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#Twisted wonderland idia smut
rxsehearts · 6 months
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𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙎𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙉. 𝘽𝙄𝙈𝘽𝙊𝙄𝙁𝙄𝘾𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉
#idia shroud x fem!reader : it was another day for you, visiting and teasing your favorite virgin on campus, idia, who you can’t help but love bullying. idia on the other hand has a complete negative set of views on you the resident bimbo, mixed amongst those views is some horniness.
mdni. cws: adult content, reader is a bimbo, idia is creepy (slight incel), bimbofication, dumbification, nipple play, creampie, marks, dirty talk, degradation, (use of whore/slut), manhandling, mild implications of vouyerism, (open door) thoughts of cucking. (idia overimagining) more under the cut. nav, kinktober m.list.
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everyone on campus knew that the blue haired dormleader had an obsession with everything nerdy and cute with his love of anime. not to mention, everyone, including students of different dorms, knew he was socially inept. those rumors didn’t fail to escape the magicless prefect from a foreign world, either, branding him the perfect image of a loser. within a span of a few days you’d already found out all about him, with a smile on your face as your breasts spilled from the push up bra you were wearing.
a short miniskirt that was definitely against uniform regulations, with the shirt somehow looking almost translucent as it was unbuttoned as well, showing off your tits. your outfit looked like a poor disguise of hiding lingerie, which it practically were with the way your panties could be seen with each step of your heels against the cold floor of the ignihyde dorm. you’d wave and blown a kiss to everyone passing by, a sadistic smile forming on your face as you could imagine how hard they would cum themselves just from your smile, but they weren’t your targets. instead, your hips sway and you check over your perfectly manicured nails before knocking and entering the dorm of idia shroud, who, in your eyes, was the biggest loser on campus.
“idi, great to see you again! my hearts so broken that you wouldn’t have lunch with me, i was forced to eat with cater and the others…” you were really blessing him, the opportunity to get so close to you in return for you to be able to see his complete virgin reactions have you a twisted sense of pleasure, perhaps the reason you ended up in a villain’s school rather than one for hero characters. you don’t bother shutting the door, feeling him squeak as you practically jump him, breasts in his face as your ass is up and showing off your underwear in a bright blue color with leopard prints all over, your mismatched stockings slipping off easily and pooling by your ankles from all your shifting as you innocently cuddle the antisocial dormleader.
he knew well enough that this wasn’t innocent. after all, he may be unable to react properly but he wasn’t an idiot. he’d seen you all over the camera footage on campus, even listening in on your conversations about school whenever you’d mention about him. as he gathered his thoughts, his eyes drifted down to your breasts as they had an extremely soft and foreign feeling to an introvert like him. even though you’ve practically motorboated him before with all your moving and cuddling, he still acted like he’d never seen your body before. he felt like a creep, and was extremely cautious of the fact that in all regular terms, he were one. but weren’t you the bigger creep, and pervert? dressing like you are unable to find anything your size, mixed with how you openly call him a virgin, and are so open talking about your sexual life with that stupid head of your’s.
he couldn’t tell if truthfully, you were stupid with all your grade results and way of laughing it off, saying you’d just marry a rich guy with a body like your’s, or if you were playing some sort of mind game with every person in school and getting away with it, but he started to feel like it was the latter as your fingers ghosted his nipples through his jacket as you readjust your position to sit on his erection. you acted so stupid, like a needy slut, and had the audacity to take advantage of him just because he was a loser, and he knew it. he was pessimistic and realistic, knowing you’d only ever wanted his reactions and never intended to do anything beyond making him suffer beneath you. you’d probably fucked others guys before coming here, didn’t you? like some of the jocks, leona, who were packed with muscles. he must of definitely sucked on your tits, directly cumming inside your sopping cunt without any protection or care as you take it like the bimbo that you were and he probably wasn’t the only one. you were surrounded by strong men like the malleus, and even a model such as vil.
he couldn’t help but feel his cock twitch and leak with precum as his thoughts ran wild, imagining you getting fucked in different ways by strong men, your drool pooling at your lips like a character’s cgi in his eroge game. you’d probably even liked it and sought it out, maybe even in public like the fucking whore that you are. his cock was only getting harder and longer, his frustration pooling all over his body as you continued teasing him not noticing he stopped paying attention as you yelp when his nails dig into your hips, eyes widening. now on your end, truthfully, somehow you couldn’t hate it. you’d really just wanted him to be a virgin mess under you as he cried your name out with cum filled trousers as you took pictures as he’d beg you for even a little handjob, but things took a different turn as you severely miscalculated his degeneracy, mixed with his jealousy, sexual frustration, and desire. he hated being made fun of, especially by you, the magicless bimbo.
“i hate you.” he seethed through clenched teeth as you find yourself face first on his desk, hands gripping onto the edge as you feel his cock rub right against your ass, feeling him through his boxers as he pulled them down, you could also feel him in inexperience struggle to take off your panties nicely while filled with frustration as he ends up ripping them anyways, which just felt hotter in the moment causing a bit of arousal to form. virgin losers are cute and all but getting manhandled and degraded was also a great feeling, especially when it comes from a geek who’d lost himself due to your actions.
“i’m going to fuck you, but i guess that’s what you wanted. you just want cock in you 24/7, don’t you? to be filled with cum and letting everyone know around you that’s all that you’re good for, sucking and taking cock. you’re not good at studies, you’re not good at even basic life skills, but you’re good at acting like a whore.” the words left him before he processed anything, all of those eroges he’s played and even watch now made him feel like a protagonist, more so with you there, moaning as he rubbed his tip right at your clit, not entering just yet as he tried to hold onto any part of his sanity and morality for even a moment longer. he could still back out, couldn’t he? he couldn’t. he knew with the way you wiggled your ass and how you looked back at him with that lustful stare that you’d given him the go. a large, reasonable, logical part of him knew it was because you were a whore, but another part wanted to believe that it was because he was special as he pushed into you without experience whatsoever beyond what he’d jerked off to in the past.
you hiss in pain as he didn’t give you even a second to adjust as he pushes in further than anticipated, but you manage to get used to his size rather quickly. it wasn’t really painful with his thrusts, but he was holding you tightly against his desk as your body shook at each thrust, feeling his cock entering the deeper parts of you while simultaneously pushing your face even further into his desk, where in his monitor screen you could see the faintest bits of your reflection. his cock wasn’t the biggest or girthiest, and his technique was nonexistent, but there you were drooling a bit at the mouth as he continuously let out all his raging emotions at you for how you’d been treating him like some sort of object when you yourself were fucking wet and aroused, walls clenching down on him just because he put his loser cock into you.
he could feel himself wanting to cum, but didn’t want to admit to being a basic one pump chump as he tried to deny himself, thrusting even harder as he continued venting on. “and with the way you’re always touching me, how can you be surprised when i turn you into the used whore that you are?” he huffed, breathing harder as he didn’t even register your state of mind, not even sure how long he’d been going by now as your cunt twitched around his cock violently, signifying you’ve reached your high. meanwhile your drool were pooling on his desk as your eyes were rolled back in bliss, moaning his names as though you’d forgotten all of your actions or any other things as you simultaneously leave scratch marks in his desk. his sharp teeth bite onto your neck, licking and leaving a hickey as best he could as one hand stops digging into your hip and goes to grope your breast, roughly squeezing with his large frigid fingers that send you shuddering. you could see him out the corner of your eye sucking down on your nipple, twirling the bud with his tongue as he decided to cum inside, his cock begging for release as he shoots his hot cum right inside your cunt.
he pulls away with a pop, gasping and panting as he repeats the same to your other breast, pinching the nipple even harder. he hears your gasp and moan, finally registering with him what he’d done and what happened. he just lost his virginity, or rather had used his first time fucking a bimbo stupid, to the point of her being even dumber than he thought she was previously as he only needs to glance at her face to tell how fucked dumb she got. he felt a bit of horror as he looked at you, with a mixture of sick pleasure and horniness of his handiwork. he wasn’t sure of whether he’d normally pull out now, clean you up, or what as this was far from a normal relationship. somehow though, you were at least conscious enough to beg him for a round two, and once again his horniness was the winner.
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tagging: @candlewitch-cryptic, @witherfag. my tits are too big for push up bras as they’re already in your face but to be honest would definitely show them off because idia screams virgin who never sees boobs. kinda been thinking about gyarus lately so bimbofication was fun! for years ive headcanoned that idia has security cams watching campus to see if he should avoid anyone on a route, but somehow ends up virtually stalking yuu. is it obvious i enjoy writing loser/virgin characters?
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©rxsehearts. dn repost, translate, or plagiarize.
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laurentdirosetti · 1 year
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"Support character"
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{Idia Shroud x gn/MC}
Tags: hiding, cute, shy, curing wounds, soft touches, breathing onto the neck.
You have always been a passionate video game player, so you wanted to get to play with the weeb himself, Idia Shroud. You knew his reputation wasn't the best, among other nicknames, people called him otaku, freak, weirdo... But that didn't really mean anything to you, since you were pretty much the same. Despite being an introvert, you wouldn't define yourself as a shut-in kind of person. You enjoyed spending time with your friends and talking to people from time to time. 
Nevertheless, you were having a hard time approaching Idia, he almost never leaves his room and it was difficult to locate his floating tablet. But one day destiny kicked in: you were walking to your next class with professor Crewel when you heard people arguing in one of the classrooms next to your locker. There was a group of bullies making fun of your well-known floating tablet. 
They spitted out a lot of hurtful things like "you're gonna die alone because you're a weirdo", "if it wasn't for your brother nobody could go near you" or "what's so great about you when you can't even show your face?". You didn't know such pea-brains had the audacity to pick on him, he’s known for being a genius after all, but you couldn't stand it any more and entered the class bravely.  
MC: hey! Stop bothering him and f*ck off!
They turned around infuriated and gave you a glare.  
Bullies: mind your business, you're so little you wouldn't even protect yourself, loser.
Nonetheless, that wasn’t going to move you from there. On one hand, you decided to protect Idia, maybe out of admiration, maybe because of another motive you couldn’t figure out yet. On the other hand, even though you tried your best to look sharp and intimidating, you were actually very scared of those giants—all Savanaclaw students have to be this buffed? 
Noticing you weren’t moving, the king bee started walking towards you at a slow pace trying to look menacing, which was pretty much working, honestly. Your shoulders began to shake. It would be a lie to say you stepped in with a plan to start with. As in games, you never had a plan for attacking the enemies, you just go with all your force —but you haven’t that strength in real life.   
MC: leave him alone… 
That big guy was in front of you and ready to punch you in the face, but Idia's tablet got in the way. The machine screen bursted into pieces that flew all over the place and cut one of your cheeks. The bullies laughed loudly and made fun of Idia's intent to protect you, cutting your face in the process and breaking in pieces. But that didn’t end there,the big one wasn't satisfied with the results, after all, he wanted to hit you.
Without thinking, you took the remains of the tablet in your hands and ran out of the classroom. All the bullies followed you along the corridor. When you turned to the left you felt someone grabbing your hands, making you enter one tiny room. 
Your face bumped with a hard surface, so you placed your hands trying to figure out what it was. Your fingers detected what was a boy’s chest and you rapidly open your eyes and looked up to your savior. The room would be completely in the dark if it wasn’t for Idia’s blue fire hair which let you see his embarrassed expression. His eyes were wide open and his mouth strongly shut. You tried to let some air between the two of you but there wasn’t really too much space to move, so you couldn’t move away from him. 
Idia: so- sorry to bring you to the storage room…I- I had no other alternative in order to lose those NPCs. 
He stumbled over his words, even though he tried looking up to avoid direct eye contact. From your perspective the view wasn’t so bad, it was your first time meeting Idia and from that close. His skin was so pale you couldn’t even find a mark on his body, whiter than the snow itself you would say. The darkness of the storage room added to the light of his hair, highlighting his bones and muscles as he breathed and moved his head to one side. He kept on trying to make space between you, without success. You felt sorry for him and tried to calm the atmosphere, maybe if he gets to know you better he wouldn’t mind making eye contact with you —and even playing videogames together, you wish. 
MC: NPCs? They were more like minor bosses from the in-between levels. 
Idia let out a small laugh and then remained silent. That was definitely not the typical answer he gets when he talks that way. Nobody has ever followed his videogame slang. Most people would hush him or ignore his comments, since they don’t know what he’s talking about to start with. This little word exchange warmed his shaking heart and gave him the courage to look a bit down to see your face. 
MC: that sure scared me, I usually try to avoid trouble. 
Idia: the- then why did you… suddenly charge in?
MC: well… they were shouting bad things at you… 
Idia: oh… really? I was on mute all the time. 
You both stared at each other astonished. He wasn’t having any problem after all, he couldn’t even hear them. Suddenly, you felt really ashamed and your face started to show it by making you blush blatantly. Idia noticed your expression and was kinda amused by your reaction, enough to make him smile viciously while staring directly into your face. Then, among all the red your face could hold, he saw a tiny line of blood that went from your cheek down your neck. 
Without realizing it he was rising up your chin to closely examine your little cut. 
He took one handkerchief out of his hoodie and cleaned away the blood. He was being really careful not to hurt you, giving soft touches to wipe the blood. His other hand was gently placed on your shoulder. You didn’t know this side of him and surely wasn’t disappointed at all. His face was closer than before and you could feel his warm breath mix with yours. 
Once he finished, he realized the situation he inadvertently created: face to face with you, one hand on your shoulder, the other caressing your cheek with a handkerchief, eyes to eyes… He jolted and glued his body against the wall the best he could. It was his time to get red, but ridiculously red, not only his face changed colors, his hair too. 
MC: your hair turned red, are you all right?
Idia: do- don’t look a-at it, ple-please!
His long and trembling hands covered up your vision. You could feel his cold touch and trembling fingers on your eyelids. 
MC: what 's wrong?
Idia: you- you obviously think I’m strange right?? my hair is on fi- fire and even changes co- colors, what a weirdo ri- right??
MC: well, Grimm’s ears are on fire too and your brother’s hair is also on fire, what’s so bad about it?
Idia: Wh- What’s so bad!? I want to live inadvertently and it’s impossible because everyone would lay their eyes on a head on fire, it’s frustrating.
MC: I think it looks very cool, actually.
Idia: I see, yo- you approached me because you think I’m some fair attraction right? 
MC: No! That’s not true! 
Idia: but you approached me because I’m weird right?!
MC: That’s no why I approached you!
Idia: then why did you approach me!?
MC: because I want to play videogames with you!
There it is, you finally said it. After all that yelling, it was easier to shout it out. Now, the room was dead silent. Idia’s hand were still on your eyelids, but you couldn’t feel his shaking anymore. He was calm and his touch felt warmer than before. You took his hands and slowly moved them down. 
Frankly, he was surprised. Nobody, other than Ortho, has ever asked him to play videogames together. It was a first for him and he didn’t know what to say or how to react. He was repeating your last sentence again and again on loop in his head. 
He is a genius, that is true for him, he’s sure his mind and creations are brilliant enough to awe anyone. Nevertheless, he felt so dumb right now…
To be continued
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angelltheninth · 7 months
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How would the TWST dorm leaders react to their girlfriend wearing a piece of clothing that turns them on? And what would it be?
The last part of this ask got me real stumped cause honestly? I have no idea what's sexy so I'm winging it.
Pairing: Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Malleus x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, lingerie, grinding, desk sex, keeping clothes as a souvenir, teasing, making out, getting pinned, rough sex, jealousy, possessiveness, marking, creampie
A/N: I wrote this and I still have no idea what counts as sexy clothing. I guess ties and suits for me idk.
RIDDLE + STRAPLESS BRA
He only sees it when you're behind closed doors of course but he knows you're wearing it under your uniform all day. It's so damn easy for him to push it down when you're alone and have free access to your breasts, pushing his head against them, his breath tickling your nipples as he pushes his cock in and out of you.
LEONA + MINI-SKIRT
It means that all he has to do is hike the skirt up and move your panties to the side to fuck you. One less article of clothing in his way, not to mention everyone can see the marks on your thighs left by him, how you're claimed by him in multiple places. He can also take off your panties completely, use them to clean you up and pocket them, telling you to come an collect them in his bedroom after class.
AZUL + STOCKINS
There are so many things he can do. Snap the elastic band against your skin, tear them off, push his fingers underneath the smooth material to hold your legs apart. He wasn't expecting you to wear them today, it's a nice but distracting surprise that he will be sure to take full advantage of and revel in as his cock splits your cunt open on his desk.
KALIM + OPEN SHIRT
No way are you wearing that out in the open. Although he's not usually the possessive or jealous type he won't have his girlfriends tits gawked at. He originally only planned to button you up bit it quickly turned to him pushing his leg between your thighs, his tongue silencing your gasps as his hands pinched and rolled your nipples before soothing them with kisses.
VIL + HEELS
Since he wears them too he knows just how well heels can highlight ones features. Yours are practically on full display, he likes that in private but can't take when others approach you in hopes of flirting. He pushes you into the first empty classroom there is and bends you over the desk. His pace is uncharacteristically rough but with your heels he can easily put you at the right angle for maximum pleasure.
IDIA + THIGTS
Being someone who wears mainly baggy clothes anything that's a contrast would draw his eyes. It frustrates him that it takes him a while to strip you out of them, especially when he's so fucking horny but it makes it all the more rewarding when he pushes them down your thighs along with your panties and begins to thrust into you, letting all that frustration out.
MALLEUS + FORMAL DRESS
Just a dress, just a dance, that's all it was supposed to be. Not when he sees you, how sexy you look, how many eyes you attract. Eyes that aren't his. He doesn't have the restraint to wait until you're at the dorms, he pins you in the empty hallway and leaves scratches across your bare back and cum trailing down your legs from how full your cunt is when he's done with you.
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luxthestrange · 3 months
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TWST Incorrect quotes#672 Fin-mans
Idia asking The Octotrio how to ask you and Vil out-
Idia: How do I ask someone out?... Azul*Wanting to tease him* Roses are red, violets are blue, guess what, my bed has room for two~ Idia: No! Floyd: Twinkle twinkle little star, we can do it in a car~ Idia: Stop! Jade: Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream, merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily I can make you scream~ Idia: I feel like the last one is verging dangerously into serial killer territory...
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Idia wanted wingmans...he got finmans instead-
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lyneira · 11 months
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♤ "Not worthy?" I'll show you differently ♤
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SMUT - MINORS DNI
-> how would he react to a reader who's self-conscious and ends up distancing themselves from him when others insult them and say that they shouldn't be together? (based on this request!)
All characters are depicted as 18+
fem!reader x twisted wonderland characters / cw: penetration, cunnilingus, fingering, blowjob, mirror sex
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"I'll make you feel loved enough that you won't forget it"
Epel, LEONA, Jack, Ace, Silver, Floyd
I don't see them viewing it as a big problem initially because he's confident that he'll be able to make things right quickly. You just need some reassurance, that's all.
He's not going to confront you directly. He won't need to; His actions toward you would be enough to say that what others were saying was indefinitely wrong.
He'll become more handsy and more forward with his PDA, always making sure that he's holding you or touching you in some way. He'll put his hand on your waist and pull you in close, seldom ever releasing his grasp on you; He'll kiss you more often, ensuring to elongate the kiss for a long time even when there were a lot of people around. When he'd pull away, allowing you to take a breath, he'd shoot a glare at anyone who was staring, daring them to say something.
He'll do all of this as to indirectly tell you, "Hey, I don't care what anyone says or thinks. I'm not letting you go". Yet, if you were still acting distant, then he'd have no choice but to confront you directly.
When he finally does, he'll back you into a corner and ask with frustration, "How come you're still distancing yourself from me? Am I not showing you enough affection?" He'll then lower his tone, "You don't need to run away from me...I love you, y/n...and there's nothing that anyone can say that will ever change that...", looking at you with that rare softness in his eyes that he only showed when he was pouring his heart out. And that's how you know he really meant it.
That look would further soften when you suddenly hug him tightly, and after melting in each other’s arms, he'll whisper into your ear, "I'll make sure you understand how much I love you tonight. Remember this moment whenever you find yourself doubting it"
And when you two make love that night, he'll seem a bit rough initially. He'll be pinning arms above your head, grasped tightly, kissing you ferociously that your teeth often clash, sucking on your skin so intensely, leaving marks of purple, and thrusting himself into you with so much force that you feel like the bed is going to break (which, it almost does, heh)
But after his first climax, releasing his remaining frustrations, he'll slow it down, also releasing his tight grip on your wrists to embrace you protectively, kissing up and down your neck as he thrusts long, slow strokes into you. He'd be all over you. His hands, his lips, and his tongue would again caress every spot on your body, especially on the spots he left a hickey on. He'd kiss them softly, and would cheekily smile into your skin, knowing that these marks would be visible for all to see the next day. After all, they need to know that you belong to him, just as his heart belongs to you.
"Can you SEE how much I love you?"
VIL, Jade, Rook, Jamil, Lilia, Rollo, Azul
You're self conscious? On his watch? Absolutely not.
Seems like you need to SEE how much he loves you in order to really believe it. So after quickly dealing with those who had planted their foolish ideas into your mind, he'll immediately take you to his room to help you confront your problem head on.
He'll be sitting at the edge of his bed, as he speaks to you, "Dear, I've noticed that you've been shying away from me because you've become self-conscious...you need not be. Do not listen to what others say, they don't matter. I adore you just as you are."
When he sees you finally ease up by his words, he'll smile tenderly at you and will then pat his thigh, "Come here..."
You do as you are told, and when you get close to him, he'll suddenly pull you onto his lap, wrapping his arms firmly around your waist, trapping you in his embrace. Funny thing is, up until now, you hadn't realized the grand mirror that was in front of you two. Had he always had that there? In fact, he did not. But today, he needed it for his plan to help you become less conscious. Oh, you're in for it now 😏
"I'm glad you've noticed the mirror. Keep your eyes on it...no matter what I do", he'll mention as he narrows his look into your eyes in its reflection, and you can definitely tell he was plotting something. You were about to ask about it until he surprises you with a multitude of kisses up and down your neck and down your shoulders. If you asked if you could face him, he'd immediately turn you down, telling you to look into the mirror.
And as he became more sensual, letting his hands roam up your body to cup your breasts and fondle them as he continued to kiss your jaw and insisted you to keep your eyes glued to the mirror, you eventually realized his plan: he was going to make you watch yourself as he made love to you.
You figured that it would be easy to endure, but soon enough, you'd think otherwise as he'd further surprise you with his touches.
He'd bring his hands down to your waistband and begin pulling your pants off so that your lower half was now bare. Then, bringing his hands back up to your thighs, he'd begin to spread your legs open slowly, while looking in the mirror to enjoy the view of your pussy all soaking wet for him. "Ah~ You're so wet", he'll grin, eyes half-lidded at the sight. He'll hover a hand over your heat and begins to rub his middle finger up and down your slick, earning a shudder from you. After rubbing it enough, he'll insert it into your hole, massaging your insides and finding that sensitive spot that has you squeezing onto his finger.
You look away from the mirror and shut your eyes at the pleasure he's giving you, but he'll click his tongue, and stops his motions at your reaction, "That won't do, dear. Don't look away". With his other hand, he'll grab your chin and make you face the mirror once more, "Open your eyes. You need to watch as I pleasure you" and with the lack of friction making you antsy, you open your eyes to watch the erotic sight of him touching you. "Good girl", he'll hum. And for that, he'll reward you by using his other hand to rub circles on your clit.
He'll continue to pleasure you while making you watch him, becoming pleased with himself as he was getting you to stare at the sight with less hesitation each time.
When at last he has himself inserted in you, thrusting up into you relentlessly as you both watch yourselves in the mirror, mouths agape as you both moan and pant, faces flushed, eyes heavy with lust, bodies wet from sweat and arousal, he'll lean in towards you ear, sultry whispering,
"Get used to this image, my love...become so accustomed to it that it won't matter what anyone says. You'll remember that you and I are meant to be together...joined as one both body and soul, just like this"
"Do you know what you do to me?"
MALLEUS, Sebek, Deuce, Riddle, Idia
He'd full of worry when you distance yourself from him, wondering if he had done or said something to cause it. Though, hen he finds out that the reason for it was your self-consciousness and the gossip of others that had influenced it, he is fuming. Who dares to insult his darling?! To make you feel this way? He'd be so tempted to make them endure his wrath, but he'd ultimately decide to deal with it later. The most important thing right now was you. It pained him to see you look at yourself that way when he thought the entire world of you. (He practically kisses the ground you walk on, lol)
So he would waste zero time to confront you because there's no way he was going to let you think that he didn't love and care for you.
Do you know exactly the effect you have on him? He'll let you know. He'll tell you how warm you make him feel inside, how you ease him while still managing to give him butterflies in his stomach everytime you laugh or smile at him, how grateful he is to have you in his life. He'll then take your hand, bring it up to his face, and lean his cheek into your palm, telling you how he easily melts into your touch and submits himself to you.
He'll guide your hand down his body, allowing you to feel the heat of his skin, down to his chest, where you can feel the pounding of his heart.
"Feel the rhythm of my heart...it only beats like that for you. You mean everything to me, y/n. Never forget that", and he would press a kiss onto your lips, desperation imbued into them. That desperation would soon turn into passion when you gladly returned his fervor, letting him know that you understood him and relief washed over him.
As you two fiercely kissed, devouring each other's mouths, letting your tongues dance, he realized that he was still holding your hand. So, he'd take the chance to continue guiding your hand further down his body to show you another effect you had on him. You'd gasp when your hand met with his clothed erection, breaking the kiss to look down at it and back up at him. He'll have a faint blush on his cheeks, but will look at you with a firmness in his eyes, "Only you make me feel this way." He'll release his grasp on you, yet, you'll maintain your grasp on him, ready to show him the love and affection that he showed you.
And indeed, you'll feel how enamored and obsessed you make him when you pull down his pants to free his throbbing cock, to lick it, suck on it, bounce on it, ride it, and squeeze it so good that the evidence of his love will be buried deep inside of you and will continue to overflow.
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He'll also show you what you do to him even when he wasn't with you at the moment. Even if you were away for a while, he'd send you a video touching himself to you. In the video, you'll see his beautiful face twisted in need as you listen to him panting, gasping, and moaning out your name numerous times, accompanied with the wet sounds of his sex being attended to. This would go on for several minutes for you to enjoy, and in the after his release, he'll look hazily to the camera, cheeks flushed, semen stained on his hand, abdomen, and thighs, lips parted as he breathlessly heaves out, "This is what you do to me"
If you were there, he wouldn't have made such a mess everywhere 'cause he would have made his mess inside of you instead, just sayin' ;)
(Cater isn't a part of this category, but I can totally see him doing this too!)
"I love your..."
NEIGE, Cater, KALIM, Che'nya, Trey, Ruggie
You distancing yourself from him would immediately have alarms going off in his head because this would be highly unusual. You two were always joined at the hip (sometimes literally) after all. When he realizes that you're self-conscious, he'll immediately reassure you.
"You know what I love so much about you? I'll tell you!" He'll grab your hand and bring it up to his lips, "I love your touch", and will kiss your palm. He'll then lean towards your face so that his lips were ghosting your forehead, "I love your beautiful mind", and kisses it. He'll then kiss the corner of your lips, "Your pretty smile", which would earn him that beloved expression from you, to his delight. He'll kiss down your neck, "Your voice and the things you say to me", and as he tries to kiss your collarbone, he will pull off your top to expose more of the skin he can kiss. He'll continue down towards your chest, kissing your warm bosom, "Your kind heart and affection". And he'll go on to kissing all over your body as he says what he adores and loves about you, removing any more clothing that might hinder his lips from meeting your skin.
With all his kisses, you were nearly laid entirely bare. All of your clothing were off except for your panties. As he lowers himself down to hover his lips on your clothed sex, he'll look up at you, blush dusted on his cheeks and a sensual look in his eye, "Would you allow me to continue saying what else I love about you?". And with your nod of permission, he'll slip the garment off, and whisper, "I love the way you taste" before giving a deep kiss to your lips. He'll go on to kiss it repeatedly and as you moan and sigh from his kisses below, he'll shakily breathe out, "I love the sounds you make when I'm making you feel good...a-ah..! You make me feel so good" as he mindlessly grinds into the mattress, pre-cum staining the bed, aroused by you.
You'd think he'd be done after letting you know the numerous things he loved about you, but he still had one more he had to say. So after letting you release your nectar onto his lips and drinking it, he's gonna line himself up to your dripping entrance, and will say, "I love being inside you", before inserting himself into your heat. He'll continue to mutter on with each thrust, "oh, you're so warm...you take me in so well...I love it...I love you....so very much"
And with all of the places he's kissed and all of his words of adoration, I'm sure you'll understand the magnitude of his love for you by the end of the night
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a/n: this one was much longer than usual! Some seem a bit ooc and I honestly kinda gave up at the ends of most afshdkwgjak oh well 🫤
© 2023 lyneira. PLEASE DO NOT COPY, PLAGIARIZE, OR REPOST MY WRITING ONTO OTHER PLATFORMS
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CW: Yandere content means yandere content y’all, stalking, dub-con/non-con, masturbation, disgusting themes, panty stealer, fingering, oral (receiving), overstimulation, breeding themes(slightly?), creampie, power bottom Idia, slight masochist Idia, kidnapping, shit ass writing, I think that’s all, etc…��
Fandom: Twisted Wonderland 
Character: Idia Shroud x GN! Reader
Word Count: 7.2K words 
A/N: This is a birthday fic for one of my IRL besties, an Idia simp. Another thing, this is a yandere blog so it’s not canon to their personalities at all but more my interpretation of them if THEY were yanderes. So take that as you will! This is with a GN reader so there is no anatomy assigned or pronouns other than they/them (I did proofread it but lmk if there are any errors!)
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‘ Click’ 
‘ Click’ 
Yellow eyes darted across from the screens as he was looking at the contents. Classes were over and his homework was completed quicker than he used to have it done. He was still a housewarden with duties and responsibilities after all, besides he needed the rest of the day free to partake in his favorite hobby. Stalking [Reader] of course. He could access several cameras from different angles as he attempted to track them down. 
‘ Where are they? Their class ends around this time and they usually stay a bit longer in the classroom to wait for the freshman and Grim. They’re taking too long. . .shit! Did I miss them? Did they already leave?’ 
Idia frantically typed away at his computer to try to locate them. After a couple of tries, he found [Reader] and Grim, with the freshman of course, walking out of their classroom. Sighing in relief, he continued to observe as normal. Unfortunately, these cameras were limited as they had no audio but it would do for now. 
‘ So they DID stay longer in the classroom. Phew, good thing nothing has changed so far.’ 
The screens were the only source of light in his room as his lights were turned off. He didn’t have any club activities today so he there was no need to leave his room. He sat on his desk chair while holding his knees to his chest. Raising his thumb to his mouth, he bit down on the tip of his nail. How did it come to this? 
~
“We’re going to be late! Crap, where is the housewarden?”
“Doesn’t he have his club? Do you think we can leave it with Ortho?” 
“Uh maybe. . .man why did Professor Trein dump this on us? If only Idia attended in-person classes, but oh well. Oh, wait-[Reader]!” 
[Reader] was walking through the hallways, but turned when they heard their name was called out. There were two students, from the Ignihyde dorm looking stressed. 
“Yes?” 
“Sorry for this, but could you do us a huge favor? Professor Trein asked if we could drop these papers with Houseward Idia, but we can’t find him! Not to mention, we’re already late for our club activities enough as it is! We’ll make it up to you, promise!” 
“Hm, sure I don’t see why not. Not like I have anything better to do, give them here.” 
Sighing in relief, the students wasted no time in handing the documents over to [Reader]. 
“Gosh, you’re a lifesaver! Thank you so much, both Grim and your meal are on us!” 
The students turned and ran off to their club. Leaving [Reader] alone. 
“Grim would appreciate that, it sure saves me money for one day knowing his appetite. Anyways, just where is Idia?”  
[Reader] debated going over to the hall of mirrors and just entering the Ignihyde dorm but they decided against it. It would be too much work if Idia were still on the main campus grounds and they were in their dorm. Was Idia even in a club? If he was, it would be worth it to check some classrooms in case he was. Thinking back on it, it wouldn’t seem likely but it didn’t hurt to check. [Reader] had been walking for about 20 minutes, popping inside classrooms just to survey the area. To no avail, Idia was not in the classroom. 
“Just where could he be? Maybe I should head over to his dorm. Oh, hey Azul!” 
Azul was walking on the opposite side and [Reader] ran up to meet him. 
“Ah, [Reader]. What a coincidence, I would have figured you had returned to your dorm by now.” 
“Normally I would have, but I’m helping some classmates drop off some documents. Hey, this may be a stretch but by any chance, do you know where Idia might be?” 
“ Idia? Oh why, yes I do. He’s still in the classroom. We just finished up our game board club meeting. He lost to me so he’s staying back to finish cleaning up. Why?” 
“He’s the one I’m dropping the documents off to. So, where is the club room?” 
“ Down the hall, turn right and it’s the second door on your left.” 
“ Thank you, Azul! I’ll see you around, kay?” 
“Of course. If you however require my services sooner, you know where to find me.” 
“Nice try, but at the moment I’m not interested in making a deal right now.  Maybe later if I forget to study for an exam.” 
“But of course, take care.” 
Azul left back to his dorm, leaving [Reader] to seek out his directions to the club room. When they arrived, they opened the door to see Idia sitting at the desk on his phone. 
“Oh hey, Idia-” 
Idia jumped in his desk, whipping his head around to stare at [Reader] in a frazzled state. 
“W-what a-are you doing h-here!?” 
“Calm down Idia, not here to hurt you. Anyways, someone asked me to drop off these papers to you. One of your housemates. Anyways, what are you doing?” 
“You c-can leave them on the t-table.” 
Idia’s eyes avoided [Reader’s] and he ignored their question. [Reader] walked closer, leaving the documents on the table as asked. They turned to look at his screen, looking at all the graphics displayed on the screen. 
“That looks interesting, what’s this about?” 
“It’s a game. . .” 
“Right, I can see that. What is it about?” 
Idia continued to advert his gaze, muttering under his breath under the assumption that [Reader] could not hear him. 
“Like you would care. . .” 
“I would actually.” 
A snarky and slightly offended response left [Readers] unamused face. Idia let out a squeak, he didn’t think [Reader] would hear that. [Reader] let out a huff, pulling a chair out and sitting across from Idia. 
“Idia, you know I’m not from here right? I don’t know much about media and franchises here in Twisted Wonderland, but I was interested in content like this back in my world. So humor me, what is this game about?” 
Though he was still unable to look them in the eye, not that [Reader] minded, he continued to explain the game franchise. 
“It’s an adventure-based role-playing game following an adventure party on a mission to take down the demon king. The party consists of characters that you get to pick, unlike most games where you’re given a party member. This game is different because it relies on your choices to advance as well as you making your combat type distinct. It has an online server where you can complete side quests while the main story updates.” 
He spoke fast, never sparing a glance at [Reader]. He was just waiting for them to become uninterested or to look at him in annoyance. He was waiting for the insults and the questionable glances of ‘you’re weird’ and ‘fucking loser’. 
“Hm, so it’s a fantasy-based combat game. Does this mean that all the party members are different fantasy races? I’d like to see the party members that you can pick, or do you get to customize them as well?” 
“ O-oh u-uh. . .” 
Idia has always seen the negative side of everything, but being realistic he didn’t give you enough credit. Sure, most people stop listening after that initial description but a few brave soldiers still stick around until he continues. He’d surely lose your interest with his extensive knowledge of the game's lore. 
“Well, not exactly. You can make your character, but the other party members are already designed and have a story to go with them. All you do is equip weapons and artifacts to strengthen them.” 
“Oh, I love customizable characters. Can I see yours?” 
Alright, so you’re one of those few brave soldiers who may be interested in a nerdy ramble. Idia began to click and swipe at his screen, eventually passing it to [Reader]. [Reader] began to inspect the character, looking at all the features that Idia placed on them. 
“Woah, they look badass. I like your character’s style, but it looks like they aren’t human-like. Are they fantasy-based characters? What kind?” 
Idia couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment it happened, but his face softened and went from stoic to a more relaxed one. His eyes began to shine with passion as he began to talk about his character, gaining [Reader’s] undivided attention. [Reader] nodded and paid attention when he spoke, asking questions about the game’s lore and characters. Idia answered all their questions with a more enthusiastic chirp, throwing some jokes here and there. The atmosphere changed from tense to a more comforting one as they continued to speak losing track of time. 
“. . .but you don’t meet this fantasy race until act III in the game, even then they’re an antagonistic species until you clear the next three acts, that’s when it clears up. Eventually, you can add this character to your party or can update the way your character looks after-” 
The sound of the classroom door opening snapped Idia from his daze, and he turned to look at the door. 
“Idia, here you are!” 
“Ortho. . what are you doing here?” 
“Idia, it’s been three hours since you were supposed to be back. I came to see where you were. Don’t you remember, the new update for the game was dropping later tonight?” 
“Three hours. . .?” 
[Reader] and Idia panicked, both scrambling up from their chairs, 
“ Oh my gosh, I had no idea time went by so fast. I need to get home and do my homework!” 
“I forgot about my game! S-sorry, I probably bugged you with my spiel-” 
“Not at all, Idia! Honestly, this game sounds cool I might check it out. Well, I wish I could considering I don’t have a platform to play it. Crowley is very stingy with what he gives out. I don’t even have a phone to use, or else I would have asked for your contact info. I’ll catch you later, hopefully maybe one of these days I can see you in class. Take care, Ortho!” 
[Reader] patted Ortho’s shoulder before leaving the classroom. Ortho nodded enthusiastically, wishing [Reader] the same. He turned around to where Idia was standing. Idia was quiet, his eyes wide, and on his face was a dopey grin. His cheeks were lightly flushed, adding color to his pale skin. 
“ Iida? What’s wrong?” 
“Ortho, I’m going to class tomorrow.” 
~~ 
It had been roughly two months since that encounter. Idia never expected it to get this bad. They kept their promise, and [Reader] continued to talk to him even if it was after class and in private. He knows they didn’t mean anything bad by it, but he loved the idea of being their little secret. Held occasional yet school-related conversations in public, but the moment the class ended [Reader] and he would talk for hours. Sometimes, they would come over to the Ignihyde dorm to play games with him or indulge in certain content and media. Ortho was very excited, not only was he able to see his brother form a friendship with someone so close instead of online, but he could also see his brother having a slightly more positive outlook on life. However, he remained haunted by the grim reminder that he would be head of the S.T.Y.X organization and wouldn’t be able to enjoy the luxuries he was experiencing now. Despite all that, he was smiling a lot softer and looking forward to the next meeting. So in other words, everything was content and alright. There was no need for him to hijack the cameras to stalk [Reader], but he did it anyway. 
“Well, no matter. What’s done is done. Now I need to make sure they get home safely.” 
Idia softly smiled at the cameras, looking at [Reader] talking to Grim. They had a smile on their face as well, no doubt teasing the poor kitty. 
‘ They’re so pretty. . .hopefully they like my surprise.’ 
[Reader] was walking with the freshman to the Ramshackle dorm. They were going to drop off some stuff before heading out to the hall of mirrors. As they arrived at the entrance, they were greeted by a ghost. 
“Good afternoon, [Reader] and Grim! How were your classes?” 
“ Afternoon! Nothing too busy, but we just got assigned a major project.” 
“Man talk about annoying, Riddle kept reminding us how important this project was for the freshman.” 
Ace complained with Deuce sharing a similar face of dismay, clearly stressed about the project itself. 
“Vil was the same, he said that I could not afford to get a low score and tarnish Pomefiore’s reputation. This must be a pretty serious project.” 
Jack rubbed the back of his head, “Leona hasn’t mentioned anything yet. If all your housewardens are saying something no doubt when I get back to Savannaclaw he might mention it.” 
“If the project must be this serious, then I cannot score anything but the highest marks! The pride of Diasomnia, no. . .the pride of Malleus-Sama rests on my shoulders!” 
“Cool, anyways. . .” 
The rest of the group disregarded what Sebek was spouting about. The ghost chuckled, before leaving to the living room and returning with a package in hand. 
“Someone came by to drop this off. We don’t know what it is or from whom. There was no name on the package.” 
“Oh, for us?” 
“Seems like it.” 
Curiosity spread among them as they were all devising in their heads what it could be. 
“You don’t think it’s a. . .no it couldn’t be!” 
“But it might be. . .” 
“It might be a what?” 
Grim turned to Ace and Epel who shared mischievous smiles, “Oh you know. . .” 
“Pay them no mind, Grim. They’re just trying to scare you.” 
Deuce waved the two off and reassured Grim that it was all right. [Reader] examined the box, shaking it a little. It felt heavy, but there was no sound with the shake. It might either take up the whole box or it might be very secure. They walked inside their dorm with the others following suit. They sat on the couch and proceeded to open the package. Ripping open the box, they turned to see that it was a new phone. 
“A phone. . .?” 
“ WOAH! NOT JUST A NEW PHONE, IT’S THE LATEST MODEL!” 
Everyone exclaimed, eyes wide as saucers. 
“It is. . .?” 
“Hm, you don’t suppose Crowley got it for us do you?” 
Grim turned to look at [Reader] who scoffed at the idea, 
“Hell no, since when has that man cared for us?” 
“Fair enough, but who do you think it was from?” 
“ Not sure. .  .” 
“ Well whoever it was, they must be loaded!” 
Ace pointed out, [Reader] looking up at him. 
“Surely it can’t be that much...  could it?” 
“It’s over 200,000 Thaumarks!” 
“THAT MUCH!?” 
Grim and [Reader] turned to each other in shock. There was no way Crowley would cough up that much money for them, surely this was a mistake. 
“ Do you think they maybe got the wrong address?” 
“Nope! The postman that delivered it said the package was addressed to a [Reader].” 
“So who could be this generous patronage?” 
“Who knows, but whoever it is. You better take care of that as your life depended on it!” 
“ Got it, maybe I can ask Idia how to set it up. Surely it can’t be too different than the models back in my world, but if it is that much I can’t risk it. Alright, let us go now.” 
“ Do you guys want to go to Monstro Lounge to eat and talk about the project?” 
Sharing nods, everyone set off to Monstro Lounge. Idia was observing through the cameras, looking to see everyone entering the Octavinelle dorm. The moment he saw [Reader] enter, he stood up and made plans to leave his dorm. He closed off all the cameras and locked his room to be safe. He turned to the door, preparing to enact his plan. He left the Ignihyde dorm, turning to the path to the Ramshackle dorm. He walked at a brisk pace. It was the perfect time, no one was near or around to see him. Upon arriving at the dorm, he turned to peek inside the windows. Luckily, the ghosts that were occupying the house didn’t seem to be near. He pulled out a key and swiftly unlocked the door. He remembered one time when he swiped their keys and made a copy of them. Casually returning them to [Reader]. He climbed up the stairs and entered their room. Looking around, he could see a very plain room. Nothing too out of the ordinary but he didn’t mind, he knew that [Reader] was hardly getting any funds from Crowley. That was why he gave them the phone, something to be able to reach them faster. Though the room was plain, there was something that did manage to catch his eye. [Reader’s] used clothing hamper. His breath hitched, slowly and carefully making his way to it. Fear that the slight movement could alert someone, even though he was alone(or was he?). Once he made it across, he peered inside. Just normal clothing, sleeping garments, and so forth. The one thing that did make him turn red, was the sight of [Reader’s] used undergarments. 
His throat was dry as he debated reaching in and taking. What would they think of him? Would [Reader] look at him in disgust? Here he was, a pervert thinking about taking the used underwear of the one he loved. Who knows what he was going to do with them? Idia shook his head, reaching in swiftly and swiping the used underwear. He shakily raised them to his face, placing the crotch area close to his nose. He inhaled deeply, [Reader’s] scent quickly invading his mind. His pants began to feel tight and his dick was hard. He was lost in a trance until he heard a voice come from the living room. 
“I wonder who could have gifted the phone to [Reader]. Do you think they have a secret admirer?” 
Idia’s eyes widened as his body temperature rose. He was horrified, beyond terrified. Tears began to well, he was going to be caught! Idia quietly scrambled to the hallway but skillfully remained undetected as he peered over the stair railway. All the ghosts were in the living room, but they weren’t near the front door. If he played his cards right, he could make it out of the dorm without bringing too much attention to himself. Idia began to walk down the stairs, luckily the ghosts were too into their conversation to hear the creaky stairs. Idia shoved the used garment into the pocket of his jacket. 
“ If they had a secret admirer, do you think it might be that fae boy who sometimes comes here at night?” 
‘The WHAT!?’ Idia internally screamed. Fae. . did he mean Sebek? Sebek knows better than to appear at night, so was it the devilish third-year Lilia Vanrogue? Sure he was an eccentric one, but even he would have morals. Idia was close to the front of the door.  Idia was so into his thoughts, that he failed to notice the ghost that was standing near the gate. The ghost turned around, with a surprised look asked, 
“Are you here for [Reader]?” 
Idia let out a squeak, holding both his arms in a defensive stance. The ghost noticed this and quickly assured him that he did not mean any harm or to spook him. 
“Didn’t mean to scare you, but [Reader] isn’t here right now. They’re at the Monstro Lounge working on a project with some peers.” 
“O-oh. . .I see. . .” 
Idia knew they weren’t here, but couldn’t raise any suspicion. The other ghosts soon came to the front door, staring at Idia. 
“Oh, what’s this? Are you a friend of [Reader]?” 
“I-I u-uh. . .d-did [Reader] get the package?” 
“ The package? Oh! Are you their secret admirer?” 
Way to go Iida, he was digging a deeper hole for himself. 
“A-a friend of mine a-asked me to make sure they got it. . .” 
His gaze was adverted to the side and his fingers were twiddling. 
“They did it! By any chance, can we know the name of your friend? Tell us, do they like [Reader]?” 
“ Y-yeah s-something like that. T-they’re a little shy so. . .well then, that’s good. U-uh, I’m going to leave n-now. . .” 
“ Take care, be safe walking back to your dorm!” 
The ghosts all wished him safe travels. Idia nodded and began to walk slowly, once he was away from the ghost’s sight of vision he scrambled back to his dorm. 
“You don’t think he was. . .?” 
“Maybe, but wait. . . isn’t he the one [Reader] likes?” 
~
Idia managed to make it to his dorm without being spotted. He entered his room and locked the door. Once he caught his breath, he made it to his bed and plopped down. He was tired, hopefully, the ghosts didn’t say anything. He closed his eyes and remained still for a brief moment before he turned, feeling the fabric of his pants rub against his hard-on. 
‘Oh’
His cheeks reddened and his hair changed from a blue to a purple shade, close to pink. He reached into his pocket, taking out the used underwear. His other hand went to his pants, slowly freeing his hard cock. His breath hitched, he placed the used underwear up against his nose and inhaled deeply. His eyes rolled back at [Reader’s] scent and his free hand went to his dick, wrapping around it. Pre was already forming at the tip, he rubbed his cock up and down slowly, starting a soft pace. 
“Fuck. . .” 
His lidded and glossy eyes stared on, he slowly opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. He gave a long striped lick, tasting whatever remained on the underwear. Whatever little control he had broke, he began to gradually fist his cock as he inhaled and exhaled. He was constantly giving licks as well, his body was moving on his own. He rolled over and entangled his legs with his bedsheets. He let the underwear fall on the pillow and dove nose-first into it. With his right hand, he began to grip the sheets. He rutted into his fist. His mind wandered to [Reader], how would they feel. If they saw him right now, what would they say? Would they call him a disgusting pervert? How dare he get off on your used underwear. How pathetic he is, rutting into his hand thrusting into his bed trying to find the right pace and friction to get off. Fucking pathetic, look at this loser jerking off to the idea of even being able to touch you. 
“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-oh fuck-!” 
He imagined if [Reader] was into it as well. Would they step on his disgusting dick? Would they tease him, call him all kinds of names? Would they make him fuck himself before he even had the chance to fuck them? Idia was thankful for his pillow, other than being able to rest the used underwear so that he could smell and taste as much as he wanted. He was also able to hide his pathetic moans and whines. He was drooling, eyes rolling back and tears welling up. 
“Fuckfuckfuck, I’m gonna-shit I’m gonna come-” 
How their warm insides would feel. How their hole would clamp and clench around his dirty and pathetic cock. Imagine how it would feel to relentlessly fuck them. 
“W-wanna touch them, w-wanna fuck y-you, [R-reader]!? W-wanna c-come i-inside you-ha fuck!?” 
Would they let them come inside? How it would feel, leaving his warm thick sticky cum inside them. When he’d pull out he’d see the thick glob that left their used and abused hole that was stretched out just for him. 
“C-Cumming!??” 
Idia’s eyes rolled back as his back arched, his right hand gripping the sheets and his knuckles turning white, blowing his load into his hands. His cum shoots out to stain his bedsheets. His cum was warmer than average, how would they feel? Would they feel warm and satisfied? Sweat was coating his skin and he struggled to catch his breath. His left hand released his now limp dick and his right let go of the bedsheets. He lifted his body, getting on his knees and he looked at the pillow and [Reader]’s now soiled underwear. 
“I l-love you so much. . .[Reader].” 
[Reader] kept true to their word and turned to Idia for help setting up their phone. 
“Oh, okay so I do this right?” 
“You’re no better than a noob finally learning how to use a handheld console.” 
[Reader] sent Idia an unamused look, but let out a laugh. Idia smiled, but changed his face the moment [Reader] turned to look up again at him. 
“It’s standard, it’s similar to most models back in my world though some features are completely new. Hey Idia, can I ask you a question? Is this really the latest model and  worth 200,000 thurmarks?” 
“It’s the latest model and now it’s super rare. Those who preordered one when the sale dropped months ago were 100% guaranteed one with a small percentage that they would be sold in stores. They only released a few in-store ones so if you didn’t get one then, it’ll be months before you get one.” 
“Woah, so it’s that special? Ace was telling me all the new stuff it was supposed to have but I just nodded and went with it.” 
“Here.” 
Idia handed [Reader] their new phone back, stuck on the contact screen. The contact read his name, ‘Idia Shroud’, with his phone number saved on it. 
“So now you can reach me. M-maybe play the game now. . .”
“Thank you Idia, I was going to ask you about that too by the way. Do you mind if I lie on your bed?” 
“Hm, no I don’t-WAIT YES I DO!” 
Idia’s scream rang through his room. [Reader]’s eyes widened as they backed away from his bed. 
“S-sorry, my bed is. . .messy.” 
“Oh, I really don’t mind but if you do that’s fine. I can just sit here unless you don’t want me to?” 
“N-no no, there is fine.” 
Idia calmed down, scooting over to [Reader] to explain how to download the game and how to set it up. 
It was like that, consistently for another two months. Idia wasn’t sure what to do, he had planned on confessing but how. Every time he thought it was the right time, someone just had to take [Reader’s] attention or ruin it for him. They could never understand them the way he did. After months of observing [Reader], playing games with them, and sharing deep meaningful conversations, Idia was the only one who could understand them. That’s what he believed, so why was it so hard to be able to confess them? No one was able to understand them to the capacity that Idia could and certainly, no one was worthy of them. Granted Idia himself didn’t feel worthy, but if he was the worm crawling underneath their shoe the other’s were the smears on the concrete. Idia huffed in annoyance, he was typing along to his online friend, Muscle Red. 
Gloomurai: Can I vent to you about something happening IRL
Muscle Red: Of course, what’s wrong? 
Gloomurai: How do you confess to someone you like? 
Muscle Red: Oh, relationship issues? 
Lilia scratched his head, geez. This was an awkward situation, it’s been a while since Lilia courted someone. He wasn’t sure how to proceed with the conversation but he was young once so it couldn’t be too hard.
Gloomurai: Not really considering there is no relationship yet, it’s more like I like someone but can’t bring myself to confess to them. 
Gloomurai: When I want to, something always happens like the universe doesn’t want us to be together. 
Muscle Red: I don’t think that's the case. I think you may need to set up a scenario where you are completely alone to confess, so you don’t have any interruptions.
Lilia winced a little when he read that back, it didn’t sound okay at first. Hopefully, Gloomurai doesn’t look too into it. 
Gloomurai: It’s a little hard, they’re quite social. Almost everyone wants to talk to them. 
Muscle Red: I’m sure if you asked to speak to them about a personal matter, they might set time aside to hear you out. Maybe that is when you confess? 
Gloomurai: I’d probably stutter over my words to get it out, they’re just too cool. . .
Muscle Red: How did you meet them? Is this a close friend or? 
Gloomurai: You could say that. They like the same stuff I like, we became friends with mutual interests. 
Lilia let out a breath of relief. Unlike back then where you either knew the person from growing up together or being interested in them because of one interaction, common interests bonded people. So this should be easy. 
Muscle Red: Hm, so then they probably know you and will feel more comfortable being near a familiar face. When trying to court someone you may want to start with a small gesture of kindness and trying to find time alone to be able to confess to them. That was how most of the time it worked then, but since this is a close friend they might already be able to pick up signs. [MESSAGE UNABLE TO SEND. TRY AGAIN.] 
Muscle Red: You may have to be bold. Do something that they might never expect from you. Try to get them to see you in a different light than just a friend. If you’re able to do that then surely you can win them over, who knows maybe they’ll fall for you just as much. 
Muscle Red: Do something that still falls within their comfort level to show that you still care and know certain things about them. I think once you’re able to show them how you care for them but also make them see you, I think that helps a lot. They already like spending time with you and enjoy common interests, so really, it shouldn’t be too hard. [MESSAFE UNABLE TO SEND. TRY AGAIN.] 
Gloomurai: So try something bold, something that makes them notice my feelings for them? 
Muscle Red: Exactly. 
Gloomurai: Hm, thank you. I think I know what I should do. Thank you for this, really :)). Thank you for helping me defeat the boss too lol. C U!
Muscle Red: see you! 
Gloomurai left the chat. 
Muscle Red left the chat. 
Lilia looked to the bottom right screen on his PC, looking at the symbol representing the internet. 
“My, of all times it seems that the internet went out. Hopefully, they were able to read my messages and understand what I was trying to say. Oh well, they seemed to understand so hopefully it helps. Ah, young love certainly never fails to move my heart. Now, onto the internet.” 
And so, that is where we find ourselves now. Idia was pacing around his room, biting his nails and muttering to himself. 
‘Shitshitshitshitshitshit, what do I do? What do I do, what do I do, what do I do?’ 
[Reader] was sleeping soundly, snuggling into the bed. Clearly, this wasn’t their room and if they were to wake up, surely they would panic. The last thing [Reader] remembered was resting peacefully in their bed with Grim cuddling next to them. 
“I did use a pretty strong spell, hopefully, they wake up soon. . .” 
Idia peered over to see [Reader] they were still unmoving. He nervously made his way to them, getting on his bed and slowly crawling to them. The bed sank with his added weight, but nonetheless, they did not waver. He eyed their body, their features. Their chest was slowly rising with their steady breathing. Idia swallowed hard, his fearful expression didn’t leave his face either while he shakily extended his hand to touch [Reader]. His hand grazed their skin and his cold fingers met their warm skin. Tracing his finger from this shoulder to their forearm, touching their forehead and caressing their cheeks. He stopped breathing, afraid that it would ruin this soft moment for him. His eyes trailed down, to their chest. He removed his fingers from their cheeks and instead began to trail from their collarbone to their chest. With deep breaths and a flushed face, he started going lower. From their chest to their stomach, to their hips, and eventually, their crotch. 
“You’re so pretty. . .wanna see you more. . .” 
Idia lightly rubbed at their crotch, lazily stroking up and down. He didn’t intend to do anything and he certainly didn’t expect to hit any major pleasure zones. Idia continued to touch, not really doing much. He wondered if they were awake, what would they do if they saw him like this? Surely they would scream, be disgusted, and threaten to hurt him. 
‘Be bold’ 
Idia nervously looked over to [Reader]with their eyes still shut. He looked over at their legs, placing his hands in the middle and prying them open. His head peeked up again, no movement. He got on his knees at the foot of his bed, dragging [Reader’s] legs down too. Idia placed his hand on their bottoms, dragging them agonizingly slow. He managed to take them off without stirring them and he left them in just their undergarments. Idia began to drool at the sight but he knew the surprise was waiting underneath the undergarments. Reaching above, he pulled them down swiftly and looked. [Reader’s] sex was exposed and visibly aroused. His cold fingers went to touch their most sensitive bit, lightly tapping it. Trailing their finger up and down, they noticed their hole clenching around nothing. 
“What I would give for you to think of me touching you in your dreams.” 
Idia shakily moved his face to their sex, giving it an experimental lick. Trailing to their hole, licking around the area. He removed himself and began to such on his fingers, once they were coated with his saliva he moved them to their hole. Inserting his middle finger inside. Idia let out a soft squeal when he felt their hole clench around his finger. 
“F-Fuck. . .y-you’re so tight. . .” 
Inserting his finger in and out, creating a soft pace and causing enough lubrication to insert another finger. Idia let out a small chuckle, 
“It’s like you’re greedy hole is devouring me. . .I wonder what you’re dreaming about, [Reader].” 
As Idia continued fingering [Reader], they turned to their sensitive bits and began to lick up and down, pressing light kisses on them. He continued to do this for a bit, lightly teasing them and pumping his fingers inside them. He began to suck and that’s when he noticed it, their body twitched. Thinking it was from pleasure, he continued to tease and explore their body. Their sensitive bits were being toyed with, sucked, licked, pinched, and stroked while he fucked his fingers into them. He didn’t notice the noises they were making as they were stirring, but his heart dropped when he felt his hands wander into his hair. 
“[REA-]!?” 
“D-don’t stop. . .p-please Idia. .m’feels good.” 
He had to be dreaming! There was no way this could be real, but he didn't care. If it was a dream, then what a lovely dream it was. He nodded and returned to abuse their sex. 
“F-fuck, right there-!” 
Idia was overheating, he was eating them out with such intensity. Drool covers their sex and mixes with their juices. His fingers continued their assault, stretching them out in a scissoring motion while also reaching even areas they couldn’t with their fingers. 
“M’ feels g-good, f-fuck g-gonna cum Idia-!” 
[Reader] was coming undone, the feeling of Idia’s long tongue playing with their sex, sucking and kissing along with his fingers was a pleasure overload. When Idia’s fingers reached that soft and spongey spot inside them, curling his fingers to hit, they came. Grabbing his hair and pushing his face against their sex and bucking their hips, riding out their orgasm as they came on his face. 
“C-Coming!” 
Once they came down from their high, they released his hair. [Reader] raised their forearm to cover their eyes as they worked to catch their breath. Idia got up from the floor and got on the bed, crawling to them. 
“[R-reader]. . .I-I-I-?!” 
[Reader] removed their forearm, looking at him with glossy eyes. Idia could only gaze upon them with such love. Their body was covered in sweat, their skin was warm to the touch and their post-orgasmic face was divine. [Reader] propped themselves on their elbows, struggling to sit up on the bed. When they managed to, they turned to look at him with a dazed-out expression. 
“Idia. . .wanna make you feel good too. . .can I?” 
[Reader] asked in a slightly whiny voice that made Idia’s rock-hard cock strain against his bottoms. His breath hitched, 
“E-EH? I-I N-NO Y-YOU DON’T M-MEA-EEP!” 
Idia shrieked when [Reader] pushed him down on his bed, straddling his hips and rubbing their exposed sex on his clothed crotch. [Reader] raised their arms to remove their shirt, turning to remove his bottoms. [Reader] was able to pull down his bottoms and remove his boxer, exposing his dick. Idia’s hair turned into a pinkish hue with the rest of his skin burning up. He was embarrassed that his crush who he went down on, got to see him in a similar position. [Reader’s] hands were warm to the touch and they began stroking and rubbing his cock, jerking him off. Idia threw his head back, moaning uncontrollably and gasping as he felt their fingers play with his tip, rubbing it back and forth. Their free hand began to fondle his balls, creating a feeling of immense pleasure. Tears began to form and Idia looked at [Reader] with a face that was begging for mercy but at the same time, more. 
“O-Of fuck! F-feels so fucking good! H-having my disgusting cock t-touched by you, [Reader]! F-fuck me, please I want it s-so badly!” 
Before Idia could come, [Reader] let go of their dick. They went to their sex, rubbing their hole and inserting their finger, making sure they were stretched well. They leveled themselves to Idia’s cock and began to lower themselves down. Idia closed his eyes at the feeling of their hole clenching down hard on his dick. [Reader] was struggling themselves too, Idia managed to stretch them out pretty well. After a while, [Reader] began to move, slowly creating a slow pace while riding Idia, Their hands went underneath his shirt and to his nipples, playing with them. Their fingers caught them and began to pinch them. 
“Fuck! H-ha…f-fuck, so tight!” 
“Y-you’re so big, Idia. Feels so f-fucking good!” 
Rolling their hips to meet Idia’s small thrusts to reach that deeper part within their insides. Idia’s hands went to grab and hold their hips, keeping them steady. Idia’s left hand went to touch their sex, rubbing and stroking to make them catch their high. Both their bodies were covered in sweat and their moans echoed throughout the room. [Reader’s] movements were getting sloppy, the feeling of their climax was right around the edge. Idia could feel it too, he wasn’t going to last long but he wanted to. He didn't;’t want this moment to end. 
“I-Idia, hm feel’s so good, feel so full! W-wanna c=come. .-ha!” 
“F-Fuck [Reader]! C-Come, please c-come!” 
Relief was granted when Idia thrust one last time, spilling his seed inside them. [Reader] threw their head back and ended up cumming all over Iida. The room smelled of sweat and sex. Idia and [Reader] were both trying to catch their breath, until Idia began to thrust again. 
“W-wait I-idia! I can’t, it’s t-too much! S-still sensitive-!!” 
[Reader] placed their hands on his stomach, steadying themselves and that’s when they saw it. Idia’s glossy eyes, tears staining his face but his face was red. He looked like he was ready to cry again from the overstimulation. 
“P-please, w-want more of you. W-want to feel you-!” 
Idia began to relentlessly thrust upwards, hitting their deepest spots and continuing to play with their sex. It continued for a while until Idia had his fill, pushing [Reader] until they were no longer able to form coherent words just mindless babbles of their pleasure spilling out. Idia finally finished and managed to release inside them. He let [Reader] lie on the bed to rest, but never pulled out of them. They stayed connected even when Idia was no longer hard. [Reader] looked over at Idia who was avoiding their gaze. [Reader] smiled, breathing out before speaking, 
“I love you, Idia.” 
“H-HUH!? N-no, surely you’re just pulling my leg-” 
“Idia, we just fucked. I’m not pulling anything, you think I don’t know that you were stalking me?” 
Idia let out a whine, diving headfirst into their chest to hide his embarrassment. Wrapping his arms around their waist, pulling him closer to them. 
“I know you’ve been stalking me around. I also know you were the one who got me the phone, the ghosts told me you stopped by my house.” 
Idia peeled himself away enough to look up at [Reader] who looked at him with adoring eyes. 
“ You probably hate me, you must think I’m disgusting aren’t I.” 
“I don’t hate you, but I do think you’re pretty disgusting. I don't mind, I like how disgusting you are about me.” 
Idia gazed into their eyes before shying away, continuing to shove his face in their chest. His pink hair was a dead giveaway that he was completely enamored and not okay with that response. 
“ Oh, and I also know you jerked off to my used underwear.” 
A sob left Idia’s lip. 
Bonus: 
Muscle Red: Hello, it's been a while. So, how did it go with the one you wanted to confess to?” 
Gloomurai: Hello. It went well, I went bold as you said. I kidnapped them and I guess they were into that lol. Thank you for your advice. Now, do you want to do that quest? 
Gloomurai: Muscle Red? [MESSAGE COULD NOT BE SENT. USER MUSCLE RED IS NO LONGER AVAILABLE] 
Gloomurai: Muscle Red? :(( [MESSAGE COULD NOT BE SENT. USER MUSCLE RED IS NO LONGER AVAILABLE] 
A/N: I have no words because I lowkey hate the writing because I split it up into several days of work so it’s not only consistent but I think I cannot write smut to save my life as well I used to and well yeah. Happy birthday IRL bestie. 
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mydiluc · 3 months
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F*ck Me Baby
when they want you to take what’s yours
cast: Leona, Idia, Malleus x fem reader
a/n: from a conversation in discord that made me spiral
warnings: fem reader, reader & characters are all written as 20+, characters are a bit needy hehe, reader blushes, feminine petnames for reader, size kink, dry humping -> riding, one (1) spank from Leona, squirting in Idia’s, some manhandling, creampies for everyone! ◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜
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Leona groans, deep and vibrating in his chest. it settles into a low purr, his hands gripping at your ass while your soft, glossy lips leave a trail of kisses along his collarbone revealed beneath his open uniform shirt. you smell sweet, his sense of smell heightened at the heady hints of arousal dripping between your legs and onto the gusset of your satin panties. you’re ready for him quickly, he chuckles at the thought of your hole pulsating under your skirt, needing him to fill it. it’s animalistic of course, the desire to utterly ruin his beloved and the heat of that desire simmers under his skin like the sun.
your pussy drags over the hard bulge in his pants and Leona hisses, kneading at the globe of your tit through your bra. he nips at your bottom lip and you giggle, rolling your hips in an angle so that you can feel his entire length against your throbbing slit and you moan, cherub cheeks flushed with want as you blink back at his emerald green eyes. You’re so adorably horny, and his own need for you has grown unbearable but he’s a man who continually loves to play with his food.
“Fuck me baby, c’mon.” Leona growls softly, a hand squeezing the back of your neck, he grins, licking his chops and using the natural strength of his build to continue rubbing himself against your soaking underwear while you moan and grow fuzzier in the head.
“So cute, princess. Need you to fuck me, alright? I’ll even help you a little…” he reiterates with more impatience this time, reaching between your legs that are hot like a furnace, moving your panties to the side while your hands work at the button and zipper of his pants. your hand pulls his cock out, the tip beaded with precum and your sweet visage coos at the sight, running your thumb over the slit to see his cock kick in your grasp and to hear such a fierce lover as Leona grunt at your mercy. you hoist yourself up further on your knees, positioning his fat cock against your entrance and the muscled, smug man beneath you grips your hips with desperation. his head falls back against the headboard, adams apple bobbing while you work yourself down his shaft. your thighs meet his and then you’re bouncing, feeling him fill you again and again.
“That’s it, oh fuck…doin’ good…” he rasps with a heavy yet encouraging smack to your ass, feeling the jiggle of it before his hands slide from your hips to your waist where he meets your rhythm with his own movements of grinding himself up into your heat. Your tits wobble in your bra and he grounds himself by leaning forward and biting down on your flesh, your nails immediately finding purchase in his deep chestnut mane while you gasp at his impressive girth carving itself up behind your bellybutton.
you start to falter, moaning turning into whimpering when he tells you under his breath with a rumbling laugh to rub your clit for him like the good girl you are. you oblige, your foggy lust filled mind operating your body like autopilot, trembling fingers reaching down and rubbing little stars against your puffy clit. the electric connection of your fingers in combination with Leona placing his feet firmly on the mattress to fuck up into you steals a loud yelp from your throat and you can only hold onto his shoulder with one hand while you rub yourself to your peak and Leona’s cock thrusts itself against the spongey spot in your walls that has your pussy tightening around his shaft. he can see how you’re so gone, chanting his name like a plea and he only shushes you with a kiss to the corner of your lips, when you squeal and shake, cumming around his cock till the slick leaks and shines between your bodies.
there’s a lewd clicking sound, your pussy suctioning his girth while you lay collapsed in his arms as your lover growls without inhibition, the sound reverberating through your body when he presses in to the hilt and floods your womb with his spend. it’s hot, almost unbearably so when he cums, your lower half twitchy and shaking as you hold each other.
Leona purrs in your arms, licking a stripe up the skin of your balmy neck and chuckles. you didn’t quite fuck him like he said to, losing your stamina like a little lamb - but your sleepy form against his has his eyes drooping shut. His cock stays inside you, plugging you up with intention to spill more inside later for when he playfully whispers to you how you can try again.
Idia will never, ever, be used to having you in his lap. you tell him time and time again, his intelligence, his humor, his smarmy attitude that appears and makes your eyebrows shoot up, to other traits of his keep you coming back for more. and so here you are, a hand cupping his face and fingertips rubbing at the space beneath his ear while he breathes out against your saccharine lips. Idia’s kisses range from sweet and hesitant, to filled with yearning and addictive like a game you cant stop grinding for. and you are, grinding, one of his arms around your waist while your hips move in circles on his lap and he struggles to kiss you back and yet he doesn’t show any sign of stopping his mouth from moving with yours.
his chilly hands won’t stop grabbing at you as much as he can, long and lithe fingers gripping the soft of your belly and beneath your tits under your shirt while his mouth stays open for your tongue to lick itself against his, his heart pounding wildly in his chest at every intentional move to drive him mad that you make in his hold. You had only come over to watch anime, but you both knew better once your back was to his chest and Idia’s chin was hooked over your shoulder while you cuddled in his comfy gaming chair. 
now your legs are spread and your skirt is hiked up high on your thighs, the heavy and thick imprint of Idia’s cock rested against his thigh in his sweatpants that you can’t seem to stop humping your pretty lace clad pussy against. the arm not wrapped around your waist tenderly snakes down to pull your skirt up, the golden yellow of his eyes glittering when they catch sight of the prominent wet patch between your plush thighs and he groans, letting his middle finger curiously pet at the fabric that hugs your leaking lower lips. he lets out a shuddering breath, meeting your glassy gaze and your cherry red pout. you want more, and he would be a fool in every sense, in every universe if he said didn’t want more of you too.
you’re his sweet girl, he moans into your mouth while his thumbs hook into the waistband of your panties and your hips arch, allowing him to pull them down your legs that you return to their spread position. you shiver at the air against your pussy, taking your lovers wrist in your grasp to lap at his fingertips, wordlessly moving his hand down to your hot and wet hole to prod at with his now saliva coated fingers. Idia curses under his breath and presses his fingers flat against your clit and rubs the prettiest and most precise little half moons that bring stars to your eyes and a heated flush to your skin while you whimper and keen at his touch.
“Need you so bad…” he says your name quietly with a clenched jaw, “need you to use me…” Idia licks his lips and presses his forehead into the crook of your neck, still endlessly rubbing your throbbing little nub until all thoughts in your pretty head are reduced to Idia and his cock, his fingers, his sharp toothed kisses that nip and claim, the sound of his voice saying your name.
you nod at his request, lifting your ass off his lap in order for him to pull his cock from his sweats. it bobs so heavy between his legs, a leaky tip that dribbles almost pitifully onto his pants, emanating a heat that makes you clench with need before he can even line himself up with your hole. you hiss when his tip pops into you, the stretch already delicious and driving you both to delirium. you lean yourself back and start to roll your hips, your hand covering Idia’s as you help him inch by inch stuff your pussy with his length. Idia moans, loudly when he’s fully buried in you - the unabashed noise he makes sending goosebumps crawling across your spine, and you catch your breath against his chest for a moment. he allows you a short pause, returning to rubbing your clit, pinching it while your bottom lip trembles as you start to bounce on his dick.
“Yessss, fuck fuck fuck….making me feel good…” he gasps, keeping his chin hooked over your shoulder for the show. your hips jerk and your hand grasps his wrist and he only presses at your clit harder. you feel the sharp edges of his teeth on the delicate skin of your neck and he bites down as if to keep himself grounded at the feeling of your pussy swallowing his length over and over. your juices messily slicking out to dribble down his balls and even to wet the space of the seat under his ass.
it’s a lewd sight, your head thrown back and riding your pretty boyfriend in his chair, anime forgotten and moaning in a harmony only meant for you both to hear. he grunts, thrusting up into you to meet your gyrating hips until your legs shake and nails are sunk into the pale skin of his forearm as you cum with a shout of Idia’s name, you feel yourself squirt, and liquid coats his hand as you wail and blush in blissed out embarrassment. He hisses, voice raising in pitch when he moves his fingers from your sloppy, buzzing clit to grip your hips and yank you down onto his cock where he uses you like you used him - desperately reaching his orgasm.
and when he cums, he lets out the lowest most debauched groan, pitiful and pornographic. you feel his cock lurch deep within your walls, milky white seeping out to bring further filth to the spaces between your bodies. he shivers, and you meet his flushed face, eyes hazy and a naughty grin that reminds you that even though Idia is quite shy and introverted -
he is insatiable, and will get what he wants.
Malleus laughs, softly and with mirth as he looks up at you longingly. your arms thrown around his neck while you sweetly rub your precious pussy against his clothed cock. he looks at you like one would a masterpiece, and you are, pools of vivid glowing green never leaving your fully nude form as you work yourself up in his hold. the fae is fully dressed, save for the collar of his uniform gone for you to kiss and suckle at his neck while he whispers praises of true love and deep affection in your ear. he may be a prince, a being of great magic but oh when your lips are on his body and your tiny mewls of bliss reach his ears, he is but only a fae in love. and he selfishly wants to stay this way always.
nails scrape gently across your nipples, palms feeling the weight of your tits while your glossy lips mold themselves with Malleus’s soft ones, he inhales your every breath as if he were trying to steal it for himself from where he lays below you. every sugared sigh of yours leaving his cock growing ever harder and ever more desperate to plunge into you. his pupils seem to grow into slits, predatory and feral at how your dewy skin shines in the low light of his bedroom. Malleus moans softly, feeling your clit catch itself against his fat tip through his pants and you squeak, allowing your hips to bounce themselves against that same spot with fervent determination.
his hands grip your hips, stilling your desperate movements. you blink down at him, biting down on your bottom lip while your lover cups your cheek with a cool hand. he wraps an arm around your waist until your tits are squished against his chest and you swear you hear a soft growl in the back of his throat while he gazes at you from below.
“I need to be inside you, my love.” he rasps with a dangerous edge, dragging his lips across your cheekbone and you whimper softly while his hands trace the curves of your body as you hover over him. your ass arched in the air, tits hanging just above his face, Malleus reaches between your bodies to finally remove some of his clothing - his belt and pants undone and pulled down just enough for his impressive cock to spring out and hit you in the bellybutton. it stands tall, reminding you that when you take him he’ll be deep, nestled snugly in your pussy and you throb at the thought, reaching to grasp his shaft though you can barely wrap your hand around it.
You sit back on your haunches, stroking your lover while he pants, the thick black strands of his hair stuck to his neck in a cold sweat, his throat bobs when you position yourself above him, sliding his tip along your sopping slit until it takes and you can finally begin to push yourself down on him. you gasp like a plea, shuddering at how heavy he already feels in you, the pressure of his hardness scraping your walls as your legs shake. It seems like it takes ages, the petals of your pussy opening and accommodating his draconian cock, all veins and a leaky, pulsing tip that longs to nestle itself deeper till you feel him in your tummy.
Malleus takes your hands in his, lacing his fingers with yours, squeezing them delicately. you use the grip he has on your hands as leverage, moving yourself up and down his shaft. your tits heave, lashes fluttering while you find a steady rhythm to fuck yourself on his cock, Malleus releases a shuddering groan, watching your pussy cream around his length and leaving the tacky, milky ring of arousal on the base of him to web to his pubic hair. it’s despicable, the way the prince bucks his hips experimentally to hear you squeal, to see your body jerk and your jaw drop. he’s big, thick, big balls snug against your ass.
“You can do it, you can take me how you want me yes?” he drawls, voice shaky yet still laced with a loving teasing tone. You nod, whimpering while you squeeze his hands back and roll your hips, this time faster and with the sounds of wet skin slapping skin, smattering your juices against his thighs as you grow more and more desperate for release. Malleus groans beneath you, head thrown back into the mattress while you start to cry out, there’s a pitiful whimper of his name at the way your clit grinds and slides against his sharp pelvis. you let go of his hands finally, and press them against his chest while your ass bounces down against his cock.
your nails slide up and grab at his shoulders while you tremble, cursing at how your pussy tightens and pulses hard around him as you cum, his tip punching at the tender spot inside you until you feel tears dot your lashes. he feels so good and your thighs burn as you get lost in your own bliss, Malleus then takes the initiative to grip your ass and moves you like a doll, fucking into you with heavy panting breaths until he presses himself in so deep you fear how your body can even take it. you feel the pulsing of his cock, your pussy milking him within your gooey insides as he spills his seed with a groaning clench of his jaw.
He fills you up, and you take it all every time. Just as you’re meant to. He belongs to you and you to him, after all.
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lair-of-asmodeus · 9 months
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Imagining...
Imagining Idia groping you from behind while a vibrator he made just for you is inside your pretty little hole... It hits all the right spots... It feels so good, tears form at the corner of your eyes... You call out his name.
“Idia..~”
And he bites you again. Leaving a hickey behind, then licking it to ease the pain...
Speaking of which, your neck and shoulders are littered with them. You like them though. But you do get a bit impatient, wanting him inside now. You eagerly wiggle your hips against his crotch.
“I want you...”
“I... want you too...” He says to you, and he kisses the marks he left.
You like his touches though. They make your heart flutter.
He slowly takes out the vibrator only to stick the real deal in. You bite your lips and mewl. Turns out, he is halfway there.
“I love you... (Y/N)-shi...”
And you feel him push it in, making you moan in response. Thank the Gods above, the walls of his room are soundproof. He wouldn’t want his favorite person’s moans to be heard outside otherwise...
You feel him move his hips. Pulling back then pushing them in. He gradually increases his pace as you moan louder.
By the time you reach your limit, he is fucking your hole faster. Your eyes roll back with ecstasy, but your moans turn to silent cries. You moan his name as if it’s the only word you know. He holds your hips firmly and gives you one last, strong, thrust. And he finishes inside of you, filling you with his warm seed. His arms go around your waist and he hugs you.
“I love you... so damn much... (Y/N)...” He whispers tiredly and lays down with you. Both of you end up falling asleep.
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dolliehina · 14 days
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Oohhh you wanna write desperate clingy idia in bed so bad oooohhhhh🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀
Hypnotism has worked successfully IG, I'm such a whore for Idia
Anyways
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Clingy!Idia who gets jealous way too easily. The way you bat your pretty eyes, pout your pretty lips, and wear your tight shirt around school- He'd fuck you in front of the whole class if he wasn't so scared of people lol
Clingy!Idia who can't stand to be in class without you whenever Ortho forces him to go to class. He's so nervous about being around these people, please give him a handjob during class to comfort him :(
Clingy!Idia who finally after a long day of being in school gets to have you all to himself. He can't stand how the other boys look at you, he should really punish you for drawing so much attention. Luckily he a special vibrator just for you, and he'll be controlling it at all times!!
Clingy!Idia who humps and fingers you all afternoon in his room as he's playing games, making you ride his cock as you sit on his lap so he can hold you close because he loves you so much :(
Clingy!Idia who degrades you as you suck his pathetic hard dick after teasing him all day, making him jealous and clingy, calling you a whore while cumming on your face to remind you that you're his.
Clingy!Idia who cums inside you, filling you up and breeding you as he holds you close and fucks you hard, letting you cry in his shoulder as he holds you to his chest, telling you how much he loves you and how he never wants you to leave.
Clingy!Idia who gives the most loving aftercare, pampering you in cuddles, affection, and cleans you up. He even puts on your favorite anime and has a two player game for you two to play as you snuggle. He loves you so much and he wants to be close to you, especially after you were so good for him.
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kisses4lao · 10 months
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Guess who's suffering from writers block!!! No but fr I wanna write SO BAD but I just can't 😭😭 so take some twst pp hcs until I decide to work on commissions again
Not proofread idc shank me
♧CW!!! Fem reader! twst dick hcs duh, every NRC student EXCLUDING ortho, might have some other hcs too
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Riddle:
Its... cute? Idk how to explain it
He is VERY sensitive
5.5 inches
Slight curve downward
The tip is a really deep red
Cum is watery, tastes like rosewater(this is a fantasy world i can make cum taste like anything i want)
Balls aren't all that heavy, very soft and squishy tho
Likes rimming. No further comments
Trey:
EEK MY BOY
I'm gonna try not to be biased
Hes BIG tho
I know you've seen him. Let's be honest, we all know he's PACKING
So I'm gonna say a solid 7-8 inches with a nice amount of girth
No curve, but very veiny
Heavy balls. Like, HEAVY. Bros got a whole bakery in there
Soft pink tip
Cum is the normal consistency, he takes care of himself
If you're sucking him off he'll change the flavor of his cock and his cum to whatever you want (thank god for doodle suit)
Cater:
Easy 7 inches
Not too sensitive, it takes a while for him to cum
His cum is pretty thick, its all the spicy ramen he eats
Curve upward, huge thick vein going from his balls to the tip
Cum tastes salty, but not overwhelming
Will have his clones fuck you silly
Deuce:
Another small boy
I'll say 6 inches, no curve
Hes sensitive too, but not as much as riddle
He really like getting his balls sucked more than his cock itself
Cum is watery too, but it tastes good
Like sweet in a way
Tip is a light blue dont ask why
Ace:
Another small boy 😭
He is CLUELESS
Poor man is a one pump chump
5.6 inches, curve to the left
SENSETIVE. pussy got this boy on his knees
Balls squishy, balls soft?
Yes to both
His rip is red, like a blush red
Azul:
A good 6ish inches with a curve downward
Not as sensitive as you may think
I think it would be funny if the bottom of his cock had like little suckers or some shit
Tip is dark purple and he has some veins, not many tho
Heavy balls, no squish :(
Cum is thick and black bc octopus
Tastes like what watered down hand sanitizer smells like
Jade:
😨
Its slimy.
No further comment on that
No but its like wet, a lot
So is floyds but we aren't there yet
Its like lube 🥺
Okay but he's LONG
8.5 AT LEAST
He also enjoys rimming
Tip is dark cyan
Cum is slimy too
Add some borax water and sell it on etsy
Floyd:
Basically the same as Jade
Hes smaller tho
Hes 6 inches but has SO much girth
His cum is more watery than slimy and the tip is a light blue
Lots of veins too
Kalim:
6 inches
So sensitive
He begs.
Loves blow jobs but would NEVER ask for them
Heavy soft balls
A dark brown tip and there's lil red swirlies
Cum is thick
Tastes like coconut toothpaste
Jamil:
mmmmmmmmMMMMMMM
BIG
So big
Destroy me PLEASE
7.8 inches and a big curve upwards
Likes fingers in his ass, just like Kanye west
Doesn't like blow jobs he cums too quick :(
Gets overstimulated easily and when he does hes highly submissive
Cum a lil thick (its all the curry he eats)
Its yummy tho
Tastes salty and a lil sweet
Like a pretzel
Tip is a redish-brownish
Vil:
Hes a very odd case
Hes big, dont get me wrong
But mans does NOT have sex 😭
He complains it ruins his makeup
7.4 inches with a few veins
Oh yeah hes unclipped too idk why but he is
Tip is a pinky purple color
Balls got some weight, they're not sensitive
Rook:
Hes an even weirder case
Hes very big but almost NEVER penetrates you
Hed much rather be in between your legs for hours on end
Making you cum on his face gives him so much pleasure
He doesn't touch himself either
When he's eating you out he has one hand thrusting fingers into your pussy, the other hand thrusting fingers into your ass(hes an ass man I know he is) while he sucks on your clit the whole time
He cums on the sheets whenever you do bc he knows how good you feel
Hes 8.5 inches with a curve down, large vein going upward
A creme colored tip
Cum normal consistency, you don't know what it tastes like because he never let's you suck him off :(
Epel:
Small boy
Whimpers
A lot
Hes 6 inches with a curve to the left
Light purple tip bc I said so
Light balls, but no squish :(
Cum is watery and tastes like lavender oil
Idia:
Oh god
Contrary to popular belief he has a lot of stamina
He doesn't have ANY experience tho
Played a lot of hentai games but thats the extent of his experience
I think it would be really funny if instead of whispering dirty talk or praise during sex he tells you the fnaf lore
Like he'll be blowing your back out and he'll just be like "so the crying child was actually william aftons son-" and then he cums
After hes done and doing aftercare he'll quiz you on the fnaf lore
If you get any of the questions wrong he'll fuck you until you can't walk as a punishment
If you get them all right he'll eat you out for hours until you also can't walk
Win win honestly
8 inches
TIP IS BLUUUEEEEEE
Cum is thick and salty, he doesn't take care of himself
Heavy, HEAVY balls. Very sensitive
He loves blow jobs too
Leona:
8.8 inches, but if we're being real to how ACTUAL lion anatomy is hes closer to 3 inches but yall aren't ready for that convo
Not sensitive at all, it takes so long for him to cum
But when he does hes so sweet, whispering praise after praise to you and lots of kisses
Cum is normal consistency, a lil on the thicker end
Its a bit bitter with a sweet aftertaste
Hes also unclipped and I will not elaborate
Idk if lions have them but if they do then he has a knot, not as big as jacks tho
Heavy balls, they're sensitive
Brown tip, like, dark brown tip
Ruggie:
7ish inches with a curve down
Also likes eating you out
Doesn't like having his balls touched
They're cute and squishy tho
Cum is also thick and doesn't taste like anything
Tip is a light brown and has a vein going through it
Jack:
8 inches.
Has a huge knot. Physically cannot pull out when it comes to it
Cum tastes like strawberries
Doesn't let you suck him off often bc he doesn't wanna knot in your mouth
Also gets pleasure from eating you out
Tip is grey and sensitive
Malleus:
Hes also like rook in the way he'd eat you out for hours if you'd let him
But he does penetrate you
Our big dragon boy loves the feeling of being inside your tight cunt
Will probably cum if you praise him
He has 2.
One on top one on the bottom
The one on top is longer, 9 inches while the one on the bottom is 7ish, the bottom one is a lot thicker tho
He'll be so slow easing them in and almost never goes fast when it comes to sex
He sees it as love making
They both have a black tip and the cum is normal consistency, tastes like... eggs? Hardboiled don't ask
Oh yeah his cum glows in the dark
Lilia:
Idc what you guys say this man is SO EXPERIENCED
He knows how to have sex properly and can make you cum in seconds if he feels like it
7 inches, his dick is where all his height went
Because he's so experienced he doesn't cum easily
PINK TIP PINK TIP
His cum is normal consistency, a little watery maybe
Tastes like citrus
Silver:
Loves when you ride him
Likes missionary too tho
7 inches too
His tip is grey
Very sensitive and gets overstimulated easily
Hes also just very submissive in general
Cum is watery and tastes like what a new car smells like
Sebek:
LOUD
SO LOUD
CANT TAKE THIS BITCH ANYWHERE
Cries during sex
Loves when you pull his hair
Does he have horns? If he does they're very sensitive
Cums if you touch them
Hes a crocodile right
Nah he has horns
8 inches no other comments
GREEN TIP
Cum is thick and bitter
We love him tho
Balls squishy
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A/n: im so fuckibg tired god help me
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xx-lemon-drop-xx · 8 months
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Dorm leader making female reader squirt 😳
Please
Sorry this took so long to come out and thank you for the request, and I only do 18+ characters, so only a handful of the dorm leaders are in here.
Warnings: Degradation (Slut, whore etc), fingering (Vil) oral (Fem receiving- Idia), praise, two cocks (Malleus), Dacryphilia, biting, Nipple play, squirting, female reader.
Request: Yes
Words: 1,767
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Leona Kingscholar
Leona is very hard on overstimulation. If he's not hitting the right place to make you squirt he'll take the time to learn when he's in the mood at least.
Whispers in your ear while you're under him whining on his cock. Mostly a mixture of degradation and praise though sometimes he'll comment on how pretty you look all messy under him like this.
He usually has sleepy lazy sex though when he's in the mood his ramming into you like a pogostick.
Making you cry is his daily mission. It turns him on even more. Definitely the type to lick up your tears while he's overstimulating you.
When you squirt once Leona has to make you squirt on him again. You can hold out just a few more rounds, can't you?
His breath puffed over your ear, hands roaming your bare body and hands ghosting over your breast to tweak your perky nipples. Leona's teeth were cold against your neck as his hips snapped up against yours again, a throaty growl reverberating through his throat as your walls squeezed around his twitching cock.
His tongue slipped over your cheek collecting your tears as your back arched up off the bed, an eager fucked out whine clawing it's way from your throat that had him chuckling. "Such a pretty whore for me," He mumbled against your feverish skin, teeth scraping against your pulse point.
"Gonna cum again? I can feel you squeezin' around me so hard don't deny it."
He picked up the pace, rejoicing in the moans that tumbled from your bruised lips and your flushed body under him. His tail swatted back and forth behind him, lips wrapping around one of your nipples and tongue flicking over it. Leona's hand snuck down in between your legs, finding and flicking at your clit.
His cock scraped deliciously against your g-spot with every thrust, the combination of his cock and his fingers against your clit made your body tensing and your eyes pathetically rolling to the back of your head.
"Cum." He commanded, sending you over the edge. Clear liquid sprayed out of your overstimulated body, forcing his cock out. Leona kept stimulating your clit with his fingers, looking down to see the last few spurts of your release wetten the sheets.
"There's my pretty girl.." He whispered, nipping your ear and realigning himself with you. "You didn't think we were over yet, did you? Come on, let me make you squirt on me again."
Vil Schoenheit
Doesn't really like the mess that comes with you squirting but he's well aware some people can't help it and in the moment it's hot when he makes you squirt.
He likes it when he makes you squirt on his fingers. It proves that he doesn't need his cock to make you feel good.
His words are whispered with praise and how pretty you are. He doesn't leave many bites or hickeys but me makes sure to press kisses against every part of your beautiful body, head to toe.
When he makes you squirt once that's enough. He doesn't want you to feel pain from being overstimulated nor does he want to make you cry from overstimulation either.
He makes sure to pamper you after, too. A warm bath after your sweat filled night and a massage if you'd like. Vil wants you to feel nice and relaxed, not tense after your night of pleasure.
"Shh.." He shushes you, lips leaving hot wet open mouthed kisses all over your neck and starting down your cleavage. Vils fingers were sliding in and out of your dripping heat with ease, curling up against your walls. He smiled against the skin of your shoulder, sucking a soft small hickey against your collarbone.
"Stay still, darling." He commanded of you, fingers curling up against your g-spot and thumb rolling quickly against your clit as you quivered under him, soft whines and pleads falling from your red lips.
Vil loved seeing you like this under him, all flushed and whiny from pleasure. Eyes rolling and hips grinding upwards against his hand in world spinning pleasure. He pressed a gentle kiss against your perky nipple, tongue dragging against it for a moment before he continued down your body, enjoying the twitching your body did underneath his touch.
Vil could feel your walls fluttering around his fingers, and he slowly pressed a third into your pretty pussy, stretching you apart. "Good girl.." He praised again at your moan of pleasure, "You going to cum?" His blond hair was sweaty and stuck to his head, his fingers rocking quicker inside of you.
"Cum for me, pretty." He mumbled against the soft hot skin of your stomach, his thumb teasing your clit a little faster. "Go on, sweetheart." His encouragement had you coming undone faster, unraveling around his fingers. He rode out your orgasm as you squirted, his free hand helping to support your body as you squirmed around on the bed.
He let you breath for a minute, continuing to press gentle kisses against your skin. "I'm going to go draw a bath, stay here." He wiped your sweaty hair away from your forehead, planting a kiss on it before leaving the room.
Idia Shroud
This man lives on making you squirt. When Idia is in the mood he's quite the pervert, as you would probably have imagined. The first few times he was shy, but the more he got to know your body the more confident he became. He degrades quite a bit.
His favorite place is being between your legs, sucking and nibbling at your clit and ravishing your body completely. He likes to leave you whiny and begging for more, too incomprehensible to do anything else.
He likes the mess. Please drench his face. If you can take it, he would make you squirt three maybe even four times straight.
Afterwards he's likely to just cuddle with you. You guys can both wash up in the morning. He's tired and wants to cuddle and play video games with you.
Of course he will get up for stuff you need if you want him too. It's the least he could do.
"Gonna cum again you slut?" He groaned against your thigh, his tongue continuing to lap eagerly at your core, driving you mad. His hands held down on your thighs, squeezing and pulling you closer to his face as he continued to ravish you, tongue slipping through your slit and rolling circles against your clit.
He smirked at the way you couldn't answer him. Only moan and writhe above him like the whore you are. He liked when you showed off that side of yourself. When he pushed you higher than cloud nine and all you could do was grind against him and cry out for more.
He felt your liquids drench his face, running down his jaw and chin as he lifted his head, looking at you while licking your juice off his lips, your orgasm had left a wet sheen on his face. "Wow, look at that mess you made. You really just couldn't wait, could you? Tell me how much of a whore you are." He said, a large prideful grin stretched across his face.
"I'm waiting." He tapped his finger against your clit, feigning impatience and eying the way your body twitched and bucked under the slightest of his touches. "Say it." He answered. "I'm a whore!" You whined out, India's eyes gleaming and narrowing. "For who?"
His fingers ran through your slit, feeling the way your cunt twitched against his fingers. "F-For you! Idia please!" He grinned, before his head disappeared between your legs again.
"Be patient. You'll get my cock later."
Malleus Draconia
He's probably the king of overstimulation without even meaning to overstimulate you. He's a dragon fae, everything is far bigger down there than a normal human.
He also likes ravishing you with his cocks, he's very pleased if you can take both of them.
He does leave marks and love bites all over your body. He leaves no spot untouched. Malleus instincts tell him to claim you so he's marking you up head to toe. Mainly around the neck and chest Area, but he also likes biting at your thighs.
He doesn't actually know what squirting is, but the first time you do it he's absolutely feral. He doesn't want you leaving the bed until you squirt again. He's a needy man, you'll do it just a few more times for him, won't you?
His canines sunk into your shoulder blade, Malleus hips rocking against your own and a growl rumbling through his chest. For sounding so rough he was gentle with your body, his hands soothing over the areas he'd previously marked up. His lips found yours, long tongue slipping into your mouth and mapping out the area for the hundredth time.
He drank in your moans of lust, letting your body grind and buck up against his with soft purrs. Malleus gladly let you hold onto his horns while he went down on you, his cocks stretching you out so wonderfully it was almost painful.
His hands slid over the bump in your lower belly where his cocks bulged from, groaning out against your lips, only pulling away to press and pepper kisses down your cleavage. "You are tightening right up around me, darling. Will you be finishing soon?"
He murmured against your skin, words wrapped in silk as he chuckled at your warbled moans and frantic nodding. He felt your back arch up, hips grinding up against his in need. "Calm, darling. Let me do the work." He said against your skin, speeding up his pace. Your head fell back, and he shivered at the cries falling from your bruised and bitten lips.
He stopped suddenly when he felt clear liquid spray out, and groaned at the way your walls squeezed against him. His hips stuttered before grinding up against your needy hole, riding out your orgasm. He laughed, looking down at the mess you'd become and tapping your clit a few times.
"Do you think you could do that for me again, love?" He'd asked, pressing soft kisses against your flushed tear stained face.
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𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙎𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙉. 𝘾𝙊𝙎𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙔
#idia shroud x fem!reader : you catch idia in cosplay as his favorite idol recently, and decide that since he’s an idol, he should show you just how thankful he is for his fan’s support.
mdni. cws: adult content, cosplay, (idia) crossdressing, (idia) top reader, roleplay, cunnilingus, cum swallowing, hand job, hair pulling, begging, degradation, nipple play, slight humiliation kink, (idia) dacryphilia. more under the cut. nav. kinktober m.list.
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humiliation and mortification wash over idia’s body and overwhelms his senses the second he hears the door click shut, your figure into the corner of his eye watching you lock the door, hips swaying as you walk past him and take a seat on his bed, crossing one leg over the other as your arms are crossed, snorting at his state as you give him a smile, making his face flush a furious red. “don’t mind me, dia. please, continue the show.” you tell him, snickering at how embarrassed he were to be caught in cosplay, dressing like one of his favorite characters from an idol anime recently, a cute pink dress with frills that hit the floor, but the skirt itself were short and tight. you could see his life flash before his eyes as he stuttered trying to take it off and make any excuse, but you refused to listen.
“I never said you could take it off. be a good idol and put on a show for your loyal fan, unless you want me to drop you that is.” you weren’t sure much of any idol terminology, but you’d seen idia fawn over his idols and idols in anime, knowing something about how important fans are. it didn’t hurt to play with him a little bit, you knew he cosplayed and had some self admitted weird hobbies, but this wasn’t anything that deterred you from loving him, yet you couldn’t help the desire to tease him red. you watch as he looks like a fish out of water, wanting to change but feeling his cock twitch at your commanding tone and condescending attitude, enjoying the roleplay as you snap your fingers ordering him to give you a classic idol pose and phrase.
“y..your hearts will be mine, i’m your number one idol!” he says, stuttering a part of him feeling like crying but his cock was getting hard as he watched you lick your lips, the gaze of a predator finding their prey, and you were going to toy with your meal. you snap your fingers and silently order him closer with the motions of your fingers, watching him shuffle as he looked at you, his cock oozing with precum underneath his boxers as he looked at your face, whimpering. “shouldn’t idols treat their fans better, for all their support? do it again, and make sure to thank me sincerely.” you instruct, tapping your heel against the ground waiting as he says the phrase again, but this time adding a thank you. you decide it’s not sincere enough, making him say it repeatedly until he finally says it in a way you like, looking at his ragged breath and humiliated face.
“please, continue supporting me!” he says louder than intended, breathing heavily as you clap for him, smiling as you motion for him to come closer, gripping at his dress collar and tugging him to be face to face. “perfect, but why don’t you show your sincerity by getting onto your knees and showing me just how thankful you really are for your fan with actions, now.” it wasn’t a suggestion, that was clearly an order. gulping, he whimpered but got on his knees in front of you anyways, swallowing thickly. his cock throbbed, he was sure you knew the effect this had on him as you used his hair as a leash, tugging it as you waited. with shaky breath, he opens his lips to thank you again, but your hand tugs his hair straight to your crotch, lifting your own skirt and letting him get a good view of your panties as he got the hint, sharp teeth pulling at your panties as you help him remove them, his tongue darting out and lapping at your slick. he was being utterly humiliated by you yet he loved it, losing his sense of mind as his tongue dived deeper between your folds, lapping it all up and groaning as you tugged at his hair, the pain making him moan into your cunt as he pushed himself all the way against you.
your thighs wrap around his head, squishing him between as he hungrily lapped at your cunt, eyes watery as you smile, letting out a soft moan while holding his head down, “what a good slut of an idol you are. you’re nothing without your fans, so make sure to remember that as you fuck me.” you tell him as a shiver runs down his spine, tongue delving deeper as you shudder, gripping him tight as you feel your cunt clenching, spasming and trapping him there to drink all your cum up as you orgasmed, moaning out his name as you yank his head away to see his face, body hot at seeing his tears and lustful stare with his embarrassment still evident, yet being overpowered by his desire to listen and pleasure you like a good slut. your thumb runs over his glossy cheeks, gathering his tears between your finger and licking it up, giggling as you yank his hair, “up.” you order next.
he gets off his knees which did hurt, but didn’t say anything as you push him onto the bed, getting on top of him as you lift his skirt up slightly and pull down his soaked boxers, fingertips grazing his cock tip oozing out. “aw, look at my little idol acting like a horny slut. this makes me so happy, knowing you really do love your fans enough to act like a bitch in heat.” you degrade, a moan escaping past his lips as he looks up at you, breathing hard as you tug on his cock, jerking it slightly between your fingers before pulling away, licking your fingers and watching him, a sweating mess as he knew what to do if he wanted anything else, hips jerking up as his fingers dug into his bedsheets, losing himself in the shame of his actions and desire. “please, fuck me!” he begs you aloud, crying your name as he were sensitive and desperate, wanting to feel your hands on him once again jerking him off. happy by his begs, fingers dived back down and begun stroking his cock. you contemplated, but decided he was already lubed up enough for a handjob, not anything else, stroking and rubbing his cock to the base as you feel him cum all over your fingers, pushing the sticky coated fingers of your’s into his mouth and making him suck you clean.
“my slutty idol, oh how i love you.” you said, licking your lips. you pull down his dress slightly revealing his pink nipples as you pinch them between your saliva coated fingers, making him watch as you hover over his dick but not push it in, grazing his tip in as you lean over and suck on his nipple, hearing him mewl out and gasp in pleasure, sucking down as you see more tears form at the corner of his eyes from an overload, too sensitive from the very start. his nails were sharp enough to rip the sheets as he rolled his head back, jaw agape feeling you tug and toy with his nipples, loudly suckling on them and leaving marks against his chest finally sinking down on his cock while degrading him, cooing about how an idol should watch and enjoy the attention they’re getting. “angh!” he moaned as you sank all the way in and started bouncing on his cock, trying to see you above him as he huffed, drool slipping past his lips.
“you’re enjoying this, aren’t you just the sluttiest idol there is dia? no worries though, i’ll make sure to fuck you stupid.” you smile and giggle, body hot and bothered as you bounce on his cock rough and fast, hands on his chest as you continue tweezing and toying with his nipples, hearing the bed creak under you as your name falls from his lips with a mixture of thank yous sprinkled throughout. sweat consumed both your bodies, lips crashing against his while ramming into him, coating the two of your mouths with each other’s saliva as your cunt tightens and clenches around his cock, “you’re going to feel your fan’s adoration in a second..” you moaned, cumming and spasming all over his cock as you briefly struggled to hoist yourself up, panting but riding out your own high as you feel his orgasm build up, cock throbbing and shooting globs of hot cum right up your cunt, filling you up as his eyes shut and hands grab at a pillow, burying his face right into the plush object. giggling, you continue on going, deciding to show your love for your favorite idol as long as your body could handle.
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tagging: @candlewitch-cryptic, @witherfag. this is poorly written dom reader i’m hiding now this is the last dom for kinktober time to embrace bottoming, let me out. don’t talk to me if you disliked this because it’s a mutual thing and mentioning so will humiliate me and not in the way idia enjoys.
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love0bssesed · 11 months
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Submissive TWST dormhead scenarios with a fem reader with a mommy kink!
(Mommy Kink for reader, very much nsfw under the cut)
This is one of your only chances you get to see Leona and Vil as a sub, take it in and enjoy it. The next part will be the Vice dorm heads then the first years. I will also do a male version with a daddy kink then another non or just other gender with a master kink.
Riddle:
"A-ah!~ M-my c-c-o..oh fuck, my cock is.."
"Leaking through your pants? Poor baby, all mommy did was give you some praises, and take off your shirt, marking you everywhere,..and you're already cumming, tonight is gonna be sooo much fun baby boy~♡"
"M-mommy..?"
"Fuck..you're gonna make me cum Riddle, yes..are you not comfortable with calling me-"
"M-mommy..mommy please..please f-fuck me.."
"*chuckles* As you wish my sweet boy~♡"
Azul:
"You like that Azul?~♡ Love when I shove my fingers deep inside that little cute tight ass of yours?~♡"
"M-mommy..Can't take it..s'too much..too fucking good..~"
"I'm so glad we discussed our kinks beforehand, hehe~♡"
Vil:
"Mommy...mommy..~"
"That's it..you can take it..let. it go all the way in and right back out..and back..in!~♡"
"F-fuck yeah..t-thats the spot..that's the spot...mommy..please..right there, right there mommy, go faster..please.."
Leona:
"F-fuck!~ Herbivore you're gonna fucking regrets this~ HAH!~ W-what the actual fucking hell are you doing to my ass?!~"
"Herbivore isn't here. Now Leona. PLEASE stop getting on my nerves and MAYBE I will let you cum.~♡"
"No! Never in your life will you hear me call you- FUCK, MOMMY!~"
You shoved it inside of Leona, not giving him enough time to adjust.
"F-fuck!~ I'm sorry mommy, I'm so fucking sorry, just please slow down!~"
"Nah, I don't think I will~♡"
Kalim:
"Call you mommy..?"
"Yes!! I promise to make you cum..and make you feel sooo good allll night long Kalim, all you have to do is call me that the whole night"
"Y-yes mommy, just wanna feel you inside, fill me up with cum and let me squirt until I'm a whimpering cumming mess.."
"Of course my sultan..~♡"
Idia:
"F-fuck!~ Yes mommy, hit right there, I'm gonna fucking cum!!~"
"Such a sluttly kinky boy you are Idia~♡"
"O-only for you mommy~ Only for you!!~"
"Good boy Idia~♡"
Malleus:
"M-mommy..please~"
"Since when did you know I have a mommy kink baby boy?~♡"
"Must know everything about you, t'make you feel so so so fucking good mommy~"
"Aww, and what a good boy you are for that!~♡ I will be make sure to use and make you feel good allll night My King~♡"
I need more sub twst..
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angelltheninth · 4 months
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Hi, same person who requested TWST men going feral to destress 👀
Idia with some cockwarming headcanons
Cockwarming the warm man himself. Is that double warmth?
Pairing: Idia Shroud x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, studying, cockwarming, biting, neck kissing, distractions
A/N: I know quite a few of my followers love Idia a lot so this will be a treat for them.
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Its one of the only ways to convince him to study
His cock isn't even hard when he slides it in, it only becomes hard because neither of you can stay still
You're the one holding the book while Idia tries to read it out loud but his voice keeps hitching, each word stopping short of being complete as you tighten around him
He tries to still you by hugging you closer but in doing so only makes your pussy flutter around him again
Already knowing biting doesn't work, it would do the opposite of calming you actually, he tries it anyway
Maybe if you both get this out of your systems you'll be able to focus
His sharp teeth nibble on your neck, each one making you whimper his name, and almost dropping the book when you feel a real bite
Coming did not help either of you, it made things so much worse
Idia couldn't control his flames, they swirled around the two of you, burring the notebook in the process
With that little distraction gone you could focus on what you really wanted: each other
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twsted-time · 1 year
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Overblot bois vs dirty songs
How will the overblot bois react to their girlfriend listening (and dancing to dirty songs from her world.
CW: face fucking on Leona’s part. Established relationships. Mention of malleus having two cocks
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Riddle:
Song: hips don’t lie
Face turns red immediately
You can’t tell if his embarrassed or angry
Collars you for being immoral (if you are in public)
If not he just scolds you for listening to such things.
Would forbid you to listen to them again.
“W-Why are you listening to something like that!?” He stuttered. “It’s a song from my world.” You whined. “A-Are all songs from your world this… dirty…” he trailed off. You shook your head. “No but there are worse out there.”
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Leona
Song:MONTERO
Wonders why you woke him up.
When he sees how you are dancing to the song as well as listening to the lyrics he decides to just watch you.
Till you make a motion to the lyrics “Shot a child in your mouth while I’m riding”
Suddenly you don’t even to get finish the song as you are pushed to your knees with Leona infront of you.
You can barely breathe with the rough pass Leona had set thrusting into your throat. “Hah.. if you wanted to swallow my cum herbivore. You could hav said so. “ he panted out as his hands gripped your hair.
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Azul:
Song: Daisy (don’t ask I wanna save some of the others for later)
Is appalled by how vulgar the song starts.
Then is also a bit put off by. How much the song curses.
Till it starts “I’m crazy but you like that. I bite back, daisies on your night stand”
He can’t help but watch how your hips move.
Is very glad you two are the only ones in the vip room
“My pearl must you move like that?” He asked trying not to look up at you by fake focusing on his contracts. You smile and wink at him before just continuing to dance. Managing to catch his gaze every now and then with a huge blush on his face.
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Jamil
Song: candy shop
Is horrified at first
But his eyes can’t help but drift to your hips
Kinda realize the lyrics aren’t about candy
Try not to get too sexual with the song.
Right as you bend over hand over your pussy when the female voice goes ‘keep going till you hit the spot’ you feel his hand on your back. “My desert flower… I would very much appreciate it if you didn’t do that. You try to stand up but his hand is pushing on your back. “Jamil…” you could hear him groan a bit. Then you knew you were in for a long night.
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Vil
Song: unholy
Shakes his head.
Can’t help but watch you through the mirror of his vanity.
Curses under his breath in German tho mostly can hide how you are effecting him.
Till you drop down and back up hands lifting up your hair. Fluffing up and push out your hips.
You find yourself pinned to his bed. “V-Vil?” You call out his name. “Du bist ein ungezogenes Mädchen... hoffen wir, dass deine Beine halten können” your lover spoke in his native tongue. Your eyes widened as he said. You knew exactly what you were in for that night.
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Idia
Song: S&M
He was trying to play his game why must you distract him.
His hair turning pink gave him away to tell you what you wer doing was working.
Had to turn his mic off.
Ultimately ended up losing turning his chair around right on time to see you bent over ass facing him as you slowly begain to rise up.
Idia got up from. Having an unknown burst of what you could could call. Brat taming energy. Suddenly getting knocked off your feet with your usually shy boyfriend on top of you. “Y/N… I hope you are prepared to face the consequences for making me lose that match.” The night was filled with edging and overstimulation. Crying out that it was too much, but him telling you that you could take it.
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Malleus
Song: spiritual healing
When he first hears the name he doesn’t think much I’ve it.
When the real song starts he looks confused then he watches your movements.
At “the way she suck my soul I need some spiritual healing.” He watched how your hips moved.
Malleus placed his hands on your hips and you could feel his hard cocks against your thigh. “Child of man. You should know better then to rile me up like that…” Your eye widened. “Safe word?” He asked. “Strawberry” he nodded. “Good” and that was the last thing you remember
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mochinomnoms · 3 months
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I'm curious about the dreams Idia was having about the reader.
(reference to this)
nsfw under read-more, minors DNI!
It's quite silly, really. Idia was never one to yearn for the touch, closeness, the affections of a person. He was fine, being alone. It was better this way. He could cope with his games and shows, online groups and friends filling the void. Besides, why would he want to drag another person into the Shroud curse? It already took one person from him, Idia couldn't stand doing it to another as long as it was up to him. Plus, he wasn't exactly prime boyfriend, let alone husband material (perhaps he did that intentionally).
So, Idia wasn't all too worried when he first started becoming friends with you. You were kinda weird, but a friend to introverts like him! Somehow always a wallflower, but always involved in the chaos of overblots and school. But, you were conscientious of his need for space and privacy; Ortho must have said something to you about his eating habits, cause you started bringing food other than chips, soda, and ramen cups for him to eat, like actual meals. You also liked to entertain Ortho, who liked when you drew silly designs on his plating, which is always a plus in Idia's book. You were sweet, like his favorite ramune soda. Despite having abysmal skills in gaming (which he was all too happy to make fun of you for) he liked having you as his support, watching him on the sidelines and being a cute cheerleader. In exchange, Idia lent you an old gaming computer and bullied tutored you in a few of his favorite games so you could be his squishy healer in raids.
But, he was a bit worried when he started feeling something more than platonic things for you. Then, he was exceptionally concerned when, at the first day of spring, Idia started coughing hydrangeas, which he managed to secretly keep under wraps from Ortho for a few weeks. No, he was downright mortified when, during those few weeks, night after night, he started having dreams of you.
They started off innocent at first: you on his lap, head on his shoulder, as he played the latest RPG. You murmured words of encouragement, sleepily nuzzling your head into his. Another, he was in the board game club, where you cheered him on as he won a match against Azul in some luck-based game. Idia remembers giving Azul a smug smirk as you threw your arms around him and pressed kisses into his cheek. He even faintly remembers one where you simply sat with him in class, fingers lacing through his in comfort as he dealt with the anxiety of being out and about.
It wasn't until he was a week in when the dreams, infested with hydrangea bouquets always at the corner of his eye, that he knew he was utterly screwed beyond belief.
It started off sweet, at first. This time, you were with him at Styx, though you looked a few years older and were wearing a similar uniform to his mother. He was wearing the uniform as well, though it more closely resembled his father's. He was now Styx head, and you, his precious little wife. The domestic stuff was fine, it made his heart rate spike up so much that Ortho questioned if he had a nightmare while sleeping, but it was fine he could deal. You did look cute… as you smiled up at him… leaned up to kiss his cheek… and whisper in his ear…
“Idiaaa~ What if I crawled under your desk and sucked you off? Do you think you could stay quiet? You can, can't you? For me~”
It was fuzzy, when he tried to remember it, but Idia remembers the heat pooling in his belly. Your hands trailing down his chest down to his hips. Your lips following after and pressing soft, slow kisses down and down until—
Idia's flames grew into a burning, hot pink as his face is in his hands the following morning. He'd actually gone to bed at a reasonable time (to him anyway, 3 am was reasonable), and woke up with that in his head? How was he supposed to function? How was he supposed to look at you, talk with you, when the last memory he had was a dream of you sucking him off???
It progressively got worse from there. It was a weird mix of erotically domestic scenarios. You, waking up to him in bed before work, riding him as you cooed sweet words. Another of the two of you heavy petting, his hands groping your ass as you curled your body into his, making out in his office before Idia had to run off to a meeting, leaving you pouting and telling him to, “Hurry back to your needy little wifey~” One of you cooking him breakfast in one of his shirts, before he bent you over the kitchen counter, after which you sat on his lap and hand fed him.
The last one that really freaked him out, which led to him further isolating himself until Ortho dragged him out to the nurse, was one where he woke up to you next to him in bed. You smiled the sweetest smile to him, whispering to Idia how much you loved him, moving over to press a trail of kisses from his lips, to his neck, down his chest and abdomen. Idia was anticipating the same follow-up from his first dream, especially as your hands reached to pull his briefs down before a soft whine, followed by a cry, interrupted you.
He had no clue what to think, as you make a surprised noise, smiling at him, as the following words left your mouth: “The baby's awake, guess we'll have to continue this later, huh?” Dream Idia giggled along with you as the two of you shared a kiss, watching as you rolled off the bed to the bassinet that he was just noticing. He watched as you cooed and murmured soft words to the small, blue-flamed haired baby, reaching their tiny hands for you. But it was the next sentence that bolted him from sleep into a dry sweat:
“Say good morning! Say, 'good morning' to your baba, my darling~”
Idia let out a screech as he flailed out of bed, tangled in his sheets. He was coughing up a storm of hydrangeas when Ortho flew in, panicked and already full of concern for Idia's health. It was then Ortho started insisting that Idia visit the infirmary, much to his chargin.
At least you'd never see him like this… right?
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