#cater smut

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THEY CATCH YOU READING/WATCHING SOMETHING SPICY. 𝜗𝜚

(´∀｀*)ε｀　) ౨ৎ N–sfw content !! ; Dom!Floyd, Cater, Rook + Fem!Reader. ᡴꪫ‎

꒰ † ੭‎ Pt. 2, for the event!

꒰ঌ 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝 ໒꒱ — 🪦

He really wasn't in the mood to work around in the mostro lounge, but you being there somehow made it better, he could stare at that pretty face of yours all day. Lips around the straw as you sip on your drink, they would've looked prettier around his cock, eyes focused on your phone. What work are you doing that you can't even look at your lover? hmph.

He quickly snatches your phone away, pouting like a child, “Hey shrimpy, watcha readin’? Oh– fanfiction huh? Aha that's so cute.” He laughs at your cute attempts to take the phone from his hand, he's taller than you after all.

He leans into your face, “Come on shrimpy, how ‘bout we go to the storage room and have some fun, since you're askin’ for it. Bet I'm gonna make you feel even better!” He picks you up, throwing you over his shoulders, walking to the storage room proudly with his shit eating grin.

꒰ঌ 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 ໒꒱ — 🪦

He couldn't wait to go meet his lover, a cutie all to himself, he's so lucky. He even brought you some clothes to try on so he could take more pictures! definitely doesn't have 1000 pics of you. So he made his way to your dorm.

Click. You swear you can die out of embarrassment as you quickly slam your laptop shut. Looking at him nervously, “Uh..I can explain–” you stammered, sweating bullets.

“Nope, you're so naughty, Y/N, aren't you? I think I'm gonna keep the picture! Didn't know you were into filming while doing it..” He teases while waving the camera as he pushes you back on the bed so you're laying, his phone in his hand.

“Look at you, looking so cute and record, there–” His hands work to open your uniform.

꒰ঌ 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐤 ໒꒱ — 🪦

This guy sees everything, of course he does, cause he's a hunter. You're sitting in the library, ears a deep shade of red, you keep looking around nervously, perhaps afraid that people will see what you're reading?

He sneakily goes behind you, making no sound with practised ease. Eyes scanning the text, “Mon trickster, I didn't know you were into this type of books!”

He lets out a hearty laugh as he sits beside you, his hand now resting on your thighs as his fingers tease your folds through your panties. He leans down to whisper in your ear, his breath hot, eyes narrowed.

“Now, I hope you'll keep quiet? Mon amour, you don't want anyone to find out what we're doing, right? Just like the book.”

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hi hello i would like to request the heartslabyul boys with an s/o who wants to give them head pls? it would be nice if you could do a lil extra for cater, I know he's not super popular, but I love him sm!!! ty!

I was first gonna try and do an AU with Cater, like as a camboy or soemthing, but then I just went with a longer section :( I think I'm keeping the camboy idea in the back of my mind! Cw: Smut :O

Cater

Cay Cay Darling loves to be a part of the crowd. If you want him, you have to find him first, and that’s as easy as looking at his posts. All that needs to be done is to follow the scent of the latest trends and you’ll find yourself in the back of a snazzy new restaurant, dim lighting cloaking the two of you from the hustle and bustle outside.

Now he wouldn’t expect you to show up here, or to get on your knees right before him. He knows what you’re asking, he doesn’t have to even question it, because this exact scenario permeates his thoughts every day.

He has to refrain from taking a photo (or several), but he knows no picture could ever truly encapsulate every detail he can see. From that sinful twinkle in your eyes, to the lilt in your voice as you ask him to keep his voice down, how is he expected to do the impossible? The squeeze of your hands on his thigh, the muffled press of your lips on his pants, it coaxes all the tiny whines from his throat. He can only do his best to sear the sight of you undoing the button of his jeans to help alleviate the tightness in his crotch. 

He loves loves LOVES when your sweet doe eyes are on him when you guys fuck, watch him crumble when your mouth wraps around him, it’s not the same if you aren’t focusing on him. He demands your full attention with the way his tongue traverses his bottom lip, looking oh-so delicious when he keens into your mouth. 

His dominant hand keeps your head steady as his hips jerk into the plushness of the back of your throat, having to cover his mouth to keep himself from cussing and compromising your positions. It wouldn’t make much of a difference. He can hear the way you gag on his thick cock, slurping up each inch with practiced ease as your nose buries into his pelvis. 

As Cater nears his climax his dick pulses in your mouth with sporadic jumps, nerves jolting him with the building pressure. It doesn’t help that you don’t dare to slow down, milking him with your tight little mouth even after he’s already cum. He has to stop you before oversensitivity hits, or else he won’t be able to walk out of this place. Unfortunately, he still needs his legs for now so you two can hurry home and he can return your favor four times over. 

Riddle

As Mr. Straightlaced himself, he is the most against a sloppy toppy and also the one who also needs it the most. After another tedious day of abiding by the rules and hitting the books, you’re most likely to find him sprawled out on the bed, so very inviting to the way you kiss at his stomach and drag your fingers under his garments. 

He’ll realize it soon enough, but it’s far too late for him to try and deny your advances, not when your lips press against the underside of his half hard cock. Even when he tries to push your face away, his hand slips behind your head to pull you closer.

His most sensitive spot has to be the pretty pink head, he could cum with just you circling his flushed tip with the tip of your tongue! No matter how many times you do this, he can’t adjust to the warmth of your mouth. Poor boy overstimulates himself every time.

Riddle won’t admit it, but he likes cumming all over himself. With his own jizz decorating his tummy, he likes the look you have when you kiss him clean and coo about how cute he is. He’s a bit too sensitive to do it all again, but you have complete control over him if you want the same treatment.

Trey

You have to trust me when I say he’s the MOST dominant of the Heartslabyul boys. He’ll know what’s on your mind even before you do. He’ll see the way your eyes wander lower and lower, how your eyes gloss over and the little shiver in your breath. You don’t even need to ask before he’s excusing the both of you and leading the way to his bedroom. 

He doesn’t mind when you take the lead. After all, you have to work for what you want, don’t you? He’ll watch you pull his trousers down with the sweetest smile, a pure contrast to the lust in his gaze. He’ll whisper things, small praises and sugary words as you swallow him inch by inch.

Trey’s personal favorite move is to grip a handful of your hair and rut into your throat. Don’t worry about your gag reflex, he’ll train it out of you with plenty of patience till you can sit with his dick comfortably in your mouth. 

Trey likes to edge himself. He’ll ask you to slow down when he’s about to cum, fighting every urge to spill down your throat. He doesn’t actually like to cum in your mouth, mostly because he’s tasted it before and boy it isn’t the most pleasant. He can use his magic to make it better, but he just prefers pumping it in a different hole. Speaking of, mind spreading your legs, Love?

Ace

This fuckin brat istg, ever since you offered it once, it’s all he thinks about. He’s the epitome of a teenage boy, pestering you and teasing you just for a chance of getting that gluck gluck 2000. The only time you’ll catch him off guard is after basketball practice in an empty locker room.

He’ll try to push you off, but no one can deny that he’s hard as a rock at a thought. He isn’t even really trying to say no! By the time his shorts puddle around his feet, he’s already putty in your hands, thrusting up into your grip.

Call it a joke but he likes having his balls played with. Roll them in your fingers, circle it with your index and thumb as you suck him off and you’ll have him a mess in no time. Give them a gentle tug and watch him keen, it's really fun.

Because Ace asks for it often, they are usually quickies, but don’t worry, he’s not so much of an asshole to leave you high and dry if you really want more. Probably best to clean up and get somewhere a little more private though. He’s really not the best at shutting up.

Deuce

Deuce is a gentleman, even if his attention is on your lips 25/8 he will not bring up The Segs unless you say it first. Doesn’t matter how long you've been dating or how many times you’ve done it, he keeps his thoughts Written On His Forehead oh my god he’s so obvious please offer first. Watch him light up and his tent rise.

As long as you guys are somewhere private enough, he’s more than happy to indulge himself, falling deeper from each kiss to his length and the silky walls of your mouth. Just keep holding his hand and he’ll gladly follow you into the second circle of hell.

Sweetie Pie likes kisses - scratch that, he LOVES them. He likes them all over him, on his thighs and his shaft or right between his balls and his cock. He would love to spend all day just being lavished in more kisses than he can count, but maybe after…?

Deuce has a negative refractory, by the time he finishes, he’s already begging for another round. Drool gathers on his lower lip as he bucks his hips, pearlescent beads of precum forming strings against your tongue. “Just one more time…” he pleads, although the both of you know it’s a lie.

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✧･ﾟ:* NSFW Alphabet with Cater Diamond *:･ﾟ✧

DNI : minors.

!!Warnings : sub!bottom!Cater, phone recording, sex with multiple caters(?), oral sex, sex toys, strangulation kink, teasing, male reader.

Deuce <————«« Cater »»————> Trey

Heartslabyul. Cater Diamond.

A = Aftercare (What are they like after sex?)

Sorry, but he definitely takes a photo (not your naked bodies, yes, but his disheveled hair and a fucked up, tired face). He does not post them anywhere (well, if you agree, he will post them, lol). But otherwise, after sex, he is still energetic as always. So if you want something, he is happy for it! Although he will definitely pull you both into the shower, because he does not like to be sweaty.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves everything about you, like really everything. He finds you absolutely beautiful from any angle and in any place. But if he had to choose, then it would be your palms (later you will understand why :)).

In himself, he adores his face, obviously. His handsome face that tears down while you fuck him roughly or overexcite/postpone his orgasm. Or one that is in a blissful expression while you both fuck at a gentle pace. Doesn't matter. His face is his pride.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

The most common sperm, yes. The only difference is that it is slightly saltier than normal semen, simply because he doesn't eat much sweets, and its taste depends on the person's diet.

Cater loves when you cum all over him. It doesn't matter where. On his belly, thighs, butt, face. He just loves the feeling of having your cum run down him.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He wants to record homemade porn with you. Yes. And probably, someday he will still offer it. Although this is exactly what he does not want to spread anywhere, he just wants to see how your sex looks from the outside and maybe use this someday to satisfy himself. How your bodies move, on his own expression, how your cock moves in him.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

He's... Very knowledgeable, but he's probably a virgin (at least in his asshole for sure). He knows a lot, a lot, but he has never tried it himself. Although he may have a few short flings with some ladies.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

Cat pose (click there to see what it is). He just loves the close contact of your bodies being so close to each other during this and how fluid your movements become in this position.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He... Likes to joke, yes. Although he will not arrange a circus, but he will definitely joke. Boring sex is not his thing. He will definitely make you laugh or smile at least once during this.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He is very tidy and keeps everything clean. He shaves them, yes. Just because he doesn't like how messy the hair looks there. And the color of the carpet matches his drapes. They are same orange color, but perhaps a little darker.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Very romantic. Definitely will whisper anything in your ear or scream it during an orgasm. He will hug you, kiss you, praise you, your dick, whatever. And will definitely try some clichéd scene from some crappy romantic movie (Hope not "50 Shades of Grey", lol).

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He does it often, yes. He just loves this business and is not at all shy about it. He jerks off at least 3-4 times a week. And it may or may not be recording a photo or video for you, sending it to you, thereby teasing you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Oh, he loves choking. I can't get rid of the thought, but I think he enjoys it when you squeeze his neck, fucking him senseless, and how your palms tense up. He also loves... Seduction (there is such a kink, I checked). He enjoys the process of seducing you. He definitely has a list where he writes down what you like best and teases you like that.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere. He is not one of the shy boys. Although he didn't want you to fuck in front of someone in real life, but if you're into something like that, then Onlyfans is for you (Magicfans(?)).

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Mmm, to be honest, it doesn't start too fast, surprisingly. And this is quite difficult to do. But he is seduced by direct contact. Hug/stroke/kiss/squeeze/grope. It doesn't matter, just do it right and in sufficient quantities and it's yours.

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

He... A very open boy. Kind of true. He is ready to try absolutely everything at least once. Although if you don’t like this, then of course he will not insist. But if you want to try something, then he is completely for this idea!

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Definitely give. I think he has a very skillful tongue. So he loves to please you, and I guess he doesn't have a gag reflex either, so enjoy him to the fullest. Although he is more likely to tease you too slowly or dangerously close to your most sensitive parts.

And, of course, also likes to receive. Well, what could be better than your boyfriend's tongue and mouth on your most sensitive spots? And maybe teeth, if you want to tease him back.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Well... I'm not sure about that, but I'm guessing a slow but rough pace? Like slow, but deep thrusts right into his favorite, most sensitive points, from which he simply writhes with pleasure, grabbing at anything.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Yes, he loves this. Although his preference is still for casual sex where you can enjoy each other for hours, he still doesn't mind having a quick sex if you or he suddenly wants it.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He is definitely yes. It is quite risky and experimental. He is ready for anything, for what you want, you just have to ask. Although, of course, he is not a superman and he will not repeat something too risky and extreme, of course.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

A lot, I think. He loves long sex and loves milking you dry. So around 7-12, I guess. And to bring him to overstimulation, and even more so to dry orgasm, you will need a ton of energy and endurance from you. So many.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Yes, he has a lot of sex toys. True a lot. Especially those that have the ability to control remotely, such as vibrators, dildos and other things. But he also has enough of everything else from some ordinary ropes and handcuffs to sticks for sounding. And he's willing to use it anytime, whether on him or on you (but I think he's more of a sub, so he prefers you use it on him, obviously).

U = Unfair (How much do they like to tease)

He loves. He loves to run his hands over your body, stroking your sensitive parts, he loves to rub on you in public, he loves to send you some erotic photos, videos or voice messages, he loves anything if it's enough to tease you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

It's changeable. He can moan with great volume, and maybe even scream with pleasure. But other times he can be very quiet and just make little noises and sighs, I guess it just depends on what kind of sex you're having.

W = Wild Card (Get a random head canon for the character of your choice

Um... His signature spell. Imagine that you will be satisfied by several Caters at once. Any place you can imagine. And in any way you can imagine. I will not go into details, because everyone has their own erogenous zones, but just imagine.

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants, picture or words)

Well. He's quite skinny, he's got muscles here and there, but he's still very slender (although weird headcanon time, I think he has a pumped up ass, lol). His dick is about 4-5 inches / 10-13 cm. But he is very thick in girth.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Above average, definitely. He loves to fuck with you and he will fuck with you. Although he is not a sex monster, of course, he still wants to have sex quite often.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fell asleep afterwards)

He won't sleep if you haven't had sex at night or late in the evening. He doesn't get tired after sex (unless it's some kind of overstimulation session), so he's very energetic anyway! But if it is night or late evening, then his biological clock will work for him and he will want to sleep.

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(^ req I got on my backup while this blog was down)

characters: cater, trey, leona

cw: nsfw, nothing too crazy I don't think

♡ trey

being friends w benefits with trey can go two ways I think, either he's super romantic when you fuck and then kinda distant any other time or he fucks you like he hates you but is your sweetest closest friend outside the bedroom

regardless of the fact that you two are definitely 100% not an item he's def the type to pinch your ass or grab your thighs in public when he thinks no one is looking, hes a bit of a tease

would always use protection, even if you were actually dating he would unless you beg him to creampie you he's kinda boring like that sos

♡ cater

oh he's like totally in love with you actually but also emotionally unavailable so this works too!

flirty in public yes but not anymore than he would be if you weren't fingering eachother every night

if he uses protection or not depends though I imagine him enjoying thighjobs, 69 etc more often than anything penetrative

after one particular romp in your room once the afterglow wore off he broke down in tears telling you how much he loves begging you to stay w him until he passed out, the next morning when you woke there where no traces of him left in your room and when you spoke to him in class he greeted you and acted as if nothing happened

♡ leona

this arrangement works pretty well for him actually, the last thing he feels he needs is the exhausting responsibility of an actual significant other

fucks unprotected definitely, especially if theres a risk of getting you pregnant, you'd think he'd care having a reputation as a prince but nope

the first dozen times you fucked he grumbled at you to get out of his room and flopped over to fall asleep, no after care or cuddles or nothing

could be something angsty about fearing intimacy but I think he's just lazy tbh, regardless he warms up eventually

ironically probably the most likely to accept if you ask him to become your actual bf after a while

honorable mentions: ruggie, rook(self admitted slut as per his ghost wedding r lines), lilia

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MDNI‼️

the needy 3rd years need your help in bed...

cw: uuh sexy time, nothing too explicit 😁

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Fem Heartslabyul NSFW alphabet

Rules and event details

You can request any or all of the fem Heartslabyul characters. But you can only ask for up to five letters. And please check the list below to see what characters and what letters I've already done. But if you do request one that someone else did I'll put a link to the original post as a response to your request.

All posts will be written as gender neutral as possible.

The event will end as soon as all the characters have run out of letters.

Characters

Fem riddle🌹 C D F W

Fem trey♣️ K M O T U

Fem cater♦️H K V X

Fem deuce♠️ F K M X

Fem ace♥️ H K V X

Letters

A-Aftercare(what they're like after sex)

B-Body part(favorite body part on there partner)

C- Cycle(would they have sex on there piereid)

D-Drty secret(a dirty secret they have)

E-Experince(how experienced they are)

F-Favroeit position(what position do they like the most)

G-Grooming(how well groomed are they what do they smell like)

H-Hands(how skilled are they with there hands what do they look and feel like)

I-Intimacy(how romantic are they in bed)

J-Jobs(how good are they at giving a hand job and would they)

K-Kink(one or more kinks thay have)

L-Lingerie(what kind of nightwere do they have)

M-Motivation(what gets them going)

N-No(what will they not do)

O-Oral(do they like receiving or giving)

P-Place(where they like to do it)

Q-Quickie(do they like doing them in what situation)

R-Risk(are they a risk taker or do they play it safe)

S-Stamina(how many rounds can they go)

T-Toys(do they like using them what kind do they like)

U-Unfair(are they a tease or are they nice)

V-Volume(how loud are they what kind of sounds do they make)

W-Wet dream(how often do they have them what are they about)

X-X-ray(what do they look like under there clothes)

Y-Yearning(how high is they're sex drive)

Z-Zzz(how quickly do they doze off)

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Violent Delights (Part 1)

GN!Reader/Yandere!Cater Diamond (Explicit)

Part 1 (This Part!) // Part 2 // Part 3 (Coming Soon)

Well, I tricked myself into another one lads. Pour one out for me thinking that I can control myself around anime boys. This might end up having at least a part two because I am a mess.

Tags: smut, yandere, masturbation, unhealthy behavior, obsessive behavior, reader's body not described nor are pronouns used.

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It felt like fate, really. 

His life had been black and white, monotone and bleak. It was a constant game of hiding his feelings, and his intentions, masking every thought with a giggle and a smile. 

It was like a game, but not a fun one. The kind of game you get stuck playing to keep someone else distracted long enough to pass the time with less idle conversation. A distraction. Not an unwanted one, just bland, boring, and mostly useless.

That was until you burst into his life. 

At first glance, you did seem so normal. 

There was nothing that clearly set you apart from any other Night Raven student. You were cute of course, there was no denying that. However, as soon as Cater saw the ripple effect that your arrival had on the school as a whole, his idle interest turned into fascination.

Life was finally worth paying attention to. The lifeless day-to-day he had been trudging through his whole life had become a flurry of color and excitement. It was fascinating and exhilarating, and somehow you were always at the center of it. 

A person probably couldn't get into more trouble if they tried. You were constantly making enemies and friends. The poor magic-less Prefect of the Ramshackle Dorm always seemed to tangle themselves into yet another carefully constructed web of lies, resentment and deceit on the daily. Your action ultimately unraveling even the most carefully designed plots.

Cater was thinking of you constantly. Wondering what you were doing, who you were talking to, wishing that you were talking to him instead. 

He found himself idly checking your MagiCam account for updates whenever he had nothing to do. His fingers would automatically type in your username to see if you had posted something new in the last five minutes. 

Whenever you add another gorgeous snapshot of you and your infectious smile, your sardonic sense of humor, he felt hypnotized. He would stare at the ways your eyes crinkle when you smiled, the way you knitted your brows in disapproval in candid shots, and how you covered your mouth with your hand to hide your laughter during a particularly chaotic moment. Heavenly, all of it was.

He was the first to admit that whatever these feelings could truly be called, they weren’t a good look. If someone else heard all of the thoughts that passed through his head they would wonder what was wrong with him. That was okay, he only needed you. He had decided to call these feelings ‘love’, regardless of what anyone else might think. It was romantic after all, like a fairy tale.  

Daily, he would regularly spend time obsessing about how he would ‘accidentally’ run into you today. Luckily for him, you spent a lot of time with his underclassmen, so you were in Heartslabyul often. Unluckily for him, you knew his underclassmen and they were the reason you visited so often. 

He restrained a frown when he would see one of tweedle-dumb and tweedle-dumber touch you, or call your name too familiarly, or look at you too long, or talk to you for more than a minute at a time. No one else knew that you two were soulmates yet, but that’s okay because he did. 

Cater had devoted his time memorizing your habits, likes and dislikes. It would be worth it when you had a bad day and he could surprise you with your favorite dessert, when you were sad he would know exactly why, and someday he would buy you every gift you had your eye on, just to prove that he knew you so well.

One day he noticed that you weren’t using your favorite pencil to write. Your pen strokes were less sure and steady and your brows knit into a frown of concentration. 

Thankfully he prepared for these kinds of eventualities. 

Cater silently walked behind your seated form, holding a pencil identical to your favorite in hand. Kneeling down to the ground and then pretending to pick the pencil back up with an audible clatter, he quietly cleared his throat to get your attention.

“Did you drop this, Prefect?” He asked, extending the pencil to you. You had lost this pencil the other day, left it somewhere probably. That was okay though, he was here for you.

Your eyes lit up when you saw your pencil, gently taking it from Cater's hand.

“Oh my gosh! I thought I had lost this! Thank you for picking it up.” Your smile was sweet and breathtaking. 

Cater felt himself reaching to stroke your cheek, but he was able to divert his hand to clap you on the shoulder at the last second instead. 

“Any time! You know I’ve got you!” Cater said with a wink. 

He took the opportunity of his hand being so near your head to mess up your hair and laugh at your grumbles of dissatisfaction and half-hearted attempts to swat his hand away. Despite all of this, you were still smiling.

“I know, Cater. Thank you.” 

Cater gave you a final ‘yeah, yeah’ while he walked away, covering his face with a sleeve to hide the flush that had spread from his nose to his ears. 

You were something else. It was too early to tell you that he loved you, but it was getting harder to resist every day. He just needed to bide his time for the perfect moment. 

You deserve no less.

Any time he was lucky enough to get a glimpse of you in the halls he felt like his breath was taken away, every other person and thing dimming from his view as if a spotlight had shone itself on you and you alone. His heart would beat like crazy the whole time, but he had to take the opportunity to talk to you. Missing a single second of your attention seemed unthinkable. 

Today you had done something different to your hair and something else was implacably off about you as well. It looked like you tried to look nice for someone. 

Shoving down the stab of fear and anger that thought elicited from him, he knew he needed to go say hi. Cater had no idea why you looked so gorgeous today, but you were truly perfect. He knew that you wouldn’t betray your future love like that, he was just overthinking it. Clearly, there was a reasonable explanation.  

Plastering on a smile, Cater ran up behind you, swinging an arm around your shoulders as he snapped as many pictures of your surprised face as he could manage. 

How could he help it? You were just so cute.

"Smile for the cam!" He giggled, taking the opportunity to quickly peck on your cheek for the photo op. He was going to save this one in particular.

You yelped but quickly settled back into laughter as you played along with him and mirrored his pose. After he stopped snapping pics, you turned towards him and poked him in the side. 

"Cater!" You admonished him, crossing your arms and lips forming into a pout "You scared me!"

"Aww, but you look so cute when you're scared! How can I resist?" He replied, scrolling through the tens of pictures he took and sorting them into 'good', 'okay', and 'delete'. 

Cater's bright gaze flicked back up to you with a wink, reveling in the way your own eyes slightly widened at his action. 

You slapped him on the arm, pursing your lips and smoothing your hair back into place. 

Cater arched a brow, maybe you were trying to look good for something after all. 

“You’re looking extra done up today, finally decided to confess to me?” He teased, praying in his heart that the answer was ‘yes’. 

He knew you would never admit that though. You were far too shy to make the first move on him, and that was another reason he trusted you so much. Even if another pretty face caught your eye, you wouldn’t be the one coming onto them. He just needed to look out for anyone that got the silly idea in their brain that they were allowed to come on to you. 

"You're such a tease." You said, sticking out your tongue at him and crossing your arms. “Crowley is forcing me to tour some VIPs on the campus later today, and he told me that if I ‘stopped looking like Cinderella’s cleaning rag’ he would add a good chunk of Thaumarks to my food budget for the month.” You said with a sigh, voice leaking out the bitterness you felt at being forced to play a chipper student that wasn’t forced to comply by circumstance. 

While Cater had felt a wash of relief in his heart upon hearing the very practical reason you dressed up, he also had lost his brain in a dreamy fugue upon peeking at the soft muscle of your tongue. Thinking about all the things you could do with said tongue made him bite his lip. You really had no idea what you did to him, huh?

"Is that so?" He said with a smirk, taking the opportunity to poke you in the ribs in the same spot you had jabbed him. "Then how about we go somewhere this weekend? Just you and me? It sounds like you need a break." 

"Oh, like a date?" You teased, slowly evolving your pokes into an all-out poking war as you and Cater giggled trying to dodge the movements of the other. “Are you confessing to me?” You threw back coyly, imitating the same intonation he had used just a moment earlier.

"If you want it to be a date, I guess I could consider telling you about my undying love." Cater said, not joking in the slightest.

You seemed to still for a moment in thought. After a split second of staring a bit too deeply into Cater’s glimmering green eyes, as if searching for something, you forced yourself to stare at a far away cobblestone instead as you answered with a wavering voice.

"Might as well?" You hadn’t meant it as a question, but it came out as one.

Cater all out squealed as he pulled you into a bone-crushing hug. Just as quickly as he glommed himself onto you, he released you in a dizzyingly burst of conflicting energy, eyebrows furrowed at the face of his watch. He was suddenly reminded that he had a class to get to (sadly) and while he didn’t mind being late for class, he would feel bad if you got in trouble because he was distracting you. 

He had briefly reconsidered this thought process in the beginning as he wanted to offer to tutor you, but you were doing well in school on your own, and if you get detention all that did was take more time out of your day that he could be potentially spending with you. 

Even if it was just you, your little firstie-friends, and himself being quiet in the lounge, as long as you could be near him, it was worth it. Once again shaking that tangent from his mind, Cater grabbed your hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze before he began running down the hallway, yelling over his shoulder at you before he got too far.

"I'll text you the deets, 'kay? Come by my room later!" Cater hollers as he takes off at a full sprint for his next class.

You stood in the hallway feeling stunned. You could feel that your face was burning, your eyes felt defocused and glassy and you nervously wring your hands together, looking down at where Cater’s hand had touched yours just a second prior.

"...a real date?" You mumbled aloud, hugging your arms around yourself in flustered nervousness. He was just being friendly like he was with everyone... right?

Cater's heart was beating out of his chest. Not only was he able to touch you multiple times and in multiple places today, but you had also agreed to a date AND to visit his room. 

He had initially run off to go to class, but the incessant beating of his heart and burning of his body alerted him to another problem he had to address before anyone noticed.

Spotting the nearest lavatory, he stepped inside, intentionally slowing his gait and trying to catch his breath to be as inconspicuous as possible. Taking a beat, he saw no one and heard nothing. Perfect.

Slipping into an empty stall, he closed the latch as quickly as his shaking hands could allow. Biting his lip to the point it risked breaking skin, he unbuckled his belt and flipped his phone open. His gaze was met with the pictures he had just taken of the two of you in the hall. Your mouth was making a flattering little ‘O’ in surprise to the cheek kiss he had been able to plant on you. 

Your skin was so soft under his lips. You smelled like the earth after the rain and freshly bloomed lavender in the spring. 

Being so close to you was addicting. By the time you had escalated to playfully poking him, he had to consciously keep every muscle in his body coiled tight to keep from touching every inch of you he could.

He wondered how the rest of you would feel under his hands, what sounds you would make, and what words you would say. He imagined you saying his name, breathless between hurried kisses and shivering from need as he pulled every garment from your body.

Pulling himself out of his boxer briefs with a hiss, it was clear that he was painfully hard. Beginning to softly tease and stroke the skin of the head of his dick, Cater shivered slightly while imagining that it was you doing it. 

You would look shyly up your lashes as you repeatedly asked him ‘is that okay?’ or ‘does that feel good?' and he would nod in agreement while placing his hand over yours to make you go faster, grip tighter. 

Biting his lip as he scrolled through more photos he had taken of the two of you, he paused on one that had caught you with your shirt partially unbuttoned, clavicle exposed, looking so so perfect to sink his teeth into. 

He imagined gripping his hand around your neck to restrict your breathing as he dug bruises into your skin with his mouth, groaning at how good he was making you feel and how much you loved him. Loved him more than anyone. He felt the same, he loved you more than everyone, and everyone else needed to know that too before they got any funny ideas in their heads.

His hand had sped up to a messy beat. 

In a moment of desperation, he pulled the collar of his dress shirt into his mouth to stifle his moans. He felt the coil inside of him grow tighter and tighter, his legs shook, his arm cramped, and then relief came in a burst of bliss so strong that he was seeing stars behind his lids. 

It felt good, but he knew that it was nothing compared to you.

Wrinkling his nose as he wiped his release off of his hand, Cater threw the paper in the toilet and flushed. 

Slowly tucking his tender length back in his pants, he fixed his clothes and washed his hands, mentally making a list of what he needed to prepare for your visit tonight and your ‘date’ on the weekend.

He was going to do anything to have you. He was going to do everything it took to make those dreams a reality if it killed him.

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[cherubguts0]

F**k U Betta

Trey x cater smut

Cw: jealousy sex, riddle x trey mentioned, dirty talk? But also praise

A/n: riddle is, extremely out of character for this, I thought it would work better 👍

Wrd count: 3k

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Cater hates the term jealous. Really, it sounded so childish. What’s even worse is that he hates feeling jealous, the feeling of unwarranted rage and anger flowing through his blood as he watched his Housewarden cling onto trey when he thought no one was looking, the way riddles voice became softer around trey, despite his normal speaking voice being loud and commanding. It’s like riddles whole persona changed around trey.

Cater hated all of it, he hated when people asked if riddle and trey were dating. He hated hearing everyone say that riddle and trey were such a cute couple. They weren’t.

Cater and trey were supposed to be the cute couple! Everyone should be saying that they look cute together. It didn’t mater how many times trey reminded cater that he was his, the words others spoke still got under the gingers skin, especially when riddle acts all cutesy and innocent around the beloved vice house warden.

Today though truely was the last fucking straw.

It was a normal day in retrospect, cater and trey doing their morning routines, stealing a few kisses from eachother before making their way to their respected classes. Cater enjoyed chatting with his class mates, even passing a difficult potionology experiment.

But caters good mood quickly turned sour come lunchtime, entering the lunchroom to see the one and only riddle roseheart snuggled upto to treys side, arms wrapped around the olders muscular arm. “Trey? do you have the notes from ur old magic history class? I forgot to take some during class” riddles voice rang through caters head as he sat down opposite of his boyfriend, trying his best to hide the scowl on his face.

“Hmm? Are you alright riddle? You never skip out on note taking” trey asked, his voice laced with that brotherly worry he had for all the students of heartsabyul. “I dunno, I’ve been feeling super air headed recently” riddle said, looking up at his childhood best friend with his pretty doe eyes.

Lies.

Cater could see right through riddles Bull shit act. Riddle had purposely been dumbing himself down just to get treys attention.

Trey could only sigh as he rested the back of his hand on riddles forehead. “You don’t seem to have a fever, maybe you’re overworked?” Trey offered as an answer to riddles non existent problem. He hadn’t even notice cater in front of him, eyes fully glued to his house warden. “Mmm maybe? What do you recommend to do” riddle asked

Cater was quick to speak up, tired of being ignored “maybe you should take a break.” Trey jumped a bit hearing caters voice, quickly looking at his boyfriend “ah, cater, how long have you been sitting there?”

“A while, I didn’t wanna interrupt your guys conversation, but seriously riddle if your not feeling well you should probably go take the rest of the day off to collect yourself” cater said, biting back malice and mean words.

Riddle only offered a sly smile to cater, “you’re right cater, trey, could you walk me back to the dorm?”

Caters blood ran cold before quickly heating up as he watched trey nod and stand. “I’ll be back cater” is all trey said before walking off with riddle, the shorter shooting back another sly grin as he walked away with his boyfriend.

Trey never did come back, cater spent his next classes alone, head filled with thoughts of riddle clinging to trey.

Cater knew trey would never even dream of cheating on him, but that didn’t stop his self hating mind from coming up with scenario after scenario.

By the end of class, cater was fuming, quickly making his way back to his dorm in search of trey. “Trey-kun?” Caters voice rang out through the halls of their dorm. “Kitchen!” Trey voice rang back, cater quickly making his way into the kitchen.

“What the hell trey! You said you were coming back I spent my last classes alone!” Cater said, crossing his arms as he stood behind trey who was currently getting something out of the shared fridge.

“I know I know, I’m sorry cater, but riddle said he didn’t want to be alone and I figured you’d be alright on your own” trey said, pouring a glass of Lemon tea into riddles signature glass. “Riddle can take care of himself though” cater said through his teeth, listening to his boyfriend sigh as he put the pitcher away. “I’m just worried about him alright, I promise I’ll make it up to you tonight” trey said, giving a quick kiss to caters cheek before leaving the kitchen.

“Oh trust me, you will” cater said to himself before making his way to his own room, quickly preparing for tonight

****

It has been hours sense trey had seen cater, the ginger had even skipped dinner.

“Cater?” Trey asked as he knocked on the other third years door. “Come in”

“Hey is everything alright-“ trey asked as he entered the room, quickly being cut off to see cater in one of treys shirts and a tight pair of black boxers. The orange haired boy was sat on his bed, phone in hand, his hair was down which trey adored. “Do you need something? I was getting ready to take some photos for magicam” cater said, a innocent smile plastered on his face which trey knew was hiding devilish intentions.

“You missed dinner” is all trey could get out, eyes glued to caters body. “So? You missed class today.” Cater retorted, setting his phone down on the bed next to him, making his way past trey to shut his door. “I was awfully lonely today” cater said, making his away back infront of trey. “I think you should make it up to me like you said” trey only chuckled as cater wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss.

Trey wrapped his arms around caters waist, the two do them making their way to caters bed. Just as trey was about to push cater onto the bed, the ginger pulled away from the kiss and sat the green haired boy down on his bed. “Nuh uh. I’m in charge tonight” cater said, voice stern as he sat on treys lap, bringing trey into another kiss as he gripped both of the vice house wardens wrist and pinned him to the bed, the kiss becoming messier as trey was pinned.

“Mmm is that so? How come?” Trey asked as he pulled away, looking up at cater only to see him looking down at him, brows furrowed. “How come?” Cater repeated back, lifting up treys glasses with his free hand and setting them a safe distance away from them. “Lets see, where do I start?” He rhetorically asked, moving his lips down to treys jaw, lips leaving soft kisses before turning into harsh sucks and bites. “Everyone seems to think you’re dating our house warden.” Cater starts to list, moving down to treys neck, sucking on a spot that would be difficult to cover up.

“C-cater” trey mumbles out, hands gripping at the air as cater bites down on the soon to be bruise, “I’m not done.” Is all cater says before moving to a new spot on treys neck. Sucking another hickey before speaking once more.

“And it seems you’ve forgotten who you’re boyfriend is.” He finsihes, lifting his head up to admire his work. “I know who my boyfriend is” trey retorts, looking up at cater in disbelief.

“Oh really? It didn’t seem like that today. After all you let riddle basically dry hump you in the cafeteria” cater says, rolling his ass against treys clothed hard cock. Trey let out a strangled grunt as cater rubbed his ass against his twitching dick. “And then, you left me all alone, like I was some stranger”

“Cater please-“ trey pleaded, but his pleads fell upon deaf ears. “I’m gonna ride you till you remember who you’re real boyfriend is. Got that?” Cater asked, stopping his motions.

“Yes” “yes what?” Cater asked, removing his hands from treys wrist, moving to hold treys chin in his fingers. “Yes baby, please teach me a lesson” trey said, looking up at cater like a love struck puppy, trey loves when cater gets all dominant, he always looks so good making him plead and moan for more.

“Good boy” cater said, giving a quick kiss to treys lips before pulling off his own shirt (which was really treys shirt he stole). His mouth going back and sucking more hickeys along treys neck, the goal being to mark the entirety of his body. “Sit up” cater mumbled against treys neck, pulling away from it so trey could do what he said.

Cater was quick to strip trey of his clothes, tossing them to the floor. “Aren’t you gonna undress?” Trey asked, golden eyes starring up at green ones. “I’ll undress when I’m ready.” Cater barked back, pushing trey back onto his back before moving further down his body. Painted nails attached to long fingers wrapped around treys base, causing they’d breath it hitch as he felt cater blow cold hair onto his tip.

“I wonder, do you think riddle could fuck you better then I can?” Cater asked, letting go of treys base to run his fingers along the underside of his shaft. Trey tensed, quickly sitting up on his arms “what kind of-“

“Answer the question trey” cater cut trey off, looking up at him with angry eyes. “O-of course not cater!”

“Good boy” cater praised, rewarding trey by kitten licking his pink tip, looking up at trey as he ran the tip of his tongue against his slit. Trey shuttered as cater began to suck on his tip, slowly going down his length, getting halfway down before moving back up, hand wrapped around the base to keep treys cock in place as he sucked.

“F-fuck cater” trey moaned out as cater bobbed his head, strong hands coming to hold his hair, only to be stopped by a hand gripping his wrist. “You’re not allowed to touch me until I say so” caters voice was cold when he spoke. Trey nodded and quickly retreated his hand, gripping caters soft comforter blanket as he went back to work, surprising trey by taking his entire cock down his throat, green pubes tickling the gingers nose has he held his place, breaking through his nose as he swallowed around treys length.

Trey let out a soft moan, watching his boyfriend come back up with a wet pop, using his hand to stroke him while his mouth moved down to treys balls, popping one into his mouth and sucking, tongue relentless on it. “A-ah-“ trey was totally speechless, only letting out small whines and moans as cater worked on his cock.

“I bet riddle can’t suck you off like this, can he trey?” Cater asked, moving to the next ball and giving it the same treatment as the other. “I-of course not, ah-shit-“ trey managed out, groaning a little as cater removed his hand and mouth from his now leaking cock.

Cater moved from his spot between treys legs to the headboard of his bed, treys eyes glued to him as he slowly stripped himself of his black boxers, a smirk plastered on his face as he spread his legs to reveal the clover shaped plug currently filling his ass, his own cock standing proudly, which trey noticed was freshly shaven. “I want you to watch me now trey, you think you can do that?” Cater asked, watching as trey sat in front of him, nodding as he watched caters fingers traced the toy inside of him.

“Tell me trey, we’re you thinking about me at all today? Or were your thoughts preoccupied with riddle” cater asked as he gripped the toys handle, pulling a little out just to push it back in.

“I was thinking about you cater, all day I was wondering what you were doing” trey said honestly, looking into caters pretty greens. Cater only hummed and pulled the toy out, sighing as his hole fluttered around nothing, slick with the lube he used earlier.

It was taking everything in trey not to pounce onto cater and take him right now, especially when cater used his fingers to spread his hole before plunging them in, a soft whine leaving his boyfriends lips as he pumped them in and out, slick noises and caters soft moans filling the room as he fingered himself, head loled to the side as he stared at trey with lust clouded green eyes.

Treys cock twitched, begging to be touched as he watched his absolutely stunned boyfriend worked on himself, two fingers quickly becoming three, caters back arcing a little as he lets out a needy noise. “I bet you can’t wait for me to ride you trey, your cock is leaking so much watching me” cater teased trey, fingers relentless as he stretched himself out.

“Please cater, please ride me please I need you” trey begged, bucking his hips up in the air, hands gripping caters sheets so tight his knuckles were turning white as he held himself back. “Hmmmm, I dunno, beg some more and maybe I will” 

“God please cater, I need to feel you around me please, you’re the only one who can fuck me so good, please I need you cater” trey begged and pleaded, cater smiled and removed his fingers from his hole. “Switch places with me then”

Trey was quick to move, quickly switching spots, his beautiful boyfriend now hovering over his cock. “You look so pretty cater” trey said softly, tucking a few strands behind the others ear, “my beautiful boyfriend”

Cater blushed and softened his face, capturing trey in a soft kiss as he rubbed his tip against his puckering hole. “You ready?”

Trey hummed and nodded “make me remember who my boyfriend is” cater smirked at trey before slowly lowering himself onto his boyfriends large cock, letting out a pitiful whine as trey stretched out his hole. Trey let out a matching groan, feeling caters walls clench around him, large hands coming up to rub circles on his waist.

Cater hummed as trey began leaving hickeys and bite marks on his neck, “we should match right? Wouldnt want people getting the wrong idea” trey mumbled against caters soft skin, right before leaving a rather large bite right where caters shoulder and neck met, cater letting out a strangled noise as trey ran his tongue along the fresh ridges.

“I-I’m gonna move now” cater said quitely, holding onto treys shoulders as he slowly listed himself off of the others cock, going all the way up to the tip before dropping back down, letting out moans as he continued with his moderate pace. “Fuuckkk, you feel so good cater” trey moaned out, letting cater do all the work as he rested his back against the pillowy head board, eyes scanning over the love bites he’d left behind.

Cater truely was some goddess sent from the heavens, he looks absolutely stunning bouncing on treys cock, pretty pink lips bitten and swollen, face and body lightly blushed as his cock leaked. Caters hair had fallen from behind his ear, framing his face as he began to do faster but shorter bounces, arching his back and letting out a moan that puts prom stars to shame as the tip of treys cock finally hits his prostate.

“F-fuck! A-ah ah- trey!!” Cater moaned out, doubling over and resting his forehead on the back of his hand.

“Here, let me help” trey says as he thrust his hips up into cater, relishing in the way his body shutters against his as he thrust in time with caters thrust. “Mmmmm you feel so good around me, my pretty boy, my perfect pretty boy” trey but his lip as he thrust, bringing one of his hands away from caters waist and to his weeping cock, running his palm over the swollen head.

“AH! Fuck please please please” cater couldn’t stop blabbering, letting trey bounce him with his thrust. Trey was quick to notice this, changing their position so he was hovering over cater. “Seems like my boyfriends brain has gone all mushy already” trey teased as he began thrusting into cater with a rough pace, listening to cater let out loud screams and moans of pleasure, the gingers whole body feeling as if I was on cloud nine.

“Keep screaming baby, remind riddle who I’m Fucking” trey mumbled unto caters ear, body feeling it was seeing electrocuted as cater gripping at his back, dragging his nails down his shoulder blades as his long freshly shaven legs wrapped around his waist.

Treys hand was back on caters cock, pumping it in time with his thrust, giving it all to make cater cum, his own orgasm quickly building up as his balls slapped against caters bubble ass.

“F-fuck please trey! A-ah-ah!?” Cater managed out, eyes screwed shut, mouth open and dripping saliva, both boys bodies covered in sweat. “You’re close aren’t you- shit- cum for me cater” as soon as trey gave the go, his hand and caters stomach was covered in strings of white cum, caters body spased as trey milked his cock, every last drop coming out.

Soon after trey spilled Inside of cater, painting his gummy walls white. Trey letting out a pitiful groan right in caters ear, which honestly almost got him hard again.

Soft pants filled the room as trey and cater calmed down, the two of them starring into eachothers eyes as treys cock softened. “You alright cater?” Trey asked softly, bringing his clean hand up to caress his lovers cheek.

“Mhm,,, I’m sorry for getting mad at you” cater said, the last bit said softer then the rest. Trey chuckled a little and kissed his forehead “it’s alright, I’ll talk to riddle tomorrow, I’m sorry for not coming back”

Cater whined a little as trey pulled his fully soft cock out, cum leaking out of the other boy. “I’ll go get a wash cloth” trey said, placing okie last kiss on caters lips before getting off the bed.

“You better not waste my cum!” Cater told trey as he sat up on his elbows, gasping as he watched trey move his dirtied hand up to his mouth and licked the cum off of it. “See, non wasted” trey said as he showed his hand to cater, walking over to caters might stand and pulling out one of his nicer clothes that he kept for times like these. A soft smile plastered upon both boys faces as they cleaned up.

[angelsrcute]

I suck his dick, it's big, it's very-very big! ᝰ.ᐟ✮⋆˙

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd make you cockwarm him while he works, the door unlocked, his dick so close to your g-spot but he wouldn't let you move! hands keeping your waist in place as his dick keeps you all stuffed n warm.

“I'll be done soon, sweetheart, you can wait a little more right? So, be a good girl n stop movin’ so much.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd praise you for sucking him off so good, tears forming at the corner of your eyes as you try not to gag on his huge dick. Guiding your tongue on his dick, gently holding your hair, shooting thick ropes of cum in your mouth.

“God, your mouth feels so good, my sweets. Keep goin’ alright? looking so pretty f’ me.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd taunt n insult you while you gag on his dick, roughly grabbing your hair and making you take him fully. Your mascara n lipstick all ruined, eyes rollin’ back when he cums in your mouth. :(

“You look like some cheap whore like this, y'know. I bet you're getting wet from me degrading you, hm? As expected.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd fuck you in a mating press, his big cock stretching your insides, hitting your womb. Pressin’ his hand on your tummy to feel his dick in you, making you whine. Your tummy already full from how much he cums, you definitely can't go for another round.. + he's gonna fuck you till you need a wheelchair.

“It won't fit? Don't worry, darlin’. Gonna make your cunt remember my dick, don't worry! Even if it does forgets, I'll just fuck ya again.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd fuck you till your dumb n can only think of him and his dick if you do decide to act all bratty or he'd just tie you up n put a vibrator on your clit and watch as you squirm around trying to get a release, but he turns off the vibrator just when you're gonna cum. :(

"Should've thought before being like that, what did you expect, princess? acting all flirty with that random guy, trying to make me jealous."

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who’re either super experienced from sleeping around or just fucking virgin losers, walkin’ around with that big ass dick in his pants.

— FYODOR, Leona, Dazai, NIKOLAI, Beel, Chuuya, Diavolo, SEBEK, Lucifer, Malleus, MAMMON, Jack, Blade, Neuvillette, Sampo, IDIA, Zhongli, Scara, CHILDE, TOJI, Jing yuan, Gojo, Sukuna, NANAMI, Dr. ratio, Wriothesley, ALHAITHAM, CATER + your favs.

[lyneira]

♤ "Not worthy?" I'll show you differently ♤

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

"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.

Extra:

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

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

[angelltheninth]

Could I request a shy reader who gets easily embarrassed when Cater, Trey, Malleus and Vil compliments her during sex?

Oh, this is cool, I really like it when they're shy. So fun to tease.

Pairing: Trey Clover, Cater Diamond, Vil Schoenheit, Malleus Draconia x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, teasing, mirror sex, forced eye contact, clothed sex, hugs, praise, cock riding, possessive sex, clit stimulation, Reader is pinned down

A/N: This was such a good prompt I had so much fun with this one. Especially with Trey and Vil.

TREY

Won't push you to look at him, hell he won't even make you take off your clothes if you don't want to. You can still ride his cock even with your uniform on. No shame in not wanting to tear each others clothes off right away or in you hiding your hot, flustered face in his shoulder while letting out the cutest little whimpers he's ever heard. You think it's gonna make his cock any less hard because of that? Fuck no, it just means he takes it as even more of a personal victory when you can finally be naked and look into his eyes.

CATER

He tries very hard to bring you out of your shell. Lord knows he's not shy. He has no problem going down on you and being very chatty while doing it too. He knows he should shut up when his mouth is busy on your clit but how can he when you're being so cute for him? You coming on his face is not enough for him, he wants you to look at him when he pushes his cock in, he needs to see it clearly, how good he's making you feel. So please look at him, just for a moment, allow him that satisfaction of seeing your face when you come undone.

VIL

This may not be the only reason he has a mirror in his bedroom but its certainly becoming one of the leading ones. This way, when he has you on all fours you have no choice but to show him your completely fucked out expression, your mouth still dripping with the remains of his cum while he fills your other hole as well. You can't even focus anymore can you? It's alright, he's got you, he's here, you don't need to be scared, listen to your desires, let yourself go, he will be right behind you to catch you, to fuck you, to love you.

MALLEUS

Doesn't like that keep avoiding looking at him when you have sex. He's always looking at you, always, not a second goes by that he doesn't think about you, how much he loves you. He wants you to know it, to see it. His hand grabs you hard by the chin and forces you to look at him, that's better. Just a little more. When he senses you start to relax a little he lets go and gently cups your face while his cock resumes his unyielding pace, balancing on the edge of soft and rough.

[melobin]

melo waffling .. but it’s about a threesome at the gym with sungchan and anton ^.^

they’re both regulars at your gym.. just two guys who work out together, you can tell they’re friends because they always come with each other, always using machines next to each other .. helping eachother when lifting weights !! sometimes they have other friends who go with them, but usually it’s just them.

you don’t mean to stare.. but it’s hard.. both of them often wearing shirts that show off their toned arms .. always lifting their shirts up to wipe the sweat off of their forehead, exposing their glistening torsos to your perverted eyes. you think you’re slick taking glances at them, but you’re not !! of course they know you’re watching them they’re not stupid !! how could they miss a pretty girl watching them every other night they’re there …

they’re cautious with how they approach you, with how you usually go to the gym late at night when not many people show up and them being two rather large men .. they don’t want to scare you away, even though they know you wouldn’t be scared, of course you won’t, not with how you watch them.

sungchan decides to approach you first, being the older of the two boys, wanting to greet you warmly and carefully. maybe not too carefully, not with how his eyes shamelessly looked over your body mid greeting, stopping on the way your sport bra clung to your tits.. the slight chill in the air made your nipples hard and the thin material done nothing to hide them from his eye sight. if he’d known you better he would’ve made a joke about warming them up for you !! .. it wouldn’t have been a joke.

he’s quick to introduce you to his good friend anton!! anton’s a little quieter than sungchan but still quite forward, his eyes also fall to the same place as sungchan’s .. maybe they were just as perverted as you.. they were. their eyes barely left you when they saw you.. always talking about how to approach the pretty girl that went to their gym .. their friends through they were insane, the gym wasn’t the place to try and fuck a girl but.. to sungchan and anton, fucking you would just be a pleasurable workout for all parties involved.

surely, they weren’t going to try and fuck you right away? surely there’d be some sort of build up to it.. some sort of time frame between the three of you first meeting and then trying to get with you .. well, you’d be wrong !!! they had their eye on the prize, you, and they were going for it immediately.

it began with sungchan, his fingers trialing over the skin of your bare waist as he stood near you, complementing you on your stance whilst doing certain things .. “noticed your stance when you do squats.. it’s very good, you seem to know what you’re doing” a cheeky smile.. using his knowledge of exercising to get to you.. maybe it shouldn’t have worked but with a man as attractive as him.. of course it did !!

but.. he can’t get his hands on you properly by complimenting you, so he decides to give you tips.. offers to guide you into an even better position that will help you get what you want, but he tells you it might hurt your core.. but it’ll be worth it in the end. that’s how sungchan gets himself behind you, chest against your back as he helps you bend down. cock wedged between the cheeks of your ass due to the lack of briefs under his sweats…he knew what he was doing, you knew what he was doing. anton also knew what he was doing. sungchan wasn’t slick, but he also wasn’t trying to be.

“i don’t think this is the proper place to personally train someone, don’t you agree anton? anyone could interrupt our.. training” you were patient in letting them do what they planned, it’s amusing watching them go back and forth in whatever dialogue they must’ve reversed before hand. anton would agree !! claiming a quieter, more secluded spot would be better for the three of you.

anton would suggest one of the private changing rooms .. “there’s mirrors in there.. it’s okay if we’re just stretching” you’d agree to go with them, without any reluctance. you knew what kind of stretching was going to be happening and you knew, realistically, it’s not something you should be doing in an open gym with cameras everywhere. not for your first time with them anyway.

the door would be the locked the moment the three of you step in. anton finding his place behind you, facing the mirror. his frame is similar to sungchans … he still towers over you.. his hands feel just as hot on your skin…. sungchan would walk over to you slowly .. a sly smile on his face .. “so you were interested in stretching? i’m always willingly to help a pretty girl out”

turns out part of the stretching he was talking about was hooking your leg over his shoulder as he sunk to his knees between your legs and ate you out… having anton wrap an arm around your waist to keep you up.. his other hand gripping your tits under your shirt as sungchan flicked his tongue against your clit. the two were ruthless together. sunghan didn’t hold back, especially when he pushed a finger into you and dug his other hand into the skin of your ass.. pressing a second finger into you and laugh as your moans echoed throughout the small room. anton would be more quieter but his grip on you wouldn’t falter.. lips finding your neck.. eyes watching you through the mirror as yours were squeezed shut.

sungchan was honest about helping you with stretching !!!! even more so when he let you rest your head on his lap as anton spread your legs apart to press his cock into you. he was thick… stretching your cunt out so deliciously.. sungchan promised to help you through the intense stretch.. fingers brushing through your hair as his others went down to play with your clit!!! anton’s cock abusing your little hole.. the whole thing would give you nothing but ecstasy.. pure, unfiltered pleasure filling the room with each deep thrust from anton.

sungchan wouldn’t fuck you.. not then at least … promises you as he plays with your hair that you’ll get to feel his cock next time !!! stretching takes time and he doesn’t want you to be too overwhelmed during your first session with them !! plus, you needed something to look forward too and him promising to stuff your sweet cunt full of his cum was just as exciting as it could get.

[cvlutos]

“No Nut November” Pt.3

| Repost: 01.09.23 | 1.4K | Mature |

NRC 3rd Years X GN!Reader

| Sexual Themes | Masturbation | Flirting | Sorta Creepy | Voice Kink | Phone Masturbation(One-sided) | Etc. | Proceed with Caution, Dearest. |

Earl’s Notes: A special thanks, to those who have reposted and shared as such with me<3

♡ TREY CLOVER ♡

LOSER #ONE

Let me preface all this with those who lost, lost most definitely on purpose, except for Cater and Idia. Trey’s losing. That’s his first thought when Ace and Deuce ramble about it to him and knows he’ll lose if you’re anywhere near him. If you just don’t ever acknowledge his existence, he’s automatically winning. But you don’t, 'cause he’s got baked goods that you like and they're free. Ain’t no way you're avoiding him. Trey also doesn’t take NNN super seriously, so it’s okay if he loses. I also have this slight thing that Trey already loves when people eat his deserts, but with you, it turns him alil on, not in a creepy way, but ya know. He’s turning the other way if you get any sorta food stuck on your lips, or face.

Ngl, he probably daydreamed about this exact scenario, as much as he hates to admit. He just learned a new recipe for your favorite dessert, deciding to add a Lil whipped cream. He was so proud of himself, as he texted you about it, and you, being a loyal friend without hesitation, pull up. You and whip cream, we know what this leads to. You, silly Lil, you end up with whipped cream on your face. Trey, without skipping a beat, imagines it as his cu—he has to excuse himself. Moving to his room to jack one-off. He’s extremely guilty after.

“I’m glad you like the dessert. I made it with you in mind.”

♡ CATER DIAMOND ♡

LOSER #TWO

Stood not a chance. Wasn’t even gonna try. He’s such a horn dog. It’s almost embarrassing at this point. 90% of the time, you're responsible for his third boner of the day. Because Cater is such a social phone person, he has multiple pictures and most definitely trades with Ruggie. He just has the most innocent to the most scandalous (as in you sleeping at Heartslabyul, don’t be weird) Like he has access to you, or your pictures 24/7, a recipe for disaster.

So, as always, it’s a nightly ritual at this point. Laying on his back, his roommates are far into dreamland. It’s late as his eyes gradually run along the phone screen, slowly pumping his dick. Your name is a silent cry on his lips. He’s shamelessly losing and doesn’t give a damn.

“[Nickname]! You are simply the cutest, letting me take a pic!”

♡ LEONA KINGSCHOLAR ♡

LOSER #THREE

Not only is it a chore to participate, but also a chore to actually do the deed. As well as Ruggie sending photo after photo of you, being you. Which has the lion beastman slightly interested, but far too damn lazy. Leona is lasting till the end of the month, simply because he doesn’t get horny, like could go weeks without masturbation. So it really is a ‘if he feels like it’ situation. Like if he needs to cum, he’s going to. Not some imaginary competition is stopping him. Though Leona attempts the competition for about 5 minutes before he’s bored with it.

He definitely forgets for the later weeks of November, till one compromising moment. Not even something inherently sexual, you had massages his ears, something that only lovers would do. Most definitely tried to ignore the boner that tightened his boxers as he tried to sleep, tossing in turning. He finally settles with a growl, nearly shoving his hands into his underwear. (Though I’m personally a firm believer Leona would never wear clothes to bed, you and Ruggie probably begged him to at least wear underwear so that when you had to wake the lion prince, he didn’t whack you in the face with that horse of his. Ruggie’s actually been slapped, which is hilarious)

“Leave me be, Herbivore. I’m not doing something so dumb.”

♡ VIL SCHOENHEIT ♡

WINNER #ONE

Short and sweet, if he’s going to cum to you, it’s going to be within your presence. He’s not going to fantasize about you, he’s going to have you. So he’ll wait till he has you. Period.

“I have no desire, Spudling. Why is it you care? Do you desire to bed me?”

♡ ROOK HUNT ♡

LOSER #FOUR

We saw how he is with Neige and this man damn near nearly cums with anything he sees as beautiful. Like he’s weird. Rook Hunt is mad weird. Though I love him for it. #RookHuntforPresident. Similarly to Cater, he has photos of you, physical and digital, and honest access to you at any point, though he’d never masturbate to you in a tree outside of ramshackle, he has thought about it. He honestly is similar to Vil. He wants to be able to fully experience you and revel in the moment with you, but he ends up thinking about it far too much which leads him being hot and bothered.

So that’s why he loses and isn’t that so beautiful, that he can put competition aside for love and beauty. His breath comes out as short huffs, legs unusually shaking, his hat discarded to the side. His face flush and eyes that seemed to glow, a low moan of your name, cum sputtering from his dick head.

“Mon très cher Trickster, permettez-moi de prendre soin de vous de toutes les manières!”

♡ IDIA SHROUD ♡

INDEFINITE LOSER

Idia is a hentai-watching, cum-drinking slut for you. Like I don’t make the rules. He hypes himself up for NNN, bragging, chatting, confident with all his lil e-friends, til the actual day NNN begins. His goal was to simply ignore you, like as if you didn’t exist, like you wouldn’t just show up uninvited. How hadn't he included that in his calculations? Most definitely has a school uniform kink, like have you met this man? You could be dressed for a day at the church and he’s cumming at the thought of you sucking him off while the choir sings of the lord. He’s shameless.

His hair wildly burning pink, voice stuttering as his tongue runs across his lips, trying to stop himself from drooling and cumming as he fucked his hand, leaning back in his gaming chair. Your voice is just so nice. His eyes roll into the back of his skull, a shuddered breath as he realizes he’s close. He damn near breaking his phone to hang up as he cums, painting his computer screen. Leaving you on the other line, completely confused.

“I-I-I wasn’t avoiding you! Just—Just working…. Yes! This game counts as work! Get Out!”

♡ MALLEUS DRACONIA ♡

WINNER #TWO

Now, why would you tell this man about NNN? Cause he’s genuinely distraught. Like should he win in your honor, or should he simply indulge in his desires to bed you? Literally asking Lilia, the worst person to ask, cause Lilia is having a field day. Best day of Lilia’s life. He’s telling Malleus to simply have fun and try. It’s better that way if you wait. The problem is Malleus doesn’t want to wait. Spoiled royal rich boy. I swear. Why must he suffer in simply doing what he pleases with his soon-to-be darling? Half of Diasomnia recognizes you as Malleus’ spouse, which is a little problematic once you actually go to the dorm and half the people are referring to you as if you're royalty. Malleus is absolutely pleased that Diasomnia accepts you, even though you aren’t together yet.

Malleus is the only one on this list who will directly go to you. Without a doubt, just appearing with little fairy lights in your bedroom, a large unhidden bulge. Like who let a horse in the house. Literally scares you out of your skin. Grim, luckily, isn’t home. He’s sorry but swears it’s urgent. Thinks you jacking him off is a loophole to NNN, he’s a darling. So when you send him away, embarrassed as hell, he’s sulking in his bedroom. Refusing to masturbate unless you're there. (Deadass sitting with arms crossed, glaring at the wall with a pout, boner still very prominent. He’s a spoiled, royal rich kid.)

“Then I will simply make them mine. That way I can indulge happily.”

♡ LILIA VANROUGE ♡

LOSER #SIX

Menace. Loses, cause it’s funny. You being scared by him turns him on. Like it’s hot to see your body flinch, and your eyes widen. Loves it. He’s lived so, so long, so the oddest of things turn him on. This is probably a cycle through all of November, him scaring you, but purposely not cumming till the very last day.

Teeth digging into his lower lip, hand slowly teasing, dragging along his cock, imagining it's you. Rolling his head to the side with a hot chuckle. Your name is hot and playful on his tongue. You’re so worth the wait, so worth the pain. Though this isn’t a victimless crime, you feel what he felt one day. (Bout to become a Lilia Supremacist)

“Fufufu~ [Name], you teasing little thing~”

ⓒ 2023 love-thanatopsis — all rights reserved. Any sort of plagiarizing, copying, modifying, translating, editing of my works are strictly prohibited.

[twistedhc]

H, K, V and X with Fem Cater and Ace 👁️🎀

Thank you for requesting nony hier you are🤗🎀

Cater

Hands: Cater has very soft slender hands. She is quite skilled do to her having a good bit of experience. With pleasing others as well as herself.

Kinks: She's quite into video or phone sex. And as a result she's become rather fond of mutual masterbating.

Volume: Usually doesn't get to loud. But if you ask her she'll start to tease you by loudly mouning in in your ear.

X-ray: She has nice cervc. Size c cup that make for nice pillows. Her thighs are soft and fill out any tights or stockings she wears.

Ace

Hands: A little shaky at first. But she gets used to it. And starts teasing you relentlessly.

Kinks: Has a bit of a praise kink but would die before she ever told you this.

Volume: Can usually keep her voice down. But if you get rough with her or tease her a lot she'll start getting pretty loud. Much to her embarrassment.

X-ray: She has a slim and athletic body. She has an A cup. But if you comment on them she has a tendency to get a little differenceif. As she is a bit insecure. She has well sculptite legs from playing basketball. And gets a bit embarrassed if you compliment them.

[treysimp]

Violent Delights (Part 2)

Part 1 // Part 2 (This Part!) // Part 3 (Coming Soon!)

It's time lovelies! Happy Halloween event and I hope you enjoy this next chapter!

Words: 5.8k

Tags: smut, yandere, masturbation, unhealthy behavior, obsessive behavior, reader’s body not described nor are pronouns used.

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Exhausted from your obligations but giddy at the prospect of getting to see Cater, you trudged your way to Heartslabuyl from the main campus. Crowley wasn't kidding when he called these people VIPs, half of the questions they had for you were about the allocation of the school budget, year-over-year enrollment metrics, and asking what kind of tax credits you all qualified for. You wouldn't know the answer to those questions about any school you attended in your previous schools, let alone an academy in some magical la-la land. Business people were a breed that you would never understand, regardless of how the economy worked (which you highly doubted any of your schooling could have prepared you for anyway).

Arriving at Cater's door, you knocked shyly. You knew that he had invited you to come by, but it was pretty late and you didn't want either of you getting in trouble for running around too late.

You gave it a second and there was no response. Weird. Not very like him. You tried to knock again, a bit harder this time. The door slightly creaked open from the impact, and you could hear some sort of noise inside.

Cater did say that you could come by any time. Maybe he had headphones on?

You stepped in gingerly and your jaw dropped at the sight. Nope, nope it wasn't headphones. He wasn't wearing much of anything.

“Oh? Finally done? How long was that tour for?” Asked Cater, wet skin glistening and fluffy white towel hanging dangerously low over his hips. You could see a slight peek of red curls extend over the hem of said towel and you wanted to faint on the spot. 

“J-just now! Should I come back? You seem… busy.” You say, barely restraining the shake of your voice while you use every bit of self-restraint not to ogle the guy in front of you.

Cater laughed like a chime on a windy day and shook his head.

“I’m not busy at all, let me put on shorts real fast. Come on in.” You nodded and listened, purposely turning yourself towards the wall as you heard the shuffle of fabric behind you. Would there be any harm in looking? Just a bit? Ugh, yes of course there would be! He could catch you, stupid!

“All done!” 

You spun back around to sadly see Cater fully dressed in shorts and a tee. He was digging through some drawers in his room until a sudden ‘AHA’ snapped you from the progress of your eyes wandering the curves of his body and comparing him clothed to how he looked without them. 

“Here!” Cater exclaimed. He was holding a beaded chord in his hand with a glimmering little stone. 

“A bracelet?” You questioned. It looked like a friendship bracelet that you would make for your friends as a child. It was well done, you particularly liked the large diamond-shaped bead at the center.

“They’re supposed to grant wishes!” Cater exclaimed excitedly, showing a similar bracelet to the one he was presenting you on his arm. “I know it’s silly, but I saw it and thought of you.” 

Your ears were burning. That was so adorable of him. You held out your arm to him and motioned to your wrist with the other. 

“Go ahead, put it on.” You asked, suddenly feeling even warmer than you had when you had walked in on Cater being only half-dressed. 

Cater nodded and started getting to work on getting the bracelet secured. He seemed to be struggling to tie it, but the determined look in his eyes made you want to giggle. 

You could feel the body heat radiating off of him from the proximity. It was comforting, and it made you want to snuggle into him and doze the night away. After finally overcoming the struggle of securing the bracelet, Cater took his hands away and grinned widely.

“Now we’re twinning! Let me get a pic.” Cater pulled your hand into place over a cute area rug and forced you to do a few poses of your hand in his, making a heart, entwining your fingers, and double peace signs. It was all so innocent but you were so flustered from seeing him so bare earlier that it felt like much more of an endeavor. “Perfect!” He exclaimed, straightening the photos, adding filters, and smoothing out the skin of both of your hands.

“T-thank you for the gift.” You said shyly, examining the bracelet on your wrist and cradling it like it was a valuable family heirloom. “I ah, I need to go back to Ramshackle.” You trail off, hoping to sound tired rather than flustered at this relatively innocent series of events. Okay, mostly innocent.

Cater smiled and walked you to the door, “Thank you for coming over! Do you want me to walk you back?” He asked, eyes shining with concern while he placed his warm palm on the small of your back.

“No thanks! I gotta… I’m good, thank you.” You shakily replied. You didn’t know how much more your heart could handle. 

“Okay! Stay safe, I’ll text you about our date tomorrow.” Cater said with a wave and a wink. 

You nodded, waving and ambling about until you saw that Cater had shut his door. Once you were in the clear, you proceeded to speed-walk back to Ramshackle as fast as your feet could carry you. 

You had one more problem though, the dream.

Your dreams that night had played out innocently enough, you were back in front of Cater’s door, quietly knocking and waiting for him to respond. Unlike reality though, it wasn’t Cater in a towel that you had walked in on.

He was completely bare, one leg propped up on the end of his bed while the other one was pumping his length as his mouth hung open in a silent moan. 

You froze, taking in the scene. He looked heavenly, like a marble statue, soft-sculpted muscles taut from strain. His face was deeply flushed, his eyes screwed shut. Beautiful.

Cater opens his eyes and stares right at you with a smirk, as if he was fully aware that you were here and you wanted him. 

“Are you going to just stand there, or help me?” He cooed, slick hand and reddened length glistening in the low light.

You tried to respond but your voice wouldn’t come out. Cater didn’t stop, he just moaned one word.

Your name.

But-!

You bolted up from surprise at the screech of your morning alarm. You blindly felt for your phone and turned it off, burying your face into your hands with a deep sigh.

How were you going to be able to look Cater in the eyes now?

Cater stood outside Heartslabuyl, his hair down, wearing a more casual look than either the school uniforms or the dorm uniform typically gave him. He had been spending time daydreaming about what you might be wearing, he hoped that you looked just as nice as you had for the tours. His mind wandered to the face you had made when you walked in on him the other night, eyes wide in shock, hand covering your mouth as you tried to tear your eyes off of him. Luckily for him, you were far too obvious about the way your eyes had caressed across the planes of his body. He wished that he had been able to press his head to your chest to hear the change in your heartbeat.

"Cater!" You called, and he spun around happily.

You looked embarrassed, eyes darting around in a clear struggle to look him in the face. You're so cute!

He couldn't wait to see all the other faces he could get you to make with his body alone. He’s so glad that he went with the ‘just showered’ plan. 

"Did you wait long?" You asked, even though you had arrived five minutes early yourself.

He had gotten here forty minutes early actually. He was way too giddy to do anything else. It's not that he expected you to arrive that early yourself, more that the joy he felt while waiting for you was so exhilarating, it felt like he could fly without a broom.

"I just got here." He said with a charming smile, pushing himself off of the wall he was leaning on with his foot. "Do you wanna get going, cutie?"

You laughed a little and slapped at his arm, shushing him. Cater caught the hand that you had slapped him with in one of his own, taking off at a run while pulling you behind him.

"The bakery will be all out of pastries if we don't hurry!" He yelled, urging you forward with mutual laughter and stumbling.

Thankfully the bakery wasn't all that far, but you are both huffing and puffing from the run, leaning against the glass to look at the mouth-watering confectionery contained within.

You still seemed awkward from last night, but it seems like he had succeeded in breaking the ice between the two of you for the time being. Your eyes were glued to a particularly good-looking pastry, mentally adding up how much spending money you had and how many snacks you could buy in total. Since you were going to get more allowance for your groceries this week, you had a little extra for fun things.

"Do you know what you want?" Cater asked, leaning so that his face was just a few inches from where you had been squishing your nose against the bakery glass.

You felt your face growing hot yet again as you flashed back to him from your dream last night, the way high thighs quivered, the sweat rolling down his cheek that caused his wavy hair to stick to his face, the veins in his arms as he-! Oh god, oh god, stop stop stop.

You reached up and slapped yourself on both of your cheeks, the sound of the clap causing Cater to flinch. You were sure you looked crazy, but you didn't know where you could get a cold shower in the middle of town.

"Y-yeah, I want the profiterole I think." You replied, voice shaking and eyes slightly watering from the sting of your self-inflicted horny-jail punishment. He was your friend still, and you saw him in an embarrassing and vulnerable moment. It's wrong to be so aroused by that! It was wrong but...

Looking up again at Cater, his eyes were seductively half-lidded as he looked down at you, his eyes practically looking like they were glowing. Man, you were in denial, but he was beautiful, wasn't he? 

"The profiterole, huh?" He replied, looking at the treat that you had indicated. "If I get the maple bar, would you split both with me?"

You nodded fervently, you had been between both of those anyway, this was a win-win. Cater laughed at your obvious enthusiasm.

"Okay, let's grab those and set up a picnic somewhere." Cater walked inside and almost instantly walked out with the two pastries. You were surprised, isn't this place usually busy? You tried to peek behind Cater, but he somehow kept swerving just right to block your vision.

"We got lucky, I guess!" He replied, shoving the bag with the food into your hands and pushing you towards the park he had pointed out just a minute before.

He had called ahead and had the two items put aside for him. He couldn't risk your date being ruined by your favorite treats being out. He knew you would want the profiterole or the maple bar, so he grabbed both and decided to just take the one you didn't want. He was fine with anything, especially now that he saw how your eyes had sparkled when you peered into the rustically-charming bakery.

"I can pay for mine," You whine, finally giving up the struggle and allowing him to steer you towards the small grove of trees that he had decided was perfect for your rendezvous. 

"No, no, I asked you out, remember? I'll pay." He said, shaking his pretty hair and reaching over to boop you on the tip of your nose.

"Let me spoil you."

You sighed. You consider yourself fairly independent, especially after arriving in this world. "Okay... fine."

You and Cater settled on the grass, trading silly stories from the previous week and munching on your shared goodies. You weren't sure the last time you had laughed this hard, feeling so much of the stress that weighed down on you washing away as you teased, argued, and shyly flirted with Cater. He knew how to make you feel good, huh?

"Oh, you have something there..." Before you could ask what Cater meant, a hand cupped your cheek and a warm and wet swipe caressed the corner of your mouth.

Popping his head back up from your face, Cater grinned from ear to ear.

"Powdered sugar." He said simply, licking off the tips of his fingers that had been holding your face just a moment ago.

The heat under your skin that had broiled you alive last night returned in full force. What was wrong with you? You were a mess.

“T-thanks…” You stuttered, “I appreciate that… you’re always so n-nice to me.” You found yourself physically unable to make eye contact again. 

Cater’s eyebrow rose in a clear expression of amusement. He leaned just a bit closer to you, and suddenly you could smell the snack both of you had been eating, as well as some other implacable sweet scent. It was enthralling, it made you lean in towards him as well, feeling intoxicated by his presence. 

What was it about him? It felt like no matter what you did you couldn’t quite think straight when Cater was involved. It was like a gravitational pull, you weren’t sure when it started, but it was unstoppable. 

Observing your dreamy eyes with unmistakable affection, Cater makes his move, threading his hand at the base of your scalp and pulling you into a heated kiss. 

There was something so strange about it, it felt so much more intense than it had any right to. Your mouths moved in perfect synchronicity, hot breaths and gasps spilling forth as you mutually grabbed for every bit of the other they could reach. You had the slight thought in the back of your mind that you were both outside right now, but it seemed like the little grove of trees blocked you from any sort of outside view. How lucky is that?

You both separated for breath and God, Cater looked so beautiful. Lovesick eyes beam back at you, pupils blown wide, and chest rising and falling at a rapid pace. Giving you but a meager second for breath, he dove back into your embrace, hands unbuttoning the first couple of closures on your shirt while his kisses trailed from your lips to your chin and then the juncture of your neck. 

“C-cater…” You said breathily, your hands drifting to the back of his head to comb your fingers through his beautiful hair. 

Pausing for only a brief second between kisses, Cater let out a soft, ‘hmmm?’

“I always knew you were meant to love me.” You said, pulling away and holding Cater by the shoulders. “Ever since I set eyes on you.” 

His heart was beating wildly, was he dreaming? Were all of his dearest wishes coming true? 

He felt like he could faint, and as the view of your beaming face started spinning, he realized that he was. 

Cater slumped forward into you, his head lolling to the side on your shoulder. You giggled, how cute was he when he slept? So sweet, so defenseless. Everything had worked out perfectly. Now you just needed to get him home. You hummed as you swiped through your phone to find the right contact. 

“H-hello! Cater is-! Cater just fainted! I need help getting him back home!”

Really, it was amazing that your plans had gone so well. It all felt like fate. When you popped out of that coffin, head muddled and heart beating erratically, you thought that you were dead. Upon scanning the hooded crowd of the mirrored room, that’s when you saw him. Ginger curls peeking out from under a hood, eyes a sparkling emerald green. You knew you had to have him! Clearly if you were dead, you had made it into heaven. What a wonderful surprise. 

After that, you knew that you had to start subtle. You would suggest that your friends let you study in their dorm and they were always happy to oblige. It seemed like Cater was always in the lounge when you were, further convincing you of the magnetic pull that you both had to each other. He would run by and hug you in the halls, pick up things that you dropped, and even would secretly save pieces of the mouth-watering Heartslabyul unbirthday desserts for you! He was so very thoughtful. 

When he had asked you out shopping, your heart sailed with joy. It felt like every dream was coming true. You followed Cater after he left you in the hallway, hoping to see every second of him that you could before he bounced away to his next class.

That was when you noticed something unusual. Cater had looked around suspiciously, scanning for something. Luckily for you, there was a cabinet that you were able to duck behind to avoid his view. He never really surveyed his surroundings any other time you had watched him, you thought. 

Seeming satisfied with the scan, Cater walks into the nearby bathroom, clearly preoccupied. Well, you would just have to find out what was wrong, right? It would kill you if something was bothering your darling Cater. You just had to follow him.

Opening and closing the squeaky door of the ancient bathroom in silence was not an easy feat, but it seemed that nothing was amiss. One stall was closed. You tried to peek at the shoes of the person inside but the door to the stall went all the way to the floor. Okay, Plan B. 

Just as softly as you had opened and closed the previous door, you did so again. Pressing your ear up to the wall closest to Cater, you heard two distinctive noises. Wet squelching and moans. You bit your lip to hold back a squeal of excitement. Was he really?

You turned your phone on to a voice recorder app and slipped it in the crack of the two stalls as much as you could manage. No video, but sounds would have to do. You could see the soundbar bouncing wildly, clearly it was picking up more than you could hear right now. 

After a hot second of waiting in anticipation, you heard the other stall open and you held your breath. Your heart was pounding in your ears as you heard the faucet run and one additional door slam. After a beat, you breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed your phone, pressing it against your ear to hear your recording. 

The same sounds that you had heard through the wall were present, with one more. A word. Your name. You felt like your lip might begin bleeding due to how hard you were biting it between shaky breaths. 

It was time! It was time to finally stop planning and start living happily ever after.

You couldn’t wait.  

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 cw.  ♡ 18+ MINORS DNI. — somno, cater deranged thoughts, masterbation, perv cater >_>

(hands u this and leaves)

You are just friends.

Right.

You and Cater are just mutual friends who are in the same class that have mutual interests together and bond over it.

Right? Cater is just your best friend, no romantic attachments whatsoever. Since you guys are just the greatest buddies, you can share anything with him right? Pens, books, papers, drinks, eating utensils…Those are normal things to share with a best friend.

You don't mind too much, sipping the iced coffee drink he bought for you in the cafeteria when he rudely takes it from you to steal a sip himself.

You nearly doubled-over laughing as he finishes his sip, his lips now cherry red because of the lipstick you've been wearing. Did you trick him or something?! Yet Cater laughs it off with an amused grin, his lips stained with yours.

You don't even mind sharing a bed with him, a sleepover with a friend is always great! Too bad you slept early, leaving him awake beside you while you snooze off. Cater almost feels bad acting like a pervert, shame creeping into his spine as he gets closer to your warm, pliant body. He almost feels bad palming his hard-on with you wrapped around his other hand, the other shaky hand going down to free himself so he can stroke himself properly.

Cater wonders what your expression would look like when you catch him jerking off beside you… would it be disgust? anger? flustered?— His thoughts cut off as the soft sigh of his name escapes your lips.

Cater freezes up, waiting for the whiplash, but you nuzzle in closer to him, nearly crushing his other arm with your grip. Are you dreaming of him? His face flushed up, hand going faster as he tried to hide his pathetic whimpers. Is it a wet dream? Are you thinking about me like that? Pre cum drips from his leaking cock, lips bitten cherry red to desperately hide his sounds.

He doesn't feel as bad as before, cumming with a choked whimper as his spent sticks to his stomach, hips twitching from stimulation. Cater carefully gets out of bed to not wake you up and rinses off all the perverted thoughts of you, shame taking over his body.

At least you didn't wake up.