#he occupies my mind too much and I can't concentrate

[perfektblau]

im about to go feral and eat this table because I can't romance gortash. I never thought I'd desire that man this much

[saerotonins]

it's ovulating szn

ft. nanami kento x fem!reader

content warnings: reader has a uterus, reader is horny, can't blame them though, kento is just fucking hot, suggestive, making out, thigh grinding, implied smut, reader has periods, reader is called a slut once, nanami nutted in his pants LOL, not beta read

wc: 915

note: wrote this while being half-asleep and delirious, i'm sorry in advance

kento just want to finally sit on the couch with you and talk about his day. especially when it's been the bane of his sanity for the past hours he had been working.

but how can you even concentrate listening to your lover when he looks especially good and delicious today?

the words just went in and out of your ears, not having any energy to comprehend any of them. not when kento's lips look so juicy and inviting. his biceps bulging through his blue blouse that is folded until his elbow, practically begging to be touched and held. not when his thighs are spread deliciously, muscles relaxed as he sigh from yet another complaint (something about gojo, but you don't know for sure), his veiny hands and forearms on the top of the cushions on the backrest, holding his face steady. and his voice — oh god— his voice. so hot and raspy that you would do anything to hear his moans right now—

"i don't think you're listening anymore, sweetheart." you search his face for any hint of dejection for not being able to be interactive with his stories, but as you take a look on his face any longer, a tiny smirk is present, giving you an idea that he knows why you're being awfully quiet.

"yeah? well, how can i?" you crawled to him from the other side of the couch, straddling his thighs and making your face closer to his, distance merely a hair's breath away. "when you look this fucking good," deciding you had enough, you cup both of his cheeks into a passionate kiss.

you can still taste the slight hint of coffee that he had earlier in the afternoon, probably his third cup of coffee but you don't mind. kento, being the gentleman he is, opted to give your hips some attention, giving it a firm yet gentle squeeze which makes things even harder for you to contain. the kiss went more aggressive, your teeth clashing against each other, your tongue exploring his mouth, finding the taste addicting.

you hear kento moan against your mouth, swallowing it all. you can already feel your panties soaking wet, you wouldn't even be surprise if you see yourself dripping on his beige trousers. you feel your pussy begging for any ounce of attention but the heavens above must have heard your wishes as kento pushes your hips firmly on his thigh, "sit like a good slut and keep yourself entertained," you knew it was the code for 'go on, use my thigh as you please' and you couldn't be any happier to oblige.

"mmh— hah— kento, oh my god," you felt yourself closer to your climax, the rub against your clit bringing your eyes onto the back of your head. the pressure is too much for you to handle that when you bit your lips to suppress yourself from being to loud, you're positively sure that it's going to bleed.

"let me hear you, darling, come on, use your big girl voice," kento was happy enough to keep your desires occupied as he felt his trousers get tight, but he doesn't mind, your needs are always above his.

"hah— oh lord, you're so, ah!" you yelped as you feel yourself closer to cumming, the friction between your clit and both of your clothed bodies too hot to handle. "i'm gonna cum, kento!" the movement of your hips getting sloppy each second is enough for him to tell even before you said it. "come on then, cum like a good girl," with that, you finally let yourself go.

as you look down at his crotch, you see a big wet patch forming. "oh my god, did you cum too?" you asked him, shocked that his dick was able to bust out even without touching it. "making you finish makes me cum, darling." he chuckles in between light pants.

"well, here's an idea," you let your hands explore his heaving chest, "what is it?" kento answered, his sultry eyes meeting yours.

"why don't we take this to the bedroom, then you can continue your story."

"will you actually listen this time?"

"i'll try." you replied with a suggestive tone, knowing he won't mind telling you the story again as long as he gets to fuck you.

"sounds like a plan."

and with that, kento lifted your body up, the both of you not being able to contain yourselves, making out towards your shared bedroom.

that night, you and kento swear to god that it was one of the best sex that had happened this year.

the next day after your steamy session, kento found you getting irritated to almost every single thing that annoyed you.

the door knob snatching the hem of your shirt? annoyed. your charger not working like it used to? absolutely livid. you found your favorite shirt on the laundry when you were planning to wear it today? at this point satan is asking to be replaced with the stages of rage you just went through.

later that night though, he saw a packet of tampon thrown on the garbage bin in your bathroom.

and then kento swore the gears in his head started working.

ah, so that's why. everything started to make sense.

the few days after that, he took care of your every need and served you like a goddess (not that he was treating you any less regardless if it's that time of the month or not).

[cozymoko]

Kamaboko boys reaction to, "I love you."

This includes: Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Genya Shinazugawa

Pairing: All x Gender neutral reader

WARNING(S): none

HASHIRA VERSION KNY MASTERLIST

⠀⠀TANJIRO KAMADO

He smiled kindly, sneaking a peek at you through his dark, thick lashes. A field of unkempt sakura blooms blossomed along his round cheeks, tingeing them a faint pink. BA-THUMP! BA-THUMP! BA-THUMP! His heart cried out. Your words left him uneasy, embarrassed even, as they lightly tickled his chest. Despite his wishes, he could not speak for he was grinning far too wide to do so.

Training that evening proved to be quite the challenge for the young slayer as vivid pictures of you had obscured his mind, slowly but surely eating away at his concentration. Your words rang through his head like a silver bell, loud and persisting, furthering his desire to see you —touch you— He's getting red just thinking about it!

“T…Thank you for loving me. I really don't deserve you sometimes.” He whispered, leaning into your shoulder. “I love you too.” Tanjiro pressed a light kiss to your cheek, using his free hand to gently grip your unoccupied shoulder. A cheery laugh had escaped you at his chastity, nearly sending his heart into another frenzy. And to no one's surprise, you were enjoying every bit of it.

⠀⠀ZENITSU AGATSUMA

Oh my, you've made the poor thing faint. Stumbling over his words much like any other sweet adolescent. His fair skin held a warmth much like the sun, if not putting it to shame. Even with his lack of consciousness, that same lovesick grin had never fled his lips. Oh, and be a dear and close his mouth. We wouldn't want him to swallow any pesky flies, would we?

Upon his return from the land of dreams, Zenitsu was distraught. His body rested against the plush cushions of your futon with you seated by his side. He watches you gently rest a damp cloth on his burning skin, humming a feeble tune to occupy the silence. Zenitsu cleared his throat in hopes of "cooly" responding to your confession, but as you'd expect, he fails miserably.

“I-I love you too!!” He shouted, clasping your hands to his chest. “Wait, no — I love you more than anything!” You gently push him back towards the futon, tucking him beneath the sheets once more before lightly caressing his rosy cheeks. To him, words simply cannot convey his feelings for you. They are far too complex to describe. He's happy and he sure as hell wants you to know that.

⠀⠀INOSUKE HASHIBIRA

“Eh? The hell is that!?” Of course, he's confused, why wouldn't he be? Don't take it to heart, you expected this after all. (growing up in the wild does that to you.) Nonetheless, you can't help but feel a little bit annoyed by his statement. Just how clueless could he possibly be and why did you care about him so much? Two questions that you decided to indulge in another time.

Once you walked away, Insouke was quick to find Tanjiro and ask what this "love" thing was, seeing as you were so reluctant to tell him. At first, he finds it rather silly. Why do people use those words as a term of endearment anyways? He can just show you how much he cares! But with further convincing from Tanjiro, Inosuke shoves his inquiries to the side...for now.

“I ‘luove’ you, or whatever you said, too.” You gave him the most deadpan expression, using that moment to take in the immediate panic dancing across his gentle features. A snort slipped past your lips as you snaked your arms around his perfectly thin waist. At that point, you didn't know what you hated more, his obliviousness or his pretty face.

⠀⠀GENYA SHINAZUGAWA

“What...what'd you say?” He grimaced at the harshness of his tone as it was not his intention. He turned away from you, brushing his nose with the pad of his thumb in sheer hope of masking his embarrassment. But it didn't. You were able to spot the deep red creeping up the back of his neck to the tips of his ears. Scooting a bit closer to him, you rest your head on his back, rendering him stiff. But at that moment, you just didn't care.

Being as ill-mannered as he is, Genya hadn't expected anyone who didn't share the same blood to genuinely care for him. The boy has natural bitch repellent unbeaten in his DNA so surely even you are aware of the reasoning behind his insecurities. But, I suppose that makes him charming in a very questionable sense.

“You aren't too bad yourself...” which roughly translates to “I love you too so please don't take this the wrong way.” Genya needs as much love as he can get, though he refuses to admit it. As his partner you should go with your gut when dealing with him — if you think he needs comfort, a hug, then just do it — because at times, you seek to understand his emotions better than himself.

[feelbokkie]

Let’s Fall in Love, IRL | Chapter 10

pairing: Jisung x fem reader

genre: smau, crack, angst, fluff, non!idol au, Pen pals to lovers, friend of a friend to lovers

pov: 1st/2nd person (depending on how you view it); 3rd person

warnings: swearing (what's news), slight depiction of a panic attack, mention of food

summary: When she was a child, L/n Y/n was in a horrible accident that left her face disfigured.  After getting bullied relentlessly by her classmates for her appearance, Y/n escaped to the digital world where she meets Felix. Now an adult, Y/n has be come a complete social recluse, only talking to her 4 childhood best friends and roommates and her only friends. When Felix goes AFK one day in the middle of a game, Felix’s roommates decides to step in. Is this the start a new relationship or will Y/n’s crippling social anxiety get in the way?

taglist: CLOSED

word count: 1,840

screenshot count: 11

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"Do you want me to drive on the way back?" Hyunjin asks as he climbs to the front seat.

You watch as Seungmin walks away from the car, straight into the store. Inuyasha sits in the back, now occupying the entire backseat now that Hyunjin is sitting in the front with you. The car is off but soft music plays from Hyunjin's phone.

"I'm fine. Like I said, the car is another safe space." You reply softly.

You lean your head on the headrest of your seat, turning to face out the window to take in the scene. It's gloomy out. Even in late October, it's too cold. If anything, you're glad to be in the warmth of the car. Seungmin is insane for wanting to be out in the cold.

Your eye focuses on Seungmin as you watch him walk out of the store empty-handed. You wait for him to get closer before rolling the window down.

"They didn't have what you're looking for?" You ask as you unlock the car for him to get in.

"I didn't look yet." He says as he pops his head in through the window.

"Then why are you back here? Did you forget something?" Hyunjin asks, looking around his seat.

"No," Seungmin turns to face you again. His bangs just barely reach the top of his eyelids. He dyed it recently, opting for a lighter color than you're used to. His blonde hair resembles the golden brown of Inuyasha's fur. In a way, it makes him look like your dog. "It's pretty dead inside. Do you want to come with me?"

bum, bum, bum

You freeze. You're not sure if it's the late autumn air coming in from the open window or your nerves, but the car suddenly feels much colder than it was just a few seconds older. You can't help but stare at Seungmin. His eyes are soft and concentrated, hoping for you to say yes. The car moves suddenly as Hyunjin adjusts himself in the seat.

"Seungmin, what are you--"

"I'm not talking to you, Hyunjin. I'm talking to my sister."

"She's my sister too, dumbass--"

"I'll go," You say quickly.

You blink at Seungmin, unsure of where this newfound confidence is coming from because you feel anything but confident. Your heart is pounding so hard in your chest that you can feel it in your throat. You’re waiting to throw up your heart any second. Your body feels cold and clammy. You regret your impulsive answer.

“Are you sure?” Seungmin asks, taken aback by your answer.

You think for a moment. The parking lot is empty, meaning Seungmin is right, the store is dead. You should be fine. Plus, you have Inuyasha, if something goes wrong, he knows what to do.

You quickly nod your head before you change your mind. If you need to, if it really is too much, you could always come to the car. Both Hyunjin and Seungmin share a look before Seungmin moves out of the way of your door. You roll your window up as you mentally prepare yourself to leave the car.

It's daunting, the idea that you're about to walk into a store. The risk of running into someone is exponentially higher than your walks with Changbin. He would purposely choose backroads to have less of a chance of seeing other people. But it's almost impossible to avoid running into someone in a store. Your hair might get jostled or your mask could fall, and then what?

You take one, long, shakey deep breath before opening your door and stepping outside. Hyunjin, who you weren't even aware left the car, hands you Inuyasha's leash. Inuyasha hovers closer than he normally does. You close the door behind you, taking one tiny, minuscule step forward before freezing.

"I..." You start, not sure what you want to say in the first place.

"It's okay, I got you," Seungmin says softly as he slips his hand in yours. Your fearful eyes turn to meet Seungmin's hopeful ones. He gives you a small smile.

déjà vu

An image of younger Seungmin flashes in front of you for a second. You remember, your first day at your new school after you entered the group home. You were scared. You didn't talk, having become mute from the shock of the accident that took your parents and your left eye. You weren't close with any of the other kids in the house yet. But on that first day, you stood outside the school gates, terrified to walk in, and Seungmin, barely 5 years old himself, took your hand and didn't let go until you were ready.

"When my mommy and daddy were being mean, I would get really scared. But then my noona would hold my hand and I would be not so scared anymore." His small voice echoes in your mind.

You spent most of your life with Seungmin holding your hand, dragging you along with him so you wouldn't be scared. Not once has he ever complained. Or if he did, he never said anything to you about it. Hyunjin was always on your other side, either with his arm around your shoulder or on your head. He took his job as the oldest of the trio seriously. Always the first one to run to you when you got hurt. Always the first one to say some smartass comment if anyone said anything rude to you. Always the first to get Chan or Changbin if they were needed.

You feel small, like you're 5 years old again, while you stand in the parking lot. But, with Seungmin's hand in yours and Hyunjin's arm being placed on your shoulder, you feel stronger than you did back then. You feel, not so scared anymore.

"Okay," Your grip on Inuyasha's leash and Seungmin's hand tighten as you turn to face the store again.

"We don't have to if you don't want to," Hyunjin whispers as he pulls you into a side hug. You weren't even aware that you were shaking until Hyunjin's grip tightly wrapped around your shoulders.

"I...I can go in. It's fine." You take one deep breath while you stare at the store.

"I need you to understand something--"

"Ah, what the fuck!" Jisung jumps as he opens the door to the apartment, dropping his phone and keys in the process.

He's been gone for a few hours, still trying to process his earlier conversation with Felix. He left him on read, which doesn't look good given the circumstances.

"Were you just sitting in the dark waiting for me to come home?" He asks, holding his hand to his heart.

"That makes me sound like a creep," Felix says as he flips the lights on.

"And you don't think you are?" Jisung finally calms down enough to pick up his phone, silently praying that the screen is still fully intact.

It's painfully quiet in the apartment. Neither Felix nor Jisung dare to say a word while Jisung checks his phone over. The tension from their earlier conversation still loomed over them. Felix teeters on the balls of his as he waits to say something, his earlier confidence completely disappeared when Jisung screamed. The nerve he built up while he sat around waiting for Jisung to come home.

"What were you saying?" Jisung asks as he slides his phone back into his pocket.

"Oh, right," Felix rubbed his hands together, trying to build up the nerve again. "I need you to understand something. I don't like, Y/n. Not like that."

"But?" Jisung hesitates, unsure where this is going.

"No buts. I don't like her like that. End of story." Felix says firmly, emphasizing his position with a final hand gesture.

"So our earlier conversation? The way you've been weird since you found out we were talking? What was that?"

Felix bites his bottom lip, thinking long and hard about how to respond. Because the fact of the matter is: Felix doesn't like you. To him, you're just one of his best friends, and that's all. But that doesn't mean he's not jealous. You're his best friend. He found you first and adopted you as a permanent fixture in his life ever since he was an awkward middle school teen.

"I don't like sharing," He explains simply.

"And?" Jisung walks past Felix, moving to the couch to continue the conversation. "Is Y/n some sort of toy? What are you getting at?"

"That's not what I'm saying. Look," Felix runs his hand through his hair, very nearly ripping it out. "There's not much in my life that I've had that was just mine. My clothes, my career, and my friendship with Y/n. That was it. I shared a room with my sisters and so much other shit throughout my life. I live in a shared space where we pretty much have everything be common use. But--"

"But you didn't have to share friends with Y/n?" Jisung finishes.

"Exactly," Felix finally sits down, leaning against the back of one of the couches.

"I'm sorry...But you're not exactly sharing her. We have our own inside jokes and conversations and all that."

"I know, but...If you two start dating and it goes south, your relationship with her isn't the only one going to suffer."

"What are you...?' Jisung asks softly.

Jisung freezes, finally understanding what Felix is getting at. If you and Jisung broke up, Jisung wouldn't be the only one heartbroken. Your relationship with Felix would be at risk too. Felix introduced the two of you, therefore, he's guilty by association. Felix would rather have Jisung hate him and be jealous than have you not in his life. Even if it makes him look selfish.

"I don't want you to talk to me about Y/n because I don't want to be caught up in your relationship if that's what you really want. I don't want to give her any reason to blame me or walk out of my life."

"You say that like you're expecting me to fuck up," Jisung sits up in his seat a bit.

"I'm not, but I know how Y/n is. She is my best friend. My platonic soulmate. And I want to keep it that way. I rather not have you two date, but that's not for me to say. Just--I don't want you to misunderstand."

Jisung sit quietly for a moment, his eyes fixed on the front door to the apartment. He gets where Felix is coming from. But at the end of the day, he would never dream of hurting you. He likes you. He may even be in love with you. Hurting him would feel like hurting himself. Insane for a relationship that developed by accident a few months ago. The way that you and your voice have completely taken over his brain terrifies and excites him all at once.

"I get that, I get your fear. But I would never hurt Y/n. I can promise you that. I'll take good care of her."

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Buy me a coffee?

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[mauvefayette6]

Hi! I looooove your writing!!!! If it’s no problem, could you right about the boys (specifically Meeks, but I saw that you write for all of them too, so whichever you prefer doing) having a huge crush on keating’s daughter and maybe asking her out?

Mr Keating’s Daughter | [Steven Meeks/fem!Reader]

"I don't know why you read that, you aren't going to follow it anyways," you muttered. You saw a smile rise as he put the book down.

"It keeps me occupied before classes start," he winked and you rolled your eyes. "Shouldn't you be heading over to your school?"

You scoffed, "Why can't I just go here? It would be so much easier for the both of us," you complained. He only shook his head.

"For you to be surrounded by cute boys to distract you? Now, hurry along or you'll be late for your classes."

You groaned before getting off and heading out. You began walking, you looked around the school and admired the building. The walls adorned by ancient photographs of past alumni. You smiled at all of it.

"Hello?" You heard a boys voice say, it snapped you from your fantasy world.

"Hello?" You said back staring in front of you.

"Do you go here?" He asked and you shook your head.

"I'm a teachers daughter. Just heading to school..." You said approaching him. You noticed him and really took in his features.

Curly ginger hair, brown eyes, and big glasses that took up most of his face. You saw his cheeks turn a rose shade of pink and you smiled.

"Sorry, you must not get a lot of girls around here," you smiled and extended your hand for him to shake.

"No, not really..." He mumbled shaking your hand.

"Well, I really should get going. Another tardy and it's a detention for me," you winked before walking away. He watched as you walked away, still in a trance he didn't notice Mr. Keating behind him.

[POV switch]

"I like you very much Mr. Meeks," he said startling him. "Keep your hands away from my daughter, okay?"

Meeks turned around and nodded nervously. Mr Keating walked away as he stood there frozen. No way that beautiful girl is Mr. Keating’s daughter. He shook the feeling away and continued his walk back to his dorm.

He had forgotten his tie, which wasn’t the first time he did that. He walked it, grabbed it, and walked back to the dinning room. The fuzzy feeling resurfaced, the thought of the girl came back.

He sat by his friends still awestruck.

“Meeks?!” Charlie shouted finally throwing a paper ball at him.

“What?” Meeks said startled, he looked at Charlie who had a smirk.

“Who are you thinking about?” Charlie asked mocking Meeks’ lovestruck look.

“None of your business,” he mumbled moving his food from one side to the other.

“It is so my business,” Charlie scoffed offendedly, “If there’s a girl I have to know!”

“Just leave him alone, he must really like this girl if he is keeping it from us,” Neil defended. The bell rang, saving Meeks from Charlie’s interrogation.

Meeks and Pitts walked besides each other.

“You have to tell me who this girl is,” Pitts said looking at Meeks who was much shorter then him.

“I don’t have to do anything,” Meeks mumbled.

“At least tell me if she’s pretty!” Pitts begged.

“She is very pretty,” Meeks blushed.

“You have go introduce me to her! It’s not everyday that we see girls!” Pitts pleaded.

“Obviously not. Besides she doesn’t go here…” Meeks sighed devastated. Pitts and him entered the classroom, they sat at the back of the classroom. Todd and Neil were in the same class but sat in the front, and Charlie and Cameron were by the windows.

Meeks had trouble concentrating in his classes, the girl was still on his mind.

English rolled around and they all walked together to Mr. Keating’s classroom.

“Good evening gentlemen,” Mr. Keating said smiling at the boys entering. “Good evening Mr. Meeks.”

“Good evening Mr. Keating,” they smiled walking to their assigned seats.

Class went on as usual, until the girl from before interrupted the classroom.

“(Y/n)?” Mr. Keating said as she waved to him.

“Last class was canceled so I decided to come… early.” She whispered walking to him.

“That’s okay, go on to the back and do some homework,” Mr. Keating smiled and patted her shoulder.

“(Y/n),” Meeks whispered.

“Sorry gentlemen, that was my daughter,” Mr. Keating announced. He resumed class without another mention of her.

Class was over as everyone packed up for their final class of the day. It was a short Study Hall class. Yet no one was talking about school or homework or how hard the Latin test was. The only thing people were talking about how beautiful Mr. Keating’s daughter was.

“I so call dibs on her!” Charlie announced.

“You can’t dibs a girl, Charlie!” Neil scolded.

“I so can and I so did,” Charlie smirked. Meeks rolled his eyes at Charlie.

They entered the classroom and split into a group of three. Cameron, Meeks, Pitts and Charlie, Neil, Todd.

“That must be your mystery girl,” Pitts whispered to Meeks who blushed.

“Can you two stop talking about girls? It’s Mr. Keating’s daughter have some respect!” Cameron scolded.

Pitts rolled his eyes at him and continued to talk about her with Meeks.

“Cameron is right, that’s Keating’s daughter. We should be respectful and not talk about her like she’s an object.” Meeks whispered to Pitts.

“Tell that to Charlie, he is going around announcing that she’s going to be his girlfriend.” Pitts whispered back.

“Charlie is starting to piss me off,” Meeks whispered.

Class ended and everyone walked to their assigned dorms. Meeks decided to make a detour to the restroom. Deep down he was hoping to bump into her.

He sighed as he climbed up the stairs with no sign of the young girl.

“Meeks?” He heard a feminine voice say from behind him. He quickly turned around to see her at the end of the stairs.

“Yes?” He responded.

She climbed up the steps and smiled at him, “I was starting to feel like you were avoiding me.”

“Avoiding? Why would I ever do that?” He laughed nervously.

“Doesn’t matter, want to walk with me? I forgot something at school and really should get it,” she smiled and Meeks nodded.

[POV Switch]

You walked besides the nervous boy and began telling him about your day.

“Janine is such a bitch,” you told him. “She’s cheer captain and is so taking my spotlight. I voted for Amelia to be captain but everyone always picks the cheerful two faced girl to be cheer captain.” You laughed.

An awkward silence began. You enjoyed the leaves crunching on the floor.

“So… tell me about your friends, how is Welton like?” You smiled and he shrugged.

“Not as interesting as your school. Being in a school full of boys is kind of lame. We take everything seriously and really aren’t allowed to enjoy ourselves.” Meeks complained.

“I bet, for the tuition your parents pay I would think the staff would be awfully strict. Where I go no one takes anything seriously.” You smiled.

“Must be nice,” Meeks smiled.

You shook your head, “In all honesty… I don’t think I’m being used to my full potential. I take advanced classes yet those feel so unchallenging. I’ve been begging my dad to enroll me at Welton or at the very least Henley Hall! I mean I think I could really use the challenge!” You laughed and he laughed with you.

You entered the school with Meeks following behind. You opened up your locker and took out your math and science textbooks.

The walk back was more quiet then the walk there. You could feel your heart beating quickly as your face reddened.

“So, call me crazy but I really like you,” you smiled at him.

“W-what?” He stuttered.

“Yeah! Although you aren’t very talkative I don’t mind! I can talk for the both of us,” you laughed. “I know my dad probably told you to back off, but I would really like to go out. There’s this really cool library cafe combo Downtown if you’re free on Saturday.”

“I’m very free on Saturday,” Meeks smiled.

“Cool. I’ll see you then,” you smiled at him.

You parted ways from Meeks to go to your dad’s classroom.

[POV Switch]

Meeks walked to his dorm his face red like a tomato. His heart was racing and it felt like he could collapse from a heart attack at any point. He entered his dorm and with a giddy expression.

“What happened? You were gone for like hours,” Pitts asked.

“Well, let’s just say I have a date on Saturday,” he smiled.

“Seriously?! With who? Keating’s daughter?!” Pitts exclaimed and Meeks nodded happily. “That’s amazing! Charlie is going to be so angry!” Pitts laughed.

“To hell with Charlie! I have a date with the prettiest girl ever!” Meeks smiled and flopped on his bed.

[the-ace-with-spades]

10 Things I Hate About You hangster AU (but expanded)

because it's occupying my mind too much - featuring Bradley as Kat, Nat as Bianca, Jake as Patrick, and Bob as Cameron (plus Reuben as Micheal and Mickey as Mandella)

All the Top Gun stuff still happened so Ice and Mav adopted Bradley when Carole passed away when he was around eight. They were already in the process of adopting at the time (because this is an au where systemic homophobia doesn't exist) and not long after, Bradley got a little sister - Natasha.

She's two years younger and a bit shy at first but definitely becomes a social butterfly with some help. They get along like a house on fire and despite being siblings, they consider themselves best friends.

It all changes when Ice gets sick.

The diagnosis is followed by a heartbreaking six months and Ice passes away three days before Bradley starts high school. Bradley is grieving and Nat is grieving and Mav is grieving and can't keep up with how to help them.

After Ice's death, Mav switched to an instructor position so he wouldn't be deployed anymore - he's only been taking non-deployable roles since. He considered retiring altogether but he knew it'd be hard to find a job that would pay as well and had the same benefits. He still works crazy hours but tries to be a present parent to them both.

Bradley goes through a rebellious phase, something happens during his sophomore year and then all his misbehavior goes down to something else - he's bitter and cynic and Mav doesn't know what is going on. He's worried but he prefers this Bradley over the Bradley he had to pick up from the police station every week or who had to be tested with an alcomat after coming home on Sunday morning or who skipped school for a week straight.

Nat, who was used to having Bradley as her best friend, tries to find her own friends. Turns out, people don't like strong, intelligent, and confident girls so she switches how she lets people perceive her (ala Bianca in the movie). Mav is absolutely paranoid she's going have a similar rebellious phase as Bradley so he implements a shit tone of rules to follow for her before she enters that phase, one being no going outs and no dating unless Bradley is with her there.

Bradley never goes out anymore. Since the summer between sophomore and junior year, he's been concentrating on one thing only and that was getting his application to USNA packed with as many extra points as he can. People say he's a military freak and an asshole and in general, he's got a very small circle of friends (basically just Mickey, who is also planning a military career and can get along with everyone to the point he doesn't mind Bradley's sharp attitude).

Cue Bob arriving into town as a new kid when Nat is a sophomore/junior and Bradley is a senior and he is instantly head over heels for Nat. From his new pal, Reuben, he hears all about Mav's strict rules for Nat and about her asshole big brother Bradley and they make a plan so she can start dating.

That's when they approach Jake, the only openly queer guy that might be enough to face Bradley's cold asshole attitude.

(Obviously, all the stuff with Joey happens and stuff goes more or less like in the movie from now on...)

Things it'd also include:

Nat wearing one of Carole's dresses (that she found in the attic) and Bradley getting mad at her for it.

Bradley wearing Ice's uniform jacket (minus ribbons and all the rank stuff) to prom.

People calling Bradley 'Kazansky' despite never having his surname changed

Jake's unknown year which was rumored to be prison time, etc. was actually the time he spent in a 'special school' his parents sent him to 'remove' his queerness. He came back to town when his meemaw found out and took him in to live with her. He's openly gay now but no one dares to comment because he's also the resident bad boy.

The thing that changed Bradley's attitude was definitely a bad situation with Joey (trying to force him into sex and saying shit about Bradley's family to the whole school when Bradley didn't let him coerce him into it).

[streamsofstardust]

flashbacks | j.m.k

josh kiszka x reader

word count: 1,927 (wow, tal wrote something short for once)

content warnings: joshy has dirty thoughts, sexy memories, references to bondage, slight soft dom!josh, something you could potentially consider orgasm denial, lots of teasing, not direct smut but allusions to it

summary: josh can't seem to focus during an interview, thoughts of you occupying his mind.

a/n: my first josh fic has arrived my friends. finally got joshua michael on the masterlist and it only took... way too long. i know it's short but i kinda like how it's not total in your face smut. look at me trying something new. happy joshua michael monday to u all🖤 and as always, the link to join my taglist is in my bio!

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it was one interview. just a matter of two to three hours with the guys and then he was back to the hotel where he knew you'd be waiting for him. you were all he could think about and he'd be lying if he said it wasn't a massive struggle to focus on the interviewer’s questions. he figured it would be best to let the others answer most of them this time, already knowing everyone would be confused by his lack of speaking but taking the risk nonetheless.

in all honesty, he was barely able to concentrate. the questions were fairly similar for most interviews, especially at the start, so after brief introductions, josh sat back and let his brothers take the reins.

yes, we’re very excited to be back on tour.

yes, we have been working extensively on new music.

no, we can't say much about it at this time. but it's gonna be big.

yes, jake really does mimic playing guitar in his sleep.

in the midst of zoning out, josh’s mind had taken him back to the previous night. he thought back to how you were spread out for him on the hotel bed, fully naked with your hands tied to the bed frame. it wasn't often that josh got particularly rough with you, but something about seeing you dripping for him, causing a complete mess on the sheets below, set him off. he recalled how you tasted on his tongue, subconsciously licking his lips as if he could still taste you on them and swiping over them with his fingers.

he felt jake nudge his arm from where he sat beside him, pulling him out of his fantasy. “i swear sometimes josh is in his own little universe.” he joked to the interviewer.

josh chuckled in response. “sorry about that. long nights and tons of traveling really drain a guy.” the interviewer nodded and smiled at him, repeating her question. “do you find it hard to maintain a relationship while on tour?”

it was a valid question, one the group had gotten before, and their response wasn't usually what the interviewer expected. sure, they were rockstars, but they never let that get in the way of their relationships.

josh responded without hesitation, “not really. jake and his girlfriend are strong as all hell, danny’s girlfriend tends to come to as many shows as possible, and our little sammy is enjoying being a bachelor.” he reached behind himself to pat sam’s knee, the younger kiszka brother shrugged and smiled in response as if to say can you really blame me?

in the brief period of laughter, josh allowed himself to drift back into his daydream. he couldn't get those beautiful sounds you made out of his head. the way you whimpered and moaned for him as he dragged his tongue through your heat. he’d love to record those sounds. to incorporate them into one of the band’s songs. it would be a true homage to the divine feminine and josh would have the pleasure of knowing he's the reason those sounds exist at all. he smirked at the thought.

sammy not so subtly flicked josh’s head to bring his focus back. “i know that face joshua,” he spoke before turning his attention back to the interviewer. “looks like this discussion is bringing back a few special memories for josh.”

“well, josh, what about your relationship then?” the interviewer asked him.

“yeah, joshy, spill the beans.” sam teased.

josh looked down at his hands in his lap and smiled. “I'm really lucky actually. my girlfriend decided to join us on tour this time so i get to spend all my down time with her. you'd be shocked by how lonely you can feel while constantly traveling. yeah we’re playing these huge shows and i’m with my brothers, and i wouldn't trade it for the world, but it's nice to go back to my bunk or my hotel room at the end of the day and know that the person i love is waiting for me.” a chorus of awwws rang around the small room.

josh thought back to the look on your face when he first asked you to come on tour with him. your eyes were beaming and your cheeks hurt from how wide your smile was. of course you were going to say yes, as if it was even a question. you'd follow josh anywhere, just as he would for you.

as sweet as that memory had been in his mind, it was quickly replaced by a different look on your face. one you made last night from your place over him, riding him as though your life depended on it. he recalled how you threw your head back, your eyes rolling into your head as your jaw went slack. his hands roaming every inch of your body he could get to. your moans filled the room and bounced off the walls. josh was absolutely consumed by you, mind, body, and soul. you were perfection to him in this state, and any other. a goddess to be worshiped for the rest of his days.

shaking himself out of his daze, he felt himself harden in his seat, shifting ever so slightly to hide the growing bulge beneath his tight pants. at that point he had decided to force himself to focus on the interview. he began looking for tiny intricate details of his surroundings. the few stray hairs that dangled in front of his face. the way the interviewer's right eye appeared to be a few shades darker than her left eye. the way jake’s leg brushed against his every so often as he bounced it in his own attempt to get rid of his energy. the way the light on the camera blinked red, indicating the interview was still being recorded. anything.

it worked for the remainder of the questioning. he let his brothers take most of the questions while he waited for the whole thing to be over. Time seemed to be moving too fast while simultaneously not fast enough. He stopped looking at the clock, knowing that it would make the whole ordeal drag on. Something about a watched pot never boiling.

Luckily for josh, the interview finally ended and everyone was making their way back to the bus. The drive to the hotel was relatively quick, only about 10 minutes long. Josh was squirming the entire time, not able to lay down in his bunk, and instead choosing to sit on one of the couches up front. Danny and sam had been too wrapped up in their card game to pay attention to josh, but jake was a keen observer of his twin, and he knew josh’s behavior paired with his inattentiveness and blank stares during the interview were signs that his mind was elsewhere. He got up to sit next to his brother.

“You’ve been super out of it today. Care to share your thoughts with the class?” jake asked.

Josh smirked, tossing his head back and chuckling. “Trust me brother dearest, i’m not sharing these thoughts with anyone.”

Jake looked at his twin with a quirked brow, realizing immediately why josh was jumpy on the bus. He knew that you were waiting for josh at the hotel. What he didn’t know was the way josh requested you to be waiting for him.

Josh thought back to the conversation the two of you had that morning, shutting his eyes to recall the memory even better.

“It shouldn’t take that long my love.” josh spoke, caressing your face with the soft skin of his hand. “Just a quick little interview and i’ll be back to you in no time.”

You pouted, looking up at him with pleading eyes. You knew that was a weakness of his. Innocent eyes from the most gorgeous creature he’d ever known, a laughable juxtaposition given how filthy he knew you to be.

“Aw come on sweetness. Don’t give me that look. You know i’d stay in bed with you all day if i could.” his hand started trailing down your arm, then to your torso, then to the edge of your panties, slowly moving two of his fingers over your clothed pussy. You shut your eyes and arched your back, preening into his touch. No matter how many times he touched you, it always felt like the first time, never anything other than amazing.

“Just a few short hours and i’ll be back here, with you. Loving on every inch of this perfect body, pulling those angelic little whines from those perfect lips.” you moaned at his words, causing him to smile. “Yeah, baby. Just like that.” the pressure from his fingers increased, still teasing but still providing you with delicious pleasure. But just like that, his hands ceased their movement, moving up your body to hold you tight. You whined at the loss, having been under the impression josh was going to take you to the finish line.

“Sorry lover. You’ll have to wait until i get back to get what you want.” he kissed you passionately before hopping out of bed to get ready. “I’ll text you when we’re on our way back,” he started, walking back to the bed to cup your jaw with his right hand. He moved his head close to your ear, gently biting the lobe before continuing. “And when i walk into this room, i want to see you fully undressed, on your hands and knees, and that incredible ass high up in the air. Understood, princess?”

You whimpered in response, nodding quickly in submission. Josh smiled, kissing your cheek and saying goodbye before heading out.

The second the bus reached the hotel, josh jumped from his seat and nearly sprinted inside. His three brothers stared at him as he did so, chuckling at his eagerness. Danny spoke up, addressing sam and jake. “I was going to suggest lunch and some drinks, but something tells me josh is going to be a bit preoccupied for a while.”

Taking the elevator up to his floor, josh felt antsy. Not with nerves, rather extreme excitement. He couldn’t think of anything other than you the entire time he was at that interview. Couldn’t stop thinking about your lips, your body, your beautiful moans, how warm and tight you felt around him. He felt himself strain against his jeans at the thought, fighting the urge to palm himself over his pants while in the confines of the elevator.

The second he got to your shared suite he flung the door open, heading straight for the bedroom. Eyes widening and darkening immediately at the sight before him. Always such a good listener. He could see your pussy glistening with your slick from where he stood, his mouth salivating on its own accord.

He began shedding his clothing to match your state of undress, making his way over to where you were positioned in the middle of the bed. “You, my sweet, sweet girl, are a huge distraction.” he breathed out, his lips and hands trailing along the length of your back. You turned your head to look at him, a playful smirk taking its place on your lips. “Oh yeah? Guess you’ll have to punish me for it.”

Josh groaned at your words, his cock twitching between your ass and his stomach. His grip on your skin tightening as he bit down on your shoulder, licking the mark to soothe it right after.

"oh sweetheart, you are so fucking in for it."

[astorytotellyourfriends]

I have two prompts so you can pick (or do neither if they aren’t your vibe lol)

1. Chrissy and Eddie’s first time and she’s really nervous and he makes her feel better.

2. 10 year class reunion and Eddie and Chrissy haven’t seen each other since graduation when they were almost something~

ok ok ok ok so listen

number 2 is more or less what i have planned for the second chance au i posted about the other day so i'm not gonna do it BUT i love that you want this!!! i promise i'll post it eventually (bc rn it's looking like it will not win the poll lmfao)

so i will instead write you a lil something for the first prompt 💛

Eddie's got a big mouth, everyone knows this. He's not afraid to speak his mind about anything, any day of the week. Right now, his mouth is otherwise occupied, so it's his internal monologue is rambling like there's no tomorrow and for the first time probably ever in his life, Eddie wishes he would just shut up.

Concentrate on what you're doing shut up god she's so fuckin' pretty and fuuuuuck her hands feel good jesus christ I'm so hard I'm so fucking hard god is this really gonna happen am I really about to fuck Chrissy fucking Cunningham oh my god oh my god oh my-- wait what

Chrissy freezes underneath him and Eddie immediately pulls back, his blood running cold as he stares down at her with worry.

"Are you okay?" he whispers between breaths.

"Y-Yeah..." Chrissy nods her head but she can't seem to keep her eyes fixed on Eddie's for more than a second, making him unsure whether to actually believe her.

"You sure?"

She squeaks as she nods again, but now she's shaking and Eddie feels like he's about to crumble into dust.

"Chrissy," he murmurs as he slides off to one side, cupping her cheek as she quickly turns towards him.

"Don't, I'm-- I'm okay--"

Her voice catches and Eddie pulls her close, kissing the side of her head as he rubs his hand up and down her bare back. His fingers catch against the strap of her bra but he ignores it as he closes his eyes and wills his own body to just calm down.

"It's okay," he whispers, "we don't have to--"

"I want to," she insists with a sniffle, turning her face and nudging her nose against his jaw. "I do, I'm just..."

"Nervous?"

"Yeah," she whispers weakly. Eddie chuckles.

"It's okay," he repeats, drawing his hand back up to cup her cheek as he gently shifts their positions so they're face to face once more. "We can go as slow as you need to, baby."

"You sure?"

Chrissy looks up at him with wide, shining eyes. His heart feels torn between shattering into a million pieces and swelling up so big his chest can't contain it; he loves her so fucking much.

"Promise. Whatever you want, okay?"

"Okay," she says with a slow breath. Eddie rubs his thumb across the bow of her cheek and she slowly starts to smile, bringing a similar one to his face too.

She tilts her head, brushing her lips against his in a soft kiss, and giggles.

"I love you."

Eddie groans, kissing her a little harder. "I love you, too."

[verxca]

Widowmaker X Fem!Reader

New Recruit Pt. 6 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Summary: While training, you and Widows conversation turns into something unexpected ₊ ⊹

Warnings: Suggestive content ₊ ⊹

"They are watching, don't do anything stupid when I leave." The guard said, shooting a cold stare at your direction before he exited the training area. Now, you were left alone, with only security cameras and training dummies to observe your every move. Naturally, escaping was the first thing that came to mind when you were left by yourself. But you figured that it would be too risky, considering your healing injury, the cameras, and more. You looked around the padded room, debating what to do now. After all, it was the first time you were left alone in here. Usually there were others training and or your guard positioned at the door. Though, you still felt like nothing changed. Talon is best at giving a false sense of security, and you were starting to catch on. The dummies positioned to the side of the room looked like they were staring directly into your soul, their lifeless eyes begging for something you couldn't quite put your finger on.

You walked over to one, observing the rubber doll. It resembled a girl, or at least that's what your mind pictured it as. Being stuck alone for so long, you knew that creating fake friends was something bound to happen. You pictured her with long, black hair, painted red nails, and dark brown eyes. Lacey, you named her.

"Sorry, Lacey."

You started to actually train, punching and kicking the doll. After a minute or so passed, you started regretting naming her to begin with. Your arms started to burn, not something uncommon, but then your stomach did. Your stab wound was healing faster than you expected, but that came at the cost of it aching more often than normally. You pulled back, placing your hand over the wound, sighing to yourself.

"Are you ok?" A familiar voice asked. You quickly turned around and were greeted by Widowmaker. She stood with one of her hands placed onto her hip, her hair in that signature braid, and of course, her yellow eyes gazing into yours. In contrast to your guys first encounter, you now really begun to admire Amélie. After that conversation with Sombra a couple of nights ago as well, you started to picture her in a whole different light.

"Oh, hey, yea Im fine, sorry-" You said in a hurry, slightly embarrassed for her to see you in this weak state. But again, you remembered when she helped you on that mission, and you begun to feel less tense, dropping your arms by your side.

"There is nothing to be sorry about, you are determined, training through the pain. I admire that."

"Thanks, Widow..." You said approaching her.

"I didn't mean to intrude, just came here to train on my own, what a pleasant suprise it is, seeing you here."

"You too, it gets lonely sometimes... You are very sweet."

You both smiled at each other, before beginning to walk back towards the dummies. Your injury started to feel a bit better, it now just stung slightly. You shook off the pain and approached Widows side, positioning yourself in front of the rubber doll, ready to commence again. But, it seemed like you couldn't concentrate when she was there. You were too focused on her presence in the room then on the task at hand. She made your mind fuzzy.

"Hey- Uh, Widow... Was it you who got me those books?" You asked seemingly out of the blue. Widow stopped what she was doing and looked your way, with a faint grin, like she was trying not to smirk.

"Hm. How did you guess?" She stood and stared at you, now smiling.

"I knew it! Thank you so much, its been keeping me occupied lately"

"Your brain always needs something to concentrate on, without it, you'd start to go crazy. And, reading keeps you smart. I just wanted to make sure you're ok."

"They've really been helping, I can't stress how much"

The room fell silent again. You kicked, you punched, but your mind always thought back to her. She was right there, watching you fight, watching you thank her, watching everything you do. You didn't feel like you had to impress her, which was a good break from the usual atmosphere in Talon. You felt comfortable, but still nervous. That tension in the air never seemed to dissipate when you saw her, or when she saw you. Widowmaker stepped back from her training dummy, once again staring in your direction.

"Want to fight each other? I think it would grant better results than this, if you'd like." Her offer definitely shocked you, but overall made you even more flustered.

"That’s a good idea"

You both hurried over to the open area, your heart started to race faster with every step forward you took. You had seen her fight, even seen her take you down before. Always with those graceful yet strong attacks, you had to adapt your fighting style to hers. You didn't care about the cameras, your wound, the guard, Moira, nothing. You were only focused on Amélie, and it seemed to be the opposite with her. She looked at your body, eyeing every inch, studying your movements.

"I'll try to go easy, I know you're still healing." You nodded, taking stance, readying yourself.

She approached in a hurry, trying to kick your stomach. You dodged her attack, but she kept getting closer. You moved back a fair mount, trying not to get hit before finally deciding to switch defence to offence. You threw a punch to her face, but she dodged. You tried to kick her, but she moved out the way again. You threw your fist close to her one last time, not putting in all of your force, assuming her to back away again. But, this time she grabbed your arm, firmly gripping it with her soft purple hand. Your heart skipped a beat, surprised by the turn of events. She pulled you closer to her body in a hurry, kneeing you in the chest. You let out a groan and fell to the floor, quickly collecting yourself before getting back up. You both looked at each other. You had to admit to yourself, you were turned on by her dominating actions.

...

You charged back towards Widow, kicking and punching, trying to get her down. She threw up her arms every time in front of her face, blocking all of your attacks. But, you could tell she was getting weaker. This time you aimed your blow to the side of her head, causing her to loose balance and fall on her knee. She got up quickly, you guys were now even in this imaginary battle game. You didn't know what the goal was, but you still were getting more exited for something to happen.

You both ran back towards each other, dodging and throwing attacks at the same time. Your body was so filled with energy that it seemed in that moment it was impossible to get tired. You threw your knee up, hoping to knock her back, but she swiftly moved to the side, taking her stance and throwing a punch to your side. You moved back and kicked her stomach, but again, she dodged. You hadn't even noticed that she had grabbed your leg, causing you to slip to the floor. In a desperate attempt to not loose, you kicked the back of her knee, causing Widow to fall directly ontop of your body.

The room fell silent again.

The only sound was coming from the both of your chests rythmicly falling up and down, breathing rapidly. Your face was completely red, cheeks, ears, and even nose. Widows hands that were propping her up above your fragile frame begun to slightly shake, her facial expression was one you had never seen her make before. She stared into your eyes, as you admired all of the features on her face. Everything was so hot.

Without warning, Widow leaned down and kissed you on the lips. It was slow, sensual, but left you feeling so desperate for her. Amélie slowly pulled back, smiling. The tension that previously intoxicated the air seemed to finally be gone. You felt so comfortable in her arms.

[skylertheminish]

Warning! Absolute dog water writing! I'm tired and can't think straight to save myself so apologies in advance. I'm not responsible for any cringe damage (might tidy it up at least come tomorrow. No promises).

"I know it's cold. I'm sorry lass" I sighed " I wouldn't wake you without reason". My efforts to calm her were not very effective what with my attention being split between driving and calming the young protesting Ceruledge. I had no choice! She had to come with me. Wouldn't mind the cries too much but we didn't even have time to warm the engine let alone the car.

" please stop kicking the blanket off, it will keep you warm".

After a few hours, most of which spent being stuck in traffic, she finally calmed down and fell asleep. No small part to her protesting and taking her frustration out on her toys for sure. But the call I got from the centre suggested bringing her along. A pokemon exotic to Galar, much like the tiny, sleeping knight beside me, was surrendered to them. Makes a pleasant change from the mills that's for sure. Yet I couldn't shake off this uneasy feeling.

Sitting behind this red light in the countryside at the dark hours of dawn was certainly not helping things. "... oh for the love of- change already! Been sat here for 20 minutes" I growled, being careful to not wake her less she start protesting again.

After what felt like an eternity, we finally made it to our destination... some 2 hours later than expected. Seems that setting off at 6 in the morning to beat the morning rush was a forlorn hope. Waking the tiny Ceruledge from her sleep, I was able to calm her with a warm meal from the mini fridge while fitting her harness. Prepared to leave the warmth of the car and face the bitting cold we made our way to my workplace. "Sorry I'm late".

Ceruledge ran eagerly inside before I could elaborate on my untimely arrival, clearly eagerly to greet all the staff the only way she knows. By happily beeping at them. Least that's what I thought as that's. Instead of dragging me to the reception, she took me to one of the rooms used to greet new pokemon. Of which was occupied by a smaller than normal Armarouge.

There was the cause of my uneasy feeling.

"A surrender huh" I sighed

Yet another premature evolution. The Armarouge looked over to us, trying his best to stay calm and collected despite his tears betraying just how hurt he was. Armarouge are incredibly loyal Pokemon.

In a lapse of concentration the little Ceruledge seized the chance to escape and head over to the other pokemon. Normally I'd go to retrieve her but not this time. She ran over to the child Armarouge as fast as she could, and gave him the biggest hug she could muster.

Rubbing the runaway tears from his eyes, the other glanced down and saw the tiny knight trying her best to comfort him. Hours and paperwork had passed. I went to check on the two and was greeted with a far more pleasant sight than before. The two were getting along nicely. I entered the room and introduced myself to the child Pokemon now officially in my care.

He allowed me to pet him! He hasn't even known me for 5 minutes and he's letting me pet him! Too weak, was written on the report. Too weak my ass. Some people really don't deserve the love they get from Pokemon! Let alone the loyalty from this one.

"Hey lad. How'd ya fancy something to eat?"

My offer of food was met with enthusiasm from both young knights.

"Alright! Let's get the pair of ya fed!"

[masterqwertster]

Noticing trauma prompt #11. This one is just lighting up for Ashton with his chronic pain. So Bell's Hells letting their punk rock know much they care about him by helping to relieve his pain. Maybe using massage, heat, acupuncture, or something interesting with magic? Get creative it's D&D world after all.

11 "I can't make the pain go away. But I can at least try to make it more bearable for you." You know... I thought about this, and then realized I kind of already wrote it. There's two little stories to this flavor in my Ashton Character Study collection Rockin' It: Pain Yet Strength, and, to a lesser degree, Oil Can Do. So I think I'll fill this using one of my AU set-ups: Bells Hells C2 Class Swap. (Yes, I may/will write AU snippets. No, I'm not buckling down for more dedicated writing-out of any more of them currently. They are up for adoption though, if anyone's interested) Prompt

Ashton comes out of their elemental form, only to be bowled over by the feeling of wrong wrong wrong.

Fuck.

Somehow, despite how often he's used the elemental form since joining this group, he's managed to avoid one of these episodes. But the bill always comes fucking due.

They feel too big for their own skin, like there's not enough room to simply be. It tumbles into a driving need to shift, to let their form occupy a greater space to banish that uncomfortable tightness.

But Ashton knows that won't alleviate the feeling at all.

Whatever that fucking potion was, whatever it fucking did to him that allows him to take on that elemental form and add fucking magic to his attacks in exchange for fucking nasty headaches, it goes deeper, bigger. And he's only caught glimpses of that unknown immensity in hyper-realistic dreams. Is only subjected to the feeling of it in these fucking random episodes after reverting from elemental back to plain old genasi.

"Ashton?"

It's hard to drag their focus outward, away from the too tightly coiled shifting inside. Thankfully, Fresh Cut Grass is short and in their space, putting him perfectly in view of their hanging head as he gently tightens their shoulder straps to restore their vest to its smaller fit.

They manage a low grunt (too low, too rocky. fuck) and fumble for the cross-body straps with the hand that isn't holding them steady against the wall.

Letters gently bats his hand away, taking over that too. They're speaking as they work, but it's not directed at Ashton, so he can't really get himself to parse the words past the pounding in his head and body, the rush of blood and heavy pants echoing in his ears.

There's a vague awareness of more voices drawing closer (the instinct to lash out, he needs space. But also the possessive need for all of his people to be in easy reach). A notion of being gently guided by Letters with the rest of the group acting as a screen against the world. Then there's a bed that creaks and groans (not his bed) from his weight, but is soft enough and has a pillow he can bury his face in.

Ashton?

They groan and curl tighter on the bed. There is no room for Imogen to squeeze into their mind. There's not enough room for them in there by themself. Can't she tell?

Feels kind of opposite to that to me, Imogen's mind whispers into their own, pushing a feeling of sympathetic comfort. You've got too much space and you're hyperaware of it right now.

Well that's fucking new. What the fuck-?

A tremor runs through him and he has to concentrate on not shifting. Which isn't as successful as he'd like, given the creak of leather and the bed. Fucking fuck-!

Magic washes over Ashton, layering him in calm that tastes of lightning and metal. And fuck if it doesn't clear some space for him to think.

"Did that help?" comes the stereo question in twin accents but different tones and slightly off-beat.

"Yeah," Ashton croaks out, shifting so his good eye has a view of the room instead of the pillow. "Can think a bit now."

"Great!" FCG chirps. "You've got a minute to tell us how we can help make it stop, or at least make it easier on you. We're a bit tapped for magic to give you a second dose."

Ashton can see the ring of expectant faces spaced around the bed in an inn room that they've brought him to. Faces filled with concern and sympathy. None of them are rousing his hate of pity. How the fuck did that happen?

"Ashton, you need to focus, darling," Laudna sing-songs, gently poking an arm with her staff as she crouches down to be eye-level with them. "The clock's ticking."

She's right. They take a precious second to breathe and gather their thoughts.

"There's not much more to do," Ashton tiredly explains. "You've already brought me to a quiet space without distractions. All that's really left is to wait it out. Hope I don't shift and crush the fucking bed."

"Eh. We can afford to replace a bed," Chetney dismisses with a wave of his hand.

"That's it?" Orym asks, a little incredulous.

"I don't- It just happens then goes away after a while. Might all be in my fucking head for all I know," Ashton says with a sigh.

The little wizard frowns. "It's definitely not just in your head, Ash. The magic you do has a very particular flavor to it, and right now this room is filled with it."

"Cool. I don't know what the fuck to do with that," Ashton grumbles.

"I... could try a Dispel Magic?" Orym offers. "I'll need a while to marshal some magic to cast it. But it might help?"

"Oh, if it's things we can do with a bit of rest, I could cast Darkness or Silence, if you think that would help," Laudna offers, sinking into a meditative position on the ground.

"...Knock yourselves out, I fucking guess," Ashton permits, kind of bewildered by how much this crew is trying. "Uh, silence is probably more helpful. I can close my eyes for darkness."

As Laudna nods, Imogen and Fresh Cut Grass's spell unravels. The bubble of artificial calm bursts, letting back in the pain and worry and disconcerted feelings.

Yet through the haze he's aware of the other people in the room, how they don't leave. And that's a comfort he never asked for.

I suppose this is exploring the "elementals aren't going to be subject to feral episodes due to lunar cycles like actual werewolves." So instead this dunamancy/elemental "lycan" blood hunter Ashton gets to deal with the very specific alternate reality feedback of "titan unearthed in tiny mortal body." Like, that possibility is always there, but it's only felt during these episodes. And the cycle Ashton's failing to track is that he's used all four of his different Dunamantic Rites at least once since his last episode.

[animemangasoul]

"What are you writing?"

Looking up from his fourth draft of what was turning out to be a frustrating endeavor, Genya shrugged. "A letter?"

Himejima-san smiled, ducking to gain entrance into the cave they'd been occupying for the past couple of days; the carcass of the wild boar he was carrying thudding to the ground. "Is that a question or an answer?"

Genya scoffed. "Depends. I can't seem to write it at all so maybe it's nothing."

"Are you reaching out to your brother again?"

The words were said casually. Himejima-san's tone as light and comforting as ever but Genya found himself stiffening non the less. "No," he finally gritted out when the silence became too knowing and Himejima-san's expression gained a layer of sympathy. "This letter isn't for him. It's for Zenitsu."

"Oh?" Sitting down across from him, he pulled out a knife and got to work on their dinner. "And it isn't going well?"

"No," Genya said, pulling at his hair and frowning. "He's literally the easiest person to talk to and I've barely known the guy for a week but for some reason I can't even write him a letter that doesn't sound weird? How does that make sense!"

"Perhaps you're overthinking things," Himejima-san said, arms bloody to the elbow and brows furrowed in concentration. "I'm sure young Zenitsu would be happy to hear from you either way."

"But this is my first letter to him!"

His lips immediately curled into a sneer when Himejima-san laughed at him. "Stop that," he snapped, halfheartedly trying to hit him across the fire. "It's not funny."

"I'm sorry," his mentor said, looking up briefly from the wild boar he was mutilating to smile warmly at him; making Genya flush in embarrassment. "I just think it's adorable how much thought you're putting into this. I'm sure Zenitsu will appreciate whatever you write him, Genya." Then his face took on a knowing yet gentle expression. "He is no Sanemi. He will answer you."

Genya flinched. "I know that."

Wiping his hands down quickly, Himejima stood up, rounded the fire and kneeled down in front of him. "I don't think you do," he said softly, squeezing the back of his neck and drawing him into a loose hug. Genya grimaced at the smell of sweat and mud and dirt and briefly contemplated shoving the other man away and to complain about needing a shower now, but he found himself, as always, melting into Himejima-san's freely offered comfort. "Zenitsu is your friend," Himejima continued. "Write from your heart and don't burden yourself with matters you cannot control."

"Yeah yeah," Genya muttered, voice muffled against his chest. "I know."

"Good."

"Can you let me go now? You smell foul."

Himejima-san's chest vibrated with laughter and Genya found himself inching closer into his embrace. It was warm, it was safe. It was probably one of the last time he'll have this before Himajima-san left for his mission and pawned him off to Kocho-sama at the butterfly estate. His stomach twisted at the thought and he immediately shoved it away to the back of his mind. He would be back. He always came back for him. No matter how long it took. Himejima-san always came back so he should stop worrying himself stupid. Himejima-san wouldn't die on him. He'd be fine.

"My apologies," his mentor said, arm tightening around the back of his neck and chin coming to rest atop of his head; breaking him out of his depressing musings about the mortality those he cared about were saddled with. "However I could do with some comfort so would you mine giving me another minute?"

Genya huffed, fighting furiously against the sudden wetness in his eyes as his hands came up to clutch at Himejima's uniform. "Sure," he said, thankful it came out steady. "I owe you one anyways since you're leaving soon."

Himejima-san pulled him closer and his laughter once again vibrated all the way to Genya's ear pressed up against his heart. "Thank you Genya."

"Whatever," he said, closing his eyes, tension draining from his frame. "I wasn't making any headway with the letter anyways."

But maybe he would later.

And as Himejima-san began running his fingers through his hair; humming softly under his breath, a weight lifted off his shoulders and Genya found himself slowly being lulled into the gentle embrace of sleep.

[redrcs]

What do you think about when you're riding? .. Though it doesn't have to be riding. But it's those long periods when you're all alone. Occupied with the mechanics of surviving,but having to occupy your mind. For Me, it's when I'm riding. I'm not talking about those times when I'm going through the twisties. Those are full on concentration, when the sweat springs out, the visor is cracked open to stop it fogging on the inside because I'm breathing so damned hard.

No, I'm talking about those times when the highway is stretching in front of you like an arrow, a multi-lane grey ribbon that stretches to the horizon with minimalist curves and even the white lines are monotonous in their spaced regularity.

It's those times, when the only part of you that moves is your throttle hand and your eyelids. What do you think about to pass the time?

Music first .. all the oldies .. rocking tunes that you'd forgotten you knew, but can't quite remember the words .. then the comedy skits .. comedy songs ..

Butter,

I remember butter,

We once were lovers,

Oh what a pair.

grin .. But that's all I could remember ... and I mean ALL .. and after 30 mins, I CAN'T forget .. gods .. I had to get home so that I could play it all through and finally lay that demon to rest.

The pain starts to set in gradually.. it creeps out from the center, up the torso to the shoulders and down to the wrists, spreading out and down my legs, concentrating on the knees and eventually I know what hell is going to be like.

Concentrate .. think of the good things .. the people you've met.. laughing A friend's little boy so excited at the thought of sitting on a motorcycle that he's literally wriggling on his chair, the motor running at 5000RPM in idle .. A flock of Corellas bursting from the trees and playing chicken with my front wheel. Watching them twist and wheel up and over, swinging away at the last minute ...

Think of another song ..

All My friends are fuckups

but they're fun to have around..

Remember the curves up to Cabramurra.... sitting in the general store eating the best chicken schnitzel in Australia, watching the high country parrots playing on the feeders and the little kids outside fascinated by the colours...

tuck in behind a semi trailer ... love the fact that he bears the sign .. 100km per hour speed limited and here I am doing 130 ... buffet, twitch, buffet .. fuck .. much too close .. drop back the speed and fall into the roiled air that they always leave behind .. all of a sudden,there's no pain .. just concentration .. ride the flows like a surfer, leave enough looseness in the the wrists and arms to give the bike some flexibility, but guide it .. gods ... no tank slappers please ... until finally I've fallen back far enough to be in the calm air and the aches start to creep up again ..

who remembers the taste of the first kiss? gods .. I do .. so sweet .. and the sound she made ... and then I realise that I'm rubbing up against the tank .. My own personal vibrator ... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm .. what's that song again? .what could be wetter than, an english girl,an american man ... *grin*.. though she wasn't english and I wasn't american ..

put My feet on the back pegs and mould over the tank, weight on My thighs and feet and the pain goes away for a few and I start to remember other things .. How could I have forgotten the shape of her mouth ... let's think of another subject 'cuz the leather only stretches so far and like Robert Frost I have miles to go ...

Down the bend into Tarcutta tucked in behind a semi and there's the police out in force with the breathalyzer ... grin behind the visor .. I'm too close behind the semi and so they miss Me and go for the driver behind ... who incidentally passes Me 15 mins later ... She's got a pony tail ... fuck ... there's those thoughts again .... think bike .. think bike ...

*laughing, remembering being told a story .. Man rides two stroke crotch rocket with methanol in the tank ... decides to insult Harley riders ... does so and then takes off like a rocket ... gets out of sight ... and suddenly .. no power ... oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck ... plants the bike in a ditch and lies down till they all pass ... finds out that the methanol has frozen his carbies .... Laugh?.. I had tears running down My eyes at at that ..

Think about drinking port ... mmmmmmmmmmm ... or the bakery at Beechworth .. I swear folks .. you have to visit there .. order a lamington with cream ... *grin*.. eat it ... and tell Me what it tastes like to you ... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm .. best damned cream I ever had

Finally ... finally .. there's the lights of Telstra Tower rising up .. only 30 mins to go ....home .... bath ... salts ... rest the aches ...

Take up riding ... I swear ..the memories are the best part

[etrobeauty]

“Lightning, do you have a minute?” Ludger called out to the ex-Agent as she passed by his apartment complex. At this late hour, Elle and most of the usual loiters outside his complex already went to bed; the circumstances were perfect! “Um, would you mind sitting on the swings with me? I-I know it’s childish, but it’s something my brother and I used to do whenever we had something important to tell each other. It’s one of those habits that doesn’t vanish with age!”

Whether Lightning obliged him or stood next to the swing set, Ludger himself took his default left seat and stared out into the skyline. The stars themselves were mostly washed out, but the skyscrapers in the distance lit up the sky as bright as any star. Looking down upon the familiar sight always granted him a special sort of courage to share his cheesiest innermost feelings. 

Lightning better brace herself, because the sappy train was leaving the station!

“Lightning, I wanted to thank you for helping me out with my work as a DODA Agent,” Ludger started, keeping his focus on the skyline to keep his nerves intact. “I know you have your own reasons for working with me, but I can’t imagine indirectly working for a company you quit not too long ago. Especially when my work demands we destroy other worlds.”

Ludger became desensitized early on for the sake of lightening his brother’s burden and paying off his debt. But the burden was nonetheless heavy for all who got involved with him. And Lightning willingly bore it with him. 

“I don’t know how things will end– maybe I’ll regret everything I’ve done, or maybe the ends will justify the means. But regardless, I won’t regret having your support throughout my journey. So-!” 

All of a sudden, Ludger hopped out of his seat and put his hands over Lightning’s, “For everything you’ve done? Thank you very much!”

Night silence was interrupted by her companion's call. Her night strolls that usually meant her moment to reflect as in sleep felt impossible at times. “ Ludger. ” She uttered. Her head tilted in wonder at his invitation. Although judgments refrained. To honor a relatable moment, which was a mutual understanding considering she has sibling relations as well when he references his brother. The town laid to rest for night conquers. It was the norm for her to be out despite the late hour.

Occupying the swing seat next to him. These grounds were empty at night, but lively in the day by the residents. Gaze traveled to the skies with the hint of the stars, which accentuates the reason that the night strolls were that hobby she relished. Her head tilted directing her stare to Ludger once words formed. Interpreting the statements as he must be reflecting the ethical rights of his role. Could this be he has second thoughts? Requiring an incentive?

“ My relation with Spirius will not interfere with our affiliation. Your ambition has unraveled what I had suspected, but...” She mused but kept briefly. It did feel that she has still an association with the company despite her status now a former agent. The stares & whispers that she paid no mind to whilst their presence within the headquarters. It mattered not, she was there for Ludger. The journey. The truth. Concentration relieves the ill-thought of the company, to keen her mind to him as he shares his beliefs. He was truly in a much vast burdened situation as she was. A duty that required destroying other worlds. She admired the aspiration and acceptance of growth but yet commiserated secretly. It's Spirius' intentions that raised the questions. Tension eased upon his declaration that he was grateful for her company. “ There will be challenges that arise before us. It's not a question of can or can't. Just some things you have to do. ” She somehow tensed again. “...Ludger? ”

The contact of their hands emphasizes his gratitude. The contact stunned her, although she did try to keep her facial expression presenting otherwise. A rather unexpected stance of action but resistance was not necessary. Merely companions appreciating each other's company.

Her eyes closed merely to nod her head at him gesturing assurance, relaxing her shoulders. She is truly grateful for the alliance they formed. Returning her gaze to her companion. “ I've got your back. ”

[nhinxsworld]

my caring Dom bf kuroo series?!?!?!!

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warning: semi-public place(?) it's the PE hall and a bathroom(?) spit(?) lowercase bdsm(?) mentiom of past trauma like childhood trauma abandonment issues

"Baby." Kuroo coos as he presses a kiss to your cheek "You're so cute, my cute girl, the prettiest."

You giggled in his hold, you two have been dating for a while now and you can't seem to get bored of him. He always makes you feel so loved, he is always so touchy when it's just the two of you.

He presses a kiss to your cheek "Tetsu~" you beamed pressing a kiss to his cheek back. Kenma gags making you chuckle "I'm sorry kenma."

Pushing Kuroo back abit he groans pulling you right back into his hold, he likes to drape an arm around you always.

"Oh I forgot my math book in my locker." he suddenly says and you tilt your head "Didn-" he cuts you off "Come get it with me?"

Agreeing you got up saying goodbye to his friends as you two walked to his locker "Tetsu, didn't you get it this morning?"

He chuckels pulling you past his locker before showing you against the next wall "I did, just an exuse to get away and be with you for a bit~"

Before you could even say anything his hand pulls you in for a kiss "You're just too cute."

A brush spreads across your face "Just so cute." he coos his hand on your tight riding up your uniform making you squirm, the kiss trails from your lips to your neck "Tetsu no!" you told him, knowing what he'd do if you don't stop him and he chuckles.

"Don't worry, I know. I don't want you in trouble either." he smiles as breathes against your neck "I'm just teasing you."

His tongue touches your neck and hums pulling at your shirt "What if I did it lower?"

Fingers ghosting over the buttons of your uniform "would you let me?"

Shaking your head he smiles "Okay then not."

Another shake of your head and he tilts his head "No what?"

"...hmmm just not here." you told him shyly and laughs "I was just joking actually class starts in a couple minutes." he says looking at the time and you whined.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." he kisses your cheek "I'll do it after is that okay?"

"...but...then I won't think of anything else the whole time." you told him truthfully and brushes over your cheek rolling his eyes "Alright alright 41 we meet back at my locker yeah?"

"Okay..." you hum and ruffels your hair shaking his head, pulling your skirt that rid up because of him back down.

The dong of the school rungs through the building and he smiles "see ya baby~"

Walking to his classes he waves at you and you nod going to your classes.

Putting down your bag, taking out your supplies and book you looked at the time.

Trying your best not be too flustered about it you tried your best to pay attention to class before asking your teacher if you could visit the bathroom at 41.

Walking out of class you hurried to his locker where he was walking too as well "Hey baby~"

Pulling you into the next empty bathroom he hums pushing you against the door taking off the bow of your uniform opening the first couple buttons, latching his lips to your collarbone.

His mind comepletly occupied by your little whimpers and the way your body heats up.

Kuroo kisses and licks at your skin before biting and sucking, until he leaves a red mark or two "There we go baby."

Looking at your state he moans pressing his lips on yours, he finds it hard to stop once he starts.

"Ah shit I need to get back to class just been assigned a partner thats waiting for me to comeback." he says as he pulls away fixing your buttons for you "You're pouting baby, you wanted me to and I did. Now I have to go back, so do you by the way."

With one last sweet kiss to your cheek he let's you go back to your class and he walks back to his.

Basically running back to you class you were much more happy thought his kisses stinged a bit you love them dearly.

The lesson seems to drag itself out as you sat there writing notes, trying your best to concentrate.

When class was over Kuroo was already outside your classroom waiting for you "You're gonna go home or stay practice with me?"

"Dunno you take practice so seriously." you said "Hmmm...I could walk you home after." he offers and you hum "Sure!"

You're easily pursued when it comes to Tetsu, your own club activities only being once a week so you moslty follow after Kuroo and his activities or go home.

Besides watching him practice was fun sometimes.

So after practice you waited for him outside the gym "Hey baby." he wraps his arms around you pressing a kiss to you neck.

"Tetsu." you smiled soflty when he took your hand in his rubbing over your knuckles "What's the matter princess?"

You pointed at your chest and he tilts his head "Hmm?"

"Mark." you said soflty and he nods his head "Yeah I left it there didn't I?"

"C-can I have more?" you ask him with your face running red from embarrassment. You've been thinking about him this whole time, and it doesn't help that he looks so good during training too.

He smirks, though his heart was pounding as well, oh how could you ask him such things then blush and stutter so adorably "Hmmm? Does my cute girl want more attention?"

You nod your head and he smiles soflty taking you in his arms "That's okay baby, yeah. You can have more, who am I to say no to you?"

Unlocking the empty gym he drags you inside again and puts down his bag.

"It's okay baby, everyone left already." sitting you two down on gym benches he pulls you into his lap making you straddle him, as he undoes your blouse, his fingers tracing over the two love marks he left during school hours "You want more doll?"

When you nod your head he just smiles "Ask me again, tell me what you want and I'll do it."

"Want to be touched by you again, want to be kissed and marked by you, please." you whined at him as your hips started rut against him and he smiles "Oh love, you're so needy aren't you?"

Shyly nodding against his chest and he pushed his hand underneath your skirt "It's okay, I've got you baby." Nuzzling into your chest he takes a deep breath before starts to lick at your skin "My poor baby, did I tease you too much today?" he asks and you whined "I'm sorry I left you hanging earlier. I'll make up for it now yeah?"

"Please!" you begged him as your hips keep rutting against him and he just smiles soflty at your needy form nodding his head "It's okay." he holds yous till and just smiles at you, his tumb rubbing over your panties and, oh he can feel you wetting them.

"Please, Tetsu!!" you whined as he didn't allow you to move or to touch yourself in any way "Sweetheart..." He says soflty as he just slowly rubs up and down over your panties making you whimper and moan already as you pressed your lips against his in such a sloppy kiss taking him slightly back.

"My dirty girl gets turned on in the schools gym? such a naughty girl." he pokes fun at you as he gave you the bare minimum of what you needed "You've been like this the whole day?"

You hated it, how he is talking filth without touching you the way you need it, teasing you, making you needier and needier just ridiculate you even more.

"Tetsu!" you called out to him again hugging him humping against his hand in hope he'd indulge your needs "You said you'd make up for teasing me! You're just teasing me even more!", he just laughs as he presses a kiss to your lips as he hoist you up to take of your underwear "Would be boring, if I just gave you what you wanted no?"

Tugging the underwear into his pocket he just hums at you "my pretty girl, you really want me to fuck you in the gym hall?"

He loves the way you shy away when he offers what you needed "No? You don't want to? Just want mess around abit and go home?"

"No!" you immediately yelled out and he chuckles "....want you...please Tetsu."

He coos as he teases your entrance with his fingers "See? Naughty girl~"

When he finally stuff you with one and then two fingers he could feel and hear how wet and slippery you already were making him sigh "Oh doll, such a cute expression."

Fucking your cunt with his fingers until they're knuckles deep inside of you, you kept pulling him closer making him laugh "Doll you don't want my whole hand inside of you do you? That's as far as my fingers go."

Tickling your insides, curling his fingers you groaned against his shoudlers "Do you need more pretty, or can you cum on my fingers?"

Rubbing softly over your clit while stroking that soft spongy part inside of you, he had you begging in his lap "Does it feel good?"

"Yes! yes! It does!" you cried as he kept fucking you with his fingers. It must feel so good when you're a moaning mess gripping onto his shoudlers nails digging in while you're tying to rub your chest against his "Kiss! Please!"

"Stick your tongue out for me baby."

Lolling out your tongue while moaning and huffing for release he just smiles as he presses his tongue against yours licking over it before you felt him drip his spit onto your tongue.

"Swallow and I'll make you cum." he says.

Keeping your tongue out for a while contemplating with the last of your braincells until he hits that special spot with his fingers and you comply retracting your tongue swallowing before sticking it out again "Fuck good girl." he praises before he presses his lips against yours his fingers picking up a pace fuckking you good making you moan into his mouth as he flicks over your sensitive clit "Pretty baby, cum on my fingers. Cum and I'll reward you baby. I'll make it so good."

Excitement rushed over you as you came around his fingers making him chuckle as he rides it out for you slowly allowing you to enjoy your height and he licks his fingers clean drying them off on his jacket before his hand rub up your hips your tummy to your chest freeing your from your stupid bra giving your neglected tits the attention they needed.

"Such a good girl." he praises as his hands ruled your body sucking on your tits groping your ass "So pretty." he moans.

His ministation had your slick pooling up in your pussy again, your orgamsn still feeling slick as he takes such good care of your body giving you the desired kisses and bites you needed.

"My pretty baby, I'm gonna fuck you in the equipment room. You want that?" He asks and you nod making him smile as he picks you up to open the door to the said room sitting you on top of one of the vaulting boxes that were just the perfect height to bend you over.

When he had you bent over on the leather box he starts to dryhump you rubbing his erection against your ass "Want this?"

When you only whined in response you felt a slap to your ass making you cry out "Tetsu!"

"I asked something and I'm expecting an answer." he simply says as he rubs over the little red spot he causes pressing a kiss to it.

"So let me ask again yeah? You want this princess?" he repeats himself as presses his hard on against your ass "Yes, yes I want this Tetsu."

"There you go baby, wasn't a hard question." he laughs as he looks around the room before he let's out a small hmmm and you felt him pull at your chin so you'd face him instead of the dark corner of the room "Doll, you trust me right?" he asks and you nod "I do."

"Will you indulge me in my fantasy?" he continues to question you and you looked a bit dazed and confused making him coo at you as he repeats his question one more time for you as you nod "Yes.."

You sounded a bit unsure, so he presses a kiss to your lips, before he walked away for momemt returning with rope in his hand, grabbing your wrist he held them behind your back "Would that be okay doll?"

He wanted to tie your wrist together, thinking for a momemt you nod again holding your wrist together so he can tie them. You watched him do something with the rope before he pulled each of your wrist into a loop pulling, holding both your wirst tightly together and you looked at him with nervous eyes. Kuroo just gives you soft smile "It's okay to be scared, tell me to stop and I will baby."

"If it's too much, I'll stop. I promise, all you have to do is tell me." he says soflty as kisses your shoudler "just tell me when it gets to much baby."

You nod soflty "...okay."

"Good girl." he whispers as he pushed you down and lifts your skirt spreading your legs for him, you can hear him shuffling with his pants the anticipation killing you the sound of ripping plastic, his soft moans as he slips on a condom until you felt his hot lenght at your entrance nudging it lightly making your back arch "Can you take me doll?" he asks as the tip of his cock threatens to push in making you whine "mmm can, take it."

"Yeah? You're my good girl aren't you?" he says as he wets his cock with your juices before his tip is back on your entrance pushing in making you whine and squirm, pulling at the rope he hold you in place forcing you to arch back "You said can take it baby, was that lie?"

"You're just....hmmm big." you whined "Ahhh...hurts." thats what you said but he can clearly feel you pushing against him wanting more of him and he chuckles as he licks his fingers before brining them to clit circling it soflty easing you to take his cock "It's okay baby, take your time."

He cock was so thick and long in comparison to his fingers filling you so much better as he slowly started to insert himself inch for inch while soflty praising you for taking him so well, for being so warm and thight just for him.

"Good girl." he coos when he finally bottoms out inside of you, giving you all the time you need to take.

When you slowly rutted against him he took it as sign to move as he starts with slow deep thrust making you groan, telling him how well he makes you feel, with his hands on your hips "Sweetheart, fuck." he curses.

"Gonna make you feel so good like I promised baby. Gonna make you cum again okay doll? Just let me take control, all you have to do is enjoy it, all you have to do is cum for me." he coos as he picks up his pace making you cry against the cold leather that was starting to feel rather sticky against your skin.

Dirty wet sounds coming from your cunt as he fucks you, the slapping of skin and both your moans echoing of the hall.

"Hmm Tetsu!!" you yelled at you felt yourself getting closer and he just grunts "Fuck, God baby you feel so good, it's okay baby, cum. Make a mess for me, if you have to. Don't hold back baby."

You were scratching at your own skin, usually you'd dig your hands into the sheets of the bed or his skin this time with both your hands secured behind your back, cutting down your freedom you digged into the rope and your own skin instead.

He can hear you sob and he can only imagine how fucked you looked drolling, moaning and crying for him to fuck you harder. God, if he knew you'd be such slut for him letting him fuck you in the gym, tying you up like this and doing all these things to you, while clenching on him like this he would have done it earlier.

The raven haired boy was so anxious to scare you with his behavior, but he had no time to regret nor to overthink when you feel so fucking good. You're making him impossibly hard, he almost came early when you started clench around him when he called you a whore, did you like him talking to you like that?

"Hmm? You like being called a slut? A dirty fucking whore for my cock?" he asks and you felt a rather harsh spank to your ass making you moan out load "Answer." he growls "You sure make it sound and feel like you like it."

Coaxing those words out of you, you sobbed "Yeah, hmm like being used by you. Hmm' Tetsu's....w-whore." you stuttered out at the bringe of falling apart.

Oh, the satisfaction the raven haired felt when those words left your mouth was just too good, when your moans only increased with him pulling you closer touching you all over begging him to let you cum he just wanted to be so mean, so mean to you, but he promised didn't he? He promised he'd make you feel good "Shhhh it's okay, no one is here it's okay to scream baby, just for me baby."

It doesn't take long for him to reach his height when your walls are just clamping down on him like that "oh fuck, pretty girl that's it. thats my girl!"

A row of profanity leave his lips as he cum making you feel all hot inside, starining your arms from moving around too much he uses his body weight hold you still "Shh it's okay baby, I've got you."

When you were finally able to ride out your height he just presses kisses to your back "Gonna pull out yeah princess?" he asks soflty when you ragged breath calmed down making you nod soflty.

You felt like a mess when finally pulled his lenght out "ah fuck baby just give me a second yeah? Can you wait just a minute? I'll be right back doll."

Leaving you there for a second in the dark room you felt just a tad uncomfortable and lonely as Kuroo had gone to rid of the condom, before going back untying your wrist for you throwing the rope back where he found it pulling you to his chest "You okay baby?"

Nodding into his chest, he smile soflty kissing your face "Yeah?" his hand on your tummy rubbing over it soothingly as he turn you around to face you properly "You did so well baby." he praises soflty, running his fingers through your hair as you just held him "Can you let me go, I just want to get some paper to clean you up."

"Don't wanna be alone here." you told him and he nods "Oh okay." taking a deep breath he picks you up carrying you with him "Hey doll, do you mind using the men's washroom or?"

"Wanna go there." you pointed at the women's and he nods "Okay, no one's here anyway." he says as he opened the door sitting you down in the changing room he went to get some paper towel to clean you up, giving you some time in bathroom to do anything you needed to do "can you show me your wrist doll?"

Holding our your wrist to him he kisses them "Do they hurt?"

Shaking your head he just hums as he buttons your shirt back up putting in your tie for you. "Let's go home?" he asks and you pulled at him.

"Y-you....have my underwear." you stuttered out feeling your cheeks heat up again and he chuckles "I know, but do you really want to wear that again, after you got it all dirty?" he teases making you hide yourself in his chest "Tetsu! Your fault!"

"Hey, hey now don't get all worked up, I'll walk you home and you can change in new clothes hmm?" he says as you two went to gather your bags "Tetsu that's weird."

"Love, no one will know." he simply tells you, which he is right, but it still fells odd no to wear any underwear specially under a skirt.

"Come on now." he says as he takes your hand in his the second you you two stepped outside the gym you already felt weird about the whole thing as he locked it up.

"Damn it's pretty late now huh?" he looks up the sky, it was getting dark. Taking your hand in his he walks you home as you walked next to him uncomfortably staying near him as possible "Are you cold doll?" he says as he was ready to take of his jacket for you, but you shake your head struggling to speak and he stops "Something the matter? Hey, you can talk to me, is it something I did? You know we don't have to do anything you don't like. Oh, doll if I scared you, you have to tell me. Don't just do things because you feel like you need to. I would never force you to do anything, I would never be angry or petty about these things." he reminds as he holds you closer to him.

"No, no that's not it please don't worry. M' tell you, if there is something." you assured making him nod, you could tell his shoudlers dropping down when you told him that, he was tense, scared to do doing something wrong.

"I'm just...m....it's.." you felt the heat rush to your face as you hid in his chest and he just holds you "Hmm? What do you want to tell me?"

"Mmmh....never walked out with no underwear....I don't know it feels very wrong and embarrassing and mmm..kind of chilly." you told him and he just hugs you "Oh is that so? Can you endure it, until I bring you home? If not I can give them back to you."

"Then stay close to me." you told him and he nods pulling you into him by your shoudlers "Of course baby."

Walking you home right by his side it did feel strange but he distracted you well enough until you two arrived at your house "Good girl, you did so well." he praised making you smile as he presses a sweet kiss to your lips.

"I'll see you tomorrow then?" he asks as he let's go of your hand and you nod getting inside, comepletly forgetting about the fact that Kuroo has your underwear still tugged in his jacket.

So when you were finally in your room you clasps a hand over your mouth taking out your phone messaging the said boy.

Falling out into discussions about him being pervert and him just joking about it, telling you he is going to jerk himself off with your underwear.

Hiding yourself in your blankets while he told you he teased you about all nasty and naughty stuff he'd do and drag you along with.

'Doll, you're mine now. Since I'm your nasty pervert boyfriend, I'm going to corrupt you to be my nasty pervert girlfriend.'

Kuroo meant every word he said, as he slowly eased you into everything he wanted to do and liked "Can you do that?" He asks as you stared at him.

You face is bright red from his request utterly embarrassed as you hid your face in your hands.

Screaming out load from embarrassment, while hiding in your hands, before you looked at him again and he just smiles "That's not a no is it?"

"Tetsu..." you whined and he just plays with your hair "Please?" he asks.

Averting your eyes you gulped before stuttering out your next words "M-master."

He chuckles "Well that did not roll off your tongue smoothly. Is it that difficult for you?"

When you nod he just smiles as brushes over your warm cheek "Okay, you don't have to."

Feeling you up you whimpered as you just stared at him with a flustered expression and he just hums "Something the matter?"

You shoke your head as you let him touch, making you feel so, so good.

After the play you two just layed together as he holds you close to his chest "Tetsu...?"

"Yes, pretty?" he calls back and looks at you a soft expression on his face as he brings your forhead together nuzzling your nose with his "ah you're so cute."

"....why do you like these things?" you ask him and he just smirks "Hmm? Why are you asking me that? I thought you just decided on the fact that I'm a pervert." a laugh left his throat when he said those words.

"Mmmh....yeah, but my friend said her boyfriend doesn't tie her up or do these things with her." you simply said and he just hums "I just think it's more exciting. Guess I just have rougher taste than other people." he shrugs.

"Are you scared?" he grins and you shake your head "No, I feel safe with you. Besides...you said you'd stop, if I ask you to. So I don't have to worry right?"

His eyes widen and he just stares at you for moment before squeezing you close to him "Oh doll, you don't even know. That's literally all I want."

"Really?" you asking him and he nods "Yes."

"They send me weird porn links asking me, if thats what we do." you mumbled and he laughs "You didn't watch it did you?"

"No, I didn't. I don't like watching porn." you told him "It's scary."

Kuroo can't help himself but laugh at that "Yeah, and I'm pretty sure whatever obscure things they send you would be pretty scary."

"Yeah, I don't really like it." you told him as you played with his hand "Is what we do scary to you?"

"No, you're really patient with me." you smiled "It's not scary with you, surprisingly, at least not scary enough to scare me off."

"Yeah?" he smiles as he presses a kiss to your shoudler "Tell me about it."

"Don't know it just isn't. I'm scared of alot of things, but with you they're just suddenly gone." you told him and you eyes start to blink feeling like your going to cry soon and he noticed "Sweetheart?" he says softly as he holds your face and when you met his worried eyes the tears did fall.

"Oh darling." he coos whiping your tears kissing your forehead "It's okay...take your time."

"I love you." you whimpered against his chest as you hid there letting him rest his chin on your head just comforting you with his hand rubbing over you neck and the other one up and down your back "I love you too. I love you so so much."

Kuroo whispers sweet little praises to you as he places kisses to your hair telling you it's okay, and that he is there for you as slowly calmed down your grip on him lightening "sorry.."

"There is nothing to apologize for." he tells you as he pulls you back to look at you, eyes a bit swollen and red, but he just smiles given you a tissue for tears and nose.

"Now what's the matter baby? What made you cry?" he asks and you hummed "I just really like you." you admitted with teary eyes and he presses more kisses to your cheek "Yeah?"

"Yeah...I just feel very safe with you, and it overwhelmed me..." you confessed and Kuroos heart filled with pride as he gave you tights hug "Oh sweet thing, I'm glad you feel safe with me. But no need to cry about that hmm?"

Nodding soflty you smiled "...hmmm love you."

"Hmmm...love you precious." he answered.

"I used to have big fear of people abandoning me." you suddenly told him and he raised a brow for momemt "Huh?"

"Uhmm...when I was younger...my family used to always joke about leaving me somewhere." you explained "And I guess that just became a fear at some point, so I don't really like people leaving me somewhere. Because I'm scared of them leaving me there, yknow?"

He just nods until he realised what you you're playing into "Oh God! I'm so sorry I tied you up in a storage room and just left you there. Fuck, I once told you I'd leave if you don't behave didn't I? I'm so sorry baby."

You just laughed at his sudden panic outburst "Yeah, I always felt like crying there. I almost cried when you left me in the storage."

Giggling soflty Kuroo looked unbelievably worried "But...you always came back. You always hurried and never left me alone for long, you never really gave me the chance to really feel abandoned. So each time I just told myself that you wouldn't do that to me, that you'd always comeback and you always did!" you beamed blinking back tears. The raven haired couldn't help himself but press his lips onto yours in a long passionate kiss, as tears once again just flowed down your cheeks.

"Baby, I'm so sorry. I didn't even know." he whipes your tears "I would never just walk away."

"I know!" you smiled despite the tears, making him sigh "I don't think I could ever leave you alone baby. You don't even have to worry about me leaving and not coming back." he assured you "I love you, pretty. I'd never abandon you."

Kuroo takes your hands in his and brings to his lips kissing them "Baby, I need you to know that I wouldn't just walk out your life with no reason. I can get busy sometimes, but that never means that I'm leaving you. I have zero intentions to leave your side anytime soon."

You nod making him smile "I want to stay by your side." placing your hands to his cheeks, he gives them another kiss "So you better not get sick of me."

Shaking your head you pressed a kiss to his hands "Nope! You're stuck with me."

"Wouldn't want it any other way." he tells you with a grin before he rubs over your knuckles "Is there anything else? I don't want you any real harm y'know? It be good to know what makes you upset or sad."

"Hmmm....I can't think of much." you tried think of something and he hums "So you don't mind if just randomly tie your arms or legs?"

You shoke your head "I mean, I get a little scared. Because in my mind, you could just leave me there and I can't free myself, but you're there so it's okay."

"Huh..." He says "And you don't mind me, doing it in such obscure places?"

"I mean, I'm assuming you know what you're doing and don't want to get caught either." you shrugged.

Another 'huh' escapes his lips "I guess so, yeah I don't want us to be seen."

"And when I hurt you?" he asks carefully "I left marks and bruises on you." he carefully traces over your lower back to your butt, the tips of his fingers ghosting over red skin and you just hummed "Well, it's a bearble pain. Nothing I'd mind."

"Doll, not to assume the worst at all, but did anyone ever like hit you in your childhood. You don't have to say who, just yes or no."

"Yeah, why?" you ask him and he just brushed over your hair "You see, some people are just into these things. People like me, well for the most part. Though there is people like you, and you're so unaware of it too."

"I'm not a professional or have any deep knowledge about this, but I've seen a handful of people who use this to cope with their fears." he reveals "You just told me you're scared of being left alone basically with no way back, but you're not scared when it's me hmm?"

Nodding you understood his point "Yes, I understand."

"Some people call it a fetish, some call it a kink, and those people I've heard them call it a trauma kink or coping." he tries to remember everything "But overall they're using their sexual life as something more than just sex."

"To me, I like being in control of things. I like when things go my way. As a kid my parents got a divorce as you know and during that time I had no control of it at all. My mom left me and I had to move in with my grandparents and stuff. I felt really lost at that time, until I gained a certain sense of control back over my emotions, my life and everything around. And you? You trusting me and feeling safe with me despite me doing horrible things? That pretty much shows my controll hmm?" he asks making you nod once more "I enjoy knowing you're both scared yet safe safe me, I like having you trust me. I absolutely adore taking care of you, giving you what I think you need or want. It's I guess something I lacked in my childhood and now instead of looking for it I want to give it to someone else, but I guess in a horrible sense."

"I like holding you." he beams "but I also enjoy hurting you, I enjoy seeing you struggle, I enjoy you crying, everything you allow me to do."

"It sounds sick, but when I hit you, and you start to cry and whimper it really turns me on. You enjoying pain when it comes from my hand? Something about me makes you enjoy pain?" He sighs "It's just so thrilling. You allowing me to do all these horrible things to you, you getting to enjoy these terrible things, because of me."

You weren't sure what to tell him, but somehow he was right. Something about him did make it all fun and enjoyable, it was questionable, but it was him. Who are you to question and deny it, when he is having fun and it does you no real harm.

"I almost lost my mind, when you clenched around me when I called you disgusting and nasty names." he seems happy "You got exited when I called names hmm?"

"...A little bit?" you questioned and he chuckled "it must be confusing."

"We can figure things out together." he smiles making you nod "I like that."

"This is mutual trust, because I trust you to speak up when something is wrong. I only want to go as far as you're comfortable." he reminds you.

"Tetsu." you hummed as you played with his chest "you always ask me at least twice if I'm sure." you chuckled "I'll tell you when something is wrong, but you also have to tell me yeah?"

He hums "Yeah, that how it works. Communication is key."

You looked at him for a momemt like you wanted to tell him something, but decided not to just laying yourself against his chest "and here I thought I was getting some undying confession."

"Next time" you smiled "I'll tell you next time."

"Pfff what next time, next time you see me. Next time we fuck?" he questioned and you raised a brow "Like it's not going to be the same scenario."

He cackles out that ugly yet oddly charming laugh "Nah, it's exams again and I'm pretty sure you're falling behind."

"Urghhh don't remind me." you groaned as you hit your head against his chest making him laugh "Awww, my dumb baby."

"Am I at least a cute dumb baby?" you ask him and he nods "The cutest dumb baby, I could ask for."

A giggle escaped your lips "Come on we should get out of bed." he says as he ushers you to get up, making you whine. Refusing to leave the comfort of his body warmth.

Cracking his neck, making a nasty sound he starts to just lift you up "Urgh, you really like being carried hmmm?"

"Yep." popping the p in the end you put your arms around his neck as he carried you to the bathroom to get both of you cleaned up "Mmh my pretty girl." he can't help himself but wrap his arms around your waist and kiss your everywhere he could. Kuroo feels lovesick whenever you're with him and it hasn't faded since you two started flirting around.

"I hope I don't come over as overly controlling of you." he suddenly says when he started to help you was yourself and you shake your head "I kind of like it."

"Baby, don't feed into my strange desires." he jokes and you huff "But I do, mmmh don't know if it's weird but you give me strange sense of stability!"

"Is that so?" he questioned and you nod trying to tell him about it "I get confused and lost alot, and since you came into my life. I feel like it's getting less!"

"That's nice." he smiles as he washes out the soap from your hair "always good to know."

When finsihed you two are back in his room as he throws the towel he used for his bed in the bin before throwing you on it. Getting on top of you "Haha you're heavy." you peeked his cheek lovingly "whole 160lbs." he informs.

"You're ridiculously tall for someone your age." you groaned as you tried to push him back, only for him to press himself more into you, squeezing you between the bed and his body "You think I'll get even taller?"

"Pff how tall do you want to be?" you ask him.

"Maybe hit 190?" he questioned and you groaned "as long as you don't hit 200, I don't care."

"Why are you concerned about my height?" he chuckles as he flicks your chin "Because a bed is only 2m. I'd like you to fit in the same bed as me thank you very much."

"Huh that is a concern." he says "Yeah I hope I stop at 190, 192 sounds nice."

"You know what? As long as I'm taller than the snake bastard and kou everything is fine." he laughs making you laugh with him "You're so competitive."

"Of course I am." he smirks "How else did I win your heart?"

"Ew, cheesy. It's not like you had competition." you rolled your eyes and Kuroo shakes his head "You came to watch and cheer for a team full of boys. None of them have a girlfriend and we don't have a female manager."

"Oh so you'd take anyone who comes watch you play?" you gasped in fake offense making him scoff "Oh now you're just being difficult." he says "I do have standards and preferences you know?"

[yuedama]

zoom misadventures

dom!armin x f!reader

synopsis : teasing armin proved to have more dire consequences than you thought.

or, sex with armin while attending a zoom class.

content : nsfw, unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap your willy!), degradation, teensy bit of exhibitionism, creampie, overstimulation

notes : every time i see armin i either wanna engulf him in a tight hug or go feral; no in between. also, i haven't proofread this cos m too tired and my brain is literally fried as fuck pls forgive me for any typos π﹏π

the sound of your professor's voice fell upon deaf ears as you sat on armin's lap, stuffed full of his cock. your concentration was on anything but the lecture, mind foggy and unable to form a coherent thought, the only one occupying it being armin.

it had been a bad idea to tease him during one of his classes, crawling between his knees and giving him kitty licks, running your tongue on the underside of his shaft and cupping his balls as he recited like the good model student he was. damn bastard didn't even miss a beat in his explanation. despite how much you gagged on his cock and how much your eyes watered, he let out no reaction aside from gripping your hair harshly.

“ms. y/n are you there?” the question barely registered in your mind, you could only gape at your screen, unable to mutter a response.

“answer his question, slut,” armin mutters in your ear after a harsh thrust, the force of his hips upwards causing you to grip the edges of your table til your knuckles turned white.

“i'm here, sir!” you replied, the pitch of your voice high due to the frustration, fingers shaking as it hovered over the keys. an exasperated gasp left your lips once you've muted the mic. god, you just wanted this to be over.

armin had been sheathed inside you the whole duration of your class, yet he made little to no effort to give you the satisfaction you badly craved, only sitting back and letting his cock pulsate against your walls. he was rock hard, you could tell, no feel him inside you, and it frustrated you to no end just how much self-control the blonde had.

while it seemed like you were about to lose it as the only thing you could do was grip his length and let your juices coat him, he seemed to break no sweat in staying inside you with no movement. perhaps you could blame your sensitivity on the previous orgasm you had on his tongue.

“well, you don't seem very much present today, is everything alright?” the idle questions only seemed to be nagging at this point. “we can't see you either.”

shit. you quickly thought of an excuse to brush off his comment, though armin only gave you a chuckle at your predicament, watching you with hooded eyes as he leaned back on the chair, causing his hips to move a bit.

“i-i'm good, sir. must be technical d-difficulties.”

the middle aged man seemed to buy your excuse and proceeded with his lesson; you could only cross your fingers and hope he doesn't bother you anymore.

“not only are you a dirty slut, but you're also a liar,” armin seethed into your ear, his grip on your hips tightening, most likely to leave bruises later on. “why don't you tell them how much of a whore you are, all desperate and needy for my dick.”

“n-no way,” you panted out as you squirmed on his thighs.

armin scoffed and started rolling his hips, just enough for you to feel the slow dragging of his member inside you. “what do you think they'll think when they see you right now.”

“h-hng...” your voice quivered in fear of that happening, eyes widening as the worst case scenarios played in your head— the fluttering of your walls around him betrayed you however. “they'll think of how i'm a-a slut.”

he was satisfied with your answer, pride swelling in his chest at what you had said. lithe fingers found its way to your chin and turned your head towards him, making your eyes meet his pust glazed cerulean ones. “well, aren't you?”

another harsh thrust. armin couldn't get enough of the whimpers and wails you let out at his teasing. he loved how you sat there and waited for what he was about to give you, merely looking at him with glossy eyes in hopes of getting what you so badly craved for.

“aren't you my slut?” armin stared at you expectantly, starting to pick up a pace as he thrusted into you.

“yes, armin, i'm your slut,” you cried out, though his grip on your cheek forced you to open your mouth and slur your words slightly. you could feel your impending orgasm starting to build up, every delicious grind of his hips only bringing you closer.

sobs left your lips as you finally felt your release washing over you, the sensation making you quiver on top of him, though armin was far from done. the blonde snickered at your state, though he soon lost his own composure as he rutted into you faster, setting an animalistic pace as he neared his high.

“a-ah fuck, i'm near—”

his lips met yours in a hungry kiss, teeth clashing and drool spilling down the corners of your lips. the sound of your walls squelching around him pushed him further, til he released his seed insde you, driving you delirious for you could feel another orgasm coming. you shuddered at the warmth, walls pulsing around armin as he stopped.

you opened your lips to speak, plead, but his fingers were quick to find your erect bud and roll it around his fingers. your toes immediately curled at the stimulation, and soon he began thrusting his once again hard cock into you.

you were a dripping mess, both of your fluids running down your thighs, you could only babble at how good you felt, though you weren't too sure yourself what you were saying anymore. your nails clawed at his arms to ground yourself, proving to do very little as your mind turned to mush. ragged breaths echoed in the room along with lewd noises of his length filling you repeatedly.

having had your priorities set straight, it was safe to say classes for the day had been forgotten about.