#heehe enjoy

[vanillalemur]

based on a friends hc that ruined king is a dnd campaign >:3

[montydrawsstuff]

some value study with shadow

which one is your fave

[miutonium]

Gift Commission I did of @jocelynships recently. It was really fun painting this heehee 🤧💕💕 thank you to my commissioner for trusting me on this one 🥰💕💕

[oh-gh0st]

smiles mischievously

[mudson]

ok me and long hair are friends again

[bloogge]

DAMN i should b at the club wastinf 200 dollars instead of sittinf on my ass drinkinf alone w gas station wine LMFAOOO

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

sorry to send another request, again, pls only do this when ur requests are open, i'm just too scared to forget abt it. Anyways, tummy bulge and size king w pietro and tan...?

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heehe🫠 fucking love it !!! and honestly it’s really not a problem. send them in whenever bc I love your ideas a lot!! (18+)

thots below cut - mdni

size play with tangerine... size play with tangerine... well, tangerine occasionally enjoys a bit of manhandling (sorry!) just him having his way with you. I imagine him having your chest pushed down on the bed, him fucking into you from behind, and he's just like SO fucking manly and dominant with it ??? like his hands gripping your waist, covering a majority of your skin - tugging and squeezing and gripping !! 🫠 he enjoys the feeling of overpowering you, giving you what you want and need without you having to ask for it. likes to lean over you in doggy just so you can really feel him dwarf you. he also likes the idea of being your protector, so he's very adamant about making sure you feel safe and loved etc. hates for you to feel used..!! he just loves smothering and caging you while he fucks you !! uses his hands to show difference in size too.. he def knows what he’s doing

tummy bulge with pietro... tummy bulge with pietro... hmm, well.. pietro is definitely the type to get that primal look on his face when he sees himself inside of you. like a sense of ownership (sorry) just him seeing the head of his dick fucking up into your tummy and the bulge rubbing you from the inside ??? sends him wild. when he sees the bulging, he makes you feel it. he'd take your hand, placing it on your lower tummy to feel the head of his cock. he'd be like, "feel me there? that's my dick. that's how deep I am," but it's all very hoarse and strained. the sight of you splayed out with his cock wedged inside you knocks the air out his lungs and words out his brain !! he also def pushes down on your stomach with a cocky grin

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[luxthestrange]

TWST Incorrect quotes#663 Stages

Stages of Love of Yuu Rabbit and Ruggie

Desk acquaintance

Ruggie: Jail is no fun, I’ll tell you that. Yuu*Blinks worriedly imagining tiny cute Ruggie in a cartoonish striped jail outfit being surrounded by big jail men*...You’ve been? Ruggie: Once...in Monopoly

That...Was the first time Ruggie had ever seen Yuu the resident Sex Symbol at par with Vil in way of suaveness and allure...Have a full-hearted laugh and giggle fit at his lame joke...To say he was taken aback and proud of it...was an understatement

Hanging out(You asked him on a date and he didn't catch it was a date-)

Yuu*heading out to see Ruggie* Rook: Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!~ Yuu: I think I crossed that line when I got a date~

Favorite Regular in his work(After The Vil accident)

Vil: I know you love them Ruggie: I am not in love with Yuu! Vil* Staring at Ruggie,With a raised brow*I never said who... Ruggie*realizes*... Ruggie: Shit. Well, anyways-

Ruggie Inviting you to his games and saving you a good seat...to cheer for him

Yuu*Running towards him and picking him up for a celebration hug for winning* Oh, Ruggie!~You were magnificent!~

Rugg*Blushing and gives an excited little giggle with a cheeky grin,tail wagging* Was I really?

Yuu*Whispers into his ear* Better than Leona~

FINALLY confessing to eachother

You and Ruggie are lying on a picnic blanket together,Ruggie finally...confessing he likes you...and you hugging him and kissing him all over his face leaving red lipstick marks

Yuu*Kissing his lips once again lovingly holding his cheeks* Ruggie, darling!~ I want you to know I love you!~ I've loved you more than any Woman/Man/NB ever loved a Hyena!~

Rugg*Who mind is as soft as smashed potatoes and enjoying the moment of being cuddled and lovingly pamperd in kisses and compliment*Shyeheheeh~ heehe~

Part 4 of:

@creativechaosx

[portgasdwrld]

For your light-hearted asks, can I get a flirty snowball fight between Zoro and a fem!reader. Bonus points if Zoro has really bad aim!

HEYYY WASSUPP!! Thank you for the ask! It was exactly what I needed !! 🩷

❄️ Snowball Fight

⋆ ★ Featuring: Zoro

⋆ ★ Warning: None, fluff !

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You closed your eyes as you felt the gentle snow fall on your features. The sun was slowly disappearing in the sky, letting place to the early night.

A grin curved your lips as you enjoyed this feeling of peace and calm within the ship and yourself.

Those calm moments on the Sunny were to be cherished too, but it quickly changed when you noticed Zoro walking quietly staring at the scenery. He seemed to be deep in his thoughts.

It was nothing but the best timing to disturb his peace a little, and break a smile from his handsome serious face.

You secretly giggled to yourself as you started to form a snowball between your covered hands and threw it at your lover. It hit perfectly the behind of his head and you heard him grumble to himself confused. He looked behind his shoulder and saw you standing there with a pride smile.

-Proud of yourself?

He comments with a smile. His cheeks were a little red from the cold and he looked honestly adorable. You nodded with an excited smile, lowkey teasing him.

-Aw come onnn, don’t be a sore loser babe~

-Huh? Who said I was the loser ?

He quickly lowered himself to the ground and started collecting some snow in his bare hands. You caught a few curses here and there from him because of his fingers freezing.

You weren’t so far from him, but he still managed to incredibly miss you. The snowball pathetically passed at one meter away from your body and flatly fell on the floor. A silence grew between you two before you burst out laughing.

-What was that??

Zoro got flustered, ears and cheeks blushing clearly embarrassed. He looked around to collect more snow and get his pride back, but you were quick on your feet and stepped on the snow he was about to use.

Your boyfriend stared at you with deadpan eyes faced to your tongue out that was soon followed with a grin. The swordsman doesn’t waste much time and pick up you instead in a bridal style.

-I think i like you better in my hands

-Mmm, I would say that too if I missed my target that badly

You laughed and his flustered expression quickly covered his face once again. He rolled his eye and closed the distance between y’all faces.

-Cant you just forget about it ?

-Maybe a kiss will make me forget?

Your boyfriend smiled and pecked your forehead, before putting you back on your feet. He started to walk away while you just stood there disoriented.

-Hey! I want a real kiss!

-Heeh? Can’t hear you !

-ZOROOO!!

[fangsforiris]

Hi, are you taking reaction requests? if so then could I have a Sakamaki reaction to a reader who's extremely silent? As in they don't make any noise when their moving, they could standing behind tou but you wouldn't noticed. To the point the brothers have to rely on their senses to detect them

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Sakamaki Brothers Reaction to Silent Doll-Like Reader

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Shū:

“Heeh? You are quiet… too quiet… Not that I don’t mind, though. It’s far less troublesome this way. Maybe now, I can take a nap without a constant bother.”

• Shū wouldn’t mind, like at all.

• Silent reader only means that he can reap the benefit of enjoying his leisure time.

• Do not let this fool you, however. He will still be on his guard, like everyone else he’s around.

• However, due to the lack of noise, perhaps he’ll find it a bother to constantly keep a look out.

• He’ll also 100% tease you when it’s only the both of you alone together.

Reiji:

“My, perhaps you can be of use. You shall accompany me in my study, it would be nice to have another set of hands aid me in my research.”

• Reiji would see this as purely beneficial.

• After all, quiet all the time?

• Depending on your manners, he’d make it a point to discipline you to speak when spoken to.

• He’d want you to help him with his tasks, lest you actually make a ruckus.

• Even though he will be skeptical, he’ll keep it in mind whenever he’s interacting with you.

Laito:

“Fufu~ I almost didn’t notice you, Bitch-chan! Why so quiet? Perhaps I can change that, nfu~!”

• Laito would use it as an opportunity to joke around, mainly with the idea of sexual innuendos.

• He wouldn’t be interested in keeping too many tabs on you, in the sense of ensuring that you’re present 24/7.

• His trauma is enough to go by that he wouldn’t want to have to be on edge again.

• But, he’d admire the skill, for even he can understand that it takes practice to obtain such an attribute.

• He’d get scared a few times, maybe even let out a girly yelp— like the ones he’d emit when he sees a spider.

Kanato:

“Eh? I didn’t see you there, Dolly. Why are you so silent? You mustn’t ignore me! I see… are you preparing to become one of my dolls?”

• Kanato wouldn’t be a fan at all.

• He needs attention, and the constant assurance that his toy, his doll, is there.

• He’d use it to his advantage by treating the reader like an actual human doll. After all, dolls dare not utter a sound, right?

• But to constantly use his senses, maybe he’d get tired of it since you’re putting him to work when he believes it should be the other way around.

• It’s like he’s accommodating himself for you. Which he hates. You should already be ready to suit his every need, not the inverse.

Ayato:

“Oi! I didn’t even see you! Why are you lurking around, Chichinashi?! If you’re gonna be so quiet… why not spend the time with me?”

• He’d would get jump scared a few times, but wouldn’t want you to ever mention or admit it.

• It almost reminds Ayato of how quiet Shū is, so he’d be a bit freaked out honestly.

• Ayato would maybe take it as a challenge to see who can get you to scream. Mainly between him and his other triplet brothers, Kanato and Laito.

• Ayato wouldn’t mind having to use more of his senses around you, it’d make for good practice. And to him it’s like catching prey all over again.

• He wouldn’t like to put in the extra work for his prey, however. He may enjoy a good cat and mouse chase, but all the time? Even he can get tired.

Subaru:

“H-hey! Don’t go lurking about like that, at least make yourself known or something! N-not that I was scared… You should just announce yourself more often!”

• Subaru would also join the club of being taken off guard a few times. He wouldn’t scream, but his body would physically recoil at the fear, before resetting in place.

• He’d prefer the silence as well, but would get worried if it had been something much more deeper.

• After all, people don’t go silent in all for nothing, right?

• He’d be a hypocrite in the sense of lurking. He’d be intrigued with how silent one can be, and how the lack of overall presence can affect it. So he’d definitely keep watch on the down low.

• Subaru wouldn’t want to be on edge with any of the brides, since he knows his presence already does that to others, so being on the other end of the spectrum would either be humbling, off-putting, or opinion changing.

[icu-now]

18+ switch!eddie? but mostly sub!eddie x dom!reader, gn!reader

so ... eddie wears boxers, agreed? like he's such a boy ass boy wearing boxer shorts. he has ones with green and blue plaid; or red and navy gingham; and his fanciest pair he owns is plain denim blue (but all bought in value packs). and what you love about them more than getting to take them off heehe is how they peek out of his waistband when he reaches for something above the fridge. the shirt that already sits pretty at the edge of his belt loops with his arms down; lifts just that little bit, and the ruched cotton has you licking your lips at the tuft of hair it flattens. eddie chuckles before you can catch yourself and spill half a spoonful of cheerios and milk on the table.

okkkkk starting to scream now bc getting to take them off ... . . . you two have been making out on wayne's lazy boy for about half of a random def leppard album eddie got a boot leg of. cranked high in his room to hear it comfortably in the living room, you love it how the groans between each of his heavy breaths are amplified as you kiss down his neck. you make sure you've locked his eyes before sliding between his legs, steadying yourself on his quads. you've been palming at the denim around his thighs, hips, and crotch for about two and a half songs now and obviously for eddie that's been ages. he's whining into his shoulder and his knuckles are white clenching at the sides of his thighs wishing you'd touch him. and it's quite embarrassing how loud he gasps when you pop the button of his jeans with just your thumb and forefinger. you trail your fingers between elastic and skin until they meet at his tailbone. and u can feel how giddy he is when he does that little hip lift thing, only for you tug at his beltloops, loosening his jeans anchored by his body weight and leaving his boxers mostly on.

rightfully, you earn a, "babe--heh baby..." from eddie. kneeling between his lap, your hands meet at the crease of his hips, finally touching his hard bulge and you're smirking. you feel his thick cock heavy against his thigh and squeeze a little harder, enjoying how with each pulse of your fingers, eddie thrusts his hips into your chest.

he couldnt hold his hands at his sides anymore and tried palmed himself over your hands, but you tsk'ed them away before he could get any meaningful relief. "aw, honey, how do i know what you want if you don't use your words, huh?" you spit his own words he used on u just last night back at him, revelling in how it feels to be on the other side. eddie is so cute when he's flustered and can't think of anything he wants more than your hands under his boxers. "d'you want me to..." you cup at his balls with one hand, and bring your other to his waistband. "touch you..." you hook a finger under the elastic this time, "under here?" he can't come up with an answer for you other than a furious nod of his blushed face. you release the elastic you pulled taut and it dully snaps back onto the yummy path of hair on his lower stomach. god he's whining so loud and you fucking love how close to tears he is, you throw him a bone and sit up on your knees, kissing his jawline up to his lips. you slip a hand under his boxers as soon as your lips touch, and he almost screams. you massage at the base and slowly work your way up his shaft, preoccupying you, letting eddie slip his tounge past your lips. almost feeling bad about your cruelty, you let him kiss you sloppy as you start to spread his precum over the head of his cock. once you did that, he almost jerked you off of his lap, and that's when you've had enough. you take a step back from the lazy boy, admiring the pair of green and blue plaid he put on today, and yank the cotton clean off his hips to bunch at his knees with his jeans. you look at him through your lashes, biting a smile, and his giggles are delirious in response.

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not proofread! sorry wayne ill get u a new lazyboy!!

a/n hiiiiii this is the first fic ive written in years and my first smutty fic! ive been a long long long time reader and always wanted to write fics to bam first post heheeh ALSO im taking requests! if anyone is reading this lol here's my inbox :)

pls lmk if u liked this :*

[gojo-mochi]

OMG- ur frat boy au 😩

But I def head cannon that law even though he is more reclusive than the other frat boys he does occasionally participate in group tutoring and has you sit next to him and when you start to tease him during the tutoring he would start to tease you back but actually like finger fuck you or play with your clit as a punishment for making him distracted while he's supposed to be getting his service hours in.

I also hc that for Ace ( my love 😍) would absolutely 100 fucking percent would tutor you or your tutoring him in the library in the middle of the night when no one is around and is having you read out loud for him and he's absolutely going ham in your pussy with his fingers and he makes you squirt on the textbooks making them get all wet and dirty with your juices so he makes you go up to the librarian and report that you accidentally got a book wet.

Jdbfwhebwhh- I fucking love ur frat boy au tho like 😩 I would actually do anything for men who are frat boys like-

Sorry for the late response! I wanted to write something for this and things kept piling up BUT i'm here now and thank you so much for liking my frat boys! Heeh ٭(•﹏•)٭

Law is so mean!! So, so mean god… But he likes it (secretly) when you tease him by wearing those short miniskirts, and wearing no panties during your tutoring session!?! You were def asking for him so don’t cry to him when he’s keeping you on edge the whole time and you better answer his question correctly to show that he’s a good tutor or else…..(ﾉ´ з `)ノ

THAT SO DIRTY ACEEE RAHHHHH, god.. He such like a fuckboy (in my story at least) JUST THAT puppydog sweet boy look with a fuckboy personality just hit so gooooooddd ughhhhh thank you for giving me these prompts! Hope you enjoy the fic! (◕ㅅ◕✿)

CW: Toxic! Law and Ace (My version of them as fratboys! Not canon-adjecent! I love these sweet boys), mention of cheating, manipulation, P/V, unprotected sex, creampie, fingering, squirting, voyeurism.

Word Count: 7k

A/N:THank you so much to @kazieai for being my beta reader!!!  ( ˘ ³˘)♥ Little surprise at the end of Ace eheh <3

Tutoring Session with Law: 

Group study session means less time he has to waste actually tutoring since he can just cross off a lot of extra hours by helping everyone at once. He would never admit it out right to you or anyone for that matter, but you were his favorite student by far. Not necessarily because you were a good student or anything like that. It was because in every session he had with you, you always wore the shortest skirt paired with something low-cut so when you lean over the table to ask a stupid question, his eyes would get a nice view of your chest. By the third session you had with him, you forego wearing a bra and just let your nipples get all perky from the nice cool library’s air conditioning. 

He really punished you the first time you did that, pulling and tweaking at your little nubs until you were crying from oversensitivity. Only to soothe away your cries with his skillful tongue and fingers digging deep in your pussy. You loved it though, teasing Law to the point where he lets go of his restraints and just bends you over the table and starts punishing you. It’s a good stress reliever for both you and him, of course.

Law almost denied your request to join him and other students in group studying, knowing that you’ll try to pull some kind of dirty trick while he’s trying to finish his service hours. Though once you gave him your sweetest puppy dog eyes, he caved in pretty quickly. And to his surprise, you showed up wearing something that actually covers your skin and wasn’t just some torn cloth marketed as “clothes”. A simple turtleneck sweater with a matching skirt and silk stockings to top it off. 

Law eyes you warily when you plop down on the seat next to him, but says nothing to you and focuses on the other students instead. You pouted at him and pretended to write down some notes or read the textbook you were assigned. Absent-mindedly flipping thru the pages, barely paying any attention to the words. You hear Law sigh a lot during the session, pencil tapping against the wooden table when he sees one of the other students typing away at his phone under the table. 

His other student doodling in his notebook, not paying attention to anything Law was trying to teach them. It was you, Law, and two other male students all huddled together in a corner of the library. While he could just pretend to teach them and get this session over with, he wasn’t sure if his hours for this would count if half of his students were gonna fail or get worse grades after his tutoring. At the very least, he knew you would retain some of his teachings, you knew you would be punished if you didn’t after all. 

And it wasn’t the fun kind of punishment either, the one where you were left wobbling with red cheeks afterwards. No, if you end up failing a quiz or your grades drop even a little, Law would either ignore your attempts to reach out to him or worse. He would openly flirt with someone in front of you, most likely one of the girls from the sororities his fraternity would often host parties with. He would prance around with one of those girls strapped to his arm, nodding and using his fake smile on them. Knowing how much your blood boils when those girls start pressing their boobs on his bicep, that was your job, goddamn it!

You took your anger out on your studying, furiously writing down notes, huffing and puffing through your textbook, and staring holes in your teacher's skull during lecture. All so you could get one of the top grades during the test next week and so you could flip off the sororitie’s girls when Law publicly praised you and you pulled him in for a steamy kiss. No one was really sure if the two of you were actually dating or fucking around. Whatever kind of sick game the two of you were tangled in, the other frat members knew not to fuck around with you. Law has special access to the chemical lab at the university and he made vague threats about poisoning his brothers if they tried anything with you. 

You rolled your eyes when you found out about it, but secretly it made your heart skip a beat, seeing how possessive he would get over you. You could see now by the way his brows were furrowed in that Law was getting more than annoyed. You decided to fuck with him even further, by inching your leg over to his side. Slipping out of your shoes and going over to Law’s side and nudging his ankle softly. Law glanced at you from his side vision but you pretended to be writing down something in your notebook instead, not paying him any mind. 

He pinched the bridge of his nose and took in a deep breath, deciding to focus on the other students first. Law grabbed one of the heaviest books on the table and slammed it down hard on the wooden table. The thump made everyone else jump a little, all eyes were on Law now who just glared back unamused. 

“Now that I got everyone’s attention, I’ll be honest and say that I don’t give a fuck about any of you.” He takes a quick glance your way as he said that but focuses back on the boys. One of them tried to open their mouth to speak back but Law cut him off. “That being said, we all are here for a reason, and my reason is that I’m forced to get service hours or my lab privileges are revoked.”

He grabbed a pen in his hand and point it at the male students, “And trust me, if my lab privileges on campus get revoked, I will find a way to set up a new one, and I think the first test subjects I’ll use, are the dumb-fuck students who fucked me over.” He said in a casual tone, twirling his pen around his fingers, the students gulped nervously just now noticing the tattoos on his hands. You suppressed giggling at this tense moment, feeling your heart flutter whenever Law gets like this. 

You quietly scoot closer to him, rubbing your foot up higher on his calves and resting a hand on his thigh. Law continued on like nothing was happening, “So, I suggest for the sake of all our sanities, that you two actually get to studying.” He leans back in his chair and spreads his legs apart wide, knocking your leg back a bit. You pout at this but it didn’t deter you, moving your hand further down and squeezing his bulge a little bit. Already hard and poking through his jeans, you bit your lips at the realization. 

Scooting your chair even closer until it was right next to Law’s chair, the other two boys were too scared to pay attention to you or your antics. Law’s lip twitched but he pressed on forward, instructing the boys to open their own textbook and start listening to his lecture. While you do love his voice, hearing him drone on about molecules and compounds didn’t really help make you wetter. 

You decide to get bolder and unzip Law’s jeans very slowly. Your head turns to face him as you do, pretending that you’re really listening to his lecture but in reality you just want to see if he could maintain a straight face while you slip your hands inside his pants. His eyes were pointed at the two other students, glaring harshly making sure that they were taking down the right notes. With his legs spread wide, you had easy access to fiddle around with his bulge. 

“Wrong, redraw the structure of that compound again, you missed an oxygen in there.” Law drones out, flicking some eraser shavings over to the student’s paper. All the while your hands dips down lower and lower, cupping his balls in your warm hands and playing around with them in the way you know he loves. Law grunts softly in response but does not take your hand away, you bump shoulders with him and pout. 

“Law, can you look at my notes too? I’m not sure I did it right…” You whined, squeezing his balls a little harder to make sure he turns his attention to you. This time Law grabs your wrist firmly and yanks your hands out of his pants. His eyes turned to you, and you flinched back a bit at the heavy glare. 

Perhaps you went a bit too far this time with your antics, he turns his body towards you and looks over your notes, all the while his hand still holds on to your wrist. He points over some areas you should’ve written down more information and silently moves his hands off your wrist and down onto your thigh. You looked down at his hand but he snapped his other hand in front of your face; “Oy, pay attention, ya?” 

You flinch back a bit as his hand inches further down your thigh, his long fingers tracing around the edge of your skirt. His golden eyes piercing down your soul right to your pussy as he makes you rewrite some notes down before turning his attention back on the other students. You fidget under his cold hand, causing him to pinch your skin lightly. A silent order to keep you still and the others unassuming. 

The grip you had on your pen was shaking a little by now, his hand getting bolder with each passing second and he wasn’t even looking at you when his fingers finally reached out and poked at your panties. Well, he would have poked at your panties, if you were actually wearing any today…

You fought back a yelp as his finger pushed past your walls a bit, his nails scraping against your softness. Meanwhile, Law had to maintain a straight face once he realized that you weren’t wearing anything down there today. Oh, now you were in for it…

Law wasted no more time as his skillful fingers plunged right back in, pointer and middle finger sliding down your slick walls, as his thumb gets placed right on top of your clit. Gently rubbing it in small circular motions. With just enough pressure for you to feel it but not enough for you to fully enjoy it. You tried to buck up your hips to get more friction but Law just pinch your clit in response, making you hiccup out loud, having everyone's attention on you. 

You shy away from their gazes, your face heating up especially from Law’s eyes on you. You cough awkwardly and point to your water bottle; “Heh, just a dry throat.. I’m alright.” Your shaky hands grabbed the bottle and you chugged down the rest of the liquid inside as the other students went back to their notes and Law’s fingers went back inside your cunt. 

Only his middle finger this time, Law slowly sinks his long digit in and out of your pussy, covering his finger in your sweet slick. All the while, he maintained a bored expression on his face and actually started tutoring the other students. They were whipped into gear now, asking questions and asking for help on parts they weren’t sure on. This session might turn out great at this rate, but you couldn’t really give a shit. 

You wanted Law to give you more attention, more friction, you wanted his cock inside of you now. Or at least more of his fingers, he was hitting the right spot but it wasn’t enough for you, barely enough for you to feel that spark of pleasure each time he curled his finger in. You bit in the inside your cheek as you dared to bring one hand down under your skirt and start playing with your clit yourself. Of course, Law did see you doing this, but he did nothing to punish you for it at the moment. Instead, he actually plunged in another finger inside your tight walls, scissoring them outward as your own fingers start to play with your clit. 

You knew that a punishment was gonna come sooner or later, but the pleasure felt so good to care at this point. Your own fingers started to speed up along with Law, and just when you were finally reaching that point of pure ecstasy, he pulled his fingers out, causing a needy whine to slip past your lips.

Everyone’s head snapped towards you, Law calls out to you with a faint smirk painted across his face, “Oy? Everything alright there?” He leans into your space, smearing his slick-covered on your forehead as he pretends to check for a fever. Your face heats up even more at the contact, wanting to slap his hand away but not wanting to cause any more suspicion. You meekly nod your head while glaring sideways at Law, he pulls his hand away with a sigh and motions for everyone to start working again. 

“Alright, the library closes in 30 minutes so everyone listen up. I’m gonna go over the most important parts you need to know for the upcoming exam.” Law snaps his fingers and holds out his notebook for everyone to see. “Let’s make the most of our time now, so we never have to see each other again, yeah?”

His eyes gaze over everyone, gauging their reaction and seeing if they were actually paying attention to him. You were still glaring at him but at least your eyes were on him as well. He nods and leans back in his chair, holding up his notebook in one hand as he casually flips it easily by maneuvering his fingers around the pages.

His other hand went right back to its rightful spot, in between your legs, not that you were complaining. You may grumble or whine about it later to him in private but as of now, the need to be fucked overrides all your other senses. With a few taps on your thighs, you readily spread your legs apart for him. 

“...the most important thing is to remember the oxygen count…” Law rambled on and on, his voice drowning out the small wet plapping noises he was making underneath the table. He made sure to keep eye contact with you on occasion as well, not letting your eyes close or wander away from his lecture. 

Your own hands balled up into tight fists on your lap as you desperately try to keep calm and still while Law finger-fucked you under the table. His thumb sporadically swipes at your swollen clit, just to keep you tethering on that sweet euphoric edge. 

“..you can skip remembering all the structures if you’re better at remembering the formula for them, just bullshit it enough and the professor will go easy on you…” 

You dug your nails into the palm of your hands, your thighs shaking around Law’s hand as he added another finger inside. His thumb picked up the pace and you slowly felt your self-control slipping away. 

“Well, that’s about covers most of it, does anyone have any questions?” Law draws out, looking around the table and stopping at you. His eyes glinting at your nervous face and carefully watching for your reaction. “Y/N? You seem like you have a question you want to ask, no need to be all shy now~” He teased a little at the end, and now everyone’s eyes were on you. Your mouth flounders around a bit, as you try to find your voice. 

“I-um don’t really hav-ahhiee!” 

Law being the prick that he is, made sure to pinch on your clit right in the middle of your sentence. Making you scream out loud, your scream echoing in the quiet library air. Your whole face burns with embarrassment as you hear Law quietly snicker to himself at your side. The other two students look at you with a mixture of confusion and redness on their faces. 

Before you could try to explain yourself, the librarian pops out of nowhere with an angry tick marked on her face. She points to her watch and clears her throat loudly in annoyance; “While it is nice to see students finally studying for once in here, I must warn you that the library closed around 10 mins ago. So please kindly pack your stuff and head out.”

She clicks her heels together and gives the group one last glare before huffing and leaving. 

“Uh.. thanks for the session, dude. I’ll just head out now.”

“Yeah… me too.”

The two male students quickly gathered up their stuff, ready to bounce from the tutoring session. Law waves them off after giving them one last order, “Don’t forget to sign the paper to let the school know that I tutored you, cause if you don’t, I’ll come find you..” 

They both nod in unison and scuttle off, while you smack your face in your hands. Letting out an embarrassed groan over the events that all occurred. Ready to get up and go scream about it later in the comfort of your bed. However, Law had other ideas as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his chest. 

A hand on your cheek as he hooks his thumb inside your mouth, forcing you to look directly in his golden eyes. 

“Hold up, you’re not thinking about leaving this place while you’re still this messy… were you?” To emphasize his point, his other hand comes down under your skirt to swipe up on your wet cunt. Collecting some of your warm cream on his fingertips and stuffing them in your open mouth forcefully. Mixing your own cream with your spit on his fingers for a while, wiping the excess on your lips and cheeks as he pulls out his fingers. 

He gathers up all the items left on the table and unceremoniously dumped them into his backpack. Slapping you on the ass and leading you to the bathroom for some extra tutoring.

“Guess, I’ll have to teach you to clean up after yourself too. Be grateful, ya? I don’t just do this for anyone.”

Tutoring Session with Ace:

“Ac-Acee-hnggg We ca-can’t keep doing this.” 

You attempted to keep your voice as low as you can, while being pounded from behind that is. Ace’s large and warm hands gripping tightly on your waist, his thumbs digging into your sides, leaving marks for the future. Your incessant whining only fueled Ace to bury his cock deeper inside you, his hips slamming against your ass with each pounding. 

The chair you were gripping on for balance starts to wobble under the increasing intensity, your nails dig into the wood for any semblance of purchase. Leaving scratch marks that will surely get you in trouble if the librarian ever finds them. Ace bends down, breath tickling the back of your neck, his hot tongue licking up a stripe of sweat beading down your skin.

You bite back a moan, eyes darting around to see if anyone was passing by to catch you in this sinful act. Though with the pleasure building up inside of you at a rapid pace, you find it harder and harder to keep your eyes open. And just as you were about to cum, Ace bit down on your shoulder, hard.

The stinging pain went straight down to your core as you cum almost violently, your pussy clenching down on Ace’s cock which was still buried deep inside your womb. He insisted on not wearing a condom since, “It doesn’t feel good, and none of the sizes fit him anyway.” 

So, all of his cum spilled inside, filling you up to the brim as your legs shake underneath. Your head falls down on the seat’s cushion, while the rest of your body is being held up by Ace. He licks at the wound on your shoulder, lapping up some blood droplets that were seeping out. You groan when his licks start to get more and more sloppy, much akin to that of a dog. Specks of spit start hitting your cheek as he starts to shake his head side to side with his tongue still hanging out. 

You hiss at him and turn your head to look over your shoulder as you try to push him away. He laughs at you with a wide smile, leaning back and pulling his cock out and watching his seed begin to spill out as he does so. He grabs you by the waist and tugs you back into his chest. Spinning around so that he could sit on the chair with you snug on his lap. He spreads your legs open with his own, turning his head around as he searches for something on the ground. 

“Ah! There you are!” 

He smiles as he bends down to pick an article of clothing off the floor. He shows off your own cute pair of panties right front of your face, leaving you dumbfounded for a second. His smile grows mischievous like a cat that just got into something they shouldn't have. 

Ace hums to himself as he spreads your legs wider and reaches down with one hand and parts open your pussy with two fingers. Some of the cum starts to spill out, coating his fingers in the process but Ace happily purrs at the sight, bringing the panties down as well to wipe up his mess. 

“Ace!”

You whispered-yelled in both embarrassment and a bit of anger, you wiggle on his lap, hands pushing on his biceps to try to get away from him. Your efforts were useless as Ace just continued on cleaning up his cum dripping out of your sensitive cunt without a care in the world. Even humming a little as he does so; 

“...and the girls say, Save a horse, ride a cowboy..”

You sort of regret showing him that song, he loves to sing it especially when you’re riding on top of him. With a few more swipes up and down your pussy and a few bites from you on his biceps, the task was finally done. Your now cum-soaked panties were once again brought right up to your face as Ace showed off his work. 

“Ace, what the fu-mmph!”

Just as you were about to start to scold Ace, he unceremoniously shoves your ruined panties into your open mouth, gagging you in the process. Your slick and Ace’s cream started coating your tongue, letting you fully taste the sinful mixture of your actions. You had enough and ripped your panties out of your mouth and smacked it on Ace’s face, which he didn’t really seem to mind. 

“Ow, ow, Ok, I’m so-OW!”

Ace yelped and jumped up in pain, pushing you down to the ground in the process. Holding his crotch with both hands as he looked at you with teary puppy eyes. 

“Sweetheart! How could you hurt me in my most precious area like that?”

He rubs his crotch a little and looks down at it with a heavy sadness in his eyes, while you roll yours in return.You go over to slap him hard on the back as you begin looking for other pieces of your clothing scattered across the floor. Not your first time being fully naked in the back of the library but you were already caught once and you weren’t looking forward to being caught a second time.

Thankfully, it was just another member from his fraternity who caught you two. A sort of mean-looking guy, you think his name was “Lawrence”? or something close to that. He’s a fellow tutor but you really haven’t crossed paths with him often, he usually keeps to himself. You remember at that time you had your back against the wall while Ace held you up, fucking you against the wall. 

So you were the first one to notice “Lawrence” come around the corner, the only look of surprise on his face was his eyes widening a little before he gave you a little smirk. Leaning on the bookshelf, with a smug little smile on his face as Ace kept pounding inside of you. You tried to tell Ace that someone was here but your moans kept cutting you off and Ace was too pussydrunk to care at that point. 

You hid your face in Ace’s shoulder, embarrassed to be found in such a position. You peek over at your fellow tutor, finding “Lawrence” rolling his eyes at your shyness and getting off the bookshelf and taking a book out. He waves goodbye to you, and leaves soon after. You told Ace what happened afterwards, but he just said, “Oh yeah, us frat boys do that all the time. We like to share sometimes, ya know?”

You didn’t know and you weren’t sure if you wanted to know more. You shook your head free of these memories, patting your skirt down and making sure that your shirt was buttoned correctly. Now that you were fully dressed, just without your panties, you were ready to continue on with this “tutoring session”. You hear the sound of shuffling behind you and then a heavy weight on your shoulder as Ace sets his head down and begins to whine in your ear.

His arms snaking around your waist and pulling you back into his naked chest, at least he put his shorts back on this time.

“Come on, puppy-boy, time for us to actually study.”

Ace whines ever harder at your statement, wrapping his arms around you tighter. “But,  Baby girl!” You shake your head and start to move with him still wrapped around you, step by step as Ace drags his feet behind you.

“Firecracker, please let’s just talk this out. We can study even more once my balls get emptied again!”

You ignored him, walking over to a bookshelf and browsing the lines of books for an easy studying one. 

“My love, my goddess, my only one, the one that holds my heart, my soul, and my cock and balls.”

Ace gets closer to your ear with each nickname, you felt your cheeks heat up at the sweeter names, until he said that last one and you showed him that you really did hold his balls in your hands. Squeezing lightly as a warning, which only causes him to moan and start grinding on you instead. 

You squeezed harder and harder until he got the hint and backed off, with that weight off your shoulder, you grabbed the book and turned to Ace. Pointing to the book with an exasperated look on your face, “Listen, I need your grades to at least go up a few percent. I am literally about to get fired from this job, if they don’t.”

Ace opens his mouth to retort with something lewd again but quickly shuts it once he sees how serious you are. He nods softly, and sits down on the ground, tilting his hat back and looking up at you with a beaming smile.

Ace held his hand up like an honor scout and looked clearly into your eyes as he said, “I promise, I’ll try to learn something this time and pass the next exam with flying colors.”

You were still doubting him a little but decided this was the best you were gonna get, so you plopped down in front of Ace. Opening the book and telling Ace to read the passage out loud and tell you what the theme and underlying tone of that passage was. Ace scoots around you and places you on his lap, which causes your eyebrows to furrow but he holds his hands up again this time in mock defense.

He starts reading the passage out slowly, his smooth voice lulling you to a sense of calm in his lap. You settled in rather quickly, leaning back on his chest, your eyes following along as he spoke. After he was done and you asked your questions, you were surprised to find his answers free of any innuendos and contained actual full-fledged thoughts. 

He always acted like a dumb frat boy or a horny puppy so this side of him was new to you. The two of you kept on reading passage after passage, with your questions getting harder with each passage to test Ace’s knowledge and to see if he was still paying attention or not. He passed every question with flying colors, remembering every small detail and characters that appeared, and your heart fluttered with each answer he gave. This new side of Ace was somehow more attractive than his fuckboy persona. But you knew that Ace wasn’t the type of guy to date for long, you heard stories of broken-hearted girls with his name tattooed across their chest. 

A new pair of voices jolted you from these thoughts, as you strained your ears to try to make out the words. 

“Why are these books so far back?”

“I think it’s because no one really borrows them, even most of the professors don’t even know what half of these books mean.”

“Geez, and some of these are ancient too, almost as ancient as Professor Rayleigh, don’t you think?”

“Heh… yeah, let’s just find the damn book and go, it's kinda creepy back here…”

The sound of footsteps gets closer and closer to you, and you start to panic a little. While you both were clothed, it was still pretty obvious that you and Ace fucked, with the dishelved hair, the dried drool on your chin, and numerous lipstick stains and bite marks that litter across each of your bodies. 

You made a move to get up quietly, only to be pulled back down with an “Oof” escaping your lips. You turned your head back to glare at Ace who made a shushing motion with his finger, with his arm securely holding you down on his lap. 

“Wh-?”

Ace holds a hand over your mouth as you attempt to question him, holding you down even tighter as you try to wiggle out of his hold. He leans in to whisper in your ear, as your feeble attempts to escape proving no match to his strength. 

“Hold on, baby girl, take a listen. I think they’re really close to us now.”

You glared at him harder but stopped your struggle and listened closely. Hearing the sound of sneakers sliding along carpet and books being picked up and flipped thru, the two newcomers were browsing the aisle right next to yours. 

“If we try to move now, they’ll definitely catch us. So, let’s stay put alright, love?”

You hate to admit it, but he was right, there was no way you both could sneak over to get your stuff and sneak past them quietly at this point. You could only hope that they find the book they’re looking for in that aisle and leave quickly. You sigh and settle back in Ace’s lap, his hand leaves your mouth and rests on your stomach. 

The two of you fall quiet, listening to the shuffling of books and small murmurs from the two other students. The heat radiating from Ace’s body was pleasant against the chilly library’s air. Making you snuggle even closer to Ace, wanting to soak up every last bit of warmth he has to offer. 

Ace chuckles and wraps his arms around you, flexing his biceps as he does so. Swaying you from side to side softly, resting his chin on your shoulder, his hair tickling your face. He turns to give you a chaste kiss on the cheek, and it is with moments like these, that really make your heart flutter. Then, you start wondering what it would be like, if you and Ace made it official.

No more sneaking around, no more pretending not to be jealous when you see him with another girl at a party, no more keeping your friends up at night wondering if he really likes you or just your body. If you just bit the bullet finally and asked him what he really thought of you and this ‘relationship’. Does he hold the same feelings you do? Or is this really all just a game to him and you're just another side piece in his lineup.

While all these thoughts swirl inside your head, you didn’t notice how one of Ace’s hands started slipping lower and lower on your body, lingering on top of your thigh for a few moments. Ace carefully watched for a reaction but seeing as you were still lost in your head, he took this as a sign to keep going. Gently picking up the edge of your skirt and moving it upwards, inch by inch until more of your thighs are exposed and he could just barely see some of your pussy if he angled his head correctly.

You suddenly felt more chilly than before, snuggling backwards to find that warmth again, your mind still stuck in the clouds only to be shot awake by a finger swiping up your cunt. A hand was already on your mouth before you could scream, “What the fuck?!”

Ace shushes you, his grip tight on your face but not to the point of actually hurting you. 

“It’s just me, little flame, it’s just me…”

Ace nuzzles your cheek as an attempt to calm you down, while his finger still inside your cunt starts to wiggle around a little. You breath in roughly thru your nose, trying to express your anger at this ordeal. Ace only chuckles in return, softly calling you “Cute..” and continuing on. Swiping his thumb up and down on your still sensitive clit, making your legs jolt out a bit. You muffle out curses and squeeze your eyes shut, not wanting Ace to win this battle. But damn, he really knows how to use his fingers…

“I just want to thank you for today, my flame…”

“You seem so stressed out lately and this is my way of showing just how much I love you..”

Bullshit.. You knew what he was spewing out was just lies.. But you can’t deny how his voice affects you when it gets like this. All soft and smooth, filled with so much affection you could drown in it. A sickeningly sweet pool of lies, with you in the middle, slowly sinking down and down with each interaction you have together with him. And the worst part is, that you know you could easily just leave, get out of the pool and go find someone better… someone who might actually love you for you. 

But you don’t, you let Ace pull you in with his charms and stupid smile. You embrace the lies and pretend that in the end when it is all over and you’re alone in bed at night, that it doesn’t matter and you’re not crying. So, you pretend to struggle a bit more, pretend not to enjoy his cute little nicknames that he only reserves for you and none of his other fuck toys. 

Your hips begin to move up and down as Ace’s thumb starts rubbing small and quick circles on your clit, moving his fingers in and out in that rhythm that drives you wild. Muttering filthy praises in your ear as his movement gets faster and rougher, you moans subdued in his palm. Your legs jerking and twitching as you get close to that blinding pleasure that Ace always brings you to. 

With a final curl of his fingers he pushes you over the edge, taking his hand away from your mouth as you scream out, only to push his fingers down your throat as your body spasm and squirt all over yourself. Drool spills down your chin as you gag on Ace’s fingers, panting heavily as your body calms back down. You grabbed Ace’s wrist and pulled it away from you, so you can finally breathe normally again.

“What? You’re not gonna help me clean up?”

He brings up his slick-covered hands to your face, which you promptly slaps away and shush him for being too loud. 

Ace gets up and laughs, pulling you up with him. 

“Hey, hey, don’t worry! Those two left a while ago while you were zoning out about something in that pretty little head of yours.” 

He dusts off his pants and stretches his arm over his head, you turn to look away from him with an embarrassed blush flushing your face. You check the time on your phone and sigh, noting that it was almost library closing hours. 

“Come on, it’s time to go, the library is about to close.” You signal to Ace to get going, as you look around for anything you may have dropped. 

“We have to be fast about it, I also want you to check out the book to read later, alright?”

“Because, I really really need you to ace this test.” 

Ace snorts at that, “Hah, ace this test, good one, little flame.” He slaps you on the shoulder hard enough to make you stumble forward a little. 

“I mean it, Ace! Seriously, please just-”

“I got it, really I do! But, I might need some motivation during the late night, you know? Like a cheeky little photo to cheer me up?” 

You glare at him through your sideview, turning on your heel and stomping over to get your items, readjust your clothes, and fix your makeup if need be. You do some breathing exercises to calm yourself down, while you pack everything up in your bag and Ace’s bag, using some wet wipes you have on hand to clean yourself up as well. 

Ace comes sauntering by, soon after you were done with everything, holding the book up high in his hands proudly. You sigh and cross your arms at him, ready to get the night over with, your legs barely managing to keep you upright and walking after everything you've been through. 

You throw his bag his way, and walk forward first. Leading the way to the front of the library. Zipping up your jacket all the way up while walking so you could hide marks Ace may have left on you that you didn’t catch earlier. As you were reaching the front, you were surprised to see a student working the front desk instead of the usual cranky old lady. 

You’ve seen this student before, I mean she was gorgeous after all, you think she was in architecture or something to do with history. She usually hangs out with another beautiful girl with orange hair. Her blue eyes catch yours and you gulp  nervously, feeling like your entire being was being stripped down by her gaze. 

You steel yourself and walk right up to the desk with Ace coming up right behind you. Before you could say a word, Ace drops the book down on the desk and starts jogging off. 

“Hey! Sorry, I just got a text from my bros, they need me for something, so I gotta go! Just give me the book tomorrow or whatever, catch you later!” 

He leaves out the door before you could say anything or catch him, leaving you alone with the hot librarian lady. Somehow you couldn’t bring yourself to lock eyes with her so you just awkwardly cough, keeping your eyes on the book as you spoke. 

“Ah..um, I would like to check out this book please. Just for a week should be fine ... .thank you.”

You watch as her perfectly manicured hands take the book away and flip it open to scan the barcode inside the cover. You fiddle with the hem of your sleeves, too shy to watch her work. You hear her flip a few more pages and hum; “Interesting…”

You felt a small tap on your own hand and looked up to find her showing the book to you, opened to a random page, a random page with very suspicious wet spots on it…

Oh..

Oh no…

Oh my fucking god, you were gonna kill Ace then yourself. That if you don’t burn in shame and embarrassment right now. You sputter and flop around to come up with a believable excuse for those stains. 

“O-oh! Um gosh! Really sorry I think I might have dropped my water bottle on the table while we were reading, heh. I-I mean, yeah! I definitely knocked over a bottle of water when reading that book…” 

You trail off, realizing how high pitched your voice was, how Ace didn’t even bother to hide his kiss marks or love bites before he left, and how stupid you probably sound to her right now. Your shoulder slump down as your voice fades off to a quiet apology. She chuckles at this, a light and airy sound that makes your heart start racing hearing it. She catches your eyes again and this time you can’t look away. 

“Don’t worry darling, I know how to keep a secret.” She winks at you, and goes to flip the page back to the cover. Her finger swipes at a wet corner, which she then brings that same finger up to her mouth and licks it. All the while keeping eye contact with you. Your mouth drops wide at the sight, inciting another chuckle out of her. 

The next few moments go by in a flash as your brain tries to process what just happened. You're brought back to reality as she hands you back the book with a little card sticking out the top. 

“As much as I would love to keep playing with you, the library has pretty strict closing times, so I must ask you to leave.” 

You nod dumbly, shoving the book under your arm and stumbling your way towards the exit. She waves you off with such a pretty smile on her face. You walk outside in the crisp cold nighttime air and breathe in heavily. 

This was one hell of a night, you decided that all your brain cells were spent today so you would sleep on today’s event and think about it tomorrow. 

As you were walking back home, the little card that was in the book fell out. You bend down to grab it again and as you do, you read what’s on the card. 

“XXX-XXXX If you want to have a even better time <3 ~ Robin”

[bewitchedfeathers]

Hayfever Season - Vo/x Snz Fic

I don’t know that I did very good at the cocky bastard bit, since I ended up craving some laid back QPR (queer platonic relationship) Vees, but have some hayfever Vox with concerned Vees. I hope it still satisfies! 

Please reblog only to kink blogs ❤️

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Vox sipped at his coffee where he was sitting with his legs curled under him between Velvette and Valentino. They’d come together in Val’s room to chat and prepare for a busy afternoon, but were mostly still waking up and enjoying each other’s company and the cool breeze coming in from the balcony doors.

Val was ranting about his next project and Vox was only half paying attention. Velvette had her head on his shoulder as she scrolled through her phone. Vox sniffed absent mindedly, vents whirring as he savored the calm.

“Are you even listening to me?” Val demanded shoving his foot against Vox’s thigh where their legs were partially tangled together.

“Yes, Val. But i don’t need to Snf know every detail. I’m sure you have it well in hand,” he reassured smoothly. Velvette didn’t even look up from her phone, giving a vague hum of assent.

Val huffed and crossed his arms with a pout and Vox chuckled and rubbed at Val’s ankle soothingly as he began checking his email using his internal systems so Val wouldn’t notice. Val sulkily pulled out a cigarette but seemed content to let it go without a fuss.

Vox cleared his throat and grimaced at the itchy feeling high in the back of it. He attempted to smother the feeling with a large swallow of coffee and huffed when it didn’t do very much. Then Val blew his smoke right at Vox. Vox glared at him, vents picking up speed to clear out the smoke. His eyes slitted and his gaze grew distant and bewildered for a moment before the vaguely itchy sensation grew into a burning tickle.

“Hhh’Hah-TZzshuhtt…Ugh, Val,” He complained as he hastily stifled his sneeze towards his free shoulder, “Aim towards the balcony fucking…ah-TZSHxt…Tzsht. Fuck.” He rubbed at his face irritably even though it didn’t really help. When he looked up he noticed Velvette watching him with a curious expression that he brushed off with a shrug of his other shoulder. “Gesundheit,” she offered neutrally. Val was grinning smugly, pleased with his little act of revenge.

“Asshole,” Vox grumbled but Val did blow the smoke away from him on his next exhale.

He tried to refocus on his email as Val and Vel both focused on their phones but the itching feeling in his vents and sinuses wasn’t easing in the least. He was forced to sniffle a few more times to try to clear the beginnings of congestion. He hadn’t reacted like this to Val’s smoke before unless in an enclosed space for a long period, so it didn’t make sense for it to be getting to him now. He ran his anti-virus software to double check he wasn’t fighting off something but it came back clean. 

His expression shifted into an irritated grimace as the tickle flared again. “Hhh..huh-ITZZzZSHHuhh…Hh’TZZXT…”

“Damn, Voxxy you getting sick?” Val asked with a teasing tone.

“I’m fine,” He grumbled with a roll of his eyes, “Just that damn smoke.”

“You know you like it,” Val purred blowing a smoke ring up towards the ceiling.

“Fuck you,” Vox said without heat as Val laughed. And they all returned to their electronics, moment over. Except the tickle was lingering, almost a burn high in his sinuses and he brought up a hand to muffle another sneeze into.

“Hhhhh’TZHHshhh…fucking heeh-TZZZshuh…” He jolted forward with the force of them and barely kept from spilling his coffee over his hand. 

“If you get me sick, Vox, I’ll fucking kill you,” Velvette said as she sat up giving him a look of suspicion.

“I’m fine. I’m not sick. It’s just Val’s…hh…smoke…”

“Vox, you never sneeze this much from Val’s smoke.” Velvette argued. Vox tried to insist but instead let out another sneeze. “Hhuh’Tzzshhuhh-TZzXT…”

Val put out his cigarette on the back of the couch. “Voxxy, seriously did you catch a nasty virus from some porn site?” His usual sassy tone was colored with a hint of concern that Vox might appreciate under less embarrassing circumstances.

“Hh’TZZshxt. SNF. I’m really fine. Somethings just…mehhh-making me..ESSHHzztt…sdneeze…” He sniffled and winced at the congested sound. 

“I’ve never seen you react like this to anything..” Velvette said as she looked around the space checking for anything new that might set him off. 

Vox tried to remember the last time he’d sneezed this much when he wasn’t sick and he’d definitely never reacted like this since he moved into Vee’s tower but there was a niggling feeling like he was forgetting something. He scanned back through his memories before that and he realized he had once. The pollen count had been incredibly high even for a miserable place like Hell and he hadn’t had access to all the cleaners and filtrations systems he had in the tower. Something that had been blooming had made an absolute mess of him and hadn’t lessened no matter what treatments he’d used. He’d had occassional hayfever symptoms since but nothing like that.

He looked at the open balcony doors and winced as floating specks of golden dust could be seen the morning light. Oh satan fucking bless it.

“Huh’TDZZshoo-EZZSHOO…” He sneezed into a clenched fist as he completely failed to stifle.

“Shit, Voxxy, you okay?” Val asked untangling their legs and sitting up. He took the coffee cup from Vox’s hand and Vox gave a nod of grateful acknowledgement as he brought his now free hand to rub at his vents.

“I’mb really finde. SnfSndf. I’ll just get cleand up and I’ll be…hhh…”

“If you say fine again, Vox…” Velvette threatened as she gave him a once over like she could tell if he was sick from a look.

“Hhh…you’re worrying over…ndothing…EZZSHHuh….hh’hh’EDzzshuh…” He rubbed at his eyes that were tearing up and growing itchy. He was sure his face was flushed pink with embarrassment and sneezy exertion. “ETZZzZzSHHuh…EXTzzsht-TZXT-Tsshxt…nghh..” He groaned after a mostly stifled triple made his throat ache. He noticed Val had disappeared just as he stepped back into Vox’s field of vision with a handkerchief that he offered to Vox with a concerned frown. 

“Well you’re definitely calling out sick today,” Velvette said in a no nonsense tone, “I won’t have whatever plague this is sweeping through my models.”

“I’mb ndot sick,” He snapped grumpily and then undermined himself with another sneeze that he muffled into the kerchief. “Heh’TZZsshhmph..”

“Then what is going on, amorcito?” Val purred as he sat next to Vox and ran a hand down his spine.

“Its…hayfever,” he admitted with an embarrassed grimace down towards his lap. Velvette and Val both looked disbelieving.

“Did you just randomly develop hayfever this bad since last spring?” Velvette interrogated.

“Ndo, it only acts up when thehhh-Heh’ZZSHoo the polled coudt gets bad. Otherwise it’s…hhh…EZZSHhhh….hh’TZzZshhhh badageable. I dod’t deed to leave Vee Tower that often and we have the beh-best filters…Hhhhhh…hh’’Heh’TZZHHshhoo…filters in the Pride ring here.” 

“I can see why you’re not the outdoorsy type,” Velvette snarked but gave him a sympathetic pat on his shoulder. Val laughed at the quip and Vox shot them both a watery eyed glare at how hypocritical it was for her to call him out on it when the three of them ran a tech empire in the middle of the city.

“Heh-EJZZSHHhh.. SNDF. Please close the…thhehh..Heh’TZZshh the balcony doors,” he finally asked wearily.

“Oh fuck,” Val cursed as he realized why Vox was being so affected now and forced them shut with a flap of his wings. Unfortunately this disturbed all of the pollen that had drifted inside, sending it whirling into the air. Vox groaned as he felt the need to sneeze overwhelm his senses.

“Hhh…Huhhhhh-HIH’EZzZzzzshhhoo! Eh’TzzSHXT…Etch-zzxt-TZZzxt-ITzzsht….Hhh’hohh fuuh-fuck…Heh’EH’TZZT-SHOO Ezsshuh…hh’EKTzzshhuh …HEISHHHzzzuhh… “

“Oh, Voxxy, poor baby,” Val cooed over him as he rubbed his back. Velvette summoned a large handkerchief and passed it to Val, who wiped at Vox’s vents. 

“Hhh…Huh’GZZSHeww…Heh’ZZSHHuhh…Huhhh…HUH’KZSHHhoo…Tzzsh-ITZzshh…Hhh’’ETZzzshoo…nggghhh…can’t stuh-stop-GZZSSHHuhh..”

Val rubbed more firmly at Vox’s vents and brushed a hand over the back of Vox’s neck with a low sympathetic hum. “There you go, Voxxy. Let those sneezes clear out all that pollen”

“I’ll let your assistant know you’ll be out today and take care of any ‘emergencies’ that come up,” Velvette offered, ever practical in her compassion.

“Huh’Tzztshuh…Hhh….hh’IZSHHoo…Snf..hh’Ihzshh..”

Vox groaned and took the handkerchief from Val to try to clean himself up the best he could. He was too tired from the fit to be mortified, but at least he knew Val wouldn’t be disgusted. 

“Sorry about that. I’mb sure I’ll be alright after a hh’tzzshh…shower. I can just start a little late today,” he wheezed.

“Gesundheit. You’re showering and then going to bed, Vox. Voxtech will be fine without you for a day.” Velvette insisted already taking care of things from her phone.

“And I’ll be on my best behavior, Voxxy. Just relax for a day. No one wants you working like this.”

Vox flushed as Val gestured to his dim watery eyes and his mussed appearance.

“Izzshuh..Fide. I’ll take the day.” He let out another tired sounding sneeze and conceded defeat. Val immediately scooped him up into his arms and Vox flailed with an electronic sounding “Val!”

“C’mon Voxxy, I’m taking you to bed to make sure you don’t just sneak off to your computer room.”

“And I’ll know if you access your email or anything else,” Velvette called out threateningly.

“I got it, I got it. I’ll go straight-Tzshht-Isshzt to bed Ih’ZZShhh…after I shower.” He directed the last part pointedly to Val. If Val dumped him in bed while he was covered in pollen he’d need to get everything cleaned. 

“I’ll help make sure you get all that pollen off you, Voxxy,” Val purred flirtatiously. Vox rolled his eyes and then sneezed.

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I wasn’t sure if anyone would be interested in Vox/Val shower time so I cut it off there so you can decide if Vox locks him out of the bathroom to take a shower by himself or not.

Thank you for reading! Let me know if you liked it!

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{Snz Fic Masterlist}

[equinox-86]

A Charming Invitation ~ Sudden Fluffiness ~

♬ BGM: Endless Merry-Go-Round ♬

「Shin」 Kukuku... I see, he's going for the little one.」

「Noctis」 That's Subaru for ya! He's always been good with animals.

「Shin」 I could tell by the way he was looking at my familiars.

「Subaru」 Oi, do you want some nuts?

「Noctis」 Waah... Wolves are so cute. I want to bury my face in that fluffy fur and never let go ♡

「Shin」 Heeh~ I'm right here, you know.

「Noctis」 Fufu.. Since when do you enjoy getting treated like a dog?

「Shin」 Hah?! Watch your words! I'm a Founder! I could rip you to shreds in my wolf form.

「Noctis」 Shh... He'll hear us.

「Subaru」 Fluffy...

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A/N: Based on this Drama CD♡

I loved it so much 😭😭

[lampiridaes]

# k, o

★ — char ; akito

★ — notes ; AAA LOVED WRITING THESEEEE they're so cute and softttt heehe... aaa akito my beloved he's so wawaaauueue HOPE U ENJOY ANON!!! THANK U FOR PARTICIPATING <3

★ — requested by ; anon

★ — taglist ; @aki-pancake

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k - kiss [how do they kiss you?]

akito's kisses are surprisingly soft, most of the time. during exciting moments, like winning a competition in school, he'll kiss you a little more passionately. one thing he enjoys is holding your waist as he kisses you, making sure you can't really escape. at first, he's definitely shy, but after a few months pass, he won't hesitate to steal a kiss or two.

o - on cloud nine [what are they like when they're in love?]

when akito is in love... it's the kind where everyone knows. except him and his crush. he'll deny it over, and over, and over again, until eventually he can't anymore. however, if you're his s/o? he'll be the most romantic boyfriend ever, on one condition: it's just the two of you. but you don't necessarily mind that, no?

[papernstory]

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