#i kinda wanted to put the purple dripping down his mouth to make it look like 'purple blood'

[changisworld]

"things felix says during sex" by any chance? (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE)

OF COURSE

writing this while in my college class rn is brave of me

18+, minors don’t read past this point

main masterlist here

SUB FELIX

“y/nnie, s-so good” he mewls as his eyes scrunch shut as you finally mouth him all the way to his base

“p-pulease don’ sto-op” as you’re pinching his balls as you suckle on the underside of his cock, his hips twitching from the painful pleasure

“c-can i cum now mom-ommy?” he pleads, his eyes leaking almost as much as his now purple tip as you edge him for the countless time.

“no m’re, s-still sensi’ve” he screeches, voice raspy & scratchy due to the noise he’s been making, being overstimulated as you continue riding him despite him just cumming inside you.

“lemme taste, lixie been so good, havent I?” he gives you puppy eyes as he fiddles with your shirt, not daring to move it unless you say otherwise. Once you give him the go ahead, he instantly begins suckling on your nipples, somehow whining more than you as your fingers find themselves wrapping in his hair.

“please kiss me, please mommy” he begs as you pull him by the hair away from your pussy & pulling him towards you, him now on top of you, centimetres away from your lips, his all red & covered in your juices along with your chin

“s-so ti-tight mama, t-thank you” he squeals as you finally let him position himself inside you. A second later you feel him already cumming. As punishment you put a cockring on him & rub his tip & balls so much until it’s completely purple & you’re scared incase he passes out (he doesn’t, of course, he’s too much of a good boy.)

DOM FELIX

“is this all you’ve got hmm? for someone who begs so much you’re not very good at it are you? you can take a bit more can’cha?” he snarks at you, looking down at the sight in front of him, you on your knees on the hard floor, gagging & drooling everywhere as you try to deepthroat him.

“stop trying to run baby, you wanted it, i’m sure you can take it, stop squirming.” He groans as he pulls your hips back onto him with a tight grip, not letting you try push yourself away as his hips keep pistoning your hole with no remorse, your arms giving out & face planting into the bed.

“Don’t even think about cumming on my fingers or cock if you can’t show me how you do it when you’re alone mkay?” he says with his deep voice, sat on the edge of the bed facing you as you grind helplessly on his pillow, your eyes watering & your cheeks flushed, not being able to find the high you so desperately need.

“say thank you. say thank you to the only person who’s made you feel this kinda pleasure. say. it.” He groans as he pulls you by the hair so your back is now against his chest, his hips not slowing. You are a babbled mess & can’t comprehend what’s even going on, feeling his teeth graze over your neck sends you into yet another orgasm a few seconds later.

“That was a loooong one, wasn’t it babe?” he questions with a smirk on his lips as he pulls yet another orgasm out of you with his skilled tongue & fingers, letting you squirt on his face & bed, still not slowing down as you are falling into a floaty space from all the pleasure you’re experiencing.

“thaats it, biiggg stretch” he speaks as he caresses your hand, holding it in his own as he uses the other to begin pushing a two fingers into your already dripping hole while his cock is already wrapped up nice & warm there, stretching you more than you have before. He is imagining how far he can stretch your cunt

I cant imagine felix as a hard dom at all so this is the best i can come up with🥲

This photo of felix makes me want to squeeze him whys he so HDBDBSSKAKABASB

[sanjisblackasswife]

(NSFW) Let’s talk about: Gojo Satoru Being a Virgin

I know a lot of people think Gojo is some kinda player with a lot of hoes.

I love saying it too, but realistically this man is a straight virgin idc.

But imagine being the one to take it.

“Hah…you’re…really working me here.” Gojo did a choked chuckled holding himself up with one arm and the other holding your waist for dear life as you grind your goopy pussy on his stiff dick.

He’s already came twice, once from your hand and the other from your mouth, but now that he keeps making his little teasing comments about how you “can’t handle him” and “He’s too much he may break you” you decided to finally give him what he needs.

Some pussy.

You don’t say much. You allow his cocky comments to be said knowing in a few seconds he’s going to be a blabbering mess under you. You sink down further.

“F—you’re warmer than I thought.” Gojo threw his head back a little giving you access to his adams Apple that keeps bobbing up and down as he pants so softly. You lick up his neck to suck the paler area leaving a small purple and red bruise on him.

“Been a long time since anybody been able to bruise me, heh.” Gojo breathes out, His fingers now piercing into the fat of your ass, you rock and grind on his cock harder to ease the sudden pain but don’t stop from sucking on his soft and smooth neck.

“Lay back please.” You whisper to him so sweet and almost in an instant he’s laying himself on the pillow, hair down, breathing is uneven, but looking up at you through his messy white/purpleish hair. His quick response nearly shook himself because he wasn’t the type to quickly obey orders from anyone.

You rise up and bit to squat above him, he is still inside you, but you wanted to show him how well you’re truly taking him. He looks down to see his precum mixed with your arousal seep out of your wet pussy and dripping down his cock so slowly. Gojo bites his lip seeing such a lewd sight, but seeing how low your lids are and that devious smirk hidden under your poker face he started to pant a little harder.

“Move please.” His voice Just above a whisper not knowing where to put his hands you grabbed them and placed them on your hicky covered breast and smiled. Gojo’s nerves started to calm a bit as his thumbs rubbed against your sensitive nipples and that was your signal to start moving up and down.

You and Gojo shared moans and groans mixed with praises that his poor roommate Geto heard all night.

But it was a sacrifice he was willing to take if it meant his stupid best friend would finally pull a woman long enough to screw him.

[ventisnumberone]

☆ What’s the matter?

★★★Scaramouche x Fem!Reader, 18+ Minors DNI,

genre: smut

tags: modern/ collage au! mean scara, degrading(f receiving),hair pulling, scara has a god complex, mentions salvia,spit kink,face fucking, praise (m, f receiving), oral sex (m receiving), impact play, aftercare is kinda sweetm, slight overstimulation, orgasm control, slapping. That should be all hope i didn’t miss anything!★★★

A/n this will be my first time writing smut instead of reading so pls let me know if you have any comments :)

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It’s been 3 weeks since you and Scara haven’t had any form on intimacy, and you’ve been craving it. So you formed a plan. Scara is always cooped up in his room at his desk playing games or doing school work, never paying any attention to you! You put your shortest skirt on the one he picked out for you, and slid your pretty lacey panties on, and to top it all of a cute little crop top. After getting dressed you walk over to his desk and lay your head on his thigh. “Do you need something? I’m busy.” he asks in a rude tone not even looking at you still hunched over staring at his monitor . “Scara can you touch me…please?” you ask sweetly pawing at his thigh. “Give me a minute…can’t you see i’m busy? How about this, if you keep quiet you can sit on my lap but you have to wait until i’m done to touch yourself.” he says finally looking at you with those beautiful purple eyes. Your face lit up and you happily straddled him. Your heat dangerously close to his cock only being separated by his thin grey sweatpants. You place your head on his shoulder and bury your face into the crook of his neck. You start grinding on scara and you hear small little groans coming from him. he puts his hands on your hips to stop you from moving them. “Can’t you be patient for 5 fucking minutes.” he spits at you with a harsh tone. “sorry kuni…” you say shyly. Your not sorry though, wait about 3 minutes before you start doing it again. “Alright that’s fucking it. Your such an impatient little whore that you can’t wait 5 fucking minuets, but i’ll be generous.” He says meanly. He then picks you up off of his lap and sets you down on the ground next to the bed. “come on whore get on your knees for me.” he says with a menacing grin on his face. He takes your shirt off and surprisingly weren’t wearing a bra. Upon seeing your bare chest he laughs and says, “no bra?” you get on your knees for him and go to pull his sweats down. His pretty cock springs out and you exciting place it into your mouth. You bob your head up and down his pale shaft. He places his hands on the back of your head and grabs a chunk of your hair and forcefully moves your head up and down his cock. It slips down your throat and your eyes start to water and your saliva drips down and onto your tits. His thrusts get sloppier and his moans are getting louder as he chases his arrival. “c-cumming!” he moans. You feel his cool sweet and salty semen down your throat and hit your taste buds. you’ve missed that taste. “ you just gonna sit there? are you even going to thank me? you better swallow that.” he says glaring at you. his harsh words make you shiver. you swallow and savor his taste in your mouth. “What do you say?” he asks. “Thank you scara.” you say looking up at him. he offers his hand to help you up and attempt to grab it but he slaps you in the face instead. “stupid bitch.” he says laughing at you. your bring a hand to your face and rub the stinging area. you puff your checks out in embarrassment. you get up off the ground and sit on the bed. Scara pulls down your skirt and then pulls off your panties and sticks one of his fingers inside you crunt. “wow, darling your practically dripping..” he pulls his fingers out of your heat and licks them clean. you tug on his shirt gesturing for him to take it off. “what do you want? use your words.” he mocks. “take your shirt off!” you whine with a begging tone. “why don’t you do it, i mean i’m great enough to be a god, a mere pest like you should serve me.” he retorts. you pull his shirt over his head and throw on the ground. your now on his lap and you go to kiss him but he pulls you back by your hair. “not so fast..you haven’t earned a right to kiss me.” he says. he pushes you down onto the bed and your now laying flat on your back. he lines up his cock to your hole and he slowly enters you to give you time to adjust to his length. you nod your head to tell him your ready for him to move. he goes in and out if you at a steady rhythm.

Overwhelmed by all the pleasure you bring your hands to your face in embarrassment. “darling don’t hide that gorgeous face of yours i want to see your face while i fuck you.” he then pins your hands above your head. Tears run down your flushed cheeks and your moans are soft and pretty. It’s like music to scaras ears. “What’s the matter? can’t handle a god as myself fucking you? your such a baby..” he mocks you. “you wanted this remember?” he chuckles as he says that. you glance away and he grabs your cheeks to form a kissing face. he spits on your face. what a meanie! “scara i think i’m gonna cum!” you cry out. “you better wait you slut. cmon be a good whore for me and wait.” he commands. the knot in your stomach gets bigger and bigger and is about to burst. his thrusts get sloppily and moans more stagnant and loud. “oh..fuck, i’m about to cum. cum with me…cum with your god!” he states. he pulls out and cums on your face. you both pant in exhaustion. “come on let’s go shower and get cleaned up. i still have some work to finish.” he says picking you up bridal style. he kisses you forehead. “kuni can you cuddle me please i want to be with you..” you ask sweetly. “oh alright, i love you so much babe.” he smiles. “i love you too.” you smile.

[anglepanda]

Donnie x tattooed reader pt.3(making out and more…extreme spicy noodles 18+)

Narrator: it was 2:00pm and you were chilling in Donnie’s lab while he was making some type of invention and sometimes now and then you saw him glancing at you and when you would notice he would go back to doing what he was working on and you started getting some type of worried vibes.

Reader: uh Donnie…

Donnie: huh? What is it honey pot…is something wrong?

Reader: we’ll…you keep looking at me for some reason is it with what I’m wearing or is there something on my face or-

Donnie: oh! No no no honey pot I’m just mesmerized by you and your lips and your hair and your soft and gentle…BODY~

Narrator: you blushed a lot when he said your body was soft and gentle and you just started thinking about naughty things with Donnie and your face was all red Donnie noticed and he was wondering what you had on your mind.

Donnie: hey~ honey pot what ya thinking about…I can probably make it come true~

Narrator: you blushed to his comment and then without some type of warning he started kissing you turning it into a making out session for 20 minutes and then he started touching your thighs and needing them like dough it felt nice to you and you started blushing you kinda wanted to tell him to do more to you than just touching your thighs but it was like he already knew what you were thinking he stopped what he was doing and picked you up bridal style brought you to his room and put you on his bed he made sure that the door was closed and that sound proof was on in his room.

Reader: uh D-Donnie w-what are you gonna do?

Donnie: I’m gonna pleasure you honey pot and this time…I’m not being gentle…remember~

Narrator: you kinda didn’t want him to be gentle but you also didn’t want him to be too rough but you remembered how he said that next time he wouldn’t be to gentle and then he started taking off your clothes.

Reader: uh D-Donnie w-what are you planning on doing?

Donnie: oh you’ll see honey pot~

Narrator: he started taking out his…coca cola bottle and touching your area (me: ok so if you’re a male he touched your Coca Cola bottle and started…licking and sucking on it and he would put his Coca Cola bottle in your golf hole and if your a female he touched your kitty and licked it and he would put his Coca Cola bottle in your kitty…but anyways back to the story)and then he slid his Coca Cola bottle in your kitty(female)/golf hole(male)and he would start going faster and faster and your moans started getting louder and louder the more he kept going faster and he would cover your mouth cause he didn’t want the rest of his family hearing you even though his room was sound proof he didn’t want to take any chances knowing his twin brother Leo would try and portal his self in their.

Reader: uh D-Donnie c-could you m-maybe s-slowdown a b-bit i t-think y-you might make me c-come e-early

Donnie: oh no no no honey pot I told you last time I was going to be a bit rougher next time didn’t I~

Narrator: he kept on going faster and faster until you finally came and then he took his out and started stroking his Coca Cola bottle and you had coffee creamer all over your stomach dripping down your thighs and a little on your face after you got cleaned up and Donnie went back to doing what he was doing and you just layed their on his bed in his purple hoodie you stole from him about to go to sleep.

Reader: D-Donnie…

Donnie: yes honey pot?

Reader: I had fun with you tonight

Donnie: me too honey pot…me too..good night sweetheart

Reader: good night my little soft shell turtle…

[shrxmps]

Hiii, can I request something smutty with Eddie where they go to lovers lake and go skinny dipping? With she/her pronouns please and thank you❤️

note: i literally had to google what lovers lake because i forgor💀 not proof read (its nearly 1AM as im typing this) also i hope this is what u meant by smutty because i kinda went all out LMAODISJS hope u enjoy <33 (and please do not actually have sex in a lake you could catch diseases, and water makes it harder for friction to happen)

warnings: public sex, degrading, c*mming inside reader

ko-fi | ao3

"Come on, are you shy or what?" Eddie chuckled, throwing off his shirt on the nearest rock before going to undo his belt.

Well, this wasn't the strangest thing you and Eddie had done, but it was still something new. And, you were kinda shy, even though he has seen your body countless times.

"Someone could see us, Eddie," you said, contradictory to what you were doing, removing your pants as you spoke.

"And?" Eddie responded, having removed his underwear and accesories a long time ago, sitting casually with his... limp dick in front of you. (im so sorry for this)

"Um," you said, embarrassed, trying to look away from his.. you know, "People could think we're doing... something else."

Eddie came up to you and unclasped your bra, sticking his mouth on your neck for a brief second to kiss it sloppily, sending chills up your spine. Next, he slowly removed your panties, toying with the waistband before getting down on his knees to pull them down.

"This reminds me of something," he chuckled, getting up to put your bra and panties near the rest of your clothes, grabbing your hand to guide you towards the lake.

You both giggled, entering the cold water slowly, clenching your teeth and hoping you won't drown today. After you accommodated with the water temperature, you began splashing around and playing, laughing loudly while pulling each other under the water.

"This is so fun, I don't know why we've never done this before!" you exclaimed, going up to your boyfriend, who was leaning against a rock wall circling the lake, to rest on his chest.

"Um... I think you can feel why we don't really do this," he said, his cheeks reddening up as you looked at him.

Yep. He was hard. Like, rock hard. You could feel him throbbing as you pressed your body against his. You contemplated on what you should do given the circumstances. I mean, he was hot, you were also aroused at that moment, but anyone could have walked in on you. But maybe, the risk is what made it fun.

You guided his member towards your aching hole, Eddie attaching his mouth to yours while his hands ran up your body, squeezing your boobs and ass, before lifting you up to switch positions so you were now the one leaning on the cold wall.

Wrapping your legs around his waist, he started moving swiftly in and out of you, trying to push deeper inside you with each thrust while his mouth sucked purple bruises on your neck. Soft moans left your mouth, trying to muffle them with your hand as Eddie quickened his pace and rubbed fast circles around your clit.

"I hope someone's watching us, so they can see how much of a slut you are," he breathed into your ear, clenching around him at his filthy words.

You could only moan as a response, feeling his tip abusing your G-spot as the a knot began forming into your stomach. Sweat was dripping all over both of your bodies, and Eddie's hungry look in his eyes could tell you he was also close, and wanted to finish inside you more than ever.

"I'm cumm--," you tried to say, but were interrupted by a string of curse words and moans leaving your mouth as the overwhelming sensation washed over you. With a couple of final thrusts, Eddie painted your walls white with his seed, pushing himself deep inside you while panting and groaning around your mouth.

Pulling away and looking at each other, you both grinned ear to ear, laughing before getting out of the lake to get dressed. It was going to be a long night, indeed.

[jkknight98]

Not your normal museum visit (summer gift exchange)

For @aperson03

Tubbo defiantly wasn't happy when his parents decided that their vacation was going to be at a museum, how lame was that, but somehow... he manages to make a new friend and avoid certain death, not such a boring vacation now is it?

I hope everyone enjoys the story~

Of all the places to go to for a vacation, why did his parents decide to pick a museum, even the beach would have been better than this. “Come on Tubbo, you can have fun while learning, it's better than you being hold up in your room like your Nan used to be.” He could only huff at his mother's attempt to cheer him up, and so what if Nan liked to stay in her room with salt on the windows and always would make him put a nail in his pocket before he left, she always told cool stories about mythical creatures. “ If it makes you feel any better, they have an exhibit about some of the things that mum used to talk about, you can go there while me and your mother head to the other exhibits.” This caught the boy's attention a bit, sure the museum would be the most boring vacation by far, but at least he can get away from his parents and the dumb lovie dovie stuff.

“Alright Tubbo, here’s fifteen pounds for lunch, don’t use it to buy something stupid from the gift shop.” His mother ruffled his hair gently as she turned to join his father who was waiting for her at an exhibit hall called lovers through time, which made the boy shiver in disgust but turned after sending a wave toward his dad. He should hurry up to get to the exhibit for what little bit of entertainment he can get from the place before he dies from boredom.

Tubbo did have to admit as he passed through the hall of dinosaurs, this museum was pretty impressive, he didn’t expect it to have the full skeleton of a t-rex. Some impressive artworks showed what the animals could have looked like, from the scaly monsters from the movies to a life-sized velociraptor, it looked like an eagle on steroids. But this wasn’t what he wanted to see as he made his way to a decorative stairway at the end of the hall, covered with fake ivy and small yellow lights to mimic fireflies. It was a cheesy design in his opinion, but he gave it the benefit of the doubt as he continued to climb, and was actually amazed at how deserted the area got. Did no one like myths anymore, and actually jumped when he was met with the sculpted face of a kelpie. He had to grip his chest for a moment as he caught his breath,” fuck your a scary sight…how did anyone fall for you.” The horse’s face was a gold color with bright green eyes, but with the patches of green scales and dripping water weeds, the most terrifying thing was the wide mouth with teeth sharp enough to rival a shark’s… perfect to devour those who rode its back. He took a few cautious steps around the statue, the emerald eyes seeming to follow him until he was fully immersed in the exhibit. He was amazed to see more statues of brownies, paintings of terrifying redcaps, a terrarium of bright green clovers, and just as many creatures his Nan spoke of. 

It wasn’t too long before he came to a grand painting that was placed near an authentic-looking fairy ring, the circle of mushrooms being filled with plenty of chocolates and pocket change, it made the boy pause as he wondered how the museum kept them from being stolen. His eyes looked to the painting and he smiled at the weirdness of it, moving to stand next to the blond guy his own age as he pondered it. It almost looked like an A.I generated paintings with clouds of browns and purples with two figures emerging, the upper figure having a skull-like face and slim frame while the other was masculine with dark feathers and a bird-like face, it was weird as it was pretty. He looked down at the title card,” Lady death and the crow father…kinda weird name huh,” the other boy's head whipped to face him quickly and Tubbo could see the surprise on his features.

The blue eyes of the boy scrunched slightly as he took a step closer, making Tubbo step back slightly and bump into the raised platform of the fairy ring,” You can see me?? Like really see me,” the blond turned his head around to scan the area for anyone else Tubbo could have spoken too,” holy shit we’re the only one’s here.” The blond turned back and his face was split into a super wide grin and he excitedly grabbed Tubbo’s hand,” Dad told me that humans don’t see us anymore since they’re too wrapped up in technology, but you can see me!”  The boy turned to the painting and lifted his middle finger towards the lower figure with a loud cry of laughter,” Suck on that old man” 

Tubbo was just confused, why did this guy act so surprised that he saw them, he wasn’t exactly hiding in his white shirt and jeans, and what was he talking about humans,” dude I don’t know what you're talking about, but your grip kinda hurts,” besides the tight grip the guy had around his wrist, there was a faint tingling sensation where each of the digits touched his bare skin, like a worse version of a limb falling asleep. He tried to pull away again but it was as if he was fighting against a steel trap, the boy just looked at him more confused as he tried to fight him, almost amazed he couldn’t pull away.

“Wow your weak, but that's what happens when humans come up against the fae, oh dad said that some humans are born with a partial cawl over their faces,” one of the boy's hands went to cover Tubbo's eyes, and the brunette powerless to stop him despite his best efforts. “ If I do this it should give you full vision of the glamor and be a bit better than normal lame humans.” As soon as the appendage covered his eyes all Tubbo could feel was pain strong enough that he would have fallen to his knees if the boy wasn’t holding him up, but as soon as he felt like crying out, the pain completely disappeared. “There we go, now you can see me in all my awesome glory!!”

The hand lifted away to reveal the room once more, and absolutely nothing looked different, did the weirdo put something in his eyes as a prank?? “ Nothing looks different you as-” but the boy did look different, and completely inhuman. The blue eyes looked way too big for the boy's face now, and they were framed with red feathers that trailed to feathered ears where the human ones should have been and looking further Tubbo could see a double set of red hummingbird-like wings that ruffled slightly in the blond’s apparent excitement. The more he looked on the more mixed his feelings became, this boy before him completely turned into a different…thing after covering his eyes... His mind immediately went back to what his Nan warned him about the fae. They never really looked like they were shown in movies or on television and could easily have the features of animals… and they always took interest in young people. This made Tubbo gulp slightly as he smiled weakly,” Yeah boss man, you look pretty fucking awesome.” There were two rules that his Nan drilled into his head the most should he ever meet a fae, that was to never insult one...and to never give your name to one.

The now fae smiled brightly, showing off some sharp teeth, “ I knew it, your lame human world has just been blown,” The hands went to grip his again as the boy spun him, making Tubbo smile at how infectious the energy was,” What do I call you since you're going to be my new best friend, you can call me Tommy.” The words were spoken with such a sense of finality that it scared Tubbo slightly, making him frown and the fae frown in return,” Hey… why aren’t you giving me your name, I can’t just call you human, thats what my brothers do and you're going to be my friend… Right?” Tommy looked sadder the longer Tubbo was silent and kept looking sadder as he waited on an answer.

Tubbo could only take a shaky breath as he looked into the unnaturally large eyes again, a nickname should be safe right, it's not his true name but he will still respond to it. “ You can call me Tubbs, and I’ll be your best friend if you give me your word that you won’t harm me intentionally or unintentionally.” The fae seemed to shiver slightly as the words left his lips, and the boy swore he felt a cold breeze drift through the room, but he relaxed as the fae smiled again with a nod. Tommy shifted his grip to hold both of the boy's wrists as he started to walk towards the fairy ring, flapping the feathery wings slightly to land in the center, and dragging Tubbo with him. “ Uh Tommy… what are you doing, we're going to step on the mushrooms?” But the fae was gentle with setting him in the center of the ring, leaving the two standing within its center.

“I have to show you too my family, like I said it's been ages since we’ve had a human who can see us,” Tommy smiled brightly as the mushrooms around them started to take on a faint glow,” I’m so going to rub it in The blades face since he hasn’t caught a human in centuries!”

Tubbo didn’t even get the chance to comment on that last statement before the feeling of the ground under his feet turned to mush, and he couldn’t yell out before he was sucked downwards. His free hand reached out to try and grasp anything that could save him, but as he disappeared into the fae wild, the only thing he held was a single metal screw.

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Tubbo did have to admit to himself that after he was pulled through the display to the alternate world, the ‘fae wild’ as Tommy put it, his apparent kidnapper wasn’t all that bad. He told pretty hilarious jokes and after a mild scuffle that turned into a full playfight, he could easily be friends with him if he was a human. He still didn’t like his wording about being captured though,” Am I captured, last I checked friends don’t kidnap each other?”

The fae just smiled as he continued to pull him through the weirdly colored landscape, with ferns and mushrooms the size of trees,” Oh I’ll return you to your side of the vail in no time, time passes differently here so a day here is only half an hour on your side, but hurry up Tubbs. We need to hurry through this section of forest before the goat bastard shows up.” The fae sniffed the air quickly and pulled the two of them off the clear pathway towards a grove of branching mushrooms, wings twitching irritably as they sighed. Tubbo couldn’t help but start sneezing due to the spores, causing the other male to look at him in annoyance,” would you stop it, your human noises are going to get us noticed by the asshole who lives here, it was bad enough to get past him for me to enter your world.”

Tubbo didn’t hesitate in the slightest to snap back at the blonde, snarling in a way that made the fae raise a brow in surprise,” then why don’t you use your magic to stop these stupid things, I didn’t think I would be allergic to mushroom pollen!!” The fae went to respond in turn, but the low reverberate thud cut off any come back,” the fuck was-” a hand swiftly shot out to cover his mouth, sharp nails just poking the skin in warning. He wanted to fight against the force, but the fae’s fearful appearance stopped his angry muttering, Tommy’s eyes and ears were flickering in every direction to find the source of the sound.

But the source came from directly above them as a low voice rumbled menacingly,” fee fi foe fum, I smell one of human blood,” the sniffing sound followed,” Tommy you little shit, what did I say about coming into my territory. Didn't your bird-brained daddy teach you anything, or is your head too full of feathers?” A large cloven hoof thudded to the ground before the boys, sending up a poof of more spores to Tubbo’s horror, the appendage was the size of a small car. Tubbo’s eyes drifted up the furred legs until he could see the face of the giant through the branches, despite the scruffy facial hair and red-rimmed eyes, the man's face held that same perfectness that Tommy’s has; the ram horns ruined it though. The giant man sniffed again as he moved an equally giant flask to his lips to drink, the dark liquid sliding down to splash near the smaller boys, making them both jump in surprise. Tubbo’s body couldn’t help but betray himself as another sneeze broke the silence, causing the goat-like ears to twitch, and the giant crouched down with a speed unmatching his size. The eyes quickly settled on the two boys and the giant face split into a sinister smile,” You little shit, you managed to drag a human here with you, don’t mind if I take it from you.” 

Tubbo screamed as the massive hand shot forwards to grab him, ducking while dragging the fae with him, but had the breath knocked out of him when the second large hand slammed down on his body. He wheezed for breath as the two of them were lifted into the air, and felt the sickness of vertigo as they were brought to the giant's face,” dude… you need a fucking breath mint.” This made Tommy slightly snicker while the giant raised an eyebrow in slight amusement, but that look faded as it took another deep breath through its nose, and the eyes were fully dilated when they blazed open. 

The look in them was no longer one of amused triumph, but one of near animalistic hunger as the giant licked its lips,” A mint won’t make it any better where your going kid, it's been ages since I’ve had a human, but young ones like you always last longer anyways.” The large tongue slid out and trailed up Tubbo’s face, leaving putrid-smelling saliva all over him,” Oh yes…. You got the sight too so that makes it even better-”

A loud shriek sounded from Tubbo’s right, making his ears ring painfully,” SHLATT YOU FUCKING BASTARD, YOU WILL NOT TAKE HIM FROM ME!!!” The words quickly changed to a louder shrieking and Tubbo wished he could raise his hands to cover his ears before his eardrums burst, Tommy’s face had shifted from the uncanny beauty to something terrifying, looking more like a vengeful harpy than a fellow teenager. The giant looked equally pained as they flattened their ears,” Fucken shit kid, why are you attached to it, humans don’t live that long. I’m saving you the heartbreak by eating it now.” This only made Tommy angry as he hisses out more expletives as the giant separated the two, leaving the fae in one hand and Tubbo in the other, Tommy did try to hold onto him, but his hand seemed to have been forced away before the grip got too tight.

The giant moved to hold Tubbo over its face as Tommy continued to shriek in his other hand,” Sorry kid, you picked the wrong day to enter the wilds, but enjoy yourself to some genuine fae whiskey while you can.” The mouth opened widely under him, the slightly stained tongue laid out like some demented red carpet and the dark abyss of the throat behind it. The large fingers slowly loosened their grip and Tubbo could only flail his limbs in panic as gravity dragged him towards his death, and everything seemed to move in slow motion. He looked away from the giant mouth to look at Tommy, the other boy was still screaming and almost looked like he was crying, which made Tubbo feel bad. They didn’t get to know each other for long, but he did feel like they could have become true best friends.

Tubbo closed his eyes as the mouth grew closer, apologizing to his parents for not being able to meet them at the museum entrance, and apologizing to his Nan for not listening to her warnings when he slammed into something extremely warm. He waited for the dampness to soak into his clothing and his skin, but he still felt the air rushing around him… it didn't make sense. He opened his eyes to not see his death, but dark green fabric instead, looking upwards he met a familiar-looking pair of blue eyes framed with midnight black feathers,” you alright mate, we almost lost you to the belly of the beast just now if we didn’t hear Tommy shriek.” Tubbo couldn’t help but smile widely as grateful tears started to slide down his face, looking down he could see the giant yelling as two other winged faes antagonized it, one with insect wings and the other had more dragon-like wings. The older male gently adjust his grip as he flew above the chaos,” hurry up boys, we got the fledglings so leave the drunk bastard be,” The other two-winged males quickly flew towards them, leaving the giant to yell curses at them, and Tubbo was happy to see a certain blond in the arms of the pink-haired fae. A low throat clearing brought Tubbos attention back to the blond fae holding him,” Now then, why don’t you tell me why my son was with a child of man?”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

It wasn’t long before Tubbo was sat at a wooden table before the blond man and the two other faes, the brunette looking at him curiously while the heavily scarred pink-ete was glaring down at Tommy, who was gently gripping his wrist while looking like he wanted to turn invisible,” So let me get this straight… you used the gateway in the museum and found a human with partial sight, and in your excitement gave him full sight, made a promise with him, and nearly got him killed trying to show him off!! What were you thinking!!!” Tommy just shrank further into himself and whined softly,” What would you have done if this boy died, there are rules for this, why do you think your brother stopped bringing humans anymore. It's dangerous!”

The blond male just sighed before turning to look at Tubbo,” and you… I don’t know what to do with you..”

But Tubbo had enough, the stress of everything finally hit him and he couldn’t stand seeing Tommy so upset,” Look, sir, I will give you my word that I won’t tell anyone about this, I know the fair folk like promises,” this caught the three adults off guard but he cut them off before they could speak,” the promise Tommy made that you were so worried about, it was just for me to be his best friend and despite nearly dying,” he turned and gave Tommy a brilliant smile,” I’m more than happy to say he’s going to be my best friend no matter what.” The blond’s red feathers fluffed up in excitement at his words, and he wasn’t being anything but truthful with his statement. This just made the older blond sigh in exasperation as the brunette moved over to gently ruffle both his and Tommy's hair, commenting on how two gremlins would keep the house lively.

The pinkete turned their red eyes over to him and sniffed slightly, causing Tubbo to wonder if he smelled bad,” are you related to the Underscore Beloved family, specifically an Alice?” This caught him off guard, Alice was his Nan’s name, and by telling them this, it made both the pinkete and elder blond smile in both relief and another emotion he couldn’t read,” Of course, Tommy would make friends with one of her line, guess we won’t have to eat you in your sleep.” 

The elder blond quickly slapped the pinkete on the arm, telling him to “Shut” before sending him outside with the brunette, and looked at the two young boys with a soft smile,” Well then, anyone of that family is as good as family to me, but we need to set some ground rules before this goes any further, it’s going to be some things your nan has already taught you I’m sure.” As the elder started to drone on Tubbo looked back towards Tommy, the blond seemed to glow in his excitement, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

“So Tubbo, did you have a fun time at the folklore exhibit, it looked pretty cool to me when I and your mother saw it, but I’m glad you didn't spend your whole time there when we went looking for you.” Tubbo jerked up to look at his parents, he was too busy tieing the cord on his new bracelet, a single ruby red feather dangled from it and felt warm every time it brushed his skin. His mother looked at him with a frown and sighed,” Didn’t I tell you not to buy anything silly from the gift shop..”

His dad just laughed,” Now now dear, you're the one who gave him money, but I think it means he enjoyed his time here.”

Tubbo smiled up at his dad gratefully as they made their way home,” yeah, I guess a vacation to the museum isn’t too bad,” and it wasn’t since it inspired him to work on a new project. He can work on his music later, now he needs to learn how to grow mushrooms.

[the-devils-girl94]

A Heated Nightly Gaming Session

Prompt: Popsicle Licking

Characters: Leviathan x Fem! MC

Content Warnings: A slightly Dom!MC, blowjobs, teasing Levi

A Fic for @voltage-vixen 's Summer of Smut Challenge! Enjoy!

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Knock, knock.

Your knuckles tapped against a large door and you heard a voice call out,

"Who is it?

"Levi, it's me, (Y/N). I'm here for our nightly gaming sesh," you answered. You held up a bag of snacks and treats. "I brought some snacks. Hope you don't mind that some of them are popsicles."

You heard the mechanics of the locks switching. And the tall door swung open to reveal a tank top wearing Levi, who blushed when he saw that you were also wearing a tank top and shorts. He averted his eyes from wandering to your chest.

"Th-thanks! I don't mind, (Y/N). I think it's more of a life saver since the heat has been so crazy," he stammered.

You noticed a bit of sweat on him, but it looked mostly dried. So you thought to yourself that he probably had some fans going full blast in his room. 'A life saver, indeed,' you thought as you smiled, handing him the bag to rummage through. The Avatar of Envy beamed when he saw the popsicles and saw that some were of his favorite flavors. He stepped to the side and saluted you for these offerings. You chuckled at his antics as you passed him and Levi followed suit, letting the door close behind him.

Your assumption of him having fans was correct. However, you didn't expect to see a huge fort assembled out of blankets and 4-5 fans surrounding said fort blowing into the entrance. The inside had lots of pillows strewn about and floor lights tucked on each side to keep the blanket from blowing away. It looked cozy and cool. But you had to tease him about it because why not?

"Wow, Levi. You're really going all out, huh?," you swirled around to face him with a smirk on your face. "You sure this isn't a date?"

The poor soul stopped in his tracks and his face erupted into a deep shade of red. His voice became slightly high-pitched as started to stumble and tumble over his words, trying to explain that it wasn't like that. "H-h-hold on, (Y/N)! It's not like that at all! You know its hot and I can't stand the heat! I just wanted to build a fort so I could utilize the best way to cool down and I-," he talked fast, so fast that his words were almost blending together.

You could see his mind swirling like a hypnotizing illusion as he explained away and you just had to stop him before you got thrown into the whirlwind too. Placing your hand on his forearm, Levi shut himself up. "Levi," you spoke softly, "you know I was just teasing, right?"

"Huh!? Oh, yeah, but still- I mean, that was mean of you, but you know," he scratched the back of his neck, his cheeks tainted pink. He avoided your eyes as he told you, "It could be a date if you want it to be."

You smiled and took his hand, startling him. You dragged his butt into the fort and sat him down next to you. "Then it shall be a date, O' Lord of the Shadows," you declared in your most impressive Medieval voice.

Leviathan's eyes startled sparkling and he nodded his head at you. "Th-thank you, Henry!"

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"Ooh, he's on the attack, Levi! Get him!"

"Crap, I see him but I can't get to him yet! I need to take out this guy first!"

You watched with bated breath as Levi tried his best to survive an ambush in a new game he bought. Luckily for you, it wasn't a game you could get sucked into, but it was certainly entertaining to watch the Avatar of Envy play. So far, Levi had managed to take out a bunch of enemies, but the one he was currently struggling with was so powerful. It gave the chance for a few of the enemies who were still standing to gain the upper hand by trying a sneak attack.

You whined as you worried about whether this would be a victory or a loss. But, unbeknownst to you, Levi had a trick up his non-existent sleeve. You gasped when all of a sudden the most powerful enemy ended up falling when Levi pulled a combo move and cheered when the victory image popped up. Leviathan whooped as you cheered and the both of you cheer a high five.

"That was amazing, Levi!," you praised, clapping your hands together. His cheeks turned a light pink, but he grinned at you. "It was no problem," he said. "These games are no match for an otaku such as myself."

You chuckled and reached for the bag of treats you bought earlier. Lots of the contents of the bag were eaten except for the popsicles, which you noticed were starting to melt a bit. You grabbed two that were more solid than the rest and handed one to Leviathan. "Here. I think this one is your favorite," you said, placing the cold trear in his hand. "We should eat these up before they melt. The others certainly did."

"Ah, ok. Thanks, (Y/N). I kinda want to take a break from gaming right now."

Unwrapping your popsicle, you asked, "Then do you want to put on an anime instead?"

To that, Levi shook his head. "Actually...I was wondering if you wanted to cuddle. It is supposed to be a...a date, right?"

Your eyes widen at him. You were almost shocked that he even managed to say the word 'cuddle' without stuttering. You found yourself another perfect opportunity to tease him, so you sent a gentle smile his way and nodded. You popped your popsicle into your mouth and crawled towards Leviathan. He jumped slightly when you placed yourself right on his lap, making it hard for the poor demon to focus his gaze on anywhere else besides your bosom and making him drop his popsicle. You smirked inwardly because you knew he had to stare at either your chest or your eyes. And he could never stare into your eyes for long without feeling like his face was about to explode.

"So how do you want to cuddle, Levi?," you slowly took out your popsicle, making sure that your slurping was pretty obvious. You licked your lips and Leviathan's eyes followed. "Is it okay if we cuddle in this position or do you want me to be the little spoon?"

The purple haired demon gulped. Your sex appeal was over 9000! He knew you were teasing him and it was working. He thought it was a bit unfair how his lust for you was building up just by a few actions by you. He sighed, his ears hot and reddened, and you felt strong arms wrap around your middle, catching you by surprise. Your popsicle dropped when he buried his face into your chest and it was your turn to be flustered.

"H-hey, Levi! So you do want to cuddle like this, huh?," you still tried to tease but you were stammering. Levi's grip on you tighten and you soon felt something poking you in your nether regions. 'O-oh. Oh!,' you thought.

"I went too far in teasing you again, didn't I?," you brought your hand to ruffle his hair. The Avatar of Envy whined which vibrated through your chest, making you giggle. "Sorry, sorry, you big baby," you apologized, laughing softly.

"You know that's unfair, (Y/N). You can't keep teasing me like this."

"Then do you want to help you?," you replied, showing him that you were willing by grinding down on him. Levi stifled sucked in a sharp breath. He looked up into your eyes, lust swirling, which you met. "Might wanna answer. You feel as if you're rock hard, Levi," you grinded down again but more slowly.

"Fuck, (Y/N)," groaned Levi who decided fuck it and smashed his lips against yours. You gasped at the sudden action, your lips parting open enough for Leviathan's tongue to slip in. His tongue was forked like a serpent's and it started to explore and taste every part of the inside your mouth. You moaned into the kiss, feeling the heat building up in your core. It didn't help much that Leviathan was bucking his hips, rubbing his cock against your clothed sex. You deepened the kiss, tongues swirling and dancing as the two of you dry humped each other.

Levi could taste the flavor of that popsicle you had earlier and couldn't help but think of how delicious it tasted. He wanted to go to the next step, feeling the need to be inside you. His cock throbbed with the urge to feel you surrounding his cock. His grip on you started to lessen and you could feel his hands drop down to your hips right above your shorts. He started to tug on them, so you broke the kiss to grab his hands, panting softly. "Do you want to take these off me?," you asked. Though you would've chucked them even if he didn't want to.

Levi nodded, too focused on wanting to fuck you to say anything. You stood and put your hands on his shoulders for balance, feeling his fingers go under the fabric. Your shorts slid off with ease but he didn't remove your panties. Instead he pulled you back into his lap, leaving them on. Of course you caught on and smirked at him. You opted to say nothing this time to not embarrass him, but you did push him so that he fell backwards.

"(Y-Y/N)!," he started, but you shushed him with a finger. You grabbed the hem of his sweatpants and he watched as you pulled them back. His cock sprang forward, a string of precum leaking from the tip. It looked absolutely delicious to you.

Wrapping your hand around the base, you set a firm grip on it, causing Levi to wince. Not from the pain but from the pleasure of physical contact. It felt so solid and hard in your hand and you leaned down to flick the tip with your tongue.

"Aah, shit!," groaned Levi. His hands had flown to cover his face since he didn't want to put them on your head. You gave his cock another lick before sliding the tip into your mouth. The Avatar of Envy bucked his hips but he didn't get much farther that you would allow. You swirled your tongue around the head of Levi's cock before you started to bob your head. Every time you went down, you would take more of his cock into your mouth until your nose was buried into a purple patch of pubes. Your sex pulsated and dripped with need everytime his dick hit the back of your throat. All the while, all Levi could chant was your name over and over.

You soon released him when you saw that you had completely covered his dick in your saliva. Crawling back on top of him, you removed your tank top, letting your breast feel the cool air surrounding you two. "You can remove your hands from your face, Levi. I want you to see me," you gently moved his hands away, only to see a completely flustered Leviathan. His eyes were half lidded and lust filled, his face redder than a tomato. Drool dribbling from the corner of his mouth and onto the pillow beneath his head.

"Oh my," you smirked. "You look like you're experiencing true bliss right now, Levi. Are you aching to cum right now?"

You lowered your body so that your breasts were squished against his chest. You caressed his face before kissing him, which he eagerly returned. You both started to sit up, your arms wrapped his neck and legs around his waist, and his hands found their way back to your hips once more. He broke the kiss to put his head on your shoulder and went to move your panties to the side. You could feel him trembling, hurrying with his movements to finally get inside you.

You whined low in your throat when you felt his cock pushing against your opening. You hugged him tightly and squealed when he pushed past your opening and every inch of him slid inside you. "Fuck, fuck, Levi," you groaned and heavily panted. He kissed your cheek as a way to apologize and waited a moment to move for you to adjust to his size.

Once the moment had passed, you immediately knew that you weren't heading back to your room anytime soon. At first, he started at a slow pace but they got faster and faster until your mewls turned to moans and your moans turned to you chanting his name over and over. The sound of skin slapping and the squelching sound of your pussy taking in his cock in every thrust fills the room.

Leviathan's grip on your hips tightened and you found yourself on your back being pounded away at. His balls slapping against your ass.

"(Y/N)~, you feel so good! So fucking tight, so fucking wet," moaned Levi. Your pussy clenched at every thrust he gave you, making you scream/moan to the point you couldn't reply back with how good he was making you feel. His thrusts were becoming erratic and that was a sign for you that he was about to cum. "L-Levi, I want you to cum in-," you got cut off by him sealing your lips with a kiss as he gave one final thrust, spilling his seed deep inside of you. You could feel his cock twitching inside of you as he came.

You kept your legs wrapped around him as you two continued to make out until you both needed air. You both broke away, a trail of saliva connecting the two of you before breaking, panting heavily. There was a moment of silence between you two as you had to catch your breath. Levi was drenched heavily in sweat which was dripping a bit on you. A hand touched your cheek and a kiss was planted on your forehead by the Avatar of Envy. You gave him a sweet smile and broke the silence, saying, "I think I would love our nightly gaming dates more if we did this often."

Leviathan blushed at your statement and replied, "Y-yeah, me too. Let's get you cleaned up."

He tried to move so that he could get up, but your legs locked him in place. He felt hands going up his tank top, feeling over his stomach up to his chest. He gasped when your legs made him thrust up into your pussy. He looked down at you, lust darkening his eyes once more when he heard you whine his name.

"Levi~, make me cum first."

((This is the longest fic I have ever written, bruh. My brain hurts from braining but this was the home stretch. I hope you guys like it. It's the first of many even if I don't make it to the 20th to get done with the prompts that I have, but I will still post them since I know it will haunt me.))

[danger-noodle-uwu]

This is a pretty graphic idea I had but I understand if you don’t want to do it or find it too triggering.

I want to request hc’s of the Brothers + Datables (but if you do the Brothers and Datables separately than just the Brothers please) reacting to MC being summoned but MC’s covered in blood and holding a weapon like a bat or knife, because they massacred their abusive family and they don’t feel bad about it at all. Mc’s pretty emotionally hollow and they don’t show much reaction or fear to dangerous situations either since the Bros do start off threatening and rude but they relate to Mammon since he’s emotionally abused by his Bros and physically punished by Lucifer.

This is only if you feel comfy doing it and I apologize if I broke the rules and making you find it very triggering and disturbing

Trigger warning!

Mentions of blood/murder/abuse

Do not proceed if sensitive

Lucifer

At the summoning part, Lucifer would be merely worried about what type of student has diavolo choosen, pitying his taste. Though he was but a demon, weary and skittish around you.

The Avatar of pride scared of mere human?

(Though he kinda was)

Blood being spilled on the floor was common in devildom yet he was unfazed.

But now, things are different and he can't help to worry about how this weak creature will influence on his brothers.

the fallen-morningstar tried to keep you away from the entire of his brothers including himself.

He also made sure that never was anything that could be used as a potential weapon surround you.

Often the man would receive rather harsh words from you and get somewhat hurt. Yet , not a single cry reach your ears.

(Que enemies to lovers dynamic)

When the pair started dating, the raven-haired demon had already known the past and what it once held for mc...

Oh how much he wishes, he helped you instead of interrogating every movement, to regain the 'you' that your parents killed. So, he will find a solution. To find those rascals in the realm of spirits or demons and put them once again at your mercy.

Prepare yourself Mc. For a whole month of pampering and love as he will never dare repeat the mistake he made.

Mammon

As the story is, Mammon didn't encounter you first but only heard melody of your voice.

The first meet was unforgettable, he was petrified to see the blood dripping off your slender bruised figure.

One thought that he was scared however, No he was anything but scared. He had thought you were the one hurt like--you know h-how Lucifer hurts him.

He rushed towards you but was stopped by the eldest saying " They aren't hurt." And this was the first person tried who befriend you.

When your words were sweetly aimed at him and just HIM. He'd feel his heart beat racing like crazy which made him believe he thought you found him special.

He was never honest with anyone, until you showed up. His biggest fear was snapping because of the mean comments his brothers pass and you had probably done something similar.

He wanted to know. Though dense he may seem, he hoped you'd tell him.

Was it scary? Do you feared this before? Is it still scary? Do you feel emotions after this?

Yet he never asked...

When the greedy Boi and mc started dating, they told everything about their condition. Of how they snapped.

He was the most understanding of his brothers and promised to never let another one harm you. Not even you.

He loved even more since that day. Not to mention 1323433454455686 'I love you's per day.

Leviathan

Blabbering lord knows what, Leviathan had stepped out of his room even if that was to scold mammon and get his money back.

He obviously knew about the exchange program but what he didn't know was that bloody murderer would be part of it!!!

He wasn't moving when he saw the numb expression you wore and the bloody knife you had held.

Inside, he was scared shitless but he didn't know how to show it.

A mere-human had terrified The great admiral of hell's navy. What shame he was.

"Oi cut it out!" Yelled the scummy yet kind demon protectively moving between the two.

In the beginning, he felt unsafe only by your gaze and refusing to make eye contact.

And then, a good day to exit to his room. The true reason being the pearly raindrops that had littered the gardens of HOL.

He saw you... soaking wet smiling and hurting... shining brightly though it felt dim.

That day. That dammed day. He found out who truly were. A beautiful person who was just hurting and breaking.

Since then, he has been a mix of a nagging mother but also shy as if a touch-me-not.

Dating him was heavenly, he wasn't shy with touch yet words were a whole another thing to him.

He always left 'Love you's in the chats and reminders on your phone that were just a bunch of 'eat healthy' 'stay safe', etc.

And this was certain that his love will never end.

Satan

Snatching the bat from your hands, the blonde-man threatened to kill you with your own weapon if you dared to move.

And that's exactly what you wanted... to die... to end the suffering...

And he saw it.

Saw how horribly you were hurting, he knew what it felt however, he couldn't lose his composure not in front of his brothers.

Wrath is a storm which is followed by pain. He knew this. Same in your case except pain knocked the doors first.

He knew it was too early for asking. So, he kept his mouth shut. Not wishing to hurt you any further though he didn't know why he felt this way.

When you finally finished your 2nd month in your new home, things had changed as the Avatar of wrath often talked to you not about how bloody you arrived or you had killed but are you okay now?

His words were soft. So sweet.

Each time he would offer you his shoulder to cry on, you would feel your heart slowly warm up. Slightly more each-time.

Soon enough you started dating the green-eyed pact demon of yours, recalling the long lost feeling of warmth and love.

The knowledgeable one loved to show physical affection especially in front of his brothers.

Oh~ the smell of their burning envy, when he kissed the nape of your neck and complimented you.

Post-its were his favorite though.

He would often write 'Love you, kitten' 'take break,love' 'you look amazing today',etc.

Asmodues

He yelped when he saw a bloodied figure emerge from the purple haze. Are they okay?

He was concerned only till a knife was spotted next your seemingly heartless figure. Now, he was somewhat hiding behind satan in disgusted yet anxious way.

You gaze deeply disturbed him to an extent he even had nightmares of you ripping him open with same knife and had that soul-less expression.

He much like Leviathan refused to see you after the encounter but what was different, was the course of events...

He saw you arguing with Lucifer, for you refused let him hurt Mammon who curled behind you.

Asmo felt pity for you as he knew the outcome of an argument with the eldest.

"Lucifer don't hurt him, please. He already has enough bruises" Asmo says giving his sweet brother Luci the puppy eyes, hoping they would work. (Yeah they didn't)

But nonetheless Luci~ still backed out and left the hallway.

You rush for the poor injured demon, he is crying while thanking you for the save.

And there for one moment, The lustful blond saw emotion in those glassy eyes of yours. It was beautiful and aching at the same time.

Making him greedy for more...

Later the very same day, he approached you finally asking the questions his head was haunted by.

What was weird? He didn't blame you for breaking instead he complimented you for being a survivor of such harsh tortures.

Accepting his confession was the best thing you ever did.

He is open with affection especially when you both are in public to show he is yours. You are his. You belong together.

for his hunger to see those pretty eyes shine with joy is endless, he makes Mc smile with happiness and love

Beelzebub

Famished as always was the sixth born. Especially after smelling human blood.

Little did he know the blood of the now dead parents of mc, the exchange student.

He wasn't even fazed unlike his brothers. He couldn't care any less than he did nor about the blood neither about the weapon clutched in your hands.

Even if you passed insults, he wouldn't mind. Sometimes, he asks why you dislike him? And is fine even if the answer is illogical. (Don't fuckin hate him)

Numb eyes. Tears flowing freely. Cuts. Bruises. Hurting. Dying inside.

The glutton wipes the sweat off his forehead remembering the condition of yours in that horrendous nightmare.

You looked awfully similar to belphi when- when s-she died. He blamed himself and hurt himself for being so useless. Just like you do.

And then realization hits--

YOU ARE HURTING!!

He now knew why your rude words didn't hurt him because you were like belphegor trying to protect your fragile heart.

Why you look numb? because you're trying to hide the pain. Push people away so you don't get hurt when they go away.

The following day, you were gently woken by the huge teddy bear. He held a hand out for you before taking you to his room for the special breakfast.

You teared upon the sight instantly realizing that he recognized your suffering. He apologized for not noticing earlier and from now, he will be there for you.

Never in the three realms did he think he'd fall for you? Maybe he had all along just didn't notice....

Once you begin dating the orange-head, he was ecstasic and cheerful all the time. Encouraging words followed you everywhere.

He would often eat the entire fridge out. So as apology, a cupcake with sorry written on it was placed on the kitchen counter. Other days, when he won't go such extreme, carrot chips or a poison apple etc. Waited for you.

Beely is the opposite of possessive. Protective. He is Protective and supports you through the ups and downs in life. He was your true savior. A savior who never judged you for your past.

His Love is the sky, you learned to fly in.

Belphegor

He had heard the tale of how the human exchange student had shown up covered in blood with a bat in hand.

Never did he believe that it was true until seeing the monotone figure of them.

The way they spoke made them like Lucifer. Emotionless. Heartless. Ruthless. Monster.

He wanted to strangle them on spot but he was stuck within the confines of the attic.

The sloth couldn't help passing comment making mc slowly reveal the aching heart of their own-self.

Expression faultered and he saw it--No, no more like felt it. The way their tears were swallowed. The way their voice turned monotone once again to cover what had already been seen.

However, the seventh born didn't say a word, he just showed affection through body language as they couldn't touch each other yet.

After he was free from the prison of an attic, he ran to you. His star. The one that guided him out to freedom.

It felt weird dating the lazy demon. Afterall, he was doing nothing other than shoving compliments in your face and dozing off here and there.

Few months pass and things become smoother than how they were.

Now, he always compliments you but softly and sweetly. Always willing to listen to whatever you wanna rant about.

"You are my true love, Mc. The star that guides to where I belong when I'm lost."

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Welp! That was long as hell. Anyway, thank you for the request. It kinda feels like you and my sister share the same brain cell cuz she said the same thing but like- mc ate their organs and more messy. God I hope you like it...

Good day!

[violetnotez]

HC: The Boys Taste Their S/o’s Chapstick

Anonymous:  could I request headcannons for shinso, mirio, denki, sero, and bakugo kissing their s/o and tasting their chapstick ? Or if you want or when they realize their s/o takes care of them in really subtle ways that they didn’t really notice it at first ? i love your blog so much 🥺❤️

Hey babe omg Im so happy you like my blog!!!! Also this ask OMG I have been wanting to write it for so long!!!! Im a sucker for these super cute and fluffy headcanons, so thank you so much for the idea!

Pairings: Shinso x reader, Mirio x reader, Denki x reader, Sero x reader, Bakugo x reader

Warnings: some might get suggestive, but none of these are full blown NSFW! Just a sprinkle of spiciness, thats all!

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S H I N SO U

Flavor: Cherry Vanilla

Your currently trying to get ready for bed with Shinsou, his purple hair cascading against the pillow as he’s scrolling through Insta

defintely looking at cat vids

Youre just BEAT from the day- work, school, practice, whatever your life entails it just felt so incredibly tiring today

Of course, Shinsou seems to have other plans

Once he sees you come out of the bathroom, your hair wet, your skin dewy from washing, your body only wearing one of his oversized shirts and some small shorts....

man is gonna wanna be allllll over you

“Damn, kitten who allowed you to look that hot,” he’d purr, his eyes drinking you in as he propped his body on his elbows to get a better look

You’d roll your eyes, a smile on your lips-

Lowkey a perv for his s/o fight me on this

Once you sit down on the bed, its over

Shinso’s hands are all over you, his palms trailing under your shirt as he leaved lazy kisses on your neck

“Cmon, baby, lets have a little fun before we sleep....”

Just tell him your tired, and he’ll comply, turning super fluffy and cuddly in a matter of minutes

Reluctantly tho this boi is horny when hes horny

“Ahh my kitten’s tired? Fine then, you need your rest.”

He’ll lean in to give a sweet kiss, unknowingly of how flavorful you taste now with your chapstick

And OHOHOHO after that its OVER

The taste of vanilla bursts in his mouth, the scent of cherry becoming more prominent-

When did you start tasting so good?

He honestly wont know how to react- he’ll shake his head and blink a few times, “The hell-?” spilling out of his lips

He grabs you buy the chin, his thumb swiping against your lips gently

Once he sees the faint red sheen on his digit, it kinda dawns on him whats going on

You catch on to his confusion, a small giggle spilling out of you as you tell him its just chapstick you bought since your lips felt dry

He’ll just give you a lazy smirk, his lilac eyes a royal purple as he eyes you

This man cant HELP HIMSELF

He’ll lean in for another kiss, this one lasting much longer and more passionate as he tried to capture that taste again

“Do me a favor and keep wearing that kitten,”

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M I R I O 

Flavor: Birthday Cake

Im so proud of fidning this picture im sorry it just matches so well

Anywaysssssssss

You had just gotten out of the locker room, your UA uniform a little wrinkled from being balled up while you were training

You walked out the metal doors, your lips feeling much softer than usual- you were in desperate need of chapstick after that particular lesson

Thanks UA for having training grounds that blow up every 5 seconds and spray dust everywhere

But thankfully Neijire is the best person ever and hooked you up with some super cute chapstick

Since it was new and just sitting in her book bag, she just told you to keep it

NEIJIRE WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO SWEET?

You had to admit though, you really liked it- the packaging was pretty cute, it was nice on your skin, but the SMELL

OMG

You felt like a bakery was near you every step you took

And everytime you licked your lips it tasted like sweets, which was an amazing addition

Makes ya wonder how safe it is to consume makeup 👀

Mirio is the cutest boyfirend though-wherever your class is, he waits for you outside and walks with you until you have to go your seperate ways

So, as usual, he’s waiting for you outside the locker room, a wide grin plastered on his face

Once he sees you walk out of the doors, he’s already bounding over, his arms swinging cause hes always just so happy to see you 

“Hey sunshine!” he greets you like any other day, his voice just radiating happiness

Some days though, Mirio will kiss the top of your head as he grabs your hand and walks you to his class

Other days, he’s a little more bold, instead leaning down to give you a kiss on your lips as he snakes his hand around your waist

TODAY BABE 

IS THAT DAY

You can tell he’s feeling a little more *frisky cause he’s got this mischievous glint in his eyes

ehhhh why not indulge him?

So you get on your tippie toes, leaning in to him and planting a quick kiss on his lips

But thats when Mirio gets confused- did you eat something?Is it cake? CInnamon roll? Cookie? But whatever it is, it tastes GOOD

“Sweetie, did you buy something from the vending machine?” he asks, a confused grin on his face as he eyes you

You laugh, not realizing that Mirio would be affected by your new chapstick too, 

“Oh no, its just a chapstick Niejire gave me, I think its cake batter flavored- do you like it?”

Mirio licked his lips , savoring the lingering flavor on his skin

“You batter belive it!”

*cue the groaning

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D E N K I

Flavor: Pina Colada

So Mina, bless her little music crazed heart, somehow won a pack of tickets from a radio station to a new water park opening up not too far from UA

It was superrrrr expensive to get in, but the music station hooked all you guys up with VIP tickers, a private cabana, food, THE WORKS

You had been running around with the group all day

(except Bakugo- he either went to the lazy river or the surfing simulator thignie cause Kaminari said he would wipe out and wanted to prove him wrong)

Everybody else wanted to do everythingggg, from ride the craziest rides to trying all the food the park had

By the end of the day, you were completely beat and just wanted to rest

Mina was sitting beside you in  the cabana (again, thank you radio station for hooking some teens up!), just searching it for snacks the boys hadnt eaten

“Aww cmon, really?! We have chapstick but no food?!”

Your head instantly perked up at the sound- chapstick? God, you could deifnitely use some right now from all that chlorine and sun...

You asked Mina to toss you one, the pink skinned girl throwing you a tube as she grumbled about how “piggy” boys were

You checked the flavor on the tube, the fruits on the side label instantly telling you it was something tropical

As you were putting it on, the boys of Bakusquad were bounding up the steps, their feets covered in sand-

“Guess what?! We got Bakugo to go in the wave pool! Isnt that crazy! It had sand on the bottom, like a real beach-”

Kirishima was just gushing and super excited, Bakugo looking like a pissed off wet cat next to him

You sat up quickly, happy to see your boyfriend, his spiky hair all wet from the day and his boxers dripping

As Kirishima and Sero were messing with an extremely annoyed Bakugo, you went and grabbed the boys some towels, giving the last one to your boyfriend

“Aww thanks babe,” he gushed out, his hands grabbing the towel gingerly as he leaned to kiss you

But wait- you tasted- really sweet?

Kaminari pulled back slightly, a small smirk on his lips, cause damn, that tasted really good

“Did you eat some fruit or something? Cause you taste super yummy babe-”

You  pointed to your lips as you told him how Mina found some free chapstick lying around in the cabana

Kaminari just gave you this really blissed out stare as he sneaked one more peck from you- he was kinda wishing his friends weren't here, cause hed totally be making out with you with that yummy stuff on your lips...

“Do me a favor and dont take that stuff off, okay? Until we get back to the dorms,”

He sent you a small wink, weaving behind you inconspicously, and giving your bottom a playful pinch

WHY YOU GOTTA BE A FLIRT KAMINARI

(Also before you left Kamianri most definitely dumped the whole jar of chapsticks into his backpack)

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S E R O

Flavor: Peppermint

You and Sero had just gotten coffee from a little cafe when it starts to rain

Like alottttttttttt

And of course it happens when your right outside, waiting for your ride to take you back home

So you two are just standing there like weirdos with the rain POURING, Sero holding up his jacket over both of your heads

But honestly, it’s not doing much to block out the rain, so honestly-why not have some fun?

You run out of the fabric, instantly feeling your whole body get drenched as you start twirling and laughing

“He-hey wait, babe!”

Sero’s gonna be laughing, and now y’all playing a wierd game of tag

Aghhhhhh so cute tho 🥺🥺

He catches you pretty quickly, his tape grabbing your waist and pulling you to him,,,

You instantly collide with his chest, your cheeks rosy from running around so much and your hands resting on his chest

Sero gives you the biggest grin, his finger under your chin and raising it to look at him

“You know your the biggest tease I know?”

“Yup!”

He laughs, placing a kiss on your lips-and omg why are you minty? and it feels soooo good to him, cause honestly mint isn’t a bad flavor-

“Hey babe whatcha got on your lips? Did you eat-gum or something?”

You just laugh and tell him it’s some chapstick you got (imagine the mint eos U KNOW THE ONE)

He asks if it’s the egg chapstick OML 💀

Yes Sero the egg chapstick

His lips are parted a little, his eyes wider than usual cause he’s lowkey confused on how he liked that so much

But he send you another huge grin before he kisses you again-

“I think your gonna need to wear that more for me, yeah?”

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B A K U G O

Flavor: Cinnamon

Bakugo has ben practically forcing you to wake up at ungodly hours with him to train

He says its cause “youre getting weak” but really he’s a total simp for having such close contact with you

Also he’s a little brat and put his all into it  so you cant ever beat him, which boosts his ego for some reason?

“Hah, that really the best you got?” he scoffs down at you, his calloused hands pinning you to the ground as his body cages you in for the umpteenth time

Honestly, its hard to fight when your 1) annoyed about loosing and 2) have your hot as hell boyfriend pining you to the ground

But thankfully

THANKFULLY

He was starting to overheat, his breathe coming out in low pants as  strands  of hair began sticking to his forehead

You felt one of his palms begin to slip ever so slightly near you, and on instinct you knew you had to do something, you finally had an opening-

so you caused a distraction 

Your hands quickly flew to the nape of his neck, pressing his head down to your so you could kiss him square on the lips

Bakugo was completely confused in the best way possible- he didnt expect that to happen, but hell, hes not complaining-

until his lips start to tingle

“-the hell?!” he sputters out, his mind trying to figure out what was going on just before you successfuly flip him over, with you now on top

You stared down triumphantly at your boyfriend, not knowing how well that worked- until you noticed how shiny Bakugo lips look

He begins mashing his lips together, trying to rub it off since you had his hands pinned down

“The hell is on my lips? Agh, dont tell me its that weird ass lip stuff that supposed to make your lips bigger or something-’’

Ummmmm how does he know about lip plumping lip gloss? Question for a another day-

“Its chapstick silly,” you giggle, “-cinnamon”

Honestly, he’s gonna like it-this boy likes spicy things and the fact that “spicy” sensation came from his s/o....shoooottttt he is in love

But

Of course

He’s gonna act like it’s wierd or something, cause HES wierd

“Cinnamon? You couldn’t get something normal like cherry or grape?”

You scrunch up your nose, cause yeah your not for those flavors AT ALL, and Bakugo finds his chance

He quickly flips you over, your back now against the floor and his body on top of yours

“Cmon, baka don’t tell me thats seriosuly all you got-“

Don’t remind him that you were able to flip him over tho he’ll turn red and tell you to shut it

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[sasukelore]

reaction hcs on any the bnha boys catching their shy s/o pillow humping ehehe-? 😳

summary: bnha boys catching his shy innocent s/o dry humping on his favorite pillow

characters: shinsou hitoshi, Dabi, bakugou Katsuki, izuku midoriya.

authors note: I like this request way too much, so I’m gonna write a part two! I was originally gonna add shouto but I wanted to put it out as soon as possible. thank you for requesting, my love.

warnings: nsfw, fingering, degradation, dom/sub behavior, deku being a little perv, (corruption??)

Oh he’d be pissed off. Who the fuck do you think you are getting yourself off without him? Is he not good enough for you? Well don’t worry, princess, you’re in for it now.

He’d watch as your legs were tiredly shaking, you were about to cum, but it had taken you so long to get to get to that point. He wanted to laugh at you, dumbass, doesn’t even know how to make herself cum.

You’ll be able to hear the sudden foot steps to the bed you were currently face down on, your eyes full of tears built from frustration as you pushed your hips back and forth onto bakugou’s pillow.

Tbh he’d be a bit flabbergasted... wtf are you doing, that’s not gonna make you cum? Stupid girl.

Bakugou aggressively grabbing your hips to turn you around on your back to confront his naughty little s/o, isn’t even giving you time to stop on your own.

Your pretty flushed cheeks has him practically snickering. Although, his amusement doesn’t last as he bristles, his thumbs pushing down into your hip.

He’d love watching you squirm, trying to get out from his grasp. You’re sputtering, trying to explain yourself.

Bakugou will definitely take on a more aggressive approach, because watching you mewl against the pillow gave him hard on, and he’s aching to just ruin you and put you in your place

He’s making you suck it. He’ll grab your hair all the while asking if you were thinking about him while moving your tired hips like that, of course you were.

You’ll try to respond, gagging on his length and saliva mixed with his cum drips from your lips onto the bedsheets.

“You like me stuffing my cock in your mouth, eh? Fuckin’ love it when you swallow my load, dirty girl.” Bakugou’s intense vermillion eyes stare down at you as he chants how lucky you are he’s here right now

As usual, he’s so cocky about you needing him to help you finish, nobody and nothing can make you feel as good as he does

He wouldn’t even give you a break, you wanted to cum so bad right? Now you’re on your fourth orgasm, feeling deliciously overstimulated

Definitely don’t let this man catch you doing anything on your own, he’s an absolute animal

Definitely the sadist out of the group. He loves embarrassing his sweet innocent s/o.

Look at you, so needy you’re crying out his name when he’s not even there? You’re adorable. But who told you that you could stop?

Dabi would make you grind on the pillow while he watches from the chair in the corner of the room, you put on such a good show for him!

Slowly palming himself to the shy whimpers you let out, his own drawled out groan bounces off the walls which if you listen closely, you’ll be able to make out his favorite pet name... doll

Dabi has so much self control, he’ll never snap at you when he gets sexually frustrated. Instead, he feeds off your humiliation and neediness and gets off on it

It’s only when he’ll see your painfully adorable fucked out expression, that he’ll take pity on you.

He loves grabbing your face with his big hands, and smushing it together, leaning down for a chaste kiss, and chuckling at your pleading moan to come back and kiss you like he means it.

He’d try to get what boldness you have out of you. Making you make as much noise as possible, I mean, you had no shame when he wasn’t here?

Oh he’d tease tease. He’d make fun of how bratty you are, and how hurt he is that you didn’t ask him to help you cum :(

Tbh I don’t even think he’d stick his cock in you, he’d wanna taste and have you quite literally, wrapped around his fingers

That goes hand in hand with him having maximum self control, he’s a lot about how you feel emotionally, and he can get off your cute little pouts almost entirely

10/10 if you’re a bad girl

Okay, just wanna say, if he finds you grinding on your pillow, I’m actually kinda scared for you. It can go so many ways.

He’ll either be pissed the FUCK off, and legitimately too, not like Bakugou who’s actually smug he caught you. No, Shinsou gets mad mad.

But he could also be the most understanding guy in the world! The best boyfriend ever 🥺 because now he’s praising you for doing such a good job with little pets on the top of your head. So soft.

Unless he’s mad like I said, in which he wastes no time stopping you and pulling you over his lap and making your jiggling cheeks pretty shades of red and purple, you won’t even be able to sit!

You know better don’t you? You’re suppose to wait til he’s come home so he can treat you good himself? Shinsou will get mean.

You wanna be fucked so bad yeah? Well too bad. You’re not. You’re gonna lay across his lap while you rub your thighs together, your eyes filling up with tears

You can feel his hard on against your leg... Not that you’ll have any time to think any further on it Shinsou pulling your legs only slightly apart, quickly inserts a digit into your wettening slit.

He’s the king of degradation, making sure to call his little kitten a few names that of course, have you squirming in his lap, brushing against his member

Shinsou will be someone who’ll just snap unexpectedly. Pulling you up, he’ll have you straddle him properly, and he might even seem gentle. But you know better when he tugs your hair and roughly suckles on your neck, leaving love bites in his wake

Tbh he’ll have the image of you trying to get yourself off replaying and replaying in his mind, and he’ll wanna somewhat recreate that image.

He’ll have you ride him until he’s satisfied and don’t be sloppy about it. He’ll lazily meet your thrusts, curses flying out his mouth in murmurs.

He’ll love making you feel like he doesn’t even care, that you were the one who wanted this, he loves fucking with your mind that much, not that you’d be complaining.

His aftercare? 10/10. Tbh he might get a little insecure afterwards.... Is he not making you feel good enough? Is that why you were on the pillo-

Anyways. Please just reassure him it’s eating him up rn 😩✋

He’s gonna have a heart attack. Not that he wouldn’t stop staring, because yes midoriya is a gentleman, but it’s not like he hasn’t already seen you pinned underneath him? So what’s the problem

He’d watch as your eyes would snap shut abruptly, as your pretty blue panties rubbed against where either one of your heads would rest.

Midoriya has a little bit of a perv side, an unexpected one too, he’s so noble and sweet. But how is he suppose to stop you? He’s just watching okayyyy

He won’t even be mad or annoyed, In fact he’s probably gonna take it better than everyone else. He’d think you’re so beautiful, and how much you’re making his heart speed up

He might even just unbutton his slightly baggy jeans, which feel absolutely suffocating now, and slip his large scarred hands under the now opened band.

Looking at your face, and pondering the fact you haven’t even spotted him from the doorway yet, and watch your movements.

He’d feel beads of his own slick on his hand as he strokes and strokes to your unusually loud sounds

Points if you see him and keep going. His little guilty blush is worth the embarrassment of your boyfriend walking in on your sinful moment.

He’d hesitantly ask if he can touch you, and how hard he is for you. His shaky hand rolling your clit with the tip of his fingers

His other hand might find a home placed on your chest, he’d squeeze rub, suck. Before you know it he’s on top of you whimpering just as you are.

[magicpumpkin3]

Idia Shroud x (Fem?)reader

Warning: NSFW; light!dom/sub; maid outfit; pegging(kinda); Idia is kinda OCC'ish

Note: thank yous go to → @intynidad Check out their blog! It's... interesting ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). Note 2: sorry for shitty writing, author is new to smuts :). (My second ever smut tbh)

"…P-please… stop!" Idia desperately trys to hide his legs as much as possible with that stupid skirt. He has nothing against maid outfits. It's more opposite way actually, he loves them! It's not that he's wearing one right now, no. It's you, staring at him. And all of this because of a stupid bet! He could've sworn, you were horrible at this game but no. You just had to be lucky today and win. And loser, who's punishment was to wear a maid outfit, is him. Blushing like a mad man, sitting in a corner of your room, Idia trys to hide from your eyes.

Giggling like a five-year old kid that just got their own toy as present for Christmas, you slowly walk towards your boyfriend. "Hey, you look wonderful, no need to hide!" His hair bursting in bright red flames even more, Idia lets out a groan of frustration. "It's n-not, I'm…You…m-me…" And there he goes mumbling again. You love him to the depths of your heart but sometimes he needs to be a bit louder and clearer with his words and thoughts. Though, you can't blame him. We've all been there, still there at some point actually.

Sitting on a floor, turned away from you, keeping his knees close to his chin, Idia trys so hard not burn your entire room. "Idia~…" Hearing your voice sing-song his name, makes him want to hide himself even more. Your gentle touch on his arms makes him jump in surprise. "You okay?" Asking him gently, making him want to tackle you and hold you for ever. How can you be so brave? He slowly, a bit shackly, turns his head towards you. Red as Riddles hair, he tries to to mutter something out.

He's so cute like that. Not being able to hold yourself together, you bend forward and give his lips a small peck. Small whimper escapes him. "It's n-not fa-funny…" Chuckling to yourself, you lightly shacke your head. "Yes, it's not funny how gorgeous you look." Oh boi! You can practically see steam leaving his ears. Gently placing one hand on his thigh, that are covered by black stockings and another on his shoulder.

Shuddering because of the gesture, Idia sheepishly looks you in the eyes. Staring at you, like you're one of the great seven. He suddenly feels your lips on his. What starts as a small tender kiss, turns into a heated make out session really fast. Your tongues dancing together, pushing one another. Moaning into your mouth, he closes his eyes in a bless.

Pulling away, breathing heavy, you look at him. Such a mess, flushed all over, breath wrecked, he trys to avoid your gaze. Though, his body speaks for him better then his words. Idia now is fully turned to you and is sitting on his knees before you. Looking so delicious, it's almost painful. Scooting closer to him, you now place your hands on his cheeks, making him look at you. Staring into one another's soul, you kiss each other again.

He can feel your hands slowly moving down his body. They gently, like afraid of scaring him, caress his sides, pushing on his sweet spots, that make him hitch his breath. Almost bitting his own tongue, and yours too off, when he feels you go beneath the skirt. Breaking apart, breathing in and out rapidly, Idia looks at you. Thin line of saliva still connecting your mouths.

You slowly, bend forward and start leaving trail of kisses and small bites down his neck. Idia sinks his teath down his bottom lip to keep himself quiet. Soft cry leaving his throat. You move one of your hands up his thigh. Reaching beginning of his underwear, you teas it a little, pulling and tapping it. You can particularly fell his cock twitch.

"P-plea-se! I…Ah! Pl-please…Hn...I c-can't!…" Face flushed, tongue rolled out a bit, your boyfriend trys to say something. "Yes, dear? You want something me to do?" You ask Idia in teasing manner. Your hand reaches his erection. Slowly stroking it through his underwear, you keep smiling at him with that grin of yours. "Use your words dear."

"P-please!!! More ah!" Right when he finished his thought out loud, you put a pressure on a head of his cock. Bucking his hips towards your hands he whimpers and crys in pleasure. Pushing Idia down, you pin his hands over his head. Kissing him heatedly again, you push your knee between his legs. Moaning into your mouth, he arches his back towards your other hand that is playing with his nipple under that stupid outfit.

Pulling away, you rise a bit to look at him. Flushed all over the place, hot rigged breath, eyes slightly open, his neck and collarbones with few of your marks. Maid outfit pushed down his shoulders to expose more skin that was begging for more marks. Realising his hands, you carefully help him to get those short sleeves out of the way. Front falling down a bit reviling his erect nipples, making you bend down and press a few teasing kisses to them.

"Idia, do you trust me?" You asked in husky hushed voice. He looked you on the eyes with a second doubt nodding. Smiling like Cheshire cat, you press a fee kisses to his face and get off him. You can see the confusion on your boyfriends face. "Be a good boy and wait for me here." Coying it sweetly, you quickly leave the room.

Laying down, all alone, Idia's hands without him noticing it, reach to his bulge. Slowly, with shaky hands he removed his underwear from his also shaking legs and slowly started touching himself. Moving fingers up and down his shaft, he exhales with a small whimper. Your loving hands feel so much better then his. Squeezing around himself he began to pump his hand up and down. Precum leaking out already. He closes his eyes and groans with pleasure.

What a beautiful sight you walked on. Him, moaning your name out like this, legs bend a bit, like waiting for someone to rail him in the ass, jearking himself off in that cute outfit. It makes you get even more turned on. Slowly walking closer to him, you sit down near your boyfriend. Apparently he got too consumed by the filing and didn't see you. Not to worry. You know just the way to get his attention. Reaching your hand, you slowly add pressure on his hand over his cock. Choking out a gasp, Idia opens his eyes and looks at you.

"I'm…I-" Before he could say anything, you shut him up with a kiss. He melts immediately. Slowly, you move one of your hands towards his asshole. He crys out in a kiss of the feeling of your fingers massaging hole. Breaking a kiss, you bend even further, whispering into his ear. "Sorry for, keeping you waiting you". You put mote pressure, more moans follow. "I thought we could try something…" Smiling like you're a devil in a flesh, you push your index finger in.

Silent scream left his lips. A few trails of droll roll from his mouth. Idia clings to you shoulders and crys out into your ear. You slowly start to move your finger inside, slowly trying to add another. "It-it! Insi-side!!! Agh!" After having all four fingers inside of him, rhythmetically fucking him, he's already almost sits on your hand. One of his stockings has rolled down, and his whole outfit was steady only on his abbs. Suddenly you stop and pull your hand away. Low whines and crys of disapproval are heard from your Idia. "So the thing I wanted to try…" you turn your back to him and grab something. "Well…what do you think?" Turning back to him, you revel a strap-on. Not too big, not too small. Medium. Glaring at it for a few moments, he realizes what's it for. He almost immediately got on his back and raised one if his legs. Turning his head away from you, he trys to hide behind one of his own arms. Chuckling to yourself, you smile down on him, putting your toy in place, getting the lubricant oil and getting ready. Whole time your boyfriends eyes were glued to you. Getting on top of him and placing one of his legs over your shoulder, you bend down and hover over him once again. "Say what you want~" you say in a husky voice. Idia desperately trys to push himself on your toy but you keep moving away. "Neh-neh! That won't do, dear. You have to tell me what you want." Even though Idia shuted his eyes long time ago he could feel you smile at him.

"I-I want…"

"yes?"

"I w-want you to…to," here he goes again, trying to push himself on a strap-on.

"Shh~. Tell me I'll do it" moving away from him, you kiss pulls on his neck.

"I want y-you! To!…"

"Yes?"

"I want you to fuck me!" Almost yelling it out, Idia opened his eyes and looked at you. Holding on to you for dear life.

"Very well then"

A loud cry echoes through your room. Pushing in slowly, you sigh, as if you could feel how it feels to be inside of your boyfriend. Slowly bumping in and out, you thrusts deeper with each push. Head rolled flames a bit purple, not quite red, not quite blue, droll dripping from his mouth, tongue also out, Idia moans and crys like madman. You're truly grateful that your dorm is as far away from any 'crowded places'.

Kissing and sucking on one of his nipples, you slowly start to use your free hand to jerk him off a bit. Almost immediately his head shots up and he's pressed flushed to you. You start to move more aggressively and harsh, making him particularly scream your name and how much 'he fucking loves it'. You can feel his cock twitch when you hit one specific spot inside of him, making him scream from pleasure, literally. You start to hit it over and over again, making him see stars. Burning fire inside of him, grows bigger and bigger every single time, you touch one of his sensitive parts. He's so close he can feel it.

Suddenly he stops you. Looking down at him worriedly you ask "Everything okay?" Before you could mentally prepare yourself Idia half says, half huffs "C-can you…ri-ride me but k-keep t-the stra-pon i-inside?…" You at loose of your words. "I mean...we can try?" Slowly detention strapon from yourself, you get on top of him and line his dick to your entrance. Slowly pushing yourself onto his shaft, you sigh and shiver from the feeling. You can feel Idia buck his hips tawords you.

Slowly you, you start to ride him. Skirt up, revealing his crotch area, where your body's connect, hands holding into a carpet to keep himself from hurting himself or you, he looks at your eyes with his golden once. You smile daring at him, you start to move even harsher. Moaning in unison, bumping and crying out in pleasure.

A great idea comes to your head. Leaning back a bit, with one hand, you try to find with another the tip of a strap-on. Finally finding it, you grab it and push in your boyfriends hole a bit. Hearing a raw crys of pleasure, as you ride him.

Hot bubbling feeling inside of you getting stronger as you get more aggressive. Pushing in harsher, ridding more rigged you make eye contact with him again. And it's your both breaking point. You can feel him twitching inside of you and realising hot semen into you, he almost screams but bite's his lower lip just in time to just moan really loud. He stills and now it's your time to cum. Hot knots inside are vanishing. Your vision is unclear, white noise filing your ears.

After what felt like an hours, you collapsed on top of him. Giggling to yourself, you make a mental note to make more bets like that

[toomanystoriessolittletime]

disobedience

Summary: Surprising Dave York at the only place he told you not to find him was risky. Wearing nothing but a coat and some lingerie, even riskier. 

Pairing: Dave York x F!Reader

Wordcount: 2.5k

Warnings: office sex 

A/N: diving deeper into the York pit... 👀

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It was risky.

Going into the only place that he told you you should never show up. Never under any circumstances. You never asked questions, but it was only natural that you were curious about the place that seemed to be off-limits for you, wasn’t it?

You didn’t mean to fuck your boss. But then again you were only a babysitter and Dave York had probably been the nicest and most compassionate father you had ever met. That he was almost 20 years older, freshly divorced, and that there was something dangerous in his eyes was also a nice benefit.

“How can I help you?” The lady at the reception asked with a professional smile. It was close to 10 pm on a Friday. You knew Carol had the kids this weekend and you also knew that Dave had been working a new case the whole week and you would probably not see him until you were due to pick up the girls from their ballet lesson next Wednesday and bring them home.

“I’m looking for Dave York? I’ve been trying to reach him but he isn’t answering his phone. I seem to have forgotten my keys in his house when I picked up the girls earlier. I’m the babysitter. And now I can’t get to my apartment,” you sighed, hoping your lie was believable.

The lady frowned, sighing herself.

“Agent York doesn’t want to be disturbed. That’s probably why you can’t reach him. I’m trying to call him.”

“I could also just go to his office? It’ll only take a minute,” you tried. She smiled at you.

“I wish I could let you in there by yourself, but this is the CIA. I can’t just let you waltz in there,” she explained, already the phone at her ear. You nodded, already feeling your chances of surprising Dave slip away. But apparently he wasn’t only ignoring you today. Sighing she put down the phone.

“He’s not answering. Tell you what. Wait 15 minutes over there until my colleague is coming from her break, then I’ll walk you over to his office, okay?” She smiled and you breathed out relieved.

“You are a lifesaver.” You smiled.

Who thought 15 minutes could be this long? Straightening the coat you were wearing you pulled out your phone, texting Dave.

Still ignoring me? ;)

It didn’t even take a minute before he answered.

I’m not ignoring you, I’m working. Now be a good girl and let me work. I’ll make it up to you by not punishing you too hard next week.

What if I want you to?

Thin ice, sweetheart. Thin ice.

Smiling to yourself you scrolled through your phone, checking your emails. You had finished your last exam for the semester only yesterday and you had applied for some internships. Your eyes widened when you already had an answer from one of the places you would literally kill to do an internship in.

“Ready?” The lady from the desk called and you looked up, nodding at her with a smile before you got up from your seat and followed her.

“I love the coat. The weather has been insane these last few days. Where is it from?” She asked you in the elevator.

“I don’t know. My… boyfriend bought it for me last month. He kinda ripped my old coat…” You explained.

“Boyfriend? I wish I was that lucky. But at least I have my roommate.”

The rest of the way to Dave’s office was silent. This building was like a maze and now you were grateful that you had someone walking you through it.

“Here we are.” She already knocked on the door and you heard his murmured “come in” through the door.

“Mr. York? This lovely lady apparently had been trying to reach you because she can’t get into her apartment.” She looked at you and you smiled thankfully at her before your eyes found Dave’s. He looked tired. His tie loosened, the first two buttons of his shirt undone, the sleeves rolled back. There was a flicker of surprise in his eyes before his eyes left yours.

“Thank you, Miss Diaz,” he said to the Lady next to you who only smiled at him.

“Greet this boyfriend of yours. He has a great taste,” she winked before she walked past you. Breathing in deep you took a step inside Dave’s office. There was a flicker of annoyance in his eyes and you swallowed your nervousness down.

“Close the door,” he said, leaving no room for any argument. You walked in, closing the door behind you. Leaning with your back against it as you looked at him, your hand still on the door handle. You locked it and Dave raised one eyebrow.

“I thought I made it pretty clear that I’m busy and that you aren’t supposed to come here,” he said cooly.

“You did.” You bit your lip as you looked at him.

“And yet here you are. I really don’t have time for this.” He shook his head.

“Are you sure?” you asked, breathing in deep, a little smile on your face. He looked at you, his eyes trying to analyze you. He always did that when he couldn’t figure out what was going on in your mind.

“Are there cameras in this office?” you asked. He frowned, shaking his head.

“Good,” you winked, before you unfastened the belt of your coat, letting it fall to the ground.

Dave didn’t say anything, his eyes not leaving yours for a moment before he finally took you in. Biting your lip as his eyes wandered down your body, you felt yourself grow nervous. You could never read him. He always looked kinda grumpy and you could count the moments you caught him laughing on one hand. You knew he liked what you were wearing. He told you himself the first time you wore it. It was a deep purple silk bra, only holding together by the bow in front. The same with the very small thong, two bows on the side. You decided on a black garter belt, holding the black stockings you were wearing. You even wore heels, deciding to take an Uber to get you from your place to here, before you could chicken out of going here wearing close to nothing.

“You really missed me, huh?” Dave asked, wetting his lips.

“You didn’t let me cum the last time,” you pouted.

“And you know damn well why,” he sighed, closing his eyes. You could see one of his hands disappearing under his desk. “And you clearly didn’t learn your lesson showing up here of all places wearing nothing but this.” He got up from where he was sitting, walking over to you.

He stopped right in front of you and you shivered, feeling him so close. He shook his head, leaving down to breathe you in before he kneeled down, picking up your coat.

“That boyfriend of yours has a good taste,” he teased. You were about to open your mouth to answer when he kissed you. You gasped against his lips, his tongue slipping into your mouth, dominating the kiss as his arms pulled you close against his chest. Your hands wandered up his chest, clutching the fabric of his shirt.

“Think you can cum in the next 10 minutes? Cause I really don’t have time,” he murmured against your lips. You grinned, your hands running down his chest, opening his belt.

“The question is, can you make me?” you whispered, moaning when he slapped your ass. Hard. His other hand grabbed your jaw, making you look up at him. His eyes seemed even darker.

“You better be a good girl or we both are gonna have to deal with what you started by ourselves. Now get down on your knees,” His voice seemed to have dropped an octave and if you weren’t wet before, you certainly were now. Getting down on your knees you made quick work of his belt, opening his pants and pulled his already half-hard cock out of his underwear.

You kissed the tip, your eyes not leaving his as you parted your lips, taking his whole length down your throat before he got really hard. You couldn’t manage it when he was hard. He was too thick.

“You really are hungry for my cock, aren’t you?” His hands brushed over your cheek tenderly. You felt him grow hard as you continued to suck him off. Something about being able to make this man grow hard just with a touch made you still feel beyond powerful.

Dave grabbed you by the back of your head, holding you still before he looked down at you, his eyes asking for consent. You just relaxed your jaw, your hands on his thighs squeezing lightly before he began to move. Slowly he fucked your mouth, knowing exactly how deep you could take it.

“Such a good fucking girl for me,” he groaned quietly, moving faster. You gagged as he went deeper, tears springing into your eyes, as you breathed through your nose slowly.

“Fuck I could just cum down your throat. That’d teach you huh?” He moaned. “Teach you that you will not get to cum until you fucking listen to what I say,” he slipped his cock out of your mouth, pulling you up, his hands still on your neck as he kissed you hard.

“Hands on the desk, and take your fucking panties off.” He hissed, his hand stroking himself as he watched you.

Unsteady you walked over, pushing your panties down on the way, before you leaned with your two hands on his desk, looking over your shoulder to see Dave bend down to pick your panties up.

“Soaked. Shit, you really want to cum,” he chuckled to himself, pushing your panties into the pocket of his pants as he walked over, his hand still stroking his cock.

“Eyes up front,” he snapped as he caught you looking. You obeyed immediately, feeling yourself shiver as you breathed in deep. You could feel your arousal dripping out of you. You really were more than ready for him.

Feeling him behind you, you swallowed, his chest against your back as his hands unwrapped the fabric holding your bra together, pushing it down your arms. He played with your tits, his hands warm as he teased you.

“Now here’s what’s gonna happen,” he whispered against your ear. “I’m gonna fuck you. Hard. You’re allowed to cum as often as you can manage and I’m gonna cum inside you. And then I want you to get that coat on and let a taxi take you to my place and wait for me in my bed,” he nibbled at your earlobe and you closed your eyes, biting your lip to keep yourself from moaning.

“I’m gonna keep your underwear here, so better keep my cum inside of you, if you don’t want it dripping down your legs on your way,” you could feel his lips against your skin as he smirked and you couldn’t help but moan.

“You like that? My cum inside of you while you wear nothing but that garter belt and a coat?” You felt the tip of his cock in between your folds.

“I need words, baby,” he whispered.

“Yes, Sir,” you whimpered.

“Good girl,” he kissed your temple before you felt his cock push inside of you. You let your head fall down, embracing the delicious burn that still came no matter who wet you were and no matter how much he prepared you when his cock invaded your tight walls.

“Fuck…” you moaned when his hips slapped against your ass and he was settled deep inside of you.

“You gotta keep quiet,” Dave said before he began to move.

He was never gentle and you absolutely loved it. Grabbing the edge of his desk hard you met his thrusts, biting your lip to keep yourself from moaning out loud as he rammed into you.

“Dave…” you moaned, your orgasm so close, when one of his hands left your hip, closing over your mouth as he pulled your upper body, against his.

“I told you to be quiet…” he hissed into your ear, his hand not leaving your mouth as you whimpered at the changed angle he was thrusting up into you. His other hand grabbed one of your tits, squeezing hard as he fucked you deep.

“I’m close so you better cum…” he groaned. You covered his hand on your tit with yours, pushing it down your body until his fingers were on your clit.

“Take what you need,” he whispered, kissing your shoulder.  You moved his hand, his rough fingertips circling your clit. You weren’t even trying to be quiet anymore, focused on chasing your orgasm.

“Cum. Now,” he growled, thrusting harder and you saw stars. Riding the wave of your orgasm as Dave fucked you through it, groaning into your shoulder as he sucked on your skin, surely leaving a mark you would wear with pride.

“Squeezing me so fucking good. Gonna cum…” he groaned, his thrusts getting sloppier until he stopped and you felt him spill deep inside of you. You both breathed hard, Dave finally releasing your mouth only to turn your head towards him to find your lips in a demanding kiss.

“I’ll try to be home by 2 am,” he whispered against your lips. Still trying to normalize your breathing you nodded. Slowly he slipped out of you and you felt hot as you felt a little of his cum drip down your thighs. Turning around you saw him pull his pants up, straightening his clothes before he walked over picking up your coat again.

“You really gonna me go back naked?” you asked amused, letting him help you into the coat. He made sure to button it up, tying up the belt, leaving his hands on your hips.

“I really am. Yeah,” he kiissed you softly, his eyes warm as he looked at you. “I really needed that, thank you.”

“You’re more than welcome, Mr. York,” you teased and he shook his head, grinning to himself before he parted from you, walking back to sit down at his desk, bringing yout bra that lay on it to his nose, before he tucked it into the first drawer of his desk.

“Text me when you’re home,” he looked at you. Nodding with a small smile you turned around on unsteady legs before you unlocked the door.

“Don’t make me wait too long,” you said over your shoulder before you opened the door and walked out, hoping to remember the way.

It was 30 minutes later when you found yourself back at his place, laying in his bed completely naked and content.

“I’ll be waiting for you here then.” You texted him, taking a picture of yourself hugging his pillow, already anticipating the moment he got home.

[fruitcoops]

If you’re up for more of a series could you possibly write the part of Remus recovering at home after leaving the game (the one with the stick to the face) and Sirius having to take care of him and all that?

Yes, I can! I’m so glad you guys are enjoying the continuation of something I wrote so long ago <3 Side note: I would give my left foot to be part of the Lions groupchat. Sweater Weather credit goes to @lumosinlove!

TW for bruises and blood

Sirius was worried. Even though Remus claimed he felt fine, he was just fine, everything was fine, a small seed of doubt lingered in the back of his mind. He had dozed off in the car on the way home—Sirius’ heart had stuttered for a moment before the swelling-enhanced snores started. His phone lit up every few seconds, but he didn’t dare take his eyes off the road for even a millisecond, just in case.

Remus woke when the car stopped and immediately winced. “What’s wrong?” Sirius asked, taking the hand that rested on his thigh.

“Just hurts.” Remus kissed his knuckles as best he could. His skin felt strange, and the edge of the tape was an unfamiliar sensation next to the softness of his lips. Sirius collected their gear from the trunk, then helped him up the front steps; just as he went to unlock the door, he felt Remus’ hand tighten on his forearm. “I hate not being able to see well.”

Sirius kissed his temple. “That’s what you’ve got me for.”

Hattie stopped in her tracks as soon as the door opened, and Remus frowned. “Hatters? Where are you, sweet girl?”

“She’s here.” Sirius whistled for her and crouched, setting their bags aside while Remus sat crosslegged on the floor and held his arms out. Hattie’s tail wagged low, almost as if she was afraid; she glanced up at Sirius, who tilted his head back toward Remus. “Go on, mon chou, he’s not going to break.”

“C’mere,” Remus said softly, shifting in her direction. “C’mere, babycakes. I need some cuddles right now—there we go. Okay, Hat Trick, okay.”

Sirius carefully closed the door as Hattie climbed into Remus’ lap and let him hug her, resting her chin on his shoulder. “Good girl,” Sirius said softly. A quiet sniffle led to a flinch. “Re? What’s wrong?”

“I fucking love our dog.” His voice sounded even more clogged than before.

“Are you alright?”

“It really hurts.” A shuddering breath made Hattie nuzzled closer. “Hey, good girl. I love you.”

Sirius sat down next to them and wrapped his arm around Remus’ shoulder, tracing a pattern with his thumb. “Deep breaths. You can take more Tylenol in a few hours. Let’s go get some ice, yeah?”

“Can I stay here with her?”

“Of course.” Sirius kissed the top of his head and gave Hattie a gentle pet before walking into the kitchen and grabbing an ice pack out of the freezer, as well as a towel to wrap it. The last thing Remus needed was a freezer-burned bruise. They were in the same position when he came back, though Remus raised his head from her thick fur when he heard him coming. “I’m going to put it on your face, okay?”

“Okay.” Remus sighed when the ice pressed against his eye and one hand came up to cradle Sirius’, running carefully down to his wrist. “Love you.”

“I love you, too. I was thinking about making some soup if you want to hang here for a bit.”

Remus nodded silently, though his lower lip wobbled in the one spot it wasn’t puffy. Sirius carefully transferred the ice pack to his hand and ran his thumbs over Remus’ cheekbones—usually they were sharp enough to cut glass, but now they were purple and overheated under his touch. He kissed each one before going back to the kitchen.

After grabbing some soup from the freezer and turning the stove on, he finally took his phone out. You Have: 20 New Messages

Message From: J ;)

Did you get home safe?

Call me when u can

Lil is worried ☹

Tell Re we send big hugs

 Message From: Tremz <3

Lmk when you get home

Leo is making soup for u

Bringing it over demain matin and won’t let us have any :(((

 Message From: Bliz

Nat sends her love for Re

Remember ice packs and NO IBUPROFEN DUMBASS

Ily

 Message From: Dumo

Sa mère est inquiète

Send text when home safe, love you

 Message From: Walkie Talkie :P

U okay? Sending lots of love

Lmk if you need soup or smth <3

 Message From: Hope <3

Thank you for the call honey <3

Tell Remus not to look at his phone and keep us updated please

Love you so much <3

 Message From: Baby Rookie

I’m bringing y’all soup and that’s a threat

NO IBUPROFEN OR I’LL TP UR HOUSE

Big hugs for Re <333

 Sirius laughed under his breath.

Message To: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

Home safe. Re is fine, getting lots of cuddles from Hattie. Thanks for the messages.

 He sent a few more texts to the individual people and, after a quick conversation with Hope, stirred the soup until it began to bubble. Remus entered the kitchen a few seconds after he took two bowls out of the cupboard. “Smells good.”

“It does. Are the lights bugging you?”

“Nah. At least I can see.”

Sirius poured out two portions and set one in front of Remus, handing him a spoon as well. “Careful, it’s hot.”

The corner of his mouth twitched. “Can’t cook it cold.”

Sirius’ phone began to ping several times in rapid succession and he turned the ringer off quickly, checking the screen to make sure there wasn’t an emergency. “Leo’s bringing us soup in the morning.”

“Neat. Is everyone else okay?” Remus blew the steam off his spoon.

“The guys are all worried about you.” Sirius glanced back up, only to see Remus staring down at his soup bowl, frozen in place. “Re? Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”

“Is this my mom’s?” he asked in a small voice.

Sirius wracked his brain. “…I think so? It was in the freezer. Is that okay?”

He nodded silently and a tear dripped down his cheek. “ ‘s fine.”

“Are you sure?” He reached across the counter and pressed Remus’ hand between his own, wiping his cheek dry.

“God, I miss them. You called her, right? To let her know I’m fine?”

“I did. She told me to give you something.”

Remus’ eyebrows drew together and he looked up. “What?”

Sirius scooted around the table and wrapped his arms around Remus, pulling him in for a tight hug and pressing his face into his curls. “This.”

“Thank you.” Remus went a little boneless against him. “I needed that.”

“I bet. Do you want me to give them another call so you can talk to her?”

Remus squinted at the clock. “It’s pretty late.”

“They’re still awake.”

“Could we?” Remus dug around in his pocket and handed it to Sirius, who dialed Hope’s number and put it on speakerphone.

The call connected on the first ring. “Hello?”

“Hey, mom.”

“Are you okay, love?” Hope sounded like she was on the verge of tears already. “You sound a little funny.”

“A little banged up, but I’m alright.” Remus gripped Sirius’ hand tightly. “We heated up the soup you left us.”

“Oh, I’m so glad. Have you taken any Tylenol? Ibuprofen is bad for bruises, but I don’t know how much pain you’re in.” Her voice hitched at the end of the sentence.

“Mom, it’s okay,” Remus said gently. “It’s okay, I promise I’m fine. It looked worse than it was.”

Looks pretty bad to me. “Hestia took really good care of him,” Sirius said instead. “We got home safe and we’re icing up now.”

“What’s the healing look like? Sirius said you didn’t have a concussion.”

Thank you, Remus mouthed before turning back to the phone. “About two weeks, mostly for the little scrapes.”

The ‘little scrapes’ were held together by strips of medical tape, but once again, Sirius kept his thoughts to himself. “The blood was just a regular old nosebleed and a cut on the lip.”

Hope paused and they heard a new voice in the background. “Alright. Is it okay if Jules and your father say goodnight?”

“Yeah, totally.” Remus sniffled and Sirius silently handed him a tissue.

The line crackled for a moment. “Re?”

“Hey, buddy!” All trace of pain and exhaustion disappeared from his voice. “How’s it going?”

“Are you still bleeding?”

“Nope, my nose is a-okay. I’ve got a pretty cool black eye, though. Kinda look like a pirate.”

“The announcers were saying you were really hurt.” Jules’ voice wavered and Sirius’ heart broke a bit.

“Well, they were wrong.” Remus leaned closer to the phone, as if he could reach right through it. “In two weeks I’ll be good as new. I was really lucky.”

“Okay,” Jules still sounded unsure. “Mom says I have to go to bed.”

“Yeah, it’s late, buddy. Sleep well. I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

There was a rustling noise. “Remus?”

“Hey, dad.” The exhaustion returned and Sirius rubbed his back gently, letting him lean on his shoulder.

After a moment of hesitation, Lyall sighed. “Alright, they’re in the other room. What actually happened?”

“High stick from the Ravens caught me in the face. No concussion, just bruises and swelling.”

“Do I want to ask Sirius to send me a picture?”

Remus winced. “Probably not.”

He sighed again. “I’m sorry we can’t come out and see you.”

“Don’t worry about it, dad,” Remus said softly. “Really, I’m okay. It sucks, it hurts, I’ll ice it and be fine.”

“Sirius, are you there?”

“I’m here.”

“If he starts pulling some ‘go back to practice early’ bullshit—”

“Dad—”

“—don’t let him. If you have to lock him in the bathroom, I promise to cover for you.”

“Yes, sir,” Sirius laughed.

Lyall chuckled on the other end as Remus groaned. “Love you.”

“Love you, too. If Sirius locks me in a bathroom, I’m citing you in the court case.”

“There won’t be enough witnesses if he does it right. Sleep well, kiddo. Thanks for calling.”

“Love you,” Remus said again as the call ended. He blew out a long breath and leaned his forehead on Sirius’ chest. “Thank you for that.”

“Ne rien, mon loup. You should eat and then take a shower.”

“Are you saying I smell?” Remus teased.

“Yes, I am. I also think you’ll feel better if you do.”

They ate in silence; both were hungry, so it wasn’t long before Remus walked carefully up the stairs. Sirius checked the groupchat as he poured himself a third bowl of soup. You Have: 7 New Messages.

Message From: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

DETAILS CAP

That is the blandest fucking response I’ve ever read

I’m guessing y’all are alive then???

Y’all

Haha y’all

Ok gator boy

Give Hattie lots of kisses from us and also GIVE US DETAILS

 Message To: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

What do you want to know??? We got home, ate soup, called parents, and now Re is showering

You’re so fucking nosy jfc

Also cut Rookie some slack it’s hard being so far from his swamp

 Message From: STANLEY CUP CHAMPS FUCK YES

From the bottom of my heart, go fuck yourself.

He doesn’t have to he has Remus

Pots I’m going to remove your kneecaps

 Sirius paused just before responding. Despite the quiet of the house, he couldn’t hear the shower running. “Re?”

“Up here.”

“Did you take a shower already?”

“Not yet.”

The bathroom door was ajar and the light was on when he entered their bedroom; Remus stood at the sink, staring into the mirror as he felt along the edges of the butterfly tape at his lip. “Did something happen?”

“It’s worse than I thought.” Sirius stepped inside and joined him, staring at their reflections. The stripes that marked the stick’s edges had turned almost indigo since they left the rink; no less than six pieces of tape decorated the places between mottled bruises. Remus reached up to touch his cheekbone and Sirius guided his hand back down.

“Poking it won’t help.”

“Two weeks, huh?”

“That’s what Hestia told me.”

“Will you help me get the tape off?”

Sirius patted the edge of the counter and Remus pushed himself up on it, leaning forward for easy access. The first one was easy—a small cut just below his brow. It slid away without an issue and Sirius pressed a gentle kiss to the spot, then moved on to the next one. They fell into a rhythm—one side, second side, slow pull, and a kiss, until only two were left.

Remus hissed in pain as he lifted the edge of the tape across the bridge of his nose and Sirius shushed him softly, moving to the other side. “Two more, sweetheart.”

“Just rip it off.”

Sirius gave him a look. “Absolutely not.”

“I’ll do it.”

“No, you won’t, because that would be a stupid idea.”

Remus huffed, but didn’t protest. His jaw ticked as Sirius pulled the last bit off. “Can we leave the lip one?”

“Not unless you want an infection.”

“You’d be a good PT.”

“I would be the worst PT.” Sirius worked the inner edge free. “I know, like, ten stretches and basic first aid. My bedside manner sucks, too, and I’d pass the fuck out if someone asked me to set a bone for them.”

“Good points all around,” Remus laughed.

The motion pulled the last of the tape off and Sirius held it up with a grin. “All done. Hey, your swelling is down. I can see your eyes now.”

The slight gleam of amber brightened as Remus smiled. “I thought I could see a little better.”

“Do you want company?”

Remus thought for a moment, prodding the cut on his lip with his tongue. “As much as I’d love to invite you in, I think I need a second to myself.”

“Cool.” Sirius kissed his cheek and stepped out of the bathroom. “Yell if you need anything. I’ll be in bed.”

He made a pit stop downstairs to gather Hattie and bring Remus’ ice pack up, and by the time he finally slid between the sheets it was nearly midnight. Remus came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, looking happier but still incredibly worn out. He took another Tylenol and snuggled up against Sirius’ side with a quiet hum, laying the ice pack over his face once again.

“Sleep tight, Re.”

“Love you.”

[multi--kpop--fanfics]

Yours (M)

best friend!Baekhyun x fem!reader

genre: angst, smut, fluff 

contains: friends to lovers!au, mild violence (reader has a bruise from a previous argument), Baekhyun is confessing to reader, protected sex, fluffy ending 

Author's note: I'm on a writing spree these days and this was a personal request from a dearest mutual. I hope it was worth the wait and I’m sorry for procrastinating

You left your boyfriend's house in a rush, your breathing was heavy and you were in shock, your jaw starting to bruise from the slap he gave you during your argument.

You caught him cheating on you while you were out with a friend. You saw him kissing passionately a girl you had never seen before and you had never felt more betrayed in your life. So, you decided to confront him about this incident. But things went south the moment he struck your face. You left his house in a state of panic, you wanted to run and find a safe place to spend the night. 

Amidst the chaos that was inside your mind, only a name popped up: Baekhyun.

Baekhyun was like a brother to you, you have been friends for many years and he was always by your side whenever something bad happened. So, you decided to call him.

"Hey Y/N, what's up honey?" he answers the call in his usual chirpy tone. You muster all the courage you have left to not make your fear and shock visible through the phone call.

"Hi Baek! How are you? Um... do you mind if I spend the night at your house?"

"I mean yeah, but- Y/N, is everything okay? You sound kinda weird"

"Oh! I wanted to.. catch my breath! Don’t worry, I'm perfectly fine. I just missed you, dummy", you lie, trying to sound as convincing as possible and not worry your best friend. "Aww, is that so? Okay then, I'll order chinese. See you soon sweetcheeks" he ends the phone call with a laugh.

As you reach at his door, you knock lightly and he opens, with his usual bright smile. His white hair is down and he's wearing an oversized white sweater with a pair of brown pants, making him look like an angel.

"Hello sweetcheecks!" he greets you with a hug and you fall right into his arms, basking in his scent that felt like home to you. "The takeout should be here in about 15 minutes, make yourself comfortable!"

You slip off your shoes and hang your coat, trying to calm yourself and look fine, so that you won't worry your best friend. You plop down on the couch and taking a pillow in your lap and Baekhyun sits next to you with two bottles of Coke on the table. As you put your hair to the side, he suddenly lost his smile as he saw the purple and red blotch on your skin.

"Y/N, what is that on your jawline?" Baekhyun asks, his voice hinged with worry, as he noticed the bruise your asshole of a boyfriend left after your last encounter. "It-it's nothing Baek, I had an accident, it's nothing serious..." you say nervously. "He did this to you, didn't he?" he asks with a clenched jaw, his anger now visible. You couldn't your tears anymore and they started streaming down your face.

"He cheated on me Baek, he cheated on me! I saw him with another girl, he looked so happy with her..... I went to his house to tell him to break up with him and he started yelling and throwing stuff!" you said through sobs.

He never liked your boyfriend, but being the best friend he always was, he said nothing, as he was silently watching you the past few months being in a happy relationship with said boyfriend. Deep down, he knew something was off about the guy, yet he never said anything to you, afraid he might ruin everything. But tonight, he was proven right in the worst way possible. 

"Y/N, I can't do this anymore" he looks at you, holding his breath. You look at him shocked, anticipating his next words. "All these years, I've seen you getting your heart broken over and over and OVER again, only to go and do the same shit to yourself! And now, you are here, right in front of me, traumatized by this motherfucker who had the FUCKING AUDACITY TO HIT YOU! " "Baekhyun-" "Y/N LET ME FINISH!" he yells in frustration, tears prickling his eyes as well. "We've been friends for God knows how many years, yet I never got the chance to tell you how much I love you. I had to watch you cry into my arms countless times, because none of the assholes could give you what you truly deserve. And you deserve to be loved and treasured like the angel you are, not to be beaten up by some godforsaken motherfucker!" He puts his hands on your cheeks and he touches his forehead to yours, the action making your heart beat faster. "Please, please give me the chance to show you how much I love you and I'll be yours and yours only" he whispers to you, a tear running down his angelic face.

To say that you never saw Baekhyun as something more than a friend would be a total lie. However, you never confessed your true feelings to him, because, ironically, you did not want to ruin your friendship with him.

But that was not the case tonight. Seeing him in this position and confessing his feelings for you made you realize how stupid you were for making all your past relationships and how madly in love you were with the only man who was always yours, in more ways you could ever imagine.

In a split second, you crashed your lips onto his and you swore you never felt this happy before in your life. You balled the soft material of his sweater into your hands and he interwined his hands in your soft hair, while he slowly deepened the kiss by dipping his tongue in your mouth. You pushed him back in the couch and hovered over his body as you kept kissing him with a newfound passion. Baekhyun then breaks the kiss to catch his breath and you see his lips slightly puffed and glistening from your previous ministrations.

"W-why all of a sudden?" he asks panting heavily and you shush him with a finger on his soft lips. "I lost too much time acting like an idiot and now's the chance to show you how much I love you back Baek" you reply. He then stands up, he lifts you in his arms and you wrap your legs around his slim waist. He opens the door and he gently places you on the bed. You swiftly take off your clothes and his clothes as well, due to being extremely turned on. "Slow down sweetcheeks, you're gonna rip them apart" Baekhyun chuckles as he takes your hands off his body and gently pushes you to lay back. "I want to drown in your body tonight" he says looking deep into your eyes and he slowly takes off your underwear and litters your skin with wet kisses from the base of your neck to your hipbones.

"Baekhyun please, don't tease me~" you mewl softly and he laughs. "You're so cute when you beg like this, sweetcheeks" and he spreads your legs to reveal your glistening core, dripping with arousal. "Oh my God Y/N, you're soaking wet..." he says slightly shocked as he dips his slender fingers into your pussy, and you clench , moaning in the feeling. "Baekhyun please, just fuck me already!" you whine at him and he smirks at you. "Impatient, aren't we? You're lucky though, 'cause I really want to fuck you and you're already prepped". He removes his pants and briefs in one go, revealing his nicely toned thighs and his thick erection flushed red. He grabs a condom from the nightstand, rips the package open and slips the condom on his cock, as he positions himself on top of you. "Look at me, you ready?" "I've never been more ready in my life, baby" you kiss his lips with passion.

He enters you slowly, the stretch a mixture of pain and pleasure. “Are you okay babe? Does it hurt?” he asks you worried, not wanting to hurt you. “A l-little bit, I just... need a few seconds” you reply. As soon as you felt the pain fade away, you nod to Baekhyun to start moving, setting a slow, sensual pace. “Oh my God, you feel so good around me Y/N, so beautiful” he breathes out, rolling his hips against yours, making you moan at the delicious feeling. Your hands were gripping his shoulders, while Baekhyun had his one hand on your hip and the other beside your head. “Faster, please go faster Baek...” you mewl in a pleading tone and he complies, picking up the pace. His sharp thrusts and sloppy kisses on your neck had you seeing stars and you couldn’t help but moan out loud. “Fuck Baek, you fuck me so good, don’t stop baby”, “I ain’t stoppin’ now babe, I won’t stop until I make you cum on my cock”, Baekhyun growls as his thrusts start becoming sloppier by the seconds, signaling his upcoming orgasm. As if on cue, you felt a very familiar knot forming in the pit of your stomach and you clenched involuntarily around his length. “B-Baek, I-I’m so close” “S-So am I, babe... Will you cum with me?” he looks at you, eyes burning into yours, as he holds you close, skin to skin. 

You both feel your highs crashing upon you and you moan in unison, as your juices slowly drip out of your pussy and Baekhyun fills the condom with his own cum, groaning in satisfaction. He slowly slips out of you to dispose of the soiled condom and you wince at the sudden emptiness between your now sore legs. As Baekhyun throws away the condom, he plops back onto the mattress and he wraps his arms around your body. 

“That was... amazing”, you say and you caress his face, his white hair tousled from your heated session, his skin slightly sweaty and flushed, glowing in the dim light of his room. “I told you, I only needed the chance to show you how much I love you. Not just now, but always” he smiles at you and presses a soft kiss on your forehead.  “Does that mean you’re mine now?” you ask mischeviously and giggle afterwards.

“I was always yours, sweetcheeks”.

[rufus-thedog]

📸show time📸 NSFW

MINORS DNI

Brian Thomas x amab! Gn reader

Summary(?): Brian likes to record shit so you steal his camera and get a little pay back.

Includes: bondage,gags,recording, light spanking, praise, overstimulation (possibly more)

Honesty you didn’t even know he’d been recording your “sessions” you thought it was the fact he was a drama student, you didn’t even consider the fact he was putting a show on deliberately. That is until you walked into the cabin a little earlier then he planned and you saw him setting it up.

“Brian.”

“Yea?”

“What the hell are you doing?”

No response.

“Brian.” You deadpanned

Still no response.

“If you don’t answer I’m leaving.”

“Fine, I was setting up.”

“For?”

He sighed

“I was gonna record tonights session.”

He semi mumbled his words, speaking slowly.

“Why?” You questioned

“Because that’s what I always do.”

Sense when? You thought. How long had he been recording your sessions for?

“Sense when?”

“Sense the first time.”

“Damn. And you didn’t think to tell me? I mean I’m cool with it but you coulda asked.” You said, honestly kinda into it but still a little upset he didn’t tell you.

“Wait really?” He asked, sounding shocked

“Yea.” You said a little amusement present in your tone

“You’re actually cool with it?” He asked a little skeptical.

“Totally, but next time ask before you actually go through with it.”

“Right, right, that’s totally fair.” He said with a slight chuckle,

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That leads you to here, you got him to let you tie him up and gag him as slight payback for the camera. saying “it’s only fair, you let me do all sorts of shit to you. I think it’s your turn”

So you set up his camera, tied him up in a simple harness style Kinda way, and they way you had it on his chest made his tits pop way more definitely a bonus. Once that was all set up you grabbed the lube, gag, and wax candles meant for this specific thing, they where yellow his favorite color just because. Tying the gag around his head and flipping him around to have his cheek pressed firm into the mattress and his ass up.

“You sure about this?” You asked just to make sure, he nodded as you started to undress.

“Put two fingers up or say the safe word if you need or want to stop, alright?” You said eyeing him from above, he nodded again. Having his hands behind him was good, you got to do whatever you wanted to him for awhile and he couldn’t stop you without the safe signals.

“Alright then.” You said leaning down the the side of his neck and giving him a slight kiss before nipping at it, kissing him again before biting down and sucking leaving a nice red mark, soon to form into a beautiful purple, repeating the action a few more times across the back and sides of his neck. Feeling his shudders every time you bit down only drove you further, hearing his muffled gasps and grunts brought a sick grin to your face “you good down there?” You asked, he could hear the grin in your voice. He gave a curt nod and you moved to grab at his dick, already hard and dripping pre “awe, someone’s a little exited huh?” You said sounding even more smug then before, he rolled his eyes and you gave a squeeze in response, feeling him shudder and whine you grinned and started giving experimental strokes. He shuddered under you before relaxing you looked over your shoulder before smiling and turning the camera on, he looked over with red tinted cheeks raising a brow quizzically, “what? You’re not gettin’ camera shy on me now are ya?” You asked leaning back down to kiss him, taking the gag off before taking advantage of the position and pressing into his lips probably harder then necessary,he moaned into your mouth when you started to stroke him again, yet again taking advantage of the situation to catch his tongue with yours to bring him into a sloppy make-out kiss only pulling away to breath “gettin’ cocky on me now?” He said breathlessly before you but the gag back on him “can ya’ blame me? I finally get to top you” you said grinning ear to ear, he rolled his eyes before jerking forward at the feeling of to cold fingers prodding at his hole, when had you grabbed the lube? “Sorry about that, forgot to warm it up” you said with chuckle he only responded with a shudder when your first finger started to stretch him out “is this alright?” You asked him with a raised brow and concern lacing your voice, he nodded with red cheeks and a muffled moan, allowing you to continue. And continue you did adding a second finger and scissoring them apart, rubbing small circles into his tail bone as you stretched him out, pulling your fingers out when you deemed him open enough. Pulling your cock out and lining it up with him, “is this alright? Do you want to continue?” You asked leaning over him, he nodded frantically. At that you slowly pushed into him and he shuddered with a muffled groan of pleasure, you stopped to let him adjust before he pushed back you lightly slapped him before rubbing a small circle over it, “ah, ah, nope, you don’t get to move unless I say so, is that clear?” You removed the gag for him to answer, “yes” he let out a small moan when you jerked forward ever so slightly, another smack this one a little harder yet again rubbing small circles onto the reddening flesh “nope, guess again.” “Yes what?” You said he sighed “yes, sir” he said voice slightly trembling “That’s more like it, good boy” you said with a sky grin, and he moaned again, this time more whiny, “oh somebody likes that huh? You like being called a good boy?” He paused a second before nodding, you grinned pressing him into the mattress more when you leaned over him to bite at his ear lobe leaving more marks by the already darkening marks from before, reaching a hand down the grab his dick he gasped, clearer then before realizing this you removed your hand from his dick and grabbed the gag, tying it to his head once again. He shuddered when you grabbed his dick again and shoved the rest of your cock into him he moaned and shook his muffled whines and groans muffled once again by the gag, “you alright?” You asked, shifting to a better position he nodded desperately silently begging you to move, you obliged of course, moving slowly with shallow thrusts, he whined and you undid the gag again, his breath hitched when you hit his prostate, you realized this and aimed for that spot hitting it dead on with every thrust he moaned and you eventually settled into a rhythm of fast thrusts driving him into the bed.

Not hard enough to hurt but enough to have him seeing stars, he also settled into a rhythm of small moans and whines every thrust and the occasional “fuck” or “please” spilling from his lips face twisted into pleasure as you fucked into him. “Please” he dragged it out for a few seconds the E sound jumped with every thrust of your hips, pistoning into him “please what? C’mon tell me what ya want” you grinned when he whined “please touch me” he dragged it out again the Es in the “me” again jumping with every thrust “good boy” you grinned as you said it listening to the way he whined when you started stroking him again “fuuck” again dragging it out “‘m close” he moaned with half lidded eyes “‘m so fuckin’ close,” “ not yet, you don’t get to cum until I do.” You growled out and let go of his cock he whined at the loss of contact but didn’t argue to much trying to hold out till you finished, continuing with small moans and whines,

“Fuck- cumming” you slightly moaned out, pulling out you flipped him onto his back shoving back in and grabbing his cock, he moaned out a few fucks and whimpers as you continued to fuck and stroke him. He came with a gasp followed by a few full body shudders but you didn’t let up continuing to fuck him into the mattress even after he came, fucks and whines and whimpers came out of his mouth until you slowed down a tad grabbing a candle off the dresser and lighting it, holding it over his chest until It started to drip. Hovering over his skin slowly leaving dotty lines and patters all over his chest and lower torso area, still not letting up with slow deep thrusts savoring his gasps and whines and hisses when the wax was a little to hot in certain places, looking over to make sure the camera was still recording so you could rewatch this later, then looking back to him with his head tilted back, mouth agape eyes half lidded oh how you wished you could keep that face forever- but then you remembered the camera again, grabbing it off the stand to bring it closer to get a few pictures of the beautiful mess of a man that you made, after snapping a couple pictures and placing the camera back on the stand you returned the drizzling the wax over his nipples and V line until he came a second time twitching and gasping, that had you cumming as well with the way he tightened around your cock you fell forward onto him putting the candle out and pulling out to grab a damp towel to clean him up and get a quick bath ready, cleaning him up with the towel as best as possible, untying him and carrying him to the bathroom the get all the wax and cum off of him putting ointments on the hickies and little wax burns, helping him get dress to bring him to bed, “are you alright? I think I got a bit carried away” you asked quietly, turning off the camera and lights letting him get comfy, “yea, ‘m good, that was grate” he said slurring some of his words, he was exhausted so you were just gonna let him sleep, “I should let you top me more often” he said half passed out “hell yea you should” you said quietly with a grin, he laughed and cuddled into you before passing out.

Just for the record I’ve never done smut so let me know how I did✨

[bunnimew]

5 Times Pitch Used Terrible Pick Up Lines and the 1 Time It Kinda Worked

Fandom: Rise of the Guardians Pairing: Jack Frost/Pitch Black Tags: Fluff, Crack, Pick Up Lines, Post-Movie, 5+1, rating for themes, Pitch Black is a ridiculous man, Jack Frost you little shit Rating: T Words: 1884 Summary: Does what it says on the tin.

For RotG Bingo 2021: Terrible Pick-Up Lines On AO3 Here.

1

Jack hadn’t seen Pitch since the nightmares dragged him away.

The image was never far from his mind. The panic, the despair. And the children were so carefree now that Jack began to wonder if the Boogeyman would ever return.

Which is what made it such a shock when he finally heard that voice again, that silky smooth tone Jack thought locked away in his past, out of the literal darkness.

“If you were words on a page, you’d be fine print.”

Jack gripped his staff on instinct and spun to face his opponent before he realized that wasn’t an insult at all.

That was a pick-up line.

Pitch Black had just laid a pick-up line on Jack. Frost. One of the Guardians.

What.

The shock was so complete that all the fight melted out of Jack and left him reeling in confusion. Pitch’s lines were meant to sting, right? They weren’t supposed to be–

“Did you just call me fine?” Jack had to ask. Just to make sure.

Pitch’s expression remained smooth and suave, but his body, what little of it was solid, began to waiver and… was the Nightmare King fidgeting?

“Of course, Jack,” he said. “Surely you know how appealing you are?”

Jack nodded. He did. He definitely did. “Surely you know how weird it is that you said it?”

Pitch tilted his chin up, straightening his spine and assuming a very carefully composed stance. He looked uncomfortable as fuck. “It’s not that strange, Jack. If you’ll recall, it’s not the first… offer I’ve made you.”

That was a fair point, and Jack almost gave it to him. “Taking over the world and taking me to bed aren’t exactly the same thing, Pitch.”

His eyes widened in feigned surprise. Pitch leaned forward just enough to make Jack feel his height, and then he said, “Aren’t they, though?”

He vanished into the dark before Jack could come up with a good reply.

2

“Kiss me if I'm wrong. But dinosaurs still exist, right?”

This time, Jack was less surprised. Surprised, yes, but Jack didn’t jump into a defensive stance or anything, which was good for his sense of pride.

Instead, he thought about what Pitch actually said. Dinosaurs did not exist, and that was one of the saddest facts Jack knew. “These are supposed to be Pick-Ups, not Put-Downs. What are you doing?”

Pitch didn’t miss a beat. He turned his head coyly to the side and made himself look very unassuming. “You know, I’m actually terrible at flirting. How about you try to pick me up instead?”

That was… a pretty good line, if Jack were honest. Unfortunately, fraternizing with the enemy was frowned upon in most establishments, and also Jack was not going to reward the Boogeyman for bad behavior. “I’m not falling for it.”

“Are you sure?” Pitch looked up, all innocence. “Maybe you should check again.”

Jack snorted a laugh. He knew Pitch was witty and all, but somehow the Guardian had thought it limited to nasty insults and setting traps. Speaking of…

He looked right into Pitch’s eyes when he said. “You’re wrong, but I’m not kissing you.”

Pitch’s lips twisted, but it looked more playful than aggrieved. “Well you’re no fun.”

3

Jack skated to the edge of the lake, the one he liked to think of as home, and tipped joyously over into the soft snowbank to rest. Figure eights were a lot of fun, but figure skating was a lot of work.

“We’re not socks, but I think we’d make a great pair.”

Jack almost jumped right back out into the lake and through the ice. Instead, he used his unwillfully gained momentum to turn and smack Pitch’s shoulder for scaring him. That was no way to woo a man.

“Antarctica hit you hard, didn’t it?” he accused.

Pitch did look off-put by that, but he didn’t leave so Jack figured he was over it enough. It was only fair, too, considering the whole Antarctica thing was largely Pitch’s doing.

Jack brushed off the snowflakes he’d thrown all over himself in his panic and settled down into the bank the way he’d meant to before Pitch so rudely interrupted. “You know, you’d get further if you stopped sneaking up on people.”

Pitch looked even more offended by that. “I am the Boogeyman!”

“Yeah, so?”

Pitch tossed his head. Dramatically. Jack hid his grin. “Sneaking up on people is what I do.”

“Sneaking up on targets is what you do,” Jack corrected mildly. He stuffed one arm under his head and made sure to have a good angle on Pitch’s face for what he said next. “Sneaking up on a pull is how you go to bed lonely.”

Pitch drew back in shock, and Jack loved to see it. His eyes were wide and everything.

Jack raised his eyebrows and said, “That is what you’re trying to do, isn’t it?”

Pitch sputtered. It was hilarious. He recovered quickly, and that was fun, too. “And who are you to give me dating advice?”

Jack shrugged. “Just the guy you’re trying to date.”

Pitch walked right into that one, and he clearly knew it by the way he kept his mouth shut and looked at everything that wasn’t Jack. Finally, he licked his lips and said, “Yes, well…”

“Well?” Jack prompted. He would have sworn Pitch’s high cheekbones were looking darker than usual.

“Have a nice night,” Pitch said in a rush of breath and vanished into the shadows from whence he came.

Jack grinned. He didn’t care if Pitch was actually still there and could see. “Oh, I’m sure I will.”

4

If Jack was the kind of person to compliment his arch nemesis, he would give him props for materializing slowly this time. Was Pitch trying to learn?

All the same, the Nightmare King stopped Jack in his tracks by blocking his way with a long gray arm and a beautiful purple rose.

“I just wanted to show this rose how beautiful you are.”

Gorgeous as the rose was, that line was transparent as hell. Jack dropped his shoulders and stared at Pitch, hoping his expression was as lame as that line.

To his credit, Pitch held his ground. His face was the picture of innocent interest, maybe even with a dash of hope.

As they watched each other, waiting to see who blinked first, Pitch’s arms slowly lifted to place the rose, de-thorned thankfully, over Jack’s ear.

...Well played.

Jack tried to maintain his stare, but it was hard to stay mad when he felt pretty. That didn’t mean Pitch’s line was working; it just meant Jack liked roses. Who didn’t like roses?

Jack gathered his wits and tried to look casual when he asked, “If that’s all you wanted, then I guess your job’s done here, isn’t it?”

Pitch didn’t look upset the way Jack thought he would. His eyes were roaming over Jack’s face and the flower tucked against it in distant admiration and Jack, for the first time, really started to think Pitch might mean something by these lines he was using.

“Yes, I suppose it is,” he said as if waking from a dream. This time, when Pitch melted into the dark, he sank slowly into the shadows and it didn’t feel anything like the running away it had every time previously.

He could have taken three times as long to leave and Jack still wouldn’t have found his tongue in time to reply.

5

This time, when Pitch appeared, Jack was reclining lazily up in a tree. Which Jack would have considered his home turf, except the way Pitch dripped out from the shadow of the branch above him to hang upside down, comfortable as any bat, made him feel at a distinct disadvantage.

It was creepy, but Jack could admit it was cool, too. Pitch had style.

Jack waited patiently for the line he knew was coming.

“I'd like to take you to the movies, but they don't let you bring in your own snacks.”

Jack snorted a laugh. He couldn’t help it. And yet, after all of this, Jack could admit to feeling flattered by it, too. A snack, huh?

“Why can’t you just tell me you like me and get it over with?”

Jack hadn’t realized any part of Pitch was moving until all of it, extended shadows and everything, came to a screeching halt. “Wha–” He stuttered, and it was music to Jack’s ears. “No, That’s–I don–”

The Boogeyman didn’t know how to handle it when he wasn’t in control, but rather than lash out the way Jack feared, the way he was used to, he flailed in embarrassment and conceded all ground to Jack. That, more than anything else, told Jack what he needed to know.

“Goodbye, Frost.” Pitch said with what little dignity he could muster, and dropped right into the ground.

+1

Pitch wasn’t even a surprise this time.

Jack was in the middle of a long brick walkway, icing up the ornate lamps and decorating the bare trees on either side with snow. There were plenty of shadows to pick from, but Pitch walked over from some distance away giving Jack more than enough warning to know he was there.

Jack was tempted to interrupt him. To see if he could wrongfoot him again, get Pitch to trip over his own words and obvious desires and flee.

It would be easy. Jack could think up dozens of ways to call Pitch out before he even spoke a word.

But then Jack wouldn’t get to hear him speak a word.

And he was curious what words Pitch might speak.

“Your eyes are bluer than the Atlantic ocean,” Pitch spoke softly, poetically. He must have practised to deliver the line this well. “And I don’t mind being lost at sea”

It was worth it, Jack thought: the practice and letting Pitch say it. That smooth tongue was meant for promises on the wind and romance in every word.

Jack stared for too long and only realized when Pitch’s eyes gleamed and he took another breath.

“I wish I were a tear,” he whispered as he moved closer. His cool fingers brushed gently along the side of Jack’s face and Jack felt no fear. Pitch was telling him just what he wanted, and Jack held all the power here. “...So I could start in your eyes,” Pitch said, “live on your face…” His fingers drifted down along Jack’s jaw. He knew what Pitch was going to say before he said it, “...and die on your lips.”

But it was so much better out loud, in Pitch’s voice, than in Jack’s head.

It was Antarctica all over again, but this time Pitch was offering something whose price wasn’t Jack’s soul. It was Antarctica all over again, and Pitch was brave to come back a second time, a third time, a sixth time to risk rejection and hurt and wounds reopened that maybe only just healed.

Jack watched Pitch glow in the moonlight. Watched him take a deep breath and open his lips to speak—

“You can stop now,” Jack said, and grabbed the back of Pitch’s neck to pull him in for a kiss.

Pitch’s lips tasted just as sweet as his lines.