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[jetsamsoul]

Open wide ~.ᐟ

A/N: guess who's baccckk...I was gone forever because I had to go to the depths of the ocean and drag Floyd back up for you all..true story not clickbait at all. (on a real note, I'm hoping to get back on that grind. Honestly.)

tags: Floyd Leech x gn!reader // very lightly proofread, messy bday blowjob, cheek tapping, deepthroat/gagging, swallowing, shrimpy nickname a couple times, basically Floyd is an idiot.

wc: 1.7k // ao3

It was well into the evening when you got a chance to catch Floyd one-on-one. No other students quivering through a birthday wish. Not a soul taking their chances to give him the presents he openly wished for. Or demanded, really. He had spent a large portion of his birthday exploring old, ‘inaccessible’ ruins aside Malleus, which had been his birthday gift to the mer. Even a small glimpse at the pair was a sight. An interesting and mildly frightening one. Now though, you would find him alone. Turned in for the night having skipped his shift at the lounge. Why work on such an important day?

You entered Floyd and Jade’s shared dorm room with three boxes carefully stacked in your arms. Two were meant for Floyd, the other for his twin. Floyd's head perked up from the book in his hands by the time you shut the door and walked to the end of his bed. The mer sat the book down, sitting up from his reading position. “aah-Shrimpy! Finally came to wish me a happy birthday?” he grinned, pulling you into a squeeze hug as usual after you set the boxes on his bed. “Sea Slug beat ya faaar to it ya know..”

“Yeah, I heard.” You rolled your eyes with a smile and a huff. You sat in front of Floyd on his bed, crossing your legs for comfort. It didn’t bother you that he was busy all day, but you certainly felt a hint of guilt. You wanted to have been with him in place of Malleus Draconia. It was definitely a gift suitable for Floyd...The prince had taken it very seriously to get Floyd the “coolest” gift ever.

“He took me out to these ruins.” He started, leaning back on his bed frame. ”Wish I could’ve brought Jade with me though, ya know? Feel like it's the type of thing he’d really enjoy.”

As Floyd continued to describe his day to you, his voice gradually faded out as you grew lost in thought observing the mer. You liked to watch the way his hands moved around when he talked, waving them around as if he hadn’t already had every ounce of your attention. That he allowed his hair to be less tame when compared to his twins. His choice of clothing like the sweats with colorful splatters on him now. The large hoodie he relaxed in looking so cozy, making you want to join him inside of it. His heterochromatic eyes that contrasted brightly against his fair skin, drawing your attention tenfold. Everything about him eased you in like a fishhook bearing the most appetizing bait. While his story went on, your hand massaged his leg and back. 

You wanted to do more for him. More than the gifts you had already brought for him. A gift that no one else would be able to bear for him. Something special. Intimate. To your luck, you already knew the privacy you had now would offer you enough time. Floyd’s voice was once again audible as you slipped back into the present moment, a minor grin sneaking across your cheeks. 

 Floyd raised a brow at your unknowing malicious expression, tilting his head centimeters to the side a piqued interest. “What?” his position adjusted upwards.  He bore a toothy grin, closing into your space as if he caught onto your plans before you could put a single thought into action. “What’s the face for?” You assumed he already knew. You hadn’t tried to mask your stares or cover up that you had been thinking about something. Placing a hand on his shoulder you leaned up, pulling him into a kiss. He smiled in the return, hands wrapping around you to force you closer. To further the closeness you brought your body up, spreading your legs to sit on top of his lap.  Between a break for air, you licked his jawline, kissing down till your lips met the outline of his collarbone. The mers hips pushed up into you, earning a gasp that put your eyes back on his. 

“So ‘s this why you came here to see me, Shrimpy?’ he eyed you up and down, presenting an eager look that you felt satisfied to receive. “you wanted to suck me off?”  His eyes widened with idea and without giving you a moment to reply he went on.  “Is it cause ‘ts my birthday?” his hand rubbed ` on your back as he waited, his other resting on your lower back.

You nodded to him, pressing your hands on his chest as a sign for him to lay back. Floyd caught on, leaning his back on the purple headboard behind him. You wanted to make him feel good. This would be one of the best ways to do just that. Your body followed his motion, laying your body close to his chest as you rolled your hips to create friction with his lap. Floyd's eyes were burned into your skin, you knew he was watching every move you made closely like a predator. Inching down, Floyd aided you by tugging down at his multi-color splotched sweats till his briefs were revealed alongside a distinctly growing bulge. The sight tugged a smile at your lips while you leaned down for your face to meet the tight fabric. Your tongue darted out to drag a stripe onto Floyd’s clothed cock, a repressed breath slipping past his lips. You rubbed his hard-on through the fabric, the mer watching you closely from above. Your thumb slipped under his waistband teasing the sensitive skin around his dick as your other hand rested on his hipline.

“C’mon..’js take it out already..” Floyd huffed, rubbing his hands along any bare bit of your body he could reach. “You’re gonna make it hurt..’ts not real nice to do on someone's birthday..” 

You glanced up at the mer for a short moment before focusing back on his lower half. Inching down the article, his dick sprang out as the briefs passed his thighs. You wrapped your hand around the base, immediately feeling a twitch on your palm. Floyd was always much more sensitive than you assumed him to be. All that fact did was rile you up more. You wet the rose-flushed tip of his cock, taking it into your mouth moments after. It was thick. Your jaw ached at the thought of keeping it in. Your hand pumped what didn’t fit in your mouth, extra saliva pooling at the end of your tongue. You started leisurely, listening to Floyd’s hushed groans of satisfaction. Your cheek bulged as you moved your head to the side, pushing him out of your mouth to catch a breath. You kept your hand busy with languid strokes to his length

“Ahh?” Floyd’s head perked up, his lazy eyes widening with amusement. “Can’t fit it all in?” He teased. In rebuttal you pushed him back into your mouth, holding back any reflex as your mouth inched down to meet the base of his cock. The mer above you hissed through his teeth, his leg moving up as he flexed his core to fuck his shaft further into your mouth. The movement forced a gag from you, your head instinctually retreating for air. You took in the precious breath, savoring it for the short moment it was before Floyd ran his hand through your scalp, gripping onto a chunk at the back of your head to control your movement. He led you back down, salty precum spreading on your tongue while Floyd held you in place to thrust into you at his leisure. In short time his pace quickened, his lengthy cock slamming continuously down your throat while you struggled not to choke on it.

Floyd moaned erratically from above, your throat convulsing around him as he pushed his limit. You pressed your hand on top of his lower stomach, pushing your mouth off him with a ‘pop’ and erotic gasp for air following. The mers eyes shifted to you as you kept your other hand tight around him.

“I’m gettin’ real close..” Floyd spoke with a whine, sitting up on his knees and taking hold of his throbbing appendage. “Do me a favor and get on the floor so I can have ya on your knees properly, kay?” he demanded, watching you obey his wish with ease. A grin smeared across his face as he sat himself on the edge of his bed above you, squeezing your face in his hand while the other lovingly tapped his erection on your cheek. “Alright, Shrimpy..Open wide~” Floyd snickered, swiftly slipping his cock into your mouth that fell widely agape the moment he asked you to. His hand that previously held your cheek shifted into your hair, fingers tightening around the base of your scalp to guide your mouth. You’re gagging immediately, the familiar feeling of being unable to properly breathe returning as his cock slammed against the back of your throat.

 You could feel your body reacting to Floyd, legs squeezing together as you tried to stay focused on him and not stick a hand down your pants. The vibrations of your explicit hums triggered Floyd’s hips to twitch desperately. His moans grew less controlled, breath held in his chest while you worked at his lower half. The mer gasped, hands squeezing the blankets surrounding him. “Fhh-ah-” His breath grew staggered, unable to finish any sentence he had started. He didn’t think twice about pulling himself out of your throat, his eyes shut tightly as he came what felt like straight down your throat. You took it all in, swallowing what bits had stayed in your mouth. After stilling for a short moment you pulled your mouth off him slowly,  licking at the leftover fluids on Floyd. He whined, sitting up properly as he stared down at you.

“Ah-? You swallowed allat?” he grinned, proud that he didn’t seem to taste bad.

You smiled, standing yourself up to lean in and give the mer a quick kiss. “Happy Birthday, Floyd.”

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[jetsamsoul]

Litsening in ˖°

A/N: this is not a 3some fic!! Kalim is evesdropping ^.^!!

tags: Jamil x gn!reader x Kalim // kinda cuckholding, voyeurism, mentions of bdsm, blood (kalim bites his cheeks)

wc: 1.2k // ao3

Muffled moans and wet slaps infested Kalims mind, his ears and cheeks flushing red as he pressed the side of his face against the wooden door in front of him. It wasn't his fault he was here. His original plan was to ask Jamil if he wanted to try a new recipe Cater gave him during club. What he wasn't expecting was to hear you and Jamil having sex.

To Kalims luck, the hallways were empty. No one would see how helpless he looked, leaning on the door to hear all he could of you and Jamil. His body pulsed with each whine or groan he heard. Knees bumping together, Kalim leaned forward, pushing his hips into the thick wood that separated him from you two. Just the simple friction from that had the boy weak. With each thrust of his hips, a new idea formed in his mind on what was happening in the room. Were you blindfolded? Thrown into skimpy lingerie? Restrained by smooth ropes? Or by Jamil's bare hands? It didn't sound like he was being gentle. Did Jamil let his hair down? What positions was he contorting you into? Each pound felt rough, almost demanding of each whorish whine coming from you. Vivid images flooded Kalims mind. He couldn't focus on one thing to think about. The simple idea of you two fucking in front of him excited him. Why did Jamil need you all to himself? Why can't he have you all to himself? Why can't he have Jamil all to himself? 

Kalim bit his lower lip, holding back from moaning out loud. No one can know what's happening, what he's doing out here. That he's pathetically rubbing his hardened dick on Jamil's dorm door to receive pleasure that no one else will give him. A hand lifted to massage his nipples through his shirt. His other hand pressed against the doorframe to support his weak body. The housewardens chest raised and fell rapidly from holding his breath, afraid you or Jamil would hear and stop. What would he do? Would he care? Considering how loud it seemed, he wondered if it was on purpose. 

"Fuck...'y feel good?" Jamil huffed, pressure from his movement making the bed squeak beneath you both. He groaned, pushing his bangs out of his way swiftly. 

"y-nhgh yes..feels so good.." Kalim muttered to himself, his head dropping down with a whiny exhale. The hand that had been holding onto the door frame moved down, grasping Kalims clothed cock. He could tell precum was spilling out, a wet spot already forming on his pants. His hand rubbed his length, the rest of his body leaning onto the door for support, his ear still pressed closely against the door. "Jamil,,hah..louder..nh.."  

As if he had heard Kalim from his bed, Jamil moaned loudly as his thrusts sped up. Kalims body twitched, his mind going foggy the closer he got to his climax. Jamil's voice was inaudible to Kalim by now. only curses and a series of words making it to his head. Kalim began to thrust his hips into his hand, his eyes wincing shut. 

Kalim made sure to keep up with Jamil's pace, slowing and speeding up when he heard him do the same. He even began to moan in unison with you, as if he could feel everything you were feeling. He was jealous that he wasn't able to be in Jamil's room. That he was stuck doing it all himself. Not being serviced like he usually is.

The sounds of you and Jamil blended with Kalims quiet moans, his dick twitching in his hand. He quickly shoved his hand past his boxers, taking his soaked dick into his bare hand.

While desperately stroking to finish, he bit his lips shut so hard he thought they might bleed. With one final push and a shamefully loud moan, he released into his hand and on his boxers. No longer able to hold back the relieved sounds of pleasure he had held in so well. You climaxed just as soon as Kalim, your moans drowning him out. Your climax was followed instantly by Jamils. He buried his face into your neck, breathing heavily through his teeth as his cum dripped and poured down onto your stomach. 

Jamil's eyebrows furrowed at the messy sight he created, sitting up as he recovered from his high. "Fuck..let me clean you up.." he quickly expressed, moving his position to let you sit up as well. With one last heavy sigh and a kiss on your forehead, he stood up to grab a towel meant to wipe you down. 

Kalim flinched up, pulling his hand out of his pants the moment he heard Jamil seemingly getting up from his bed. He worriedly checked his surroundings, his mind finally clearing up as he processed all of what he had just done. Minutes passed like seconds, the sound of a door handle snapping Kalim out of it. A gasp left his mouth as he backed away from the door as it opened. Jamil was on the other side, eyes widening at the sight of Kalim. His brows furrowed as he stepped out of the door to shut it, knowing you were still naked on his bed. Kalim shamelessly tried to peek in the room as well as he could before the door shut, his eyes shooting back up to Jamil when he heard the door shut. 

"Kalim. What are you doing here? Why are you at my door like this.." 

Kalim gulped, words taking far too long to come out and explain to Jamil. Pulling himself together and remembering why he was originally there he responded as cheerful as usual, 

"Ah! I was just going to ask if you were getting hungry! Cater showed me this recipe I want us to try out! Were you..uh” he held back a grin. “busy?" 

Jamil's eyebrows furrowed with frustration, replying through gritted teeth. "Yes, I was busy. I was finishing up a few tasks that I could complete alone. But I suppose it is about time for me to start up dinner prep. Isn’t it?" Jamil looked Kalim up and down, suspicious of his flushed appearance and offputting question.

Kalim pouted, frustrated that he knew it was a lie. He knew what Jamil was doing. Or rather, who Jamil was doing.

"Ah..I see!.." Kalim smiled, "do you need any help? I can give you the recipe and help collect ingredients~!" He swayed closer to Jamil as he spoke, taking his phone out to open his messages. 

"Fine. That’s fine, give me a few minutes and I'll come get you from your dorm room." 

Kalim nodded, turning to begin the walk. 

"Alrighty~! I'll keep an ear out for you, Jamil!"

Jamil raised a brow slick with discomfort from the housewardens remark. Watching as Kalim waved goodbye to him as he walked further and further out of his sight.

 Kalim smiled to himself. couldn't have Jamil figure out that he had been at the door much longer than a few moments. If Jamil never found out, he could listen in as much as he wanted. 

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