#luba (mute)

[super-unpredictable98]

Can you write a fic where the reader is sick and luba takes care of them?

The Very First Christmas

Fandom: Mute

Pairing: Luba x Reader (Foreign Dreams’ verse)

Word Count: 1,1 k

Warning: Strong language, mild sexual content, periods and stuff

a/n: Sorry it took me a while, anon. I hope you like it <3 also just in case the other anons are seeing it, I'm working on your requests too. Happy new year to everyone!

(Masterlist)

"Kling, Glöckchen, klingelingeling

kling, Glöckchen, kling!

Mädchen, hört, und Bübchen

Macht mir auf das Stübchen

Bring euch viele Gaben, sollt euch dran erlaben!"

You heard Luba singing gently as he prepared a simple lunch in the kitchen. It smelled delicious, but you immediately felt something was wrong. Your head was throbbing and your cramps were killing you. 

Most of the time your period was an inconvenience, you fought cramps and other symptoms with meds, but it was probably the coldest day of the year, which also didn't help and only intensified that horrible feeling. 

"Good morning, Mausi," he called when he heard you groan, standing by the doorway. "It's Krampusnacht, there's a parade nearby, we should go! I used to love them as kids and since you never celebrated Christmas, I thought you'd- what's wrong?"

Your face probably gave you away, that months the pain was so horrible that you almost felt sick to your stomach. You couldn't stand straight, you could barely even move. 

"Cramps... This month is kicking my ass."

"Aw, Mausi!" Luba rushed to your side and took you in his arms. "I know a very good solution for cramps," he smirked, his hand creeping up your thigh.

"Not now, sweetie, I don't think I can do it."

He frowned, the situation was probably serious for you to refuse sex, a very rare sight. Back in the day when Naadirah got cramps he usually bought her medicine and a heating pad, all of her favorite sweets, and took the day off to watch movies with her. 

Suddenly that memory came to him and twisted his stomach. As much as he loved you, remembering her still hurt, he never even got the chance to say goodbye. 

"What's wrong?" You asked.

"I don't know what to do. I'm afraid you might get angry if I tell you."

"I won't get angry," you fell back into the pillows. "Go ahead."

"There's a ritual I can do to take care of you, but- I used to..." 

"You used to do it with her?"

Luba nodded, embarrassed by the thought. You were his girlfriend and he wanted to be completely devoted to you. The thought of you thinking about another man made him seethe, so why should you be okay with him thinking of another woman?

"I'm so sorry, Mausi."

"Lu, I don't care about what happened before. You're mine now, right?"

"All yours," he nodded, pushing his blonde curls away from his face, the long sleeves of his blue jumper nearly swallowing his hands.

"Then I don't mind, I just want my boyfriend to take care of me when I don't feel well. If anything, I'm glad you've had some practice," you moaned, squirming as another wave of pain took over your stomach.

"I don't wanna leave the house and leave you alone," Luba pulled you closer. "But I don't have the right medicine or the heating pads."

"Do you have Tylenol? It works too," you groaned and he nodded. "And a hot water bottle or maybe a towel you can soak in hot water?"

"I can do that! Let me check what we have in the pantry," Luba looked down at his smart bracelet and pulled the list of items you had bought on your last trip to the grocery store. "We have knoppers, schoko-bons, milka bars, goldbären..."

"Sounds pretty good to me."

He perked up, happy to be useful. He placed a gentle kiss on your lower stomach before moving up to your lips and sighed. 

After asking you to pick your favorite movie, he ran to the kitchen to prepare your care kit. You ended up choosing some old movie you found laying around and got back under the blankets. 

"Hey there, pretty lady," your boyfriend came in carrying a tray just like he did almost every night at the club. "I'm Luba and I'll be your waiter tonight. And yes, I do accept my tip in kisses."

"Silly..." you shook your head, a tired smile on your face. "I have lots of kisses for you."

"Perfect! I have some snacks, some tea for you to take your meds, and a hot towel for your tummy," he said as he put down each of the items on the bed. "Come here, let me help you, Mausi."

You swallowed the pill with the warm chamomile tea while Luba lifted your oversized shirt to put the hot towel in place. It already started to feel better, not exactly because of the stuff he brought, but because he was there with you, he cared. 

"I also made some lasagna, it's in the oven," he pressed a gentle kiss to your temple. "Do you need me to order pads or tampons or anything?" 

"No, I still have some," you sighed, leaning into his embrace and pressing play on the movie. "You're really good at taking care of people."

"Yeah, being a prostitute does that to a person," he joked, pulling you closer to massage your belly. "I love you so much."

"I love you too," you turned to catch his lips. "I'm sorry about Krampusnacht, I really wish I could go. We can still catch the parade if I can walk by then."

"Don't worry about it, we have the rest of our lives to celebrate Krampusnacht. Believe me, you'll wanna be able to run, here they like to chase people around," Luba laughed. "We can go next year, it's okay." 

"Are you sure?" 

"Yeah, of course," he assured. "Besides, soon it will be Christmas, your very first one, right? It's still Weihnachtszeit, we can make cookies, go to the market and drink glühwein, decorate the tree... My mum taught me how to make gänsabraten when I was a boy."

"What's that?" 

"It's goose, you know, for Christmas night." 

"Ew! No! Can't we just make a turkey?"

"How is a goose that different from a turkey? They're both birds," Luba chuckled. "People eat duck, quail, chicken, even pheasant. What's wrong with the goose?"

You had to agree he had a pretty solid argument and you didn't want to be rude, it was already near blasphemy that you avoided pork in Germany, you were not about to talk badly about your future mother-in-law's traditional recipe. 

"Fine, I'll try the goose, but only if you feed it to me."

"That's my girl, my good girl," Luba purred, placing a shoko-bon between his lips and leaning closer so you could take it. You giggled, accepting the chocolate and stealing a kiss in the process. "And once you do feel better... I don't mind spreading my red wings for you."

Tag List: @seanfalco @elliethesuperfruitlover @messengeronthemoon @badsext @salvador-daley @firstpersonnarrator

[firstpersonnarrator]

[maerenee930]

so umm i just found this picture of Robert Sheehan like 10 minutes ago (i may be super late to this and i’m sure so many other people have seen this already) but OMG ROBBIE!! he looks so smol here 🥹🥰

sos stinkin adorable! i can’t! look at that baby face 🥹 ugh my heart 🩵🥰

[seanfalco]

LUBA + SEX TOYS.

† word count: 556 † tags/warnings: luba x f!reader, sex toys, overstimulation, bondage, multiple orgasms, squirting, slight degradation, little slut used as a pet name † a/n: just a short one today, but it’s extra smutty to make up for it ;p

[ kinktober masterlist ]

“Squirming will do you no good, liebchen,” Luba taunted, a haughty note to his voice as he tilted his head to watch you, not letting the vibrating wand in his hand leave your cunt.

“Luba, please,” you whined, entreating him with your eyes.  Your muscles were beginning to tire and you’d lost count of how many times he’d made you cum already.

“Please what, liebling?” he asked, grinning wickedly, watching you strain against the restraints that left you helpless, unable to escape or close your legs.  There was a hunger in his lidded gaze, a sadistic glint to his eyes that made you shiver—in fear or excitement—you didn’t know which.

“I d-don’t know how much more I can take,” you whimpered, the sheets beneath you sticking to the sheen of sweat that covered your body.

“You know what you have to do to make me stop, y/n,” Luba reminded you, his low voice turning husky.  “But obviously you want more or you would’ve used your safe word, little slut,” he purred delightedly, clearly enjoying the power he held over you and you shuddered at his words, another orgasm threatening to overtake you.

“You like it when I call you that?” Luba asked, noticing your reaction.  “Are you my little slut, liebchen?  Are you a good little girl, hmm?”

“I-I am, you know I am!” you cried, tensing as another orgasm ripped through you, stronger than the last, leaving your lashes damp with unshed tears and your muscles cramping, but before you could relax, Luba switched the vibrator’s setting, turning it up higher as he pressed the head harder against you, forcing another orgasm on the heels of your last.

This time your mind went blank as you arched off the bed in a desperate attempt to escape the almost painful amount of pleasure that coursed through you, a high pitched cry ripping from your throat.  Before you knew what was happening, you felt your muscles completely let go, and unable to stop it, a stream of liquid shot from you, saturating the sheet beneath you and surrounding you with warmth.

Finally, Luba shut off the toy and let you come down, your eyelids fluttering open.  “Did I…?” you began, feeling your cheeks heat with embarrassment at the mess you’d made.

“I knew I could get you to squirt,” Luba exclaimed, his voice pleased as he deftly unbuckled the worn leather cuffs at your wrists and ankles, carefully massaging them with his skilled hand and placing a chaste kiss to each before lifting your limp body in his arms.

“But what about the mess?” you asked wearily, eyeing the ruined bedding as he carried you toward the bathroom.

“Don’t you worry about that, my dirty little thing.  I’ll clean up and put fresh sheets down once you’re in the bath,” he drawled lightly.

You merely hummed in reply, too exhausted to respond much lest barely able to hold your head up.  “You better not leave me all alone in here for long,” you pouted as he set you down to turn on the water and get it up to temperature.

“I won’t schnucki, I promise,” Luba assured you, stroking your cheek fondly.  “You were so good for me, my liebchen,” he praised, and despite your exhaustion, you felt rather pleased with yourself at his sweet words.

“Next time let’s see if you can last even longer.”

taglist: @super-unpredictable98​ @salvador-daley​ @firstpersonnarrator​ @vonkimmeren @love-is-dirty-baby

[sudokusprite]

! 𝕊𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖’𝕤 𝕃𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕄𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕖𝕤 !

𝙷𝚎𝚢, 𝚂𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.

𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜, 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜.

✨𝙼𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜✨

-> 𝙼𝚞𝚝𝚎 (𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾)

-> 𝙴𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘

-> 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎

-> 𝙱𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚘

✨𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎✨

-> 𝚁𝚎𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝟷𝟿𝟽𝟺 (𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚊𝚊𝚊𝚊𝚊𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛)

-> 𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝙶𝚛𝚒𝚝 (𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕)

✨𝙼𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑✨

-> 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝙳𝚘𝚘𝚛

-> 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝙴𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗

-> 𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜

-> 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚘𝚗𝚘

-> 𝚁𝚞𝚋𝚢 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜

-> 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗

[ofyorkshire]

cyberpunk (general, not the game) bj would be so much fun.

mute-specific cyberpunk au where bj and luba are siblings...

[saiiboat]

episode 9 terrifying in new and exciting ways as luba has introduced to the show "muting the audience"

[echotunes]

"joui remembers the hills he used to play on as a child-" "ok so I'm gonna mute luba" LOL he is NOT getting those points. ever

[becauseplot]

watching osnf ep 9 and Luba just had everyone mute/deafen (stream chat included) except for Cellbit and Bagi. sir what are you cooking.

[eggcatsreads]

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔹𝕠𝕟𝕖 ℝ𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕤 by Gabriela Houston

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

Pub Date: October 10th, 2023

This book is mostly told through two POVs - Kada and Sladyana - two mothers who will do anything for their children. Kada is a Vedma - a kind of witch who helps people in their day-to-day lives, as well as communing with the goddess Zemya. Her goal is to protect her daughter Secha at all costs - as her daughter will only be safe from the goddess claiming her as her own when she turns sixteen. Until then, she runs the risk of being captured by the Fox and given to the goddess Zemya - unless Kada can stop her, even if it means betraying everything she’s worked for.  Sladyana is a noblewoman whose daughter, Luba, went missing 15 years ago - taken by the same Fox hunting Secha. She has also adopted a four year old mute child named Tula. Sladyana is convinced Kada - the woman who helped her have her child years ago - knows something about what happened to her missing daughter. And she is willing to do whatever it takes to get her back.  The conflict in this book is between these two mothers trying to do anything they can for their daughters. However, only one of them can have a truly happy ending - and she must bring suffering to the other to achieve it.  We might not agree with everything they do to achieve their goals - but we can understand them. There’s also a twist at the end that I didn’t see coming and recontextualizes what we thought we understood. I thought it was a really clever interpretation - as well as fitting into a common theme in folklore of hidden agendas and betrayals. Even with the creatures and magic present within the book, the conflicts feel real and grounded - and I was not expecting to be simultaneously rooting for both of the mothers at the end, regardless of what they had done beforehand.  This is a moving tale of motherhood and loss - and how far a mother will go for her child.

Thank you to the author, NetGalley, and Angry Robot Books for this e-ARC in exchange for an honest review. ❤️ Also posted to Instagram and Goodreads.

[faith-in-rangels-future]

Voidivineborn

A gender in the intersection between the gendervoidborn system and the genderdivine system that feels as if it was born from the void divinity, is divine born from the void, is void divine like, it's the divine of void, or is connected to the void and the divine.

I think there could be sublabels that fall under this term, that are related to void, being born from it, to the divine and other things, like spacevoidivineborn or moonvoidivineborn for example.

I made the flag basing of the genderdivine flag and the gendervoidborn flag.

[start ID: two rectangular nineteenth striped flags. the first, second, seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh, twelfth, seventeenth and eighteenth lines are straight, the others are wavy. the colors from top to bottom are: dark brown, brown, muted purple, dark purple, light brown, dark gray, yellowish white, beige, light beige, beige, yellowish white, dark gray, light brown, dark purple, muted purple, brown, and dark brown. in the center of the first flag there's a brownish gray spiral symbol, with a 4 pointed star shape in the middle. spiral's outline is yellowish white. end ID]

[start ID: A beige DNI banner with five people posing on the left side. On the right is dark brown text that reads "DNI: racist, sexist, ageist, antimogai, antiliom, BaB, ableist, transmed, transcum, fujoshi, radfem, terf, Luba JK Rowling or Tom Felton supporter, larrie or ziammie that only posts about shipping , antilarrie, bbg, proshipper, anti-agere, antifurry, NSFW blogs, MAP, superstraight, supergay, superlesbian, transrace/transracial, transage, transable, zoophile, necrophiliac, incestuous. End ID] (ID by @rewritingyouridentity <3 thanks)

[super-unpredictable98]

Inspired by @bisexualnathanyoung and @merrilark I'm here to give my opinions (that nobody asked for) about every single thing Rob has been in.

The Umbrella Academy: really good adaptation, Klaus is a work of art. I wish there were a billion seasons

The Last Bus: I mean... way too little Rob in it, but it was fun

Angel Dust: nice voice, bruh

Robot Chicken: nice voice, bruh. But also kinda gross

Trailer Park Boys: anyone please hook me up, I wanna watch the whole thing. I've only seen clips, love his observations about Canadian pizza

Young Offenders: love how he pulled this off even when he was sick. I live for the part about being gay and the protest scene is perfect

Mortal Engines: I like the movie even though it was way longer than it needed to be, but what the hell was that hair? Where does it say Tom needs to have 2005 pop punk hair?

Genius Picasso: Amazing, heartbreaking. Really shows the importance of oral sex. Also, please never paint a beard on Rob ever again, that was weird af

Bad Samaritan: PERFECT MOVIE, I have nothing bad to say about it

Mute: needed more Luba. This movie made me hate Paul Rudd lol we need to know what happened to Luba!!!

Song of Sway Lake: Ye old granny fucker! Love this movie, although it's a bit pretentious (sorry, Ari Gold! I love you, but you know you make things too poetic sometimes and that can rub me the wrong way)

Dicky: that was weird... that was a bit odd... love it

Geostorm: the three minutes Rob is in are masterful (I don't care what anyone says, the accent was good), the rest of it is pure shit

Three Summers: LOVE IT, but what an annoying protagonist. I'm talking about Keevy. Roland is awesome and deserves the world. Also, it did sound like Smells Like Teen Spirit!

Fortitude: what the fuck was that? This show sucks balls, why is Dennis Quaid involved in this? Vladek is hot though and I'm grateful for the full frontal nudity. Lots of people seem very disturbed by the scene, but I like it

Banshee Betty: represents very well the moment Rob was living love wise lol

Jet Trash: ugggggggggggh Lee is sexy, everyone else in this movie is fucking horrible. I hate every single character, especially Vix. Girl, get a personality. And someone please give Rob a burger, he's so thin

The Bigger Picture: it was good, nothing too special, but nice

Rideshare: CAN'T FIND IT ANYWHERE, does anyone know where I can find it?

The Messenger: Literally traumatized

Moonwalkers: really good, extremely funny. Love the cast, love the story, love the fake moon landing scene, love the tiger pigs

The Exchange: That was kinda cute, not gonna lie

The Road Within: PERFECT, as a person with mental health issues, I cry every single time I watch it. Fuck you, Marie, you're manipulative af. Rob did such a good and respectful job, I love it

Randumb - The Adventures of an Irish Guy in LA: omfg that was disturbing, but represents LA quite well

Anita B: love it, my Jewish heart swells with joy, especially during the Purim scene. Rob speaking Yiddish? UGH, SO HOT! He should've gotten the role of Max for The Book Thief

Love/Hate: overrated

Mortal Instruments: the only thing wrong with this movie is that there is no second one. I wanna see Simon as a vampire so bad! Iconic lines such as "I don't remember anything she'd want me to forget"

Push It: um... interesting. Lots of visuals and stuff.

Rituals: hippie fantasy and I'm living for it

In Love With...: it was cool, don't get exactly what the hell that was, but I was vibing

Immaturity For Charity: HILARIOUS! Very few times I laughed this hard

Me and Mrs. Jones: I don't care what anyone says, I love this show. Criminal what Rob did to his hair after the pilot, and Gemma is way too stupid to be a functional human, but Inca is our queen. Billy is way too charming and I can't cope

Accused: well, that was sad

The Borrowers: this movie has no business being that sexy. The scene with the motorbike? The scene with the bed? The scene in the plane? Spiller could get it and he's only five inches tall

Demons Never Die: very bad horror movie with a very bad name, but Rob was good in it

Misfits: PERFECTION! Nathan Young is the king of my heart. He can do anything to me, I wouldn't stop loving him even after he trippled himself.

Killing Bono: love the movie, love the cast, the soundtrack is immaculate (SPOTIFY, GET THE FUCKING SONGS IN THERE!), way funnier than I expected. Who tf gave Rob such a low harmony? His voice nearly disappeared.

Season of the Witch: average Nicolas Cage movie lol Kay is nice, love to see him on a horse. The ending was fucking wild. I wonder who we have to exorcise to end COVID

Coming Up - Dip: that was really good! The social commentary was actually kinda deep and relevant. I like the ending

A Turtle's Tale: Who the hell looked at Rob and thought he was the right fit for this role? I like it, but it was weird.

Red Riding Trilogy: HEARTBREAKING, I wanna give BJ a hug

Cherrybomb: love it, love the accents, very much early 2000s vibe and it makes me feel things. Luke's dad deserved better. Love the way Rob says the word tape in this

Ghostwood: um, what? Pop off I guess, baby Rob. Cool accent. Tim is how I imagine Nathan in the high school arc @seanfalco

Lowland Fell: what the hell did I just watch? What was the meaning of all that? Not a single person I know has a reasonable explanation for anything that happens in this

Rock Rivals: Guilty pleasure. Addison deserved better, they did him so wrong! I wish I could see Rob singing in this, but the boyband dances and outfits were really good

BitterSweet: needed more Rob. The neck kisses are just *chef's kiss*. Liam is such a good guy

The Summer of the Flying Saucer: I will do anything to watch this movie. I will suck any cock, fuck any ass, lick any pair of balls! PLEASE SOMEONE GET ME A COPY OF THIS MOVIE

An Créatúr: Bruh... what the fuck? Good job acting in another language and seeing Rob act as a little kid was so sweet. The big baby scene was at the same time terrifying and strangely alluring, don't know what that says about me. For legal reasons I'm not gonna comment on the scene where he's fed cake

Bel's Boys: pretty funny, love the clothes Max wears lol evil genius got defeated

The Clinic: Robbie, baby, why did you do this to your hair? At first, this looked like the beginning of a porno. Love the vulnerability of Shane and that tummy close-up was gold. They really violated his mouth there

Young Blades: King Louie is so underrated! I love him. Every scene with him is just gold. We really needed a spin-off about him finding a wife and all. Wish there was a ballet scene.

Foreign Exchange: Really good! First thing I ever saw Rob in when I was 9. You can blame this show for everything. So many good memories, it makes me feel hugged.

An Cuainín: does this short film actually exist? I never found any evidence of it lol if anyone has it, send it my way

A Dublin Story: wow, just wow. The subjects this short film touches on and the way it handles them are amazing, Rob was so young and his acting was already so powerful. He also managed to make Clocker very funny, I like it a lot.

Song For a Raggy Boy: what a pile of bricks, this movie is very very hard to watch. But it's a fun game of Spot the Rob. Lefties rise up!

The Tudors: I know his bit was cut, but boy did I spend hours watching over and over to see if I could spot him.

[robmesheehan]

[firstpersonnarrator]

From a painful article on PopBuzz, in which the ‘15 things you never knew’ are 15 things every last one of us knows. (X)

[seanfalco]

LUBA + VOYEURISM/OMORASHI.

† word count: 1k † tags/warnings: luba x f!reader, voyeurism, masturbation, fingering (f!receiving), omorashi/piss, praise/degradation † a/n: I kinda ran out of steam on this one, pls forgive me lol. 

[ kinktober masterlist ]

“Is Luba free?”

The blonde behind the desk glanced up at you as you fidgeted with your sleeves, a knowing grin playing at the corner of her painted red lips.  You’d been there to see him already once this week, but she wouldn’t point that out.  Instead, she checked the appointment book for you.

“I’m afraid he’s in the middle of a session,” she answered after reading over the ledger.

“Oh…” you breathed, trying not to pout.  You couldn’t exactly wait around either, or you’d be late returning to work from your lunch break.  “I guess I’ll come back some other time.”

The woman behind the desk knew better than to ask if you’d like to see someone else, every time you came, you asked for Luba directly.

“Actually,” she spoke up, tapping her lips thoughtfully.  “There is an alternative, if you’re interested.”

“Like what?”

Instead of answering, she motioned for you to follow, and intrigued, you did.

Moving down the hall, she led you past Luba’s door and you frowned, confused, until she popped open a hidden compartment in the wall.  Your curiosity piqued, you followed her into the narrow closet-like space.

“If you’re so inclined, you may watch through here,” she explained, opening a small hinged plate in the wall to reveal a peephole.

Moving aside, she let you get a closer look and you gasped softly at the glimpse of Luba’s bare back as he leaned over the person on the bed.

“Will this satisfy you?” the woman asked, her lips twitching in amusement as you nodded wordlessly, already feeling arousal tingling through you.

“When he’s finished I’ll see to it that he comes to see you,” she said, slowly closing the door behind her as she stepped out of the tiny room.

Tearing your eyes from the peep hole, you realized you’d forgotten to ask if you could use the restroom, but she was already gone and you didn’t wanna miss anything.

Just hold it, you told yourself, awkwardly struggling out of your coat as you pressed your eye back to the peephole.  You vaguely wondered if anyone had ever used this little room while you were in there with Luba, though surprisingly you weren’t too worried–from the angle you were at, you couldn’t really see the other person’s face.

Luba’s leather pants hit the floor and your breath hitched at the sight of him, his lean body now familiar to you.  It never failed to turn you on, seeing him like this, and though you worried you might grow jealous watching him fuck someone else, as he thrust into them, your cunt only clenched in response.

As you watched, your breathing shallow, the warm ache between your thighs only grew and you couldn’t take your eyes from Luba.  Unable to take it anymore, you bit your lip and slipped your hand down your panties, groaning softly when you felt how wet you were.

Parting your folds with your fingers, you slowly circled your puffy clit as Luba’s hips snapped forward, his muscles tensing and straining beneath his sweat sheened skin.  Rubbing your clit desperately, your slick fingers speeding up, a breathy moan left your parted lips as Luba rut faster, his graceful movements giving way to shuddering jerks of his slender hips and your mouth fell open as he pulled free to spill his load over his partner’s heaving chest.

“Oh fuck,” you breathed, whimpering as you lost your rhythm, your pleasure slipping away like water through a sieve.  All too soon, Luba was getting dressed and you closed the peep hole with a grimace, now extra conscious of how full your bladder was.

Before you could decide what to do, the door you’d come through swung open, admitting Luba.  

“Heard there was a little birdie waiting for me,” he drawled, looking you up and down.  “I didn’t expect it to be you, back so soon.”  His emerald eyes snapped back up to your face.  “You miss me that much?” he teased, amusement dancing in his gaze.

“I–” you began, only to be silenced as he moved closer, pushing you backwards against the padded wall behind you.

“Did you enjoy the show, liebling?” he breathed, running his thumb along your bottom lip, tugging it down slightly as he invaded your space.

“Did you touch yourself while you watched?” he purred and you swallowed, nodding your head.

“You dirty thing, you.  Did you get off?”

When you hesitated, Luba tilted his head, reading the answer on your face.

“No?” he cooed, a hint of condescension in his voice and you felt your face warm.  “You poor thing, would you like some help with that?”

“I–” you spluttered, gasping as he cornered you, his hand sliding under your skirt.  

“Don’t you want that, hmm?  Isn’t that what you came here for?”

“I do, want that,” you managed to get out, your breath trembling as his hand slipped under your soaked panties.  

“But–?”

“But I–I have to, uhm–fuck.”

Luba merely waited, his thumb slowly circling your clit.  “Spit it out.”

“I have to go to the bathroom,” you whispered, embarrassment coursing through you afresh and you wanted to melt into the floor. “You can hold it just a bit longer, can’t you, liebling?” Luba purred, placing more pressure against your cunt, two fingers pressing into you to curl against your spongy g-spot as his thumb rubbed your clit more intensely.

“O-oh!” you cried, your eyelids fluttering as your knees nearly buckled beneath you with pleasure.  

“It feels good, ja?” 

“U-uh huh,” you managed to breathe, the coil in your belly compressing further with each stroke of his fingers.  “I’m close, I’m close!” you panted, your back arching, your hips stuttering as you came undone.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!”

The words spilled from you as your orgasm washed over you, but Luba didn’t stop and a spike of alarm quickly followed—you didn’t know if you could hold back.

“Luba, I—!” Trying to push him away was futile and with a wave of embarrassment, your felt warmth run down your legs as you let go, followed by instant relief.

Luba merely chuckled at your mortified expression, finally pulling his soaked fingers from your cunt.  “Now that’s more like it,” he drawled and you wanted to melt into the floor.

“Luba!” you groaned, fighting back the urge to cover your face with your hands.

“Don’t you feel better, libeling?”

“Yes, but—“ you began, ready to snap at him until you heard his next words.

“I quite liked seeing you completely lose control for me.”

“Really?”

“Definitely.”

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