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stinkyme · 7 months

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Hello! This is a request I had, next one is Chuuya! :) I hope you like it and enjoy it! :)

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, jealousy, established relationship, Nikolai plays dumb for..a moment, spanking with a cane & hitting the backside of the thighs/pussy slapping with a cane, reader is tied up, Nikolai uses leash & collar on the reader, degrading (little slut, whore), throat-fucking, reader marks/makes hickeys on his cock, toy usage, reassurance & apologizing (reader), edging, a bit of p in v penetration, creampie, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Jealousy sex || Nikolai Gogol x Reader

"Your hair is so gorgeous!" you praise loudly, softly brushing your fingers through Sigma's long silky hair. He smiles shyly and you notice a heavy gaze of your deprived lover. You actively ignore Nikolai as you turn your attention back to Sigma.

"Could I braid it?" you ask happily and Sigma hesitates, but after a moment or so nods. You smile at him as you start separating his hair in three equal sections. As you brush your fingers through his hair, you give him a few more praises, complimenting how nicely he takes care of himself. Sigma seems to enjoy the compliments regardless of his shyness. You begin braiding his hair with a delicate movement, giving more praises every now and then.

"Perhaps you could tell me what shampoo you use so I could recommend it to Nikolai." you hum happily and Nikolai shoots you a look you couldn't read.

"Yeah, sure." Sigma replies and tells you which shampoo he is using. You thank him as you tie his hair, sliding your fingertips over the braid.

"I could make you so many more hairstyles! We could have a sleepover or something and then maybe try out some new things. With your hair, I mean." you smile and Sigma remains silent for a long moment. Nikolai was giving him an evident look of disapproval which you didn't notice.

"Um..maybe. Anyways, I have to go now. Thank you for the hairstyle." he says in his usual tone and leaves the room.

You watch him until he closes the door behind him, thinking how it is, perhaps, a little bit tacky of you to do this. Truthfully, Nikolai has been a bit too busy for your liking lately which made you get lonely, but more so, there was a part of you that truly wanted to get a reaction out of him. Which was immature, yes, but you were hoping that he would give you the affection that you were missing out on for quite some time now.

"We should get going as well." Nikolai's voice snaps you back in the moment and you nod, getting up slowly.

"Another mission?" you ask in an evidently disinterested tone as you begin to leave, Nikolai is following and you feel him suddenly hug you from behind, his hands roaming around your body. He rests his head between your neck and shoulder.

"Nope!" he says happily, back to his usual, affectionate self.

"I was thinking we could go to our room and.." his voice lowers as he continues speaking.

"Play for a little while." he whispers, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine and you could feel his cock slightly pressing on your ass.

It seems like your plan worked!

"I would like that, it's been a while since, no?" you slowly turn around and wrap your arms around his neck as his hands fall down to your hips.

"Longer than I would like it to be. I think what I'd like is to keep you on the leash today." he says with a sly smile and the thought alone excites you. You lean in and he follows, his lips pressing on yours and gently parting them. His tongue finds yours quickly, your kiss quickly becoming passionate and needy, both of you letting out all frustrations you felt for different reasons.

Quickly enough, you are in your shared room. Nikolai is greedily taking your clothes off, not caring what gets ripped in the process. You gasp as he removes the last bit of fabric you had on, leaving you completely naked. Naturally, he is still wearing his own clothes and before you even know it - one of his hands is keeping your forearms together as his other hand brings out a rope that was inside his coat. He swiftly ties your wrists together, rope slightly tighter than usual, but you don't mind.

"You mentioned the leash?" you ask a bit shamelessly as Nikolai checks if the rope is tightened properly so it doesn't fall off. He lets out a small giggle, his expression revealing that he thinks about something else.

"So that's how to catch your attention? If I only knew that earlier." he gives you a half-lidded look that seems more..bitter than lustful.

"I mean we just never used it before." you chuckle, trying to break the tension you felt.

"I thought..we could try out some new things." he says with a low tone that was unusual for him. It makes you shiver as he runs his gloved fingers over your waist, moving down and sliding them over your pelvic area. He gently pushes you on the bed and you lay down on your back, spreading your legs. He chuckles at your eagerness.

"Nuh-uh, try something different." he says with a little sly smile and you think for a moment.

"Here is a small hint." he says with an excitement in his voice as he slowly takes a cane out of his coat and taps your thigh with the end of it. You feel your cunt tingle with excitement of your own as you struggle to adjust yourself properly due to your wrists being tied up. Nikolai keeps giggling at your struggle. You rest your elbows on the mattress, using them as a leverage as you arch your back and expose your ass completely and nicely for him. You spread your legs enough to keep your balance.

Nikolai slowly moves from one side to the other, barely dragging the cold end of his cane over your spine and lower over your ass. The feather-like sensation makes your body shiver as he slides the cane over the backside of your thighs and one of your calves.

"Now, it's quiz time!~" he says in an upbeat tone as he gently taps one of your ass cheeks with the end of the cane. He places the thick stick of the cane on top of your skin, keeping it still.

"Who is the whore desperate for attention?" his voice switches from an upbeat one down to lower, annoyed one. It makes your muscles convulse as your tummy twirls in realization. You try to quickly defend yourself.

"I-" a loud slap fills the room as Nikolai hits your ass with the cane. The intensity and roughness make you twitch as a little yelp escapes you.

"Correct! Next question." his tone switches between excited and happy to lower and bitter.

"Why was the whore in question desperate for attention?" he asks with annoyance in his tone as he gently taps the cane on your ass.

"Because you-" a sharp gasp stops you from finishing as Nikolai lands another loud cane-induced spank on your ass and you can feel your skin burning already.

"Wrong. Because you are a whore." he says coldly as he moves the cane lower, resting it on your pussy and the portion of skin where your thighs and ass connect.

"It's distasteful trying to blame others for the fact you are a dirty slut." he says in a mixture of a whiny and bitter tone as he lands a slap on your cunt. It makes your hips jerk forward as a loud gasp escapes your lungs.

"Truly..I am disappointed. I thought we could have fun and now I just have to teach you manners." he dramatically sighs out, his voice returning to normal as he lands a slap on the back of your thighs. You bite down a moan and he quickly hits your ass which makes you choke on your own sound.

"So, how many people have you been entertaining while I was busy?" he asks as he taps your pussy with the cane.

"Nobody!" you say loudly as you shut your eyes tightly. Another harsh slap lands on your pussy and you can feel your skin tingling and warming up.

"Wrong again!~" he says happily as he lands a harsh hit on the back of your thighs. You yelp as your eyes slowly begin to tear up.

"It seems you are also a liar, but if nothing, it makes this a tiny bit more fun for me." he lets out a malicious giggle as he uses the cane and spanks your ass once again, quite harshly. Your skin is burning and tingling, making it uncomfortable to stay still.

"How many? Ten? Twenty?" he asks, gently sliding the cane in an up and down motion over the backside of your thighs.

"None." you say a bit quietly as you prepare yourself for another spank.

"Hmm..is that so? You seem sure of yourself, so it must be the truth.." he trails off with his softer voice and you open your eyes for a quick moment before he suddenly lands another hit on your pussy, your clit taking most of the impact. Your body jerks forward slightly as a sharp moan slips past your lips.

"Wrong!~" he says happily and almost pleased.

"I shouldn't be surprised however, you were so shameless today with Sigma that blatant lying seems like nothing to a whore like you." his voice is cold and malicious again as he lands another hit, this time on your ass again. This time it hurts even more given that your skin was cooled off. You let out a sharper yelp as your thighs begin to feel weaker. He isn't giving you time to process anything.

"Another question!~" he says happily, the maliciousness from before disappearing completely.

"How many besides Sigma?" he asks as he slides the cane to your pussy, resting it on top.

"None, I told you already!" you say loudly, trying to get through him, knowing it was pointless.

"Ahh, I see. So you want to play a guessing game? Why didn't you say so earlier?!" he giggles as the cane taps your pussy.

"The rules go like this - I will give a number and you just say higher or lower. Simple, right?" he smiles down on you with an evident slyness.

"That's unfair! Number is zero. Z-e-r-o." you spell it out for him in an irritated tone and he just chuckles.

"Alrighty! So, twenty…" he starts off slowly and you recklessly answer.

"Lower!" you reply in a louder tone and he roughly hits your cunt with the cane. You yelp as your inner lips take full impact this time.

"Nineteen?" he asks with an entertained tone.

"Lower." your voice becomes weaker. He spanks your ass with the cane and it makes you twitch.

"Eighteen?" he continues and you reply again, taking a deep breath before.

"Lower." as soon as you reply he hits the back of your thighs, a burning sensation setting in.

"Seventeen?"

"Lower." you choke out and he hits your thighs once again. You feel the tears forming inside your eyes again.

"Sixteen?"

"Lower.." you breathe out and he immediately spanks your ass. You curse under your breath as you feel as if your skin is bruising.

"Fifteen perhaps?" he asks in a satisfied tone and gets another weak "lower" in response. He mostly hits your clit with the cane, sending jolting sensations through your body.

"Fourteen?"

You barely shake your head in response, the mattress making it hard to move properly.

"Speak up." he orders.

"Lower." you say quietly and he lands another hit on your ass.

"Thirteen?" he sounds as if he is having lots of fun right now.

"No, lower." you say weakly and he nods, landing another smack on your ass.

"Twelve?" his tone reveals that he is determined to keep this up.

"Listen, I am sorry-"

"Lower or higher?" he cuts you off, voice distant.

"Lower." you sigh out and he hits the back of your thighs again in a harsh manner that makes you gasp out.

"Eleven?"

"L-lower." you keep your eyes shut as the cane slaps your sensitive pussy. You let out a shaky snivel as the tears begin to slowly roll down your cheeks.

"Ten?" he asks as he gently slides the cane over your ass.

"Lower."

Another loud and harsh smack on your ass.

"Nine?"

"Lower."

Harsh hit on the back of your burning thighs.

"Eight?"

"Lower."

One more hit on the back of your thighs.

"Seven?"

"Lower." your voice is trembling at this point.

Quick and sharp slap on your cunt.

"Six?"

"Lower."

Heavy spank on your ass.

"Five?"

"Lower." more tears roll down your cheeks as the sensations become overwhelming. Your cunt begins to hurt from lack of inside friction.

Hit on the back of your thighs.

"Four?"

"Lower."

Loud slap on your pussy.

"Three?"

"Lower."

Hit on your pussy once more.

"Two?"

"Lower."

Rough smack on your ass.

"One?"

"..."

"Lower or higher?"

Your little snivels calm down even though your skin burns and tingles, waves of uncomfortable warmth heating up more from time to time. You take a breath in and try to speak as clearly as possible.

"Fine. One. I am sorry for that, I truly didn't mean anything with Sigma today." your voice is softer and lower.

"Get on your knees." he says in a sharper tone as he lets the cane fall on the ground.

"I said I am sorry, but I won't beg you to forgive me for something that had no real meaning." you want to say more, but your little gasps get in the way as you position yourself on your knees on the bed. You place your tied wrists between your legs.

"I love you and I am sorry, I was just-"

"I don't need you to beg, on the contrary, I want you to shut up and put your mouth to better use." he says, still bitter, as he unzips his pants, swiftly unbuttoning them as well in the process. He slides them down alongside his boxers, revealing his hard and dripping cock.

"One thing though.." he begins his sentence as he sneaks his hand inside the coat and gets out the collar and the leash in your favorite color. You swallow as he looks at you with half-lidded eyes.

"Face up." he orders and you obey, lifting your head to give him access to your neck. He gently wraps the collar around your throat, adjusting it nicely so it's not too tight.

"Too tight?" he checks in, in a bit softer voice.

"Not at all." you shake your head, excitement sparkling in your eyes as he attaches the leash. He holds the small portion of the leash, close to the collar itself, so he is almost in full control of your movement.

"If I knew you could be this obedient, I would do it more often so you don't go around like a desperate dog looking for attention." he says bitterly and before you can answer him, he holds up his cock and slides it in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat.

You gag around it and he gasps out as he puts his free hand on top of your head.

"Since you wanted to be like one, I will treat you like one then. Fair enough for you?" he asks slyly knowing you can't answer as he starts thrusting inside your mouth. You make a vacuum with your mouth, sucking on him as he thrusts deep inside your mouth, constantly reaching the back of your throat. He lets out a few soft whimpers and as he slides his cock out, leaving only the tip of it inside - he pulls you by the leash, making you gag once more.

"Show me how sorry you are by sucking me off like a proper slut." he says in a breathy voice as he repeats the movement from before. You try your hardest to slide your tongue on the underside of his cock as your mouth keeps sucking him in, earning a few louder moans from Nikolai.

He repeats the movement again, this time a bit harsher than the previous two, making you cough slightly. He is quick to start thrusting again, keeping your head in place with his hand and the leash. Nikolai lets out louder moans, eager to let everybody know what you are doing right now.

Your eyes fill up with more tears as he keeps sliding his cock in and out of your mouth as if you were nothing more than a toy. Your tongue follows his movement as much as possible as he begins moving even faster, merciless for your state. Each time the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat it gets a little bit easier for you not to gag, even though it still feels quite intense. Nikolai lets out loud and shameless moans and whimpers, looking down on you in a mixture of possessiveness and lust.

He stops for a moment and you take it as your own chance to please him. You begin moving your head back and forth, rolling your tongue around his cock, earning even more sounds from him. You keep your mouth around his tip for a little while, sucking on it eagerly as your tongue brushes over the smooth skin. Nikolai lets out a sharp whine, throwing his head back and as soon as he feels your mouth begin to lack pressure, he pulls you by the collar once again. As he reaches the back of your throat, you gag around him due to suddenness, while a little bit of drool slips past your lips.

He lets out shaky moans as his cock twitches as soon as he gazes back at you. He overtakes you and picks up the pace again, this time a bit more rough than before. He keeps fucking your throat at a relentless pace; each time his cock throbs or twitches it makes you leak more saliva as you gag and cough. Nikolai seems to be losing himself in frustration and pleasure, breathy and loud whines constantly escaping his throat as he keeps filling up yours without a break. You let out a snivelish whimper around his cock as he keeps vigorously letting out all his frustrations.

Your eyes roll back and your tongue slows down any movement as you feel too overwhelmed and he immediately pulls your collar by the leash, reminding you to please him. You almost immediately do so and his cock begins throbbing inside your throat as you can feel your cunt ache even more, wishing it was there instead. Nikolai gets closer to his orgasm, his legs shaking as he lets out even sharper, louder and more frequent whines. Suddenly, he pulls his cock out of your throat and mouth, leaving you to gasp from abruptness. He is breathing heavily as he grips the roots of your hair.

"I don't want to reward you like this just yet. You didn't work hard enough." he says in a breathy voice, swallowing as he tries to catch his breath. Then, he gently taps his cock on your cheek and you understand the desire he had.

"Mark it like a little slut, so it may belong to you again." he says in a calmer, but still bitter tone and you nod.

You gently place your teeth on his cock, sucking in the small portion of it. You go very slowly, not wanting to hurt him or annoy him even more, however it seems he had a different idea.

"Do it like you actually want to be deserving of it again. You want me to fuck you, no? Make it more fun." his grip tightens and you begin sucking on it more roughly. Nikolai throws his head back, letting out a guttural moan as you make the first red mark on his cock. You move your lips closer to the base of it, once again sliding the portion of his sensitive foreskin between your teeth and begin sucking in a harsher manner. He chokes out a few breathy whimpers, his cock making a longer twitch up and down as you keep going. After leaving another bruise, you move closer to the tip, repeating the process at the same pace and roughness as before.

Nikolai's grip on your hair weakens as he lets out a little whine, letting go of the leash in the process. You place a soft kiss once you finish the last hickey and he readjusts himself, expecting the same treatment for the other side of his cock. This time you start right beneath the tip of his cock, sucking on it just slightly gentler than before as you let your tongue brush over the in-making mark. You slowly let go of his skin, moving a bit lower, around the half of his cock and slide in the portion of the skin, switching your pace to harsher one. Nikolai lets out a prolonged, shaky moan as you suck on the sensitive skin.

You slowly let go of it, admiring the little red mark you made before you move lower, closer to the base and swiftly slide in the portion of the skin. You begin sucking on it greedily and relentlessly, making Nikolai let out an abrupt gasp out that mixes in with a whine. His grip on your hair tightens again as his cock twitches. You keep brushing your tongue over the bruise as you keep on marking his cock, letting your own neediness consume you. Nikolai lets out a few shaky whimpers as you continue, getting more rough. He weakens the grip on your hair as you finally let go of his skin, kissing the dark red mark filled with a bit lighter dots. Nikolai shivers as he lets go of your hair, gently pushing you on the bed. He smiles softly, his eyes still half-lidded and it seems like he has forgiven you. You adjust yourself on your back, letting your tied hands rest on top of your tummy as you spread your legs for Nikolai.

"You did well, I am surprised." he praises as he takes his pants off completely and swiftly takes something out of his coat before taking it off as well. He unbuttons his vest and lets it drop on the floor, skillfully hiding whatever he got out of his coat. As he finally takes his shirt off as well, he positions himself between your legs. You feel your cunt tingle as you leak more precum of excitement as you watch him, needy for friction and release.

"I have a surprise for you as well." he winks quickly as he shows you the toy that seems to have a thrusting dildo as well as clit stimulator. He puts it to the side for a moment.

"You should be wet enough by now." Nikolai says in a low tone and takes his gloves off, gently brushing the fingertips of one of his hands over your inner lips. You gasp in as he easily slides two of his fingers in and out of you. As soon as he extracts his fingers, he aligns the dildo with your entrance, slowly pushing it in and making you let out a soft whimper.

Once the little silicone ball reaches your clit, Nikolai turns the toy on. He sets low vibrations and slower, steady thrusts and it immediately makes your pussy clench around the toy, finally receiving so long awaited stimulation. He puts the clit stimulator on a sucking setting and a loud moan escapes your throat as the toy pleasures your clit and g-spot. Nikolai switches the thrusts to be faster, while keeping the vibrations low.

You feel like you could cum almost immediately, but then Nikolai raises the vibrations of the dildo as well which are suddenly a bit more overwhelming, making you lose your initial feeling of a building orgasm. You keep letting out shaky moans as your thighs begin to shake.

"I heard that the next level is a bit more stimulating, should I try it out?" he asks in a slightly sadistic tone with a little giggle to follow up and before you can say anything he switches vibrations to one level higher alongside the thrusts to be faster. You gasp out and try to close your legs, but before you are able to do so, Nikolai keeps them apart by spreading your knees with his hands. You barely move your tied hands to your inner thigh, digging your fingernails in your skin as the toy keeps vibrating and thrusting inside of you. The toy also keeps giving you sucking sensations on your clit making it overwhelming.

Your back arches as you keep on whimpering and moaning while Nikolai just keeps observing you, evidently enjoying the show you are giving him. You finally start adjusting to the sensations and pleasure is truly incredible. The toy keeps pressuring your g-spot perfectly as well as all the other sweet, sensitive and deep spots inside. Each time it gives a sucking sensation on your clit it brings you closer to your orgasm. You feel more precum leaking down your cunt sending shivers up your spine and arms. Your thighs begin tensing up, but still shaky as your filthy sounds fill up the room. You feel a layer of warmth underneath the skin of your lower tummy and your breathing gets quick and sharp as your orgasm approaches.

"Ahh, you are already going to cum? You are no fun." Nikolai says in a teasing tone, his eyes lickerish with a hint of sadism. You can't even answer properly as you feel lightheaded from an upcoming orgasm, you feel its edge finally spreading inside of you. Suddenly, Nikolai turns the toy off and you gasp out in disappointment, heavily breathing as the tension of your body just melts away alongside your soon-to-be orgasm.

"Fuck, don't stop now." you say a bit breathless as you move your head up slightly to observe Nikolai.

"You didn't deserve to cum, did you?" he asks as he rests his cheek on your knee, gazing at you with an offended eyes.

"If this is about Sigma, I already said I am sorry-" before you can defend yourself properly, he turns on the toy again, earning a sudden gasp from you. This time he only turns on the thrusts and vibrations setting them to be quick and intense. Your head falls back on the pillow as your hips twitch. He turns on the clit-sucking setting every other moment just for a second to tease you more. Each time he does it, a sharp whimper escapes your throat.

"I don't want to hear you say his name while you are with me. Since you still can, it means I just need to play with you more until you can't anymore." he says heatedly as he raises vibrations. You choke on your own breath as the toy relentlessly pleasures your sensitive spots inside, sending aggressive tingles up your body.

"Fi-fine. I am sorry!" you voice out loudly between the moans, Nikolai keeps your thighs in place as the toy keeps thrusting inside of you, making it unable to move and making you take it all as it is. He doesn't seem impressed by your apology.

"I won't do it ever again!" you almost cry out and the only response you get is Nikolai turning off the thrusts and vibrations, while turning on the clit stimulator. This time he adjusts it to tongue-like sensation and it immediately makes your lower tummy turn into a knot. You feel another wave of an upcoming orgasm raising quickly inside of you, your legs shaking slightly. You dig your nails into your inner thigh once again, the rope slightly scratching your wrists from all the movement. A chain of your loud whimpers fills up the room as you clench around the dildo, leaking more precum as you feel your release on the edge again.

"Please don't turn it off this time!" you say quickly, desperate for an orgasm as your hips twitch. Unfortunately, opposed to your desire, Nikolai turns off the toy again. You gasp in frustration as he turns on the dildo again. Thrusts are even faster this time, not even a one second break before it pressures your g-spot over and over again. You bite down on your lip, closing your eyes tightly from pleasure, irritation and desperation blending together.

"Fuck! I am so sorry! I promise I will never do it again, it was a dumb thing to do, I get it!" you yell out your words between the little gasps. Nikolai slowly begins stroking his cock as he watches you.

"Sig-, no! No one could replace you, I swear! I am sorry, please, forgive me!" you keep on desperately trying to get his affection back and the only response you get is Nikolai turning on the vibrations, slightly weaker ones.

"Give me a little bit more of that." he says slightly breathless as he keeps stroking his cock. You let out a softer moan as your hips twitch and the toy hits multiple sensitive spots.

"You are the only one for me and I will never-" a sudden gasp stops you for a moment as the toy makes the heat inside your lower tummy unbearable. Nikolai swiftly begins turning the clit-sucking part on and off, silently "encouraging" you. You let out a moan, hardly able to gather your thoughts.

"I will never look at anyone else or do something like this again! I just missed you and did a petty thing! I promise you are the only one." your voice becomes thin by the end as Nikolai lets the sucking part to stimulate your clit alongside the dildo inside your cunt. You let out softer moans at first, but they gradually turn into sharper whines as Nikolai raises the intensity of vibrations and sucking. Thrusts are still fast, not giving a single break to your g-spot. Due to vibrations all of your other sweet spots are stimulated as well, while the clit-sucking part sends tingles through your body. Your whines grow sharper as your orgasm gets closer. Hot waves spread inside your body over and over again as your hips twitch.

Nikolai lets out softer whimpers as he keeps stroking his cock, dripping precum out of his tip. You dig your nails inside your skin once more as your back arches, the sensations becoming too much. You feel your climax quickly spreading inside of you and your breathing becomes quicker and heavier as it reaches the most intensity. You let out shamelessly filthy moans as your whole body twitches and quivers, your release making you lightheaded as the toy keeps pleasuring you without a break. You faintly hear Nikolai's whimpers as he keeps stroking his cock, your orgasm slowly melting away.

Nikolai swiftly extracts the toy out of you, a quick whimper escaping your throat, and he aligns his cock with your entrance, sliding it inside your cunt greedily. He begins thrusting in an eager manner, prolonging ends of your orgasm just a bit more as the tip of his cock meets your sweet spot inside. You weakly wrap your legs around his hips as he swiftly unties your hands, sneaking his fingers between yours. He brings both of your hands next to your head while holding them with his own; his thrusts quick and sharp. You let out soft moan as Nikolai keeps whimpering, needy for his own release that is quick to build up.

"So you forgive me?" you ask in a slightly tired voice as you enjoy the pleasure of his cock sliding in and out of your cunt, hitting all your favorite spots.

"How could I not when you gave me such a nice show?" he responds between the thrusts, his fingers squeezing your hand as a sudden loud whine escapes his lungs, his cock twitching inside of you. You gasp as he makes a deep, sharp thrust deep inside your leaking cunt and holds still a moment. You squeeze your legs around him as his thrusts continue at a quick and harsh pace.

His cock twitches couple of more times and he leans in, placing a messy kiss on your lips as he finally lets his release win over him. A whip of cum fills you up sending shivers through your legs and lower tummy and your cunt clenches around him. He keeps whimpering on your lips, unable to move away as he keeps thrusting inside of you for the whole duration of his orgasm. You let out breathy moans as your pussy feels overly stimulated, but way too good to complain.

"You still have a collar on...how about we give others more of a show as well?" he asks slyly, looking at you with low gaze.

"As long as you don't get jealous again." you tease him with a little smile and he giggles as he continues sliding his cock in and out of you, gradually getting hard again.

You were in for a long day.

The End :) <3

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fyorina · 3 months

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ᡣ𐭩 NAP TIME WITH NIKOLAI!

FEATURING: nikolai gogol

SUMMARY: nap time with nikolai is always eventful one way or another—you've gotten used to it. you think. (wordcount: 900ish; sfw; fem!reader)

AUTHOR'S NOTES: 1) is anyone having issues editing drafts on mobile?? it's not letting me. 2) does anyone know how to fix the dividers not letting posts show up in the tags glitch D: i am suffering

“nikolai.”

“yes, my dove?”

“what are you doing?”

you sigh softly as you card your fingers through his soft hair, absently feeling the man trace patterns on your skin with the tip of a knife. you don’t know where he got it—he isn’t wearing his overcoat so it’s not like he could have grabbed it from where it was stashed in his pocket dimension.

he’s not nearly tracing hard enough to break your skin—if anything, it feels like a faint tickle—but it had woken you up from where you were dozing off, so you’re a bit annoyed.

“… nothing,” nikolai replies, voice hesitant and laced with such a suspicious tone that it has you cracking your eyes open to give him an equally suspicious look.

nikolai looks deceptively innocent as he tilts his head up to look up at you, eyes wide and expression soft. the knife is nowhere to be seen, he must have stuffed it up his sleeve. your eyes narrow, nikolai pouts at the expression.

“nikolai, if you cut me with that knife, i’ll chop off your hair,” you threaten watching a horrified expression cross his face before letting your head fall back against the pillow, intent on trying to get a nap in before fyodor barges in and demands for the two of you to get back to work.

nikolai is silent for a moment, but too soon he says: “no you won’t,” and then cackles and adds, “you looooooove my hair.”

you peek your eyes back open, a bit more irate now when you catch the wide grin on nikolai’s face, eyes dancing as he looks up at you. “do you know what i love more than your hair?” you ask as you brush your fingers through his long, white locks. when he waits for you to answer your own question, you tell him, “not having my sleep interrupted.”

you tug his hair hard, painfully, and you roll your eyes when nikolai only lets out a moan, eyes fluttering shut.

“you’re disgusting,” you say, albeit fondly, as you release his hair and go back to stroking it softly. “put the knife away and rest.”

you hear a clanging sound as nikolai carelessly tosses the knife off the bed and against the wall. instead of laying his head back on your chest like he usually does when you want to nap but he’s not tired, he scooches up the bed to rest his head on the pillow next to you. you smile when you feel him hook an arm around your waist, tugging you back toward him so your body is flush to his.

“thought you weren’t tired,” you murmur softly, eyes sliding shut as you melt into him. it’s not often that you get to lay up with nikolai like this, he’s rarely tired enough to actually nap with you—he usually just lays on you until you fall asleep and then disappears to find someone to harass.

“hmmm, i changed my mind, little koshenya!” he says, although you can’t help but notice that he doesn’t sound all too tired, a playful lilt to his voice as he nuzzles his face in your hair.

“oh yeah?” you ask, amused, yawning as your eyes begin to drift shut again. the weight of his arm draped around you is familiar and comforting and you can feel his breath warm against the shell of your ear.

“mhmm!” nikolai agrees, still sounding a bit too energetic for you to actually believe he’s tired—you figure he has ulterior motives but you don’t know what they are, and that slightly terrifies you.

it doesn’t terrify you enough to rouse you, though, because you can hardly hold your eyes open as you bring your hand to where nikolai’s is resting on your waist, intertwining your fingers with his.

he hums softly, his chest rumbling gently against your back—an old lullaby that you recall him mentioning as one of the few things he remembers from his mother during his childhood. his thumb rubs soft circles on your waist while he nudges his nose against your head, occasionally pressing kisses to your hair between the lullaby’s verses.

and you bask, because nikolai is rarely as docile as he is in this moment and you want to savor it. a part of you wants to try to stay awake, but it’s hard with the warmth of his body spreading through you and the low, smooth hums of nikolai’s voice in your ear, chest reverberating against you.

“sleep, my dove,” nikolai coos between his hums. “i have a surprise for you tomorrow.”

and that more than slightly terrifies you because surprises from nikolai rarely end well, but by the time the words finally process, he’s already back to humming and lulling you to sleep—purposely, you now realize sleepily.

“better be a good one, kolya,” you sigh to yourself, not even sure if the words are intelligible, but if the way nikolai’s hums briefly are interrupted by a sharp, jarring giggle have anything to say about it, they are.

“of course, it will be,” he promises cryptically. “now sleep, little koshenya.”

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gogolatte · 1 month

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Rises the moon.

✧ pairing. Doa3 x gn!reader

✧ word count. 2k.

✧ contents. fluff, ooc doa3, relationships are not specified (this is not necessarily romantic, take it as you please <3), mostly self-indulgent. if I missed anything, please tell me.

✧ author's note. it's been so long since i posted anything,,, i hope this is good enoughwaaaaeuxjwunxsk

It was past midnight and the apartment was enveloped in silence. You couldn't hear anyone talking in the living room, meaning everyone was asleep.

To be able to enjoy a quiet rest in this place was rare. Midnights are the most bustling hours, when everyone gathers to discuss “important” business until early in the morning, before leaving for whatever they have to do.

Considering this, you could have had a nice sleep for once… if it wasn’t for the rain storming outside.

A sudden thunder crash caused you to abruptly wake up in the middle of your dream— Your heart thumping quickly against your chest and your breath coming out in heavy gasps. You felt disoriented for a few seconds until you eventually calmed down.

Usually, storms don’t scare you, in fact, they’re quite enjoyable along with a lecture or a movie, but not now when you're alone in your room and in the middle of the night, surrounded by the darkness and with your vision barely helping you to perceive your surroundings.

Among the dark, shadows shape into tall monsters lurking from the corner of your room, seemingly waiting for the right moment to lay their ghostly hands on you before disappearing after each lightning. The brief second of luminance makes you realize that those shadows are just that, no one was going to actually hurt you.

Yet, going back into the land of dreams was difficult under these circumstances.

You tried by closing your eyes, ignoring the “monsters” and the loud rumbling of the thunderstorm, and taking deep breaths to calm your unsteady heart but you just couldn't fall asleep. The unsafe sensation wouldn't go away, perhaps until the sun rises again.

However, you had some kind of idea that could help you sleep.

You sat on your bed for a while, contemplating the storm through the window that doesn't seem to end anytime soon and trying to gain the courage to leave your room.

Maybe this idea wasn't the best one you could have, but it was the first thing that came to your sleepy brain, and it's not like you were in the mood to think of any consequences due to what you were going to do.

With a light groan, you leave the comfort of your bed and grab your fluffy pillow in between your arms. The wooden floor cracks under your feet as you make your way to the door of your room then carefully opening it, peeking through the small gap, making sure no dangers are around before stepping outside.

Luckily, the hallway was slightly illuminated with one lamp that hung from the ceiling— The old wooden floor cracks under your deliberated steps as you make your way to his room. Once you stand in front of it, and just as you place a hand on the knob, another sudden thunder makes you jerk in surprise.

Was that a sign from God to not do this?

Without properly rethinking —also too tired to think of any potential risks— you twist the knob, and immediately your eyes land on his sleeping peaceful form; almost completely wrapped with a blanket but letting you see his face. His lips barely parted and his eyelashes rested over his cheeks.

It's not every day when you see Fyodor sleeping on a comfy mattress…

Until now, you had always seen him working day and night underground, sitting in front of his bright purple monitor screen and typing away weird codes or messages that seemed impossible for you to deceive. And if he was not working underground, instead, he was taking a stroll through the city or drinking tea in some restaurant that picked his curiosity.

But sleeping didn't seem to be like a normal activity for him to do.

“To what do I owe this pleasure, hm?”

Fyodor's groggy voice makes you snap out of your thoughts. Now he’s looking at you with a gentle smile as you stand on his doorframe, gripping your pillow awkwardly as you wait for some type of permission— And almost as if he’s reading your mind, he motions for you to come closer with his hand.

The mattress sinks under your weight as you get into the bed and place your pillow just beside his. Wasting no time, Fyodor wraps his blanket around your frame. And it takes some time for you to realize that he's gladly sharing his personal space, which adds to another unusual thing he's doing tonight.

“I couldn't sleep.” You mutter, as he pulls you closer.

“Why's that, dearest?”

“The storm…”

A small chuckle escaped his lips, finding adorable the fact that you needed company just because of a mere storm. Though, he knew the answer even before you said it.

One of his hands —usually cold— is now warming up your cheek, cupping it and rubbing small circles with his thumb as if to soothe you, to tell that he’s there for you without any words needed, simply light touches and whispers shared in between the two.

And for a small second you return the gesture, gently tracing the dark circles underneath his eyes as you scan his features; his thin eyebrows, his purple eyes, and his nose before finally stopping at his lips— His lower lip a little bitten and red.

Unconsciously, your own lips twitch upwards as your mind clouds with the idea of kissing every inch of his pale skin, having him softly laughing underneath you.

To hide your smile, you rest your head against his chest, pressing your ear to where his heart is. The soft thud makes a gentle symphony, a calming sound, that allows any tension left in your body to slip away. Fyodor’s presence fills your senses, making you forget about the rain violently storming outside. Something pulls you closer as your arms wrap around him.

Fyodor doesn’t complain of the proximity, instead, his slender fingers play with your hair, twirling it around his digits or untying knots that were made while you were sleeping before the thunder strike woke you up.

It’s not a surprise that your eyelids eventually start feeling heavy, with all the sweet caresses and the warmth provided, your body is ready to resume your sleep, enveloped in the most comfortable shelter you could ever ask for—

“Oh…”

One of Fyodor's hands cups the back of your head tenderly, pulling you flush against him as if to avoid someone from snatching his most precious thing.

“…What’s wrong, Fedya?” You want to pull away, but a high-pitched giggle comes from behind you, accompanied by the sound of rustling the sheets.

Seems like we have company.

“What are you two doing sleeping without me? That's mean… Leaving a friend out is not nice, dovey.” Nikolai grumbles as he climbs to the bed, lying on his side and hugging you from behind, “Why not come to me when the storm startles your peaceful sleep, hm?

The jester seems not afraid in the slightest to have physical contact with Fyodor, or anyone really…

You can feel his hand removing Fyodor's from your head before he nuzzles against the crook of your neck; the tip of his nose brushes up and down your skin purposely to tickle you. Oh, how much Nikolai loved hearing your giggles as you squirmed around his bear hug, it made his heart almost beat out of his chest.

“I do not recall asking you to show up in my room, Nikolai.” By the tone of his voice, Fyodor doesn't seem pleased with the additional company taking space on his bed and ruining your peaceful encounter.

Nikolai’s hands trail up your ribs, and without any warning, he begins tickling you— not stopping even as you try to pry them away among laughs.

“Dove, you’re not gonna make me leave, are you?” He whispers against your ear, voice whiny and you are almost completely sure that he's pouting right now, hoping you at least feel pity for leaving him out, “Tell Dos that you want me to stay…”

But just by eyeing Fyodor, the answer is more than clear on his face. Refuting his words to let Nikolai sleep with the two of you is most likely ending with you and the jester being kicked out.

“C'mon, C'mon! You're scared of the storm, aren't you, birdie?” Nikolai pecks your cheek and pets your hair dramatically. “Poor baby! Shouldn't we help this frail dove together, Dos?”

“There's no need for that.” Fyodor's patience is going thin.

Nikolai clicks his tongue in annoyance, sitting up on the bed with his arms crossed like a child and glaring at Fyodor for a while, trying to convince him just by holding eye contact until he gives up, knowing there’s no room for negotiating.

“Fine, I'll leave… Gosh, you're such a killjoy.”

As he slips out the bed, muttering curses under his breath, Fyodor sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. It's not the first —and definitely not the last— time he has to put up with Nikolai’s behavior.

God blessed him this time, it seems. He didn't need to make too much of a fuss to make Nikolai leave.

When the door opens and the jester intruder is ready to leave in order to resume the calming moment that Fyodor was truly appreciating, instead of leaving, Nikolai throws his arms up in the air excitedly.

“Dear Sigma! What a great surprise!”

The casino manager stands in the doorframe, rubbing one of his eyes. It appears like his sleep was interrupted as well.

“Uhm… Could you guys keep it down, please? I woke up because you're so noisy and I'm trying to—”

Sigma didn't have time to finish speaking before he was dragged by Nikolai, tugging on his sleeve and pulling him to the bed. Fyodor’s bed. Then pushing him down to the mattress as if he was nothing but another plushie added to the collection.

“Gogol! I didn’t come here to have a sleepover!” Sigma complains, rolling his eyes before meeting your gaze, and giving you an awkward smile.

Then meeting Fyodor's.

Something didn’t seem to add up.

“Am I… missing something?”

“This little dove needs our help, my dear friend! You see, the storm ruffled their lovely feathers so they needed to shelter in our embrace.”

Sigma raises an eyebrow at the jester’s words, and even if he's stuck in this —unwanted— situation it's not difficult to understand the message. He sighs, lying back on the bed and holding your hand, “It’s going to be okay, angel.”

He gives your hand a reassuring squeeze before bringing it to his lips and placing a soft peck on the back of it. He cares about you more than he hates having to deal with Nikolai.

The four of you managed to fit in Fyodor's bed with little space in between. Nikolai's head is now resting on your chest, him in between your legs, his arms around your waist. On the other hand, Fyodor and Sigma were lying on each side of you, either playing with your hair or stroking your hand. Any soft touch brings you closer to dozing off.

Fyodor mutters a small apology because of his "friends" behavior. His fingers graze your palm before he locks his fingers with yours as well. Silence slowly begins flooding the room; you feel perfectly safe with them around, so you close your eyes, letting your body relax.

“Oh! I have the greatest idea, how about we have a sleepover and do our nails and—”

“Nikolai.” The three of you called his name almost as if grounding a child; making the jester frown and pout.

You couldn't suppress your giggles, thinking that this might be the first —and the last— time you'll have the three men from the same dangerous organization sleeping together in the same bed only because they care about you, in their own way.

The storm slowly fades away, forgotten in the warmth of their embrace.

When waking up the next morning, you'll have to face the pain in your limbs from being entangled around them… And wondering how you and Fyodor ended up in between Sigma and Nikolai's hug.

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justcallmesakira · 27 days

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DOA trio (Fyodor, Nikolai, Sigma) separately with a fem reader who

Absolutely loves everything pink, frilly and with bows.

Nsfw and sfw PLEEASSEE.

Fyodor definitely has an innocence kink or something..

"TIED YOU UP WITH RIBBONS"

Sypnosis: DOA trio with a s/o who is just obsessed with frilly dollete stuff!

Genre: fluff, smut

Warnings: bondage, clit teasing, use of vibrator, hickeys

A/N: PLEASE I LOVE DIS REQUEST SO FUCKING MUCH BECAUSE LITEARLY ME

FYODOR definitely likes well dressed women, its just his type!

I am pretty sure he can easily get you all types frilly stuff its really easy for him

Though he sometimes wonders why you are so obsessed with it infact hes more shocked when he sees your curtained bedroom

His eyes being flashed by all sorts of stuff like teddies, plushies bows pretty clothes

Sure he will act a bit judgy when he finally takes a seat in your feathery brown sofa but he will get used to it

No because i can see both yalls aesthetic being opposite he might even match fits with you!

Like for example for him dark coquette and you light coquette

Imagine calmly walking beside a lake in the afternoon with the clouds like gloomy???

I think he also likes seeing you in dolly like clothes like pink lolita skirts, big PUFFY ones and i mean puffy puffy.

NSFW MENTIONS★

I can totally see this one ride of a man have an innocence kink

I personally cant see fyodor be into bondage but he absolutely loves edging you for hours

Pressing a pink vibrator against you clit and watching you with a sadistic face as you whimper and beg to be his little fuck doll

Fyodor absolutely loves ruining your innocence especially if its in your bedroom because the you will be constantly reminded of last night

I can assure you NIKOLAI is more obsessed with dressing you like his doll then you being obsessed with pink

Not only in dollete clothes also in maid dresses with frills, pink nurse costumes, maybe even jester clothes

If you dont like the red and yellow then he will jjst make dress you into a soft pink and baby blue parriot like melanie in her Glued Up mv.

He loves doing your make up the most whether its heavy or just tinted he can do it pretty well

But what he enjoys the mlst is teasing you like asking you to mark him by revealing his collar

Nikolai definitely calls you innocent lamb, little fleece, angellete every type of pet name like this

Sometimes if you ask him to tie the ribbon he might tie it a bit too tight just to see you squirm in discomfort

NSFW MENTIONS ★

He definitely has a doll kink, shifting you here and there and using you like a marionette

Tying you up with pink laces, your wrists above your head just so he can see your pretty face whine and squirm

OKAY HEAR ME OUT nikolai specifically buying you those pretty lingerie sets you know the ones with like a transparent layer on top?

Nikolai very touchy so expect a larger hand at the top of you thighs at all times or stroking your white stockings randomly

I dont really know what to type for SIGMA because he already memorized your characteristics and stuff you like!

For example if you like big poofy skirt you will already have 10 different of them in ur closet all ready!

Hes actually intrested in your style

So one time you tied his hair in a ribbon and you just couldnt stop luaghing

I think sigma has really skilled hands so he can style your hair with different clips!

He isnt really a menace like the other two so you will just find him staring at your cotton teddies

You two switch both of them at night and he likes your one better because it reeks of strawberry <3

NSFW MENTIONS ★

Personally the thing i can see him doing is making you place hickeys on his neck

SORRY but i jst cant see him be kinky with an innocent type reader

He just wants to cuddle with you man😭

Infact sigma probably blushes and curses himself whenever hes staring at your stockings for too long

A/n: sorry it was short also FIRST TIME WRITING SMUT!!!

Tags! : @inojuuy @little-miss-chaoss @terururuko

Divider crds! : @muruffin

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cherrieflavouredheadcanons · 2 months

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hi hii! when you have the time, could you do headcanons for nikolai when he’s lovesick and pining for someone that he has a crush on? also pls stay safe from covid🙏🏾🙏🏾

…Oh god this took me so long to answer based on the stay safe from covid message. (Ik covid still exists but no one really wishes that anymore) I am so sorry for how long this took me to answer, I hope you like it! CW: Reader gets hurt (not by Nikolai), "Who did this to you?" trope used, Usual Nikolai behaviour GN Reader

Nikolai crushing on you

At first he doesn’t even realise he has developed a crush. Sure he likes being around you and annoying you, but he does that with everyone in his life so why should this be different? At least that is what he thinks. That is until he starts noticing the small details about you. Like how your nose scrunches up slightly when he is extra annoying or the twinkle in your eyes or the way your laugh can light up a room and -

Holy shit he has developed a crush.

Nikolai is just confused when the realisation hits him. He honestly had no idea when or how it happened, suddenly you were everything he could think about and he longed to see you smile. If he was having a bad day a smile from you could make it better.

Now let's be real here. Nikolai is not a subtle man. So his pining won’t be subtle either. He is not the type of guy who lovingly gazes at you and says nothing just to hope you will notice his yearning. He of course still lovingly gazes at you but that’s more something he does in secret and not his main form of pining.

His way of flirting is to be as annoying as possible. Be prepared for him to pop out at random moments and scare you, just so he can see your surprised face. Nikolai will also just get 100 times more clingy. You could do literally anything and you will have an Ukranian clown hanging around you.

While you of course notice that he is more clingy, you don’t think much of it. Nikolai sometimes has random mood swings so who knows, maybe this was just one of them? He is a bit annoyed that you don’t catch up on his flirting and pining, because he thinks it's obvious.

While he still is his goofball self around you, there is one moment where you see a side of him you have never seen before, and it surprises you.

You somehow had gotten involved into a fight with some ability users and came out of it with bruises and a bit of blood on you. You had planned to just quickly get home and wash it off and treat your wounds. That was until Nikolai suddenly appeared out of nowhere to surprise hug you, making you yelp in pain because he had pressed on a bruise.

He let go immediately and took a good look at you, taking in your battered up sigh. His normally playful look turns cold and serious. His voice even drops deeper when he asks you “Who did this to you?” You don’t want to answer, knowing how he can get but he insists. When you look into his eyes you expect the crazy look he gets when he is about to go murder someone, but instead you see worry, fear and…love. All things you never expected to see in Nikolai’s eyes. Seeing how he looks at you, you decide to tell him who hurt you, though still somewhat reluctantly.

Once he has the information he needs, Nikolai kisses your forehead and leaves to take care of the people who hurt you. And maybe, once he is done and has disposed of them he is going to ask you out on a date. Afterall he deserves a reward for what he is about to do.

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juunobox · 7 months

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──★ ˙ ̟ sitting on nikolai's lap and testing his limits by pretending oblivious. (nikolai gogol x gn! reader)

summary: enjoying ice cream while u sit on his lap, intentionally moving around in ways that'd turn him on but pretending you have no idea what you were doing to annoy him lol warnings: n/sfw. no actual woohoo scene , just the teasing leading up to that, and i don't use explicit languages here but u can tell what's happening note: i have mixed feelings ab this one i think im having writer's block idk help me e i hope u enjoyed tho

"Me, oh my, looks like someone is enjoying themselves a liiittle too much," Nikolai chuckled whilst playfully tousling your [h/c] hair, causing you to nod with a laugh. "I didn't expect myself to enjoy it this much, either– carnivals are typically crowded places- but this was a pleasant surprise," you admitted with glee.

Initially, you hesitated to accept the invitation to go visit a carnival with Nikolai because you have a dislike for crowded and busy environments, but his company made a significant difference.

Whenever you started feeling overwhelmed, Nikolai, with his keen eyes would almost immediately notice it– immediately whisking you away into his arms; using his overcoat to move the both of you to a quieter spot nearby and stay there until you felt better before continuing the activities.

Nikolai was enthusiastic throughout, and although keeping up with his energy was challenging– seeing his beaming excitement warmed your heart and kept you going. His eagerness to explore every nook and cranny of the carnival while still making sure to take breaks just for you was a gesture you deeply appreciated.

Nikolai grinned, "See? I knew you'd enjoy it, dove!" You responded with another nod, mirroring his satisfaction in how today's events had turned out pleasantly. Leaving the carnival behind, the two of you walked in comfortable silence for a moment.

As the lively lights slowly faded into the dusky evening, you and Nikolai wandered into a nearby park. Typically bustling with activity, the park had now settled into a peaceful hush, possibly due to the approaching darkness. Nikolai's eyes suddenly lit up as he exclaimed, "[Y/N], look over there! An ice cream vendor with Halloween-themed flavors!" He pointed at the vendor with an enthusiastic grin, slightly jumping in his spot. "Wow, they have 'blood' flavor! We have to try it." He tugged your arm, coaxing you to join him. "Let's gooo!"

Even though you weren't in the mood for any more sweets after indulging in them with Nikolai in the carnival earlier– it was difficult to resist his gleeful enthusiasm, so you responded with a smile and a nod. The vendor appeared pleasantly surprised by Nikolai's striking excitement for the sweet, cold dessert. He ordered 'blood' flavored ice creams for both of you, but Nikolai's cone contained an unexpected swirl of vanilla.

He happily accepted it, paid the vendor, took your hand in his before leaving.

"He was so kind, wasn't he? Giving me the vanilla flavor as well," Nikolai giggled softly while savoring the ice cream. You agreed with a small giggle, "Yeah, I think he appreciated your excitement. It's not every day you see someone this thrilled about getting an ice cream."

"Hahaha! I hope that's true," Nikolai laughed before taking a taste of the ice cream. "Oh, turns out this is strawberry jam," he remarked, taking another lick of the dessert. "Just the right amount of sweetness! What do you think, dove?"

You tasted your own ice cream before replying, "Mmm, it's good, I agree!" You glanced at Nikolai, who was enjoying his treat with repeated nods in silent approval. "Can I taste the vanilla flavor, Kolya?

"Sure thing!" Nikolai smiled and lowered his hand, offering you a taste of the vanilla. You leaned in to taste it- approving the taste, "The vanilla is so creamy," and returned to enjoying your own ice cream.

Unbeknownst to you, his gaze lingered on your lips for a little longer. "Isn't it? Sooo good!" he forced a grin on his face, promptly looking away– pretending that the sight of you tasting his ice cream earlier didn't make him feel nor think of certain things that shall remain… unspoken. At least for now.

As you both strolled a little further, you came across an unoccupied bench. Nikolai abruptly halted and turned to you, saying, "Let's sit here for a bit!" He tugged your arm, guiding you to the bench before taking a seat himself.

Leaning back against the wooden bench, he savored the taste of his ice cream; legs spreading slightly as he relished the treat. It was difficult not to look at his legs— his thighs, his lap. Your eyes remain fixated on his lap, and a familiar desire stirred within you.

You often fantasized about sitting on his lap; his thick thighs looked incredibly alluring. Or, perhaps you just yearned for something more. You wanted to feel them… on you, against you– experience that closeness in some way or another.

That's why now, instead of taking the empty space beside him, you boldly plopped down on Nikolai's lap.

He was taken aback by the sudden contact, his eyes widening in surprise. It nearly caused him to drop his ice cream. "[y/n], what would you do if I dropped my ice cream?!" he proclaimed theatrically, a small laugh accompanying it.

Despite his words, you chose to ignore them and continued to enjoy your ice cream while making yourself comfortable on his lap.

Nikolai, maintaining his playful tone, remarked, "Someone's feeling a bit daring today, I see~?"

With faux innocence, you replied without even sparing him a glance. "What? I just wanted to sit here. Your lap always seems like a comfortable seat to me." Not giving him any chance to respond, you continued by shifting your sitting position on his lap.

He chuckled, "Suuure. Comfortable, is it?" Nikolai said smugly, clearly seeing through your intentions but didn't make a comment on it. "But we're in a public space, [y/n]. Don't you think people might find this… at least a teeny bit inappropriate?"

Nikolai wasn't wrong. You knew exactly what you were doing at this moment: teasing him– but this time, you intended to play the innocent. After all, he was always the one poking fun on you. This would be a sort of payback. Fair, right?

"Kolya, I'm just sitting on your lap, trying to find a good position. These hard wooden benches aren't very forgiving," you responded with mock ignorance, enjoying your ice cream and continuing to shift your position on his lap, pressing down against him even more.

Nikolai's words caught in his throat at this, feeling your movements. Oh, his expression was priceless – if you could see it. He's trying so hard to pretend he's just as oblivious as you are; but his flushed cheeks, the glistening sweat on his forehead, and the way he nibbled on his lower lip– revealed everything.

There was a brief pause before you heard a response from Nikolai in the form of a soft hum. "Hm~ well, if you insist." He leaned back, trying to relax again and enjoy his ice cream that's starting to melt a little.

What you were doing was clearly having an effect on him, but he was valiantly attempting to maintain his composure. You looked around, spotting a dog passing by in the distance. You jumped a bit on the spot, intentionally pressing down on him even more. "Oh, a cute dog," you exclaimed, "Kolya, look!" you extended an arm and pointed in the direction where the dog is, deliberately ignoring his reactions as you continued to shift on his lap.

The clown's eyes widened once again, sucking in a sharp breath as you moved. He almost let out a moan. Almost. In his mind, you were practically grinding on him, because, well, that is exactly what you're doing– it's just that you're pretending clueless to it.

Nikolai's hand drifted to the edge of the bench, his fingers gripping it tightly as you continued to move. He blinked slowly at the sensation, releasing a quiet, almost imperceptible sigh. It was becoming progressively more challenging for him to keep his composure.

"Dove... You're moving a bit too–" he said in a hoarse, unsteady voice. But before he could finish what he was trying to say, you quickly interrupted, "Oh! That really sucks. I wanted to see the dog's face up close; it already looks incredibly cute from here!" You continued to move, undeterred by his pleas.

Nikolai's blush intensified, "[Y/N]," He swallowed, transitioning from gripping the bench to placing his hand on your hip, attempting to keep you from moving...

But you just continued and kept going.

"Aaah," you gasped, posing disappointment as your eyes followed the dog racing away. You kicked your legs and held onto Nikolai's thighs even tighter, leaning back, "The dog ran away." You murmured, maintaining the feigned innocence to the impact of your actions on him up until now, but finally putting a stop to it.

Nikolai was noticeably sweating, his breathing slightly heavier. You were in such close proximity to him, practically pressed against his body– you could feel the heat emanating from him.

Just as you were preparing to rise from his lap, he finally spoke up. "Nope. Come back here," Nikolai's grip on your hip suddenly tightened, leaving you with no choice but to remain in close contact with him. You were caught off guard by the sensation, your eyes widening as a soft gasp escaped your lips.

"Hey," you began, attempting to speak and make eye contact, but Nikolai swiftly nuzzled your neck and slid his hand beneath your shirt, gently caressing your skin. His touch sent shivers down your spine, accompanied by a flutter in your lower stomach. "Kolya, wait," you squirmed, trying to stop him; but instead– ended up losing your balance. Your ice cream tumbled into your lap, the creamy substance sliding down in between your thighs.

Nikolai paused and leaned back, assessing the mess with a small pout. "Hm, your ice cream spilled... What a waste." His hand swiftly ventured further upwards, tugging onto your shirt. "If you remove this, then I can use it to wipe the ice cream off your thighs," he suggested with a mischievous giggle, slipping a finger underneath.

Your cheeks turned red at his words. "I'm not doing that," you held onto his arm, preventing him from going further. "Not here-"

"Oh, my prettiest dove, you were the one who initiated this... I knew what you were doing, moving around on my lap like that!" he chuckled, "But, fine." Nikolai finally withdrew his hand before gently helping you get off his lap before standing up.

"Let's head over to that alley instead. I'll help you clean that up!" Nikolai chirped with a sly grin, his cheerful tone contrasting with the true intentions behind his proposal.

You nodded and walked alongside him, the stickiness from the ice cream made walking a bit uncomfortable– but the prospect of getting rid of the sticky feeling soon was somewhat relieving.

Then, you suddenly felt Nikolai's hand on your thigh, where the ice cream had spilled. You jumped at the sudden touch, turning to glare at him. He met your gaze with a playful giggle, licking the ice cream off his fingers.

"Did you just—"

"It's called not wasting food, [Y/N]!" He giggled, eyeing you suggestively, "I'll clean the rest of it too, don't you worry~"

#idk how to tag this one.#bsd x gender neutral reader #nikolai bsd x reader #nikolai gogol bsd #bsd x reader #nikolai gogol x reader #nikolai x you #nikolai x y/n #nikolai gogol x you #help #bsd x y/n #bsd x you

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scarletta-ruan · 1 year

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helloo, how are you? hope you're doing good! could you do a scenario with sigma, nikolai, fyodor and jouno where reader haves a mental breakdown in front of them??? you can choose the motive!

anyways, take care! i love requesting here, you're so kind and your writing is perfect 😭😭😭

SIGMA, NIKOLAI, FYODOR AND JOUNO WITH HIS SOMEONE HAS MENTAL BREAKDOWN

WARNING: OOC, mention of suicidal thought, reader is trying to against the mental breakdown, character is going to comfort them, soft!character

TYPE: Scenario

PAIRING: Sigma || Nikolai Gogol || Fyodor Dostoevsky || Saigiku Jouno x fem!reader

WORDCOUNTS: 0.9+ words

NOTES: Oh, and you too are also precious since you love putting request here. I hope that I would have more and more works for you to enjoy in the future. And your request is finally here.

1. Sigma

Sigma paid his attention to you when he heard you let out a long sigh again, just a few hours had passed and you gave him some signs that you weren’t in a good mood. This did hurt his heart for a bit, because he couldn’t stand your sadness. That was when Sigma approached the couch where you were sitting. Like normal, you just leaned on his shoulder and let out another sigh. Sigma wasn’t feeling good now, his mind came up with lots of questions when you showed off this side of yours.

“Is there anything… okay to you?”

“I’m just… not feeling good, you know.”

You chuckled bitterly, and when your eyes faced him Sigma saw a gleam of darkness was hiding deep in your eyes. So dark, so alone, even so… empty. Then again, you buried your face into your palms and groaned.

“Everythings is just too much for me. And I… am too tired for everything. I think I should-”

I think I should die. You couldn’t say those words out loud even if you wanted to, but when somebody faced their loved one they wouldn’t have any courage to show that person the weakness they had been carrying in their heart. Suddenly, you felt someone’s warmth surrounding your body. When you lifted your head up, Sigma slowly pulled you closer to him, he let your ear close to his heart.

So gentle, so warm, so precious, you thought all of this was too much, Sigma was always there when you needed some help. His arms around you felt more tight, then he whispered.

“Don’t… Don’t say that. It is too much for you, right? Then, will you take a breath in my arms?”

The heartbeat resounded in your ears just like a song, gentle and full of worry. You felt like yourself just like a small child weaving for their parents' love. He just soothed you down by letting you lean on him like this, he was too precious for you now.

2. Nikolai Gogol

You were sitting alone in the empty room. How many times did you lift your head up, looked around then buried it again? You didn’t get it at all, being mental breakdown stole away almost all the happiness in your life. You heard a rustling sound resounding near you, and as you lifted your head one more time, you saw a hand appear from the portal.

It was waving at you like it wanted to say hello. A moment later it pulled out a bunch of flowers and you heard someone was giggling at the door. There stood a young man with white hair, his mismatched beautiful eyes looked at you while still giggling.

He then approached you who were sitting alone in the corner of the room a moment ago. He picked you up with his arms, when you were surprised he put a lot of kisses on your face. You shyly asked.

“W-What’s wrong, Kolya?”

“Huh, nothing. I just saw you were sad a moment ago when I entered the house, so… I thought you might be happy again when I kiss you.”

Nikolai replied without any hesitation. When you were lost in his mismatched eyes, Nikolai’s chuckles pulled you back to reality. And he quickly escaped the room with you in his arms, it seemed like he was going to pull you in another surprise just to cheer you up.

3. Fyodor Dostoevsky

Fyodor had been paying attention to the figure which was sitting on the couch an hour ago, he had no idea what you were doing now. But through the way you acted, he might guess you were having a bad time. He slowly put the tea pot and some cups of tea on the tray, by that way he could easily bring it up to you.

By the time Fyodor put the tray on the table in front of the couch, he finally saw your face. Eyes were full of tears and your hands were trying to wipe it all away but when you saw a pair of violet eyes were looking at you. You hid your face away from him, Fyodor let out a long sigh when he saw this.

A moment later, you felt his cold slender arms wrapped around your body. Fyodor was trying to hug you tightly in his arms.

“Wh-What-”

“Sh, just keep quiet. Rest, my dear. Just rest.”

He said, his other hand gently patted your back like he was comforting a child. You then naturally leaned on his touch, when you closed your eyes, Fyodor was humming a song beside your ears.

4. Saigiku Jouno

“There, do you want something else?”

Jouno said as he put the cup down on the table in front of your eyes. He was always gentle like this, though his eyes weren't able to see your face, but still himself was sharp enough to know what you were needing.

And since he was sharp enough to know about others' feelings through their heartbeat, Jouno always got his way to know that you were alright or not. He already knew that you were too tired and in a bad mood.

“I had just made you some hot cocoa, it may help you to feel better.”

You slowly picked up the cup on the table and took a sip. The sweetness of the drink went through your throat, the warmth made you feel better than just an hour ago.

“Is it good to help you feel better?”

Jouno asked again, this man he knew it clear like the back of his hand but still he always asked. You smiled at him and replied.

“Much better than now, Sai.”

He also gave you a familiar smile as he put a kiss on your forehead then hugged you tightly and said.

“Yeah, just don't push yourself too much next time. Remember that I still got you, okay?”

#bsd x reader #bsd x female reader #bsd x you #sigma x you #sigma x reader #nikolai gogol x you #nikolai gogol x reader #nikolai x reader #jouno x you #jouno x reader #jouno saigiku x reader #fyodor dostoevsky x reader #fyodor x you #fyodor x reader

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ashthemadwriter-archived · 2 years

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“Swallow. All of it.”

“Do you need to use your safeword, darling?”

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairing: Nikolai X Fem!Reader

Request: "aaaaa another event from my moots! congratulations!🎉 can i request Nikolai with 3 and 4? make him a bit of a sadist tho if that's okay with you👀" ◜@beandaifuku◞

Genre: Smut

Format: Fic

Warnings: Mild yandere themes, Explicit smut, Sub!Reader, Dom!Nikolai, Name calling(Babygirl, Slut, etc), Degrading, Praising, Dirty talk, Nikolai being a dick tease, Vaginal penetration, Use of handcuffs, Oral (Both giving and receiving), Cunnilingus, Face funking, Dacryphilia, Squirting, Edging, Orgasm Denial, MDNI

Word Count: 2.7K

A/n: Aww tysm Bean! T^T I had this thing on my mind with Kolya so I wrote it for you👀 Hope you like it! :D

"I got Three! No fair!"

Nikolai smiled as he snatched the dice from your hand, pleased at your unluckiness. He pressed it in his fist, muttering something to himself before winking at you.

"Stay still Dove, My turn now"

His words only made you press your eyelids on each other hard, holding your breath in your lungs as the dice rolled on your bare stomach. This was his intelligent idea of a interesting game, and he got the perfect chance to suggest it when you told him how bored you were these days. You were always in for a quirky exciting challenge, and this was a good example of that, right?

So he had you stripped out of your clothes, lying down on your bed wearing nothing but your panties, with him sitting next to you, properly dressed. You took turns to roll the dice and who ever got more than Three was able to do whatever they desired with the other player, which was why you were in this position. Every time you rolled the dice, you always got less than three or worse, three itself; and he always got more than that. Of course the bastard had something to do with this; but you couldn't really protest because he knew his job well and left no evidence.

So for now, you could only compromise with how the cold object was roving around on your stomach, and try not to get all worked up when the clown "Accidentally" trailed his fingers on your body when he reached out for the dice.

His eyes were fixated on the dice, and his grin extended when he caught a glimpse of the number written on it. This had only one meaning;

You were fucked.

"Ah! Look Dove! It's six again!"

Of course it was, again.

"Good for you" You only rolled your eyes in response, avoiding his mischievous stare as you tilted your head to the other side. You looked cute like this, all exposed in front of him, ready to be served. He couldn't hold himself back from messing with you; because as much as he loved to see your pretty smile, you looked hotter when you were frowning, motivating him to go further.

"Don't be like that Dove! You'll win too! Eventually!" Feeling his cold fingers on your nipples, you shivered and looked back at him, to meet with his ardent gaze.

"Besides… I'm not the only one who's enjoying this, hm? Don't tell me you wanna pretend you're not having fun? I bet you're all wet for me already"

"…Actually, wanna find out?"

Before you could even say anything, he went down to your thighs, grabbing the lacy fabric. His face brightened when he saw a string of your juice attached to your panties, tracing forward as he pulled them down further.

"Look! I was right~"

Blood rushed to your cheeks when he looked up at you, and caught a few tinges of lust floating in your eyes. You already knew he was about to do something, it wasn't that hard to tell because of that playful smirk of his;

What you didn't know was how long you were able to last putting up with his filthy tricks.

"Now, what to do? What to do to you~?"

His eyes went down on your soaked cunt, and it was a matter of time before you felt his fingers trailing on your pussy lips.

"K-Kolya!" "Quiet baby girl. You remember the rules don't you? Who ever wins can do whatever he desires to the other one, and as you can see, I won~" He teased as he poked your clit repeatedly, smirking at the tiny shivers he earned from you by his movements. "Don't mind me Dove, I'm just trying to play with my reward a little bit"

Well, what could you do to him? You knew he would always get his way, no matter what.

Nikolai adjusted his lips over your clit, barely touching it; but enough for you to feel his warm breath tickling your sensitive bud. Your breath hitched at how close yet distant he was, and a small whine left your mouth when he pinned your thighs down, failing your attempt to buck them up.

"Needy now are we~? I thought you wanted me to stop?"

"I- I never said that…"

He simply giggled at your confession, pulling himself closer to stare at your throbbing cunt. You used to feel shy when he observed you like this, but after a few wild nights, you were quite used to it. Quite, not fully.

Buried in your thoughts, you suddenly chocked on your breath when you felt his mouth inhaling your clit.

"H-ha!"

Don't stop. Never stop.

Your clit was fully in his mouth, gently sucking on the soft meat as his tongue started going up and down on its surface. This time, he didn't stop you from bucking your hips up. Instead, he dragged them closer, eyes closed as he made out with your juicy pussy. You threw your head back, both hands reaching for his fluffy hair to press them harder against your crotch, but you gasped when you felt a cold metal trapping your wrists.

"Wha-…"

Looking down to see what occurred, your eyes widened when you saw Nikolai's hand disappearing in his cloak, and that bloody familiar smirk.

Nasty bitch.

"Untie me" "Not a chance princess. Just sit back and enjoy the show"

Now that you were in handcuffs, he got to do whatever he wished with you. How exciting was that now?

He ignored the rest of your complains and got down to "His business". He didn't need to do much to shut you up, just the feeling of his long digit on your hole was enough. To hear more of your pretty whimpers, Nikolai multitasked as he inserted three fingers inside you while moving his tongue in a rippling way on your pretty pussy. His mouth was so warm, so moist, so talented at eating you out. You found yourself lost in euphoria, desperately shaking to shove your cunt into his mouth even more, as if it wasn't deep inside already. He moaned with pleasure, licking his lips before blowing on your clit.

"A- Ah! Kolya!" "Sorry Dove, Got a bit carried away~ It's just that, you taste so good that I can't help but to wonder how unfair this is"

There was no teasing after that. Just him and his greedy mouth, starved for your wet pussy, eating you out like it was the last time he was ever tasting you. Your mind was blank, your vision was blurry, only waiting for your final hit to release; and you were getting closer every time his tongue flicked the tip of your rosy clit as his finger thrusted into you, tapping that sensitive spot inside.

So close, Even closer, Just a little more, And finally…

"Alrighty! Your turn to roll the dice again!"

When he beamed as he suddenly got up to hold the dice, leaving your orgasm undone, you broke down. Your vision got even more obscure, resulting of how your tears where clouding your eyes; And of course he noticed it, it was what he was waiting to see, after all.

"Me oh my~ You crying Dove? Is that how desperate you are for my touch?"

You only sobbed in response, trying to wipe your tears with your chained hands, avoiding his gaze as you started crying, too shattered to care about how pathetic you looked right now. The only thing you felt was pain, from your burning eyes and your aching cunt.

Of course that awakened his sympathy.

"Awww~ Don't be like this Dove! I'm just trying to keep up with the game! You're the one who said you wanted to do something fun, remember?"

No reply. Only endless weeps.

"Fine, if this is what you want" He shook his head with fake pity, hands reaching for his belt to unbuckle it, attracting your attention by making unnecessary sounds. "But if you want me to make you come, you gotta be a good girl and let me fuck your mouth. You in for it?"

Well, as long as you get to come in the end.

A satisfied smile spread across his face when he saw your small nod of acceptance. He then took off his clothes, making your mouth water from the sight of his fine built up body, and of course his erected dick.

"Like what you see~? You're staring a little too much, needy slut"

Another nod, only with more frustration.

"Well then, Open up"

He stood behind your head, caressing your lips before gently pulling your jaw up so his cock was in front of your mouth. He then slowly pushed his length inside, delighted by how he was able to see his dick entering your throat from your exposed neck. You gagged from his enormous size, only for him to shove his cock down your throat forward.

"I don't wanna feel any teeth, so be careful with your dirty mouth, whore"

And the fucking started. Nikolai was brutal, with how fast he was thrusting into your mouth, leaving you breathless. You gulped every time the tip of his girth hit the back of your throat, and it only made him more voracious. Your lips looked so pretty, swollen, covered with your spit and his precum; he just couldn't get enough of how breath taking you looked no matter what position you were in. He rushed his dick in your mouth harshly, grinning at how you closed your eyes and cried out for breath, but was met with his massive dick in return.

"Mh- Mhm- Am- "

Feeling his release getting close, his cock left your mouth with a small "Gulp", Giving you some space for air. He chuckled at how wretched you looked as you didn't even have control over your own hands, only inhaling air to prevent yourself from fainting.

"Was I too rough Dove? I'm sorry"

Like hell you would believe he was.

"Come baby, let me make it up to you. Come sit on my dick and I'll fuck that little cunt of yours"

You took a deep breath, standing up using the leftover strength in your body and went to sit on his lap. You nearly fell on the ground on the way but luckily, he was there to seize you with his muscular arms, pulling you to his side.

"My Dove, you're so delicate…" He planted a small kiss on your neck as he wrapped his arms around your trembling body, nuzzling his head against the crook of your neck. Your back was now facing him, all fitted in his embrace. He unpinned the handcuffs with one hand, throwing it to the other side of the room while pressing you in his arms harder.

"So sensitive, so tiny, so precious for me sweetheart. I love you so much Dove, so much that it sometimes gets out of hand"

So much that I want to ruin you, leaving no traces behind.

"Look at you love, shivering in my arms like a homeless little puppy. C'mon baby. Let me give you one orgasm and then we'll go to bed ok? Lift your legs a bit… Yes! Just like that"

His hands went under your thighs to raise you up a bit, as you were too tired to move by yourself. Your juices made it easy for his cock to slip inside your core, yet it was too deep for you to prevent yourself from moaning when it hit your cervix, and he hadn't started moving yet.

He wore a smug smile, tightening his grip on your thighs before moving you up and down on his length with the tiniest effort. You could only whine. At how unfairly strong he was? Or how unbelievably huge he was? Or how he had control over you like you were his personal puppet? You didn't know; but one thing was for sure,

You were his little toy, he treated you the way he wanted to, and you still loved him, despite all of that. Honestly; who was the more toxic one? Him or you? Was he really unable to see how dark your eyes gotten when he was talking to some woman other than you? Or how you pressed yourself against him when you were out in public? He though he was more possessive than you?

No, that's just how men are; They like to think they're the one with authority;

Little did he know you had him wrapped around your finger, capturing him in your love while letting him believe he was free. He was never going to be free, not ever from you, and not ever from his obsession with you. Even if he got rid of you at some point, he was still trapped in the pain of your loss, of how much he craved you, how much he missed you.

With the thought of that, your hands fell back to his cheek, pressing him against your naked sweaty skin as you moaned his name. Your voice got louder when his teeth sank in your neck, satisfied with how he was unable to witness your devilish smile.

"Kolya I'm so close… A-ah…" "Come for me baby. Show me how much you love this cock"

His pace suddenly got faster, making you gasp at how deep he was hitting you. Your G-spot was constantly struck with his fat cock, making you mewl louder than before. Nikolai knew you were close from how your legs were wobbly in his hands, so he made his final move to drive you insane.

His right hand came to your clit from below, and started rubbing it furiously.

"K-K-Kolya! I'm- Ah- "

"What is it Dove? Perhaps you're too fed up with me already? Do you want me to stop? Do you need to use your safeword, Darling?"

No. You never wanted him to stop. Not ever.

His dick thrusted savagely in your cunt, and every time it went inside, your eyes rolled back at the sudden arrival of pleasure. His hand was not falling behind either, rubbing you like his life depended on it.

You could feel your body firing up, you were so close, screaming his name with every shove of his girth.

"Kolya!"

Flames started filling you up, rapidly moving up through your body.

"K-Kolya!"

Your lungs burned, your legs shivered, you screamed his name, begging him to keep going.

"Kolya! Oh my g-god!"

A massive pile of pleasure filled your body up to your mouth, you suddenly felt thirst blooming in your throat, and then, the fire was shot out of your body, dispresively.

"Kolyaaaaa- A-A-A-hhhh -A -Ah Ah-"

You threw your head back on his shoulder, cried as your arousal made a mess out of the bed, the carpet, his lap, him. The sound of your wet bodies slamming onto each other was suddenly replaced with the mixture of your scream, his hysterical laughter, and the sound of your cum splashing out. His hand didn't stop moving, his dick didn't stop thrusting, and your moans didn't stop coming out of your mouth either. He waited until you were out of energy, and slowly placed you on the bed, smirking at how sore your body was.

"You're done already and I haven't even reached my climax? How cruel"

He knew you weren't even able to spell your own name, let alone be in for another round, so he simply started stroking himself, moaning as he felt his orgasm drawing closer.

"Open your mouth for me baby~"

You did as you were told; And suddenly, his seed scattered on your tongue, some even dripped down your throat already, saving you from the bother to swallow.

"Now, swallow. all of it"

You nodded as you gulped his cream down without breaking eye contact, attempting to look seductive with the last of your strength. Nikolai sighed, lying next to you as his arms caged you in his embrace. He placed a gentle kiss on your temple, smiling as you leaned against his chest to press yourself to him harder.

"Tired my Dove?" "Hm Kolya, very tired" "Relax then. Take a little nap to recover a bit baby. We might have another round if you're feeling better when you wake up, hm? What do you say?"

Well, you had all night, so…

Bruh this turned out so dark in the middle what the fuck? The reader was supposed to be submissive IDK what happened to me in the middle of writing this lmao I'm so sorry anyway GOODBYE-

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prettyrainsstuff · 14 days

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Cuddling with Nikolai? :3

OKAY!! thanks for the request, I barely get any anymore :D

Cuddling with Nikolai Gogol! (Female aligned DNI)

Contents:Headcanons/Scenario of Nikolai Gogol from Bungo Stray Dogs Cuddling with a male reader.

Warnings: Mentions of crime (Murder), physical touch(?) drugs (Benadryl(?) Cussing/Swearing(?)

-This silly dude😭

-It will be 12 in the fucking morning and he will be bouncing off the walls

-This silly guy is NEVER calm

-the chillest you’ve ever seen him is when you two are sleeping

-But thats basically it.

-Whenever he wants to cuddle he WILL make sure you know it.

-Give him a fucking Benadryl and hopefully he will calm down /hj

-After a long day of murdering people he’ll jump right into your arms

-“[Name]..! Carry me, Please…?” He would whine

-Wow even a long day at work he’s calmed down

-when he’s usually energetic you’ll have to be the one to take him to bed (and tie him to the bed post so he won’t run away /j)

-But when he’s ACTUALLY a bit tired he’ll be the one to pull you into bed and cuddle with you

-his head is gonna be nuzzled into your stomach as you gently or sleepily play with his white hair as you both fall asleep

Scenario

You were currently writing a document for work as Nikolai was nagging you to come and do something with you.

“[Name!] Come on! Just ditch the whole document already! You can finish it later can’t you?” Nikolai whined

“Sorry Niko..I can’t right now.”

“Haven’t you been working on that one for weeks? Come on! Come and do something with me!”

“Nikolai, I already told you I can’t. Its to late..Its 12 in the morning.”

“Its also too late to be writing stupid documents for your stupid work!” Nikolai closed your laptop, with his hand teleporting through his cape

You were about to scold him but Nikolai was right.

You looked at the time again. The clock showed ‘12:52 AM’

You sighed softly. “You know what. Alright. Its getting late, how about we just head to bed?”

Nikolai squealed in absolute joy.

“Yay! Lets go!” Nikolai pulled you toward the bed and gently pushed you on it before laying on top of you, his face nuzzled against your stomach.

You smiled and started to sleepily play with Nikolai’s hair before turning the lamp off and you both drifting to sleep.

#bungou stray dogs #male reader #bungo stray dogs x male reader #bsd fanfic #bsd x reader #nikolai gogol x reader #nikolai gogol #nikolai gogol x you #nikolai gogol x male reader

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akucat · 2 years

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i love you, haven’t i always? where various bungou stray dogs characters react to you saying that you love them for the first time

❥ note: PLEASE NOTE there are manga spoilers in tachiharas part (which also happens to be my fav part, listened to a pearl by mitski while writing it... you can do the math), also ik this is such a weird collection of characters (kinda?) but i thought welp if im writing this for myself i might as well write my fav characters ! enjoy <3

❥ pairings: chuuya dazai nikolai tachihara fyodor tecchou x reader (separately)

chuuya

he feels like the luckiest man in the world, he finally understands all those cheesy proposal speeches

it happens as you’re cleaning up some of his small wounds, a scrape here and there after his job

“you should really take more care of yourself, chuuya,” you say, dabbing away the dried blood on his forehead (to be honest you weren’t even sure if it was his)

“i could say the same for you, you know, too busy cleaning up my mess when you should be focusing on yourself”

“oh hush, i’d much rather spend time tending to the man i love than doing paperwork for mori”

you were expecting a witty remark, but instead he went silent, removing your gaze from your delicate work to watch his mouth form an ‘o’

your cheeks went red as you finally registered the words that came out of your mouth, but chuuya was quick to calm your worries

“took you long enough,” there was the snarky remark he probably could’ve pulled off the nonchalant act if he didn’t have the biggest shit-eating grin, eyes glistening with awe

“i’m taking it back, lose the ego”

“im kidding! i love you too!”

he may be damned wasting his life away to the port mafia, being abandoned by those he cared for, but he was pretty certain loving you was going to make up for it, he knew it would

it was hard to finish cleaning the rest of his wounds when all he wanted to do was kiss you a million times over

dazai

his first initial thought was that you were lying to him

hes been used his whole life, he really just thinks youre playing with him

was this a prank chuuya put you up to? he doesn’t rly think its funny :[

but he watches as your eyes quiver with uncertainty- why would you be nervous over such a silly prank?

“ah you don’t have to say it back dazai! i just wanted to tell you..!” youre playing with your hands in your lap and then it hits him

youre not like those horrible people who used him, you’re his darling partner and you love him

he feels his heart shatter and he can’t tell if it’s because of his initial reaction - believing you would ever want to cause him harm - or because he’s overwhelmed with so many emotions that he just can’t contain them

you’re nearly as shocked as he is as you watch him wipe way the tears under his eyes, and you’re quick to apologise, you weren’t expecting him to be so upset over your confession

“oh belladonna don’t worry about me! i love you too, my darling”

he swears he can feel his heart slowly heal all its cracks and bruises as youre smiling the prettiest smile he’s ever seen, moving to kiss his tears away

tachihara

he doesn’t want to believe it at first

it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, it’s just that his work is dangerous and accepting his feelings about you would end up only causing you harm, in reality he should’ve pushed you away ages ago

but that’s exactly the problem, he was too selfish to push you away, and here you are, in his shitty apartment with that goddamn bandaid over his nose and you had finally told him those words

he doesn’t know how to feel- he feels guilty because of course you feel this way, he has been leading you on for months knowing full well that commitment wasn’t possible on his behalf, but he also hates that you’re telling him when hes like this - this isn’t him, this is mafioso tachihara, this is hunting dogs tachihara simply acting a part, a part of a greater, grander scheme that is supposed to result in the downfall of the port mafia; the downfall of you

he wishes you could’ve told him when he was simply just tachihara; before he joined the hunting dogs, before he joined the port mafia as a mole, before his brother died, but to be honest he wasn’t entirely sure that you’d tell him those few words - i love you, tachihara - if he was still that version of himself

so instead he decides that he’s going to be selfish just once more; the world had taken so much from him, surely it would be okay to take something for himself just this once

he closes the gap between your figures, resting his forehead on yours as he swallows his emotions, his regrets and burdens

“i love you too, y/n”

the world could take everything from him, but he would never let it take you

nikolai

he’s ecstatic, you’d think he was a teenage boy thats just heard his crush likes him back

“really! you do!?”

he’s grabbed both your hands in his, and you can only smile as you watch him struggle to contain his utter bliss; grinning so hard the corner of his eyes were crinkling, eyes shining with what could only be described as pure adoration

“of course i do, kolya, i love you”

hes just so elated he doesn’t know what do do or say, and you giggle at his reaction because hes so happy and you’re so happy and being in love with him, you think, is the best feeling ever

nikolai eventually decides the only thing he can do is tackle you in an embrace, smothering your face with kisses and he holds you tight in his grasp

his entire life had felt so purposeless, he’d never known what to do with himself, but he truly, finally felt as though he’d found his freedom

you were his freedom, you introduced him to so many colours, so many emotions he hadn’t even known existed before he met you

he’s not the insane, apathetic man everyone had made him out to be, he was nikolai gogol, a man bursting with so many feelings and emotions who’s only reaction was to pepper his lovers face with kiss after kiss after hearing such a beautiful confession that he had completely forgotten to-

“oh right! i love you too, y/n! i love you!”

he was nikolai gogol, the man who had the blessing of loving you

fyodor

it’s like every nerve in his body is telling him: NO, this is a HUGE red flag, abort immediately

and i mean, this is the fyodor dostoevsky we’re talking about, when is he ever wrong?

he know’s he isn’t wrong, either, and that’s whats eating at him

he knows he’s right but he so desperately wants to be wrong, just this once

he knows he cant accept this, no he cant hear you out this once, you’re wrong about all of this, you’re wrong and he’s right

you dont love him

it just isn’t right

but his body seems to be doing the exact opposite of his intentions, and he has absolutely no idea why he feels his cheeks warming up

he has to control himself, because god forbid he go against his intuition, he’s the genius after all-

“fedya...?”

how could he ever say no to you

you’re his everything, his darling, his light in this plagued world, how could he ever possibly hurt you?

he wants to be chased by you, eluded and teased and adored; he wants to drink tea beside you in 10 years while you laugh about the problems you were once so troubled over

he wants to dream of you, keep all of you inside his mind, his physical, personal mind

he wants you

he softly chuckles at your desperate demeanour, how could he be so cruel, keeping you waiting for so long?

he moves his hand to cup your chin, tilting your face upwards to his own

“i love you too, milaya”

you fool he thinks, why couldn’t he just follow his intuition?

tecchou

he short circuits, poor him, you’ve broken him

he literally struggles to conceive a proper thought let alone speak a coherent sentence

“tecchou...?”

“say it again”

“i love you?”

congrats, you’ve killed him

he feels like his heart is beating out of his chest, he’s certain you could even hear it from this distance (he’s so happy jouno wasn’t there, he could not deal with the teasing, not today)

and then something clicks in him and everything comes crashing down at once

you love him you love him you love him he loves you he loves you he loves you

he does what he first thinks to do, pulling you in close by the waist and kissing you and ohmygod you can feel him smiling against the kiss

to be honest you don’t even want to let go to catch your breath, you’re certain you’d be happy dying like this- being kissed to death by your lover, tecchou

he finally lets go of you and you watch as he stares at you for what feels like an eternity- and you don’t complain, how could you?

"i” kiss “love” kiss “you” kiss “so so much” kiss kiss kiss

you’re a blushing mess and youre certain you both look like a bunch of giddy idiots who are so enchanted by the other that all you want to do is kiss forever and ever, and you’re pretty sure tecchou would do exactly that if he could - goddamn humans and their need for oxygen

tecchou always was misunderstood for the most of his life, his special ability certainly didn’t help his case of alienation either, but he was more than happy to catch up on all those years with loving you

he pulls you in for another kiss

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bbgthoma · 2 years

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— THEIR REACTION TO SOMEONE FLIRTING WITH YOU bungo stray dogs men x gn!reader

ft. chuuya nakahara, nikolai gogol, sigma, fyodor dostoevsky, ranpo edogawa

cw. pda, insecurities, getting flirted with while being drunk

a/n. you aren’t dating yet in any of the scenarios. (f/d) means fav dessert, (f/b) means fav beverage.

— CHUUYA NAKAHARA

chuuya never was able to tell you that he does, but he has feelings for him. he might sound like a cocky bitch, but in reality, he’s pretty insecure. he feels like he’s never good enough and that this is why everyone keeps either way betraying him or leaving him behind. he fears confessing his feelings to you fearing rejection, betrayal and abandonment.

at the very moment, you were taking a stroll together. while you had your attention focus on your own steps, chuuya was staring at you. your face is a beautiful view to him. feeling like someone was staring at you, you look up to chuuya to catch this one staring. he immediately turns red and looks away embarrassed making you chuckle. “you good chuuya?” you asked in a teasing tone. “yes” the flustered ginger replies. “mhm, alright” you reply with a smile.

all of this made you lose track of your steps as you walk on your opened shoe tie about to fall, but someone catches you before you do. you slowly blink in shock of what just happened then look up at the person who stopped you from falling. there, you make eye contacts with brown haired guy with grey eyes. he chuckles saying “falling for me?” which makes you blush. “what- no, i-” you replied in shock.

you felt someone pulling you away from the guy, so you look try to look behind yourself to see no one else than chuuya. “no because we’re dating” the ginger said giving a glare to the guy who was flirting with you. the guy blinks slowly to then open his mouth to say something but nothing could come of it. he clears his throat to then say “sorry” he says as he walks away.

“yeah you better be!” chuuya scoffs pretty pissed off. he then lets go of you rolling his eyes, then he looks at your shocked expression. “what?” he asked annoyed. “nothing, just- since when did you become my boyfriend?” you ask in total shock. the guy’s eyes widen. “fuck” he mumbles to himself turning completely. “uh… it was just an excuse for him to leave you alone…” chuuya then says awkwardly smiling.

“chuuya” you say to catch his attention. he snaps out of his thoughts and immediately looks at you. “do you have feelings for me?” you ask crossing your arms. “uh? what? i mean- you do are absolutely gorgeous, hot, funny, kind, talented, admiring, pretty, stunning and any other compliments existing in this world buttt…” he said as he makes an eye contact with you. he keeps getting the t of the word ‘but’ going feeling intimidated by your stare. it was pretty, yes, but it was also intimidating. he gives up on trying to lie and ends up saying “yes”

you chuckle at his disappointed reaction as he sighs. “chuu” you say to once again catch his attention. “i like you too” you say with a smile. “what?” he asks in shock. “i like you t-” you repeat yourself, but you get cut off by chuuya’s kiss. your eyes widened as the guy kisses you more deeply. he had to get on his tippie toes to reach you so you end up kissing back leaning over so he could lower down.

— NIKOLAI GOGOL

you are someone really smart, you can find the answers to every quiz you get asked, which is also why nikolai, as someone who loves quizzes, started getting interested in you. he loves how confident you are when he tells you that he got a new quiz for you. he doesn’t even realize it, but he gets jealous when you try feel the same way about someone defying you with a quiz.

right now, nikolai and you were at a café and you were trying to respond one of his quizzes. “this is harder than usual” you say as you put your hands together in a thinking position. “are you saying that you give up?” nikolai asks with sparkles in the eyes. “of course not” you reply amused. you re-read the question licking your lip in total concentration, when a server comes.

“your order?” this one asks. “oh” said getting your attention taken away from quiz. “mhm a (f/d) and (f/b)” you say with a smile. “i’ll take the same thing” nikolai said getting impatient. he wanted you to focus on your quiz. “noted” the server says with a smile. “oh and by the way, i love your hoodie, where did you buy it?” the server asks as nikolai licks his lip in annoyance.

“oh, my friend gave this so me so i don’t really know where. sorry” you replied with an awkward smile. “oh, it’s alright then” this one replied with a smile. “though, i love your necklace” you said with a smile getting nikolai mad. he was getting on his last nerve and was trying to remain calm. “thank you!” the server said with a smile. another server tells this one “mia, keep on with your job or boss will get mad”

“sorry mike” mia replies bowing down to him in an apologetic way. before she could leave, “my name’s (y/n) by the way!” you say with a smile. “nice to meet you (y/n)! see you in a while” she says walking away. “what a nice girl” you said with a smile as you look at nikolai.

he lets out a ‘tsk’ then says “yeah whatever, now hurry up and find the answer” he says annoyed. you slowly blink shocked of his unusual attitude. “niko” you say catching his attention. “what?” he asks impatiently. “are you jealous?” you ask amused. “what? no i’m not” he replies confused of why you would even ask this. you chuckle then say “nikolai” and he looks you annoyed.

“what’s so funny?” he asked confused and pissed off. “nothing, just the fact that you don’t realize your own emotions and feelings” you say with a smile. “what do you mean?” he asks not understanding what you’re trying to tell him. you sigh and say “lean closer” and he does as you say. he leans closer to you and you place a little kiss on his lip. his eyes widen as you back away saying “how did that make you feel?”

“is this a quiz?” he asked and you shrug. “i guess?” you reply unsure if this can be considered as a quiz. “oh. okay fine, i’ll solve it. butttt, you have to solve mine after i’m done” he replies with a smirk. “that’s what i was planning to do” you reply with a shrug. he says “so, i have to say how i felt about our lips touching?”

you chuckle at the way he describes a kiss. “yes, if you wanna put it that way” you say nodding. “mhm, so uh- it was too shor. if i’m to be honest, i think it should have had lasted longer. and i feel like there was something missing. it was so sudden that it took my breathe away for the whole time of that short kiss. for some reason, my heart started racing too. i don’t know, i never felt this way. was it fear? what could i possibly be scared of? and i also felt my cheeks heating up a little” he responded unsure of the reasoning of anything he said.

“mhm… say niko. do you know what’s love?” you asked trying to get him closer to the answer. “yeah, the feeling that people have for someone they appreciate, admire, find attractive, find fun and good to hang out with. they feel attached to them as a comfort person. and that’s all i know” he says with a shrug. “love is so complicated, i’ll never understand it” he says as he sighs. “how do you feel about me?” you ask this time. he doesn’t answer thinking of his answer as he makes a ‘o’ with his mouth.

“are you trying to say that i feelings for you?” he asks finally understanding your thoughts. “took you long enough. well. for a quiz genius” you said amused. “am i though? oh my god. i’m in love with you” he says sounding like someone who just found out they’re homosexual. you chuckle and say “love is a strong is a strong word niko, maybe you just like me” then you smile. “no no no, (y/n)” he said putting his hands on your shoulders. “i am in love with you” he says staring into your eyes.

— SIGMA

you often came to sigma’s casino and you eventually grew closer to him. you are his favorite and most appreciative guest. whenever you are losing at a game, he always tries to help you out with it so you can get better. he would even sometimes cheat as a host to make you win. before he could even realize what was going on, anyone else could tell he was simply in love with you.

at the moment, you were drinking playing a game with sigma hosting it. you were getting pretty drunk and the one you were playing against was losing. taking advantage of your drunkess, he tries to try it on you. “say, are you single?” he asks with a smirk. you hiccup saying “yep” which makes him chuckle. “someone with a pretty face like yours should be having a lover though. how about we put on a bet? if i win, we start dating” he says on a flirty tone.

before you could even answer, sigma says “i think it’s preferable to not put on bets like that with someone drunk” which makes both your attention and your adversary’s get put on sigma. “why do you care?” the blond haired asked raising his brow. “you’re just a host, so don’t go ruining bets. unless you want to date that beauty too. oh, how about we put this way, if i win, i get to win i‘m the one dating them and if…” he said but went quiet not knowing your name. “(y/n)” you reply as he nods. “and if (y/n) wins, you get to date them. how you like that?”

“i cannot acce-” sigma started but was cut off by you saying “deal”. sigma looks at you worriedly. “come on sigma, and this would help the rumors out. you know that everyone thinks you have feelings for (y/n)?” this one asked with a smirk. sigma just keeps quiet continuing along with the game. “oh depending on who gets to be the boyfriend, we get to kiss too” the blond haired adds up amused.

sigma sighs trying to remain calm as the game gets going. in a few moment it made it look like the guy was gonna win, which made sigma worried and jealous, but in the end, you end up winning. “TAKE THAT FUCKER!” you yell out of joy as you drink up the last ml of your bottle. you put it down on the table so brutally that sigma swore it was gonna break. the blond haired rolls his eyes annoyed then says “kiss (y/n), i don’t care”

sigma blushes, he forgot about the kiss part. “i guess your cute ass is my boyfriend now” you said obviously drunk as you chuckle. sigma gulp and says “y-yeah” as he stares at you approaching him. you place a soft kiss on his lips making his heart race. his cheeks burn up as he finds it hard to breathe.

— FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY

fyodor is a cocky guy, he doesn’t believe being inferior to anyone, which is why he isn’t the jealous type. if he wants something, he’ll get it and you can’t easily take if away from him. he also doesn’t show any affection or dependance to anyone, he thinks he’s better on his own. even though, these times he’s find himself getting a little to interested with you.

today was fyodor’s birthday and you bought him a gift. you were both at a park as he opening his gift. he opens it up to see a hat. “i hope you like this” you say awkwardly. he just stares at the hat quietly. “uh. it’s because like- you know. you seem very interested into your current hat, so i thought you like hats and uh…” you said trying to explain the reasoning of this gift. he takes off his hat and puts it on for you, then he grabs the one you bought for him and puts it on. he smiles and you blush at the idea of him letting you wear his hat.

fyodor lets no one wear his hat nor touch it. he is too attached to it for some reason. suddenly, someone taps your shoulder. “excuse me, is this yours?” they ask showing you a key. you touch your pockets to notice that your keys were gone. “yes, oh my god, thank you” you said sighing on relief. “no problem” the black haired girl said with smile.

“i like your necklace by the way” she says staring at your chest. “oh, thank you” you say with a smile. “no problem. my name is nina” she says with a smile. “nice to meet you nina. i’m (y/n) and this is fyodor” you say as you smile to the birthday boy. his only respond was “yeah, we’re dating” which left you in shock. “oh, well you look like a lovely couple” nina says with a bright smile. “a pretty couple. specially pretty from you” she says winking at you. “oh thank you!” you said with a smile. she looks at the time saying “gotta go! bye!” she said as she left.

“since when are we dating?” you asked confused and shocked. “since now” he said as he leaned over to kiss your lips making you blush.

— RANPO EDOGAWA

ranpo and you went to a candy shop to buy some sweets since your friend loves snacks. “ranpo, this is enough. you’ll get diabetes” you said which upset the brown haired. he pouted for a bit but ended up sighing and saying “fine”. you smile as you both walk up to the cashier to pay for the sweets.

he scanned all of the products as ranpo started looking for his pocket to pay up. while waiting, the cashier stares at you to then say “you’re the person of my dream” which makes ranpo look up at him, no longer looking for his wallet. “what?” you asked while blushing which make ranpo lick his bottom lip.

“sorry” he says shaking his head. “i meant it that way. i meant to say that i saw you in my dream” he says correcting his words. “oh, what were we doing?” you ask curiously. he stays quiet. “i…” he starts not being able to say anything else. ranpo gives him a cold glare which makes him gulp. “sorry, i even got your boyfriend mad” he says looking down.

“my boyfriend-? ranpo isn’t my boyfriend. and he isn’t ma-” you start to then shut up noticing how mad he looked. your mouth shaped into an ‘o’. ranpo pulls out his card and pays up for the sweets. he grabs the plastic bag and pulls you out of the shop along with him.

“ranpo. what was that?” you asked shocked. “nothing” he grumbled annoyed while looking down. “ranpo” you said as he looks up to you. “what?” he asks sighing. “did you get jealous?” you ask raising your brows. he stays quiet. “oh my god. you got jealous” you say amused. “(y/n), do you even know why he stood quiet? that fucking pervert dreamed about fucking you” ranpo says annoyed.

“oh. still proving my point” you say shrugging. he rolls his eyes making you chuckle. you lean over to kiss lip then get slightly away saying “don’t worry, i’m yours” which makes him turn red.

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stinkyme · 7 months

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Hello! This is Nikolai fic I had an idea of, I hope you like it and enjoy it! :) <3

There are parts to this story that discuss death, reader is NOT suicidal, but metaphorically speaking, envying how the dead even have more freedom with their emotions than a living human. Also, they misunderstand Nikolai's idea of freedom because of lack of informations (they know he needs to die for a plan, so misinterpretation happens). There is also a part in the beginning that mentions their ability coming to an end, they are unaware of Fyodor's desire to kill all ability users, they just know they could be free from their ability. (this is very briefly mentioned, one sentence)

CW/TW: SFW, gn!reader, reader works at DoA and has an ability "Dead Souls", they don't like Nikolai at first, reader is also a bit mean/sharp/bitter at first, the story follows part of the main plot, bickering, sometimes sassy Nikolai, cursing, reader has never been in love or had friends, reader doesn't allow themselves to feel a lot due to the ability, a lot of dialogue and inner monologue, misunderstandings, Nikolai & reader prank Sigma, kinda slow burn, "friends" to enemies to lovers…?, they get into an argument, reader slaps Nikolai & uses harsh words, they make up, fluff and romance (yikes😒), if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

Also, there is a small portion where Nikolai and reader discuss his card, I am a bit of a fanatic towards tarot & regular cards, so I wanted to add that part because I think it's really interesting for Nikolai's character + it creates a bit of intimacy :) (basically, 3 of spades represents a failure in achieving a certain desire; outcome different than firstly anticipated. Usually disappointment, however, I wanted to make a little twist to it, given the nature of the fic, so his plan fails for other cheesy reasons :3)

* This mostly stems from my need for fluffy Nikolai and because I am an awful, cheesy & romantic person. (I disgust myself and you should be disgusted too)

I digress...I thought that using one of the works from an irl author to sort of...make an opposite, but similar to bsd Nikolai when it comes to freedom could be interesting. Ability isn't fully connected to a book itself, it's more my own interpretation + using the name to make it! :D Also, names are from the book, descriptions of souls in this case is different since I wanted to make a little variety :)

** When Nikolai says "So is graveyard", he isn't threatening to kill the reader, but teasing their ability and dead vibe/behavior or rather lack of excitement :3

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

this is long, I am sorry, spam how disgusting I am pls.....an AO3 link is here and in the fic, since it couldn't fit LOL

A cage of freedom || Nikolai Gogol x Reader

Dead Souls. That was your ability which you hated. It had some good parts, of course, but it mostly limited you in your own essence. Part of your ability allowed you to see other people's essence, their soul and one thing they crave the most. Different part was granting you power to see, speak to and help souls of the dead to pass on when they are ready.

It all sounds like a lovely thing to experience, except it wasn't.

Indeed, the souls could help you as well, grant you needed information, take care of your blind spots, even fight for you.

However, everything has a price.

Yours was your own soul. Not in a way people usually imagine.

Your ability didn't allow you to feel much. The dead who get stuck in the physical realm are already feeling a lot of heavy emotions - such as grief, pain, anger, sorrow and anxiety. Therefore, your own emotions had to be in constant check so you wouldn't be disturbing the souls attached to you and possibly ruin their remaining stability. With that being known, you realized that the best way is to not experience anything at all or rather, as little as possible.

You didn't allow yourself to experience fear, anxiety or sadness. You learned to detach yourself and naturally, the stories of the poor souls made your endurance much bigger. Another big rule you had was not falling in love or loving people. They can leave at any moment and completely ruin the ground beneath you which would trap those souls you take care of in the worst parts of existence - eternal suffering and no memories of their lives.

People can hurt you, they are unpredictable and dishonest, as much as you can see the part of their essence - that doesn't protect your own. It is always better not to risk it. That's what you've learned after so many years of living the way you do.

Which is why you were a perfect fit for Decay of Angels.

Someone who is rational, not emotion driven and has a flexible ability that actually grants more than one person. Fyodor was beyond intrigued, and you were beyond satisfied with their goal. You wanted your own ability to come to an end, but also, to stop the war.

Aftermaths of wars still have souls lingering to this day, too damaged to be helped and you always feel a faint sting in your heart when you can't do anything. You can't even grieve them or cry over them, just forcefully accept endless suffering like it's nothing, but an inconvenience.

You were deprived of basic human experience and the right - to feel. You were not a psychopath, nor a sociopath, no. You had to forcefully cage your own heart and limit anything that may come in or out of it. As much as you would like to say it does become easier, some days remind you that it's not.

To say you crave a friendship, a love, a passion, a sadness, an intense happiness, a heartbreak, a feeling of being alive after being surrounded by nothing but death for as long as you remember was an understatement.

Sometimes, the souls would apologize to you, they felt your desires too. They were beyond grateful for your work, but they also knew the suffering they were causing to you.

Being stripped away from a life - in a living, functioning body in which the blood runs and heart beats intensely was nothing more than a punishment. Nothing less than a cruel joke. Just a simple slavery to your own unfortunate circumstance. You were a warm flesh covering your own cage, pretending to be alive while craving the freedom of the dead. A freedom of everyone else.

Even the worst scums on earth had a right to feel, but you? No.

You were deprived of a choice even before you were given one.

When you met the rest of the Angels, you were not impressed by any, given the fact you already knew you wouldn't attach yourself. A quick glance at their essences told you everything you needed to know.

Sigma, Bram, Fukuchi, Fyodor and finally Nikolai.

A home.

A sleep. A family. It switches depending on whether he is awake or asleep.

An end to a war.

Salvation and cleansing.

A freedom.

You want to scoff. A freedom? From what?

It often mildly annoys you how people's deepest desires are either shallow, overly egoistical or simply attainable. Some people desire to change the world in the name of God, old or dead friends which is always an excuse for them to do whatever they think is right. Nobody can out-perfect the dead and you know it very well.

God is always used as a pedestal to explain human's extremities and allow them destruction in the name of higher good. Past can never not be sorrow and similarly to the dead - nothing can out-perfect it or change it. It all seems like a valid excuse simply because it can't be touched by humans. A past, the dead, a God. It's all singular and unchangeable. Therefore, it is undiscussable and immediately accepted as a valid reasoning for human's selfishness.

Some people desire a home or a family. Those are valid desires of any human and to those you can relate to.

However, for most humans it holds no meaning. They are shallow in their desires. It's often a one-way street. They want to be loved and to be safe or secure, but they aren't ready to give the same treatment back. Or simply, they try to heal their own lack of certain emotions or feelings through physically conventional things.

To make up for something they are not.

But one thing they all are. Humans are greedy. Once they attain home or a family, they desire something else. More. More. More. It's always more. They always want more of life. They never learn to appreciate what they have and the freedom of choice they were given. The very beginning of it - a freedom to desire things. It could be your own mild bitterness speaking, but given your position, it was a fair mindset to have. You were not allowed to even desire too much or too hard.

Some people desire things they already have. Those you hated the most - as much as you were allowed to hate.

They were either creepily shallow in a way such as - desiring more money when they already have everything they could possibly need. Desiring more partners; more love or passion when they already have a person who is completely devoted to them. Wanting more excitement, more happiness, more friends - everything they already had, but didn't appreciate, or could achieve without breaking a sweat.

A freedom?

There were people who desired freedom for good reasons. Abusive marriages, families or relationships. Being disabled or mentally ill. Being sick. Being overly pressured. Suffering things such as slavery, sex trafficking and similar. They desire freedom too and you know that. You don't speak of them, and you are aware of your own ungratefulness sometimes.

But, human tragedies and pains are not to be compared because one will always seem smaller than the other, but emotions on each side will always remain. Desire on each side will always remain. Helplessness will always remain.

They will connect through their despair which humans are either awfully good or bad at.

You are the bad one. You can only connect to the dead, and even then, your input and output must be limited. Your heart shall not open more than an inch. If you could stitch it to be shut closed - you would.

But you can't. Because certain empathy is needed for your ability to work. Not too much or too little of anything. To some it may seem like balance, but in reality it's torture.

Either feel everything or nothing at all. Feel as much as you need to feel.

Because experiencing life in low, limited measurement is like a soul is sick. Experiencing life in rare tea spoons of what it means to be living. Get a drop of water when there is an endless, clean ocean in front of you. A few breaths of being alive in-between what seems like endless suffocation.

It's awful and excruciating. It feels tightening. It feels like your soul is constipated to say the least. It feels torturous.

Therefore, quite frankly, you can't help but experience a small jolting of nerves when you witness someone like him. Someone who seems so obnoxious, so loud, so out there, so shamelessly being themself. Someone who has all the freedom, who isn't bound by the dead, by the living, by the suffering, by his own ability. Hell, even listening about his ability makes you want to puke.

"My ability grants me to store things in my coat right here! I can also create portals and transfer my body parts or things. Pretty cool, isn't it?!" he is twirling around while he speaks, his voice enthusiastic.

"A true ability for a true magician!" he claps his hands before bowing down. As if he did something amazing.

You don't even say a word, a faint disgust on your face.

"Oh~, you don't seem impressed," his voice softens.

"How about now?!" he transports his hand from his coat to the other member named Sigma, squishing his cheek. Sigma yelps, giving him an irritated look.

"Could you stop that?!" he yells as he unsuccessfully tries to slap Nikolai's hand away as he reverts it back quickly, giggling.

"Interesting." you say in an obviously disinterested tone. Nikolai looks at you, his expression confused for a moment.

"Ah, sarcasm! Got it!" he snaps his fingers before pointing at you.

"What about you, though? What's your ability?" he asks with a little smile on his face.

"I can speak to the dead." you deadpan and both men's expressions change to a slight shock.

"Really?" Nikolai asks, a bit intrigued.

"Really. I can communicate with them and help them cross once they are ready." you nod, your whole demeanor calm.

"That's spooky!" he says in a lower, but still expressive tone, covering his mouth with his hand that was further covered by the coat.

"Not at all. It's depressing, but rewarding at times." you reply in a casual tone.

"Hm...still, quite spooky to me." he replies in a quieter tone.

"To each its own." you shrug. The silence fills the room, feeling a bit awkward, but as if it could affect you.

"So...are there any dead people with us now?" Sigma whispers.

"Quite a few actually. Around five at the moment." you smile as you rest your chin on your palm.

"Your whisper woke them, they seem to be quite angry with you. They will begin to hunt soon." you give him a sly gaze.

"Why?! I didn't do anything! How do I-"

"I am kidding. They don't care." you say in a slightly playful tone, calming an anxious man down. He would never be able to have your ability, it's entertaining to witness.

"So you do have a sense of humor after all! We will make a great pair." Nikolai giggles at your teasing. He sits next to you and you feel the disgust climb up your throat.

Naturally, you tone it down immediately. For your own and the souls' sake.

"I don't think so." you raise your eyebrow at him, lips curling down a bit. Nikolai gives you a slightly confused expression.

"If I leave now, will they follow me?" Sigma whispers again and it makes you sigh out.

"No, they won't follow you. Unless you are the reason they are bound in the physical realm or I order them, they won't care about you." your voice is comforting. You understand people's anxiety around you and rarely blame them. It's better than those who cling onto you. Like this damn clown.

Sigma nods, letting a little sigh out from relief. He waves to you and leaves the room, you assume to the Casino he was in charge of.

"Do you want to prank him later?" Nikolai giggles happily, elbowing your arm. You want to rip his arm apart, but remain calm - as always.

"Not interested." you slowly get up, making a leave of your own.

You stop for a moment, turning around to face him. Nikolai's expression seems innocent and dumb-founded.

"One more thing though. I can also see the souls of people and their biggest desire. Quite frankly, yours disgusts me. So, if you would be so kind as to stay away from me unless it's a work thing." you give him a polite smile, regardless of your voice being sharp. You open the door and leave the room to go to your own before a mission.

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i-just-like-goats · 2 years

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Yoo can I request Nikolai with a platonic! younger female reader who's mother is like Nagisa's mother but she wanted a son instead? e.g. she forces her daughter to crossdress, have short hair, and basically dictates her daughter's life without letting her do what she wants. How would Nikolai react since it kinda goes against his values of freedom yknow

If this is triggering, please feel free to ignore this request.

Hii! I'm so sorry for posting this super late, but school's been testing me recently haha. I was really interested by this concept and it saddened me that I couldn't work on it sooner, sorry again! (I am so sorry if I didnt do it justice) Thank you for the request and hope you enjoy!

Nikolai Gogol x Female Reader

Summary: in the ask

Warnings: controlling mother, suggestions of killing

WC: 0.5k

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Freedom was Nikolai's ultimate goal. He'd rather die than not be free, yet here you were standing in front of him, confined and still living your poor life. The exact opposite of Nikolai.

You were the object of Nikolai's disdain. He wasn't disdainful towards you as a person, no, he liked you too much to look down on you. But what he did look down on was your situation. It went entirely against his goal. And that insulted him. How could someone he was fond of be so trapped when you could be so free?

You had the freedom to walk away and leave your restrictive mother. You had the freedom to grow your hair out to look more feminine the way you wanted. You had the freedom to wear the clothes that you felt comfortable in. Yet you still came to him wearing masculine clothing, pretending to be someone you weren't. All to please the woman who birthed you.

It truly was pathetic in Nikolai's eyes. But you were someone he cared about, so that disdain turned to anger and he would happily end your mother if it meant that you could embrace yourself as a female and not a male.

You sat down next to him on the pier. You had a new haircut today. He pursed his lips but bit his tongue when he saw your defeated eyes.

"New haircut,"

"Yeah,"

You smiled at him. Even on the worst days, just being near Nikolai brought a smile onto your face.

"I don't want to talk about her. I will say though, that I did fight,"

"Really? Well I'm proud,"

Nikolai refrained from ruffling your hair and instead patted your shoulder. You beamed at him. How adorable. You were like a sister to him.

If only he could protect you and make you happy like a big brother should. He was free, so he didn't see why he couldn't set you free.

You lightly touched his clenched fist. He stared at you slightly surprised.

"Being friends with you makes me happy, and for now I just want to stay like this. I don't want to worry or to think about her. I'll take it one small step at a time, so please be patient,"

Your smile calmed him. And even though he'd go to the ends of the world to make you happy, he would never do something that you didn't want him to do. Like removing your mother's existence from the world.

"Alright. Just know that I'm always here for you,"

"I know,"

Nikolai smiled lightly as you rested your head on his shoulder.

"Perhaps freedom will have to wait, as long as it means I can enjoy these moments with you with no worries, I'm happy,"

But beneath that smile and carefree tone, violent thoughts swirled around in his head. You were so sweet, so forgiving. So naive.

He had to set you free from your controlling mother. Life was given to you so you could be free. You were stripped of the freedom that you so clearly deserved. He felt passion burning in his chest more strongly than it ever did before.

Nikolai would set you free, no matter the cost.

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pompompurin1028 · 2 years

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Curiosity killed the Cat

Summary: Having been sent on a mission with Nikolai, and feeling troubled mid-way, you and him indulge in a conversation

Pairing: Nikolai, DoA! reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort (?)

Warnings: Connections to Nikolai's philosophy throughout the fic, may be occ

A/N: This fic has been sitting planned in my drafts for too long, so I've finally written it and am throwing it out into the void. This fic was built upon the thought of putting Nikolai together with a conversation inspired by the themes of Alice in Wonderland, which had me very excited since I felt like they actually would go quite well together, I don’t know if it would be reflected but yeah. I had a lot of fun with the idea and writing it and am pretty proud of it so I hope you will like it as much as I did.

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Snow scattered from the skies like rain. Flurries filled the world with white, from the top of your head, clinging onto the strands of your hair, slowly but surely encompassing your vision with its delicate cool.

Coldness prickled at your skin, melting into drops of water, sliding down your face. Turning away from the direction you were facing in a poor attempt to avoid the sudden incoming wave of snow, as you glanced down at the ground to clear your vision, you noticed Nikolai’s steps slowing to match your own as you adjusted the position of your scarf. Smiling softly with fondness at the small gesture, you cannot help but be reminded of older times when you and Nikolai used to wander more familiar streets under the gaze of the streetlights and the moon as snow fluttered around the two of you. Yet, hearing the chattering and mutterings of the people around you in an almost foreign tongue, who settled themselves seamlessly into the crowds of the streets and stores that huddled around its side pulled you from your memories, recalling you to the fact that this venture with Nikolai into the snowy weather was for a scouting mission to better understand the new environment to aid in the details of Fyodor’s meticulous plans. Though in the back of your mind you knew that you should continue with the mission, but at the realization of how strangely out of place you abruptly felt among them, your feet felt like it was rooted into the ground.

With various mutterings about the sudden snowfall entering your ears at random around you, weaving into polite small talk among multiple groups followed by almost mechanic-like sounds of agreement as they walked past, continuing in their own directions without a pause, you couldn’t stop a sigh from escaping your lips. Watching as the mist rose up to your line of sight, you found yourself at a loss at the sense of normalcy the sight and those around you embodied, a feeling you have long since abandoned since you have joined the Decay of Angels in becoming an outsider to society. This thought filled you with a sense of loss, like a part of you had long since been taken from you, leaving a tightness in its wake though you have only just apprehended it.

As if recognizing your thoughts, or perhaps puzzled by the halt in your movements. You heard the clear thudding sound of Nikolai’s shoes against the pavement even amongst the crowd before you felt the recognizable grasp of his hand against your shoulder. The warmth seeping through his gloved covered hand sent a shiver down your body. Meeting the gaze of his gold eyes, which for the rare occasion were both uncovered, for a second it almost felt like he was looking into you, his gaze piercing and penetrating into your soul before his typical wide smile crossed his lips. At this, the atmosphere around you softened, yet you could still feel the effects of his stare lingering.

“What’s with the gloomy look, Y/N? Have you suddenly decided you do not like my company anymore?” He gasps dramatically, pulling you against his side playfully with one hand, while placing the other against his heart, feigning a hurt expression. “Or is it, like me, you too are bewildered by the people around us?” His voice softens at this, and his smile thins to become a frown. “You wonder if they are tired of this, or if they have perhaps gone mad.” His voice trails off.

“...What do you mean by that, Koyla?” You asked, though you wished to voice your question with your usual confidence, you found your voice softened almost to a breathless whisper when you began to wonder if he knew what exactly was on your mind, perhaps even better than yourself.

And your unusual tone didn't escape his notice, only serving to widen a grin on his face, and put a glint of excitement into his eyes.

"Curious and curiouser you are, Y/N, and so very curious." He dallied as if he were lost in thought as he spoke. "But are you sure you wish to know? To know something new means killing your old unknown self, there will be no going back to the person whom you once were."

When the last words left his lips in a smile, the shrills and yells from the crowd around you drew your attention away from the man standing beside you. Turning to look behind you in the attempt to understand the reason for the ruckus, you were just in time to catch sight of a stray cat dashing towards you, slipping swiftly against your feet with a piece of stolen food gripped in its mouth before it changed its course once again and hid into the alleyway. As men behind you exclaimed with disapproval, sighing about the lost and stolen food from his stall, and the crowds around you mutter about being shaken by its sudden appearance and disruption you couldn’t find it in you to shake the invariable sense of affection you had for it, wondering if it was in its disorder merely its own way of finding itself through life.

As the crowd shuffled back to the form it had taken before the stray’s disruption, you heard Nikolai puff out a sigh, almost like he was disappointed. Turning his gaze to you again, you saw a smile finding its way to his lips again.

“Don’t you think it's foolish? How so many people blindly adhere to the unspoken rules society has created, from the law to etiquette and how one should behave? Do they even ask themselves ‘why’ these behaviours are arbitrary? Doesn’t it feel incomprehensible?” Nikolai laments. “You feel it too, Y/N don’t you? How suffocating it is. Being in the Decay of Angels has freed us from this binding, this brainwashing, giving us the ability to act on our own accord. A newfound freedom.” He widens his arms dramatically and almost proudly you would add, though his voice is softened where only the two of you could hear, like he had wished to share with you this enlightenment of his since the moment he ushered you to join the organization alongside him.

“I wanted to give you a chance to choose, for yourself, who you wish to be,” Nikolai extended a gloved hand towards you, his gold eyes shining inviting you to take it. “One of these mad people in this society. Or perhaps you will become like that stray, fighting and trying to find your own way through the throes of rules even though you have begun to apprehend its absurdity, and knowing that just by being here, despite your efforts you will be met with disapproval and jeering from others. Especially in our line of work, if you are to continue here, you will only be met by conflicts between your mind and the opinions of others, but also the necessity to continue the missions you are given, knowing full well it will be despised.”

Turning away from his gaze, you wished to shut your eyes and ears to his words, knowing full well that what he spoke is but the truth. Indeed, you cannot continue to stay in the Decay of Angels without a deep sense of determination for what you do, you cannot stay directionless as you have been, you cannot waver. Though you wished to stay in the dark about this realization, you knew imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality which thrives upon limiting questions and seeking immediate answers, though it will benefit you now, you know that one day it will only cost you your ruin.

“Don’t turn away, you know we cannot turn back now,” Nikolai grasps your cheek with surprising tenderness. “Though we may be unable to thrive as the latter two. With our new found freedom, we can become birds and escape from this bewildering cage with our wild wings, instead of being stuck and even enjoy being in this cage to the point where you forget it is even one.”

At this, a thud from a fallen tree branch sounded across the silent street. Looking around you found the crowd which surrounded you two earlier dissipated with time. Instead, the chirping of birds filled your ears. Watching aa they soar as a pair into the sky before your eyes, you gazed at them, attempting to chase the pair until they disappeared from your sight.

Finally looking away from the sky, you turned to Nikolai with a firm nod as you took his hand. “Let’s go, Koyla, we still have a mission to complete.”

“Indeed we do, so off we go!”

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lovedazai · 10 months

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LEAVING LIPSTICK STAINS ON THEM

ft. dazai, chuuya, ranpo, fyodor, nikolai, tecchou

p.s.! ⊹˚. this has been in my drafts forever & on my mind for even longer :< i just want to spoil all of them

DAZAI ー dazai is glowing under all of your attention. the rosy smudges cover his entire face; they peek from beneath his bangs, traveling across his cheekbones and bleeding over the edges of the bandages on his neck. he didn’t know how long it’d been since you first cupped his cheeks, a smile curling his lips when he saw the red painted on yours. getting showered in your kisses was like a dream, and he thinks that if he were to die right now, it’d be even more euphoric than he could’ve ever imagined. he buries his hand in your hair to cup the back of your head, urging you to continue. he shamelessly whines when you pull away, even if you’re still close enough for the tips of your noses to brush. “just one more?” you press your lips to his cheek, but his lithe finger curls under your chin to bring you back to his lips, darkening the pigmented smears on the corner of his mouth. he lets out a dreamy sigh as he looks at you, wiping the lipstick that escaped the outline of your lips with his thumb. “just one more?” he kisses you, mumbling the rest against your mouth. “for real this time?”

CHUUYA ー chuuya had given you his black card for the day, letting you buy whatever you desire with the promise of showing him everything when he got home that night. shopping bags and tissue paper dot the floor; the soft blue eyes that watched you flaunt your new clothes now linger on your lips as you apply your new lipstick. “i really like this color,” your phone camera works as a makeshift mirror, and you pop your lips, bright red spread evenly across them. “i got it because it reminded me of you.” you make yourself comfortable on his lap, placing your knees on each side of his thighs before you press your lips to his skin, warm from his blush. you start kissing along his cheekbone, leaving a trail of stains across his face until you press your lips to his. his bare thumb makes itself home against your jaw, and his ungloved fingers are warm from where they rest on your skin. when you pull away, chuuya’s grin is equal parts lovesick and prideful, and you smile at the marks you left behind. “this color looks so good on you.” he says, the pad of his thumb rubbing circles on your cheek. “yeah? it looks good on you too.” you kiss the corner of his lips, watching in satisfaction at how it smudges his skin. he holds you firmly to his chest, hand sneaking beneath your shirt and settling on the dip of your lower back. “you got any more to swatch on me, pretty girl?”

RANPO ー the smile that formed when you first started kissing ranpo slowly drops as his lips quiver and his hands grip at your shirt, keeping you close to his chest. the stains left behind from your lips are camouflaged against the background of his flushed cheeks, pretty pink complimenting the green of his eyes. “so pretty,” you mumble. “did you know you’re the prettiest boy i’ve ever seen?” you think you hear him whimper at your words, and the little noises vibrate against your mouth. his lips are sweet from the konpeito he was eating when you first found him, and you make sure to linger on them every now and then. his grip on your shirt tightens when you pull away, smiling at the collection of lipstick marks across his face. “why’d you stop?” he pouts. “i’m out of space. i kissed you all over.” you tilt your head, pressing your lips to the tip of his nose. “except there.” his hand leaves your side to pull at his loosened tie, and you watch him unbutton the top of his shirt until his collarbones are visible. “there,” his hands settle against your waist once more, tugging you back to your rightful place pressed against him. “now keep going!”

FYODOR ー what starts as one kiss turns into two, then three; you couldn’t resist the urge to keep going when you saw how easy it was to paint his pale skin with your lipstick. you wrap your arms around his shoulders from behind as he sits at his desk, grinning to yourself as you trace the marks across his cheekbones with your finger. “what are you smiling about?” he looks at you from the corner of his eye, a slight smile of his own growing. “nothing. you’re just handsome.” he hums, spinning his chair to face you. “does it have something to do with this, i wonder?” he has a knowing glint in his eye as he holds your jaw to trace his thumb along your mouth. you kiss his fingertip from its place on your lip, admiring the way the pigment stains his fingertips as best you can; it's a welcome contrast to the blood from his biting habit. he takes the opportunity to pull your face to his own, kissing your lips as his hands sneak to your waist. “if you insist on showering me with your sweet affection,” his lips curl upwards into a self indulgent grin as he pulls you onto his lap. “you should at least be comfortable while you’re doing it.”

NIKOLAI ー you carefully trace the shape of your lips, not noticing the man who teleports into your room; you hear him before you see him. “boo!” you jump, gaze drawn from your reflection to nikolai’s smiling face, peeking up from behind your shoulder. “kolya,” you sigh. “you almost ruined my lipstick.” he meets your pout with a giggle, squishing your cheeks in his hand. “lipstick, you say?” a gloved finger swipes across your lip, smearing the fresh coat you’d just put on. his visible eye sparkles as he looks down at the fabric, darkened with pigment. before you can realize it, he’s taken your spot at your vanity and pulled you into his lap. he taps his cheek in the form of a request, visible eye crinkled from how hard he smiles when your lips meet his skin. it only grows with each kiss you place, giggling when you brush his hair back to kiss along his jaw. when he looks over your shoulder and catches himself in the mirror, dotted with red stains, he can’t help but wish your marks were as permanent as his scar. he grabs your chin, turning your head so he can press his lips to yours. “i thought you wanted me to kiss you,” your nose brushes his, eyes falling to his tinted lips before he tilts your face upwards to meet his gaze. “don’t be so greedy,” he grins, twirling your lipstick tube between his fingers. “it’s my turn now.”

TECCHOU ー you were especially indulgent with your goodbye kisses today, and tecchou couldn’t find it in himself to mind. he leans into your touch as you tuck his hair away from his face, brushing your lips right beneath his marking. he lets you do as you please, content to stand there as your kisses tickle his skin and pleasantly turn his stomach. “can i have one here too?” he points to his lips, shivering when your hands curl behind his neck as you move to kiss the corner of his mouth, trailing back up to his cheek. “i have to go soon,” his voice is as serious as ever, but his lips are pulled into the tiniest of pouts, hands still lingering against your hips. your lips are pressed against his chin when he sighs your name, finally making you look up at him. the red stains scattered across his face match his uniform; the thought of your boyfriend going about his day visibly stained by your affection makes you fill with butterflies, and you've never been so thankful for his obliviousness. you place his hat on his head, straightening the brim. “stay safe today, okay?” you whisper, pressing one last kiss to his lips. he nods, hand falling to the handle of his sword, but his stoic face isn’t nearly as intimidating with your lipstick smeared across it.

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