As a request please give me some lewd Ruggie Bucchi Headcanons if you have any!! I’m starving for content!!!!! <3 <3 <3 please and thank you!!
Giggle Call ☆ Headcanon + Drabble
☆Pervy!Top!Ruggie x Yuu!Reader :
The story of how Ruggie turn poor unfortunate(fortunate?) you, into his perfect little toy~
Warnings: Mature content, Ruggie is aged up to 18+ and NCR is an actually college, public sex, manipulation, gaslighting, fingering, handjob, oral (female, male and gn receiving). Mind break? Not proofread.
Author Note: Ok this request gives me so much liberty lol. This is Ruggie with a yuu!reader, fem, male, and gn. But the actual act of sex will be gn. Anyways Hope you like it!
Note: Fem!yuu!reader wears a skirt, meanwhile male and gn wear pants. The only reason is because I have a fem!yuu oc that I made a uniform for, and I like the idea of reader wearing it. For the beginning Headcanons fem and male reader are cis, but if this gets enough post likes/or it is highly requested, I don’t mind writing another version for trans readers! Another thing, this is my first male!amab!reader work, I personally don’t think I would do masc and/or amab request just yet. This is more of a going with flow type of work. I honestly just felt like including masc!amab content, but it’s something I won’t ask a request as I am still a beginner and work with fem!afab content is easier for me. By the way a giggle call is what you call a hyena’s laught.
☆ More under the cut. ☆
It all begin when you first arrived in twisted wonderland. As you approach the dark mirror, pronouncing your name to it, a somewhat odd odeur was what Ruggie smelled from you.
The scent that came off you was definitely out of place, especially for this school. When the Mirror denounced you as a magicless human, Ruggie thought that was it for a moment. But, Ruggie had been around magiclessor low magic kids back home, and your aroma was definitely different from theirs. Yours was something he had never encountered before, out worldly he dare say!
Despite he’s usual reclined state towards anything but food, his interest was peeked, so he had made a mental note to keep an eye open for you.
(Jump to the next divider for male!reader, and the one after that for gn!reader)
Fem!Reader
The day after the ceremony, Crowley had given you some pretty loose clothing to your janitor work in. When Ruggie saw your face as you walk on Main Street, he couldn’t lie that he found you feminine looking and pretty too. No matter what you would be wearing, you would be confused for a chick.
He just continued to walk towards the school building, but as he momentarily grazed your side he did a step back. Sure the Pomefiore guys were the pretty type, so feminine guys weren’t foreign to this hyena. But he was a beastmen and one who trusted his sense of smell at that. His nose had told him something as he walk passed you; The fact you were defenetly a girl, no doubt about it.
Now having fully you on his radar, not something to look around for when the occasion was given, Ruggie was going to have his fun with the new pretty girl on campus.
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The next day he saw you brandish a shiny new uniform, with modifications to the regular clothing. Your little alterations to the articles made them ‘more you’ he thought.
You had replacing the usual pair of pants with a skirt that was a bit longer than a mid-thigh one but didn’t reach the knee. It was beautifully embroidered with a swirly thorn pattern, you also wore a pair of stockings/tights to accompany it.
Honestly, it looked good, and ‘Hey, he wasn’t the type to complain at a look of those pretty legs.’ As he casually tried to pass of his staring of your body to his friends, his mind was only focus on one thought that concern your skirt. ‘Easy access.’
He knew he wasn’t suppose to drool at the first hot chick he saw, especially one he had just first seen day prior and had never even talk to for that matter.
But ‘come on!’ What kind of reasonable beastman would not ongle as such a tasty treat like your self.
After the initial process of staring at you in the hallways and the classroom, Ruggie became conscious to the fact that he share most of his classes with you this semester. That meant he actually had the chance to get closer to you! And things only went down hill since then...
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The day after his ‘enlightenment’ as he put it to Leona. Ruggie had introducing himself to you, acting normal as ever, like he wasn’t just thinking foul things about you.
Quickly after being aquatinted, he made a point to be your sitting buddy in every class your shared. Getting closer after every class.
His behaviour started sweet, at least form your perspective, you were unaware of the true depravity behind the eyes of the man you had began to call your friend.
First step of his plan was to complete isolate you, so he slowly separated you from your usual friend group during lunch, making you sit with his instead. He had already done so with your shared so classes so you weren’t suspicious enough to see a red flag in such actions, ‘he just wanted some friendly attention, right?’
His secret depraved thoughts soon transform to reality. In the debut of it all, he would graze you more often, hold your hand longer when dragging you off somewhere, his hugs were tighter and his hand would travel lowered and lower down you back after each interaction.
Contact with him was now so common, that he was comfortable being more ‘handsy’.
He would smack your your ass as passed you, saying that it just his way to say hello now that you were ‘close friends.’
He would grope your boobs and play it off as a prank.
He would ‘fake bang you’ any time you happen to bend over in front of him. Making his friend groupe laugh.
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At some point these behaviours were completely normalized to you, but only from Ruggie, ‘he was your best friend after all and he was the only one allowed to do so!’ You would tell off anyone who tried to copy his actions towards you and he thrived in such reaction.
He was really molding you into the girl perfect his little fantasy, the type of chick that would let him do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. But that wasn’t just that by now, in his own twisted way he had fallen for the charms of your personality, not just your body. So from here on he ought to himself that you would be his girlfriend before the end of the school year!
———————————————————————
With the new found confidence from your compliance, Ruggie made it his next goal to persuade you into letting him touch you.
And not in the way he did previously, his ‘measly groping’ wasn’t anything like what he was going to do to you now….
It all started at the beginning of the second semester with this pervy hyena offering you a massage.
And ‘hey why not, you’re sure he must have done something along those lines for his lazy lion of a dorm leader.’ It’s true that Ruggie did give Leona massages from time to time, when the lion requested them. But, yours was a ‘special one’.
He would start with your neck & shoulders taking care of the knots in those areas, than your arms, and your hands.
He would then make you lie stomach down, working your upper to lower back. Moving on to your ass, under the pretext that; ‘there’s muscle in there too’ so he needed to knead it!
After that he took care of the back of your legs, then flipped you onto your back with ease. Shocking you at the display of strength.
He soon continued his ‘massage’ with the front of your thighs. His hands going higher, and higher until he reach your panties. He began to play with your panty line from under your skirt, which caused you to speak out.
“What are you doing Ruggie?!!” “Chill out, I’m just giving a massage.” He replied nonchalantly, “But this isn’t-“ “Come on don’t be such a fucking prude, I’m making you feel good aren’t I? You should definitely be thanking me, instead of berate me. So, now shut up like a good girl and let me work on the massage.”
He knew he was manipulative in that instant, but he could help but grin at the fact that you did stop protesting like he asked you to. Replacing your sounds of disapproval, by sweet gasps and moans, just for him to enjoy. Meanwhile it had came to him that he had conditioned you to accept anything he dished out, you were totally submissive to his words and actions, this was something that he loved.
He soon stop the simple fiddle of your pussy through the fabric of your panties, to pull in the fabric aside and fingering you. He giggled every time your body would jerk, he held down your legs to prevent from escaping as he started eating you messily. Oh, and you came hard. Harder than you ever by your own fingers, maybe that’s why you were so compliant with his next actions…
The pervert had begin to finger you in class, making it a game of if you can keep quiet enough to not get caught. Too bad for you, even if you were completely silent most students knew what was taking place at the back of the classroom, after all Ruggie wasn’t the only beastman in your class. And those guys all had developed smell and hearing.
He made you jerk him off at lunch in the cafeteria, hand under the table. Blow him in the unfrequented hallways, and texted you to join him in the bathroom stalls during your unshared classes, so he could fuck you!
This went on to the point that you couldn’t touch yourself without thinking about him, and you certainly couldn’t cum without his help.
He had made you so dependent on him for pleasure, you were at his neck and call, even accepting to be his girlfriend the moment he asked you halfway through the second semester. It was to late for you, your previous friends couldn’t help you anymore, looks like Ruggie did do well on his promise.
Male!Reader
The day after the ceremony, Crowley had given you some pretty loose clothing to your janitor work in. When Ruggie saw your face as you walk on Main Street, he couldn’t lie that he found you handsome looking. No matter what you would be wearing, you would be confused for some male idol or model.
He just continued to walk towards the school building, but as he momentarily grazed your side he couldn’t help but appreciate your scent. Sure he was used to guys around him, despite that, for some reason the way you smelled was so appealing to him. He felt almost bewitched at that, ‘was he and the dark mirror or are you actually magicless?’
Now having fully you on his radar, not something to look around for when the occasion was given, Ruggie was going to have his fun with the new hot guy on campus.
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The next day he saw you brandish a shiny new uniform, with modifications to the regular clothing. Your little alterations to the articles made them ‘more you’ he thought.
You had the penta tailored to fit you to the perfection, complimenting your figure. The pant’s bottoms were beautifully embroidered with a swirly thorn pattern, you also wore a black and white striped band around your left arm in a similar manner others would do with their dorms insignia, you made it into a bow to compensate it.
Honestly, it looked good, and ‘Hey, he wasn’t the type to complain at a look of the fashionable specimen you were.’ As he casually tried to pass of his staring of your body to his friends, his mind was only focus on one thought that concern your fitted pants. ‘He couldn’t wait to rip them of if you.’
He knew he wasn’t suppose to drool at the first hot guy he saw, especially one he had just first seen day prior and had never even talk to for that matter.
But ‘come on!’ What kind of reasonable beastman would not ongle as such a tasty treat like your self.
After the initial process of staring at you in the hallways and the classroom, Ruggie became conscious to the fact that he share most of his classes with you this semester. That meant he actually had the chance to get closer to you! And things only went down hill since then...
———————————————————————
The day after his ‘enlightenment’ as he put it to Leona. Ruggie had introducing himself to you, acting normal as ever, like he wasn’t just thinking foul things about you.
Quickly after being aquatinted, he made a point to be your sitting buddy in every class your shared. Getting closer after every class.
His behaviour started sweet, at least form your perspective, you were unaware of the true depravity behind the eyes of the man you had began to call your friend.
First step of his plan was to complete isolate you, so he slowly separated you from your usual friend group during lunch, making you sit with his instead. He had already done so with your shared so classes so you weren’t suspicious enough to see a red flag in such actions, ‘he just wanted some friendly attention, right?’
His secret depraved thoughts soon transform to reality. In the debut of it all, he would graze you more often, hold your hand longer when dragging you off somewhere, his hugs were tighter and his hand would travel lowered and lower down you back after each interaction.
Contact with him was now so common, that he was comfortable being more ‘handsy’.
He would smack your your ass as passed you, saying that it just his way to say hello now that you were ‘close friends.’
He would grope your crotch and play it off as just him wanting to know ‘what his bro was packing, he’s not gay, so why are you being weird about it?’ This manipulative fucker
He would ‘fake bang you’ any time you happen to bend over in front of him. Saying that you looked like a chick from behind, so it was basically the same he told you and his friends. In all honestly it didn’t matter if your behind would be considered feminine or not, he was just spouting bullshit as excuses. But in reality he would’ve definitely fucked you this very right moment if you had given him the green light.
———————————————————————
At some point these behaviours were completely normalized to you, but only from Ruggie, ‘he was your best friend after all and he was the only one allowed to do so!’ You would tell off anyone who tried to copy his actions towards you and he thrived in such reaction.
He was really molding you into the boy perfect his little fantasy, the type of guy that would let him do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. But that wasn’t just that by now, in his own twisted way he had fallen for the charms of your personality, not just your body. So from here on he ought to himself that you would be his boyfriend before the end of the school year!
———————————————————————
With the new found confidence from your compliance, Ruggie made it his next goal to persuade you into letting him touch you.
And not in the way he did previously, his ‘measly groping’ wasn’t anything like what he was going to do to you now….
It all started at the beginning of the second semester with this pervy hyena offering you a massage.
And ‘hey why not, you’re sure he must have done something along those lines for his lazy lion of a dorm leader.’ It’s true that Ruggie did give Leona massages from time to time, when the lion requested them. But, yours was a ‘special one’.
He would start with your neck & shoulders taking care of the knots in those areas, than your arms, and your hands.
He would then make you lie stomach down, working your upper to lower back. He had made you remove your pants so he could better work the muscles. Moving on to your ass, under the pretext that; ‘there’s muscle in there too’ so he needed to knead it!
After that he took care of the back of your legs, then flipped you onto your back with ease. Shocking you at the display of strength.
He soon continued his ‘massage’ with the front of your thighs. His hands going higher, and higher until he reach your boxers. He began to rub your member from from above the fabric, which caused you to speak out.
“What are you doing Ruggie?!!” “Chill out, I’m just giving a massage.” He replied nonchalantly, “But this isn’t-“ “Come on don’t be such a fucking prude, I’m making you feel good aren’t I? You should definitely be thanking me, instead of berate me. So, now shut up like a good boy and let me work on the massage.”
He knew he was manipulative in that instant, but he could help but grin at the fact that you did stop protesting like he asked you to. Replacing your sounds of disapproval, by sweet gasps and moans, just for him to enjoy. Meanwhile it had came to him that he had conditioned you to accept anything he dished out, you were totally submissive to his words and actions, this was something that he loved.
He soon stop the simple fiddle of your dick through the fabric of your boxers, to pull in the fabric down and jerked you off. He giggled every time your body would jerk, he changed the position, holding down your legs to prevent from escaping as he started fingering your hole. Oh, and you came hard. Harder than you ever by your own hands, maybe that’s why you were so compliant with his next actions…
The pervert had begin to jerk you off in class, making it a game of if you can keep quiet enough to not get caught. Too bad for you, even if you were completely silent most students knew what was taking place at the back of the classroom, after all Ruggie wasn’t the only beastman in your class. And those guys all had developed smell and hearing.
He made you jerk him off at lunch in the cafeteria, hand under the table. Blow him in the unfrequented hallways, and texted you to join him in the bathroom stalls during your unshared classes, so he could fuck you!
This went on to the point that you couldn’t touch yourself without thinking about him, and you certainly couldn’t cum without his help.
He had made you so dependent on him for pleasure, you were at his neck and call, even accepting to be his boyfriend the moment he asked you halfway through the second semester. It was to late for you, your previous friends couldn’t help you anymore, looks like Ruggie did do well on his promise.
Gn!Reader
The day after the ceremony, Crowley had given you some pretty loose clothing to your janitor work in. When Ruggie saw your face as you walk on Main Street, he couldn’t lie that he found you attractive looking. No matter what you would be wearing, you would be confused for some type of model for a big brand cosmetic/skincare company, not that he necessarily had any knowledge about them, he just had ‘that kind of feeling you know?’
He just continued to walk towards the school building, but as he momentarily grazed your side he felt as was overwhelming by the sweet and alluring aroma coming off of you. Was everyone sure you were indeed magicless, ‘cuz damn, you just had put a spell on that boy!’ He even wondered if you weren’t one of those sex demons that just passed themselves off as a stranded soul in this world, what were the called again, succubus? Incubus? Whatever, all he knew was would be falsifier if said that he didn’t want to pounce on you this very right instant.
Now having fully you on his radar, not something to look around for when the occasion was given, Ruggie was going to have his fun with the new sexy thing on campus.
———————————————————————
The next day he saw you brandish a shiny new uniform, with modifications to the regular clothing. Your little alterations to the articles made them ‘more you’ he thought.
You had the pant’s tailored to fit you to the perfection, complimenting your figure. The pant’s bottoms were beautifully embroidered with a swirly thorn pattern, you also wore a black and white striped band around your left arm in a similar manner others would do with their dorms insignia, you made it into a bow to compensate it.
Honestly, it looked good, and ‘Hey, he wasn’t the type to complain at a look of the fashionable specimen you were.’ As he casually tried to pass of his staring of your body to his friends, his mind was only focus on one thought that concern your fitted pants. ‘He couldn’t wait to rip them of if you.’
He knew he wasn’t suppose to drool at the first hot person he saw, especially one he had just first seen day prior and had never even talk to for that matter.
But ‘come on!’ What kind of reasonable beastman would not ongle as such a tasty treat like your self.
After the initial process of staring at you in the hallways and the classroom, Ruggie became conscious to the fact that he share most of his classes with you this semester. That meant he actually had the chance to get closer to you! And things only went down hill since then...
———————————————————————
The day after his ‘enlightenment’ as he put it to Leona. Ruggie had introducing himself to you, acting normal as ever, like he wasn’t just thinking foul things about you.
Quickly after being aquatinted, he made a point to be your sitting buddy in every class your shared. Getting closer after every class.
His behaviour started sweet, at least form your perspective, you were unaware of the true depravity behind the eyes of the man you had began to call your friend.
First step of his plan was to complete isolate you, so he slowly separated you from your usual friend group during lunch, making you sit with his instead. He had already done so with your shared so classes so you weren’t suspicious enough to see a red flag in such actions, ‘he just wanted some friendly attention, right?’
His secret depraved thoughts soon transform to reality. In the debut of it all, he would graze you more often, hold your hand longer when dragging you off somewhere, his hugs were tighter and his hand would travel lowered and lower down you back after each interaction.
Contact with him was now so common, that he was comfortable being more ‘handsy’.
He would smack your your ass as passed you, saying that it just his way to say hello now that you were ‘close friends.’
He would grope your thoughts and play it off as just him wanting to you to pay attention. ‘It’s not his fault you look like you always have your head in the clouds.’ This perverted fuck.
He would ‘fake bang you’ any time you happen to bend over in front of him. Saying that you looked like a chick from behind, so it was basically the same he told you and his friends. In all honestly it didn’t matter if your behind would be considered feminine or not, he was just spouting bullshit as excuses. But in reality he would’ve definitely fucked you this very right moment if you had given him the green light.
———————————————————————
At some point these behaviours were completely normalized to you, but only from Ruggie, ‘he was your best friend after all and he was the only one allowed to do so!’ You would tell off anyone who tried to copy his actions towards you and he thrived in such reaction.
He was really molding you into the person perfect his little fantasy, the type of person that would let him do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. But that wasn’t just that by now, in his own twisted way he had fallen for the charms of your personality, not just your body. So from here on he ought to himself that you would be his partner before the end of the school year!
———————————————————————
With the new found confidence from your compliance, Ruggie made it his next goal to persuade you into letting him touch you.
And not in the way he did previously, his ‘measly groping’ wasn’t anything like what he was going to do to you now….
It all started at the beginning of the second semester with this pervy hyena offering you a massage.
And ‘hey why not, you’re sure he must have done something along those lines for his lazy lion of a dorm leader.’ It’s true that Ruggie did give Leona massages from time to time, when the lion requested them. But, yours was a ‘special one’.
He would start with your neck & shoulders taking care of the knots in those areas, than your arms, and your hands.
He would then make you lie stomach down, working your upper to lower back. He had made you remove your pants so he could better work the muscles. Moving on to your ass, under the pretext that; ‘there’s muscle in there too’ so he needed to knead it!
After that he took care of the back of your legs, then flipped you onto your back with ease. Shocking you at the display of strength.
He soon continued his ‘massage’ with the front of your thighs. His hands going higher, and higher until he reach your underwear. He began to touch your bits from above the fabric, which caused you to speak out.
“What are you doing Ruggie?!!” “Chill out, I’m just giving a massage.” He replied nonchalantly, “But this isn’t-“ “Come on don’t be such a fucking prude, I’m making you feel good aren’t I? You should definitely be thanking me, instead of berate me. So, now shut up like a good plaything and let me work on the massage.”
He knew he was manipulative in that instant, but he could help but grin at the fact that you did stop protesting like he asked you to. Replacing your sounds of disapproval, by sweet gasps and moans, just for him to enjoy. Meanwhile it had came to him that he had conditioned you to accept anything he dished out, you were totally submissive to his words and actions, this was something that he loved.
He soon stop the simple fiddle of your junk through the fabric of your undies, to pull the fabric out of the way and play with you. He giggled every time your body would jerk, holding down your legs to prevent from escaping as he started fingering your hole. Oh, and you came hard. Harder than you ever by your own hands, maybe that’s why you were so compliant with his next actions…
The pervert had begin to touch you in class, making it a game of if you can keep quiet enough to not get caught. Too bad for you, even if you were completely silent most students knew what was taking place at the back of the classroom, after all Ruggie wasn’t the only beastman in your class. And those guys all had developed smell and hearing.
He made you jerk him off at lunch in the cafeteria, hand under the table. Blow him in the unfrequented hallways, and texted you to join him in the bathroom stalls during your unshared classes, so he could fuck you!
This went on to the point that you couldn’t touch yourself without thinking about him, and you certainly couldn’t cum without his help.
He had made you so dependent on him for pleasure, you were at his neck and call, even accepting to be his partner the moment he asked you halfway through the second semester. It was to late for you, your previous friends couldn’t help you anymore, looks like Ruggie did do well on his promise.
Sleeping with Pervy!Top!Ruggie:
Despite having quickies in bathroom stalls, Ruggie couldn’t settle his sexual frustration. He needed to fuck you, needed to take his time with you.
That’s why you were here now, splayed out naked on the hyena’s bed, waiting for him to return like he had told you.
A bit of time had passed when came back into the room, snacks and refreshments in his hands. Which whom he put his mini fridge for later.
After that was taken off, he proceeded to rip his clothes off and pounce on you. Relishing in the noises that came from your surprise self. Because no matter how many times he pursued you, it’s always a bit scary when someone would be on you in the spend of a blink.
He brought his fingers to his mouth, lubing them up, than back down, stretching your hole. Ruggie only stop fiddling with it when you came, taking his fingers out, he spat on his hand before giving his dick a few pumps. He than inserted himself into you, starting with a rough pace right off the bat, he waited long enough to have you under him so he wasn’t going to be gentle.
As he thrusted hard and fast into you, he stated playing with your exposed bits making your moans louder. And just as you were about to cum, Ruggie pulled out, making you whined at your ruined climax. He only snickered at that, than proceeded to flip you over. You were now ass up, and face pushed into the pillow by one of his hand, as the other was holding his member, positioning it at your entrance.
He swiftly pushed himself back into your warmth, pounding even harder than before, your whines and begs being muffled by the pillow. His mouvements were hieratic, fucking you out of your mind.
You both soon got closer and closer to your peek, your legs were shaking as you finally came, meanwhile Ruggie was stable as ever when he pumped his load deep inside you.
Turning you over once more, you layed on your back and let out a sigh in relief as it was finally over, you were already spent.
But that relief quickly dissipated as you felt Ruggie’s hand bending your legs, folding you into a mating press. He couldn’t help but laugh at the confused look on you face.
“What? Don’t tell me you thought it was over already? Don’t be so dumb sweet cheeks. Shishishi!”
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Ruggie's Lemon Cookies
EVENT PIECE
Ruggie Bucchi x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 3.8k+
Tags: Clothed Sex/Messy Kisses/IN FRONT OF MY SALAD?!
Art is by tako86734108 on Twitter!
Aaaaand here we are. Congrats to Ruggie for winning. He deserves it! He's a good boy who works hard and deserves a treat! And again, all of the one shots in Lemon Cookies are just one shots. None of them are connected and they're all open ending for your imaginary desires to fill in the blanks for.
SUMMARY:
Valentine's has arrived and you decided to bake a batch of lemon cookies (with the magical lemon extract) for Ruggie. You always knew that the way to a man's heart; is through his stomach.
With Grim yawning in your arms, you scurried off to school. You had woken up late on a very important morning, oversleeping from exhaustion. You stayed up late last night baking a batch of heart shaped lemon cookies. Sam promised that by purchasing the magical lemon extract, you would have the ability to get closer with whomever you fed the treats to. You were sure that it was all just a metaphor since the romantic holiday was around the corner. But you still purchased the extract nonetheless. Now, with the hurriedly wrapped cookies stuffed in your blazer, you rushed down the dirt path to Night Raven College.
The student you wanted to give the cookies too always felt hard to find without a cash or snack incentive. You would be very unlikely to find him until after school had ended, since you sadly didn’t share any classes. Grim gently clawed at the sleeve of your blazer as you swiftly rounded a corner and ran into your first class of the day. All you could think about was Ruggie Bucchi’s reaction to your Valentine’s Gift.
-♡-
The hours droned on, and a few times you did spot Ruggie in passing. But with Grim being present, it made you feel too embarrassed to present him the cookies without any embarrassing comments from your furry roommate. It was finally your last class of the day. On one side of you was Grim, and the other was Jack. You watched the clock with a sigh with your chin resting in your palm as the professor droned on about a lesson you didn’t care too much to listen to. “What’s wrong?” Jack whispered, surprising you into straightening your posture. “Oh! Uhhh… Nothing… Sorta…” You trailed off and Grim crawled into your lap to answer for you. “She’s all moody about today.” He whisper yelled. Jack tilted his head in confusion and you could feel your face burn in embarrassment. “She wanted to give that stinkin’ thief a batch of cookies…” He scoffed which left Jack even more lost and you feeling annoyed. “I made Ruggie some cookies as a friendly gift since it’s Valentine’s Day.” You explained with a small frown.
Jack’s expression changed. His eyes glittered with excitement and his tail started to wag against the wooden seat with a rhythmic thump. “It’s for Ruggie? Did you give them to him?” He asked hopefully as you looked up at the underclassman. Right, Jack really looks up to Ruggie. Understandably so since Ruggie was such a hardworking and independent person. You shook your head with a soft frown. “No, I haven’t found the chance.” You explained and Grim shuffled in your lap with a mumble on how it was a ‘good thing’. “Well… I know where he’s going to be after classes end for the day, if you want to catch him.” Jack hinted with a proud smile gracing his features. It was sweet that he wanted to play wingman for someone he looked up to. “I can hold onto Grim too. I’ll take him with me to Savanaclaw for a while.” The beastman suggested and Grim began to protest with his paws waving in discontent. “It’s just cookies!” He snapped softly, careful not to alert the professor despite his displeasure with the turn of events. “It’s different Grim. And it’s only for an hour or two.” Jack had a pout forming now, his tail stilled and his ears folded downwards.
If Jack could hold onto Grim then you would have plenty of time to present the cookies to Ruggie. “I would really appreciate it Jack.” You beamed up at him and his eyes sparkled once more with determination. “Ruggie said he’s raiding the cafeteria after classes ended. But, he has a shift at the Mostro Lounge tonight so he won’t be there long.” The beastman warned and you nodded in understanding. You didn’t need too much time. Just enough to get some of your feelings across to the hyena. The moment the bell rang to signal the final class had ended, you had handed Grim over to Jack and packed up your things. Grim protested some more, even as you thanked Jack and assured Grim you would bring him back a snack from your surprise meeting if he was on his best behavior. Hopefully Jack was right, Ruggie would still be there if you made it soon enough.
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You entered the cafeteria, noting silently that it was desolate. Not even the ghosts could be seen or heard lingering through the empty space. You didn’t see, or hear Ruggie either. You peered into the kitchen and noticed it was empty. Your heart began to sink as you wandered deeper into the lonely little space. You looked around, hoping that maybe you had just beaten Ruggie to the cafeteria. But a big part of you assumed he had already taken off for the night. You hang your head as the disappointment begins to settle. You pulled the cookies from your blazer pocket, looking down at the plastic wrapped cookies with a sad expression. You could try to catch him at his shift at the Mostro Lounge, but would you have time to give them to him? And there’s no way Azul would even allow you to breathe the air in the building without paying.
“What are you doing here?” A question popped up from behind you, and you whipped around to greet the familiar voice. “Ruggie!” You gasped and hid the cookies behind your back. Your face started to burn as you noticed the stack of Tupperware in his hands. You made it before Ruggie. His stormy blue eyes looked you up and down as he made his way into the kitchen with purpose. “I hope you didn’t come here for the leftovers. I already told everyone they were mine.” He warned with a joking tone and placed the small stack of plastic bins on a nearby counter. You kept your back out of his view as he moved around the kitchen with purpose. Get in, get out. “No, no. Um… I was looking for you today.” You explained with a light bounce in your step. The hyena opened up the large fridge and began to peer around inside with an interested ‘uh huh?’. Now sorting through a large assortment of catering trays as he waited for you to continue.
“I made you something.” You hoped to sound bold, but unfortunately your tone fell mousey. The beastman stopped rummaging and turned to face you with a grin. “Made me something? I thought I smelled something sweet when I came in.” He purred and slowly rose to his feet. The sterile light of the fridge now washed the hyena’s frame with its blinding light. You could see his dark eyebags much clearer and how he seemed to sway with exhaustion. His long shadow danced with him before he pushed the shiny metal door shut with a sly smile. “Can I have it now?” Ruggie asked hopefully as you nodded nervously and slowly pulled your hands from behind your back.
You outstretched your arms with the cookies now before you, offering them to Ruggie. You watched as his sly expression was momentarily replaced with shock as he looked down at the yellow heart shaped cookies. “You made these for me?” He asked with a gentleness you had never heard from him. You nodded. He was quiet as he pulled the yellow ribbon apart and opened the small bag, taking it from your hands in a fluid motion.
Ruggie looked happy. Extremely happy. He took one of the cookies with a smile, breaking it in half with the treat fixed between his teeth and his fingers. You could see his tail swishing with content as you felt yourself starting to become bashful. “It’s for Valentine’s Day. I made them for you.” You explained quietly as he ate cookie after cookie with soft crunches of joy. “I forgot that it was today. I celebrated with my middle school class once but that was it.” He hummed softly with content as he stood before you. His cheeks now a faint peachy red. “They aren’t donuts but hey, I’m not a picky person.” He teased you with a snicker and held the bag out to you with a grin. “I think you should eat at least one or two. I have to hurry up here anyway. I have a shift in about an hour.” He sounded sad that he was cutting the meeting short between you. But you were understanding.
The two of you moved to lean against the broad island counter. As you took a bite out of one of the cookies, you savored the sour taste of the lemon and how bitter it was. You couldn’t help but cringe. You didn’t taste any of the batter as you were baking since Sam said it was for the person you were baking for. “Not enough sugar…” You grumbled and looked defeated at the heart shaped cookie. “Nah, I think whatever seasoning you used was just too strong.” Ruggie shrugged and continued to eat the treats without any signs of discontent. He paused for a moment before crossing his ankles, looking down at the now empty bag with a flash of confusion. “Did you say seasoning?” You asked and he nodded, raising his half lidded eyes to meet your gaze. His pupils looked huge.
“Yeah. Cookie seasoning.” He spoke with a light growl to his voice that made your heart jump in your chest. Ruggie tapped his fingers against the countertop. Slowly without any sense of rhythm. You could feel your body starting to grow warm and you wanted to discard your blazer. But something felt wrong. Why did you feel so hot? “S’not called ‘cookie seasoning’. It’s lemon extract.” You explained and took note of how breathless you sounded. And yet you did not break Ruggie’s stare as he inched closer. Your face was starting to burn and a burning heat began to rise from within your stomach. “Extract? Like syrup?” You could tell that Ruggie was trying to distract himself from whatever else it was that he was thinking about. You began to unbutton your blazer with a soft sigh of relief. “Are people allergic to lemons?” Ruggie spoke as he began to yank his uniform tie loose. His face was completely flushed and he looked like he was breaking out into a sweat.
What exactly did Sam mean by getting closer with the person you baked the cookies for?
Your mouth was growing cotton dry as you shook your head. Ruggie was only inches away from you, watching closely as you tossed your blazer to the ground with your heart racing in your chest.”No. I don’t think people are allergic to lemons.” You mumbled and leaned in closer and closer to the beastman. “Is this a good idea?” Ruggie mumbled against your lips. You could hear the faint clink of him hurriedly yanking at his belt. “It’s a good idea to me.” The cafeteria kitchen was empty. Not even the ghostly staff lingered. It really was just you, and Ruggie Bucchi. No one would see you here.
When your lips meshed, you could taste the faint lingering flavor of the cookies. The hyena trapped you against the counter, gently lifting your body for you to follow. He wanted you to sit on the cool surface of the island countertop. There was a thin trail of drool making its way down your chin as your messy makeout with Ruggie continued. You could feel him pulling you close so your legs relaxed over his hips. The hyena’s belt had fallen loose, and with a swift glance down, you could see the desperate pumps of his fist around his cock. It was already leaking and you could tell he wanted so much more from you. You had eaten only one of the many cookies you baked for him. Part of you felt bad for him.
So you wanted to help him out. You slipped a hand downwards and grazed his knuckles with the tips of your fingers. With the kisses paused for a moment to breathe you gently nipped at Ruggie’s chin. “Let me?” You requested, and he nodded without a word spoken. His hand pulled away, and you carefully wrapped your fingers around his shaft. You could feel small linear rows of something small and hard going up his cock. You wanted to drool again. You could only imagine that they felt good. You took note of his size being a comfortable fit, albeit being thicker than what you were expecting. The excitement pooled between your thighs as your mouth pressed kisses against his throat and you began to pump slowly. Ruggie’s moans were soft as he gripped at your stocking clad thighs. Squeezing and occasionally scratching as you stroked and teased him. “Does it feel okay?” You asked against his saliva slicked skin and he snickered from above you.
“I’m easy to please.” He cooed, shuddering under the light kisses you pressed against his throat. You could feel the blood boiling beneath his skin with each light tremble of pleasure. You could feel his breath stutter as you massaged his cock in your palm. Each twitch and pulse made your heart race with the anticipation of what it would feel like inside you. How hard it would feel and if the fit would be… Difficult.
Ruggie was struggling to find the hem of your tights. His hands roamed along your body, tugging and pulling at the sheer stockings with a growl rumbling in his chest. “I’m sorry, I can-” A squeak of shock erupted from your throat at the sound of fabric being torn. Your hand stopped pumping as you looked down wide eyed at your bunched up skirt. The view was blocked, but you could feel your soaked panties were now exposed to the cool kitchen air. Your body shook with a carnal excitement. Ruggie tore your tights open. “M’sorry.” He apologized under his breath as he yanked your panties to the side to slip a finger inside of you. He wasn’t sorry. But you didn’t mind.
The quick curl of the digit up against the soft spongy bundle of nerves inside of you made your body jolt with excitement. Every time he hit that sensitive spot you would whine or gasp. A form of encouragement for the beastman as you relaxed against him. Your hand began to sheepishly attempt to guide him towards the hot, plush cavern of your cunt. You both knew it was what you wanted. But you were growing impatient. You needed him. You needed Ruggie inside of you. “Wan’ me inside?” He whispered and you nodded swiftly. When the beastman rocked his hips against yours it was a struggle to hold back your loud whines. Feeling the round, wet tip of his cock massaging your clit. Just barely sliding inside of you, teasing you as you clawed at his large uniform shirt. With a bit of begging and sucking at the hyena’s neck; you got what you wanted.
Ruggie pushed in slowly. Filling you up inch by inch with those tiny studs massaging your inner walls as his cock forced you to stretch to accommodate him. The lack of preparation wasn’t something you fully regret, you could bear the pain. Whatever was in that extract left your body needing more and more. And even more after that. Ruggie grabbed your hips and pulled you even closer, forcing you to nearly dangle against the edge of the counter. One leg had fallen, the tip of your shoe just barely touching the ground as the hyena supported the other in his grip. The position allowed him to get even deeper. Spearing you with his cock as he began a steady rhythm with his hips. His head pressed against yours as he started slow. The pleasure was so intense that you desperately wanted to shut your eyes or look anywhere else but Ruggie. But he wouldn’t let you. One of his hands cupped your face and he forced you to look at him. To let him see the expressions you made as he fucked you against the counter as a lustful form of thank you for the cookies.
Your jaw had fallen slack and the heat in your face caused you to tear up. You wanted Ruggie to move faster. But even when you rutted your hips against his, he kept his pace steady. “I can’t go- Mmn. I can’t go faster. I can't, I can't.” He whimpered as his nails began to dig into your clothes. His face flushed red as he pushed deeper and deeper, nudging those nerves with the round tip of his cock. “You gonna cum? Please go faster. Please?” You weren’t one to beg, but you needed him faster. You needed him harder. The muffled wet smacks of your bodies momentarily slowed to a stop as Ruggie adjusted you against him. Now, you were being supported by his body against yours. The counter dug into your back as your legs and hips hung helplessly in the air as he sped up. Per your request. You cried out and grabbed at his white shirt, tugging roughly as you were forced to not only take his cock and everything he planned to give you, but also to remain looking up at him. His lips captured yours in another heated kiss as his hips continued to roughly rut against yours.
You were covered in sweat. So was he. Your mouth was filled with the taste of Ruggie. And he had the taste of you. You could feel the way that his biscuit blond pubes stimulate your clit as his cock kissed that spot deep inside of you. So sweet and kind and filled with any and all unspoken affection the two of you may share for one another. You started to chant his name, feeling something round and hard at the base of his cock as the pulses of his cock intensified. You wanted it. You wanted all of Ruggie inside you. He moaned your name in between a string of sloppy kisses and glanced away only for a second. “Inside. Inside me?” You were asking him not to pull out. The lust had fogged your sense of clarity so greatly you couldn’t care to consider the consequences. That could wait. “O-Oh shit I’m cumming. I’m-” Ruggie never finished as he gave you a strangled cry and another round of stuttered thrusts as you shook around him, meeting the feeling of his thick cum filling you with the release of your own juices. Something round and hard pushed inside of you. You winced, but exhaustion was far more overpowering than any pain you could be feeling.
You trembled against the beastman, your thighs cramping from the tight position and the powerful orgasm as the two of you fell boneless against one another in the empty kitchen. Ruggie fought to catch his breath as he called out your name. All you responded with was a slight nod. You didn’t hear anything he said as his cock continued to fill you with sperm. But you swore you heard him say something about ‘more. And it was something you weren’t opposed to. If you hadn’t fallen asleep against the counter first.
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When you finally woke up, your brows furrowed at the soft sound of snoring. You looked around in the darkness, noticing that you weren’t in the school’s cafeteria any longer. Nor were you in your room in Ramshackle. It was a room in Savanaclaw, that much you could tell. It looked late, the moon round and full, high up in the night sky as you blinked awake.
A warm giraffe patterned blanket was pulled up to your chin and you could see a cold stone wall to your right. And when you looked to your left, you relaxed into the mattress. Ruggie’s sleeping face greeted you. He had an arm thrown over your torso from beneath the blanket and he was facing you. His body now cozy and close, curled up under the big blanket with you. You could feel that you were wearing a large shirt and nothing else, and Ruggie was wearing what you assumed were the pants to the pajama set. It was the beastmans attempt at changing you out of your sticky uniform. You appreciated it.
You gasped softly when his droopy eyes shot open, and he met your gaze. He glanced away for a minute before slowly sitting up in bed. The shift of the covers started to fill you with a sense of loneliness. He scratched at the back of his head, his ears flicking and you watched him fold his hands in his lap. “...So…” He trailed off quietly and was unable to meet your eyes again. Before you could speak, the hyena began again. “I made a deal with Jack so Grim is having a sleepover with him… I washed your uniform,” He turned to face you and you could see a bright peachy flush in his cheeks. His eyes still couldn’t meet yours. “I folded it up and put it on my desk…” He nodded in the desk's direction, but you didn’t bother to spare it a glance. Was he asking you to leave?
“I know you probably want to dash. I get it! Don’t even worry.” He laughed softly. There was a hint of disappointment that caused your brows to furrow. “I uh… I had fun. Even if you only felt that way because-” You sat up and gently pulled at his arm. He froze. Stormy blue eyes locked with your tired gaze. You felt upset with his despairing assumptions. “I made those cookies for you.” The reminder was gentle as you leaned in closer to Ruggie. He was silent. The room was so quiet that you could almost hear the pounding of his heart. “No one else.” You assured him and he nodded in understanding. You pressed your head against his, his warm breath tickled your lips as he spoke again. “Do… Do you wanna stay with me? Just for the night?” The tone of his voice indicated that he was hoping for a yes. “Can I stay?” You asked in a hushed tone and he pulled away slightly to nod.
The two of you laid down again. Facing one another as Ruggie moved even closer. With a comforting silence following, you allowed your eyes to shut as you prepared for bed. “Are we still friends?” He asked under a whisper and you hummed thoughtfully in response. “What about more?” You suggested and Ruggie snickered. “Yeah. That’s cool with me.” He purred softly and you felt his arm drape itself over your body again. Your other hand locked with the hyenas beneath the blanket and the two of you drifted back to sleep. You swore the taste of the lemon cookies lingered on your tongue. But instead of that sour and bitter flavor, it was far more gentle and sweet.
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