#sejanus plinth imagine

[thequeenofuselessinformation]

"Not all men" you're absolutely right, Sejanus Plinth would never treat me like this

[spideyhexx]

sub!snowjanus x dom!reader where she finds them doing it together without permission and punishes them. maybe bratty!coryo idkk. ALSO I LOVE YOUR WRITING -(🍒 anon (IF ITS NOT TAKEN YET))

THAT IS ALL YOURS AND THANK YOU SM THIS IS GREAT

also ty to @goosita and @floralcyanide for talking through this concept with me and making me write this tonight instead of tomorrow <3 I popped off with this.

mdni

Coryo was well aware you told him and Sej to not fool around or even touch themselves this next week. You were busy and you wanted to have some excitement to look forward to at the end of a long and stressful week and this was the way you thought you'd get it; having a night or even a day of pleasure with your two lovers who have been built up all week. It sounded like a dream.

But Coryo is an evil little shit. You knew this. Sej knew it. Coryo knew it. But he's never attempted something as risky as this.

With only half the week gone by, he's losing his mind. He's gotten so used to your and Sej's touches that now he's spiraling without it. He doesn't even think to jack off, knowing it wouldn't feel the same.

Coryo has a different plan.

One night, he gets Sej to invite him over while you're still working. Sej is no fool. He can see it in Coryo's eyes. The way he lingers his hand on Sej's arm or how he kept bumping his knee against Sej's own as they sat in bed, talking.

While Sej usually had a lot more self-control, he has to admit to himself the week has been torturous for him too. Ever since Coryo joined your relationship, the need to satiate his desires has only heightened.

So it's no surprise that when Coryo leans in to kiss Sej, his hand moving from the boy's arm to his thigh, Sej gives in. Coryo is surprised at how quickly Sej leans into the touch, his kisses more urgent than he's ever felt them before. "She's gonna be so mad," Sej mumbles as Coryo's fingers make quick work of undoing Sej's pants.

"She's not here right now," Coryo says, in almost an irritated tone. His brow is furrowed and he smiles against Sej's lips when he wraps his hand around Sej's length, stroking it in slow, painful movements until Sej breaks, pushing Coryo down onto his back in bed.

"We have to be fast," Sej mutters, only pulling Coryo's own trousers down enough to get his cock out as he lays over the boy, pressing himself flush against him and grinding their dicks against one another.

Coryo's smirk etches deep into his face at the feeling, letting himself moan out, "fuck, finally," and Sej laughs, burying his head into Coryo's neck as he rocks his hips against Coryo.

This feeling, his blood rushing only to his dick as he gets harder, the ache burning deep within him as he feels Sej's sweaty body trembling above him, both of them so desperate after only a couple days without a release. The way Coryo was rolling his hips up against Sej to make the boy moan into his neck and the light little kisses that Sej would leave on his skin. This feeling makes it all worth it.

Even when the door opens and you're standing, your jaw about to drop at the sight.

Coryo sees you first, patting Sej's shoulder gently and he turns, going red in the face when he locks eyes with you. Coryo still has a smirk on his face and that is all you can focus on.

Without a word, you put your bag down, your coat following, and then your shoes. You take your time, knowing both of them have sat up and Sej is the first one to speak, "I'm sorry, doll, w-we were so worked up and I...we missed being able to-"

"I know baby," you coo at Sej, moving near him and cupping his face in your hands, giving his forehead a light kiss, mumbling against it, "but you still broke my rules." You feel him try to nod in your hold and his eyes shine big at you. "I'm s-sorry," he says in a hushed whisper and your eyes dart to Coryo who's sat back against the pillows.

"Sej, baby, can you go get the ties from my closet?" His eyes trail up and down your face before nodding and you let go of him, beckoning Coryo to come closer. He obeys, to your surprise and you give him a soft smile.

It almost makes him lose his demeanor because he knows by now you're not thinking of anything soft. "I take it you started this?"

He nods, not afraid to admit this to you, "What was I supposed to do? We wanted to fuck around, so we did. Your rule was pointless."

You raise a brow, a little surprised by his confidence, something you so rarely see from him in bed. "Honey, if you want to be that way-"

"What way?" His head is held high as if he's challenging you, wanting to see exactly how far you'd go.

Your smile drops a little and you lean closer to him, kissing the corner of his lips, "If you want to be a brat, I'll treat you like one. You haven't learned this yet, but I don't take these things lightly, honey." You kiss the corner of his lips again before backing away and nodding over to your desk chair.

"Go sit down there." Coryo takes a moment to listen, his eyes a little wide at your words and you can practically see the gears turning in his head, his shoulders slumping into submission, but he holds his head high again, getting up from the bed.

"Oh, and take all your clothes off?" You smile sweetly at him, it almost sickens him.

You help Sej undress after he brings the ties out for you and you lean to whisper in his ear, "Can you tie Coryo's hands tight behind his back for me? Behind the chair,." Sej follows your instructions and while Coryo scoffs, he lets him do it.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" You ignore him, sitting on the edge of your bed and undressing yourself.

Full-heartedly, Coryo thinks you're gonna be down on your knees for him any minute now. Almost every time he's in your desk chair, you're sitting between his legs on the floor with his cock down your throat, so his mind naturally wanders to that being your course of action.

Sej on the other hand has been at the mercy of your punishments before and he has a faint idea of what you plan to do to the blonde boy now tied to your chair.

"Sej, come here," you say, your voice soft and it's throwing Coryo for a loop. "You know he broke your rules too?"

"I know, honey, but I also know that you're the reason he gave in. So just sit there and look pretty, okay?" You give him another one of your sweet smiles and Coryo takes a deep breath, already starting to squirm against his restraints. You tug Sej onto the bed with you, pushing his head down before he can kiss your lips.

"No, baby. You gotta earn that back." Sej nods obediently, trailing kisses down your chest to your tummy. You lay back where Coryo once was, Sej parting your legs and looking up at you, "will this let me earn it back?"

"Mmm, yes. Good boy." He lets out a shuddered breath and kisses your inner thigh. Once. Then twice, nipping at the skin and urging your thighs to spread more. Sej repeats the same kisses to your other thigh, biting a little more against the skin and you tangle your fingers into his curls, pushing his head closer to your core.

"Enough of that," you grunt, Sej's hands rubbing from your knees up to your thighs and gripping them tightly as he presses his nose to your clit, as if he's savoring, taking in your scent. You let him hold your thighs apart, the feeling of his warm hands against your skin was too alluring, too perfect.

You told yourself you wouldn't even spare a glance at Coryo, but you do. His gaze is laser-focused on the two of you and you smirk as you see his hardened cock resting up against his tummy, his teeth seemingly biting into the skin of his inner cheek.

"Do you..." you trail off in a moan as Sej's tongue plunges into you, licking into you like you're his last meal. "Do you have something to say, Coryo?"

"I-I want to touch you," he says and you chuckle, tilting your head back with a groan as Sej presses his nose to your clit harder, your hips bucking up to grind into his face. "I don't care what you want, honey," you breathe out through little gasps, Sej's tongue fucking into you with a skill that he's only improved on every single time.

You hear Coryo hold back a whine, your cute little nickname for him sounding so filthy on your tongue as his own head tips backward in frustration. He tries to see if he can get out of the ties, but he can't. No tug or pull or twist even lets up the tightness a little bit.

"Sej, baby, you're doing so good for me, f-fuck." Sej moans against you and as his eyes meet yours, you feel yourself come undone on his tongue, his hands holding your hips down so he can lap up all of your release without you squirming too much.

When Sej moves his mouth away from you, you're tugging him up and kissing him. Your legs instinctively wrap around his waist, pulling his body flush against yours, cock resting, aching against you.

Coryo audibly groans, his hips squirming at the sight and he wants to lash out at you so bad. He feels it on the tip of his tongue, something mean, something so angry that he isn't even sure what you or Sej would do, but he can't say it. All he can do is watch, mouth parted as you guide Sej's dick into you, coaxing the man on top of you to bury his head into your neck, just like Coryo had done earlier.

"That's it, baby," you purr into Sej's ear as his hips slowly begin to roll into yours, the thickness of his cock inside of you starting to turn your brain into pure mush, but you regain your focus, massaging the back of his head as he groans into your neck.

"You're doing so well for me, so perfect, you just needed my cunt didn't you?" Sej whines, nodding and you feel his teeth sink into your shoulder.

"P-please," Coryo gasps out. You hear him, but don't reply, kissing the spot beneath Sej's ear and pushing his hips into you deeper with your legs.

Sej is losing his goddamn mind just as much as Coryo is, despite him being the one that gets to feel you, warm, wet, and snug against him. He wants to move faster, but his hips move easily, languidly as if he's trying to get to know every part of you all over again. He also knows you're loving leaving Coryo ignored. He can tell by the way your lips quirk against him when Coryo lets out yet another whine.

His whines feel purposeful like he's trying to make them sound as sad and needy as he can, but there is a shift that tells Sej they're becoming real. Sej longs to see how Coryo looks all tied up right now, but he forgets about that when you bite on his ear, "I know you wanna fuck me harder, baby. You earned it."

He lets out a shaky breath, keeping his head down, too afraid if he looked at your face, he'd bust on the spot. He ruts into you with more force, starting to set a frantic pace that he doesn't let up.

His pent-up desires unfold completely as he fucks into you, your legs holding him so tight, so deep.

"B-baby, please," Coryo begs a little louder, his own hips bucking up into absolutely nothing. He rarely called you that, so you spare him a look.

His cock, drippy and the tip so red makes you want to give in, but you can't. He has to learn. "Coryo, h-honey, please what?" It's hard to talk to him as Sej pounds into you, but you make do, making sure to tug at Sej's curls when he starts hitting the right spot.

"I n-need to cum so bad, please," he whimpers, his hips still moving on their own accord. That's when you see the shine of a few tears on his cheek. "Are you crying?"

He whimpers again and nods his head, closing his eyes. You laugh. A full-on laugh and Sej smiles into your neck. "Oh, my poor, honey. You can't cum."

Coryo starts to plead with you, "N-No no...I need to cum, baby, please...I need it so bad, you don't understand..."

But you shush him, "Be quiet, Sej's gonna make me cum."

You feel Sej groan, as his pace begins to falter and you feel his arms push under you, holding you so close to his body as he spills himself inside of you. You squeeze around him as your own release washes over you, your moans higher than before and you pull on his hair. Sej keeps thrusting into you as you both ride out your orgasms he leaves wet open-mouthed kisses from your shoulder, up your neck to your cheek.

He gives you a lazy smile when your eyes meet and you return it, ruffling his hair. You're lost in a daze with your lover until you hear a choked-out sob from the other end of the room.

Sej pulls away from you, his cock slipping out of you and you're met with the sight of Coryo.

His chest is heaving, his forehead sweaty and his cheeks wet as his eyes glow bluer from the tears still pricking at them.

His tummy is coated in his release, some of it still dripping down his cock and onto his balls. His dick is hardening again as soon as you make eye contact with him, crawling to the edge of the bed and standing up and Sej's release starts to drip down your thigh.

Coryo sniffs, looking up at you as you stand in front of him, "please," he whispers, his lip quivering. You run your hand through his sweaty curls and he moans at the touch alone. "I told you that you couldn't cum, honey."

"I-I know, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I couldn't stop it, I tried so h-hard. Please, believe me, I tried so hard," he rushes out his words, as a tear falls from his eye.

You look down at the cum pooling on his tummy and your chair, then look back into his eyes, "you look so pathetic, honey."

Coryo's jaw clenches and he holds in whatever noise he is about to make. "Actually, you don't look pathetic, you are pathetic." His cock throbs against him at your words and Sej chuckles from his spot on the bed.

Coryo sends him a glare and you quickly kneel onto the chair, your knees on either side of his thighs and you hold yourself above his lap.

"Don't look at my baby that way, he took his punishment." This time Coryo does let himself scoff and roll his eyes, "What punishment? Not being able to k-kiss you? How is this fair?"

His tone comes off harsh but the way he sniffles after it and the way another tear falls from his eyes has you smirking. "You needed to learn, honey. And I'm not done with you." His eyes close at that, his brow creasing, trying to think of what else you could possibly do to him.

You ghost your fingers on his cock before holding it and Coryo's hips buck up. You let him, his tip, leaking already, just shy of prodding at your entrance. "If you want to fuck me, you gotta do it yourself," you taunt, biting on your bottom lip as you lower down just a little so he can easily fuck up into you.

He stares wide-eyed and sees Sej shaking his head in amusement. You cock your head to the side, "well? Are you gonna do it, honey? It's what you wanted, right?"

Coryo whimpers, still sniffly, and nods, pushing his hips up, his cock sliding into you with ease. He's so loud, letting out strained whines and sobs, his cock so fucking sensitive and needing to release again.

He applauds your own self-control as you stay still for him, moaning when he's able fuck up deep into you. But Coryo didn't take into consideration how tiring this would be. With his hands still tied, his leg and hip muscles began to strain, already exhausted from his first orgasm. "My pretty boy, maybe if you hadn't finished before, I'd help you," you coo at him, your hands so close to touching him, but you keep them on the chair.

You don't give in at all and Coryo lets out a frustrated groan, his bottom lip between his teeth as he desperately tries to thrust his dick up into you but he can't find a decent rhythm.

"y-you're so fucking mean," he sobs, and you almost take pity on the way he's starting to cry more.

You ignore his words though, watching him with admiration as he tries to fuck you. Even though the stimulation is weak, you do eventually feel his cock twitch, and his tummy tightens, but before he can even release you lift your hips up.

"f-fuck! B-baby?" His cries were tempting still, but you were determined. You kiss his cheek, the salty taste of his tears on your lips, then move your mouth to his ear.

"If I find out you've made yourself cum over the next four days, I will do this again, maybe even meaner. I won't even let you be in the same room as me and Sej when he fucks me better than you probably can. And you and your pathetic cock can be alone and untouched for even longer. Do you understand me, honey?" You tangle your fingers in his hair and turn his head to look at you.

His eyes are glazed over, lips parted and he nods, "y-yes." You could almost feel Sej's proud look at how well you've taken control.

"good boy," you whisper and give him a gentle kiss on the lips, realizing just how much you missed kissing Coryo.

let's chat about coryo, sej, or both, here :)

[introcoryo]

— au where you’re reaped as sejanus plinth’s tribute from district 2, and he breaks into the arena to get his final goodbyes in.

coriolanus can see the brunette’s jaw tighten in his peripheral vision when highbottom announces that he’ll be mentoring one of the district 2 tributes. that tightness is followed by a deep, deep scowl when the reapings are aired, and your sweet, lamb-like face is shown on the now, sejanus notices, glaring screen. he has half a mind to storm out, but instead swallows thickly to fool his brain into thinking he’s calm and collected.

he remembers you, as if a remnant from a previous life. sejanus knows this is a shameful way of thinking. he’s no capitolite. they can throw as much money as they want at him, keep his stomach full and plump of steak and apple pie, give him the so called luxury of attending the academy, but he knows his name will metaphorically never leave that reaping bowl. for each year the hunger games have commenced, three names were picked from district 2. a boy’s, a girl’s, and sejanus’s. he is in that arena with them, although not physically. and that is what hurts him most. his name, although not verbally chosen and spoken into a microphone, is amongst that litter, and yet he has the privilege, like every capitolite, of leaving the arena every year when the victor is announced, when his fellow district 2 tributes do not have that option.

upon first greeting you at the capitol zoo, a stinging pang shoots through his throat. he has absolutely no idea how he’ll be able to mentor you without completely destroying himself in the process. it’s eating him up inside; this hope that the academy has indirectly forced you to place in him. how that hope, crushed, would leave as you, god forbid, would have to take your final breaths in that arena, with nothing to attach to that despair but sejanus’s face.

you’re timid at first. you too, remembered this familiar face. the big brown eyes, never dull of emotion. long, fluttering eyelashes. he’s much taller now, with curly hair that looks like raw hazelnut under the sun. with the way he’s looking at you, you figured he did not outgrow his tenderness. it was no look of pity, though, but a look of understanding. of sharing your fear, instead of accepting your fate. that made you feel a comfort you haven’t felt since standing in your district’s square.

after a few minutes of silence, of examining each other wordlessly, communicating with shared gazes, sejanus decides to speak up first, albeit everyone knowing it is his heart that speaks for him.

“i am so, so sorry for—”

he begins, but you stop him. there wasn’t a point to this, you think. unless he was the one who picked out your name specifically, why would he even feel the need to apologize? that certainly won’t change anything.

“it’s fine. it’s not your fault. i know, big elephant in the room, i’m behind bars at a zoo. the odds just weren’t in my favor. i’m not sure they will decide they like me later, either.”

sejanus clenches a hand around one of the steel bars at your pessimism, but how can he blame you? he has no hope himself, how could he even possibly think you would? he wishes he could effortlessly bend the barrier separating you two with his palms, grabbing you by the hand and running off somewhere else. somewhere safe. somewhere hopeful. he knows he can’t, and that leaves a shake in his voice as he chooses his next words delicately.

“i just… if there’s any way i could help you, guarantee that you would… walk out of there unharmed…”

“well, i saw the district 12 girl with her supposed mentor in here. inside the zoo. you’re mine, i assume? do what a mentor has to do. mentor me out… and some food won’t hurt, either.”

at the mention of that, sejanus’s face slightly lights up, and he reaches into his scarlet colored blazer pocket, taking out a wrapped napkin and handing it to you. you reach through the bars to take this mysterious item from him, fingers lingering just a bit, and unwrap it to find a sandwich, diagonally cut. you smile wistfully at the simple meal before you, this being the very first act of kindness you’ve been on the receiving end of since coming to the capitol. so much for hosting etiquette.

“thank you, sejanus, really… here,” you say in an unanticipated small voice, holding out one of the pieces.

the brunette freezes. you’re still kind. all of this, and you’re still kind. perhaps that’s all you’ll ever be. perhaps that’s what will be what dooms you in that arena. you will try to speak heart to heart, not sword to sword. he loathes that he’s thinking this way. he absolutely despises that he knows you will not be able to walk away from this without staining your hands red, but what has made a home in his chest is the miserable feeling of not knowing whether you’ll be able to do that. he’s district. he will forever be district, a vow he made at birth. but here he is, standing in front of you, free. here he is, handing you food as though you truly belonged in that zoo. he is everything you wished you could be in that moment, and yet you still decide to share your meal with him, despite the rumbling coming from your stomach. he wants to take it. wants to act like this is a normal picnic that you two are having together, but he knows you need that full sandwich. he knows you should take all you can get.

and so he declines politely. you begin to talk about the changes in district 2 since he’s left, and how life continued, yet everyone was stuck. sejanus emphasizes. he listens. but the dread has not left his system. he starts to think about how he’ll see you in another life if this one wasn’t enough. there’s so much time on the other side, and here it all feels like a constant countdown. never knowing if your time will be cut short. he mentally chastises himself; he needs to be optimistic. he needs to be here for you, now. he needs to think about the life you’ll have when he gets you out, not if. soon enough, you’ll believe it too.

to say that sejanus was a complete wreck watching you enter that arena would be an understatement. the cameras capture your soft features so well that you look displaced. lost. you shouldn’t be there, he thinks. no one should be there. the tears that built up in a split second blur his vision, and when the bell rings, he is there, running as a district 2 tribute.

sejanus watches as you take his advice, as you run and hide immediately, and he is kept at bay through at least that. he can’t lose it now. not when you’ve placed your entire life bare in his hands.

but sejanus is weak, too. he feels too much too often. his thoughts are frantic, and he finds himself in that arena the following night. the thumping in his chest intensifies as the voice at the entrance pleads him to enjoy the show, and he scoffs at that. he checked the cameras before coming, so he knows exactly where you are, and he’s so overwhelmed with the thought of seeing you that it doesn’t register that he has now, momentarily, taken the path he very well could’ve lived if he had not moved to the capitol. sejanus plinth, district 2 tribute.

light footed, he makes his way across the arena, and up the stands. he saw you come out of hiding when it was safe out, when most of the tributes were either asleep or in the tunnels, gathering a weapon or two from the cornucopia then settling on high ground. he figures you were startled once you heard the automatic greeting that played when he walked in, so he whispers your name.

he whispers it again. so delicately. laced with so much sweetness, it feels wrong to say it here.

and then a third time. the syllables now come out desperate. overwrought. he can’t leave without seeing you. touching you. it will break him.

“sejanus?” his ears perk up, and he looks around, frenzied, trying to distinguish the direction your voice came from. you peek out from one of the stands, and when you find those big, brown eyes looking back at you, you pick yourself up entirely and run to hold the man before you. the man who rushed into the possibility of death head on just to wrap his arms around you. he’ll face it all, just for that. oh how he wished you knew how badly he wanted to swap your places.

“you’re… but how? why? it’s dangerous here—” sejanus wastes no time, cupping your cheeks and diving in to kiss you. his hands are holding on to you for dear life, as if his knees will give out without the support. his eyebrows are knit together, focused on the feel of your lips on his. they’re dry, chapped, and cracked, but he doesn’t care. he swipes his tongue along your bottom lip to give you some relief, making a mental note to send you some water as soon as he leaves.

he kisses you until it hurts him. until his lips are swollen and red. until the way you’re tightening your hands on his broad shoulders feels as though it’ll leave bruises. when you break the kiss to breathe, he tries to take you all in. to memorize everything. he desperately needs a pen and paper right this moment so he could draw you as accurately as he can, lest his memory fails him later.

the automatic voice sounds again, and only you turn your attention to the entrance. slowly comes coriolanus snow, the district 12 girl’s mentor, and his eyes scan the arena before they land on yours. you nudge sejanus lightly to direct his gaze to his friend, but he wants more. he can’t leave now. he can’t leave you. not like this.

“it’s okay, sejanus. i’ll be okay. help from the outside, and we’ll see each other again in no time.” you whisper, a tiny bit unconvincingly, eyes glossy. “just take care of yourself, okay?”

sejanus’s lips quiver, and he too whispers. you don’t believe it’s because of the other tributes, but because if he were to speak normally, only a sob would come out.

“you are myself. please take care of me.” you glance down and nod at that, tasting the saltwater that came rushing down your cheek. he wipes the trail that settled along your face, and begrudgingly makes his way to the blond.

sejanus is motivated by the thought, the need, to get you out of there. no matter the methods he uses. no matter the consequences he faces. he has the resources to buy you more time, and he finds himself not above exploiting them.

[st0nesnglitter]

PLEASE expand more on the Snowjanus/Reader stuff. I’ve been looking far and wide for that exact scenario, you’re a godsend

Thank you darling <3333 I’ll do anything after getting some compliments

I also had this thought.

Both Coryo and Sejanus had such nice, pretty curls. Like the most gorgeous locks of hair you’ve ever seen. And it always felt so soft between your fingers when either of their tongues played with your pussy.

So when you see these gorgeous men with their curls shaved off? Okay, at first it’s hot. It gives them such an authoritative aura, hard angles of their faces accentuated with the lack of soft strands. Even Sejanus’ sweet smile seemed to have a glint of something more dangerous.

But when Coriolanus pretty face is in between your thighs, icy blue eyes studying your every reaction to his movements, frustration sets in. His tongue is lapping at your cunt, prodding into you in an attempt to memorize your taste, and his slutty nose is bumping against your clit. And just as your hands should be met by a mess of snowy white curls you just feel itchy, tiny strands.

“Fuck!” You moan, some pleasure mixed in the frustration, “stupid buzzcut.”

Coriolanus is kind of enjoying your desperate tantrum, your eyebrows knitted into a gorgeous frown. Your displeased mewls mixed with the wet squelch of his tongue is going straight to his cock.

Someone else isn’t as sadistic though.

“Aww, don’t have anything to pull, sweetheart?” Sejanus coos in your hair, voice almost genuine as his big hands splay over your arms.

Your back is against his hard chest, something even harder poking against you, and he’d been occupied with kissing your neck and décolletage. But now with your whines overpowering your moans, lips pulled into a ridiculous pout, he’s pulled his face away from the comfortable crook of your neck to observe the situation.

As Coriolanus slides his hands under your ass, grabbing at the fat to pull you flush against his face, your desperation grow. And poor Sejanus can’t take it.

“Here, darling” he says as his hands grabs yours, “squeeze as hard as you want to pull Coryos hair”.

You hear a disgruntled mumble from your thighs, Coriolanus’s mouth leaving you for a brief moment.

“Spoiled slut.”

[diorchids]

RETURNING THE FAVOR, CORIOLANUS SNOW, SEJANUS PLINTH.

oral (all receiving), DEGRADATION, praise, SWEARING n more

nsfw ahead !

sejanus knew you were a great girlfriend. always up for everything, even for questionable things. he just needed a small favor.

your back arching on top of sejanus’ chest, fingers intertwined while your cunt gets abused by coryo. “she likes it, keep goin’.” sejanus bucks his free, clothed cock up onto your ass as you moan and sob under coryos touch, his nails digging into your thighs as he laps at your swollen cunt. his tongue slides into you, so easily, and his nails dig further into your thighs. 

“i think she’s ready, coryo.” rough hands moving across your chest and stomach. sejanus coos into your ear, nails digging into your hips, “feel good? gonna fuck you stupid.” breath hot against your neck, covered in small bruises. you nod as sejanus delivers sloppy kisses to your ear and shoulder.

sejanus’ readiness doesn’t stop coryo, though, only making him speed his tongue up, a finger finding its way to your hole. slipping in, coryo breathlessly groans your name, rutting his needy hips against the bed. 

red, slick lips attach to your swollen clit and you instinctively grip his blonde hair, locks spilling out between your trembling fingers. “so wet, so, so wet.” coryo’s warm breath fans your clit.

long fingers curl up inside of you, brushing that soft, spongy spot. your moans resemble that of an animal as sejanus slides his thumb over your wet lips, running his fingers through your hair, soothing you. 

your eyes snapping shut as coriolanus pumps inside of you, moaning and biting your plush lip that quivers with every thrust from him. your cunt squeezes around his fingers when sejanus’ hand roams your stomach, again soothing you. “there’s my girl, go ahead,” a grin spilling onto his face seeing you react to the abuse of your clit, how good it feels. 

coryo’s speed only increases, him making sure to hit that spot, tears prickle at your waterline as you look up at sejanus who can only run his thumb across your cheek. your stomach can’t help but tighten as coryo digs his fingernails into your hips when they stutter against his knuckle. 

“don’t move, almost done.” breathless words leave his mouth while he still humps the end of the bed, subconsciously. “doin’ so good, so good.” sejanus says while his eyebrows furrow, reassuring your trembling body. 

coryo’s fingers feel so good in you, curling just right as his warm tongue runs over your clit. “stay fuckin’ still, taste – good.” he groans into you. the sound of your wet pussy fills the room along with moans and groans from all three of you. you know you won’t last any longer when your cunt constricts around his fingers. 

a soft moan leaves your lips as sejanus whispers, “go ahead.” his low voice only makes you spasm around coryo’s chin and fingers.

juices fall onto the bed under you while coryo cums from his cock rubbing against sejanus’ bed, warm liquid filling his boxers while he soothes his red, puffy tip. 

sejanus’ warm body leaves yours, standing before motioning for you to come closer. “knees, please.” two eager sets of eyes watch your naked body, breasts and all. 

coryo groans when you rub your cheek against his boxers, hard cock waiting for your warm tongue. his cock slaps his stomach, eyebrows furrowed as he looks at you, so ready. your hand wraps around his cock while sejanus sits on the bed, matching the way your hand strokes coryo to no end before you lick at his tip, he’s so sensitive. fingers snake their way through your hair before grabbing a fistful and tugging backward.

your plump lips all around his cock make him groan at the sight, his hips bucking up into your mouth. “f– so warm,” red lips being sunken into by his teeth. your nails dig into his thighs as you bob your head up and down, needing all of him in your mouth, ready for his cum all down your throat. “taste s’ good.” you moan onto his skin. his free hand grips your neck, finding comfort in you being this close.

his fingers loosen their grip on your hair, his legs tremble under your nails’ constant abuse. his hips can’t help but buck into your mouth, so warm, so inviting. warm cum coats your throat and your tongue, leaving you to taste what you’ve done. “so fuckin’ good, f’ so good on me.” his thumb on your chin, fingers cradling your jaw. “so nasty for my cock, look at you,” his chest heaves over you, hands shaking.

“c’mon, your turn.” coryo speaks to sejanus who's already fucked out from his fist, covered in pre-cum. 

he shuffles over to you, on your knees, lips all wet looking up at him in all of your glory. eyelashes fluttering, eyes so determined to help them. “m’ ready.” you said it so sweetly, even giving a smile. 

sejanus taps his tip on your lips, signaling for you to open them. “so pretty.” he groans while you take him all in your throat, trying at least. his hand grabs your hair and holds it, occasionally squeezing when your nails dig into his thighs. the room fills with thank yous and praises while your tongue runs over a vein, hips bucking into your mouth almost instantaneously. 

your mouth goes up and down on his cock, making his hips stutter and eyebrows twitch. his hand can’t help but find its way to your cheek, running his thumb over it. “tastes good, want you all in.” your moan only egging him on as coryo watches, running a finger over his slit. he’s jealous. jealous sejanus gets all of you, jealous of how good you’re being to sejanus, how he can have you any time. 

sejanus’ eyebrows furrow at your words before groaning, your hand roaming his stomach, “m’ gonna cum, mouth so fuckin’ warm,” legs about to completely give out. his hands grip your hair and push your head farther onto his cock, him needing your warm mouth to cum. “f– cummin’.” fat cock twitching in your throat.

cum seeps down your throat and down your chin as you keep sucking, his load not stopping. his legs nearly buckle at the constant overstimulation, your tongue running over his slit again and again, earning one last thrust into your mouth, muttering praises and curses.

sejanus lifts you from your knees onto the bed, “gonna make you feel so good, doll, just wait.” coryos finger taps your ankle, silently telling you to open them.

sejanus’ breath against your mouth, “let us return the favor.” 

ok lmk what u think. cs i bit my finger a lil bit idk

[bruisedboys]

sejanus plinth x fem!reader | sejanus is a helpless romantic, you’re totally shy under his affections, but he just can’t help himself!

implied shy!reader, coryo being a menace but in a playful way, sejanus being a tease, kissing, so much fluff!!!!

Coriolanus watches you and Sejanus with a look of mild disgust on his face.

“Ugh,” he says. “They’re gross.”

Lucy Gray laughs, up to her knees in the long, soft grass.

“Don’t be mean, Coriolanus,” she chides, digging her elbow into his ribs. “I think they’re cute.”

“Cute?” Coriolanus huffs, incredulous. “He looks like he’s about to eat her.”

Truth be told, Sejanus does look a bit like he wants to eat you. In the most romantic way possible, of course. You’re both sitting on the pier over the lake, and he’s got you in his lap, your knees caged on either side of his hips, his face so close to yours you’re almost kissing. He thumbs at your collarbone, fingers curled over your bare shoulder, hands warm on your sunkissed skin, gazing at you like you’ve been threaded with pure gold. The lake sloshes softly beneath you.

You peek over Sejanus’ shoulder, buzzing with fondness. “They’re looking at us.”

“Who?” Sejanus asks, distracted by the way you shudder under his touch. He thinks it’s sickeningly cute, how shy you are. “Coryo, huh? Don’t worry, honey. He’s just jealous.”

Honey? Heat creeps up your neck at an alarming rate. Any more of this and you’ll melt in a lovesick puddle. The pet name plays in your head over and over like a broken record. Honey, honey, honey.

“Jealous?” You ask breathlessly. You can’t seem to think straight when he’s got you this close. His hands on your skin, his thighs firm under yours. You glance over his shoulder again, self conscious.

“Mhm.” Sejanus brings a hand to your jaw and tilts your head in his direction with two fingers, forcing your gaze away from your friends. “‘Cause you’re so pretty,” he explains, voice like melted sugar. “And I’ve got you all to myself.”

You fear you’ll go up in flames. You hide your burning face by dropping it to his shoulder, shy and so so in love with him. Sejanus laughs softly, soaked through in fondness, and rubs your back with a big warm hand. Your spaghetti strap top means his palm graces a slice of exposed skin at the top of your back, and pleasured goosebumps erupt in his wake.

“I’m sorry, that was a bit much, wasn’t it?” He murmurs, his mouth ghosting your ear, so close he’s almost kissing it. He sweeps his hand up your back and then down again. “C’mon, come back out. I want to look at you.”

He pulls back slightly and gets a hand under your chin to encourage you up. You’re putty in his hands, surprising yourself at how quickly you oblige, how quick you are to do what he wants. He waits patiently for you to meet his gaze and once you do, you find your own feelings of overbearing fondness reflected back at you. His pretty eyes are pools of love, the honey sun painting them the colour of browned butter. You like him so much you could suffocate in it.

Sejanus grins at you, cheeks dimpling. He tucks some of your hair behind your ear.

“Can I kiss you?” He asks softly. His hand lingers at your throat.

“Yeah,” you nod, breathless and much too eager but you can’t bring yourself to care. “You don’t have to ask, Sej.”

Sejanus hums before capturing your mouth in a swift kiss. You breathe him in and curl your hand around his neck, breathing in his scent of pine and firewood, something sweeter, like caramel. Your fingers brush over the short hair at the nape of his neck. He’s told you he used to have curly hair, and as much as you like imagining him with his curls, you like his buzzed hair just as much. He’s so handsome he doesn’t need curls, anyway.

Sejanus brings his hand to your waist and tugs you closer, desperate and greedy but never rough. You go happily, kissing him back with as much earnest as you can manage, pushing up onto your knees in your desperation to be closer still. You get lost, forget where you are, like you tend to do when you’re with Sejanus.

Meanwhile, Coriolanus is fake gagging into the grass.

“You agree that’s a bit excessive, right?” He asks Lucy Gray.

Lucy Gray just rolls her eyes. “You’re dramatic. They’re in love.”

Coryo scoffs. “Couldn’t they be in love somewhere else?”

Lucy Gray watches as you pull away from Sejanus and start giggling like a lovesick fool, while he tries to coax you back into another kiss.

No, she thinks. Not gonna happen.

[darby-rowe]

18+ | nsfw | mdni

sejanus is the type of bf to watch as you make the most disgusting, lewd sounds as you gargle on his huge cock, and he’ll just smile down at you all like, “your eyes are so pretty :)”

[beybaldes]

*･゜ﾟ･* okay so more then one person (thank you anons and reblogs and comments <333) asked for it so… (also super special shout-out to my love @alwritey-aphrodite who’s talented mind is always full of the most perfect Sejanus thoughts and is always willing to talk them through with me <33)*･゜ﾟ･* mention of smut but non written

sejanus plinth as your oblivious boyfriend

- okay so first things first, the obliviousness very much comes across as innocence to most to people

- it definitely doesn’t help that he blushes every time you look at him or touch him or talk to him either

- wether reaching for your hand, kissing you, holding you, it doesn’t matter Sejanus’s cheeks are deep red and hot to the touch

- it’s ridiculously sweet and so Sejanus

- that’s something you notice really quickly into your relationship; that everything he does is just so… him

- one of those being the way he squeezes your hands to let you know he loves you because sometimes he struggles to get the words out (because he just gets speechless around you)

- or the way he will drag you into his lap at every given convenience because he loves it more then anything

“wait, there’s no more chairs, let me grab one.” You pressed a chaste kiss to Sejanus’s lips, missing the way his cheeks flushed as you turned to find an empty seat to bring to the table. “Be one second.”

“No need, sweetheart.” Sejanus wrapped his hand around your wrist, pulling you into his lap with a soft thud. His arm almost immediately wrapped around your waist and squeezed, while the other moved from your wrist to your hand, playing with your fingers. He turns his head slightly to face yours, noses brushing at the suddenly closer proximity between the two of you - taking advantage of the position he finds himself in, Sejanus captures your lips with his in a soft, loving kiss. When he finally pulls away leaving your breathless, he looks a little disheveled, and you think you fall in love with him a little more. “Sorry Coryo, you were saying?”

- another of those being how he kisses you like there’s no tomorrow every damn time, like it’s the last time he’ll ever do it and he has to get all of his emotions out and into you

- fucks you like that too

- after your first kiss in the hallway of the academy however, it does take him a while to build up the confidence for him to kiss you without you initiating it (just like he had to with holding your hand)

- and when he finally initiates a kiss for the first time, it’s in his bedroom while Ma and Mr Plinth are downstairs

legs tangled together, your head against his chest, uniforms wrinkling as you cuddled further into each-other and Sejanus’s fingers ran through your hair. “And that one is andromeda.”He pointed at the glow in the dark stars that he and his ma had stuck to his bedroom ceiling when he first moved to the capital. “And beside her is Perseus. Two lovers immortalised in the stars forever.”

“How did they become lovers?” You asked, turning to look up at sejanus, your cheek pressing against his chest.

“They believe that on his way home from slaying Medusa, Perseus found Andromeda chained to a rock as she was supposed to be sacrificed to a sea god. But instead, he killed the sea monster, saved andromeda and married her.” Sejanus smiles and it’s the most beautiful thing you’ve seen; something soft and all-consumed with the love he feels for you. “I think they are my favourite constellations.”

You leaned into the crook of his neck, pressing a kiss under his jaw, and then returning to your place against his chest, ear against his beating heart. “And why’s that Sej?”

He looked down at you, a soft smile pulling on his lips. “They remind me of us.” Before you could ask how they did, he continued with an explanation, his hand moving to cradle your face. “Feel like you found me… saved me. You saw the boy from the districts when no one else did, saved me from losing that part of me to the claws of the Capitol, and one day - if I’m lucky - maybe you’ll marry me too.”

When he finishes speaking the two to you are looking at each other, lips a hairs length apart and just begging to share a kiss. As you’re about to ask, Sejanus leans forward and puts his lips on yours - the first time he’s ever kissed you, rather then you kissing him - and it ignited a hunger in the pit of your stomach. Leaning into the kiss, you wrapped the arm that had previously been across his stomach around his neck, pulling yourself further up his body and into his touch. Sejanus aided in your mission, lifting you over him so that you now sat in his lap, lips never leaving the touch of the other the entire time. You have no doubt that the kids would’ve escalated further if it hadn’t been for the shout of his Ma calling the two of you for dinner.

when you finally pull away from each-other it’s with heaving chests, tousled hair, swollen lips and red cheeks. “you’re quite the charmer, sejanus, did you know?”

a laugh bubbled from Sejanus’s chest, his head tilting back and hitting the headboard gently as she admired you. “if the way you kissed me has anything to say on the matter, then, yes, yes I do.”

- dinner, this time at least, was still warm when you made it to the table to meet his parents for the first time as his partner

- however the first time you’d ever come over to the plinths house was just as his friend, but Ma had known from the moment she saw you, the two of you would end up together

- so had Strabo, not that he’d ever admit he cared enough to know

- you had been 9 years old and walked in their front door hand in hand with their son; who they’d so far assumed had made no real friends in the Capitol

- you had a wide and bright smile with two missing front teeth, and you didn’t even say hello, dragging Sejanus upstairs before he could even say anything to his own parents

- only when you’d finally got upstairs did you pause, turning to Sejanus with a laugh

“Which one is your room?”

- and when Ma called the two of you down for dinner, she finally heard you speak for the first time

“I loved those cookies you made Ma, did you learn how to make them in district 2?”

- that sentence alone had made her certain the two of you would be perfect for each other: not only had Sejanus shared his treats with you, but he’d been comfortable enough to talk about his life in district two with you

- sure, everyone knew the plinths were from two, but that was because of gossips and the arrival of new people to the capital(which never happened) but you were the first person he’d willingly told, and she knew that meant something

- Ma is literally your biggest supporter, always routing for the two of you to be together and happy

- ALWAYS calling you sweetheart, like nonstop 24/7, all day, everyday, everywhere

“sweetheart, you’ve got… here, lemme.” “um, actually, sweetheart…” “come ‘ere, sweetheart, let me get a closer look at that gorgeous face of yours.” “fuuuck, sweetheart, just like that, don’t stop, keep going.” “gimme a kiss, sweetheart.”

- however, when he’s not calling you sweetheart, Sejanus is loser bf incarnate

- like SUCH a loser but very much in an Andrew Garfield as Peter Parker kind of way

- you will be giving him every sign in the book, practically throwing yourself at him and he’ll just be like ‘what are we?’

- this doesn’t ever go away in the entire course of your relationship

- you’re very glad that you were so upfront about explaining your feelings for him initially because otherwise you know you wouldn’t have got together

- the first time you try and initiate anything more then kissing he had zero idea what was going on

‘sweetheart, what are you- ? I- ahhh- fuck- keep going.’

- literally never initiates anything for the first time because he lives in this constant state of ‘what if they don’t really like me :((((‘

- he’ll still be like that if you’re 80 and old and grey and married

- like there are 10 million things you love about him and he doesn’t understand a single one for some strange reason???? And is always doubting himself?????

it’s nearly midnight and Sejanus still can’t sleep. he’s tried, he really, really has - he’s tossed and turned, cracked open the window, counted sheep and tried drinking warm milk like his ma used to make, but nothing was working. the cool air of a mid summers night breezes through the bedroom as he turns on his side to face you, beautiful you. You who’s hair spreads out against the in a hall around your head, who is sleeping peacefully yet still turns into the warmth of Sejanus’s touch when he wraps an arm around you. He doesn’t know what he’s ever done or will do to justify the universe letting him be yours. He hopes in the darkest hour of the summers night he’ll never have to find out.

“You should take a picture.” You murmured, breaking the warmed silence of the room. “It’ll last longer.” a smile curled on your lips even as you kept your eyes closed, turning your head deeper into the soft pillow in hopes sleep would find you again. when it didn’t, Sejanus’s eyes still on you keeping you awake, you pulled yourself closer to him, eyes finally opening. “What’s wrong baby… can’t sleep?”

“Why are you with me?” Sejanus asked bluntly, face lacking the warmth it usually held. “Like, seriously, why? I don’t-“

you cut him off with a firm poke to his shoulder. “Don’t even go there.�� A hand came up to caress his cheek, running along the smile lines that had only deepened with age. Sejanus leaned into your touch, eyes closing as he preened into the love that exuded from your palm alone. “I can’t name a single thing I don’t absolutely, completely, utterly and truly love about you.”

Your hand moved to run through his curls, still as dark as when you’d met him, but now with streaks of grey running through it. He looked so handsome growing old, especially at your side. “I love how kind and selfless you are, and how you stand up for what you think is right regardless of what others think. I love how you know who you are and how you know everyone you loves coffee order just in case. I love how your brows pinch when you’re confused or worried and how your smile lights up every room you walk in to. God, Sejanus, I’d marry you again, and again, and again, if I could.”

Sejanus pressed a gentle kiss to your lips, a slightly softer one immediately pressed to the skin just under your eyelid as soon as your lips left yours. “Thank you.” He whispered, as if saying it could make you take it all back. “I love you.”

- he’s so freaking in love with you

an : thanks for the love on the first part!! Hope you enjoyed mwah <33

tags : @marjorieisreading @celestialstar111 <33

[eymie]

STUDY BUDDIES !

pairing: sejanus plinth x fem!reader

warnings: smut, kissing, fingering, handjob, doggy style, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), cream pie, oral (f. receiving)

summary: you’ve liked sejanus for a while, to your excitement he’s assigned as your project partner this year.

a/n: i’m sick and tired of trying to get sejanus fics and they all have coryo in them UGHH (still enjoy them though)

def doing a pt2

When the professor called out your name followed by Sejanus Plinth, your interest piqued. You turned to meet his gaze, a soft smile on his face, probably happy he wasn’t assigned to Arachne or Livia.

You were called to sit with your partners to form study plans for further need. Sejanus was soft-spoken for the most part, unless provoked you assumed.

You both decided it was a good idea to meet at one of your homes instead of the library that filled up awfully fast more often than not.

Sejanus’ house was good but he opted not to. You didn’t bother to ask why so you offered up your own house. For the most part your parents were out working, they had a high ranking and were close friends with Sejanus’ parents. Your maids were quiet and you had no other guests at the time.

Your first project came up quick, a presentation to the class on the Hunger Games like there was every year. It was an annual project in the curriculum, you and Sejanus were assigned the history and forming of the games.

You had seen Arachne whispering something to him later than day, to which you ignored at first. The more you thought about it was odd, Sejanus talking to Arachne. Odd.

Arachne knew that you liked him and you were embarrassed to consider she told him.

Sejanus was supposed to come over to your place on the weekend to work on the project together. You spend the rest of your friday after school wondering what Arachne had told him, hoping it wasn’t what you assumed.

You knew your maids would let him in and direct him to your room, to which you were supposed to leave your door a few inches open. But, neither of your parents were home and they wouldn’t be til Sunday and Sejanus would come over on Saturday.

You hated yourself a little bit that you planned your outfit ahead of time. Your top was tighter than you remembered so you put a cardigan over top, you didn’t intend to seduce him. Yet, you wouldn’t mind if it worked.

“Miss, you have guest.” Your maids voice rung through the air, your door cracked open to reveal her and Sejanus.

“Thank you, you can come in.” You smiled sweetly, adjusting your cardigan slightly. You haven’t seen Sejanus out of his uniform since the last gala, to which he wore a suit. His clothes were more casual, not too casual because he still had expectations. “I already did some research, at least we got an easy topic.”

“I did too, I brought my notes.” He placed his notes on your desk, pulling up a chair to sit with you.

To your surprise Sejanus and you worked well together. Brief small talk about class, friends, interests and his laugh. You really did like his laugh. You felt a slight spark when his skin brushed yours, intentionally or not.

“Sej?” You asked, he looked over to yours. His gaze was sincere, a soft smile on his face as he nodded at you to continue. “Are you close with Arachne?”

“Oh… can’t say I like her company very much.” He replied, the smile dropping from his face. He went back to writing more notes. “Why?”

“No reason, I just saw you two talking in class.” You mumbled, a bit embarrassed to have brought up the subject. You looked down at your hands, fiddling with your fingers.

“She told me something funny, don’t know if I can believe something Arachne would say.” He mentioned, a slight teasing tone in his voice and suddenly your interest was piqued. You knew what he meant.

“I wouldn’t either.” You looked up at him, a teasing smile lingered on his face.

“Why not?” He rose an eyebrow, a playful tone in his voice.

“I just don’t know if I trust everything she says, she does like to tease.” You mentioned, to which he nodded his head. There was a pregnant pause between the two of you before he spoke up again.

“She told me something about you.” Your eyes widened, knowing exactly what he was referring to. You could believe Arachne couldn’t told him, not that he’d tell you she did. “Are you two close?”

“Not very, but she is close to my close friends.” The only reason Arachne knew was because Livia couldn’t keep her mouth shut and you had told her at a sleepover. You played with loose threads of your cardigan, shyly looking back up at him. “What’d she tell you?”

“Something I hope she wasn’t teasing about.” He said, a sincerity in his voice. He laughed a bit, a breathless one.

You were quick to reply, “Maybe she wasn’t.”

“I don’t want to ask.” Sejanus said, hanging his head low not wanting to make eye contact. You licked your lips, admiring the way his chocolate brown curls fell.

“Should I drop it?” You asked, a sense of anxiety coursing through you.

“Well aren’t you curious?” He looked back up, a smile on his perfect face. You weren’t curious, you knew exactly what she had told him. But, who did it hurt to lie.

“Of course I am.”

“I thought about it for a while, I can’t tell if she was being truthful. You and I have known each other since I arrived here, our parents are friends after all.” Sejanus admitted, looking at you for a bit of reassurance. You nodded along, acknowledging how long you’ve truly known him.

You were kind to Sejanus when everyone bullied him for being from the districts, along with Coriolanus who tolerated him.

“So why’re you being so shy.” You asked, your knees brushing against his to which he didn’t pull away.

“Because I don’t what it to be a lie.” He admitted and you couldn’t help but feel like he was confessing something.

“I think I know what she told you.” You regretted the words when they left your lips, practically confessing your feelings.

“You do?” You nodded, your hands now brushing his. Your chairs were close, both knees now touching. He leaned in a bit closer, eyes boring into your own. “Well, is it truth?”

You nodded again, to which he leaned in even closer. His eyes didn’t look away from yours once, you were the one to turn your head. His hand delicately moving your face back to look at him. You barely had time to react before his lips were pressed against your own. A surprised moan slipping from your lips into the kiss. It was soft, his hand delicately caressing your cheek.

Sejanus deepened the kiss, his other hand coming up to cup your cheek as well. He moaned into the kiss, feeling a rush of emotions he had never experienced before. This was wrong, but it felt so right.

You pulled him in further, and he gladly followed. His hands slid down to your waist, pulling you closer to him. His lips parted, allowing his tongue to slip into your mouth tasting the sweetness of your lips. As his tongue pressed against yours, his hands slid off your cardigan, revealing the soft material of your top underneath. He groaned into the kiss, feeling the heat between them growing stronger.

"Sejanus,” You mumbled against his lips, fingers clawing at his shirt.

Sejanus broke the kiss, breathing softly as he looked into your eyes. His heart racing, his body tingling with desire. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Yes, for so long." You mumbled, brushing your lips against his. Sejanus smiled softly, relief flooding through him.

"Good" He leaned in to press another, this time firmer, kiss to your lips. His hands traced the outline of your waist, pulling you closer to him once more.

A soft moan that escaped your lips only served fuel to his desire. His tongue danced with yours again, his hand sliding up to cup your breasts through the fabric of your top. He groaned into the kiss, feeling as if he was going to lose himself.

"The bed,” You whispered, barely audible.

Sejanus broke the kiss once more, his breathing heavy as his eyes bore into yours. He asked, his voice rough with lust. "What?"

"I need you." You confessed, hands pulling at his shirt. He smiled and you moved your hand to run your fingers through his curls.

"I need you too." He whispered, his hands never leaving your body. With a gentle nudge, he guided you back towards the bed. His lips trailed kisses down your neck and collarbone as he helped you onto the mattress.

He traced slow patterns along your legs with his hands, never quite making contact with the pars of you that ached for him. Your eyes immediately flew to the crack in the door, you heart beating out of your chest. "Fuck, close the door."

His eyes flickered to the door before meeting yours once more. A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he leaned in to capture your lips in a slow, deep kiss. One hand slipped between you, finding the hem of your shirt and slowly pulling it upwards.

"Sej, the door." You whined, not wanting to get caught by one of the maids.

Sejanus broke the kiss again, this time pressing his forehead against yours. He stood up and reached for the door handle. He closed the door and flipped the lock with a nonchalant motion before returning to the bed, his gaze never leaving yours.

As you pulled your shirt off, Sejanus' eyes traced the movement before settling on your bare chest. His breath hitched slightly as he took in the sight of you.

"What?" You questioned, shyly covering yourself to which he pulled your hands away.

Sejanus shook his head slightly, trying to clear it. His hands traced light patterns along your skin before leaning down once more, this time pressing his lips to the soft flesh just below your earlobe. He breathed out, "Nothing, You're just... beautiful."

You squirmed under his touch, panties soaked through with a small wet patch. His hands travelled to pull off your shorts, fingers pulling at the elastic waistband of your panties.

"I'm so wet." You embarrassingly admitted, clenching your thighs closed so he couldn’t see your glistening cunt.

"Really?" He whispered, his hand sliding lower to explore the wetness between your legs. His thumb tracing soft circles around your clit before delving inside you.

"Sejanus wait!" You grabbed his wrist stopping him.

Sejanus froze for a moment, his eyes searching yours for guidance. His fingers still moving inside you as he asked, "Wait for what?"

"I wanna touch you first." You mumbled, looking into his deep brown eyes.

Sejanus smiled softly, his hand leaving you for a moment to gently tug off his belt. "Then let me help you," He whispered before guiding your hand to his cock, already half-hard.

As you spit in your hand, Sejanus watched with a mix of curiosity and need. He leaned down to kiss you softly, his tongue playing with yours as he felt your hand wrap around his length. He groaned softly into the kiss, hands bucking forward slightly as he felt the wet warmth of your hand on his hard length. He kissed you deeply, their tongues entwining as he rock against your hand.

"Good?" You asked, begging for reassurance.

Sejanus broke the kiss with a soft moan, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure.

"So good," He whispered, his fingers finding their way back between your legs. "You're so wet and ready for me."

"Need your cock." You admitted, squeezing your thighs shut, to which his large hands spread back open.

Sejanus' breath caught in his throat at your words. He leaned down to kiss you again, "I want that too."

"Are you close?" You squeezed your hand tighter, sliding it up and down. A groan escaped his lips, curling his fingers inside of you. "Need you to come."

Sejanus' eyes darkened with desire. "You can have that and more." He whispered, his fingers slipping inside you. He thrusted his fingers slowly, his cock jerking against your hand as he felt your fingers squeeze him tighter.

"God your hands." You moan, walls clenching around his thick digits.

Sejanus' fingers found your sweet spot, his thumb brushing against your sensitive nub. "Tell me what you want," He whimpered into your ear, his hips grinding against your hand.

"Want you to cum." You whispered, begging him silently to come undone.

As he felt his orgasm building, he groaned softly int your ear. His fingers moving faster inside you as he bucked his hips into your hand with growing desperation.

"Please." You beg, your voice low and sultry.

With a hoarse groan, Sejanus' body tensed and his seed spilled out between your fingers, painting your palm with his release. His lips found yours again in a deep kiss.

"Sej--"

Sejanus let out a long sigh as he felt himself slowly coming down from his high. He watched as you licked his cum off your fingers.

"Sejanus, I want you to fuck me." Your eyes bore into his, a long pause between you. The air was thick but the silence was thicker.

"i want that too," He whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "Are you sure?"

"So sure." You nodded, leaning back on your elbows.

"Spread your legs for me," He ordered softly.

You whimpered slightly before spreading your legs for him, revealing your glistening wet cunt. Sejanus' eyes darkened with lust as he stared down at you.

"You are so beautiful," He breathed, his fingers tracing light patterns on your inner thighs.

"It's embarrassing." You whined, turning your head away from his gaze. You attempted to close your legs but he held them open.

Sejanus' lips curved into a tender smile

"Don't be embarrassed," He whispered, his fingers sliding between your legs to tease your entrance. He pushed his fingers inside of you slowly feeling you stretch around them.

"Sej, I wanted your cock not your fingers." You whine, not trying to act like a brat but you couldn’t help it. You wanted to feel him, not just his fingers.

"I need to stretch you first." He slowly thrusted his fingers back inside you, slipping in a third one. You squeezed your eyes shut, wondering how much more he’d stretch you than this.

"Don't care if it hurts." You huffed, grabbing his wrist trying to stop him, to which he was quick to pull your hand away.

Sejanus' eyes widened slightly at your response. He took a deep breath, steadying himself before pushing his fingers deeper inside of you.

"Don't you want it?” You ask, trying to convince him to skip the foreplay.

"Yes-- but I need to take care of you first." He assured you, slowly thrusting his fingers in and out. "I want this to be good for both of us."

"I don't want to cum on your fingers." You huffed, lying back on the pillow.

He smiled reassuringly, he continued to stretch you with his fingers. Gradually he increased the depth and speed of his thrusts. "Don't worry. we'll get to that soon enough."

"Wanna cum on your cock, Sej--" You whined, squeezing your thighs around his hand. His large hands spread your legs back open.

"I know you do," He murmured, pulling his fingers away and positioning himself at your entrance. He paused for a moment before slowly pushing inside of you.

Your back arched off the bed, a soft moan slipping from your lips. Sejanus watched as you arched your back, the bed creaking beneath you. He groaned deeply, his eyes locked on yours as he began to move inside of you.

"Oh my god, you're so big." The stretch burned, you didn’t expect him to stretch you this wide. You threw your head back, trying your best to accommodate his girth. A throaty moan ripping from your throat.

Sejanus' fingers dug into the sheets as he tried to maintain control. "I want this to be good for both of us," He gritted out, his hips beginning to move faster and harder.

"It's so good." You panted, bucking your hips up to meet his thrusts.

He felt his body tense, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable. "You feel so good," He moaned, pressing deeper inside of you as he lost himself in the sensation.

"W-wait-- wait a second." You pant, pushing against his chest.

Sejanus' eyes flickered open as he felt you writhe beneath him. He pulled out, leaning back before asking "Are you okay?"

You turned onto your stomach, arching your ass into the air. Your glistening stretched cunt on display in front of him. "Fuck me like this."

He positioned himself behind you, his thick cock at your entrance. With a deep breath, he slid inside you once again, taking you in a powerful thrust that filled your needy pussy. His hips slapped against your ass with each powerful thrust. His hands found your hips, holding onto them as he took you harder and faster. He groaned, his body slamming against yours, hands groping the fat of your ass. His hand slid down to the arch of your back, pushing down causing you to moan out.

"Sejanus-- fuck!"

"Oh god," He moaned, his eyes closed as he felt his orgasm building up inside of him.

"Inside--" You beg, pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts. You whine at the way his large hands spread your ass.

With a deep groan, Sejanus pushed his cock into you one last time, his thick cock sliding deep inside pulsing and twitching with release. Your tight walls gripped his cock tightly as he emptied his seed into you.

"Yesss!" You whined out, gripping the sheets under you. You heard him pant above you, your cunt still stuffed full of his cock and cum. He leaned forward to place soft kisses along your neck and shoulders.

Feeling you whimper around his cock, Sejanus smiled softly. Gently pulling out his cock from your full cunt. "You okay?"

"Mhm" You hummed, panting into the pillow. Your body twitched in ecstasy, needing him inside you again.

His eyes searched your face for any signs of pain or discomfort but he only found pleasure and need. "You didn't cum?"

Sejanus' fingers spread your tight cunt, watching his cum spill out. His tongue went out to lick your cunt. Feeling your warm cunt, he knew couldn't hold back from tasting you. His tongue darted out to explore your sweetness, lapping up every drop of your juices.

"Ohh--" You gasp, arching your ass up further. Your fingers threading into the pillow, grabbing it for stability.

"The taste of you made his mouth water, he lapped at your sweet cunt like a starved man. As he continued to suck your sensitive clit, he slid two fingers into your wetness, massaging the spot that would make you cum. "I'll make sure you cum."

He groaned as your body shuddered and your cunt spasmed around his fingers. His hands were gentle yet firm. guiding you through the most intense orgasm of your life. As he watched your writhe, he couldn't help but grin in satisfaction. His mouth lingered by your ear, fingers still exploring your cunt. His voice was low as he whispered praises, "That's it."

"Sej-- oh!" His free hand tilted your head back, capturing your lips in a firm yet gentle kiss as he positioned his cock at your entrance again. "Wait--"

His cock slid back into your slick cunt, filling you to the hilt. The sensation was overwhelming, but your cunt was practically sucking him in. "You're so tight."

"I can't-- c-can't take it." You gasp out, squeezing your eyes shut. The way his thick cock split you open.

But, he didn't slow. Instead, he shifted his position to slightly hit your sweet spot, and watched as you moaned and arched your back. He murmured approvingly, "You can."

"Fuck--"

Sejanus gripped your hips, cock bullying your insides. His cock pistoned in and out of you, hitting your sweet spot over and over again until you were crying out in pleasure. "Good girl"

"I can't,” You beg. Sejanus’ free hand entwined his fingers over yours. Leaning over your body, his hot breath fanning over the back of your neck.

"Yes, you can," He bit out between clenched teeth. His hips bucked wildly, driving himself deeper into you with each thrust.

"I-I'm so close." You felt the knot inside you tightening, ready to snap.

"I know you are," He groaned, feeling your walls clench around him. "Need to see your face when you cum undone."

Sejanus flipped you onto your back without pulling out. He held himself up on his arms, watching you eagerly.

"Spread your legs for me," He ordered, smirking when you instantly obeyed. You spread your legs showing him your raw fucked out pussy, stretched out from his fat cock.

With a slow, deliberated pace. He began to thrust in and out of your cunt again. Each of his thrusts sending pleasure through your body. His hands gripped at your hips as he leaned down to nip at your neck and earlobe.

"You like that, don't you?" He groaned, his voice thick with need. Feeling you nod against his chest, he increased the intensity of his movements. He cock pounding into you relentlessly, hitting the spot that made you cry out in pleasure.

"Sej--"

Sejanus didn't stop his thrusts, knowing that the quicker he fucked you, the quicker you'd cum. Your breaths came in short gasps as you tenses underneath him. You dug your nails into the back of his neck, scratching at his skin to pull him closer. The feeling of your nails and the way your walls squeezed him drove him to the brink of his orgasm.

You slid your hand down to your clit, his hips bucked needily against yours. Your eyes rolled back, your back arching off of the bed. Your nipples pressing into his, chest rubbing against each other.

"That's it," He breathed, his voice thick with lust. "Cum for me."

"Sejanus!" You cried out, your walls spasming around his hard length. Your tight cunt milked him mercilessly as wave after wave of pleasure consumed you.

Sejanus' body tensed and he let out a long, low groan as you clenched around him. His cock twitched inside you, his hot seed filled your cunt, overflowing. "So it was true."

"Yeah."

Sejanus smirked, "So you like me."

"Yeah, but you knew that.”

[deepseaorchid]

Kiss Me Better - Sejanus Plinth x GN!Reader

Summary: When a certain sweet little boy offers to share his candy with you on the school yard, you find yourself with a lifelong best friend. What happens when these feelings of friendship melt into deeper feelings as you both grow older? An unfortunate event causes these two best friends to get closer than ever before, making your heart flutter.

Pairing: (Childhood bestfriends! To Lovers!)Sejanus Plinth x GN!reader, (platonic!)Clemensia Dovecote x GN!reader

Warnings: None, fluff, mutual pining, childhood friends to lovers

Word count: 5.2k

A/N: Clemensia may be OOC, I modelled Reader's interactions with her after myself and my own best friend

Accepting that you had fallen in love with sweet Sejanus Plinth, your childhood best friend was not easy. From the time you both met, Sejanus had been a constant and welcome presence in your life. One of you two always trailing after the other, hot on each other’s heels. The pair of you could often be found pouring over books in the library, comparing what you had read versus what you had not. Or, you could be found at a small cafe on the Corsus, sharing a sweet pastry or sipping tea and studying.

With the frequency of your hangouts, and the fact that you had few other friends, it was impossible for the other Academy students not to notice and gossip. You had grown accustomed to hushed whispers and jeers directed at the both of you. After all, what business does someone from the Capitol have with a District transplant who makes a display of his disdain of the very place he lives? You found that befriending Sejanus Plinth has been a lonely experience, isolating you from many, but not all of your peers. However, it only made the bond you two had stronger.

A hand slapped your shoulder, and a shrill voice called out “Tag! You’re it!” From behind you. Clemensia Dovecote sped off, her jet black hair flying out from behind her. You watched her climb up the iron monkey bars and perch at the top, flashing you a crooked smile. She had just lost her two front teeth, leaving a large gap in her smile. To you, she was the coolest girl in school. 

“You have to chase us now!” She yelled at you from her spot on the monkey bars. You hadn’t even been in this game of tag, but you took this as an invitation. Not wanting to disappoint her, you took off, running full tilt to the group of children. You picked the easiest target, Felix Ravinstill, and chased after him. You weaved in and around the play structure, dodging large beams and the occasional rogue ball. While Felix didn’t have speed on his side, he had fast reflexes and was quick at evading your every attempt at catching him.

Felix leapt onto the pavement, running straight through a game of foursquare. You dodged the wonky chalk barrier marking the borders of the pitch as the players yelled at Felix for ruining the game. Felix rounded a hard corner. You sped up, the collar of his shirt almost within reach.

“Get him!” Clemensia cheered. Your head snapped in her direction, she was beginning to climb down from the monkey bars. The momentary loss of focus resulted in your shoe colliding and hooking under a rock on the yard. You sprawl forward. You had just enough time to put your hands out and prevent your fall before you hit the pavement hard. You yelped out in pain, your knees and hands hot from the impact. You barely registered that you’re crying until Clemensia runs up to you, teacher in tow. A crowd had begun forming around you, and you found yourself crying thick, hot tears. The teacher helped you up, offering kind words of encouragement as students gathered asking if you’re okay. The tears that started didn’t seem to stop, and you sobbed a little harder looking at the state of your bloodied knees.

 And so the game of tag abruptly ended. Nobody on the schoolyard blamed you, of course, but you found yourself sitting out for the rest of recess. You sat cross-legged on the hot pavement holding a large wad of gauze to your bleeding knee and sniffling occasionally. You stared off at the play structure, watching the others go down the slides and run around. You don’t think anyone thought too much of it, but the embarrassment you still had over the situation hung thick around you.

A shadow above you blocked out the beating sun, and two little legs obscured your view of the play structure. You looked up, squinting a little.

“Hi,” said an unfamiliar voice. Your eyes focused on the shape in front of you. Sejanus Plinth, the new boy who just arrived from District 2 stood above you. He was well-fed, dark curls above his eyes and his chubby hands clutched a bag of colourful, sugary gumdrops.

“I saw you fall,” He stated. Great. Someone else who saw your tumble. You said nothing, did he come here to make fun of you?

“Want some?” He asks, shoving his bag of candy in your face. You were a little shocked at his blunt kindness. You had not spoken to Sejanus since his arrival at the Capitol a month ago. His arrival was instantly marked with hostility and distaste from other students. The others in your class rejected him entirely, opting to make him the object of their bullying, leaving Sejanus utterly friendless. You never participated in the bullying, but you never stopped it. You were simply indifferent, and maybe that made you complicit.

“Sure,” You sniffled, and wiped leftover tears from under your eyes. Sejanus moved to your left and sat beside you up against the grey concrete wall of the school. He ruffled through the bag, placing a bright blue gumdrop in your palm. You plopped it in your mouth, its sweetness enveloping your tongue. While your family wasn’t poor, the war had been rough on your family. Candy and sweets were only for birthdays and special occasions now.

“I’m Sejanus by the way,” The boy smiled, sticking out a chubby hand, waiting for you to shake it. You’d met enough of your mother’s coworkers to know what to do. You awkwardly reached out and shook his hand and returned the greeting. His hand was sticky.

“You ran really fast out there,” He said, reaching into the bag and grabbing a gumdrop for himself. 

“Thanks,” Your voice broke a little, tears still threatening to spill. Sejanus looked down at your hands, trailing his gaze to your knees, Bloody scrapes littered them, pieces of gravel still stuck to your left side. He reached forward and brushed it off for you.

“Do you wanna play hide and seek?” He asked, turning towards you.

“Can’t,” You sniffled. “M’knee hurts.”

Sejanus thought about this for a moment. A look of deep concentration washed over his soft, round features. 

“Want me to kiss it better?” He asked, his voice filled with innocence. 

“What?” You asked, a little shocked. “A kiss,” he repeated. “When I fall and get sad, my Ma kisses me better.”

Before you can say anything, he leans down, placing a feathery kiss to your knee, lips barely grazing your skin.

“There, now you’ll get better!” He smiled sweetly. It was contagious, a small grin crept up your lips in return. Sejanus rummaged in his pocket for a moment before he pulled out a packet of cards.

“Wanna play go fish?” He asked eagerly.

“I don’t know how to play,” You said quietly. Sejanus thought for a moment. “We can make a card tower if you want?” Now that, you could do.

“Sure!” You chirped. Sejanus’s joy was infectious. He spent the rest of the recess making you laugh, cheering every time you both successfully added another level to your tower. When the bell rang signaling the end of recess, you quickly knocked your 4-level tower down and helped Sejanus put the cards away. 

“Thanks for playing with me today!” You smiled, a new spring in your step, your injured knee long-forgotten about.

“Do you wanna play together tomorrow?” Sejanus asked, looking down at the ground. You knew he was used to people not wanting to play with him, let alone be near him.

“Of course!” You beamed at him and lined up behind Coriolanus Snow. Some of the other students shot you dirty looks, seething that you would associate with a District boy. You paid it no mind, however. You were just happy to have a brand new friend to play with.

It's funny how tripping on the school yard completely altered the course of your life. A familiar voice snapped you out of your thoughts. 

“If I have to write one more paper for Dr. Gaul, I think I’m going to drop out and join the Peacekeepers.” Sejanus sigh, tapping your shoulder from behind. You glance up and follow him with your eyes as he sits across from you in the dining hall. 

“Don’t,” you groan in mock annoyance. “Who else will I have to annoy and pester during class?” you say, knitting your eyebrows together in concern.

“I’ll talk to Coriolanus, I’m sure he can annoy you at least once a day,” Sejanus smirks, pulling his notebook from his satchel. You tut and roll your eyes. Sejanus rests his elbow on the white marble table, placing his head in his hands as he skims his notes. His dark curly hair falls over his forehead, largely obscuring his face. His cheeks look soft, lips pursed as he concentrates. His baby fat from childhood had now melted away and made room for a strong, muscular build that differed from the usual physique of Capitol boys. Sejanus definitely looked District, but maybe that’s why you found him so attractive now.

“Are we still going to the White Pony?” He asks, referencing one of the restaurants you both frequented. He never looked up from his notes. Good, he didn’t see you staring. Your eyes snap down towards your lap, making it look as though you are utterly engrossed with your red cloth napkin that you're playing with in your hands.

“Can’t today,” you sigh, leaning back in the hard dining hall chair. “Clemensia and I are meeting for coffee.” Your eyes drift around the cafeteria. The low light of the late afternoon cast shadows across the pristine white floors, bathing everything in a golden light. A few stragglers from the day remained in the cafeteria, chatting and reviewing notes, much like you and Sejanus were.

“That’s unfortunate,” he said, only glancing up at you momentarily. The single beam of orange light from the large arched window behind you illuminated his eyes perfectly. The caramel-coloured specks in his eyes lit up only for a moment.

“I was hoping I could show you some of the renovations they did.”

Now you feel guilty. You cursed yourself internally for making spur of the moment plans for a coffee date with Clemensia.

“I’m sorry Sej, tomorrow?” You ask, your voice softening. His eyes flick up to your face momentarily at the use of the nickname. Only you called him that. You reach your hand forward and stroke his wrist, covered by the crimson fabric of the Academy jacket you both wear. He lifts his head up, smiling at you, but visibly unhappy. You’ve known Sejanus for almost 10 years now, and you know when your best friend-turned-crush is upset.

“How can I make it up to you?” You loosen your grip on his wrist and trail your hand downwards to his fingertips, tapping yours against them gently as a comforting gesture.

“You can’t,” he groaned. “I will never forgive you for this,” He slumps forward, touching his head to your hand. His curly brown hair feels so soft tickling against your hand. “I see your loyalties lie elsewhere, I’m devastated,” he sighs, voice muffled and shaking as if he is on the verge of tears. You’d be tempted to believe it, if it were not for the fact that you can feel his lips smiling into your palm as he speaks. You choose to play along with his pretend outrage.

“Oh no! This really is terrible! I am so upset that Sejanus Plinth, my oldest and best friend, hates me!” You spoke almost too loudly. Two ginger-haired boys nearby shot you a glare, but you quickly disregarded it. “How ever will I regain his trust?” You ask, voice dripping in sarcasm and a smile creeping up your lips. Sejanus kept his head pressed in your hand, his shoulders shaking as he attempted to stifle his laughter. You continue.

“Maybe…” You hesitate for a moment. “Maybe I can bring in one of my chocolate muffins? Would he forgive me then?”

Sejanus’s head snaps up, beaming at you. “Deal.” He laughs. You giggle in return. Sejanus loves your baking, often saying it was almost as good as his Ma’s baking. That was high praise for you, always hoping you can outdo Ma Plinth but never fully succeeding.

You squeeze his hand gently before removing it. Your heart flutters at the loss of contact, wishing you could have that connection for even a moment longer.

“I have to get going,” you say, moving to get up, Sejanus stands too. You smooth out the wrinkles of your jacket and shirt. “Clemensia is going to kill me if I’m late again.”

“I don’t think you’ve been on time to anything in your whole life,” Sejanus smiles at you, teasing you. He picks up your bag as well as his own.

“You are so rude! I don’t know why I put up with you!” You gasp, laughing as you give him a playful shove, walking out the swinging white doors of the cafeteria and down the hall.

“Probably because you love me,” Sejanus laughs. You could tell it was supposed to be a joke but you feel your breath hitch in your throat. He knew? How did he know? Who told him? His words echo through the high ceilings of the hall and your mouth opens and closes like a fish. Sejanus sensed the shift in atmosphere and his laughter died out too. 

You muster a dry chuckle.

“Yeah,” you smile. “Something like that.” The tension in the air still hangs thick between you. Sejanus stares down at his shoes, shifting his weight between one foot and the other awkwardly. He opens his mouth to speak, but you beat him to it.

“Thanks for carrying my bag!” You chirp, trying to diffuse the tension. You reach and grab the brown satchel off his shoulder, pulling it close. Before he can speak, you glance at the watch on your wrist. 

“I really have to get going, I am officially dead to Clemensia,” you muster a nervous laugh. He chuckles half-heartedly in return. “Yeah. I should get home too,” he said softly. You turn and wave goodbye to him, before starting at a quick pace down the hall. Sejanus’s booming voice shouts out from behind you.

“Don’t forget the muffins!” He calls, cupping his hands over his mouth. The high intricate ceiling of the hall echoes his words.

“Muffins! Muffins! Muffins!”

You smile, not turning back to face him. “I won’t!” You yell back, before ducking into the stairwell. 

Exiting the school, you gasped in the crisp spring air. The embarrassment hit you a second time. 

“Idiot!” You curse yourself, slapping your temples as you march down the road.

…

“Oh my god, you didn’t,” Clemensia claps a hand over her mouth. “No, you’re messing with me, you didn’t,” She gasps in disbelief. You offer her a wonky smile as an answer. “Oh my god, you’re serious,” She sighs, running her hands through her raven hair, eyes wide. Clemensia had become a close friend of yours after that day on the playground - one of your only other friends aside from Sejanus. Coincidentally, she was the only person who knew of your huge crush on him.

“I’m so worried he’s going to hate me, Clemmie,” You sigh, waving your hand in dismissal, but accidentally almost knocking your rose tea over. You caught it before it fell, taking an awkward sip. “I don’t know why I froze up, I know he meant it in a friendly way.”

Clemensia picked up her latte, a look of concentration etched on her face. She pauses for a moment, the chatter in the warm cafe filling the silence.

“I don’t think you messed anything up,” she speaks slowly, lowering her cup. Her red lipstick is smudged against the dainty china. “But I do think you have to be careful. He probably won’t think too much about it, but if he reads too much into it, he’ll get suspicious.” She says pointedly. You groan and cover your eyes with your hands. For the last two years, you had successfully kept your crush on Sejanus under wraps. You already showed physical affection to one another through playful nudges, hugs and you would even occasionally hold hands. And it satisfied you for a while, content with the limited physical affection. But as time passed, Sejanus grew more into his features, and his demeanor only got sweeter, and suddenly affection between friends was insufficient. You found yourself lying awake at night dreaming about him, wondering what it would feel like to have his body pressed against yours, drifting off to sleep together. More than anything, you wanted to know if those soft pink lips felt as gentle on yours as you had imagined.

“Promise me you won’t tell a soul,” you peak up at her from your hands, glaring slightly. Clemensia laughs, her dark eyes crinkling at the corners. Her laughter was a sweet sound.

“I promise,” she said, kicking you gently under the table. "When have I ever told anyone? I might make you start paying me to keep a secret, though," She winks. You roll your eyes playfully. Clemensia looks to the side, gazing off at the art and floral arrangements in the elegant cafe. A devilish grin appeared across her face. “If things between you and Sejanus don’t work out, you could always try that guy over there instead,” she pointed to her right, her finger obscured by her latte cup. You know the drill, you crane your neck, pretending to stretch and follow Clemensia’s gaze and finger with your eyes. You snap back into place. “Clemensia, he’s old!” You whisper-yell at her. She snorts with laughter as the old man dressed in tweed in the corner she pointed to is none the wiser to the interaction.

…

“So I told Festus that if he so much as looks at me again, I’m going to report him to the Dean and have him sent to what’s left of District 13 myself,” Clemensia jokes as you walk around the Capitol park. She had insisted you go for an evening stroll through the park. The sun has set now, and the only light to be found in the park is that from the dim street lights. Crickets nestled in the bushes and dewy grass chirp their song into the evening. While the students’ overall opinion of you is not favourable at the Academy, you were thankful for having Clemensia by your side. It was nice having at least one friend who wasn’t complicated the same way Sejanus was.

“God, do you think Festus'll try anything again?” You giggle, cocking an eyebrow as you walk around the park together, gravel crunching under every step. “Doubt it,” she smirked. “Consider it handled.”

You round a corner, approaching some sleeping ducks, the moon shining bright over the pond, casting its reflection into the water. Further down the path, a tall figure stands, skipping stones into the water. They bounce one, two, three times before sinking with a loud plop. The dim street lamps provide no light where the figure stands, surrounding him in mystery.

“Who’s even out this late?” Clemensia said, judging the figure ahead of you. You turned to her, staring blankly into her eyes.

“Us, Clemmie. We’re also out this late.” You said flatly, Clemensia rolled her eyes. “Do you think maybe he’s a murderer, preying on unsuspecting people in the park?” She grabbed your shoulders, startling you. Your heart pounds a bit harder in your chest at her actions.

“If he is, I’m pushing you and running,” you tease her, smirking. She laughs loudly. You had been so engrossed in the conversation with her that you failed to notice the winding root of a willow tree poking out of the pathway. 

“Careful!” Clemensia yelled, trying to get your attention. It was too late, your foot had already hooked underneath the root and sent you flying forward. You lift your hands quickly to protect your face and you hit the gravel of the path below with a loud thud. You slide on impact, loose gravel flying everywhere.

“Are you okay?” Clemensia shrieks. If the figure was a murderer, he was definitely coming for you now. The sound of rapid footsteps comes pounding up to you. A familiar voice calls out your name in panic. Glancing up from your position on the floor, you saw Sejanus running up to you from a distance. So that’s who the dark figure was. You groan, partially from pain and partially from the situation you just got yourself into with him. You glance over at Clemensia as she tries grabbing your arm, attempting to help you up. You mouth the words “help me,” to her. She only stifles a laugh, leaning in to whisper in your ear, “You’ll be fine, you still have your humour.” You really don't want him to see you like this, especially not after such an embarrassing fall. You groan again as she tries lifting you a little higher. The pounding of Sejanus’s footsteps stops abruptly and you feel a second arm snake around your waist. 

“I’ve got you,” Sejanus whispers softly as he lifts you. His face pressed into the side of your head as he lifts you, breathing softly against your hair. He's stronger than Clemensia, helping you to your feet with ease. You stand, but your knee buckles under you. Sejanus catches you, firmly holding your waist in place with his arm. “C’mon, over there,” You hear him say to Clemensia, he cocks his head gesturing to the bench nearby. You hobble over to the bench, both of your friends holding you up. With every step, you feel a sharp sting in your knee, shooting up your body. You wonder how bad it looks. You hadn’t even had the chance to assess the damage before your friends rushed to your aid.

Clemensia helps you lower yourself onto the wooden park bench as Sejanus sits beside you. He gently lifts your leg and pulls it onto his lap as he sits to elevate it.

“Guys, it's really not that big of a deal,” you groan. You feel your face flush darker at all the extra attention.

“Let me just look,” Sejanus mumbles, pulling something out of his bag. “Can you even see in this light?” You ask incredulously, raising an eyebrow at him. “Mhmm,” he mumbles again. “This will sting.”

Before you even have time to process, a sharp burn hits your knee. Rubbing alcohol. You hiss through gritted teeth, throwing your head back. Sejanus has a look of absolute concentration on his face, his head lowered close to your knee. As you suspected, he couldn’t see well, but the idea of him trying to help you regardless makes your heart beat a little faster.

“I… I just remembered I have a paper for Professor Click due tomorrow.” Clemensia stutters, awkwardly taking a step back from you.

“What? No we don’t!” You exclaim, staring at her open-mouthed.

“Well, it's an extra credit paper!” Clemensia gazes down at her feet, starting off down the path.

“I want extra credit!” You call after her.

“No you don’t!” She yells back, you could barely see her wink in the dim light of the path, giving you a thumbs-up gesture. What a jerk. You'll be sure to give her a piece of your mind tomorrow. You roll your eyes and chuckle slightly as she takes off out of sight. Your focus falls back on Sejanus. You see that the red Academy pants you wear are ripped open, blood coating your knee. You gasp a little at the sight. Sejanus picks up on this, still tending to your knee.

“It looks worse than it is,” he said, attempting to reassure you. You sigh, tilting your head back. The budding tree above your head rustles, and the rushing water of the duck pond calms your nerves slightly.

“I’m sorry,” you start. “I didn’t mean to ruin your evening. I didn’t even know you’d be here.”

Sejanus chuckled softly. “You could never ruin anything. I’m just happy to see my best friend.” You swallow hard. ‘Friend.’ Yeah. Because you two are friends and little else.

“I’m happy to see you too,” you swallow. Sejanus dabs at the blood on your knee with his handkerchief, rummaging through his satchel some more. “It’s like we’re kids again,” you whisper quietly, tears pricking at your eyes.

“Hm?” Sejanus mumbles, concentrating on tending to you. “The playground, when we were eight,” you mumble. Sejanus laughs softly. “Yeah, it is actually.” Silence washes over you two again. He was so warm beside you, giving a little extra heat in the cool spring night. An owl hoots softly in the distance as Sejanus reaches into your pant leg to wrap gauze around your knee. You think back to the day you properly met him. How sweet and innocent he was, providing a childish love to you, who had never shown him the same courtesy until that moment on the pavement. The tears gather at your eyelashes, not yet spilling. He’s so attentive to you, face scrunched in concentration as he finishes dressing your knee.

“You forgot something,” you whisper, your voice barely audible. Sejanus lifted his head, giving you his full attention.

“What did I forget?” He asks, leaning his elbow against the back of the bench. You can just make out a sweet smile on his face in the moonlight. A single tear trails down your cheek, he looks perfect. Sejanus leans forward, wiping it away, rough hands caressing your face. You lean into his touch.

“You always kiss it better,” you say quietly. Sejanus lets out a low laugh. “Where does it hurt?” He asks, his voice matching your volume. You choke up and point to your knee. Sejanus chuckles, adjusting himself on the bench. He leans down, gently bending your leg at the knee and places a soft kiss to the fabric of the gauze enveloping your leg. You feel the slight pressure of his lips and sigh, content.

“Anywhere else?” He whispers playfully. You nod slightly, stretching out your lightly scraped hands and forearms.

“Here.” You say flatly. Sejanus sits up, shuffling closer to you on the bench. His arm wraps around your waist and pulls your body a little closer to him on the bench. He gently takes your hands in his, bringing them up to his pink lips. He kisses your fingertips gently, smooth lips touching the pads of your fingers. He presses one, two, three, four, five kisses to the tip of each finger, before repeating on the other hand. Your eyes flutter shut, and another tear rolls down your cheek. 

Sejanus brings the palm of your hands up to his mouth, his lips ghosting over them before pressing his mouth gently onto your palms over and over again. The contact stings slightly, but that melts away quickly, your body relaxing into his touch.

You barely register as he pulls the arms of your shirt and jacket up to reveal your slightly scraped forearms. He kisses your arms, starting at the wrists and gradually working his way up to the elbow. You feel your eyes glaze over and your breathing becomes shallow. He's perfect. His breath tickles your sensitive skin as his plush pink lips touch your skin. Sejanus lifts his head up.

“Anywhere else?” He asks under half-lidded eyes. His kind dark eyes flit down to your lips before back up at you. You swallow. It's now or never. Before you lose your nerve, you take a deep breath and lift your hand up. You gently tap your own bottom lip with your fingernail.

“Here.” You whisper, voice barely audible. Sejanus gasps softly. He doesn't hesitate, tilting his head slightly. He places one of his fingers under your chin and gently tips your head up towards him. His eyes scan yours for a moment, searching for a sign of hesitation. When he doesn't find it, he closes his eyes, as do you, and his soft lips grace yours momentarily before meeting for a full kiss. Your head spins immediately and your surroundings melt away. All you can focus on is him. You wrap your arms around his strong, broad shoulders, kissing him back. Sejanus’s grip on your waist tightens as he pulls you in, your chest presses against his and you can feel his heart hammering against his shirt. You tilt your head a little, deepening the kiss. His lips are sweet like sugar, parted mouth pressing gently against your bottom lip while you capture his upper lip with your teeth, pulling gently. His tongue swipes over your bottom lip, you gasp a little and arch your back. Sejanus’s tongue slips inside your now-open mouth, his tongue immediately finding yours. You push back against his slightly, still allowing him control. He sighs into your mouth and the sound lights something up inside you. You kiss him deeper, tilting your head and alternating directions. Sejanus's hands rub your back, while you grab a fistful of his hair, pulling lightly. He groans, teeth clacking against yours. You don't register the pain, too consumed by Sejanus as he grips you tighter.

You break apart for air first, panting. He rests his forehead against yours, his soft dark hair gently rubbing against your skin. His gaze falls into your lap, where he now holds your hands in his.

"Wow," he breathes, wiping saliva from the corner of his mouth. You giggle, still gasping for air.

“You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that,” he muttered, leaning in again and pressing another chaste kiss against your lips.

“How long?” You ask smiling, your heart pounding in your chest. Sejanus thinks for a moment. He jokingly places a finger against his chin and stares up at the moon in mock consideration.

“Hmm, probably since your 15th birthday party,” he smiles back at you. You gasp, grinning. “Your mother turned out the lights and you blew out your candles, and I remember how perfect you looked in the low light.” He continues. “And I have been hopelessly in love with you ever since.” He rubs his nose against yours.

You melt against Sejanus, throwing your arms around him and burying your face into his neck. “I think I’ve been in love with you for two whole years now,” you whisper against his neck, and he squeezes you even tighter.

“Really?” He whispers the question into your hair. You nod, your hair rubbing against his face. Pulling back, you smile at him.

“Your kisses are like magic, I feel better already,” You giggle. He laughs in return, leaning closer.

“You sure? Want another one just to be safe?” He asks softly, smirking as he already knew the answer. He leans in and captures your lips in his again. 

The air in the spring night is cool, but it's impossible for you to pay it any mind with Sejanus by your side. The wind whips around you as you kiss him hard. How grateful you are to have your best friend-turned-lover by your side. You make note to thank Clemensia next time you see her. This night is filled with soft glances and kisses, hushed ‘I love yous’ and the sweetest boy you ever met, sweeter than the gumdrops he gave you ten years prior.

[coryosmin]

Omfg modern!Sej who plays football and fucks you in the locker rooms

(Bonus points if someone walk in and you get caught)

xoxo- 🦢

your wish is my command 😏

after game celebrations

modern football player sejanus x cheerleader fem reader, university au, nsfw - mdni, includes nsfw content, p in v, getting caught having sex, exhibitionism kink, unprotected sex, praise kink

1,500 words

being a cheerleader, you were constantly at all of the games hosted by your university. you were dressed in the red and gray cheerleading uniform, cheering off the university’s football team as they played against some other university. It was always a lot of fun, especially if your university won like it did tonight. because it always meant your boyfriend, the quarterback, sejanus plinth, was always ready to celebrate with you. the football team left the field shouting and cheering as they made their way to the locker room. you stayed back, celebrating with your fellow cheerleaders at the fact that you guys had won.

as the team members began walking out of the locker room fully showered and changed, you waited patiently for sejanus. he was certainly taking longer than you had expected but he was likely just chatting with his teammates and having fun. when you realized sejanus was taking too long, as all his teammates were already leaving, you walked into the locker room. “sej?” you called out, looking around.

and in one swift movement, sejanus was behind you, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your neck. he was still in his football uniform and sweaty, not having showered yet. “hey baby,” he greeted against your skin.

you smiled, leaning into his touch. “hello stinky,” you teased. “i see you haven’t showered yet.”

sejanus chuckled against your skin, giving one more kiss before responding. “was waiting for you,” he murmured, pulling away slightly to turn you to face him. “want you.”

you looked at your boyfriend, blushing as you realized he was having the post-game hornies. you smiled at sejanus as he gripped your waist, grinning at you cheekily. “babe, we can’t just have sex in the locker room,” you said, rolling your eyes.

sejanus mockingly rolled his eyes in response. “and why’s that?” he asked.

you glared at him jokingly with no heat behind it. “because we’re in public, you dumbass,” you said as though it were obvious. though you pressed yourself close to sej, clearly signaling that you wanted him too.

sejanus scoffed. “everyone’s already changed. besides, if someone does walk in, they’ll just be jealous that i have you.” he said as a matter-of-fact. “if you genuinely don’t want to, baby, that’s perfectly fine but by the way you’re practically pressing yourself against me, i’m assuming you want to?” he asked, smirking and quirking an eyebrow.

you let out a small giggle, nodding your head. “i want you too, sej.”

sejanus smiled before leaning down to kiss your lips. his lips were chapped but soft, kissing you with sweetness and also hunger. you kissed sejanus back just as nicely, your lips smooth due to the lip gloss you were wearing. you wrapped your arms around his neck while he wrapped his arms around your waist.

sejanus’s right hand moved from your waist to your thigh, creeping its way to your clothed core. he continued to kiss you as he began rubbing your clit through your uniform. you let out a small moan at the feeling, bucking your hips into his hand. sejanus let out a small chuckle against your lips, loving the way that your body reacts to him whenever he touches you.

he pulled away from the kiss to look at you. your cheeks were red from arousal as he rubbed your clit gently. he felt the wetness of your pussy oozing through your uniform. “you’re always so ready for me, baby,” he murmured, kissing your forehead. he pushed your uniform to the side to feel your pussy with his fingers. he spread your wetness around. “so wet.”

“always ready for you, sej,” you murmured back, licking your lips. you let out a shaky breath. “you’re just so sweaty and handsome, can’t help but be hot and bothered by you.”

sejanus chuckled again, kissing your lips. “an always hot and bothered by you too, baby doll. especially in that uniform,” he smirked, inserting his finger into you and thrusting it in and out slowly.

you moaned, biting your lip as sejanus began to finger you. you looked up at sej while he looked at you. his hair was sticking to his forehead due the game, his eyes were dark and glossy, signaling the obvious arousal he had. sejanus added another finger, curling them up inside of you. you let out another moan, a bit louder, as sejanus began thrusting his fingers against your g-spot. “fuck,” you breathed out, closing your eyes in pleasure.

sejanus watched you with admiration. he loved that you always became so worked up by his fingers. you were just so wet for him that he couldn’t help but imagine his cock inside of you. the room was filled with the squelching sounds of his fingers thrusting inside of you. “god, you’re so wet,” he breathed out.

you nodded your head, moaning. you threw your head back, feeling that familiar heat in your abdomen. “am close, sej,” you whimpered, your left hand gripping his shoulder.

“yeah?” sej said, thrusting his fingers in and out of you. “cum for me like a good girl,” he spoke, his voice thick.

you whine at the praise, always cumming quicker whenever sej praises you. and without warning, you’re cumming. your thighs clenched as your walls tightened around sej’s fingers. you let out a high pitched but soft moan, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you came. “so good, doing so good for me, baby,” sej spoke as you came, fingering you through your orgasm.

and as you came down from your high, sej released his fingers from your cunt, bringing them to his mouth and sucking them. “mmm,” he hummed. “always taste so good, princess,” he said, bringing his hand back down to grip your hips. he pushed you gently up against one of the lockers. “gonna fuck you now, okay?”

you licked your lips, nodding your head. “please, sej,” you whined. “need your cock so bad.”

sej smirked, nodding his head. he brought his hands to his uniform pants, pulling them down enough to let his cock out. “love fucking you so good after a game,” he said, grabbing one of your legs and hiking it around his waist. he then grabbed his cock, guiding it to your hole and easing inside of you. he let out a low groan, leaning down to kiss your lips.

you let out a whine, oversensitive from your orgasm. you kissed sej back. sejanus’s cock was so thick and girthy. he always stretched you out so good and you couldn’t help how tight you were around his cock. “so big,” you murmured against his lips.

sejanus let out a shaky breath. “fuck, you’re always so tight, baby.” he said, thrusting out of you before thrusting his cock back in. “so wet and so tight.” his movements were slow, getting you used to his length.

you moaned, leaning your head on sejanus’s jersey covered shoulder while your back was pressed against the lockers. “faster, sej,” you breathed out, wanting sej to pound you so good.

sejanus obliged, letting out a moan as he began moving his hips faster. “fuck,” he said, throwing his head back in pleasure as he moved his hips.

while you and sej were having sex in the locker room, coriolanus snow had walked in while also looking through his gym bag. “hey sej, have you seen-“ the blond cut himself off as he heard moans coming from the locker room. he looked up to see sej fucking you against coriolanus’s locker in the locker room. coriolanus’s eyes widened. “oh shit dude, get it,” he said before turning to walk out.

clearly his disruption didn’t cause either of you to stop. in fact, it spurred sejanus on. he continued to move his hips, moaning a bit louder. “f-fuck,” he stuttered out. “so close.”

you moaned, closing your eyes. “am close too, sej. so close.” you whined.

“you’re doing so good, baby,” he said. “clenching my cock so good.” his hips moved faster as he felt his release coming. “oh my god,” he said, bringing his head forward to bury his head in your neck.

you arched your back, feeling your second orgasm approaching quickly. “oh fuck!” you moaned out as you came, clenching hard around sejanus’s cock. your thighs quivered as your body shook from your orgasm.

sejanus whined, unable to help the noise as he came inside of you. “fuuuuck,” he moaned out, riding out his orgasm with tiny thrusts as he released ropes of cum.

and when you both finished, sejanus pulled out, putting your uniform back in place and placing your leg back down. he leaned his forehead against yours, kissing your lips. the both of you breathed heavily, relishing in the moment you both shared. “so you definitely have an exhibitioist kink,” you breathed out, causing sejanus to laugh.

“indeed i do,” he replied, kissing your lips again.

[thequeenofuselessinformation]

So basically the entire character list of The ballad of songbirds and snakes is the exes from hell

1. Coriolanus Snow

-Mansplain Manipulate Manwhore

-Great hair and fashion sense

-Love bombs you

-Old money

-His (grand)mom hates you because her son can do no wrong so clearly you're the problem

-His favourite hobby is emotional and mental abuse

-Snitches on you when cheating at family board game night (he's deflecting that he's also cheating)

-Emotionally stagnant (narcissist with mommy and daddy issues)

2. Sejanus Plinth

-Loves you to bits, so does his mom (your waistline will never truly recover)

-Indecisive about where to grab dinner always

-New money and it shows in his insecurity

-Supportive asf

-Breaks up with you because he can't be with a non pacifist/vegan

-Daddy issues

-Condemns Shein hauls

-Identity crisis every other week, you'll have to talk him out of a buzz cut, jumping off the ledge or giving all his money to scammers (if you collect all the stamps you'll get a financial compensation from his dad on the wedding day)

3. Lucy Gray Baird

-Her Ex is a dick, will stalk and harass you

-Her family is a bunch of hippies, will make you eat with your hands, on the floor, while singing Kumbaya

-Sings you to sleep, braids your hair

-Almost poisoned you thrice cause she doesn't understand you shouldn't mix cleaning products together

-Old soul

-Thrifts, recycles

-Puts salt in your coffee after arguments

-Ghosts you after your make or break argument

4. Casca Highbottom

-Never asks about your day, his is always worse

-Drug addict in denial

-Weird beef with his old classmate's son (he never lets anything go)

-Dislikes people, which would be fine if you weren't included

-Always on some sardonic shit, probably a business major with a psych minor

-His pills take all the space in the shared bathroom, your makeup will be shoved in the far lowest drawer next to the TP

-His ancient ass coworkers hit on you at symposiums, he's too high off bathroom cocaine to stop them (or gets off, either way you're tired and want home)

5. Dr Gaul

-Devil Incarnate

-You somehow rizzed her up at a function and she's been showing up at your house ever since (you don't how but she has both the address and a key)

-Petting zoo type of owner

-She always smells like chemicals and latex

-Asks you unhinged "Would you rather" questions and refuses to drop it (makes your Would you love me if i were a worm ex cute by a long shot)

-Will perform experiments on you without your knowledge or consent

-Insists her pet snake shares your bed

-Freak in the streets and the sheets (the restraining order won't even go through cause she's in cahoots with half the Government)

-Definitely wanted for war crimes somewhere, the G in Geneva convention stands for Gaul

6. Lucky Flickerman

-A clown.

-His hair and skincare products take over the entire bathroom/vanity

-He can't dress to save his life, but he sure thinks he can

-Golden retriever boyfriend energy

-Steals your concealer, refuses to admit it

-Would you like to see a magic trick? What do you mean this is a serious fight, there's a quarter up your nose

-Impulsive buyer, has 13 snow globes of panem because they were on sale and looked shiny

-Even his pet thinks he's a dumbass

-Cries during movies

7. Tigris

-Yes she do the cooking, yes she do the cleaning

-Insecure about her appearance (critical, will cost you)

-Her family is a bunch of snobs

-Anything she touches turns into gold

-Her cousin can do no wrong, you have to accommodate everything for him or she'll die (and he never even visits, "just in case")

-Her grandmother is a package deal, I hope you like boomer propaganda and info commercials early on Sunday morning

-Empathetic asf

-Puts everyone's needs above hers (and unfortunately yours)

[spideyhexx]

How do you think Corio and Sej would react to a squirter? God I can only imagine the competitions they would have 😈😈

they'd be turned on lol

mdni

would certainly cause high emotions depending on who's the one to make you do that first. So let’s explore the different options;

If it was Sej, it would probably be because he’s fucking you very slow. Very deep, determined to have you feel every single inch of him. And Sej would 100% give a cocky smirk to Coryo after it happens and Coryo passes it off as it just happening cause Sej has been with you longer and you’d just be annoyed at both of them for their petty argument over it while Sej is still deep inside of you.

Now, if it was Coryo who made you come undone that way first, he’d hold it over Sej’s head for so long. Like it’s almost an endless tease towards him. Especially if it was only with his fingers or tongue like the man would be SO boastful about it. He wouldn’t even tease you about it as much as he would Sej.

And yes, I think that there would be some competition/bet they’d have going on without you even knowing until one night Coryo’s got you gushing on his fingers and he mouths to sej, ‘three,’ and you’re like hold up.

let’s chat about coryo, sej, or both, here :)

[introcoryo]

— suggestive themes, religious allusions.

sejanus plinth makes love as though he’s praying; practicing a religion he has thoroughly devoted himself to. a religion where you’re the sole deity, and he’s willing to give himself up, his own body autonomy, his vulnerability, as an offering.

sejanus knows wiser than most that a god won’t save anybody now, especially the districts, but his mind becomes clouded and dizzy with belief when he inhales your nectar-like scent and captures your ambrosia flavored lips between his.

first comes adoration. he leaves kisses along the side of your neck with a pleading, whining mantra of ‘please’s, asking permission to worship you. to bask in you. to prove his loyalty.

you don’t need to utter a word, just digging your fingers in his brunette curls is enough gospel and clarity to him.

and so comes confession. he proceeds with his ritual, hands gentle, light, but slow. sejanus is not the type to rush his prayers. he knows the more time he spends on his knees, the more rewards he’ll earn. the more he confesses his sins over and over again to you, the cleaner he’ll become. ridding himself of all his thoughts and letting himself become one with you was his momentary salvation.

then, thanksgiving. when he’s on the verge of losing himself in the feeling of your warmth and mercy, he begins to thank you incessantly. he blathers on about his gratitude, tears forming in his eyes, holding you so tight that his knuckles turn white.

and finally, his supplication also comes in white. as he halts his movements and pants in your ear, he feels rejuvenated again. full of hope. sejanus has given himself to you entirely and wholly, offered up his most primal gift, and he prays and prays to you for the day of deliverance.

[st0nesnglitter]

Sejanus Plinth is a stoner. That’s just a fact.

And you usually hang out with your friend when he smokes, sometimes indulging as well. He gets this pretty grin, mind finally relaxing, talking about anything that passes through his brain.

But this night he gets closer to you, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, softly inhaling the scent of your hair. He’s gotten the munchies. And cotton mouth. And he figures the best way to cure it is to eat someone something wet. So he cuddles close to you, big hands splayed over your back.

“Need a favor” he mumbles, placing a tiny kiss by your ear, “please let me eat you out.”

And you pull his head away from your neck to see his face, to check if he’s serious. You’re met by his pretty eyes dripping with desperation, eyebrows knitted together. And he looks so cute, so sweet, so genuinely needing it.

So you spread your legs for him. His eyes widen, whispering soft ‘thank you’s as he shifts to lay between your thighs, pulling your cute panties down.

“Fuck, thank you” he groans as your glistening slit is revealed to him, before plunging his tongue into you.

[diorchids]

i know sejanus talks you through all of it…

a big hand rested on your waist while you squirmed and cried out, a thick, meaty cock driving in and out of you harshly. he’d just coo in your ear when he leaned down to your face, “doin’ so good. you’re takin’ my cock so well, milkin’ me.” he’d praise you relentlessly — typical sejanus.

his big hand would rest right on your tummy while his cock pummeled its way through your mushy walls, and his brown curls would be stuck to his damp forehead. “don’t want hoff t’hear, no. j-just keep takin’ me well.” he relished in the warmth of your pleasure, knowing how good he could make you feel just by his cock.

you’d be splayed out on the grass, cum still warm in your tummy while he ran his thumb over your thigh.

“you’re so beautiful.”