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Long Ways Away

I've haven't been posting a lot. But I have a Ao3 account! And I've been cross-posting some of my fics on here to there. But I made a Scaramouche fic on my Ao3 account and I wanted to post it here! Enjoy!!!

Paring - Top! Scaramouche x Fem Reader

Warnings - Cream pie, Vagina fingering, Chocking.

Genre - Smut!

The sixth harbinger was know as a very cold, and arrogant man. Some of his underlings would even describe him as egotistical, self-serving, and inconsiderate. Of course they'll never tell him that to his face ever.

But away from his office and his title as sixth harbinger. His name is just Scaramouche your very hot headed boyfriend.

It was finally the day you came home from fontaine. It was a two week traveling period while the other week was dedicated to the quest. You've always enjoyed helping others out who needed it but this month took a toll on your body. While you were away stress began to speep into your muscles. All you wanted to go was go home and cuddle up to your boyfriend.

You smiled as you opened the door to your house. The familiarity of the interior of the house caused your shoulders drop. The relaxing scent of lavender and pine filled your nostrils quickly. You had to hand it to Scaramouche he kept the house neat and tidy while you where gone. Setting your bag down and placing your shoes on the rack; you finally walked into the living room.

"Scaramouche?"

Your voice echoed through the home. Without a answer your feet led you into the kitchen to find no-one there. You shrugged and grabbed a apple off the counter and took a bite. When your teeth sunk into the apple you felt hands wrap around your waist causing you to jump.

"I'm surprised you're still alive."

A smile appeared on your face as you turned around and looked at him. Naturally your arms wrapped around him. The embrace lasted two minutes before he pulled away and looked at your face in annoyance.

"Did you climb out of a coffin? You look horrible."

He brought his and up and flicked you swiftly on the forehead with a glare.

"I'm so glad you missed me, Scara."

"Don't mistake my observation for affection."

"Just say you've missed me."

With that sentence he shut his mouth and locked eyes with you. Irritated being called out he sighed in defeat.

"I've missed you."

A satisfying feeling washed over your body as you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him the apple you were eating obviously long forgotten. Getting the hint Scaramouche grabbed your waist and chased after your lips. The kiss was desperate. So much desire was put into the kiss your knees started to feel weak. He disconnected the kiss but he didn't go very far his lips hovering over yours. You could feel his hot breath hit your lips as he spoke.

"Bedroom."

It was one simple word but man it made you feel as if you had to obey. Lips connecting for the second time while navigating to the your shared bedroom was supposed to be a easy task or so you thought. Bumping into wall while trying to take of Scaramouche shirt was difficult. His hands ran and explored your body. You forgot how much you missed the feeling of his hands run down your waist. feeling every part of your body; groping your ass while his tongue explored your mouth.

Finally making it to the bed room Scaramouche turned and pushed you backwards knees hitting the bed frame making you fall and land on the bed. He finally got onto the bed crawling over you. Getting comfortable in his position, his hands ran up and down your sides as he stared sucking and kissing your neck. "You've missed me haven't you?"

He spoke in a demanding tone. His teeth sunk into your neck leaving bruises and bite marks. A moan escaped your lips head nodding vigorously. A sadist laugh left him as he brought his hand up to squeeze your breast.

"I've bet you've been touching yourself, Yeah?"

Its true you've missed him since you've been in Fontaine and yes. You might had touched yourself but couldn't completely get off. Not without him you needed his fingers they had always hit the right places yours just couldn't. Leaving you sexually frustrated with yourself. Leaving you wonder if you should had invested in a vibrator. But of course Scaramouche would tease you to no wits end and most likely use it as some sort of punishment. Then blame you for buying it so of course you wouldn't buy one. So you couldn't let him know you've been touching yourself. Not a chance in hell.

"N-No I've been good."

You sucked in a breath as his hand slid down to the waist band of your panties. His hand playing with the material. He knew you wanted something to fill you up. But quite like every time you lied; he knew. The universe was really against you, wasn't it? His tongue clicked when he looked down at you.

"So my little whore is going to lie to me. Haven't I trained you better?"

You nodded remember all the times he's punished you for your disobedience. Quickly you felt the slick in between your legs worsening. He could see your panties get worse with arousal. A soft whine escaped your lips as he smiled down at you. His fingers lifted the waist band of your panties up and let the material snap back down hitting your skin. Your hips jumped up as your eyes locked into his.

"Answer the question."

His voice was sadistic and raspy. A gasped escape your lips as he placed his hand over your throat and lightly squeezed. "Yes, Yes... I touched myself Scara please.." You whined.

He really was unbearable when he pressed his covered cock against your clothed pussy and started grinding. The shock of pleasure ran through your body. Throwing your head back and groaning. But that wasn't enough you needed more. Lifting your hips to get more friction only to be held down on the mattress by Scaramouche.

"Please... Please."

Waiting was unbearable as tears pricked in your eyes.

"Please what? I don't know what you're asking for. Use your words."

Another whine louder this time escape your throat as you looked up at him.

"Touch me."

He laughed amused ripping off your underwear and finally giving you what you really need. He entered a digit into your tight cunt. Back arching off the bed hands grabbing onto the sheets underneath you for purchase. It was like you haven't been fuck in two years. "H-Huh uh.. Just like that.." Letting out a breathy sentence.

"Oh fucks sakes, You're so tight."

He added another finger curling them to hit all the right spots. It was like he knew every single one of your sensitive parts by heart. His fingers constantly moving in and out of your pussy at a steady rate. Finally taking his fingers out and spitting onto them. Already knowing what he was doing you opened your mouth as he stuck his fingers inside. With his other hand he pulled off his pants and underwear and plunged inside you without warning.

A muffled scream came from your mouth. Scaramouche three fingers still very much inside your mouth as your tongue swirled around them. He didn't take a minute for you to adjust he slammed into you like a damn train and kept going. Your eyes rolling into the back of your head already and he had just stared. His hips snapped harshly against yours.

"This is what you wanted, yeah? Fucking whore."

Your brain was failing you. Sentences wouldn't come out coherently. His breath hit your ear when he leaned down. Hearing his grunts and groans was music to your ears. Clamping down on his cock you felt him twitch.

"Just like that, I'm gonna cum."

Nodding your head and grabbed onto his biceps.

"Please, please... Mhf- Holy Archo-..ns"

The heat that pooled into your stomach was ready to release. As soon as you cam He did as well. He didn't even stop. His hand wrapped around your throat once more and squeezed. His cum getting stuffed back inside you while getting mixed in with yours. His thrust where mind numbing. Your pussy clenched even harder as you were getting sensitive. Hitting his shoulder to indicate that.

"Scaramouche! Can't- No more."

"Give me one more. I know you can do it."

He brought his lips to yours as he kissed you once more. You felt your second orgasm hit like a wave. Without muttering anything you came again. His thrust where turning sloppy and uneven trying to chase his own oragasm. A few minutes after yours his hit finally ending your suffering.

He dropped down next to you and started to catch his breath while you did the same.

"Are you okay?"

"Never been better..."

You breathed trying to catch your breath. He smiled at your response and grabbed your waist to bring you closer to him. Covering the both of you with a blanket while your head rested on his chest. Slowly His fingers started drawing circles on your bare back. Scaramouche leaned in once he saw your eyes closed and whispered.

"I missed you." He spoke softly as he kissed your forehead.

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Loved you guys! I'll try to post more! That being said my request are open ❤

[0yuri-chan0]

"Hydro Dragon, Hydro Dragon, Don't Cry."

This isn't going to be as long I promise. So Neuvillette the is a new character I adore! So why not write about him? Anyways enjoy!

Paring - Neuvillette x Gn reader

Warnings - None

Genre - Fluff & Romance

Great, it was raining again for the fifth time in a row? Normally when you were a child you would wonder out in the rain chanting faithful to make the rain stop. "Hydro Dragon, Hydro Dragon, don't cry!" It was like a second religion, a prayer if you will. Now finally as an adult and dating the chief of Justice, you found it silly you look back on those memories and smile to yourself.

You and Neuvillette and had been dating for two years. Last month is when he finally grasped the courage to tell you about the real 'Hydro Dragon'. The one you've been so called praying about throughout your whole childhood. Of course it was a shock but after awhile it made sense or you just had finally gotten used to the fact your dating a person so divine and out of your lead.

Now walking down the streets of Fontaine with your umbrella clutched into your hand as rain poured more heavily had became second nature these past few days.

It was always a good thing dating the Iudex. Because you'd always knew every time when he was upset or grieving. Now knowing very well he's most likely not in the mood to talk but nonetheless you would always try for him. Finally making your way through the Palais Mermonia halls. Stopping in front of his office door with your black umbrella in your hand as the other knocks on his door with one swift motion. "Come in." Was muffled through the door as you opened it. "Neuvillette?" You walked inside the office as you closed the door behind you, leaning your umbrella on the wall as you made your way to his desk. He only looked up for a brief moment before looking back down. His quill moving quickly on the piece of paper in front of him. "Hm? [Y/n] and what do I owe the pleasure?" Even though in the privacy of his office he still was a very serious man. Maybe it was the nerves? Or the way you hated thunder storms, but this encounter with your boyfriend seemed tense.

"I asked Sedene what you had been up to." Your gaze settled on the window behind him. Your legs moved on there own and stop next to it looking out. Maybe talking about the weather would bring it out of him? "Ah, the weather has been.. inadequate lately hasn't it?" His strict demeanor lighten up with your attempt. "Yes I suppose it has." You frown then crossed your arms as you looked at him. He knew you were burning holes into the back of his head, he wasn't going to give up that easily though. "My love?" He called for your attention. "Hm?" Your gaze settled on the rain slowing down ever so slightly. "If you wanted to ask me how I felt... is pointing out the obvious the way to go about it?" He asked in a amused tone. Your shoulders dropped as you sighed in defeat and walked behind his chair and draped your arms over his shoulders then linking your hands together. "Was it obvious?" He chuckled and leaned back enjoying your warmth. "Very" You placed your chin on his shoulder.

"So then, Why is my Hydro Dragon sad?" Neuvillette's gaze settled on the ceiling. It was silent for some time indicating he didn't want to talk about it. You moved and started running your fingers through his hair. "Bad day." He mumbled closing his eyes at the feeling. You were his safe place, someone he could come to when he was upset. His shoulders relaxed is breathing slowed just enjoying the feeling of your hands through his hair. The way your nails gently scraped his scalp. He'd wish he could stop time and relive this moment over and over and over again

Yes, maybe today or the past five days weren't the best for him. But he'd always, always find time for you. And you'd always have time for him even on the worst moments. You turned his chair around to face him. Capturing his lips into a sweet and passionate kiss. His hand made itself home on the back of your neck while the other grabbed your waist pulling you into him.

"Yet I'm always amazed how you stole my heart in the first place."

Tell me why I struggled?? 😭 So anyways it might be bad I haven't gotten motivation lately but I thought his was cute! Anyways request are always open unless said. LOVE YOU GUYS!! ❤

[0yuri-chan0]

All that's left.

“I know you’re there.”

Levi called out, startling you. You’ve been watching him from the side of the wreck, watching as the ghosts of your comrades appeared for one last time, one last salute. One last declaration of all they dedicated. One last goodbye.

And when Hange gave you a nod, you nodded back.

You two are all that's left.

You stayed out of his sight even after they disappeared, giving him the privacy to mourn. God knows he needed it. You didn’t think he had noticed your presence, but then again, who were you trying to fool? His extraordinary instincts were never to be underestimated.

Sighing, you pushed yourself to stand straight and stumbled forward. He glanced at you with the side of his eye. Ever resilient, ever strong, the cracks were so slight, just barely there. But you knew. You could always tell.

“Hi.” You mumbled. He stared at you as you dragged yourself in front of him, slightly limping.

“Nice of you to make it out alive.” He said.

“Who would’ve thought?” You shrugged.

“You made an ugly titan by the way.”

“I’m sure you would’ve looked charming.”

“Bet.”

You smiled. The conversation was so unbelievably normal. Here, in the wreckage of everything, all the corpses, smoke, blood and ruins, here you were, back to how it always was. It almost felt surreal. Almost as if you concentrated hard enough, all of it would go away and you’d find you and him back in the soggy cafeteria of the scout headquarters, back to bantering with him and arguing about silly little things that don't really deserve arguments but it’s you and Levi so of course it’d end up an argument.

You felt so old suddenly.

How come you ended up here? In this way?

And Levi looked so tired, you could cry. Hasn’t he given enough? Doesn’t he get to rest now?

“Does that..” You glanced down at his leg, the one he had spread out in front of him. It was clear it was beyond repair. The fabric of his pants were torn at the knee, from where it was crushed between the titan’s jaw, a bloody, mangled mess. “Does that hurt?”

“Not really, no.” His eyes went to where yours were. “Numbed down a while ago. Can’t feel shit really.”

You sighed. "Not very humanity's strongest anymore, huh?"

Levi raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?" He said. "Careful, I could still kick your ass."

"I'm sure."

You grinned. Then went ahead and dropped yourself beside him. He frowned.

“Shouldn’t we be getting up now?” He said. “Why are you getting all comfortable?”

“Why not?” You muttered, pulling your legs upto your chest, hugging them. “What’s it matter what we do or not? Armin’s the hot shit now, let him deal with shit.”

He didn’t answer, but he made no attempt to get up either. If anything, he looked more relaxed. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to spend the rest of your life here. After all, you were so tired, and you were sure he was too. This was as good as anywhere else would be.

Because there’s no home to return to anymore.

“Do you think there’s anything left of Hange to bury?” He suddenly said.

You shuddered. What do you answer to that?

And your head pounded so hard, you couldn’t really think. Far away, you could hear someone yelling at another someone, but you couldn’t bother to pay attention to the words. Armin and the others would figure something out surely.

You were exhausted.

“Say, Levi.” You said tiredly, nudging him slightly.

“What?”

“Wanna get married?”

Levi almost choked, he was suddenly all uptight, stiff as a board as he looked at you with wide eyes.

“What the fuck?” He asked, scowling. “Are you seriously gonna make jokes here? Here?”

“Not joking.”

You lifted up your head, tilting it to look at him. It was hard to tell whether he was annoyed or flustered. You’re not sure where the sudden boldness came from, but this is as good a time as any. Might as well. “You’re right. It’s a bad time to make jokes. So I’m dead serious.”

“No, you’re not.”

“I am.” You nodded, turning your expression very serious.

“You’re weird as fuck.” He sputtered out after a few attempts to speak. The tips of his ears were red, red as it always was whenever you used to jokingly suggest that he should date you. Except you weren’t really joking anymore. You haven’t been joking for a long, long time.

“I mean..” You closed your eyes. You were too tired to even feel embarrassed. “We’re the only ones left. Me and you. You’re all I have left, Levi. So, why not?”

He stared at you for a few seconds, gaping. Then he started shaking his head. “You’re insane.” He finally said.

“You’re just realizing that?”

“No.” He muttered. “You’re insane. And it’s rubbing off on me.”

He turned to you, peering at you with one good eye, pondering. And finally, he made up his mind.

“You’re insane. And I’m no fucking different.” He sighed. “I must’ve hit my head pretty damn hard because I’m actually considering this shit.”

You grinned. “Go on, say it. You like me.”

“Wrong. I tolerate you.”

“Good enough. You don’t tolerate a lot of people, so I’ll take it as I'm special.”

He sighed, turning away, hoping that’s enough to hide his heart from you. You were special to him, always. But you didn’t need to know that. He didn’t want you to know that. He didn’t know how to let you know that.

“Can you believe us?” He scoffed. “We’re practically sitting in a graveyard. Half the world’s ruined but then there’s us.”

“That’s fine. Let’s keep being us. The world can go fuck itself. Meanwhile, we can—”

“Do not finish that sentence.” He glared.

You stopped, a laugh breaking through. And you laughed so hard your stomach ached and there were tears lining in your eyes. And even Levi smiled, just the slightest, barely. A subtle quirk of his mouth.

“We’re insane.” You admitted. With that, you stood up, stumbling a little before you found your balance. You reached out your hand to Levi, who took it without question.

“Come on, Lev.” You pulled him up, letting him wrap an arm around you to brace himself. “Let’s go home.”

You were right, Levi thinks as he limps with you, letting you support him. It was nice to finally let himself lean on someone.

You two are the only ones left.

You’re all he has now.

The world has taken enough from him. He’s so tired of letting go.

And he’d be damned if he let you go too.

[0yuri-chan0]

WAR IS OVER, WAR IS OVER!

LEVI GIVING CANDY TO THE KIDS ❤❤❤🙏😭

[0yuri-chan0]

Halloween Special

Making a gore included Welcome Home Halloween special! I'm really making this because I have a Halloween writing contest and I'm practicing for it! Yippee the theme is hunted so that's what I'm writing about being ✨hunted✨ So enjoy being hunted by Wally Darling in the old Welcome Home studio.

Paring - None

Warnings - Blood, gore

Genre - Horror

Why dose this always happen to you? I mean it seems like luck is never on your side and to be honest is wasn't. It all started with talking to your friends about exploring the abandoned Welcome Home studio. Just talking about it right? No. They made you go into a studio. "Your not chicken are you [Y/n]?" You snarled under your breath and walked up to the cut gate holding your middle finger up to the group before sliding in. Once inside you grabbed your flashlight and shined it throughout the rooms as you passed them. "BANG!" You jumped and turned around your legs shaking about to give out.

"Michael! I swear don't fuck with me and come out." You paused once you didn't hear a response. Knowing you weren't going to let him scare you easy nor going to not put up a fight you walked slowly seeing where the sound came from. You grin to yourself and jumped into the room. "BOO!" You yelled when you shined your light no one was there.. Wait you could've sworn you heard something. You moved further into the room and looked around moving your light emanating from your hand. Your eyes spotted a old beat up doll you recognized it or should I say him. An old Wally Darling doll in terrible condition might you add. He was missing an eye, half of his blue hair was rips and tuffed.

You smiled to yourself remembering the old Welcome Home VHS tapes. She saved and recorded all herself when she was young. She'd play them every morning when you guys ate at the table. You smiled at the memory then soon your smiled faded as the hairs of the back of your neck stood. Was that... Breathing you felt? It was jagged and forced. Like they were running before standing behind you. Their breath was hot and rough. You swung your light without thinking not even caring if it was Michael. I mean it was his fault for being a prick and scaring the shit outta you. Your body spun around your eyes filled with fear. Nothing. Nothing was there?.. No, no because you were sure you felt someone or something.

You being to damn cool and young ran out the room like your ass was on fire. "Nope, Nope, Nope! If you're here Michael your ass is getting left behind!" Something in the back of your mind thought it wasn't Michael or the others. But you didn't want to think of that you're feet hit the ground harshly with every step you took. The exit sign was right there glowing. You not genius but your positive that the exit sign shouldn't be glowing red since the Building is abandoned ad if it did you were sure it shouldn't.

You got to the door to find it locked. Really!? Locked? That's just your luck of course. You shook or more like banged your fist on the door. "Neighbor?" You froze only movement was your shaking hand. Slowly you turned. A cold sweat broke from your forehead. Two soul eating eyes locked onto yours. The eyes looked hungry like the person who was looking at you was starving a predator looking at its pray. The pupils dilated soon a cartoon-ish smile appeared. Then it held up... Michael. Or rather Michaels decapitated head.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head even though his facial expression showed terror. Blood still dripped from his stub where his neck is supposed to be attached skin stretched down further then it should. Indicating that the cut wasn't clean or tidy either. The creature throwed the head towards your feet. A sob escaped your lips as you stared at the head. Your light finally meeting the creature... Or character.

It was Wally or someone distorted version of him. Black goo or sluggish substance sprouted from his back holding him up his short legs hanging from the ground the black spider like ones acting like legs instead. Red coloring which you thought.. No knew it was blood if not Michaels blood. His eyes were the worst part you couldn't help but look into them like a void you couldn't escape even if you tried it kept pulled you in. Words died in your throat as you swallowed a your spit. You pressed your back against the door seeing if it would break from your weight. It didn't.

But since your not lucky and lets be honest not that smart neither and you were in fight or flight mode. Now you definitely didn't want to fight that thing so choosing the better option your were going to fly or in your circumstance run. With your back pressed against the wall you slid against it trying to steady your heart beat. Moving to the side wall you slipped past the creature never breaking the eye contact. Once at the side of it being so so so close to it not much to your liking you ran for the hills.

Once you turned and started sprinting down the hall you previously walked down. The creature ran after you its footsteps or fathers you say spider like legs ran after you. Quickly running out of stamina you booked it into a office and slammed the door shut. Praying and hoping the locked worked as you fiddled with it. This time luck was on your side finally. You fell on the ground as the creature started pounding on the door. It seems like it wasn't going to hold up for much longer. You scooted until your back came in contacted with the dusty desk. Still on the ground the banging stopped. Maybe it went away? Hopefully. Then you felt something drip on your forehead. Your heart dropped out of your chest as you looked up the upper wall trim. Blood.

Blood drip down from the wall trim. Your gaze focused on the door now the creature scratching at the door while blooded flooded in from underneath it. It was thick and red you stood up and got on top of the desk with a loud cry. Maybe your dreaming? Yeah that's it! Close your eyes and take some deep breaths and I'll all be over right? You did exactly that closing your eyes and breathing the scratching stopped so did the banging.

You opened your eyes and looked around the old office. Nothing no blood no monster. Your heart slowed down you realizing you're probably going stir crazy. You walked to the door and opened it walked out and looking left to right. It was gone! I mean it was never really there was it? Until you felt something on the back of your neck. You reached back and touched the liquid bringing it to your eyes and looking at it spit? You looked up and saw the same eyes looking back at you. It was like looking at the void and it was looking back.

You screamed in terror trying to moved or command your body to but you stood there like a doll. It grabbed you by the head and bit down. The last thing you heard was the crunching of your bones being devoured by that thing.

Maybe it was meant to be? After all you did become famous and certainly a good ghost story for years to come. But that's all this was right? Just a ghost story...

GUYS WAS IT GOOD? Tell me why it took me this long to write it!?? Anyway its my birthday the 29th so happy birthday to me 🎂 hoped you enjoyed and happy Halloween!

[0yuri-chan0]

~ Don't leave me ~

Wait.. Wait Sally Face fandom isn't dead? YES! No, because I love sally face like he a murderer but hes my murderer 💅 So you guys like demolished Levi Ackerman and I'm not mad about it. I know this is basic but he's gonna show you his face for the first time. Fluff with a pinch of romance because y'all eat that shit up anyways no more ranting. Enjoy!!

Paring - Sal Fisher (Sally face) x Gn reader

Warnings - None

Genre - Fluff

Yes it was true you and Sal knew eachother for the longest. It also wasn't a secret to the group you liked Sal, well everyone knew. I mean who wouldn't fall hard for the blue haired boy he was sweet and gentle, caring, selfless. Basically near definition of perfect in your eyes. But in his, not so much he didn't see himself like you saw him. He knew he fit the description of a kind soul but definitely not a beautiful one. It was all because of his face, sure you never saw it only Larry, Ash, and Todd had. And if your honest it bugged you a lot, not just because he didn't show you his face no, no, no not that. It was the feeling that he didn't trust you enough to do so. The feeling of sadness that washed over you every time you thought about it. He told you before that it was a hard topic for him to talk about. And you respected that; you really did, it just confused you why you hadn't seen it in all the years of knowing Sal Fisher. So of course you had to find out.

It was a normal day, well not so normal Larry couldn't hang out with you and Sal because he was with Ash at the towns oh so very small mall. Todd said he couldn't hang out because he had a science project which was fine before, you and Sal would hang out all the time doing whatever without the gang. You didn't know why this time was any different. It was awkward you both sitting in his room watching TV as gizmo layed on the bed next to you. Sal on your other side playing on his gear boy. You couldn't help but look at him stealing a couple of glances his way.

Not wanting to get caught staring at him like so many times before. You averted your gaze back to the TV. Now acting like nothing was wrong, it was eating at you and on top of that you didn't think he'd trusted you to show his face. You usually were a outgoing person, a person who voices their concerns. Being quiet was unusual for you and of course Sal noticed, I mean if he did he didn't say anything. You couldn't just blurt out "Sal why don't you show me your face? Do you not trust me?" That would make him anxious and you didn't want to do that to him. I mean who would do that do him? Not you. You looked back at him playing his gear boy. His long slender fingers pressing buttons skillfully might you add. A soft sigh escaping your lips. Trying to hype yourself up to ask him or at least express your feelings. Basically in that moment you were trying to grow a pair as fast as you could.

You opened your mouth and closed it. You needed something to say it could be like 'Sal I need to ask you something' then ease you way into telling him. That was your best option and only option, so you really didn't have a choice. "Sal." You called his name in a soft manner. He only hummed in response not looking away from his gear boy. "Why don't.. Am I the only one who hasn't seen you're face, Sally?" His fingers stop moving in result his character died. His screen showing a red 'Game Over' his head turned to you his eyes focussed on yours.

Did you mess up? Maybe but you really can't think at the moment. You turned your gaze to the floor and exited a deep breath through your nostrils. "What I mean is like. I feel like.. I know I'm. Probably the last to see your face in the gang and I know it takes a lot of trust to let me see it." And there you go, you were rambling nervously because he was looking at you. Your stomach doing flips and heart beating so fast it might give you a heart attack. "You want too see it.. My face?" Now those seven words stopped you from talking. Lifting your head up you looked him in his one good eye the other a prothsic. You nodded your head slowly. "I don't want to force you to show me your face. I want you to be positive you want to." You started picking at your hang skin on your pointer finger. "I want to" Was all he said before he uncliped both the buckles. He held the mask up on his face with his hand and looked down. The gear boy clearly discarded on the bed.

"Don't be scared of me [Y/n]" He said in a shaking voice already very nervous. You sat on your knees facing him on the bed you raised your hand slowly hooking your fingers under his mask. Your pace slow giving him time to pull away if he wanted. He didn't "I would never be scared of you Sal. Your my best fucking friend." He let out a sharp breath when you lifted his mask. His heart was pounding his plams sweaty. He quickly grabbed your wrist with his free hand. "Promise me you won't leave me.." His voice wavered while he spoke. Your gaze soften and a pleasant, calming smile appeared on your face. "I wouldn't dream of it." You truly did love Sal. You looked him into this eyes while he retracted both of his hands back to his side.

You slowly pulled his prosthetic away from his face. Once you saw his face your grip tightened on the plastic mask. His face had a lot of scarring. His nose was deformed as well as his jaw. His jaw was crooked his cheek torn showing some of his top teeth. You could tell chunks of meat were removed from his cheeks. You could clearly tell his left eye was a prosthetic, it being more dull and only staring straight ahead instead of looking at the ground like his other eye was. You brought your hand to his cheek gently. His flinched soon his eyes finally meeting yours. "You're beautiful.." Was all you could say your thumb stroking his cheek gliding over his scars gently. Tears falling from his eyes with ease his hand grabbing your wrist once more. "You really mean that?" He asked in disbelief once you muttered out those two words.

You nodded and leaned forward your lips connecting with a bit of difficulty. You knew this man was touched starved so you let him get use to it. His lips were kinda chapted and the kiss was kinda clumsy but it felt so good at the same time. You felt him visibly relax as you pulled away with a small smile on your face only to be pulled back by his hands behind your neck reconnecting your lips to his. The kiss got more desperate, and more needy.

You finally pulled away with a airy chuckle. "I mean it." He smiled it honestly amazed you how you never saw him smile but it was better then you imagine. "I want... Will you be lover?" You grin and kissed his forehead. "You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear those words." He laughed and grabbed your waist pulling you closer to him. "How long?" He said with a raised brow. "Too long" you mused and kissed him again.

At least you finally know what's under the mask and its beautiful...

Its finished! I had a hard time with this for no reason. Thank you for reading. I have another problem the you guys can solve 🙏 I have no clue what to write next so my request are open to you! Please use it 👀

[0yuri-chan0]

~ Promise Me ~

No because I didn't realize how down bad I am for Simon Petrikov 👍 but its honestly okay. So @adeilmidnight said "Kinda want a part two." So they gave me a amazing idea! Why not write about the night when Simon Petrikov came crawling into your arms when Betty was mangled into a monster! I'm such a genius. So if you read 'Loveless night' first its fine this one I'm just going into more detail. Enjoy!!

Paring - Simon Petrikov x Gn reader

Warnings - none

Genre - Angst and fluff (Like in between the two)

Bang, Bang the sound of knocking coming from your front door woke you from your slumber. You sat up in the bed as the sound got more desperate. Bang! Bang! Bang! Who would be knocking at your door in a middle of a storm especially at 3:24 in the morning this was sure to fuck up your sleep schedule. And of course you had a forbidden nap today so it was already fucked to begin with. Pounding on your door snapped you out of your train of thought. A groan escaped your lips as you swung your legs out of bed and slip on your slippers.

You walk down the stairs step after step the banging growing louder when you finally made it down the stairs. Bang! Bang! "Okay okay I get it!" You swung the door open seeing no other then Simon Petrikov. Or should you say the guy you had the biggest crush on but couldn't act upon anything because he was with Betty. Of course you wouldn't have him cheat on Betty with you so you stayed at a safe distance. Simons fist was in mid air stopping when you opened the door. Man was he soaked I mean you could already had guessed that. The storm looked as if it was going to get worse. Simon's clothes looked tattered and wrinkled, that worried you he'd never looked like that. His hair devilish, glasses crooked you couldn't tell of that was rain or tears in his eyes. "Simon?" You questioned with a puzzled look. "She's gone! T-Turned into that.. That.." You were even more confused then you were to begin with. Why was he here in a middle of a storm standing on your porch crying? Why is he still outside in the rain... Wait why is he still outside. "Simon get in here your going to catch a cold." He didn't even care about a silly little thing like a cold. He wanted Betty and he knew he couldn't get her back, never. Only did he move then you grabbed his arm and pulled him into your living room. Closing the door behind you as Simon stood off to the side sobbing his gaze focusing and unfocusing on random items.

"Who's gone?.. Simon what is happening?" You could see his hands clenching into fits when you asked that. Clearly you didn't know what had happened to Betty. "Betty.. She's turned s-she fused with Golb" His voice was desperate panicked even. He started walking back and forth. You thought no you knew you looked shocked, you knew the color was draining from your face in that moment. It only seemed like yesterday you were talking to her now she's dead? Not really dead you thought just a different form. You didn't want to think that you could never get Betty back. But then you felt something what was that feeling in your chest?.. Relief. Why did you feel relieved? Simon is having a mental breakdown in your living room. Yes it was true you like Simon more then a friend but you didn't think you'd feel relieved and happy when Betty was out of the picture. You felt something else the more you thought about it.. Guilt. It was guilt that ate at you while you looked dumbfounded as Simon paced back and forth.

You knew you shouldn't feel that way because Simon had just lost Betty it wasn't fair to him he needed someone right now. Even if he wanted Betty he really didn't have a choice now did he? "Simon I'm sorry." You swallowed the lump in your throat once he finally looked you in the eyes, his red puffy swollen eyes. You finally caught a glimpse of his raw emotions. And that's what it was, raw you could tell he near his breaking point. All you could do was listen and comfort him. "Its my f-fault I shouldn't had- I shouldn't had let her stay." You frown grabbing him gently and moving to the plush couch. It croaked under the combined weight. Simon didn't protest as you wrapped your arms around his figure your fingers gripping the fabric of his suit. Soon following a blanket Simon placed his face between the crook of your neck as his tears soaking your pajama shirt.

You started drawing small shapes on the his back gently to calm him down a bit. "She wanted you safe." You felt his breath on your neck when it grew rapid. "We.... You can't think of what you could've done to save her Simon." Your tongue darted out of your mouth and licked your chapped lips. "I know what its like if you do. It'll pull you under and it'll be harder to get back to the surface." At this point you didn't care if he got your pajamas wet nor your couch. You felt his hands wrap around your figure in one slow motion.

"I know it... It just hurts." A choked sob escaped his lip as you ran your fingers through his hair. The rain was hitting your window harshly as the two of you sitting in silence for a moment then Simon decided to speak up. "It felt like my heart was ripped apart, My soul locked behind glass as I watched her be ripped apart from me." You held him tighter trying to get impossibly closer then the two of you were already chest to chest. And man, oh man how badly you wanted to kiss him. Make him feel better, feel loved. To help him feel whole again. You couldn't help the thought while looking down at him shushing him softly. Telling him it was okay and all this happened for a reason. To tell him that it wasn't his fault that Betty wanted to save him, to keep him safe.

He wanted to believe you, to believe his best friend since forever but he couldn't. He felt scattered his emotions everywhere. Your hold meaning to comfort him only reminding him how Betty used to hold him. He wanted to be reminded what it was like to be held by her again. Her fingers gently scraping his scalp. The way she used to make him laugh. The way she used to make him feel whole even without the crown. His mind tried to recall what she smelled like, tried to recall her laugh and giggles but he couldn't. All memories replaced by that day, the day she stayed behind. His mind replayed the kiss, their last kiss. His heart ached he wanted her back so, so badly. He needed her touch, her kiss just hold her one last time.

When he did finally calm down, his breathing slowed. Making it obvious to you he fell asleep in your arms, while still in wet clothes. That was the first objective getting him out of those wet clothes. You figured he could fit in your old clothes. You gently moved the blanket off the both of you and scoop him up bridle style and carried him up the stairs to your room. With very, very, very obvious blush took off his clothes and changed him into ones that you thought would fit him. They were a little baggy but it was still fine as long as you got him out of those wet ones. You moved him to your bed and covered him up.

"Jesus Simon.." You whisperd under your breath as you kneeled down beside your bed resting your head on your arm as you faced Simon's sleeping form. "I'll be here for you, okay?" You moved some of his hair behind his ear. "Because I love you..." You didn't know why you confessed when he was sleeping. What good was that going to do? Make him fall for you tomorrow? You'd doubt that, though it would be a nice. "I love you.. More then a friend." You whisperd the last part as you took a close look at his face trying to memorize every single detail. The way his nose curved, his eyelashes wet from crying. Damn it he really was beautiful. You gently took his glasses a soft sigh escaped from your lips when he didn't stir in his sleep setting his glasses on the night stand gently.

"This is wrong.. Shit its so wrong." Yeah it was wrong. You loved him but the guilt wouldn't let you not now, maybe not ever. You stood to your full height. At least he didn't know or heard you tell your sinful confession. When you walked out your bedroom to sleep on your couch which was semi wet. Simons eyes shot open and sat up on the bed. A deep red appearing on his cheeks as he stared at the closed bedroom door.

So anyways.. Yes its long and yes I'm not sorry. I honestly never wrote angst. So please tell me if it was good and you want more of it 🙏. When you read the angst part play No surprises by radio head omg it sets the mood so fast. I hoped you liked it!

[0yuri-chan0]

~Love less Nights~

Guys, Guys- okay okay listen hear me out! Just once! So Simon Petrikov from Fiona and cake. Listen this man might be old but he is fucking MHMMM! Delicious. So Ima make a fan fic about him. Yes, yes my followers are at my mercy. I totally get it but come on.

Paring - Simon Petrikov x F! Reader

Warnings - I'm to lazy to write them (Sorry)

Genre - NFSW

You and Simon were sitting on your front porch it was a month after Betty got infused with that creature only lord knows how that happened. Prismo a man you heard mentioned once in your life by Simon doesn't want to help get her back or can't. You didn't really push for more details. The wind blew gently when you looked at Simon, he looked hurt and devastated who wouldn't be? He had lost the love of his life a month ago. "It felt like my heart was ripped apart, My soul locked behind glass as I watched her be ripped apart from me."

Is what he had told you the night Betty was mangled with that horrible creature. The same night he walked up the very same steps you two are sitting on watching the sunset in silence. The same night he told you what had happened with tears streaming down his face, as you hugged him. Your fingers gripping the fabric of his Suit trying to get impossibly closer.

You'd never seen Simon in that state in all your years of knowing him. You'd never think you'd see that side of him the desperate side. The side that wants pity but at the same time doesn't. You think he'd rather be hated than pitted at this point. You knew he was near his breaking point. He was like a kid that got thrown into the deep end of the pool, and you weren't going to watch him sink.

You folded your hands into your lap with a small frown. It was getting cold and you knew Simon was still thinking about her, Betty. "Simon." You pause before looking up at the pink-ish orange-ish sky. "We should go inside its getting cold out." You said grabbing his hand gently. "And your freezing." It was true he was freezing, he was shaking like a leaf so to speak. You stood to your full height and walked into your house Simon following closely behind. "I could had saved her, Betty I mean." You sat down at the dinning room table Simon sitting across from you as he spoke softly. "I could had but I didn't I let her push me away and get trapped." His voice was raw you moved your hand and set it on top of his gently. Your eyes soften as you spoke in a caring voice. "She wanted to save you she cared Simon." His gaze met your only for a moment. But you could tell there was something more he wasn't telling you. You moved from your chair and sat in the one next to him.

You lifted his chin up with a soft smile, you wanted to be gentle its not like you always had hidden feelings... Right? "I'm here Simon, your okay now." Its was all friendly it wasn't like you were going to take advantage... Your train of thought stopped as he looked into your eyes. Hes so so very fragile, the look he gave you was so sadden. You couldn't help but lean down and kiss him. Both of your hands cupping his face. It's wrong you know its wrong. But it felt to good you always found him attractive in ways others didn't. You felt guilty for doing this to him.

Of course you felt guilty for kissing him who wouldn't? He lost the love of his life a month ago. Your brain stoped for a minute when he kissed back. One of his hands resting on your thigh when you pulled away. "If you allow me." You looked him in the eyes. You were sure your cheeks had turned pink by now. "I want to help you forget, even if its just for a minute." A nod was all you needed, and a nod is what you got. You stood up and grabbed his hand and led him to your bedroom. "I'll be gentle alright?" Simon felt your hands run up and down the sides of this torso. As you made your way to the bed you both took off each article of clothing.

He took a long breath and looked away from your naked form before laying on the bed. You moved and grabbed your strap and lube. "I haven't done this in... A while." Simon looked away embarrassed when he admitted that. You offered him a gentle smile which he gladly took. You placed a good amount of lube on your fingers, then entering two digits into his hole. His body jerked at the new feeling your digits scissoring him well enough to fit your strap inside of him. "Jesus! [Y-Y/n]!" He gasped as you brushed against his prostate. He was sensitive and the noises he made where adorable. You finally removed your fingers and lined up your strap to his hole. "Tell me if you want me to slow down or stop." You said sliding your silicone cock into him causing him to moan loudly. Your hand next to Simons head as you looked down at him with a low hum. You started moving your hips. Meeting his with a plat, plat, plat noise. And god was his facial expression was lewd.

After while you started to slam into him. Not enough to entirely break him but enough to make him enjoy it. His mind was unraveling by the second. All he could think of was the pleasure you were giving him. His hands clenched the sheets this didn't go unnoticed by you. It encouraged you to get deeper you picked up his leg and placed it on your shoulder so you could get a better angle. "H-Hah! I-Im going to cum!" He knew you acknowledged him when you hummed. Your hand moving to his cock stroking it at a steady speed you didn't want to overwhelmed him. Tears pricked into his eyes but oh you weren't done. You stop for a moment taking off his glasses and setting them on the nightstand. "What are you doin-!?" Before he could finish the question you flipped him over. Pushing his face into the pillow while he arched his back. You moved faster your fingers gripping and tangled into his curly hair while shoving his face down. The pillow staining with tears as he reached his climax. You rolled your hips one last time before he came.

His legs gave out on him, as he dropped to the bed you smiled satisfied laying next to him all he could mutter out from being extremely exhausted was a small 'thank you.' "Your welcome anytime Simon."

Guys its like 5:23 am and I wrote this y'know how you can't sleep if you're thinking of something. This was it I'm proud of it so.. Yeah! Request are always open unless stated otherwise. (Edit: guys so I made a part two✍ it's nothing dirty, just went into more detail about the night you comfort Simon👍)

[0yuri-chan0]

| Tavern Secrets |

Another Genshin fan fic for the celebration of my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr. Even though it was 3 weeks ago. Hope you readers enjoy it!!~

Paring - Diluc x Gn!reader

Warings - Fingering!receiving, public?

Genre - Nsfw

It was just a quiet evening in the tavern, only a few patrons at this hour. You were lucky a certain bard didn't walk in tonight, stretching your arms looking at the red haired figure next to you. "You can always go home early [Y/n] there are only a few honorary knights in the tavern" Diluc disturbed your train of thought, you hum in acknowledgement. "No no we only have a few hours until the tavern closes, plus what kind of artisan would I be if I left my boss to clean up my mess?" You offer a smile to him which he gladly accepts.

Its closing hour just as the final patron leaves you felt Diluc lightly touch your back as he passes you. It was no secret that Diluc had been flirting with you since you started working at the tavern. Even though Kaeya found it odd that Diluc had been staring off into oblivion while a smile tugs at his lips. But you had started working at the establishment recently and also had gotten the hang of making all the specials on the menu but as Diluc said 'practice makes perfect' so you had to stay awhile.

"Good, good but can you make a Commonwealth?" Your brows knit together in frustration as you fail for the 5th time trying to make the so-called 'Commonwealth' "I don't think i can... Shit hold on i need more whiskey to make this beverage" Diluc hums in response. Walking towards the storage room where Diluc keeps more of his stock. Hearing someone else walk in the storage room with you.

Turning around seeing Diluc tower over you. He leans closer to you, pinning you to the self that prevents you from moving. His body illuminated by the tinted lightning, finding pink lighty dusting his cheeks as he speaks up. "Ahem, of course its no secret that i find you very.... Alluring" He takes your chin this thumb and index finger lifting your head up before he continues. "But of course i wouldn't make you do something so sinful without consent." Moving forward placing your lips on his. Oh you gave him your answer your full consent all of it, you trusted Diluc with your life and he knew it.

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"S-Shit!" another smack landed on your ass. Such a pretty sight with you bend over his knee while he sits on the edge of the booth the both of you are located on. "How adorable you are my pet" another smack made you squirm and squeal feeling his hand lightly glide over his now visible hand print. Hoping no one would walk in the tavern even though it was past closing hour. You tried to press your thighs together trying to get some relief you desperately needed. "H-HAH!..p-please!" He knew what you were asking, what you wanted so badly. But he wanted- No needed to hear what you wanted from him and how badly you wanted it.

Diluc lifts you up in between his thighs, his left arm wrapped around your waist. His hand starts rubbing your clit "Lets see how many noise you can make, Yeah?" His warm breath sends a shiver down your spine. Diluc entering two digits into your sopping wet pussy harshly thrusting them in and out of you. "H-Mhm! H..Ha!~"

Your head falling back on Dilucs shoulder, mouth agape. Diluc shows you no mercy continually thrusting in and out of you taking his time. Finally feeling the built up in your stomach legs shaking. Diluc knowing that you're close to your climax so much so that he starts nibbling on your neck, Pushing you over the edge and cumming all over his fingers.

"Aw~ what a mess you made, A mess indeed. But surely you wouldn't mind another round?"

Okay i have more ideas coming on the wayyy sorry this took so long to make. Making more post in the near future. Also don't be shy my requests are always open.

[0yuri-chan0]

It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Well happy One year shall we celabreate with another genshin fanfic? If so who?

[0yuri-chan0]

|| 100 - 1 Challenge ||

Sorry i haven't been active I had family problems here and there but i hope you guys enjoy!

Paring - Scaramouche x Top! Gn Reader

Warnings - Jerking off, Tied up, Blow job

Genre - Nsfw

"Tch It would take 2 millio- Hell not even a 2 million! 2 trillions years to make me agree to something as lewd and disgraceful as that." His finger swiftly flicked your forehead trying to make a point. As you open your mouth to speak he spoke first with his index finger to your lips "Sometimes you make me think that i neglect you, do you really thin-" you cut him off before he give you another lecture "And here i am still pondering why you act like you don't want to fulfill my request." He sighed leading closer towards your body savoring your sweet smell. "You better make this count [Y/n]" "Of course my love~, would I ever forsake you?"

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"Of course I can count to 100 idiot, How old do you think I am 4!?" He would have lightly hit you on the head but seeing how his hands are tie beautifully behind his back with a pretty red bow, each of his legs tied gratifyingly to each of the legs on the chair he was siting fully on display for you "You know the rules, Scara?" He tugs on his restraints harshly "Yes, yes i know!.." Scaramouche rolls his eyes for the 5th time now. Even though his words are laced with sarcasm his cherry tip cock is standing at full attention, you wrap your hands around his base moving slowly as Scara starts counting, "100, 99... 98, 97...." purposefully picking up speed as he starts counting down "This is stupid, really"

His snarky tone made you slap his cock harshly pulling a loud groan from your helpless boyfriend. "Instead of throwing oh so very harsh comments start counting down" His head falling backwards, while biting his cheek trying to stifle his whimpers. Continuing to jerk your boyfriend off, squelching noises start to form in the background as Scara starts counting where he left off "Tsk..74, 73, 72 Mh- Ah!~" His body jerked up when you kissed his tip lightly, moving you attention to his thighs your right hand never leaving his cock. Red and purple marks appear over his light pale skin as you suck on them, reminding him who he belonged to. "S-Shit! Mh-m!" Letting out a chocked moan.

Scaramouche thrusting upwards trying to match your speed but it wasn't enough. Noticing that he stopped counting you slowed your pace on his cock only going halfway up his cock. "H-Ha why d-did you fucking slow down?" That shit-eating grin appeared on your face "Why did you stop counting, my love?~" Stopping all movement only toying with his cherry red tip. "F-Fuck, w-what M-Mhm number Sh-IT!"

You chuckle making Scara shiver "Well weren't you supposed to keep track, no?" His hands grip the ribbon that bonded them together, "Shut Ngh!~ f-fuck up and tell H-Ha! the number" Resting your left hand on this thigh while the other flicks his cock hard, leaving Scara mouth agape "42 my love, the number is 42" you purred "43, 44..." removing your hand and stroking his cock faster making him sputter out in bliss "You're supposed to be counting down, Now start back from 50."

"Your a M-Mhm!.. f-fucking H-Ha~.. m-menace" Being a good boy he did as you told him, More pre cum leaking down his shaft and starts dripping on his balls indicating that hes reaching his climax. A satisfied hum left your lips as Scara's legs start shaking "H-Hold on Mh- slooe AH!~" stuffing his dick into your warm and wet mouth pulling a loud moan from him. "shit shit Mhm sh-" rolling your tongue around his tip making Scaramouche a sputtering mess not able to understand what hes babbling on about. Jerking his hips trying to mouth fuck you with that little movement he can make. His hot seed finally shoved down your throat while you swallowed it.

"Good job you don't mind if we go another round, No?"

I hope you enjoyed this little fanfic ill be working on more in the near future! Have a nice rest of your day. - Love Yuri <3

[0yuri-chan0]

Thank You @stupid0artist for making my request on drawing #2 Love You keep up the good work!!

[0yuri-chan0]

Keep it down

Wanted to make a little something for spooky month also my birthday month, so here it is <3

Paring - Zhongli x Top gn reader

Warnings: degradation, angry sex?, Blow jobs , denied orgasm.

Genre - Smut

Zhongli whimpers into the pillow "P-please faster [Y-Y/n]" you were going painfully slow. A cute nice lunch date turns into fucking your cute little boyfriend into your shared bed. Zhongli let out a frustrated moan you reached your hand up and grab as much hair as you could pulling it before picking up the speed of your thrust "Uhgg oh OH" getting drunk off your cock/strap tears forming in the corner of his eyes "What a little slut" you say a hint of amusement in your voice.

If Zhongil could see your face he knows that stupid little smirk would be there. " C-Cuming!!" as he chocks on a sob squirming underneath you oh no you thought he didn't even deserve to cum not yet. Pulling out quickly a whine comes from your beloved whore. " No N-No Whyyy" you flip him around seeing tears flow down his face. "tsk" you click your tongue "why should i let you cum you been a bad boy, what a slut was that how you were trained? hmm" He looked away "Answer" no answer now you want to break him make him cry, beg, humiliated.

Your hand grabbed his base jacking him off faster by the minute "H-Hold hhggm- on!". Pre cum already leaking from his cherry red tip you knew it was sensitive giving it a kitten lick his hips softly buckled up "Be good maybe ill let you cum m'k?" A loud moan left his lips taking him all in at once his hips trying to thrust into your mouth once again. Pining them down you continue to bob your head up and down.

"Oh F-fuck S-shit!" the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat trying not to gag on his thick cock "GAH~" his back arched Cuming in your mouth. His body finally gave up passing out on your shared bed. You smiled laying down next to him and kiss his forehead "goodnight love".

DAMN it's very bad i know, BUT i was tired and wanted to finish this. I love y'all!

[0yuri-chan0]

[0yuri-chan0]

~Sub deku~

Warnings- smut, mommy kink, sub deku, dom f! reader, bad spelling / cussing

“Mh..m [Y/n]  f-fuck. Hah!”

Fuck he looked so pretty siting there all tied up eyes rolling into the back of his head drool ruing down his chin, god you wanted to take a picture of him. As you stopped pumping his cock he whimmperd at the lost contacted. You could’n help being a tease! suddenly he started begging you didn’t intend of him begging but it was a win for you when he started crying.

“p-please i was..so c-close  let me c-um ill be a g-good b-boy i promise [Y/n] Please!” 

big fat tears rolled down his face, You stared to jerk him off again his moans filled the room his breath shaky. You stared  playing with his sack, he arched his back while his hips buckled white ropes came out of his cock going on the bed. 

“you did so good Zuku!” 

he loved it when you praised him after he came, his arm covering his face because he made such a mess.he sits up just for you to push him back down. Question why you did that with a puzzled look on his face.

 “Oh baby~ i haven’t finshed just yet”

His eyes open wide in shock and that’s when he knew it’s going to be a long night..

sorry its very short this is my first one so its okay if you don’t like it anyway more coming soon!~ 

P.S.Don’t forget to eat and sleep well and drink lots of water!! 

                                                          -Love, Author