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Holy fuck, I’m finally done with this. I wrote this entire fic between midnight and 2 am most nights and when I tried proof-reading it, I swear I could see the words walk off the screen 😭. But this is also one of my favourite works so far so hope you enjoy :3.

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Male!Reader X Brant

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The letter had come at the perfect time. You had been here for almost three weeks, what with all the searching for Cartethiya, being dragged around all over the place by Lupa, getting ambushed every other day by someone who had issues with either of you. It was too hectic and you were so close to the truth and Lupa seemed to have a lot on her plate too so you didn’t have the heart to just tell her that you had to leave for a while. Go do something with this issue of yours to saying no.

Then you received a letter. From the troupe. A day later, you were greeted with cheers, hoots and hugs as you crash landed into the ships deck, misjudging the drop from your flight. You mingled around excitedly, Brant materialising the second he heard your voice, standing by your side as you talked to the others. It was true they really missed you but they soon enough took their cue to leave you two love birds alone. Last time hadn’t ended the way you wanted it to. Before you’d had a chance to even make it to a room, Carlotta and sent you an SOS call, which led from one thing to another. So now was the first time you’d seen him since after your confession.

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You wanted to squeeze the man in a bear hug but he looked as if he would build a brick wall around himself if you laid a finger on him right now. You noticed that he had gone back to his awkward insecure phase. You hated yourself for having to leave almost immediately after the you confessed. But the two of you knew this was going to happen. Brant still refused to meet your eyes, and you wondered how hard it must have been for him to put up that brave, carefree persona of his for all these years.

The two of you had walked into the cabin. It had been eerily silent in the cabin compared to all the commotion outside, until he’d quite suddenly began speaking of random things. You wanted to kiss him stupid so that he wouldn’t over-fry his brain. Now the two of you stood face to face, him fiddling with his hat, still talking about all the renovations and shows they’ve had for the past couple of days, while you were busy ogling at this hot man you now called your lover.

A few minutes passed, and you realised that he was no where near letting himself out of his shell like last time, and you finally took a step towards him as he began focusing on picking at his fingernails. You called out his name softly but it was drowned out in his nervous monologue.

You took another step towards him. This seemed to snap him out of his rambling, as he took a surprised step back. You saw it in his eyes the second he realised you were quite literally staring into his soul. He smiled nervously, again fiddling with his hat. “You’re back, Rover” he mumbled.

You could see a blush spread to his ears as he realised how ridiculous that sounded. But you only returned the smile, replying with a “I’m back”. Another beat passed where he internally fought for an opportunity to break eye contact with you, but you could go without blinking for a while if you put your mind to it, apparently.

You crossed your arms. You could almost see him jumping out of his skin when you suddenly spoke up. “Take it off” you demanded, with almost a pout in your voice. He chuckled nervously, “My hat??”. You stepped closer to him, your breaths mingling. You could feel the awkwardness radiating off him . “The act. You look like I’m judging your entire career and life choices.”

He stood still for a moment, blinking at your reply. A quiet ‘oh’ escaped his lips. You waited patiently. He took off his hat, placing it on the table. Yes, that table. You were getting tempted by the devil. Then he removed his mask. You could see him contemplating about what exactly he was supposed to do to remove the facade.

He stood still for a few seconds. “You’re not breathing” you had to remind him. He took a short clipped breath, still unsure. You carefully placed a hand on his hip, the other coming to a rest on his cheek. “…Talk to me, Captain” you requested, thumb caressing the soft skin beneath his eyes. You could feel him carefully nuzzle into it.

“What is there to talk about?” A moment of déjà vu flashed through your mind. The things this man did to you. “Oh? I could go on for about an hour right now about everything I want to do with you.” This elicited a surprised chuckle and a soft flush of his cheeks. “…Go on. What’s on the itinerary?” You smiled in relief. Well, atleast he wasn’t trying to peel his nails off anymore.

“Well, for starters, I want to hold you so fucking badly right now.” You replied leaning your forehead against his. He took an unsure breath, blinking rapidly, before he slowly brought his arms up to wrap them around your neck. You carefully pulled him into yourself, the arm on his hip wrapping around him. “Okay,” he breathed out. “Go on.”

You brought your lips against his. “I want to taste you. Gods, I want to show you how much I missed you, darling.” His breath hitched against yours. “May I?” You asked gently. He whispered another inaudible ‘go on’ before you pressed your lips against his, your hand pressing the back of his neck towards you, as his hands gripped at the back of your shirt.

It wasn’t the best kiss. There was a lot of teeth clashing and nose bumping but oh dear god, to you, it was perfect. You could almost physically feel him melting into you, his shell now in pieces on the ground.

You tugged at his hair, eliciting a surprised gasp. Biting his lower lip in apology, you pressed your tongue against his, sighing softly as they swirled around each other.

Slowly, his grip on your shirt loosened, one of his hands coming up to cradle your head, pulling you closer when you would try to break the kiss. For a moment, dying by not being able to breathe because of this seemed like the most respectable way to exit this world. There was also being choked by his thighs but-

But then you remembered you had the world to save and you gently pulled away from him, pressing a feathery kiss against his cheeks as an apology when his lips followed yours stubbornly.

The two of you stood there for a moment, pressed against each other, his forehead resting on your shoulder while you carded your fingers through his hair.

It was him who broke the silence in a few seconds. “…Only a few minutes have passed. You promised me an hour, Rover.” This earned a laugh from you, and an affectionate kiss to the crown of his head. “Don’t worry your pretty little heart, darling. I’d give you so much more than my time if that’s what you wish for.”

He leaned backwards, tilting his face to look you in the eye. There was something there that told you he was serious now. “…I missed you. So much. I knew-.. We knew this would happened, but still…” his voice had lowered to a whisper at the end. You brushed his hair comfortingly, pressing another kiss to his lips, much softer this time. “I know… but we’ve each got our role to play, Brant, and… sometimes I really wish it was simply the role of lovers in this world. But remember, always, this won’t have me loving you any less, darling.” This time it was him who initiated the kiss. You could feel his lower lip trembling against yours. Your arm tightened around him, wanting to ground him to you.

Eventually pulling back again, he took a deep breath, a sweet smile finally gracing his lips. You returned the smile, your heart beating erratically at something as simple as the crinkle at the corner of his eyes.

Another dramatic beat passed, and his smile morphed into a smirk. Well, now your heart was simply malfunctioning. “Well, since you missed me oh so much, why don’t really you show me, Rover…”.

Lo and behold, foreplay time was over. It was time to get down to business.

With a chuckle from you and a delighted yelp from him, you swept him off his feet, carrying him bridal style to his room. Because you definitely didn’t want him to get splinters from that cabin table again. Kicking the door open dramatically, you spun into the room, earning a laugh from him, and gently laid him on the bed.

Going back and locking the door, you crawled onto the bed. He was laying on his back, looking at you with that lovesick look in his eyes that made you want to carve a space in your heart and hide him in it.

You leaned in and caught his lips with yours, your arm looping under his back and pulling him up onto your lap. Impatiently shrugging off his coat, his arms loosely wrapped around your neck, fingers playing with your hair as you kissed him like there was no tomorrow.

Still holding the kiss, you snaked a hand under his shirt, dragging your nails lightly down his back. You could feel him shiver against you. Your other hand kneaded at his thighs, which were wrapped around your torso. Again, being choked to death by his thighs? Best way to go.

Pulling back for breath, you latched your lips onto his nape, making sure to leave scattered red marks all over his neck and shoulders. A gentle bite behind his ear earned you a tug at your hair, causing a groan to escape your lips.

When you were satisfied with your art, you leaned back. You really wished you could paint a portrait of him like this. He was breathing softly, his eyes hooded, looking at you through his eyelashes, a satisfied smile on his lips.

Well, it seemed that your dear lover was getting impatient. Before you could commit this image into your memory in fine detail, his hands were already fiddling with your shirt buttons. You returned the favour, slipping his shirt off and throwing it off the bed.

You paused a second to admire the sight, before you unceremoniously shoved your face into his chest, earning a surprised yelp and a chuckle from your lover. “I know you think they’re comfy, but I’ll toss you off the ship if you doze off right now” he warned with a faux frown. You let out a whine, jokingly grumbling about what a tiring life you’ve led for the past few weeks and how you deserved this rest. You pulled back grinning, only after he promised he’d let you sleep on them later.

You pressed your lips against his pecs, tugging and twisting at it with your teeth, feeling the shiver up his spine under your palm that rested against his back. You leaned forward until he had his back against the soft bed, with you on your knees between his legs.

You let go of his swollen pecs with a pop, licking at them soothingly, as your hands made quick work of his pants. Goosebumps erupted on his skin as the cool air brushed against his bare skin. His thighs pressed against your sides, trying to close themselves.

You traced the blush that was spreading from his ears to his neck with your lips, sucking on his trembling lower lip in comfort. You dragged a hand down his thigh, making way between his legs, wrapping your palm around the base of his cock. You pumped it with slight force, swallowing the gasps that escaped his lips.

Your hand found a swift rhythm, pre-come beading at his tip, as you pressed a teasing finger against his slit. In a few minutes, his moans were getting unrestrained, the sounds only making your hand speed up, as you nuzzled your face into his neck. His arms were draped over your back, nails digging into your skin as he neared his climax.

He came with a soft cry, his come coating your hands and his abdomen. You let go of his cock, leaning back to press gentle kisses to his thighs, rubbing your hands against his hips to help him ground himself.

The two of you remained silent for a few moments. You didn’t want to rush him into something the two of you were doing for the first time. He seemed to be staring a hole into the ceiling and you wondered whether this was enough for today. “Captain, do you need-“ you began voicing your concerns at the same time he spoke up. “I want you inside me.”

…OH. “Are you sure, darling? We can stop here for today. We don’t-“ you were interrupted with quite a serious look. “Now.” He demanded with a whine in his voice. Self-restraint was being restrained by your hormones. You gave him a goofy smile. “Well if you insist, who am I to deny, Captain?”

You quickly, quite unceremoniously pulled your pants off, digging through its pockets to search for the lube you’d brought, because one can never be too prepared with a hot lover like him. Finding it, you popped the lid off, pouring the liquid over your fingers. You still had to make sure he was ready for this one last time. “Are you sure? We-“ you winced then chuckled as he playfully kicked you with his heel, glaring at you, as if daring you to continue that question. “Alright, alright.”

You leaned down, resting your forehead on his shoulder. “But tell me immediately if it hurts okay?” He answered with a kiss to the side of your head, and a gentle tug of your hair as a ‘go on’.

You pressed one finger inside slowly, giving him time to adjust to the intrusion. Once he began squirming around, you began moving your finger, curling it around, earning a breathy moan against your hair.

A second finger followed, eventually a third, as you spread him open, looking for his sweet spot. A sudden cry told you you’d found it. You didn’t want him to come again just yet, and your fingers only teasingly brushed against that spot, as your other hand held his hips down. He whined for you to stop teasing him, but didn’t try to move his hips once you held him down.

You crashed your lips on his, sucking on his tongue in reward for being so patient. Once you decided he was stretched enough, you pulled your fingers out, his hole clenching at the emptiness in dismay.

You popped open the lube bottle again, pouring it over your cock, letting some of it drip over his hole, which twitched at the cold sensation. You really wanted to ask him if he was okay to continue, but the impatient pout he was giving you told you that he would definitely kick you off the bed if you opened your mouth.

So instead you occupied your mouth kissing him, one hand holding his thigh over your shoulder, rubbing soothing circles, as you pressed your tip against his hole. He let out a gasp as you pushed the head in, which quickly turned into a moan as you gently pushed deeper, bottoming out with a shuddering groan.

His hole was clenching around you, only relaxing as you whispered sweet nothings against his lips, reminding him to breathe. You remained still for a minute, letting him adjust to the size.

His clipped breathing evened out slowly. “…Rover…” he called out, his eyes focusing on yours. “I’m here, darling” you assured him, rubbing circles into his hips. “…hmn..I love you” he whispered, absentmindedly. You froze for a moment, which he caught onto, and you could see his nervous expression. So, before he could spiral, you caught his lips in yours.

For that moment, you forced yourself to forget all that required your attention away from your lover, choosing instead to just feel him in your arms. You broke the kiss, lips still brushing against his. “I love you too, Brant.” You could see the wetness shimmering beneath his eyes, but he smiled instead, pressing his forehead to yours in a silent promise.

The romantic moment broke when you leaned forward to press your lips to his forehead, forgetting that you were literally inside this man. He cried out in surprise, smacking a palm to your shoulder as your cock pressed into his sweet spot. He whined out your name, followed by something that sounded like ‘idiot!’.

You apologised with a chuckle, earning you another smack to the shoulder. You rolled your hips teasingly, giving a satisfied smile when he moaned, tears springing to his eyes.

You pulled back half way, and he squirmed beneath you, adjusting himself. You thrust back in, finding his sweet spot easily this time. You started off with a slow rhythm, hands gripping his hips for balance. Once he began asking you for more, gripping at the pillow, you increased your pace.

He threw a hand over his face as his tears began spilling, screaming out your name when you gripped his thighs, pushing them to his chest, driving yourself deeper inside him. You could see the faint bulge of you inside him.

“No hiding, darling” you pleaded softly, placing a kiss against the wrist covering his eyes. He pouted, but obeyed nonetheless, lifting his head to take your lips in his.

He began rocking his hips, begging you to go faster, throwing a hand over your shoulder and digging his nails into your back, letting you know that he was close. You could feel the heat coiling inside you, reminding you that you weren’t far behind either.

The only warning he gave was a loud cry of your name, before he came untouched, his come coating both your chests. Even in his dazed high, his thighs wrapped tightly around you. “Inside-come inside me? Please?” He whined.

This was enough to tip you over the edge, and with one last thrust, you released inside him, your arms giving way as you dropped your weight on him, your vision going white.

The two of you remained still, the only sounds in the room heavy breathing. Slowly, he began squirming under you, and you propped yourself on your hands.

“How are we feeling, darling?” You asked, slowly pulling out of him. He sighed ruefully at the empty feeling before answering you with a ‘sticky…’.

You pressed a kiss to his forehead head, getting off the bed to get some water and a towel. Finding these in the restroom, you returned to him.

You gently pressed two fingers back inside him, curling your fingers to get any remaining come out of him. Once you were done, you pulled the still dazed man onto your lap, back to your chest. You wet the towel, and wiped his chest, belly and thighs carefully.

Once you were done with him, you brought a cup of water to his lips which he sipped gratefully. Feeling better, he got off your lap, laying on the bed as you cleaned yourself. You flopped down beside him, lying on your side.

He turned to face you, smiling happily when you brushed his hair with your hands. “Better now?” You asked, wiggling closer to him until your noses brushed. He laughed. “Much… I love you.” He answered.

“I love you too. I’ll take it that I did a good job, Captain.” You grinned. He pinched your side playfully, chuckling. “A very good job, Rover. It was amazing… much better than I imagined.” He replied.

You stopped brushing his hair, and he looked up at your face. You propped your head on your palm. “Oh? Now I need to know how you imagined it, my dear captain.” The raging blush returned to his face, “That’s not what I- don’t tease me!” He groaned when you wiggled your eyebrows.

“Alright, alright” you soothed him, “we’ll leave it… for now.” He buried his face in your chest, and whined. “Rover~”.

You don’t know whether saving the world was worth leaving your lover’s side for.

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Oofff we’re done 🫠. I swear I love this man so much.

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