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𝒜𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈. (𝑀𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝑀𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑜𝓃 𝒳 𝒪𝒸)

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

・☆ Characters ; Mike Morton, Poppy Pippington

⊹ꮺ Content warnings ; Smut, degrading (a little), hair pulling, creampie, voyeurism, praise (a little).

✫・Poppy Pippington, the manor’s “Clown”, had known Mike Morton long before the hullabaloo circus burnt down. They worked alongside each other during dangerous and thrilling stunts but Poppy quit after a little while. Of course, this saddened Mike but there was nothing he could do… he knew life had to carry on without his close companion.

✫・After the circus burnt down and Mike went to the Oletus Manor, he was greeted with his old friend, Poppy. She was really here… Mike wasn’t as alone as he thought he was.

✫・The two went on several matches together and caught up on what’s been happening in each of their lives after their departure, exciting stories here and there about Poppy’s life and how much she’s missed Mike. They enjoyed each other’s company so much after being apart for so long.

✫・One day, Poppy was decoding a cipher. The map was Leo’s memory and she was teamed up with Vera Nair, Helena Adams, and Mike Morton. The hunter was Joseph.

✫・Poppy was wearing one of her newest S tier skins, “Roseus”. The outfit was a rather skimpy and tight-fitting clown costume colored mostly pink. It has a heart-shaped chest window, showing off a bit of her cleavage.

✫・Her usually blonde hair has pink streaks in it now, she’s also wearing contacts that make her green-blue eyes appear a cutesy blush color. Poppy was rather embarrassed to be wearing something so revealing, it made her whole happy-go-lucky personality fade just a bit.

✫・”Pops, can I decode whicha?” Spoke the families voice of Mike Morton coming from Poppy’s left. Poppy really didn’t want Mike to decode with her right now due to her current attire… it was mortifying but you can’t say no to this Acrobat. “Sure thing!” She forces a cheerful tone as she nods her head for Mike to come over.

✫・The two began decoding the cipher together despite the way it makes the whole process slower when you work with someone else, who cares? It’s still going to get decoded either way. “Sooo, anything new with you?” Poppy asks Mike, not looking away from the machine in front of her. “Hmmm… nope! Not that I can think of at least. You?” Mike replies to the question asked by the woman next to him, sneakily taking a few glances at her costume.

✫・”Nahh. Things here have been super boring lately…” Poppy seems a little bored as she continues working on the cipher, noticing how Mike looks her up and down. “Uhh, you good?” She asks, sounding a little concerned.

✫・”Hm? Oh, totally. I just… nice outfit.” Mike stumbles over his words as he nervously averts his gaze from Poppy’s figure. “M’kay then… thanks, I guess?” She sighs. After a while, she took a few more glances at Mike. As her eyes scanned down his body she realized he was hard, great. “Mike, are you…?” Poppy’s voice gets rather quiet as she pops that question.

✫・Mike chokes on his spit and his face heats up. “No!— I’m… I mean, of course not…” He desperately tries denying the allegation but fails miserably as Poppy can’t take her eyes off of him. “You definitely are, dude.” The clown stifles a playful giggle as she looks into the acrobats eyes. “Do you, like, want me to help or something?…” Poppy seems a little nervous as she asks that, screaming at herself internally for being that bold.

✫・”Please?” Mike’s voice is a little breathy, his exhales being visible due to how cold it was in Leo’s memory. Poppy feels like she’s dreaming. Mike wants… her? Seriously? She merely stares at him for a moment before approaching. She has never done anything like this before so she doesn’t know where to start… she settles on placing her soft and petite hand on his throbbing, clothed erection. This earned a soft gasp from Mike.

✫・Poppy studies his reaction as she begins slowly rubbing Mike’s cock over his acrobat suit, the agonizing desperation he felt from her sloth-like speed was ruining him. “… Come on, Poppy. Don’t be like that…” He seems a little annoyed at her pace. “My bad.” Poppy chuckles before helping Mike take off his clothes, fully freeing his sensitive dick. Poppy gets on her knees, ignoring how cold the snow below her feels against her skin as she kisses Mike’s tip before taking a portion of his 7 inches into her mouth.

✫・Mike lets out a needy sigh as Poppy struggles to fully take him into her mouth, she’s trying her hardest to open her mouth as much as possible for him but this is her first time so it’s hard for her. “C’mon… you can do it. You can take this fat cock, baby.” Mike’s voice is shaky as he reassures her, placing a hand behind her head and trying to resist the urge to just slam his dick down her throat.

✫・Poppy chokes a bit as she struggles to take him in deeper, unable to reach the base without gagging so she settles for her current position and begins swirling her wet tongue around it. Mike lets himself lean against a nearby wall, still trying to not be very loud incase the hunter approaches. “S-So fuckin’ warm…” Mike’s voice is low and gruff as Poppy makes soft hums of struggle as she begins moving her mouth up and down his shaft.

✫・Poppy is resting her hands on the snow beneath her, tearing up a bit as she gags around his dick. She looks up at him for a moment, completely unaware of how submissive and sexy she looks as she cries and gags while taking his cock in her mouth. Mike has cover put a hand over his mouth to muffle his moans. “Shit, Poppy… I wanna fuck you.” He sounds so desperate so who is Poppy to decline? Her pussy’s soaked right now anyway.

✫・She takes his cock out of her mouth and wipes off the drool all over her chin and chest before standing up. She then leans over the cipher they were supposed to decode and moves aside the crotch part of her revealing bodysuit, revealing her soaked cunt. Mike wastes no time getting behind her and tapping his dick against her entrance a few times. “Yeah?… you want this dick all up in your tight pussy? Want me to fill you up, you little slut?” Mike asks teasingly, making Poppy whimper at the sensation of him rubbing up against her but not putting it in yet. Poppy nods her head, too embarrassed to agree verbally.

✫・”Nope, use your words or I can’t fuck your brains out.” He coos at her in a sing-song voice. “Yes, fine, yes I want your cock… I need your cum deep inside of me, Mike.” Poppy’s voice sounds like it’s about to break at any moment. She needs this now. “Ohh? Gotcha… ask and you shall receive.” Mike says. He’s seeming quite pleased with her response before slamming into her without warning, both of them let out some erotic whines as Mike’s member adapts to Poppy’s warm and tight heat. He finally begins sliding his dick in and out of Poppy’s pussy, his pace is rather quick due to how he was already close to cumming before this. “Mhm… my little slut’s taking my cock s-so.. well.” Mike’s voice is trembling as his movements get rather sloppy, his nails digging into Poppy’s hips.

Poppy finally lets her tears fall as Mike abuses her g-spot, she can’t handle this for much longer. “Aww, my baby… Imma fill you up, ‘kay?” Mike smirks as he thrusts into her rougher and quicker, yanking her hair decently hard. “F-Fuckk!” Poppy stutters as she reaches dangerously close to her climax. “Mmm… shit, I’m cumming…!” Mike whimpers and speeds up even more, their skin slapping against each other before his movements come to a complete haunt as he coats Poppy’s insides with his seed.

“..Haahh… sorry, too rough?” Mike asks as he pulls out of Poppy’s cunt, dripping with his semen. “N-Nooo… it was perfect.” Poppy replies with a soft voice as she wipes her tears and fixes her outfit, Mike does the same and puts his clothes back on.

“Hehee, you were so good, Poppy.” Mike hums, placing a quick kiss on Poppy’s cheek. “… Thanks.” Poppy sighs as she gives a weak yet satisfied smile.

The match (sadly) had to carry on, it should be okay though… they only had two ciphers left. Are they gonna do this again? Who knows? Maybe if Poppy wears that again..

WOOOO, first ever smut 😭 this was such a rollercoaster to write omg

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nadeisdiary · 1 year ago

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Edgar Valden X Hana Miyuki

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Hana was a beautiful woman who’s artist abilities blew everyone away, at least until Edgar Valden came along.

Not only was Hana’s face pretty, her personality was as well. She was bright, friendly, compassionate… all of those— which is why she quickly decided to greet him and his family.

Hana was rich, very, very rich. And so was Edgar, they were bound to get along then right? Haha… nah.

Edgar was stubborn and didn’t want anything to do with Hana. But Hana was stubborn as well. She kept coming over to Edgar’s house and spent time with him, eventually, he began warming up.

By warming up— I mean he began hating her around 2% less.

One day, he asked Hana to let him draw her which Hana happily agreed to, oh, how foolish of her.

She posed for a very long time and was very pleased with the portrait Edgar made of her, too pleased. His art was outstanding, much more than hers had ever been. She must have made a strange expression because Edgar asked her if something was wrong, which she replied .. “Oh, of course not! You’re very skilled, Valden. I am very impressed!” She said, earning a slight eye roll from Edgar.

Hana was a bit nervous at how good his art was but she couldn’t help herself falling for him, just a bit.

She adored his company, more than anything. She never spoke of her feelings towards him of anyone… anyone besides her older sister and her maid.

Her sister was Sumire Miyuki, a kind and funny soul. She believed Hana should make a move and that all would go well for her.

Her maid, however.. believed otherwise. Vanya Minsky believed her feelings were foolish and that romance would only damage her career as a famous artist. Hana was disappointed because Vanya had been her closest friend since she was a toddler.

Vanya and Sumire never got along, they were quite opposite of each other. Sumire’s appearance was very different than her parents, she was very tall, she had long and wavy blonde hair and green eyes, an upturned nose and a very prominent passion for dance.

Vanya was a medium height, she has gray shoulder length hair and blue eyes along with a button nose.

Hana, however, was unique compared to the both of them. She has straight black hair and bangs she keeps to the side, Hana has ocular albinism which makes her eyes appear pinkish gray. she’s quite short and has a symmetrical face.

Her childlike appearance caused her— let’s just say unpleasant experiences. But that’s not important right now! Hana had began losing fame, everyone was focused on Edgar’s art and how skilled he was.

Hana was angry, but she still loved him although it was unrequited. She could never be as mad as her parents were though, they were beyond furious. Her mother— Aia Miyuki lectured her and scolded her for not doing better. Her father spoke as well, but there was a cold and uneasy feeling around him.

Sumire comforted Hana as much as she could, Hana cried in her arms many times, every time she was brushed off by those who used to be her dearest fans. Hana was so focused on being cared for by Sumire that she didn’t notice Vanya was feeling rather excluded.

One day, Sumire began acting… off. It seemed like no one noticed it besides Hana. Suddenly on a beautiful afternoon at sunset, Sumire spoke. “I don’t feel well, I think I’ll go take a nap. Don’t enter, please.” Hana nodded her head and continued with her day.

Edgar had gone away, Hana stopped painting. She stopped finding a purpose in it after she was moved to second best. She had locked herself in her house for a very long time, although Edgar had stopped by many times… she never responded to his knocks on her door.

Hana didn’t know where Edgar went or why he went there, she didn’t care to listen.

A day has passed and Hana saw no sign of her sister, she grew worried. She was suddenly taken over by a feeling of anxiety and fear.

She gently opened the door… Sumire was hanging. Hana tried everything she could to save her but she knew her attempts weren’t doing anything.

Sumire’s death killed Hana Miyuki, Hana was forced to find solace in Vanya… but something had snapped. Her parents decided to blame her for Sumire’s fate without any reason.

Hana killed them, both of them. She lived in a house with their rotting corpses and was surprised when a few days later, she was invited to a manor. She would go underneath the title of “Artist” and Vanya received an invitation letter as well.

The “Maid” and “Artist” headed to the manor, on their way there.. Vanya had realized just how much her friend had changed. Her beautiful and silky black hair was greasy and unkept, her pinkish gray eyes were dull and full of rage.

——

They arrived at the manor.

Hana was uneasy, she hated being around so many strangers now. She sat down at a dining table along with Vanya as that’s where all the people were.

They were met with curious faces and they felt everyone staring into their souls— but Hana recognized a familiar face. Edgar Valden, so that’s where you’ve gone.

She shot him a dirty glare and he looked back at her with pure shock.

#identity v #idv #identity v oc #idv oc #edgar valden #Spotify #nadeiscripts

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