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kte-alxxndr · 2 years

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"Here's the list you requested, Mr. Shelby." Tommy looks up from the paper his reading, in came the view of a girl smiling at him brightly.

"And you are?" He asks. It was the first time seeing her, someone who he didn't knew was bringing him important and confidential papers about the business.

The woman didn't like the question, she held the papers in arms tighter as she takes a step back looking down in slight embarrassment. The smile on her face fades as she nods in understanding. Polly sees her reaction and is annoyed by his nephew's actions, "For heavens sake Tommy, that's Y/N!" She scolds him. "She has been here for almost two weeks."

Tommy just kept quiet as he wasn't sure about the situation. He would certainly know if there was someone new working for him, especially to be his secretary. He just looks at Polly for an answer.

Polly was getting more annoyed, "Lizzie took leave remember? I hired Y/N to fill in the position 'till Lizzie comes back."

"Y/N eh? I think I know a girl with that name." Arthur says, he had seen her in the office a couple of times for the past week but the name came familiar to him.

"Y/N," John murmurs. "I'll remember a girl's name if she has a pretty face as yours." He then winks at her.

Y/N game a small smile and proceeds to leave the office. Arthur and John kept their eyes on her back causing Polly to roll her eyes and throwing her purse to the two. Tommy kept glaring at the door, he did remember Lizzie taking leave and Polly saying to hire a temporary secretary but he didn’t quite remember Y/N over the past two weeks that she had started working just as Polly said.

"Are you married?" Tommy ask one afternoon.

Y/N who was cleaning the table from the scattered papers in the conference room that a meeting was just held. She turns to her boss, startled by his question.

"No, Mr. Shelby." She answers his question. Tommy just nods his head and continues to smoke, it wasn't like him asking questions like that but as he saw that there wasn't a ring on her finger he just have to ask.

"Actually, I don't know sir." Y/N answers the question for a second time.

Something inside Tommy lighted, now he was curious. "Why is that?"

"I don't know if my fiancé still wants me." There was hurt in her smile and Tommy knew that there was truth in Y/N's words.

"Did he left?" He asks her again.

She nods her head, "And came back. But not the same person he was when he left."

"Nobody came home, Y/N. Nobody came home." He could understand the man, after all he died in France and the man who came home wasn't him anymore. "But that man of yours is a total arse if he won't marry you." He adds.

Her smile brightens and so did Tommy's mood lightens.

"Thank you, Mr. Shelby."

Over the next couple of weeks the entire office had become more lively as laughters could be heard, the air was light and wasn't too stiff, bright rays of the sun illuminates making the rooms more brighter and inviting.

Tommy couldn't care less of his employees personal life, he attends to his business and leaves without a care. He did spent the most of his times in his office than the Garrison, he didn't want to admit it but everyday he was looking forward to Y/N's, Good Morning Mr. Shelby, Thank you Mr. Shelby, Of course Mr. Shelby, Have a great day Mr. Shelby, or Take care Mr. Shelby. So all of his confusion was written on his face when Y/N presented her resignation letter one evening.

"Resigning?" It was obvious but he have to ask. He needed to hear it from her not to read it on some letter.

"Yes sir, Ms. Stark will be back tomorrow and this'll be my last day." Her words stood tall, she had already made up her mind.

"Please stay." He grab a hold of Y/N's hand as he pleads.

"I would love to sir, but I can't." She places her hand over his. "Personal reasons."

"I understand," he honestly do. "Will that man of yours marry you?"

"I don't think he will, Mr. Shelby." And with her answer, Tommy's eyes twinkle in delight and a smile upon his face.

"Then, can I see you Y/N?"

"I'd appreciate it if you would visit me first sir."

"Where do you live? I'll be sure to visit you everyday." Tommy leans as their faces just a short distance from touching.

"The cemetery."

"You live in the cemetery?"

"Is that weird?

"No Y/N. I think it's just fucking perfect." He cups her face as they shared their first kiss.

The next day, Tommy made his was to the cemetery with the flowers he bought in hand. There were houses nearby but he wasn't sure where she lives.

"Do you know someone named Y/N who lives near here?" He descided to ask a boy who was cleaning one of the tombstone.

The boy gives him a nod, a signal that he knows the person he was looking for. Tommy took a shilling from his pocket and gives it to the boy, "Take me to her."

The boy could believe his eyes, the money he was holding was probably the most he had ever made, he quickly stood and leads the way.

Meanwhile in the office, Lizzie was annoyed as she scans each side of the papers, making sure there wasn't any scribbles. "Why are there flower drawings on almost all of the papers?" Her question was for anyone who could hear.

"Y/N likes to draw them." Arthur says as he remembered a day when he saw her focused of drawing on one of the rejected letters.

Lizzie just looks at him blankly, she wasn't sure if Arthur was making things up. Polly then explains, "She was the temporary secretary we hired."

"Her name was Y/N?" Lizzie asks.

"Of course, her name was... Y/N..." Polly couldn't understand the feeling she just had. It was as if a weight was upon her chest as she attempted to say the girl's name.

"Polly, why did you hire a girl with the same name as Tommy's dead fiancée?"

"This is her sir. I know her because her name's the most beautiful of all." The boy says as he stops in front of a gravestone.

And at that moment, it was as if the clock had started to tick once again. Time was moving as fast as the memories keeps on crashing.

Polly couldn't stop her hand shaking as she sobbed, Arthur and John were holding back their tears.

Tommy clenched the flowers in his hand, everyone was angry at themselves because they didn't remember the girl that had spent an entire month with them.

Tommy didn't know what day it was. He didn't know what year it was. He didn't even know if it was night or day under those tunnels. But he did remember the day he received a letter from home.

Dear Thomas,

I am writing to inform you of a terrible news. My husband tells me that I shouldn't but I think you should know. At the last day of spring, our beloved Y/N left us. It was sudden and unexpected, but I know she is resting well with our maker. Come back home because I know that's what she wanted.

Lucy.

It was the letter that he burned as he didn't believed a word written on that paper. It was the day he wanted to get out of those tunnels and just run on the frontline. It was the day he wanted to die. To be buried in those tunnels or just shot dead. It was the day he denied everything. The day he denied that the love of his life was gone.

"I know your parents gave us their blessing, put I promise you Y/N, when I return I'll buy you the most expensive ring and I'll give you the wedding you deserve."

"Come back home to me, Tommy." Y/N caresses his face with all the love she had. "I'll be happy to marry you in the Garrison, as long as you just come back home to me."

What they didn't know that the kiss they shared that day of the departure was to be their last.

It was something no one could explain. No one knew what exactly happened. They all knew she was dead. They all knew her from when she was small. They all knew what he looked like. But they couldn't explain why they didn't remember her. It was as if their memories were reset, making her familiar but not known. The dead came back and lived amongst them.

"I came back home, Y/N. Just like I promised. I came back home."

"What happened to her sir?" The boy asks.

"She died."

Y/N L/N was founded dead on the morning in the last day of spring. It was Lucy, the house maid and the nanny to the L/N's children since who found her. She was found drowned on her own bathtub with white roses floating on the water; her favorite flowers.

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Note: That's it. That's the story. Please don't hate me.

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l1tw1ck · 2 years

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Reaping What You Sowed

The brat gets what he deserves

FTM!Ajax x Top!Male Reader

Request

Series: Let's Go Public!

Contains: Daddy Kink, Brat Taming, Spanking, Dom/Sub, Humiliation, Public Orgasm, Public Sex

Words: 1,033

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"How many times have I told you?" You sigh, giving Ajax a stern look.

"You're not giving me enough attention" He pouts.

"So your solution is to flirt with random people? I have half a mind to slap you right now."

"Then do it." He grins. You slap him, making a glaring red bruise on his cheek. He stumbles back, his grin not faltering.

"Strip then sit on the bed." You order.

"Already horny for me?" He pulls his shirt over his head, making a show of it and groping his chest.

"Don't start." You cross your arms. "Strip, don't play around."

Ajax rolls his eyes and laughs, pulling the rest of his clothes off before sitting down on the bed.

You walk over and spread his legs apart. "You're such an attention whore." You spank his wet cunt.

"Ah~" Ajax shivers.

You spank it again. "Apologize."

He moans. "Daddy~~"

"Apologize you dumb slut." You spank his cunt again.

"M' sor- sorry~"

You hit it again. "For what?"

"Fo- for flirting with a stranger...and for not listening to you."

You sigh. "Gonna listen to me now?"

"Maybe." He smiles.

"You never learn, do you?" You shake your head and walk to the bedside table, opening the first drawer and taking out a dildo. You walk back to Ajax and and stuff it into his cunt.

"No...I want your cock, please, I'm sorry. I'll listen to you now." Ajax frowns.

You laugh. "Are you kidding me? No, you're not getting what you want, you dumb cock loving whore." You grab his underwear and pull it up. "Get dressed."

"Come on! I'm sorry, okay?"

"I'm not asking you. Get dressed." You look at him sternly. Ajax pouts and puts his clothes on. "We're going out. I have some things I need to buy."

"C'mon comrade, how many times do I have to apologize? Please don't make me go out like this."

"Too bad it's not up to you. Don't lag behind." You put on a hoodie, already having an idea of how this'll turn out.

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You walk with Ajax to the store down the road, the dildo in his pussy making him unbelievably horny.

"Can we take a break- nngh- at least?" Ajax looks at you with pleading eyes.

"No. You reap what you sow."

"Daddy, I'm sorry, I'll do anything. I promise I won't do it again." Ajax pulls on your shirt.

You stop and turn to him. "Yeah? You'll do anything?"

Ajax nods eagerly.

"Then walk."

He whines, trying not to moan as the two of you walk to the store.

While you're walking to into an aisle, Ajax leans into your ear and whispers. "Daddy, I'm about to come.."

"Go ahead." You smirk. Ajax bites his lip, covering his mouth as each step pushes him close to an orgasm.

With one final step, Ajax squirts in the middle of the aisle, looking around in embarrassment.

"Aw, baby, did you have an accident?" You mock him.

"Please, can we leave now?"

"Sure." You take your hoodie off and wrap it around Ajax's waist. "Nobody will ever know. Well, that is if you don't let them see the inside of your pants."

Ajax grabs your arm and brings you to the cash register. He didn't realize it earlier since he was too focused on the dildo in his cunt, but you bought him a new pair of pants, giving him some relief.

"Eh, guess we'll get the other stuff next time." You place your items on the conveyor belt and wait for the cashier to ring up your stuff. Ajax keeps his legs close together, impatiently waiting.

"Have a nice day." The cashier smiles.

Before you can reply, Ajax drags you outside and brings you to the back of an old building. "Please, at least fuck me." He leans against the wall, unzipping his pants.

"You're precious." You rub his cheek with your thumb. "I suppose you've learned your lesson now?"

"Yes, I promise I'll be good." Ajax nods. You take your hoodie and have Ajax wear it before pulling his pants off. You move him up against the wall, his legs barely touching the ground.

You take the dildo out of Ajax slowly and put it in a ziplock bag. "Don't be loud, okay?" You pull your pants down and take your hard cock out.

Ajax nods, covering his mouth as you push into him. He grins behind his hand, happy you're finally fucking him.

You bite his neck, thrusting into him slowly. Ajax whines but doesn't say anything, knowing you'll scold him for it. Your biting turns to licking, dragging your tongue from his neck and up to his ear. "Dirty slut." You whisper, making Ajax shiver.

"M' a dirty slut.." He repeats.

"That's right, Jax, you're a dirty little slut that's hungry for cock." You bite the outer part of his ear.

"For your cock." He corrects.

You hum, turning him around and letting him stand on the ground. You bend him over and fuck him at a faster and harder pace.

Ajax covers his mouth back up but it's not enough to muffle his moans. You spank his ass, making him mewl.

"Can't even keep your voice down." You chuckle quietly.

"'S too go- good~"

"I'll let it go this time." You grab his hips and fuck him more aggressively.

Ajax bites his lip, moaning as your dick abuses his poor cunt. The two of you ignore the possibility of getting caught, only focusing on yourselves and each other.

Ajax rolls his eyes back, grinning and repeating the word 'yes' over and over as he feels his peak approaching.

"'M gonna come, baby." You groan.

"Me- me too~!" Ajax comes before you, looking back at you with a fucked out expression. "Co- come in my pu- pussy please~!"

You bite your lip, thrusting unevenly as you come inside him. "Mmh-"

Ajax feels arousal pooling in his stomach from seeing your face while you come, making him want to go another round.

"You want more?" You raise an eyebrow, you can always tell what his expressions mean.

He nods.

"You think you deserve it?"

Ajax pouts. "Please?"

"Fine." You smile.

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henkoukazue · 1 year

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Meeting you was a Blessing...

Summary: When polar opposites meet, everything becomes chaotic. Does coexisting will be just fine…. or rather much more difficulty?? We'll never know unless…

WC: 5.0k (not quite edited tho, and this will be quiet long so ready some snacks and tissues if needed ehe~)

Type: ONESHOT

Pairings: Alhaitham x Fem!Reader (*and slight Cynari<3)

Warnings: MDNI 18+, NSFW, suggestive/explicit content, possible mentions of SH (slightly??), Trauma (reader), Panic and Anxiety Attacks, Mild Depression, (...will add some after i complete this or y'all can give me suggestions huehuehue)

Tags: Alhaitham x Fem!Reader, Fluff, Smut, Angst kinda heavy??, miscommunication?, established relationship, slow burn (unsure), arranged pairing, mutual pinning, crack!fic, marriage (at fisrt you agreed to marry him bcs of your parents and... "of his high salary and stable job" but...), whipped!Alhaitham, slightly jealous!Alhaitham??, modern au (kinda.. idk), Kaveh and the other Sumeru boys and girls cameo, exploratory ff, might be ooc on the latter (yes.... I'm talking abt Haitham here BASHAHSHASHA idk tho, not sure)

a/n: This is my first time doing something like this and idk if this'll be successful, but I'm just doing this for fun and also like a stress-reliever (abt stuffs from school & at home😭😭 ....GOSHH i hate it here /jk) lmaoo and this is kinda like a self-indulgement ff sorry abt that I guess... I hope you all will also enjoy my writing. TYSMM!!🖤💚 ouhh and also, bfr I forgot, English isn't my first language sooo~ if there's any mistakes or errors lemme know my cinnamons <3

>> and also 'here' is a dabble of their domestic life awiee enjoy!!

There was a point in your life when you fantasized about having or being in a romantic relationship with someone, but... you learned through time that love isn't the only thing in the world. You relished the freedom and independence that came with discovering yourself. A soft sigh left your lips ‘It felt like ecstasy being out of the cage,’ you mumbled. Walking down the streets of Sumeru city, you spotted your closest pals since college. There were Candace, Nilou, Dehya, and Tighnari.

Candace noticed you and waved softly, saying, 'Looky here, our bachelorette is here!' Little chuckles escaped their lips. 'Heh, what are you guys talking about and giggling there?' you pouted and hugged them behind their back. You noticed your friend Tighnari blushing, looking at his phone and you inquired, "Eyy, are you and Cyno going out now?" eyes sparkled, and the others turned to look at him. He smiled nervously, then said 'Uhh yes, we are now officially going out now, but, please don't announce it to others yet. It's pretty embarrassing,' he says, straining his eyes shut. You were surprised that they were going out now, and the girls were as well, so you guys cheered 'Congratulations!!' ' to your best friend Tighnari, gaily.

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You and your friends now bid farewell to each other. Now alone, a sudden call from your parents came. 'Uhm, hello? Mom, Dad? ' you answered. 'Why hello our dear sweetheart, have you found a man you'll mar----' your father interrupted what your mother was about to say 'Uhh hahahaha my, don't worry about that my child.' clears throat 'How are you doing now? ' He expressed concern. You let out a sigh. 'Oh, I'm doing well and.... You no longer need to be concerned. I'm an adult now, and I have a great job, even though I'm still living in that leased apartment'. 'Ohh, I see,' your father said, before the call fell silent. 'Darling—-' you cut off the phone before your mother begins to whinge about your love life once more (if you ever have...).

When you got closer to the apartment, you noticed your friend Tighnari's flower shop, where he and his lover Cyno were all lovey-dovey, and a faint smile slipped your lips. But after a minute, you felt a sharp pain in your chest, you came to a halt and sighed heavily. 'Man... I shouldn't be feeling this,' you said as you resumed your walk.

Now that you're inside the apartment, exhausted and sluggish, you just throw yourself in bed. 'I guess I'll go visit them and consider about that marriage they're talking about, and blah blah,' you muttered, closing your eyes shut. Dawn arrived, feeling the beams of sunshine on your face, you got up and started your just-so-normal daily routine and headed to work.

After an hour of dedicating yourself to your job, you rewarded yourself with some sweets and a cup of coffee at Puspa Café, which is also pretty close to your place. Knowing you as a regular, the owner immediately listed your orders and awaits you if you ever want to add something. 'Well then, mister, I'd like to take out some of your freshly made Padisarah pudding!' you said warmly. The owner then chuckled and said, 'All right, dear, your order is on its way!' Then motioning his hands a kind-of-salute gesture.

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While you were leaving the café, you noticed that your phone was not in your purse, and as you looked around, you observed an ashen-haired man motioning something with his hand and muttering something. 'Miss! Miss! I believe this is your phone.' …..

'Miss umm, here, your phone,' he said slowly, motioning his palm over your face. You shook your head, 'Ohh! Ahh yes, thank you very much.' you nodded modestly and bid farewell to the man. 'Yes, you're welcome,' he mumbled under his breath, watching you with his bright teal eyes motioning out of the café.

It's that time of year again, summer. Because of that one phone conversation, you decided to pay a visit to your parents' house. 'Ughh, seriously, your mother? Why can't she leave you be? You're all good now and doing great, the fu---,' Dehya exclaimed, only to be cut off by a piece of bread Nilou shoved into her mouth. 'This woman! Aish,' Nilou sighed and glaring at Dehya with an expression saying 'What? What did I do wrong?'. Candace and you both laughed..... 'Well, then, what can I do? They're old and such, I assume they're simply worried about me.' Candace and Nilou gave you a pitying glance.

You were apprehensive about your journey to your parents' house because you knew your mother would nag you all day and all night about how you didn't have a relationship. As you arrived at the front door, you were debating whether to knock or go back when your father abruptly opened the door. '..... Oh. Ohh! Dear, goodness you're here. How's the trip?' He hugged you and you just plainly stated 'Well, it's summer and I'm on a break, so I decided to pay a visit since…. It's been a long time... I suppose?' an awkward silence filled the doorway.

The only thing that broke the silence was your mother clapping her hands. 'Hey, the two of you come on over here now, and how's the trip, my darling, how about a boyfriend?' You gave her a deadpan expression, indicating that 'Please, just shut up, I'm tired!' to only earn a small chuckle from the elderly man, your father.

Sitting at the dining table, memories of the past came rushing. You recall how this home and its people made you feel horrible as a youngster, how they used to control and mistreat you. You smiled bitterly at the memory. While you didn't notice it, your father, looking at you and clenched his fist under the table and kept saying, 'I'm so sorry, my dear,' who knows how many times. Breaking the awkwardness, your mother started. 'So, would you mind if we do an arrange pairing?' You shoot your heads up and look at your father and mother to only mutter, 'What?'

After some minutes have passed, your mother smiles, 'Well isn't it why you came here too?' …..your mother isn't wrong. You cleared your throat, 'Yes. I'm also here to discuss that arranged pairing and marriage thing you're so eagerly asking me for.'

A month later, a matchmaker was dispatched to your place, accompanied by your parents. Still can't process what is happening, although you agreed to it that you’ll do the arrange pairing, you let them in.

The session was then initiated by the matchmaker. She asked you quite numerous questions, and some of those were; 'What do you wish for in your life to be my dear?' gently staring at you... 'I want a tranquil life where I can exhibit my independence, value space from each other, and the partner who will be partnered with me is also committed,' you gulped, ending with a shaky voice. The old lady giggled softly and delicately wrote it down on her vintage paper. Then she again asked another one, 'What is the thing that interests you the most?....it might be from the past or currently.' She smiled again, assuring you to be true to yourself. 'I-- I like books and anything that I think is very valuable,' you looked down, turning pinkish-red. The old matchmaker then pursues you to say it. You inhale, regain your confidence, and continue, 'I also adore deep sea creatures...... if that makes sense.' you awkwardly smiled. She then resumed her writing.

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You hurriedly go towards the elderly matchmaker and, of course, your parents, as usual. You grumble in a low tone upon seeing them. The matchmaker then motions with her hands for you to enter the room and address the matter, but this time your parents are not present, so you feel relieved.

You noticed the man standing near the furniture set reading something about literature after slightly opening the door. He then noticed your presence and politely nodded, as you do so too. The matchmaker then instructs the two of you and tells you what topics you will be discussing before leaving.

'Oh, um... Hello, pleasure to meet you,' you said as you extended your hand in a handshake. The man then accepted it and said, ‘Same here, I'll be in your care then, my partner?’ Your body became stiff by hearing his voice. He then felt your hands stiff, so he released your hands gently and said, 'Are you alright?’ looking straight at you with eyes which remained neutral. You, startled by his stare, so you shifted your sight to the window and murmured something. Him the observant he is, noticed you again but didn't do anything and let you be. He's not sure as to why he gave in to his deceased grandmother's will that at that age, he'll go to meet a matchmaker and be paired to the person he'll remain for the rest of his life, love, and cherish him.

A day turned into a week, a week turned into months, and then those months turned into a year. Now, him helping you move out to his house, you asked midway at the entrance door. 'Umm, about the wedding ceremony, when was it again?' looking at him neutrally, like you have no any interest in it whatsoever. 'Hm, I think it will be expected 8 weeks from now?' He looks up at the sky, then yours. '..... Alright, do you have any guests you'll have invited? Moreover our wedding will only take place in the government office.' He looked at you blankly for a few seconds before saying, 'No. I don't,' he says as he walks inside….

The time then has come, the two of you then recited your vows and filled out the papers prepared by the clerk for both of you and your parents. Of course, no honeymoon occurred; instead, you and him organized some of your belongings and the entire house now that it is occupied by two people.

After three years of marriage, you've gotten used to each other's habits and company. He occasionally notices you dancing while cooking and humming a song, noting mentally that you're having a nice day, just to elicit a small genuine smile, noticing it and contemplating at himself why he did that.

You also had the impression that someone was watching you from behind while you were cooking, so you stopped whenever you noticed your husband's presence in the kitchen or when he took a sip of his coffee nearby.

'.......' sips coffee, 'What are you cooking?' he said. Startled by the man you yelped and said in return, 'You! You almost gave me a heart attack there! Ohh, I'm cooking Sabz Meat Stew, the one you said is your favorite.... yes?' only to receive a blank expression from the man and one brow slightly raised. 'Hmm~ okey.' then leaves the room.

You pondered, 'Huh? The hell??'

Alhaitham grumbled after he woke from his peaceful slumber. He recalled that he had a job today. He then got up lazily and looked back at the bed to only see you snoring (not that loud), although from the looks of him, he thinks you are cute.

As usual, he didn't feel tired or anything in his office corner, but it was quickly shattered by his senior approaching him, and a former housemate, Kaveh, the star of the firm, renowned as the passionate designer with exquisite taste in arts and romance. Alhaitham scoffed, 'What?' glaring at the platinum-blonde haired man. 'Ugh, save that glare for later, will you!?' Kaveh exclaimed. Putting a bunch of papers at his desk. 'Here. This needs to be approved today so do it now, alright?' The man earned a minute of silence, then Alhaitham spoke up, 'Alright then. Now go.' Kaveh, being used to his antics responded, 'Bah! Alright, alright I'll go now~'

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'Great. Now I can have peace,' Alhaitham whispered as he walked to the nearest café in the company. He then spotted Puspa Café and, shortly after, he noticed you with your friends. But he didn't approach you, he simply chose to observe you from afar.

After finishing your job at the library, Tighnari, your friend, messaged something at your group chat, saying that 'Guys, I'll have you all meet my boyfriend today, of course if you guys are free.' You smiled at your phone and waited for others to reply, then you saw Nilou's message, 'Yes we are all free today, where do you want us all to meet up? ^^ .' You then added, 'Me too, just concluded my work.'

You met Dehya first and welcomed her after all of you agreed to meet at Puspa Café. As is typical, Dehya has always tried on make-up with you and the girls since your college years, as she is doing just now, claiming boredom while waiting for the others. After a few minutes, you two noticed the other three and waved your hands where you were seated. 'Eyy, Tighnari, where has your boyfie gone? 'Dehya said. 'Hahah, Dehya, wait a minute, I'll go fetch him outside,' the man said as he ran out of the café.

After a minute of waiting, you and the girls see a tanned man joyfully conversing with Tighnari, all lovey-dovey. 'Yuck,' muttered Dehya in another hand. ‘I wish I was too sheesh, good for them I guess?' She shrugged, glancing at us, only to get a nudge at her side from Nilou. 'Oof-- the hell?'

Tighnari then waved and exclaimed, 'Guys! This is my boyfriend Cyno. Hope you all will be well acquainted with each other! ' smiled. Nilou approached Cyno first and enthusiastically handed him a handshake adding, 'I am very delighted for the two of you, that you are now officially going out!' Cyno then nodded and chuckled. ‘Thank you~’ said Cyno. Candace and you then bestow your blessings on the pair. Finally, there came Dehya, who looked at them with critical eyes. 'Hey, is there something wrong?' Tighnari said, tapping Dehya on the shoulder. Then Dehya looks at them both. 'No, nothing. I'm just happy for the two of you. But. BUT! If you Cyno--' pointing her index finger at his chest, 'I won't forgive you, okay? Don’t hurt my bestie.' Then Cyno chuckled and said, 'Heh, you can trust me lady,' and grinned silly at her.

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Your husband was observing you guys from the other side of the café when he noticed a familiar figure. Slowly closing his eyes. Not sure whether he's seeing things correctly, but after repeating it a few times, he seemed astonished (although, actually kind of shocked lol). He then tried to go in your direction, only to be halted by his senior. 'Ugh...' Alhaitham exclaimed in his mind.

'Alhaitham!! I've been looking at you everywhere in the office. Remember how you agreed to have lunch with me today? You also said that someone's cooking delicious food for y----!!' Alhaitham then shoved his hands in his colleague’s mouth to show how annoying Kaveh is to him. He sought to hide somewhere when he noticed your presence approaching him. And silly Kaveh, left there standing, questioning what the hell is going on with his junior.

Alhaitham returned to your shared house and discovered that the lights were turned off and the room was chilly. Traversing the living room, he noticed a loud thud in your shared bedroom on the second floor. When he arrived, he noticed you weeping and.... you have a cut on your wrist that seems to be quite deep.

He embraced you ever so delicately as if you were about to crumble at any minute, trying to calm you down before asking any questions. Hearing your sobs go down, he then caresses your locks.... very soft locks. Didn't have the time to question what happened seeing you calming down and noticing you about to fall asleep in his embrace, he carefully lifts you up and places you on the bed. Looking at you, his heart breaking as he saw your state, he got up and cleaned and bandaged your wrist wounds.

—

Morning came, you noticed something on your hands. It was your husband, Haitham. You were taken aback by the sight, carefully releasing his calloused hands, which were securely entwined with yours. You were startled by your husband's unexpected motion and questioned, 'Uhh.... What- what happened?' face turning pale, smiling awkwardly.

'........., well aren't you the one who needs explaining here? My wife?' eyes widened by the sudden call of a familiar address. You gazed at his eyes, dazed, still taking in what he had just spoken. He softly bumped his forehead on yours, while you, bobbing your mouth open and closed. 'Take your time, anytime you are ready, my wife.' Again, your eyes widening, oblivious to a torrent of tears exiting your gorgeous eyes. You wept incessantly and were put back to sleep.

Alhaitham then began informing your coworkers at the library that you will be absent today due to you not feeling well… called Cyno to inform Tighnari and some of your friends.

You were back at work a few weeks after that event. Your coworkers begin to wonder who the man who contacted them that day was and what your relationship was with him. You ignored their queries and just stated, 'Enough of this chit-chat, remember we're at work, keep it for later,' before continuing to arrange the shelves. Quite embarrassed, you asked the Chief Librarian if it was okay to take your leave early today. The elderly then kindly nodded and waved you goodbye.

—

Alhaitham is waiting outside the library. He then glanced at Cyno and said, '.... What exactly do you want to know? ' while he was reading his book. Cyno, on the other hand, peered at him for a few minutes before saying something. 'I've been meaning to ask you this question, Alhaitham.... My lover claimed they didn't know you, and his friends wanted to know what your relationship is with her.' declared unequivocally.

'I-- we are married.... that is all I have to say.' Then continue reading where he last left. Cyno was taken aback, his mouth agape slightly, by what he heard from the man who is reputed to be distant, intellectual, dislikes small talk, and is difficult to engage with. '.... Cyno, please stop being so animated, you're not funny.' he said flatly, without glancing at the tanned man. 'I know you're joking. It was a great one, but—-' ,Cyno utter, only to be cut short by an impending disaster that Alhaitham despised oh so much (lmao sorry my bbg).

It was none other than Kaveh, his senior.

'Hey! What are you two talking about leaving me for? 'Kaveh remarked, not entirely aware of the very kind-of-awkward situation happening at the moment. ‘Huh? What?’

You, on the other hand, witnessed the scene. Ears turning flushed pink. 'What? WHAAAT!?? 'You exclaimed in the back of your mind as you walked straight to where your husband was, Haitham.

'My~ hello there Cyno.' you stated, smile feeling forced. '.... Oh. Ahh! Hello.' he nodded and glanced at you and Alhaitham, dazed. Kaveh, taking in what is going on. 'OHH!! Wait, wait, wait, wait!! ' shooting a surprised and uncharacteristic kind of glare at Alhaitham. Kaveh trying to connect the dots as to why you, a very beautiful— no, ethereal lady— would marry this man whose only interests are books and knowledge.

Two men are astonished by what is happening right now. Alhaitham then smoothly held your hands and excused, 'Uhh, apologies but me and my wife have to go now.... Bye.' walking out their way, the two men stilled on that very spot, gaze following you both, mouth twain agape.

The next day, you were greeted by your friends at the front door.

Flabbergasted by Candace by abruptly holding your shoulders and shaking you, 'Waaaaah our- our baby is married! Since when? AAAAA!!' Dehya in the back restrains her snickers since it's uncharacteristic of Candace. Then you gaze at Nilou, tears welling up in her beautiful blue-ocean eyes.

'Uhmm, I--' stopped by Dehya, 'NO! Let us in first.' then eyeing every corner of the house, finding where your said husband is. '..... My husband isn't here. He's at work right now.' Suddenly Dehya turns around and runs in your direction, exclaiming, 'Whaaat!? You're not lying, are you?' gasped loudly and animatedly. Nilou and Candace both chuckled at her sudden reaction.

—

You and your friends were seated at the sofa. Calmly explaining what and how it happened, then there's Dehya asking. 'Sooo, did you guys do it?' The other two women were stunned by what Dehya said, and Nilou responded, 'Sorry about that,' she smiled at you and smacked Dehya on the head.

You gave a forced smile and responded, 'Heheh, however we did not. And we don't even have feelings for one other...' you gaze down, a familiar aching in your chest welling up. Nilou notices it and pats your back. 'Actually.... I- I think I have feelings for my husband, however..... I think if I say it to him and announce it, he'll be appalled by the concept.' Tears well up in your lovely eyes. The females listened to you and offered words of sympathy.

—

When night fell, you were alone, waiting for Alhaitham. Thoughts from a while ago flooded your head, and thinking about them just made you feel upset again. So you went to your shared bedroom, covering your mouth to prevent sobs from escaping your soft lips, duvet covering you.

Alhaitham was drained after working overtime, now on his way home. He sluggishly put his shoes on the rack. Afterwards starts waltzing to find you and notices the bedroom door is slightly ajar. Alhaitham heed the quilt trembling; he then patted it. You, startled, you stopped moving and tried to make your voice not too strained from crying. 'Ohh! Welcome home Haitham. I'm sorry I wasn't able to cook for you, I wasn't feeling well.' Then the next thing that happened is that silence fell upon the room.

'........ Umm, Haitham?' you said still under the quilts. You tried to peek since you weren't receiving any reaction.

Alhaitham, being the person he is, saw an opportunity as you attempted to peek, a small smile escaped his lips. 'What are you doing? Hiding there and all.' looking at you with an unreadable expression. You gasped by the sudden touch at your hands by his. Flailing from his iron grip, but can't unfortunately, you accept defeat.

'I have a question.... and I'd want to say something to you.' Upon hearing that, your thoughts are clouded with pessimism, and you begin to wonder what he is going to say. Him observing your figure under the quilts, shaking. Without any further ado he started, 'I know you didn't want this kind of life, and that…. your parents made you do it..' He sighs, then says faintly, 'but—' suddenly a sob escapes your trembling lips. Surprised by it, you swiftly cover your mouth.

Alhaitham reacted quickly, pulling the quilts down to see you weeping uncontrollably. When he saw you in that state. His heart were shattered into pieces seeing you in that condition.... He hates it, he hates seeing you cry.

He daintily wiped your tears away and kissed you on the temples and next your forehead, also cupping your cheeks. You, on the contrary, are at a loss for words, mustering the confidence to speak up, 'Hait—-!!!' a quick sweet kiss pressed against your plump lips.

'Ahh!' You gasped, both lips parted, and the expression on his face was lustrous, though he kept the neutrality in it. The abrupt realization of what is happening causes your cheeks to heat up. 'Ahhn, Haitham! AH!... Wait, no, please!' squirming out of his towering figure.

—

Hands began to trace your contours, as if in adoration. Alhaitham then pulls your skirt's waistband...... and then your undergarment. A moan left your now swollen lips from the kiss as you felt his cold fingers under your skin. The ashen-haired man grins, the hue of his eyes darkening by the second.

'Hah~ Ah! ahh.... Nghh.. Haitham.' you looking at him eyes half-lidded. The gaze you gave him drove him over the edge. He couldn't wait any longer, so he began to slip his digit into your aching folds. 'AHHH! ' left your quivering lips, body trembling from his penetrating satisfaction. The way you called him in your angelic voice has skewed his judgment.

The unexpected stretch made your honeypot tighten even harder as he inserted another two of his digits. 'Hah~ so good for me.' Alhaitham can't contain his smirk from making you feel good. He then began to pace his digits faster, motioning where you felt the most ecstasy. Mind becomes hazy, don't know what is right and wrong. 'Hahh, please....' you said ‘I- I want it inside.. AHH!.. nghh mn... of me now.' The thrill has caused your eyes to close.

Alhaitham drew away, as if taking mercy on your predicament, or perhaps his desperation had reached its limit. Tears welled up in your eyes as he positioned his length with your thirsting cunt. He slowly pushes it inside then outside of your sobbing cunt. 'Aghh! S- so tight and... hah~ warm.' You can hear him growl near your ears, feeling the closeness and warmth of each other's bodies.

Shaky hands grasped their lover's toned back. A growl broke from his chest as he dove into your arms, his length thrusting completely into you. 'OH!' you mewled out from the stretch of his length, nails digging at his back and his shoulder blades.

Alhaitham feeling your walls clenched violently at his length, merciless pistons and teases your cunt with slow and deep thrusts. Nothing interrupted the pistoning of his hips as he fucked you through your orgasm. Slapping of skins and the thick musky scent of your both filthy actions filling the room.

Feeling the knot in your stomach starting to form, you attempted to move your hips only to be halted by Alhaitham's unrelenting grasp on your thighs and hips. When he became aware of your foreboding knot, he drew his length out at your sobbing folds. Holding your thighs up, positioning unto his shoulders, he started to lick the honeypot that was presented to him.

‘Ah-hh ahh~’ Alhaitham kept slurping all those liquids out. You whined loudly at him, vocalizing your exhaustion, as you felt his warm breath on your folds and his tongue tease ruthlessly.

‘.... no.’ Left his mouth. 'Huh?' You exclaimed, your consciousness beginning to waver. '....... I'm not done yet.' hazy scarlet eyes, now noticeable.

—

His pace was suddenly much faster, harder, and deeper. You clung on to dear life by strengthening your grip on his shoulder blades and your thighs on his enticing hips. He bit at your delicate neck, feeling his locks in your neck, as he neared your release and his. Squelching noises and moans filled the entire room once more. Eyes now rolling back from the overwhelming pleasure, back arching, mind went blank, limbs were limp, and nerves fried.

Alhaitham panting steadily at your shoulders, length still buried inside. You felt him stir, straining against the bed to unpin you from his frame, after a few more coarse pants and feverish breaths. ‘Hnn~ ahh-h… Hahh~’ you utter.

Pulling out his length, you could feel a thick string of mixed slick connecting through his tip and to your hole.

Your consciousness started to drift for real amidst the exhaustion you two had experienced a while ago. Alhaitham then shifted gently your sleeping form to the side, covered you with quilts, and walked out of the room.

As you awoke, you felt a sharp ache in your chest. When you tried to move your numb body, tears began to stream from your eyes, and then it turned into loud choked sobs.

Alhaitham was sipping coffee in the living room when he heard you weeping. He dashed into your shared bedroom and held you with great care, assisting you to sit up at the edge of the bed. He holds your hands softly and gently strokes the back of your palms, you still crying.

He inquired as to whether you were in pain or experiencing breathing difficulties, only for you to look away from his concerned gaze. Alhaitham felt that pang in his chest again, and after overcoming his guilt, he asked you again what you wanted.... him suddenly remembering, that you like your personal space. You didn't even spare a glance at him, just straight up responded, 'I- I.....' you then started to cry uncontrollably again.

—

His warmth in your hands disappeared, and his blurry figure walked out of the room. It makes you feel hopeless, but then he returns a minute later. You asked about seeing the shining thing on his palm, '.....what- What is that?' with a lethargic tone of speaking.

Alhaitham then queried with a breathy sigh; despite the fact that you can't see his face well due to your tears, you can tell he's nervous. '.... This.... is a wedding ring.' Your eyes widened as you looked up at him. He grinned now that he had your attention, you looking at him. 'I want to be your husband, not just legally, but also until we grow old and witness our child have a blissful life.'

'........ Wahh!? 'Not knowing what to say in response, you tried to move and hug (??) him, only to stumble. Yet in a breath of the wind, he caught your numb naked body. You then began to cry again at his embrace, nodding enthusiastically. 'Yes, yes! I- I'll marry you and make you my lawfully married husband and life partner… I do!!' You exclaimed, tears streaming down your cheeks, the man earning a smile from you ear to ear.

Truth be told, the sight was very silly because your clothings were all over the floor and your mattress was a mess. Yet, love triumphs when two individuals declare their adoration for one other.

Fin.

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s/n: huaaah~!! now that it's finished i can now rest heheh :'D also hope you all enjoyed my fic,, and sorry again for the errors & everything. bahh! this was really hard to do (although it just took me 2 days😑lol), my brain was really jagged making this heuhusehu.. well that's all for now and the drabble for this will be updated who knows when (very soon) >v^)//✨✨

QUICK NOTE...!! QUICK NOTE! QUICK NOTE!!! yep this fic (some parts) were rushed, i'm very very sorry abt that fr and judgements or criticism even are accepted, feel free ;-) i take it as advice to further improve my writing skills, vocab and such tysmm!!

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dialovers-translations · 1 year

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Diabolik Lovers CHAOS LINEAGE ー Subaru [Heaven Scenario]

ー The scene starts in the hallway of the Sakamaki manor

Yui: ( Uu...I can hear the storm raging outside. )

( I got scared and instinctively came to Subaru-kun's room but I wonder if he's even awake? )

*Knock knock*

Yui: Subaru-kun, are you awake?

Subaru: ...What do you want at this hour?

Yui: I'm sorry. But I'd really appreciate it if you could let me in...

*Rustle*

Yui: Kyah!?

ー Subaru opens the door

Subaru: Oi, whatcha screamin' for? Don't tell me you're scared of the thunder?

Yui: Y-Yeah. I am. That's why I want to be with you...

Subaru: You're such a scaredy cat. This sort of this has you pissin' your pants?

Yui: I mean, I can't help it.

Subaru: Guess I have no other choice. Come on in.

Yui: Yeah. Thanks.

ー The scene shifts to Subaru's room

*Rumble rumble*

Yui: Quite the weather we're having today. I feel as if it keeps on getting worse...

I wonder if this'll end well? It looks as if the window will shatter any second.

Subaru: It's not that bad. Stop worryin' so much.

Yui: But...

Subaru: I'm right here, see? But you're scared regardless?

Yui: ...No, I'm not scared when you're with me.

Subaru: ...! I see.

Yui: Subaru-kun...? Are you flustered, perhaps?

Subaru: Fuck off! I'm not! Stop starin' at my face!

*FLASH*

*Crash*

Yui: Eek...!

Subaru: What? Seems like you're still scared after all.

Yui: I mean, I didn't expect the thunder to be this loud...

Subaru: So I just gotta make it so you can't hear the thunder anymore, huh?

Yui: Eh? Yeah, I'd be very grateful if you could but...

Subaru: Come on, scoot this way. I'll give you special permission to get inside of here.

Yui: Inside of here...You mean your coffin!?

Subaru: Yeah. It's completely soundproof to the point where you can't hear the rain or wind at all, so feel free to use it.

Yui: ...Yeah, thanks, Subaru-kun.

ー Yui glances at the coffin

Yui: ( His kindness really shows in the way he'll look out for me despite his rough personality... )

( But the inside of a coffin is pretty narrow and dark, isn't it? )

( I feel as if having to get inside of here all alone will be scary in its own way... )

Subaru: ...What? Why are you looking back and forth between me and the coffin?

If you've got somethin' to say, then tell me.

Yui: ( It's a little too embarrassing to ask him to join me so...I can't bring myself to say that. )

( But I'm sure I'd feel much more reassured if he were with me. )

Subaru: ...

Aah! That's fuckin' unfair! Don't gimme that kinda look!

Yui: Eh? What kind of look?

Subaru: You know...The way you're lookin' at me right now!

Fine! You want me to join you in there, don't you?

Yui: Eh? You don't mind?

Subaru: I just offered it myself, didn't I!? Don't make me repeat myself a million times.

Yui: That'd be incredibly reassuring. Thank you, Subaru-kun!

Subaru: No need to make such a big deal out of it, is there...?

Come on, get in. God, you're such a handful.

Yui: Fufu, pardon me.

ー The two of them get inside his coffin

Subaru: How's that? A lil' better?

Yui: Yeah! This coffin really is amazing.

I think I understand why you like spending time in here so much now.

Subaru: Guess so.

Yui: The soundproof walls are remarkable as well. When you put on the lid, you actually can't hear anything anymore.

Subaru: Duh. Whose coffin do you think this is?

Yui: ( It really puts me at ease. So quiet and cozy... )

( But that's mostly because Subaru-kun here with me. )

( This is bliss. I'm no longer afraid of the rain or the thunder. )

( Fufu, it's almost hard to believe that I was so anxious earlier, cowering in fear at even the slightest sound. )

Hey, Subaru-kun.

Subaru: What?

Yui: It's surprisingly comfortable inside a coffin.

Subaru: Right? I optimized its comfort after all.

I didn't just consider how sturdy it'd have to be, but I thought very hard about the interior as well.

I chose an upholstery which would allow one to lie down for several days on end without it putting strain on the body. The softness of the fabric shouldn't disappoint either.

Yui: ( He's being unusually elated. I guess he really puts a lot of thought into his coffin. It's kind of cute. )

*Rustle*

Subaru: Oi, are you listenin'?

Yui: Ah, my bad, I spaced out. What did you say?

Subaru: ...No, it's nothin'.

Yui: ...?

What has gotten into him all of a sudden? He turned away...

Subaru: I said it's nothin', 'kay?

Yui: Nothing? ...Ah!

( I only just noticed that when inside this coffin, we're naturally huddled up together and our faces are close to each other as well... )

( Did he perhaps look away because he got embarrassed? )

Subaru: ...Ugh.

Yui: Subaru-kun, are you perhaps...?

Subaru: L-Let's call it a day already! This coffin is very comfortable to sleep in as well, you know!? I'm sure you'll be able to sleep soundly.

Yui: ...Yeah. You're right.

( He's going to sleep already? ...I feel a little sad. )

( I would have liked to chat for a little longer now that it's just the two of us.... )

I'm sorry, were you actually about to go to bed?

Subaru: Not really. I wasn't, but...

What's your problem? You can no longer hear the thunder, right? But you still can't sleep?

Yui: No, I just thought this was a good opportunity to talk a bit longer.

Is that too much to ask?

Subaru: ...

Yui: Subaru-kun...

Subaru: ...

Yui: ...

*Rustle*

Subaru: Ahー God. What's your problem? Stop starin' at me like that!

Yui: Eh!? I'm surprised you could tell while facing the other way?

Subaru: Your gaze is bothering me. I can't sleep like this.

Oi, Yui!

Yui: Eh? Ah, yes!

Subaru: Just how defenseless are you, cuddlin' up to a guy in a confined space like this?

You really need to start bein' a little more aware of potential dangers! How many times have I already told you this!?

*Rustle*

Yui: Ah...What has gotten into all of a sudden?

Subaru: It's not sudden! Clingin' onto me like that while givin' off that delicious scent...

How do you expect me to keep myself under control under these circumstances!?

Yui: Subaru-kun, why are you upset? Did I do something...?

Subaru: You still don't get it? Guess I have no other choice but to teach you once more then. I'll suck you thoroughly from your neck.

*Rustle*

ー Subaru bites her

Subaru: Hah, nnh...

Yui: Nn...Wait, Subaru-ku..Nn...

Subaru: Nn, kuh...Nnh...Why would I wait? You're the one who pushed me this far.

Yui: ( His fangs...are sinking in incredibly deep... )

Subaru: Haah...How's that? Do you realize your mistakes now?

Yui: Nn, my mistakes...? But I haven't done anything wrong...

Subaru: You're still sayin' that? I don't know if you're actually just ignorant, but you seduced a guy, didn't you?

Yui: S-Seduced!? I didn't!

Subaru: Aah!? You totally did! What if one of the other dudes attacked you instead!?

Yui: That wasn't my intention...I just wanted to talk and feel your touch because it's you...

I would never do this with another guy. I wouldnt like it if it's with someone other than you.

Subaru: Y-You...

Hah, is that so? In that case, I'll drink your blood even more, as you wish. From this side next...

Hah, nnh...Nkuh...

Yui: Ah...!

( He's being really intense...I fear that I might lose myself in this feeling... )

Subaru: Nnh, nn...Hah, nn...

Nnh...Hah, nn...Haha, your blood really is on another level. I seriously feel like I might go crazy.

Your body twitches just from running my fingers across your neck like this...

Yui: Ah, you can't, it tickles...

Subaru: Hehe, you don't actually dislike it, do you? Tell me that it feels good and that you want more.

Yui: I-I can't say something so shameful.

Subaru: Little late to get embarrassed at this point, no? We both know that you love it when I suck your blood like this. ...Hah, nn.

Nn, nkuh...Phew...Nn, haah...

Yui: ( Ah, oh no...I'm about to faint already... )

ー Yui loses consciousness

*Rustle*

Subaru: ...Ah? Shit. Did she faint?

My bad, I had too much! Oi, wake up.

Yui: ...Zz, zz...

Subaru: ...Oi, don't tell me you're asleep? Fuck, this sucks.

Yui: ...Zz, zz...

Subaru: I'm all alone with her in this narrow space right now.

And you're tellin' me I have to hold back!? You've gotta be shittin' me!

But she'll definitely get angry if I try anythin' funny while she's asleep, right...?

Haah...What am I supposed to do about this...?

ーー THE END ーー

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deeptrashwitch · 3 months

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...I wanna write this for Alicia and Alejandro, the idea just arrived and installed itself. It won't leave on it's own, so I'll kick it out XD

10. People rarely get sick in novels. Have your protagonist come down with something.

"Are you good, amor?" Alejandro asked when he arrived home and found Alicia wrapped in blankets head to toe

"I caught a cold thanks to the last mission in the tundra." Alicia explained with congested voice "all the team is screwed as well."

"But you usually don't get sick, why now?"

"Beats me, but when I'm sick is a hell. It has been like that since I was a child."

Alejandro smiled softly as he left his things on the room, then went to get her a sweater and some pillows. Once he did that, Alejandro rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen with a hum. On the other side, Alicia was confused while she followed with her gaze all his movements.

"Cariño, what are you doing?" she asked

"I'll prepare you some chicken soup, and I remember that your mom used to prepare...aguapanela with lemon when you and your siblings got sick, i think? I recall she told me once, I'll do that too." he said with a chuckle while he started to get the ingredients

"No, no, don't do that. There's no need."

"I insist, you're basically bed ridden from that cold you got."

Alicia tried to stand up, just to feel dizzy and stumble. In a second Alejandro was by her side, helping her to sit again and wrapping her tightly on the blankets again. He scoffed with a smile when he noticed how grumpy Alicia was now, but got worried when he noticed she had a fever as well.

"Keep sit, yeah?" he asked with a kind smile "I'll take care of everything, you take some rest."

"No, I can't leave you to do everything." Alicia argued with a frown "this'll pass anyway."

"...You have a fever."

"Not the first time."

"And you barely can speak."

"This isn't the first time either."

"Stubborn" he said with a chuckle "I love you, but please let me take care of you this time."

"You'll get sick too."

"I'm pretty resistant, you know that."

"Alejandro!"

He just chuckled and went back to the kitchen while Alicia got more grumpy, but she stayed there. In less than an hour she had a hot mug on her hands with the aguapanela, which made her smile for the memories. While they waited for the soup to be ready, Alejandro got her some medicine for the fever and sat by her side while they watched a serie they started earlier.

Once the soup was ready, Alejandro got her a bowl and stayed by her side while she ate. He hugged her while they were on the sofa, periodically kissing her hair as he noticed her all flustered. Alejandro couldn't stop a laugh when Alicia started to mumble a bit shy.

"Why are you so shy all of the sudden?"

"You're being all sweet now." she murmured, looking away

"I'm always romantic and lovely" Alejandro said with a side smile "I'm just a good boyfriend, eh?"

"Now you're just showing off."

"Maybe" he said while Alicia rolled her eyes "eh?! Why are you rolling your eyes?! I am, aren't I?!"

"Shhh, let me sleep."

"Alicia!"

She only laughed in response before lean against him, using his chest as backrest while he hugged her by the waist and rested his chin over her shoulder.

A week later

Alicia laughed softly when she saw Alejandro lying on the bed, all sick as well. She squated down by his side, noticing how he looked at her with a grumpy expression. With a laugh she passed her hand over his hair and kissed his forehead.

"Told you" she said softly "you got sick because of me, cariño."

"This isn't fair..." he murmured all grumpy

Alicia laughed again.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you this time. Maybe it won't be as marvellously as you did for me, but I'll do my best."

Alejandro smiled softly and chuckled. "You're amazing, amor."

"No, you are truly the best, Alejo" she said, taking his hand and squeezing it slightly "thank you for being a great boyfriend."

He just smiled in response.

Then Alicia covered him with a blanket, kissing his hair. "Now try to sleep, I'll take care of everything."

"Te amo"

"Yo también te amo, Alejandro"

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eldritch-spouse · 2 years

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HI MOMMY- i mean pinnie, uh, hello, so like do you remember this little thingadooo https://www.tumblr.com/eldritch-spouse/696860216754569216/i-absolutely-adored-that-part-in-the-morell-nebul?source=share well ok so i was thinking bc i'm a hoe, uh, like c-can we get this? in writing?? pretty pls with like, 20 cherries on top of a mound of whipped cream??? only if you're up to it tho cause i know ur busy and stuff but im a little whore for pumpkin cream pie it's my absolute favourite dish ughghghghgnjfgnjkedjnf

[I'm not good with follow-ups/alt scenarios, so this'll end up being less interesting. I don't think I can do the whole team at once rn. You can call me that.]

Fem reader. Based on this ask.

TW: Sadism; "Mystery" partner/Sharing; Body horror.

You should have thought twice about the time at which you started this. Really, your original plan was to somehow catch all of them on break, but you weren't early enough for that.

By the time the elevator doors opened and you went in, guiding Patches' naked, headless body by the hand, only two of them were there. The jester, and the mimic. You don't know either of the two very well... The orange and purple doll-thing is something you've been told to stay far away from, and the other is not that talkative, stalking around the garden area more often than not. They work together however, you've seen it before.

Well, you figure they'll do just fine.

With a slap to the green monster's ass, you send him tumbling forward and wave at the two freaks, who were previously merely having a conversation, before stuffing yourself into the elevator and racing to Patches' lab, where you left his head. He can't see who you've chosen after all! It's part of the game.

Though you do feel a bit guilty about leaving him with an unabashed sadist and a deliberately feral monster. Eh, he can take it, he's dead after all!

" Are you ready, my little pumpkin pie? " You coo, scooping his gourd head and nuzzling it.

" W- Who's grabbing me? " The dullahan mutters.

Something mean shines in your eyes when you set him down to start undressing. " Guess. "

" ... Did she seriously just do that? " Vinnel starts, already biting back some laughter while the pair observes Patches tremble, hands covering his junk.

Sybastian offers a shrug, pointing at his head as if to imply you have a few screws loose.

" What do you reckon she gets from this, hm? " The jester floats around his coworker pensively.

" ... Punishment? " Syb guesses.

" You think, dingus?! I wouldn't be surprised if he was hard right now! In fact- " Vinnel bats Patches' hands away from his privates, the dullahan jumping a bit. As predicted, the monster had already chubbed a good bit. " See? What a teeerrible punishment, he totally isn't into it. "

Sybastian rolls his eyes at the attitude.

" Tch, perverts. "

The performer swipes his tail into the undead's ankles, sending him tumbling to he floor, hard. Both of them watch Patches struggle like a worm, trying to get up, though Vinnel quickly kicks him back onto his stomach.

" Alrighty then! A toy's a toy- I call dibs on his neck holes! "

The mimic isn't even surprised, prowling behind the green monster to take a look at the goods. Vinnel does exactly as he said, grabbing the dullahan's neck none to gently and jerking it closer as he kneels on the carpeted floor. Clothed fingers circle the rim of the undead's bare neck teasingly, all it takes are a couple of seconds of flirting with his trachea for Patches to start heaving and squirming. He must be trying to cough, but not a single sound is coming out, how odd.

The shifting does annoy Sybastian, who roughly grabs the dullahan's legs and spreads them, eyeing the bobbing length between them. Vinnel forces one of the undead's hands towards his concealed erection, only having to move it back and forth for a couple seconds until Patches gets the memo and takes over, trying to decipher the deformed slime's hidden cock. The jester leans into the motions and hums, watching what his coworker's up to.

The mimic's huge tongue claps out of that large chest, flattening against the scientist's belly and stealing one long, gross lick from belly button, to cock, balls and ass. A thorough slobbering if ever there was one, even the undead shudders.

" Grooooss! Hoo hoo, bite him! " Vinnel titters, carefully adjusting his mask so that a goopy mouth can be barely exposed, already dripping a runny black liquid the moment his own crooked tongue slides out.

The thing, black like molten tar, hovers in the air for a fraction of a second before Vinnel roughly jams it in Patches' esophagus. It's disgusting, terrifying, the way he feeds more and more of himself into the other's body, flirting with areas that make the poor undead jerk and try to escape, contracting around the jester's sloppy tongue hard enough to make him moan in glee. It would be better if Vinnel could hear the dullahan gag or try to scream, but he's not complaining. Vinnel chuckles wetly as he bobs his head back and forth, adding heft to his movement inside the other. Globs of his slime separate and fall to the floor, others slide down the length of his tongue and accidentally enter the undead's trachea, likely causing horrendous discomfort. Not that it matters to either of them, it just means he'll squeeze tighter.

This assault causes Patches to flinch back onto the mimic's insistent tongue-bath, and, incidentally, his pearly teeth. Sybastian doesn't care if the dullahan cuts himself, savoring the monster's odd flesh as much as he does his girth. It's when Sybastian moves on to the puckered prize above that his front teeth drag across the dullahan's throbbing member, and Patches trembles like a leaf in the wind, probably expecting his dick to get promptly bitten off at any moment. It's curious though, Sybastian swears he's leaking even more precum now. Although the mimic is hard against his cloth, he doesn't touch his hardness for the time being, more focused on forcing as much of his fat clapper as he can inside the undead's ass.

Meanwhile, Vinnel gurgles in satisfaction, hips bucking faster into his headless coworker's faulty rubbing and compressing the dullahan's neck to create and even tighter vacuum around his tongue.

He wonders how the loser is doing, wherever the fuck his head is right now...

" Hhr- Ngh-!! "

" Those aren't words, try again... "

Patches enters another violent fit of coughing and gagging. Some form of conjured drool running down his chin, tears welling up in his sockets.

You suspect someone's using his throat pretty hard. Hm, they must be really pent up, you hope Patches pleases them well. Your fevered motions on yourself stop. " I'm bored here, tell me what's happening. "

" Hrk- Inside me! " He wheezes for breath, before it's stolen from him again. " Ch- Choking! " His eyelights roll slightly.

" Where? Someone fucking your throat? "

" B-Both. "

" Both holes? "

Patches tries to nod, forgetting his body isn't there, ending up making a vaguely affirmative noise that morphs into a screaming-moan. " Ghff- Big-! "

Neither of them were small, you imagine he must be getting quite the workout regardless of which one's claimed his ass.

You giggle, pleased by the drunken look on his features, lowering yourself back over his face so you can continue to grind on the dullahan. " Keep me updated, baby! " The more Patches cries and groans, the more you coo at him, rewarding him whenever he can gather enough wit to lick at you.

" See? You're such a good fucktoy, such a sweet guy, helping all your coworkers de-stress- This should be your only job, right? " He gags, whimpering what you think might have been a plea for god. " You ever talked to Admin about that? "

This goes on for a while, you start getting into the motions, fucking his face almost viciously, each little pathetic vocalization only making you burn with need. As soon as you start feeling the tingles of an approaching peak, gasping in pleasure, Patches makes a garbled noise beneath you, followed by a desperate inhale.

" GAH- A- Another one! Phf- Fuck! "

Oh. Oh, this you want to hear.

Peeling off his green pumpkin head for a second, not without admiring the strands of slick clinging to him, you stroke his cheeks. " Yes? Tell me everything, firefly. "

Patches takes a moment to steady his breathing, apparently having his throat finally released. " There's- " He pants. " Three of them. "

" Oooh, who's the new guy? "

" C- Can't tell. Mmfff- Oh ffuck meee... " He yowls, like the true bitch in heat you're so proud of.

" I'm sure they will, it's what you're for anyway. " You're pretty sure he keened at that. With a cackle, you part your folds over him and revel in his wanton staring before you lean back and resume using his angular face.

" No no! I didn't come here to join your disgusting little fornication fest, unhand me! "

Belo's squawking is swiftly ignored by both the jester and the mimic, who quickly and forcefully disrobe the angel. If he really didn't want this, he'd already have them writhing on the floor, neither of them care that he likes to play hard to get.

" Oh shut the fuck up, you stupid whore- " Vinnel spits, fingering the furred monster's slit as soon as Syb's got that black suit down his legs, grabbing greedy handfuls of his pale ass. " You heard us, didn't you? You want to have a bit of fun too, hm? Doesn't he, Syb? "

Belo blinks and trembles, length steadily slipping out when Vinnel pulls his digits back, wiping the wetness on the angel's own fur. The mimic makes an odd chortle. " Yes. "

Patches is writhing on the floor, trying to recover from the thorough tonguing he just received on both ends. Getting up proves itself easier said than done. And though he has no idea what's happening, the jester decides to fill him in. Sparing Sybastian a mischievous grin, the two monsters nod to each other.

Vinnel zooms off to grab Patches like a ragdoll, lifting him and walking towards the mimic, who holds Belo from behind, licking at his neck while he forces the angel to walk forward as well.

Once angel and dullahan meet, Belo's pink cock pressing against the dullahan's rump, both get what's about to happen, the undead jumping in place. " Buh- But just what do you think you're doing?! " Belo's melodious voice cracks.

" Ugh, are you that fucking dumb? " The jester and the mimic switch places, Vinnel using a spare cloth in his vest's pocket to tie Patches' hands behind the angel. " You'd be surprised how tight he is, just easy enough for a loser like you though. "

Sybastian nods, grabbing the undead's legs and lining him up perfectly with Belo's dick. Vinnel hums a ditty playfully, stroking down the guard's pretty wings before cruelly plucking one. Belo squeals and lurches forward, giving Sybastian the perfect moment to impale Patches on the other's erection.

Both shake and sway in shock, Belo making choked moans, visibly throbbing as he's hilted by the mimic's doing. Patches' back knocks against the angel's chest, and everyone knows he's crying out like the shameless slut he always is.

Sybastian doesn't really care what the performer's up to when he moves away, merely tearing his loin cloth off to stroke both his and the dullahan's girths, each rock forcing Belo to move inside the dullahan, creating a lovely feedback of friction. " Mmmrr- Move! " Syb growls when Belo refuses to do anything. Even Patches squirms and bucks as if unsatisfied.

" Nn- D- Don't you dare make d-demands of- AH! "

Out of nowhere, Vinnel throws himself at the angel's back, forcing everyone forward against Syb, who purrs happily. " Whooopsie daisy! Hope I didn't miss anything good. "

" B- Bastard! " Belo grits out, knees weak.

Even though the guard refuses to thrust, the jester behind him does most of the work, pistoning through the suit in a steady rhythm that keeps everyone stimulated. Himself enjoying humping at Belo's fluffy body, and Patches getting the best of both worlds as he's stuffed and frotted against. The mimic's tongue flops out while he grunts his satisfaction.

The performer begins giggling manically when he brandishes whatever he was looking for a while back, this very sharp-looking throwing knife. Everyone there sort of tenses a little, as trusting Vinnel with sharp objects is about the same as giving a chainsaw to a ten year old. Both Belo and Syb calm down when the jester poises the blade on Patches' chest, noting the instant rise in his heaving chest.

Against the undead's expectations, Vinnel quickly slashes at his thighs. Fast but deep and merciless, like his skin is mere butter. It's one of those days where the undead doesn't have much blood to offer, merely dark green droplets streaming out, disappointing the jester. At random intervals, he's cut mercilessly on both legs, often in tandem with the others' thrusting. Inflicting harm on the squirming monster apparently has Vinnel huffing, insistently grinding against Belo.

It culminates in the jester releasing a snarled expletive, plunging the knife straight through the dullahan's body, right beneath the ribs. The force was jarring enough that even Belo trembles, as if the weapon would somehow go through Patches and stab him as well. Nonetheless, it does the trick, making Vinnel cling to Belo while he cums in his own suit, panting.

Patches has been teased this entire time, not allowed to reach orgasm by Sybastian, who would pull him slightly away from Belo before the undead could reach his climax. It must be frustrating, but the mimic is unempathetic, only now squatting to lewdly lick at the area where Belo thrusts in and out of Patches, servicing both monsters while pumping his own length to a speedy finish. Judging by Belo's clipped whines and Patches' inability to hold his weight properly, they'll both join in no time.

Vinnel sits back, clapping and whistling at the show, apparently in a post-nut high.

" Mmmmake it stop- Ughn- Make it stop, please! "

You roll your eyes. Theatrics. Not once has he used the safeword.

" Make what stop, pretty boy? "

You've long since coated his cute face in your cum, now just lovingly wiping your loser stalker's head while you hear him cry and scream senselessly. They're getting really rough with him, it's a good thing he loves it.

" 'S too much, too- Too much- " He babbles, gasping and heaving, having difficulty breathing again. A while back he yelled his lungs out, could it be that they're stabbing him again or is it just that he's a dramatic little thing?

" I'm sure it is, but you're a big boy, right? You can take it. " You kiss his tears away, smiling.

" Jus wanna come- I just wa- Wanna come so bad- "

Yes, you're surprised he hasn't yet. Then again, his coworkers probably know he's a quickshot by now. Makes sense they wouldn't let him have it so easily.

" Well, I'm sure if you beg them enough- Oh, that's right, they can't hear you, can they? " You click your tongue, feigning genuine surprise. " Guess you'll just have to take what you're given. "

In a couple of moments, Patches makes the cutest face, sockets widening and mouth trembling when he's finally, finally given his sweet mercy. You're not sure how to classify the sound that comes out of his mouth, this high-pitched cry that clips off abruptly, like he really has no air left to finish it, before his eyelights flicker out and he garbles a series of pathetic whore noises, shouting your name amidst a myriad of curses in a different language.

You laugh openly, clutching his head close and showering it in tender kisses while he babbles and drools. " Awww, lookit you!! So cute... " He can barely meet your eyes, apparently only now getting hit with some shame. " See, I told you they'd let you come. "

" Hhng- 'M tired... "

" I bet you are. "

Moments pass as the undead winds down, with you gently holding him.

" H- Hey firefly? " He starts.

" Hm? "

" I can't walk... "

You snort, getting up. " Don't worry, I'll get dressed and then we can fetch your body. "

What's left of it.

#Patches oc #Vinnel oc #Sybastian oc #Belo oc #terato #monsterfucker #minors dni

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Trying my luck with this aaaaa but hello friend! It's been a while, I hope you're taking care always ✨

I heard you're opening requests again and am honestly not quite sure if this'll go through considering the focus on Scarlet/Violet as of late, but if it's not too much to ask, I'd love to see a little drabble featuring my sacredshipping sweeties. Maybe Eusine's been feeling down on his luck as of late with his Suicune-chasing turning up fruitless, and Morty decides to cheer him up with a little weakness of his that he's known since childhood? (Though he has to be careful, since Eusine most definitely knows how to turn it around on him just as easily, hehe/////)

Only if it's alright of course! Speaking of pkmn though, I've been loving all the Arven content. He deserves all the warmth and laughs and comfort especially with everything he's been put through :'D

That's all from me, have a wonderful day ahead :} 💖💫

Hey friend! :D This is beyond late- my apologies! God I love these two; friend you're making me fall in LOVE! I've gotcha covered! :D (Oh you're so sweet! Thank you so much! I need to write more Arven stuff eventually; he is the definition of comfort goals!)

Have an amazing day friend! I hope you like it :D

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Another day, another lack of Suicune sightings.

Eusine wasn’t a foolish man. He understood legendaries were referred to as such for a reason, and he knew going into this quest there’d be periods of time where nothing seemed to come out of it.

It didn’t make his defeat feel any less intense. Expected, but just as hard hitting.

“Eusine, check this out.” Morty flopped beside his slumped figure, a map in hand showing the town over. “They got a pokemon cafe! You can order drinks with them drawn in the foam! You love that kind of thing!”

“Do they now?” He sounded so miserable it hurt. Morty puffed out his chest as he gave the map a wiggle, aiming for more flair.

“Yeah! They also make different cakes. A Gengar Forest Gateau, a Poliwag Swiss roll, and a Sui- '' Whoops. Morty realized his mistake far too late. Just the beginning of the word zapped away any intrigue from his boyfriend’s eyes, casting them dark with defeat.. “-Cone…sorry, Eu. That was insensitive.”

“No, no, please don’t apologize.” He reached out, squeezing Morty’s hand before the blonde could linger on it. “You’re fine, truly. All of that sounds amazing, and I’d love to go with you. I just…” He looked out at the scenery- bitter acceptance coloring his sad smile. “I’m just finding it hard right now to be excited.”

Morty understood that. How many times did he feel just as defeated over missed chances catching a Spiritomb? He remembered venting to Eusine once over it after what felt like the final chance- utterly pissed until his boyfriend-

The ghost trainer blinked. Then he looked at Eusine. Would it work? Failure would prove disastrous.

Eusine’s sad smile wavered, strengthening Morty’s resolve. Some risks were worth it.

“Finding it hard, eh?” Morty fought down his grin, shooting a finger into Eusine’s side. “Very well- I’ll just have to find it for you!”

“Eeek!” Eusine jerked at the touch, rubbing at his side. He leaned away as he stared, knowing exactly where this was going. “M-Morty, don’t you da-Ahahahre!”

Poke, poke, poke. Morty shot both hands forward to rapidly jab at his torso, grinning at the various squeaks and yelps the other man let out at his touch. “Gotcha! Come on, Eu- give me a smile!”

“Ehehehe! EHheehehehhahahhaha!” Eusine doubled over at the pokes, his seemingly permanent frown quickly melting into a wobbly smile as he tried to catch his boyfriend’s hands. “M-Mohohohorty! Mohohorty, my lohohohove pleahahahhase!” He squealed when those pokes turned into gentle squeezing, kneading at his sides and nearly sending him tumbling to the ground. “Ahehahahaha, it tihiihihickles!”

“Does it now? I wouldn’t have known!” Morty laughed with him, scooting closer and moving his hands to the brunette’s ribs. “Given how you’re always tickling me, I’d assume you weren’t ticklish anymore! Now I know the truth!”

“Ahehahaha-heheheehheihiiihihihiii!” Eusine let out a long winded wheeze as he sank backwards, curling up to the best of his abilities. It did nothing to prevent Morty doubling his efforts, scribbling into his belly and earning even more giggly squeals. “Mhiihihihy loohohohove! My loohohohohoove, hahahahve mehehehehhrcy!”

“Mercy? Oh alright- only because you’re cute.” Morty winked before pulling his hands back, watching Eusine gasp for air beneath him. His cheeks were rosy, eyes shiny with unshed tears as he tipped his head back. Such a pretty sight. The ghost trainer wanted to kiss him.

…Well?

“Yooohohu’re so-Mmph!” Eusine yelped when Morty leaned in and did just that, capturing his lips with his own. A quick kiss, but the effect lingered as Eusine softened before him. “Wehhell…I suuhuhpose that made the whole tickling thing worth it.”

“Suppose?” Morty raised a brow, yelping when his sides were grabbed. “E-Euhuhuhusine!”

“Supposed indeed. While I do appreciate the kiss, I think this is what I really want.” Bodies shifted. The worldview got turned, and before long Eusine had Morty pinned beneath him, scribbling into his sides and making the blonde shriek and gasp. “You truly didn’t believe you could tickle me and get away with it, did you?”

“Gahhahahahaha! Gheehahhahahhahaha nahhahahahah! Nahahhahaha I dihihihihidn’t thihihihink thahahaht at ahahahahhahall!” Morty cackled out, thrashing like a bull against the grass. “Ehehehehehehu, cohohohohohome ohoohhooh, I’m shhahahahahhhahahrry!”

“No you’re not.” Eusine pointed out without malice. He reached down and gave Morty’s legs a squeeze, making him scream.

“FIHIHIHINE FIHIIHHINE I’M NOOHOHOT! GEHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA, EUHUHUHU!” The blonde squirmed so hard he flipped on his belly, limbs spasming until he tucked them in as Eusine pinched along the backs of his thighs. “I DOOHOHOHN’T REGREHEHEHT IT! GAHHAHA MOHOHOHOVE SOHOHOMEWHHEWHHERE EHEHEHELSE!”

“Hehe, bad spot?” Eusine laughed as he went back to his torso, dancing his fingers into Morty’s ribs and making him shriek. “My my, you’re ticklish just about everywhere! How could I ever forget such an endearing tidbit about my beloved?” He leaned in to kiss Morty’s neck, smiling against burning skin as the blonde slapped the ground rapidly. “Giving up so soon? Very well.”

He pulled his hands back, nearly choking himself on laughter at the skittery sprint Morty took to put distance between them. The ghost trainer tried looking tough, but Eusine’s wheezy giggles broke down his glare. He soon was laughing just as much as he returned to his side. “Arceus, you’re too good at that! I was about to see the light! My grandmother’s gengar was standing there with a pot of her homemade stew.” Morty shuttered, slightly green. “I think if I ate that, it’d be the true end of me.”

“Pfft! Aheahhahha!” Eusine waved a hand frantically, the other covering his smiling face as he laughed on. Morty grinned at the sight, drinking it like fine wine. It was such a nice change from earlier. “Ohoohohho! Ohoho, my- I lohohohove you so much, Morty.”

“Hehe, I love you too.” He leaned in and kissed his cheek, flipping out the map he held earlier. “So, about that cafe..?”

In response, Eusine’s stomach growled, making the blonde snort. “Oh hush, you!” Blushing pink, he laughed softly as he let Morty pull him to his feet, keeping his hand within his own. “Very well- let us go and try it. I’m rather interested in that Sui-Cone dessert you mentioned earlier.”

High above, out of sight and forgotten briefly in their plans, a lone dog sat. It watched them go with curious eyes, its mighty mane floating behind it in waves. It waited until they were out of sight before running off once more, awaiting their next encounter.

Thanks for reading!

#Pokemon #eusine #morty #sacredshipping #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #cheer up tickles #kinda hurt/comfort?#more comfort than anything else #AH I LOVE!

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