#❥ forget me not

[huntinglove]

"Now our love will live on forever, won't it?"

Proselfshiptember day 2: Gifts! (This drawing was inspired by this beautiful couple and their adorable photograph!)

Muichiro decided to surprise Erena with a fancy camera!!

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[huntinglove]

Ooooh this is fun!! I asked some of my mains to make a few :3c

Muichiro:

Aster:

Sir Pentious:

If your F/O(s) made a moodboard of you, what would they put on it?

[rizzkisworld]

Seeing everybody fighting for Seunghan made my day!!!! Even knetz is on his side......that's how you know it's real😭

[vellichorsdesire]

fellow queerplatonic f/o havers i am loooking and you and shaking you by the shoulders…

imagine not being qpps with them yet and them just enjoying whatever time they get to spend with you, however short or long. with the way you smile at them or the way you laugh or even the slightest brush of a hand they think about these things after you part most definitely, with the way you’re so special to them. they’re pining for you extremely and very much treasure the relationship you have— maybe they’ve thought of asking to be qpps but feel shy or feel like they’re not ready yet and just waiting for the right moment. maybe you beat them to it and they’re thankful you brought it up or silently going noo… i was going to do it…!!!!

[billowingangel]

You ever read something you wrote and your like yeah this is actually pretty good but then you reach a sentence and your soul leaves your body, and you cringe to the point you collapse into yourself like a black hole

[huntinglove]

Savior - Erena and Muichiro's first meeting ♡ (5.2K words)

Warnings: nonsexual, romantic adult x minor relationship (Erena is 21 and Muichiro is 14, Tokito is the one pursuing her); Mild violence at the start of the story

During the cold and silent night, the only light guiding Erena's way home was the shine from the full moon above. The streets were empty, silent and dark, rumors of man eating demons scaring most people into locking themselves at home after the sunset.

However, it was hardly a matter of choice for the poor woman. Renting out a small room and calling it her home was the most she could afford for herself with the scraps of money her hard work had given her.

The cold breeze sent a shiver down Erena's spine, tensing up as she saw her tenants' home fully locked and with no lights lit. Frantically prancing around the building, the woman was met with a lonely piece of paper.

Most days, they at least had the courtesy of waiting for her, but tonight they decided to head downtown and have themselves a good time, completely forgetting to leave her an opening to slip inside and get some well deserved rest.

Before she could let herself be rightfully upset with their lack of consideration, Erena simply turned on her heel and began pacing through the neighborhood's streets.

Surely someone nearby wasn't as superstitious as the other residents of the village... Maybe a cheap inn still had vacant rooms where she could get herself some shut eye. Soon enough Erena noticed the sound of footsteps, slightly relieved to know she wasn't the only one outside at such a late hour.

The calmness in her chest was short-lived, as she noticed the footsteps getting closer, louder, a decisive and confident strut as the shadowed figure slowly approached her from behind. In a moment, logic had fully slipped Erena's mind, completely overtaken by instinct and fear.

She froze in place, slowly raising up her hands as she stuttered over her words, limbs visibly trembling as cold hands rested upon her neck and shoulder.

"P-Please.. Take all the money you'd like b-but.. Just let me go home i-in one piece.."

Her lip contorted as she swallowed back the urge to sob, feeling the thing holding on to her even more tightly. It's breathing became heavier and the smell of rot emanated from the back of it's throat, voice slowly bubbling out through bursts of sadistic laughter.

"I don't want any of your money."

It's skin was sickly pale, contrasting with a dark suit, matching with a hat that overshadowed the demon's eyes. As it's grip tightened, the claws on it's hands began digging into Erena's skin, blood squirming it's way out.

The thing huffed up the metallic scent of the fresh ichor like a starved animal. It's tongue snaked it's way over the wounds, lapping it up as the woman squirmed in fear and disgust.

A short flash of adrenaline pumped itself through Erena's blood. With a sharp inhale and all the strength she had in her body, the woman forcefully jabbed her elbow at the stomach of the thing behind her, making it stumble for just enough for her to slip away from it's grasp.

As she ran, the demon gave chase, slurred out curses echoing through the streets as the woman tried to find somewhere to hide. Her best option was an alleyway filled with trash, which she abruptly hid in. Thoughts raced through her mind, all of which resulted in the same echoing question.

"Am I going to die?"

Before Erena could contemplate any answer, the demon's hands plucked the woman from the pile of garbage, holding her by the neck as her body flailed and kicked at the creature.

"You stupid fucking bitch, getting yourself all dirty like a pig. Did you really think that would stop me from tearing up that fatty flesh of yours? Let's make this less embarrassing for yourself... Stay still."

The demon's grip around the woman's neck tightened, her mouth hung open, unable to suck in a single ounce of air. As her vision began to blur, a loose silhouette made it's way through the darkness.

A rush of relief spread throughout Erena's body, air abruptly filling up her lungs as she dropped onto her hands and knees, coughing desperately. As her eyes adjusted, the hat worn by the creature fell between her hands, a quiet but sturdy thud following suit.

Her eyes darted around, catching the sight of the demon's decapitated head inches away from her, the silhouette slowly clearing itself into the image of a boy, impatiently waiting with his hand held out for the woman to grab on to.

"What are you doing walking around by yourself at such a late hour? Don't be so stupid next time, you almost turned into a demon's midnight snack..."

Stunned and still recovering from everything that had just happened, Erena took the boy's hand and wobbly stood on her feet, hastily trying to come up with something to say in return.

"Ah.. I couldn't go home tonight. I didn't know demons were actually... Real."

With an unamused look, the boy's eyes quickly flickered between his open palm and back at the woman, a hint of curiosity in his mind as he placed his sword back in it's sheath.

"Oh, where are my manners.. I'm Erena! I-It's very nice to meet you, and um.. Thank you! For the whole 'saving my life' thing."

The boy kept silent, readying himself to walk away, without acknowledging any of the woman's awkward words of gratitude. In return, she followed him closely, attempting to strike conversations and wondering how she could show him her gratitude.

With a sudden pause, the boy stopped in his tracks, looking over his shoulder as his eyes analyzed Erena's features once again, in turn the woman bumped into him, apologizing profusely immediately afterwards. A quick sigh escaped his lips as he lifted one of his hands, waving it slightly.

"There's no need to thank me, it's what demon slayers are supposed to do. And if you truly must know, my name's Muichiro. Muichiro Tokito."

And just as he had stopped, Muichiro began walking once again, hazy gaze focused on the path ahead of him as the woman's words buzzed around him like a joyful crowd made up of entirely a single person.

"Mu.. ichiro. Muichiro! It sounds cute, it suits you well! My name's Erena, b-but you already knew that.. Anyways, I don't really mind if this is like... A job for you, I still want to do something for you, to show that I appreciate what you did!"

At such point, the boy had given up responding to the woman's comments, simply glancing over his shoulder every so often when things got to quiet, no surprise, she was still following him.

Erena would find little things to entertain herself with, kicking small rocks along the way, humming or whistling tunes and making comments full of admiration and praise. At most she'd end up getting a slightly annoyed sigh out of Muichiro.

Hours had passed and by that point both of them were far from Erena's village, walking through a forest as the sun began to rise once again. By that point Ginko had taken her usual spot on one of Muichiro's shoulders, huffing out insults at the woman, who simply ignored the crow's protests as she gazed at her in awe.

"Such a pretty crow! And so smart too! Did you train her yourself?"

Petting the corvid's head with a single finger, Erena giggled for a moment before a girlish squawk echoed all around them.

"No touchy, ugly!!"

Even with the crow's empty threats to peck or scratch at the woman, she just snickered as they continued their journey. Erena watched curiously as the boy and his corvid spoke to one another in secretive whispers every so often.

After a couple more hours, the sun was high in the sky, it's warmth being imposing and overwhelming, meaning it was around noon. With a quiet groan, Muichiro took a moment to stretch his arms before sitting over a large rock and taking a few deep breaths.

Erena sat on the floor, crossing her legs and taking in her surroundings, beautiful bamboo trees and a small river adorned the forest enveloping the two. The spot Muichiro had chosen had soothing shade and a calming breeze.

Once her eyes gazed back at the boy, he had some food placed on his lap, resting neatly over a piece of cloth. Erena wasn't sure where Muichiro could've been keeping it, but his outfit seemed loose enough to hide a bag or two completely unnoticed.

The woman's stomach rumbled as she quickly realized the last time she had anything to eat was during the early morning of the previous day, before heading to work. Her mouth watered for a moment, making her swallow it down quietly as she averted her gaze, focusing on the bothersome aching around her neck instead.

Placing her hand over it gently, she could feel a slight sting that felt too familiar, her skin was definitely going to become bruised. With a frustrated and slightly embarrassed hiss of discomfort, the woman placed her hand on her thigh, quickly glancing over to the boy, who was watching her curiously, holding an intact onigiri. He had gotten so distracted by her that he hadn't begun eating just yet.

"You're lucky to have survived. I must admit that I'm a bit ashamed of how long it took me to get to you, I didn't think anyone would be outside in the middle of the night..."

A flush of embarrassment overtook Erena's features, having her readjust her glasses and fidget with her hair as she spoke.

"Well, I'm lucky you showed up at all then! I don't think I would've made it on my own.. How did you... You know, get so good at fighting?"

"The same way anyone can get better at anything... Practice."

The woman nodded silently, furrowing her brow as even more questions bubbled into her mind. Before she could ask any of them out loud, she was questioned by Muichiro instead.

"Why did you decide to follow me?"

"I told you! I owe my life to you, so I want to do something in return for you! It has to be something meaningful though..."

With a tilt of his head, a slight tone of worry and curiosity overtook Muichiro's words as his eyes remained fixated on Erena's face.

"What about your family? It's not fair to just leave them all behind for a stranger."

The woman's posture slumped, her voice cracking as she simply stared down at the ground beneath her crossed legs, biting down on her lip slightly as she tried her best not to bring herself to tears.

"Ah... About that... I don't really have a family. I don't remember how I got to this country, but I remember having to sneak out of a boat and try to make ends meet from a very young age..."

As her voice became quieter and frail, Muichiro took a moment to reposition himself so that he'd be sitting across from her, trying to hear her more clearly.

"I just... Work and move as I need to, I guess. I haven't seen my parents in over a decade now and... I'm not exactly someone people want to marry."

Erena got slightly startled as she realized how close the boy had gotten, even more so when she noticed the frustrated look on his face.

"Why do you say that? Are you some type of criminal or something?"

"N-No! It's nothing like that!! I just.. Don't look like most people from here... I guess I just feel like I'm too weird for that sort of thing."

"Weird people can still get married. I know someone who's almost the perfect definition of weird and he has three wives."

The sudden comment caused the woman to snort for a moment, a warm smile and some genuine laughter escaping her. A certain feeling of nostalgia and recognition washed over Muichiro, surprise causing his features to contort as he tried to think of something else to focus on.

"Hmm... Here, have some of my food. I heard your stomach rumbling earlier, so you should eat."

"N-No need for that, really! It's your food.. I can find something to eat on my own later."

"If you pass out you might hurt yourself. I'm not going to leave you in the middle of the woods, especially considering your lack of fighting skills. Make things easier for both of us and have something that will keep you on your feet. We still have some walking to do anyways..."

Taken aback by his demand, Erena hesitantly took three out of the six onigiris that the boy had packed, trying her best not to just scarf them down as of relief washed over her burning stomach and dizzy head. The taste wasn't like anything she had ever had before, the rice was soft and the flavors were wonderful, nothing like the cheap food she had gotten used to.

A small, proud grin appeared on Muichiro's face as the woman ate happily, thanking him repeatedly after every bite. The strange feeling returned to him, a familiar but peculiar closure and fondness quickly building in his chest.

Before long, Erena had finished her food, smiling and patiently waiting for Muichiro to finish his as well. Soon enough, the boy folded the piece of cloth that had previously held his food, slipping it into his uniform as he got back on his feet, offering his hands to the woman, who quickly grabbed them and stood up with a excited hop.

"Hm... Let's keep going. There's someone I'd like you to meet."

Picking up her pace, Erena now stood beside Muichiro, gleefully asking him about what he meant and about their destination.

"I can't tell you much before you meet the person I want you to see, but you're not in trouble. I think you're loyal and determined... And even if it's a bit annoying, they're still good traits to have."

A warm blush quickly spread across Erena's face, glasses fogging up for a moment as she quietly analyzed the words she had just heard. Her silence made Muichiro constantly steal small glances at her, wondering if he had upset her.

The scenery around them began to shift from the beautiful and wild woods to a neat and spacious trail. Trees tall enough to make the entire way shadowed and cool, but the path was clear of leaves, lovingly taken care of. The gentle singing coming from the birds above made everything feel safe and relaxing.

Muichiro caught a glampse of Erena's amazed gaze, tugging on her clothes to keep her from tripping over her feet as she entirely forgot to watch her steps. The woman barely acknowledged his touch at all, simply mesmerized by the view.

"It's... Beautiful. I've never seen places like this back in the village! Are we going somewhere fancy? I-I'm not sure I'm properly dressed for that..."

"It won't be an issue."

Muichiro seemed slightly tense as the path went on. Soon the trailed over soil merged into neatly placed stepping stones, the large trees gradually diminishing into bushes full of blooming flowers. Up ahead was a large mansion, at least a dozen masked slayers guarding it's entrance.

Upon spotting the boy, one of the masked figures approached, greeting him with a curious tone.

"Good afternoon lord Tokito. Have you come to report about your mission? And..."

Glancing over Muichiro's shoulder, the guard quickly took notice of Erena, eyes widening as they focused their attention back to the boy.

"Who's this with you? You know this area is only meant for members of the demon slayer corps!"

With a cold gaze and an annoyed tone, Muichiro stared at the guard, sighing and waving him off as he grabbed onto the woman's hand, dragging her along as he stepped into the building.

"She's my apprentice, I have to introduce her to the master. How about I stick to the hashira protocol and you... Do whatever it is you usually do?"

Before the guard could react, the two were already inside, carefully making their way over to a beautiful garden. The place was adorned with large boulders, pebbles, flowers, trees and even a small pond, like a piece of paradise, hidden away into the woods.

Without letting go of Erena's hand, Muichiro spoke in a calm but stern voice, looking her in the eye as the sound of footsteps slowly approached them.

"Don't say anything more than what you really need to. Let me do the talking so everything goes right, do you understand?"

The woman nodded, quickly turning her head forward and stumbling for a moment as Muichiro knelt, pulling her down with him.

A frail and kind looking man stood at the open room, voice gentle like the wind. It was easy to tell he was blind, and the markings overshadowing his features indicated he was ill.

"Tokito, it's good to hear from you again. Is there anything you'd like to report about your mission? And please, do introduce me to your guest, if you don't mind..."

Erena's whole body tensed as she felt Muichiro's grip around her hand tighten, he had granted her such a feeling of security that she had entirely forgotten that he even had the ability to be nervous or afraid.

As instructed, the woman remained silent as she waited for the boy to speak. Muichiro tilted his head up, looking at the man before them, who had a patient and warm smile on his face.

"Master... I have no reports to my previous mission, other than the fact I am now engaged. This is my future wife, Erena. I know this may all seem very sudden but..."

Still trying her best to keep her composure, Erena only noticed her tight grip on the boy's hand once he gently and reassuringly grazed his thumb over the back of her hand. She remained silent as her glances flickered between the man and her companion.

Kagaya remained silent, sensing that Muichiro had more to say, in return the boy attempted to keep his posture and spoke with calmness and decisiveness.

"Master Ubuyashiki... With your permission, I would like to take her under my care so she can become part of the demon slayer corps."

"Muichiro..."

Kagaya spoke with joy and serenity, casually making himself comfortable as he sat down, smiling fondly at the boy's statement as he finished his thought.

"Of course. If this lady has managed to not only catch your attention and trust, but also your love and affection, then she shall be a wonderful addition to our family."

Muichiro was taken aback by the master's words, unable to say anything else but involuntarily feeling himself smiling at his words. The man spoke once again, nostalgia plastered over his words.

"She's a young adult, yes? You know, when I was around your age... And Amane was around miss Erena's age, we got married. I wish you all the best and know that both of you have my felicitations and blessings."

By that point, Erena's heart was pounding so intensely she could hear it loud and clear. Never in her life would she have imagined that such a mild inconvenience could have brought her to a situation like this. Before she could delve too far into it, Kagaya's voice caught her attention once again.

"So then... Erena, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself? I heard from the guards that you don't seem like a local... If you don't mind me asking, is that true?"

"Y-Yes sir! I wasn't born in this country.. I got here when I was a small child, but I don't entirely remember how. I've mostly just been... Doing whatever to keep myself alive. I know how to cook, clean, sew, paint and draw! But I don't know how to read or write... Or fight..."

Slowly her rambling subsided as she tried to be mindful of the information she was sharing. Thankfully Muichiro didn't seem upset or worried, assuring her that she hadn't said too much, to her relief.

"All wonderful skills to have. It's practically impossible for a single person to know how to do everything, so don't worry about anything you still need to learn, we are all happy to help you improve yourself however you may need."

Before she could say anything, Erena's lip trembled as she felt her eyes flood up with tears, touched by how welcoming and kind Kagaya had been. She tried her best to keep her composure, feeling that reassuring touch from Muichiro once again.

"Tokito... I suppose it won't be a problem for you and Erena to share your manor, given your circumstances?"

"Of course, it's what I had in mind anyways."

"Wonderful. And Erena... We shall have a meeting with all of the hashira so you can properly introduce yourself and begin your training."

"Y-Yes! Thank you, sir!"

With a chuckle, Kagaya carefully got back on his feet, smiling and bowing slightly at the couple before him as a hint of tiredness washed over his voice.

"Perfect. I shall leave you to it, then. I shall have Ginko bring you a letter once we're all able to gather up, for now please rest."

Once the man went back into the closed part of the house, Muichiro's body slumped like he felt the weight of the world slip from his back. Erena instinctively rubbed her hand over his back, trying to show him any amount of comfort she could muster while her own mind reeled from the situation.

A momentary glow appeared on Muichiro's eyes as he glanced at Erena, leaning his head into her shoulder as a sigh escaped him, relieved and happy. Avoiding his gaze, the woman spoke nervously.

"...Why did you say that? That we're.. Going to get married?"

"Because I meant it. I don't know what it is yet, but you make me feel... Better. There's an infinite kindness in your heart and it makes me feel at home."

It took Erena a few seconds to even notice that Muichiro had already begun walking again, scurrying behind him quickly as she attempted to question him further but only being able to spew out sputtered babbles before deciding to keep herself quiet.

Muichiro was surprised with himself, silently basking in the warm feeling in his chest, for a moment his eyes shimmered as a fond smile formed on his lips. This wasn't his original plan, having previously thought about taking the woman as his apprentice and companion, but somehow the sudden change just felt incredibly right.

Meanwhile, the woman pacing beside him couldn't keep herself from giggling, fidgeting with the edges of the cloths holding together her outfit. Her face held a wobbly smile, a strong shade of red spreading across her face and ears, eyes stuck on the ground, too flustered to look the boy in the face.

As the couple got further away from Ubuyashiki's mansion, the gentle silence was slowly replaced with the sound of their footsteps against the rocky ground, fittingly accompanied by the rustling of leaves from the trees around them as well as the charming songs from the birds nesting above.

Within a few minutes, a familiar corvid came soaring through the air, swiftly resting upon Muichiro's shoulders as she begrudgingly handed him an envelope, held carefully in her beak. As the boy abruptly stopped to properly read the note, Ginko kept on giving Erena nasty looks, huffing every so often, an unusually quiet demeanor in comparison to her usual sass.

"What is it, Muichiro? Is everything okay?"

The boy nodded, looking up at Erena with his usual hazy expression once again, needlessly showing her the paper in his hands, the language indecipherable to the woman beside him.

"Yes. The guards at the master's mansion have sent a few outfits to my state, as well as a wooden and a basic training sword, for starters. If the clothes don't fit you I'll have someone fetch bigger ones."

Erena let out a quick and excited gasp, almost like a child who had been told they'll be getting a pile of gifts for their birthday. The sparkle in her eye and the joy in her step made Muichiro tilt his head, she couldn't possible be this enthusiastic about a few pieces of cloth and some play weapons, right?

Regardless of his judgement, the boy tugged on the woman's clothes trying to keep her close to him so she wouldn't get lost, noticing that she had picked up the pace to the point where she was walking ahead of him for a moment.

About an hour had passed when the couple spotted a clearing, wood fencing around a tall mansion up ahead. It's architecture was slightly intimidating, gigantic compared to all the little homes back at Erena's village. The woman stopped in her tracks, feeling Muichiro pull her forward for a moment before looking back and speaking in a slightly inpatient but happy voice.

"We're here, this is my estate. Come in, I'll show you around."

Nervously nodding and glancing at her surroundings, Erena took in as much of the view as she could as they walked towards the inside of the mansion. A large well stood near the entrance, a large and empty room looming behind it.

The area was surrounded by small plants and contrastingly large trees, the humidity in the air hinting at the presence of a river or hot springs nearby. As the woman's eyes regained focus up ahead, she quickly noticed the neatly tied package sitting at the entrance's floorboards, excitement returning to her quickly.

Muichiro stepped into the empty room, shooting a small glance at Erena then at the package. The woman understood the hint immediately, carefully picking it up with both of her hands and carrying it with her as she followed the boy, carefully listening to his descriptions of each room, trying to memorize it all.

"This empty room here is where I usually train when I'm by myself, there will be plenty of space for both of us to spar and get your skills... Well, started."

A quick snort escaped Erena as she quickly looked around. Some of the floorboards were lightly worn out, accompanied by torn up dummies and sliced up wood on the walls. One by one, all of the buildings and rooms on the first floor were introduced, leaving the couple at the foot of the stairs.

"Up there is m- Our room! You go first, it's hard to see with that package in your hands, so if you slip I'll be here to catch you."

Muichiro's consideration made Erena blush, having her carefully walk up the stairs as he followed closely behind, hand on the small of her back. Once they were upstairs, the sheer size of the room was enough to intimidate Erena a bit, mouth hung open as she looked around, entirely mesmerized.

Quietly Muichiro took the package from her hands, placing it on the floor and opening it up as she wandered around, curiously investigating every crook and corner of the room. Meanwhile the boy was carefully removing the contents from inside the package, placing them properly spread out through the floor. Just as promised, the training swords and a week's worth of uniforms within the box.

Taking a better look at the uniforms, Muichiro quickly noticed that the skirts were a tad bit too short, and the chest buttons would definitely be a problem... He knew that Masao Maeda was behind this. With a quick sigh the boy simply decided to deal with it later.

He thought for a moment... Thankfully the bottoms of his uniforms were large enough that he could lend them to Erena until he got things sorted out. He wasn't quite sure what to do about the tops though. Glancing back up at the woman, he had a quick start as he noticed her watching over him intently.

A flustered and nervous look forced itself upon Erena's face, who was looking over the skirts with worry, but not truly minding the tops at all. Before she could become more bitter, Muichiro reassured her with a tired smile.

"Try some of my pants, I'm sure they'll fit. My uniform is loose on purpose, so I suppose this will be just a bit more handy..."

Relief spread out in the woman's chest as she smiled down gratefully at Muichiro, leaning over to pick up one of the tops so she could try it on. Without thinking, she quickly placed a kiss to the top of the boys head, smiling fondly as she looked over the uniform in her hands.

"You're very kind... Thank you, Mui."

In response, the most hashira had completely lost his words, feeling his face burn as his eyes darted around, trying to silently process what had just happened. That sparkle in his eyes returning once again as he managed to keep his eyes on the woman before him, back turned as she removed her top.

As the heat and blush spread even more throughout Muichiro's face, at the sight of his fiancée's bare skin, his eyes widened as he noticed some of the scars and bruises on her back. The shock being enough to get him on his feet and worriedly speaking again.

"What... Happened to you? These can't have all been from the demon that caught you last night..."

"Ah, those.. W-Well... Some of the people I've had to live with weren't the kindest. I'm a bit clumsy, and they didn't appreciate it when I knocked over pieces of furniture or spilled food..."

"Fucking morons... Some people really don't deserve the air inside their lungs."

With the blunt comment, Erena quickly slipped on the uniform, fidgeting with the chest buttons for a bit before turning towards Muichiro.

"There! What do you think?"

"Huh... I could've sworn those wouldn't close properly.."

A warm blush washed over the woman's face as she realized the boy had been looking at her chest, making her stumble over her words as she tried to explain how she fixed it up.

"W-Well, if the buttons don't close right you just switch then around!! I-I put the second button on the first one's slot and vice versa!!"

With an absentminded nod and a sigh of relief, Muichiro sat down on his bed, large enough to fit three people, and pat the spot by his side.

"We can wash your other clothes tomorrow, right now we both need to get some rest. It's been a long day and we'll have a lot of work to do soon, so the quicker we sleep the better."

Sitting beside the boy, Erena slowly laid down, taking as little space on the bed as possible, to which Muichiro pulled her slightly closer, worried she might roll over on the cold floor during the night. Before the woman could say anything, the boy pulled a blanket over both of them, laying down and shutting his eyes with a quick whisper.

"Get some rest, we have a big day tomorrow. Goodnight Erena..."

A certain sweetness in his voice when he said her name made Erena ease up a bit, cozying herself up and falling asleep soon after.

During the night Muichiro managed to bury his face in her chest and hold on to the woman's body like a pillow. Being a heavy sleeper, Erena didn't wake up to his touch, simply basking in the warmth all around her as both of them delve deeper into the land of dreams.

[pinkmirth]

he’s so ugly i fucking love him

[hauntsect]

One of Hyles' favorite things, if not his favorite altogether, is touching. He loves to explore and discover in general, so he is very inclined to touch other people as a sign of interest. It delights him to touch, despite having to use gloves with experimentation, for the most part. If he gets overly excited, he'll probably lose the gloves and touch his subject directly, despite the possibility of cross contamination.

When he develops an obsession with someone, he'll probably be inclined to touch them a lot more or desire to do so constantly. That and wanting to discover more about them with and without touch.

[lctibule]

🎲 - also for akio/genji perhaps :3

kiss rouletteㅤㅤ☾ㅤㅤaccepting!

rng says:ㅤ34. a kiss after a bite

ㅤif he was to be honest with himself, he's been after this for a while. nakamura is kind and understanding, the only person genji doesn't mind having tailing him around because he doesn't stop him from doing what he wants, doesn't roll his eyes or go tattling to his father like all the others do. his presence is a pleasant one, and they have a camaraderie — a friendship, even — which genji has come to cherish more than he expected. nakamura gets him in a way that no one else does, empathizes with him, and doesn't look at him as a lazy, troublemaking waste of the shimada name the way that most of the clan does.

ㅤand of course, there's no denying that he's quite attractive, too.

tonight, a bit of their usual playful flirting has taken the turn that genji has been waiting for with more patience than he has anything else in his life. in a dark corner of the castle grounds, he has nakamura's back pressed up against the wall, a hand on his waist, and teeth in his neck. it's a gentle bite, but the hunger behind it is poorly concealed as genji drags his teeth over skin and moves up higher along the other's neck where he places another bite, followed by a quick press of his lips.

ㅤㅤ" aki-kun, "ㅤhe purrs, pulling away with some reluctance to peer into the other man's face, eyes hooded. although his breath is marked by the scent of alcohol, he's not drunk — buzzed, at best. enough to lower his inhibitions, to make what he knows is probably another mistake, without it necessarily being another self-destructive impulse that he has little control over. he knows what he's doing, and he hopes nakamura has been anticipating it just as much as he has.

ㅤㅤ" i've been wondering for a while, you know, what it would be like to kiss you. what you might taste like... "ㅤgaze flits briefly to the other's lips, his own curling into something of a smirk before his eyes find nakamura's once more, searching his face for a moment. soon enough, genji is leaning closer, a thumb catching akio's chin to tilt his head just so and, heart skipping a beat, he brings their lips together.

it's funny... he's kissed a lot of people, but he finds himself approaching this kiss more gently than he normally would. there's a heat behind it, to be sure, but the intensity is different to that of a makeout session in the back of a club — there's no hurry here, he's not in a rush to get to anything else, instead quite content to simply take his time, and to feel out what nakamura has to offer in return. it's... nice. somehow better than he could have expected, and it has him pushing in a bit harder, adding a little more pressure but holding no expectations. the hand tucked beneath the other's chin moves, fingers sliding around the back of his head to curl into his hair, drawing nakamura in closer yet, and genji breathes a soft sigh through his nose.

ㅤif he wasn't intoxicated before, he thinks he might be now.

[stellarhistoria]

" I have to thank you, " ── the doctor intones to the individual poorly sneaking through his offices. " Without you, none of this would have been possible. "

@terredivine [ dottore and andrii ]

[porcalinecunt]

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐔𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇!

🪽 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ how aot men would treat their himbo incubus! ~

·˚ ◌༘͙[featuring] ! ˊ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍, 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈, 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑

cw — ftm!reader. lots of rough sex. dumbification. overstimulation. breeding to the max. size kink. spanking. masochism(?) oral sex. throat fucking. cumshot. multiple orgasms.

◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ author’s note! : i made this while violently down horrendous for aot men jfc i was possessed anyways! this will be my last post as im going on a trip soon, so enjoy! 🎀

₊˚ෆ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑

to be blunt, eren can be a bit of a meanie! after all, you came at such a poor time. the man was too busy jerking off to whatever porn he found, desperately trying to get himself off when you came and ruined his orgasm. as if you weren’t enough of a nuisance, you proceeded to act dumb in front of an annoyed and furiously horny eren. you’re sweet babbling came to a rude halt once the brunette grabbed you by the waist and threw you onto your stomach while you faced the end of the bed. you couldn’t get a word in before you felt something pry at your soaked pussy, turning your head to see your mortal host push himself inside of you and violently snapping his hips against yours. it was only the beginning of his frustrated tirade on your poor cunt, maybe you should’ve shut your mouth or be a little more considerate of your hosts!

“h-hah..eren! g-gentle!—“ you whined like a bitch in heat, only to be met with another harsh smack on your bare ass that was littered in eren’s handprints. you couldn’t help but look back through puffy, wet eyes at the mortal who was fucking you with such ferocity. a green eyed glare made you turn away in embarrassment, before a hand forced you to face him again. god, the way he looked at you could easily rival every man you stole an orgasm from. “e-eren..” you moaned, earning you a hard snap from his hips as he leaned closer to you. the smell of cigarettes still lingered around him.

“who’s fault is it that you got yourself in this mess? hm? not me. now shut up and take my cock like a good little incubus..”

₊˚ෆ 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍

secretly (not really tho), jean adores your naivety. even more so knowing exactly what you are, i mean, how can a literal sex demon be so stupid? a question he’ll never get answers to, but why matter? not when you finally find him in a state of carnal desire. jean will never forget your cute dumb face once you saw his hard cock out in full fuckin’ glory. he was huge, so huge, you struggled to take in his girth. pathetic kitty licks ‘n kisses on his leaking tip to helplessly grinding on his length, it only turned him on even more. enough to where you already completed your task, and yet here you were, continuously pumped full of his cum inside your ruined cunt. the best part? jean wasn’t gonna stop anytime soon, not until you stop making that stupid fucked out face that only gets him hard all over again!

seven rounds later and he still was nowhere near done. your incubus mark that rested on your womb glowed furiously in a hot pink shade, signifying your pleasure and satisfaction with your host. jean knew damn well of this, but continued to fuck you cum filled cunt as a pace only a rabbit could possibly do. “jean..! i-i can’tttt! too much! ah!” you babbled through drool soaked lips, only to be silenced by a sloppy kiss from him. he couldn’t even kiss you properly while being pussydrunk beyond oblivion. lifting you head, you watched in awe at the sight of jean stuffing your pussy full of cock, a small bump in your womb from how many times he creampied you.

“stay with me baby, i know you can take another one in you..you’re doing such a good job f’me love. shit..!”

₊˚ෆ 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

the short and sweet of this man is how little he takes your bullshit. trying to get a good night sleep was difficult enough with your constant whining for attention. you were waiting for a chance to get your cunt pounded by the mortal, only to see him trying to go to sleep instead. however, your efforts weren’t in vain, as levi shot up and yanked you over his lap. you could feel his dick growing harder and harder in his pants as he tore off your flimsy thong that barely covered shit. a calloused hand came down on your bare ass, a sharp smack! startled you as your body jolted forwards only to be pulled back roughly by levi. hit after hit, the pain became an intoxicating pleasure as your cunt soaked itself in arousal, your painfully swollen clit begging to be touched. unfortunately, levi wasn’t the easiest to falter.

smack! a yelp tore out of your sore throat followed by a weak whine, the stinging pain slowly numbing your ass before you were forced back down to earth by another harsh strike. “no..no more..! hurts t-too mu—“ SMACK! another strike startled you from your rambling, almost falling off of levi’s lap where he pulled you up roughly by the tail and secured you tightly. you didn’t have to look at him to know how fed up he was with you antics, or how aroused he was. you wanted so badly for him to just have his way with you, spitting you open and bruising your insides. a tinge of regret only grew bigger as his painfully obvious boner poked at your thigh. fuck, he was hung down there, if only you just behaved yourself!

“what’s the matter? quit squirming like a brat and sit the fuck still. you asked for this.”

₊˚ෆ 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐍

did you piss of this literal giant on purpose? maybe, and what’s wrong with that? infiltrating a wet dream of him getting sucked off by some rando he found hot, fusing reality with fantasy until it abruptly ended before he could cum. you couldn’t help but giggle at poor reiner, well, until he forced you onto your knees and finished the damn job himself. it didn’t matter how many cocks you’ve swallowed, you struggled to take reiner’s full length as he mercilessly fucked your throat inch by inch until your nose was touching his pubic hairs. the stretch of his girth had your throat and mouth stuffed full until you couldn’t utter a word out. don’t think he’ll stop there either! the moment his dick twitches, he’ll pull out and cum all over that pretty face of yours. such an erotic sight gets him hard all over again, only this time, he’ll breed your throat full.

“atta boy. putting that mouth to good fucking use after that stunt you pulled..don’t worry, i’m not even close to done.”

© porcalinecunt 🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩ྀི do not steal, translate, or use my work and claim as your own.

[shegetsburned]

how they like to kiss you w. jujutsu kaisen men ˚ 𐙚 ⋆.

❥ they kiss you like.. a sloppy first-timer. weak, sweaty kisses, because it’s unbearably hot. it’s a greedy and messy kiss. it’s mostly tongue when he tries to push his way between your lips, firmly gripping the back of your head. a string of saliva connects your lips when you finally part.

satoru gojo, toji fushiguro, choso kamo, takuma ino, aoi todo, hajime kashimo, kenjaku

❥ they kiss you like.. you’ll forget how he tastes like. quick pecks here and there, finishing on the mouth. every time he leaves or comes back you’re greeted with one warm kiss. you can’t possibly escape it. he’ll tilt your head up towards him to steal one or distract you from whatever you’re doing so he can get one.

satoru gojo, kento nanami, hakari kinji, ryomen sukuna, naoya zenin, toji fushiguro, shiu kong, atsuya kusakabe

❥ they kiss you like.. an hungry man. hands caressing your neck or tracing your jaw as they kiss you nuts. he needs to touch you. his hands on your bare skin, lips nibbling, biting— moaning into yours, while heavily breathing after. a fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.

ryomen sukuna, satoru gojo, suguru geto, toji fushiguro, choso kamo, naoya zenin, aoi todo, kinji hakari, kenjaku, hajime kashimo, shiu kong

❥ they kiss you like.. you’re a delicate flower that needs meticulous care. it’s slow. tracing your lips with a fingertip until he can’t resist any longer, tilting your chin towards him for a kiss. his thumb trailing down to your jawbone. you feel his soft touch against your skin, ever so slightly grazing it with tenderness and affection.

kento nanami, suguru geto, atsuya kusakabe, hiromi higuruma, shiu kong, hajime kashimo, masamichi yaga

❥ they kiss you like.. a secret that’s making its way to your ears. a curious and uncertain soft kiss that turns into a fever. a gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion. a kiss so ardent— so perfect, that, after you part, neither one of you can open your eyes for a few moments afterwards.

choso kamo, kento nanami, suguru geto, takuma ino, atsuya kusakabe, hiromi higuruma, masachimi yaga

a/n. hope you enjoyed! also don’t come at me, it’s my personal opinion <3

© shegetsburned 2024 please do not repost/edit/or claim my writing as your own.

[babyleostuff]

kissing them mid argument | ot13

❥ seungcheol 

instantly forgets what you were fighting about AND will chase your lips with his. cheol usually argues until the end, but when it comes to you, it doesn't matter if the blame falls on him (even though he didn't do anything) - as long as he can go back to hugging, kissing and suffocating you with his love, he’s a 100% fine with taking the blame (okay, who’re we kidding - he’ll be a bit sulky). you’d keep apologising to each other with his forehead resting on yours, and whisper quiet "i love you’s" that cheol would seal with his pouty lips on yours. 

❥ jeonghan 

jeonghan would roll his eyes, one - to tease you, two - to hide how shy your kiss made him. his cheeks would turn into a pretty shade of pink but he’d quickly try to distract you with a sarcastic remark or gaslight you that you’re the one that got shy, just to hide his reaction. at the end though, hannie would grab your hand, pulling you closer to him, and place a soft kiss on your lips. "you're lucky that i love you, because normally i would have kicked you out of the house by now."

❥ joshua 

shy at first then turns into a little menace. he’d try to turn it all against you and probably start chasing you around the apartment so he could kiss you back (a perfect way to put that awful argument behind you, since it was about something silly anyway). shua would still have a slight blush on his cheeks when he gets you, wrapping you in a big hug, as you’d try to wriggle yourself out of his grip. soon your living room would be filled with giggles and laughs. 

❥ jun 

turns into a shy and blushy bean, which always happens when you kiss him out of the blue. jun was just so focused on the argument and careful not to raise his voice at you that he totally didn’t catch the moment you grabbed him by his hoodie, smashing your lips into his. he’d thank his lucky stars for your kiss, he absolutely hated fighting with you, and nothing felt better than feeling your lips on his, your body close to his chest, and your hands cupping his face. 

❥ hoshi 

he’d grin so widely it’d be almost impossible, with the corners of his eyes scrunched adorably - soonyoung is a number one fan of your skinship and physical affection, and you kissing him is a cherry on top no matter what - even if you’re arguing. not a second would go by, and hoshi would pull you back, kissing you all over your face as both of you would erupt in a fit of giggles and soft smiles. just for funsies, soonyoung would try to start an ���argument” with you just so you’d kiss him again.   

❥ wonwoo 

malfunctiones for a hot second. just kind of stands there and blinks - no thoughts, head empty. all his rational arguments would fly out of his head and he wouldn't know what to do with himself. "yes, well.. um." then he could react in two ways - either his ears would turn red with embarrassment, or he would snap at you with the "what the hell do you think you are doing." (with love of course). wonwoo just doesn't always know how to react to your affection.

❥ woozi 

jihoon can’t help but smile - he thinks you’re the cutest and most adorable thing ever. after he realises how widely he’s smiling, he scoffs and shakes his head in disapproval, just to hide how giddy and fluffy you made him feel with such a small thing. “do you think this will end the fight?” just give him another kiss and he’s gone - the fight is forgotten, there is no way jihoon will take this argument seriously anymore, thanks to you and your cute antics. what can i say, he has THE biggest soft spot for you. 

❥ dk 

he’s face would scream “kiss me again, please?” one of the things seokmin hates the most is fighting with you - even if it’s just a small everyday argument - he can’t handle that, so he’s so so happy and relieved when you kiss him. the second you pull away you’re met with his puppy eyes and an adorable pout, so you don’t have much choice but to kiss him again. your fight would quickly turn into a soft makeout session, filled with gentle kisses and apologies, though neither of you really knew what you were apologising for at this point.  

❥ mingyu 

sulky baby because he was about to say the best argument in his life, happy that he could finally stand up for himslef (though he knew he wouldn’t have won that fight either way). but to be honest, gyu would just be relieved that the fight was over, and if he wasn't so focused on kissing you back, smashing his lips into yours, he’d probably do a victory lap around the apartment. his puppy eyes would be sparkling with nothing but love and excitement, delighted that he could go back to being his usual clingy mingoo self.   

❥ minghao 

would ignore your kiss at first and keep on fighting with you, adamant on proving his point. he’d ignore the next three kisses as well, still babbling about whatever you were fighting about. by the fifth kiss, hao would start to lose his train of thoughts, and he’d start stuttering a bit, trying to remember what he wanted to say. then the sixth and seventh kiss would come, and that’s when he’d give up on the fight. “cute,” he’d mutter with a soft smile, and finally kiss you back. 

❥ seungkwan 

“i’ll give you a kiss later, just let me finish.” very adamant on finishing the fight although he’d completely forget what he wanted to say, all thanks to your kiss, (but boo would still continue to babble even though it wouldn’t make much sense). then he’d just kind of catch himself making no sense, and he’d just laugh and kiss you back, your fight long forgotten (just as you’d be about to fall asleep he’d remember what he wanted to say, and would keep you up for the next hour just so he could finish the argument). 

❥ vernon 

malfunctiones #2. “okay, but does that mean we’re done fighting?” just stands there trying to process what had just happened, because a second ago you were arguing, and now you were kissing him? a bit confused, but relieved at the same time - vernon hates fighting with you, and it doesn’t really matter to him who takes the blame - he could honestly take the whole blame if that meant the fight was over. he’d think about that lil kiss for the rest of the day, he’d even catch himself smiling at the thought of it in the middle of practice.   

❥ chan 

blushes furiously, and hides his head in your neck. “you can’t kiss me like that, we’re fighting!” he’d mumble, although you knew he had forgotten about the argument the second your lips touched his - chan was just too shy to admit that. turns into a little cutie, because even though your relationship is filled with surprise kisses, and out of the blue hugs, they always make him shy and so fuzzy on the inside, and he can’t help but blush as every coherent thought leaves his mind.

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[fallingformatt]

BIRTHDAY SEX M.S.

bestfriend!Matt x fem!reader

summary: Matt can’t control himself seeing you in your black, little dress you’re wearing for your birthday, so he gifts himself to you.

warnings: THIS IS PURE FILTH!!! Fingering (f receiving) oral (m receiving) unprotected sex

word count: 3.4k

a/n: This one’s long, but I’ve had this scenario in my head for so long, I promise you won’t regret reading this. not proofread.

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It was my 20th birthday today, I didn’t want to do much for my birthday as I didn’t want to deal with the planning of everything. I decided that I was going to buy myself a cake and just celebrate by myself.

It’s almost 6 pm and it’s starting to get dark outside, I decided to blow out my birthday candles so I quickly got ready to be pretty for myself, I decided to leave on my pink silk robe after taking a shower and decided not to change into anything special. I put on some makeup and put rollers in my hair. A true housewife birthday. I sat down on the floor at my living room coffee table ready to light up the candles when I heard a knock at my door. Confused I get up to see who it is, I open the door and it’s Matt.

“Hey birthday girl! Happy birthday!” He says happily with a huge smile on his face as he gives me a tight hug.

“Matt, what are you doing here?” I ask confused by his unexpected arrival.

I scan him head to toe getting even more confused. He’s wearing oversized jeans that are only held on by his belt and a black t-shirt “Why aren’t you in sweatpants? Are you going somewhere?” I ask confused.

“No silly WE are going somewhere. Did you really think I was going to forget your birthday? That’s what best friends are for. C'mon get dressed, everyone is already there” Matt said keeping the big smile on his face. My confusion wasn’t cleared up not even a bit, why was he here, where are we going, and why is everyone already there?

Without saying anything he enters my apartment and walks to the living room plopping into my white, big couch. “Aw how sweet, you were gonna blow out your birthday candles, the cake can wait, get dressed,” he said as he pulled out his phone from the pocket of his oversized jeans. Still confused I walk past him and into my room to get dressed leaving a small part of my door open so I can hear him.

“You still haven’t told me where we’re going” I shout from my room as I strip down from my pink robe walking over to my dresser to find a bra and panties. I pull out a matching black set. A sheer black mesh part for the bra with a small pink bow in the middle of the bra and the same cute little bow on the back of the thong.

“You’ll find out when we get there, get dressed quickly,” he says.

“Well I don’t know what to wear if I don’t know where we’re going” I angrily said and looked at the door as I put on my lingerie and was now headed to my closet.

Suddenly I hear fast footsteps coming towards my room and the next second Matt is in my room looking at me only in my lingerie. My eyes widen as he looks at me, staring me down and a smirk creeps on his lips.

“Well you know what lingerie to wear I think you’ll figure out what to wear,” he says teasingly.

I grab a pillow from my bed and throw it at him “Get out Matt” I shout.

He puts up his hands on either side of his chest making a ‘I didn’t do anything wrong’ face before leaving my room and once again sitting down on the white couch.

“Wear that little black dress you got, the one that shows off your ass every time you take a step” he shouts in a low voice from the living room.

My eyes widen as I hear the words coming from the living room “Matthew are you constantly looking at my ass?!” I shout angrily while sifting through my closet to find something to wear.

“You can’t blame me, you do look hot in that little black dress,” he answers.

'That's it, you know what Matt? I will wear that dress, just to tease you and get revenge for walking in on me changing' I thought to myself.

I quickly searched through my closet and my eyes lit up when I saw the dress Matt was talking about. It really was a small black dress, which I had worn maybe like 3 times total. The dress bearly covered my ass and the top of the dress was finished with a small lace trim. I quickly put on the dress and walked to the mirror which is located above my dresser. While looking at the mirror I take out the rollers from my hair giving me the perfect blowout look. I put in my favorite gold earrings, and touch up my lips with some lip liner and lip gloss, I put on my favorite kitten heels and finally spray on some perfume, which made me and the room smell like coffee and vanilla. I took a last look in the mirror and I was feeling myself, 'I look so good, good thing I did my makeup and put my hair in rollers' I thought to myself.

I walk out of my room and see Matt's head turning to look at me, his cheerful, innocent gaze turning dark as a lustful smile creeps on his face as he stares me down leaving his gaze on my legs and my ass.

"You look so good princess," he says as he gets up from the couch walking closer to me. "You ready to go beautiful?" he asks.

"Yeah let's go” I say as I walk past him heading for the door as I grab my little black channel bag that the triplets got me as a gift for my last birthday. It goes perfectly with my outfit.

Matt follows me outside and I lock the door behind me and we head to his car. We both get in and Matt pulls out of the parking lot. He starts driving and puts on some music as he drives. The inside of the car is dark and the only light is coming from the street lights but I still can see Matt if I look at him.

Im looking outside the window admiring the view as we pull up to a fancy restaurant. “We’re here,” Matt says and I turn to look at him and see him staring at my thighs while licking his lips. I turn my head to look back outside the window as I smirk to myself that my plan is working. I open the car door to get to out and purposely pop out my butt while getting out. Matt also gets out the car and locks it.

We walk to the entrance of the restaurant and Matt holds the door open for me. As I walk past him I nod my head as a ‘thank you’. While walking in further I feel Matt’s hand on my lower back guiding me to where we should go. We get to this big round table in the middle of the restaurant and everyone is sitting around the fancy set up table. I smile as I look at everyone and wave.

“I brought the birthday girl” Matt says cheerfully and pulls me closer to his side. Everyone wishes me a happy birthday and we sit down at the table and the only free seats were next to each other.

We all enjoy each other’s company and the delicious food while talking with each other. Through out the whole dinner I was ignoring Matt and not paying any attention to him, talking with everyone but him.

“Did you like the surprise?” Chris asks while sitting across the table from me. I continue the conversation, when suddenly I feel a cold hand creeping its way on my thigh under the table. My eyes widen and my head instantly shoots to look at Matt. He slowly turns to look at me and has a smirk plastered across his face his blue eyes growing dark with dirty intentions. I try to brush his hand off of my thigh but he wraps his hand tighter around my thigh as his cold rings dig in to my skin. I give up and try not to draw any attention to whats going on.

As the evening continues, I continue to ignore him, ‘if he wants to leave his hand on my thigh he can, but he’s not getting any of my attention’ I think to myself.

While I’m talking with Madi, Matt notices that I don’t care about his hand on my thigh. Mid sentence, I feel his hand sliding up closer to my core and my breath hitches. “Are you okay?” Madi asks with concerned expression. “Yeah I’m fine, where were we?” I respond still continuing to ignore Matt and not giving into his touch.

Suddenly I feel Matt’s hand moving even further, his fingers reaching and tracing my clothed clit. I squeeze my thighs together and let out a heavy breath, feeling myself getting wet. “Are you really okay?” Nick now asks me. I know this won’t end and I don’t want anyone to catch us so I had to lie, I try to gather myself so I can answer Nick. “I’m not sure, I think I need to lay down” I answer. “Oh, that’s not good,” Nick says, making a sad expression before continuing, “Matt could you take her home, and see if she’s alr-“ before Nick even got to finish his sentence Matt removes his hand from my thigh completely before he quickly gets up and nods to Nick. I also get up, “thank you everyone, this was such a great surprise, I’m so sorry it has to end this way” I say as I push the chair I was sitting in to the table. “It’s okay, get well soon” Madi said, I said bye to everyone and we left.

I rushed out of the restaurant heading to the car. Matt unlocked the car and I quickly got in. Matt also gets in and starts the car. “What was that” I say with an angry tone, “We could’ve been caught” I continue and look outside the window as the car starts to move. “Looks like the birthday girl knows how to get away with a lie. I know what you were doing, I love that little black dress” Matt says, his voice filled with lust. “We can’t be doing this, this is a bad idea, you’re my best friend, what if everyone finds out?” I answer with a question, still looking outside of the window. “It doesn’t matter, you’re the birthday girl” Matt answers.

The car was silent, I continued to stare outside the window when the thought of Matt’s hand on my thigh crosses my mind. I feel myself getting wet again and I bite my bottom lip as I look in the window seeing Matts reflection, I see his smirk as he continues to drive focusing on the road. As I was about to turn my head, I feel his cold hand on my thigh once again. I let out a small moan as I sink deeper into the seat. His hand moving closer and closer until reaching my heat, his thumb started rubbing circles on my clit. I let out a moan as I turn my head to look at him. Matt however does not take his eyes off the road, smirk still stuck on his face. I’ve never seen Matt like this, but thats why it’s turning me on even more, I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but it feels so good.

He moves my thong to the side with his two fingers in one quick motion then proceeds to move his fingers up and down my heat before pushing two fingers in to me, I let out a loud moan throwing back my head, my hand reaching for the seatbelt so that I have something to hold on to. He moves his fingers in and out of me curling them giving me unimaginable pleasure. He continues to pump his fingers in to me, slowly increasing the speed. “Ohh fuck Matt, it feels so good” I moan out as I switch out the seatbelt for his arm to hold on.

I start to move my hips back and forth as I hold on to him. My breathing gets uneasy as I feel my orgasm coming. “Please Matt, don’t stop, your fingers feel so good” I moan. Matt still ignoring me and keeping his eyes on the road. “Matt I’m so close” I moan out and the next moment he pulls his fingers out of me. I let out a frustrated moan from the loss of contact. He’s still not looking at me, he’s ignoring me. “Please Matt, I need you” I say with a frustrated tone. No answer. “Please, I need you, I’m so close” I beg as I grind my hips against the leather car seat trying to release the pressure built up in my stomach. Silence fills the car as we stop at a red light. “I’m sorry for ignoring you, I really nee-“ I almost cry out looking at him, but before I even get to finish Matt turns his head, his eyes staring right in to mine and his fingers sharply enter me once more. I moan out but I don’t take my eyes off of his. He curls his fingers in me and his speed quickens. I quickly feel my climax coming and I put my hand on his pushing his fingers deeper. Two more thrusts and I feel the tension in my stomach releasing. I let a loud almost scream like moan still looking in his eyes, now both of my hands holding on to his arm as I ride out my high. I pant heavily and Matt once again turns his head to look at the road as the red light turns green.

I try to calm down my breathing as we pull into my apartment’s parking lot. I quickly get out, Matt following quickly after. I grab his hand and lead him to my front door as fast as I can. I unlock my front door and yank him in. He closes the door and with one swift motion he turns me around and presses my back against the door smashing his lips on to mine. He licks my lips asking for entrance and then his tongue explores my mouth. His hands running over my body moving from my waist to my ass to the bottom hem of my dress. He breaks the kiss and looks down at my dress “Oh god how I love that little, black dress,” Matt says in a dark but quiet tone.

His lips pushing onto mine again, my hands creep around, one stopping to rest on his chest as the other moves to the nape of his head. His hands travel to my ass once again, giving me a quick slap before grabbing and pulling on it signaling me to jump. I do just that and his hands move to hold my ass as I wrap my legs around his waist.

Continuing the kiss, Matt turns around and starts walking to the living room. He lays me down on the couch breaking the kiss. He looks to his side and a smirk creeps up on him as he stands up and quickly shuffles through his pockets pulling out a lighter. He lights the candles on the cake and I get off the couch and kneel so that I’m able to blow out the candles. “Make a wish, birthday girl,” Matts says his voice dark with a hint of pure filth. I close my eyes as I make a wish. I blow out the candles and open my eyes looking up at Matt. I see his smirk as he looks down at me licking his lips.

He reaches for the cake and brushes his thumb over the icing. He moves his thumb and pushes it against my lips. “Open,” Matt says firmly and I do as he says. He pushes his thumb in my mouth and I suck the icing off of it. “Mmmm, tastes so sweet,” I say as I look up at him innocently, teasing him. I brush my hand over his crotch, gently rubbing his dick. He rolls his eyes as he throws back his head, moan escaping his lips.

I quickly unbuckle his belt, causing his pants to fall to the floor. I massage his cock through his boxers and he winces. “Don’t tease me,” he says almost whispering. I don’t think twice as I hook my fingers on his Calvin Klein boxers waistband pulling them down. His cock slips out and smacks his stomach before falling. I lick my lips before grabbing his cock licking the tip. I lick from his tip to the base of his cock before moving my head back opening my mouth and wrapping my lips around his hard dick. I bobbed my head on his cock and pumped with my hand the part that I couldn’t reach.

I looked up at him through my eyelashes only to find him staring down at me his mouth slightly opened as he breathes out heavily. I continue to suck his dick and his hands move to my head, gathering my hair making a ponytail. While staring in his eyes I quicken my pace and Matt lets out a load moan letting his head fall back. “Oh you feel so good around my cock baby” he moans. His voice making my mouth water and I start to move even faster, loud slurps can be heard as I suck him off. “Don’t stop, I’m close,” he grunts out. He pushes my head further down his cock thrusting it in my mouth. Tears start to roll off my cheeks and my mascara with them. I look up at him and he lets a moan fall from his lips. I move my head a few more times before gagging as there’s no more air. He inhales sharply as he stops thrusting releasing his seed in my mouth and then moans. I move my mouth off of his dick, a string of saliva connected from his tip to my lips, I look up at him as I swallow his cum and he releases my hair.

He grabs my hand as he helps me get up before pushing me down on my white couch. He crawls over me and leaves a kiss on my neck before his hand moves to the cake and he breaks a small peace off placing it into his mouth. He pushes lips on mine and his tongue immediately entering my mouth. The taste of his tongue mixed with the sweet cake is driving me insane. I feel the wetness dripping down from my pussy and I wrap my hands around his neck pulling him deeper into the kiss before breaking it. “Matt, I need you in me,” I say.

Matt pulls up my dress enough to give himself access to my dripping hole. “I like your panties,” Matt says winking at me before quickly sliding them down my legs. “You’re so wet for me,” he growls and takes his cock in his hand pumping it a few times, then he starts rubbing it up and down my folds to collect my wetness before pushing his length in to me. “Oh my god,” I gasp as I grab on to his tattooed bicep. He starts thrusting into me with slow but hard thrusts. His head falls in the nape of my neck as he leaves kisses and occasionally sucking and biting on my skin. “You’re so tight, oh my god,” Matt moans as he quickens his thrusts. I feel my orgasm coming again.

“Matt don’t stop, I’m about to cum,” I whine as my walls close around his pulsating cock. Matt thrusts deep and fast, his tip kissing my g-spot. My hips shoot up, orgasm taking over me, my pleasure sending shivers down my spine. I start to shake as he continues to thrust in me deeper than ever before getting stiff. “Ohhh fuckkkk,” he lets out growl like moan, leaning his forehead against my collar bone as he bites my shoulder before planting his cum inside me as my legs shake as I’m coming down from my high.

He plops next to me trying to catch his breath. “That’s my birthday girl,” Matt says as he looks at me. “Did your birthday wish come true?” He asks and a smirk creeps up on his face. I grab a piece of the cake and shove it in his mouth, “shut up.” I say laughing.

[skywalkerslvt]

Leon Fucking You In A Sketchy Alleyway

❥Pairing: Leon Kennedy x F!Reader

❥Summary: Leon and reader get horny while he teaches her how to play pool, so he fucks her in a sketchy alleyway.

❥CW: 18+, smut, semi-public sex, unprotected p in v, sorta praise kink? 2.2k words

❥a/n: another very rushed and not proofread fic lol! Was half asleep when I finished writing it so I hope it's not too hard to follow. Enjoy <3

The day had been long and exhausting. You and Leon had spent hours on patrol, dealing with the usual chaos that the city seemed to attract. As partners on the police force, you and Leon had grown accustomed to each other's company, you developed a rhythm that made every situation–stressful or not–so easy. You guys were inseparable, best friends even, and you worked well together. 

After clocking out, a few of your coworkers suggested heading to a nearby bar to unwind. It was a dingy, dimly lit place, frequented by off duty cops and regulars looking for a cheap drink. You and Leon had exchanged a glance and shrugged–why not? 

The bar was slightly crowded, the stale air smelling of cheap beer and cigarettes. You found a table with your coworkers and ordered a round of drinks. The chatter was lively, everyone sharing stories from the day and laughing at old jokes. 

A few drinks later, you found yourself tipsy and alone at your table, your coworkers mingling around the bar. One of them was having a game of pool with Leon. You had decided to stay at the table and watch the game while nursing your drink. 

Leon stood at the pool table, his eyes narrowing in concentration as he lined up his shot. He leaned over, his body a perfect blend of tension and relaxation. God, he looked good. The two of you had developed a close bond over the years. You trusted him with your life, and he trusted you with his. Your friendship was solid, built on shared experiences and mutual respect. Over time, your friendship had grown into something deeper–an unspoken bond that nothing else could compare to. You found yourself drawn to him in ways that went beyond mere friendship, your heart racing whenever he flashed that boyish smile or offered a comforting word. It was more than just professional respect that you two shared; it was magnetic attraction that was getting harder and harder for the two of you to ignore. 

It wasn't until Leon had walked over and stood in front of you, that you realized the game was over. You had been so lost in your thoughts, staring at him, that you hadn't noticed. 

“Ever played?” he asked with a boyish grin, nodding to the pool table. 

You shook your head, taking a sip of your drink. “Nope. Never learned how. I've always wanted to try, though.” 

A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes. “Want me to teach you? It's not too hard.”

You hesitated, feeling a flutter of nervousness. “Sure, why not? But be warned, I'm a fast learner.” 

Leon laughed as you stood up, grabbing a couple of cue sticks. “We'll see about that. Come on.”

As you walked over to the pool table, the noisy sounds of the bar faded into the background, your only focus being Leon as he handed you a cue stick and explained the rules of the game. His hands occasionally brushed against yours as he adjusted your grip and stance. 

“First, you need to get your stance right,” he said, positioning himself behind you. As he pressed his chest to your back, he began guiding your arms with his hands. “Like this.”

You could feel his breath ghost on your neck, the sensation sending shivers down your spine. You hummed in affirmation, trying to focus on the game. 

“Now, aim for the ball,” he continued, voice low and steady. “And don’t forget to keep your eyes on the cue ball.”

You took a shot, but missed the ball completely. Leon chuckled lightly behind you. “That’s alright, it takes practice. Here, let me help you get the hang of it.”

He pressed himself even closer behind you and placed a hand on your upper back, pushing you forward until you were bent over the table. Heat rose to your cheeks as you felt him put his arms around you, his much larger hands enveloping your own as he corrected your grip once again and guided your hands into the correct position. His crotch was barely grazing your ass, but that was all it took to turn you on. You inhaled sharply at the compromising position you two were in, feeling heat begin to pool between your thighs. 

Leon noticed your sudden intake of breath, and leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear. “Relax,” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly, most likely from the few drinks he had. “Now, watch how I do it,” he said while guiding your hands.

With his guidance, you took another shot, this time hitting the ball. It rolled slowly, hitting another ball, but didn’t make any pockets. “I guess I’m not as fast a learner as I thought,” you said with a shaky exhale. 

Leon chuckled, the sound sending butterflies throughout your stomach. “You’re doing great. Just need a bit of practice. He moved his hands to your waist, his presence a comforting weight behind your back. 

"Want to try again?" he asked, his voice softer now, more intimate. You nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. He positioned your hands again, his touch lingering longer than necessary. The atmosphere around you grew thick with unspoken tension, each brush of his fingers against yours sending sparks through your veins.

As you lined up for another shot, Leon's hand slid from your back to your waist, his fingers pressing into your hip. "Just like that," he whispered, his breath warm against your neck. You could feel his chest rising and falling with each breath, his closeness intoxicating.

You took the shot, and this time, the ball sank into a pocket. You couldn't help but grin, turning your head slightly to look at him. "I did it," you said, your voice filled with a mix of surprise and triumph.

Leon smiled back, eyes locking onto yours.“Atta girl! Let's try it one more time.”

As you took the shot, you felt Leon's body press even closer against yours, his crotch pressed firmly against your ass now, and you could feel his half hard cock through his jeans. His breath was hot against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. As you took your shot, you experimentally pushed your hips back, slightly grinding your ass against his crotch. 

Leon's grip on your waist tightened, his fingers digging into your skin as he fought to control his own desire. You could feel the tension in his body, the barely contained need radiating from him in waves.

"Damn," he muttered under his breath, his voice strained with restraint. "You're a natural."

You turned to look at him, the intensity in his eyes leaving you breathless. "Thanks," you managed to say, your voice barely a whisper.

Leon opened his mouth to say something, but abruptly closed it in hesitation. “Do you…Do you wanna get out of here?” He asked. 

You caught the hesitation in Leon's voice, sensing there was something more behind his question. Your heart pounded in your chest as you searched his eyes for any sign of what he was really asking.

His gaze flickered between your eyes and your lips, a silent invitation hanging in the air. Without a word, you nodded, your own desire mirrored in his intense gaze.

In a heartbeat, Leon took your hand, leading you through the crowded bar towards the exit. The world around you faded into a blur as anticipation coursed through your veins.

The night air was cool on your flushed skin. Leon led you to the dark alleyway beside the bar, abruptly pushing you flush against the rough brick wall, and before you could even register the slight pain, his lips were on yours in a sloppy, open mouthed kiss. His hands roamed your body, moving up from your hips to your breasts where he groped you roughly. 

Your hands grabbed his now fully hard cock through the fabric of his jeans, causing him to let out a strangled moan into your mouth. You fumbled with the buttons on his jeans, the urgency in your movements mirroring his own need for you. Leon's ragged breaths mingled with your own as you finally succeeded, the sound of his heavy breaths filling the air as you pushed his jeans down his hips.

His hands had moved down to your thighs now, reaching up your skirt as he ran his finger along the wetness of your panties.

“Fuck…already so wet f’me,” he teased as he slid your soaked panties to the side, gathering your slick on his fingers as he pushed a finger inside of you while circling your clit with his thumb.

You whined as you began pumping his hard cock, precum staining your hand. “Leon…need you inside of me, now.”

“Fuck–I know, baby, I know. Just be a good girl and take my fingers for now. Then you can go dumb on my cock, yeah?”

You moaned and nodded, bucking your hips into his hand to gain more friction on your clit. 

With a wicked grin, Leon complied, his finger delving deeper inside you, curling and stroking in all the right places as you whimpered and squirmed against him. Each movement sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body, the sensation building with every thrust of his hand.

You clung to him desperately, your need for release growing with each passing second. Leon's touch was electrifying, his fingers expertly navigating your slick folds as you teetered on the edge of ecstasy.

Right when you were about to cum, Leon removed his fingers, bringing them up to his lips and tasting your slick. He grabbed your thigh, holding it up around his hip as he guided his thick tip to your entrance, pushing in slowly. 

You keened at how his thick cock stretched the walls of your cunt. You've never had a cock this big, and he was filling you so good. You clenched around him as he gave you a second to adjust, causing him to let out a low groan. 

Unable to hold back any longer, Leon rolled his hips into yours as he leaned in and began sucking marks onto your neck. His cock was angled just right and was brushing against that gummy spot that had you seeing stars. 

You began meeting his thrusts, urging him to take you deeper and faster. Leon’s breath was hot against your ear as he moaned dirty praises, igniting a fire deep within you. 

As his thrusts became sloppier, signalling his quickly approaching release, Leon began working his fingers on your clit, pushing you further to the edge. 

The alleyway echoed with the rhythmic slapping of Leon's hips against your own, mingled with your shared moans that filled the air.

With one final, deep thrust, he hit your g-spot perfectly, sending you over the edge. Your chest heaved as you let out a strangled cry, your walls clenching tightly around his cock. A wave of ecstasy washed over you, your cunt gushing around him in a release that left you trembling. 

The sensation of your velvety walls tightening around him was all Leon needed. His grip on your hips tightened, and with a guttural moan, he buried himself deep inside you. You felt his cock twitch as he spilled his hot cum, filling you completely. His body shuddered against yours, both of you lost in the overwhelming pleasure of the moment.

As the intensity of your orgasms subsided, Leon remained close, his breath warm against your neck. He gently pulled out, and you could feel your combined releases trickling down your thighs. He steadied you, his hands now soft and tender on your waist. 

“You okay?” he asked, his voice low, but laced with concern. 

You nodded, a dopey smile playing on your lips. “More than okay,” you replied, leaning your forehead against his. 

Leon chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair out of your face. “We should probably get back before the others start wondering where we are,” he said, but he made no move to pull away from you. 

“Yeah, we probably should,” you replied reluctantly, moving to adjust your clothes.

Before you could move to leave, Leon caught your wrist, pulling you back for one more kiss. It was slow and tender, unlike the kiss you shared in the heat of the moment. “This…this wasn't just a one-time thing, right?” he asked, his eyes searching yours. 

You smiled, your heart swelling with affection for him. “Not if I have anything to say about it.”

With a final shared glance and a knowing smile, you both made your way back into the bar. The noise and lights greeted you, a stark contrast to the intimate darkness of the alleyway. As you rejoined your coworkers, the atmosphere was lively, with no one seeming to have noticed your absence.

Leon slipped his arm around your waist, pulling you close. "Let's grab another drink," he suggested, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

You nodded, your heart still racing from the intensity of your time together. As you sipped your drinks and mingled with your friends, the connection between you and Leon felt stronger than ever, the weight of your shared secret hanging between you.

[purerae]

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YANDERE!PERV X FEM!READER // PT1

warnings ;; nsfw themes, creepy behaviour, overall yandere themes

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˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who didn’t really believe in love at first sight. ‘People were horrible and mean, loves not real at all!’

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who immediately disregards his previous statement the moment he saw you, his ears perking up at the sound of your voice speaking to your fellow classmates.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who’s enamoured with you the first time you ran into the lecture hall, hair messed up, books all jumbled and bag almost falling off. You looked so perfect and sweet!

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who watches you so intently as you work, he stares at you as if he’s an eagle. Everyone notices him staring at you and thinks he’s a perverted freak, but you don’t pay any mind to it. That must mean you think he’s okay!? that must mean you like him..<3

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who doesn’t even have a conversation with you for months but just practically eye-fucks you. He remembers all your outfits and if you ever rewore them. Your favourite sweater, which he wants to steal so he can do god knows what to it.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who almost whimpers when you sit next to him, He secretly thanks the person who stole your self assigned seat.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who’s eyes widen as he realises he’s going to have to speak to you. shit shit shit what should he do?!

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who after 30 long minutes, has the courage to shyly ask for a pen. quickly hiding his stationary; he stutters, pauses, and whispers the 7 words. It’s practically impossible to understand him. “d..do you have…a p..pen that i can borrow..?”

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who almost combusts when you give him a polite grin, saying ‘of course!’ and lending him a pen before focusing back on your work. To you it was a conversation you don’t think twice about, for him? It made his entire month.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who can’t even focus on his work as he notices the bite marks on top of your pen. your lips and teeth touched the lid…his slender fingers slowly brush the bite marks, hands quivering with delight. Even a streak of blood couldn’t compare to how red he was. He’s keeping this pen no matter what.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who gasps in relief when you leave forgetting to ask for your pen back, he quickly puts it in his bag and beams happily all the way back to his flat. The happiest he’s been in years!

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who places the stolen pen on his night desk, and kisses the top of it every night like a routine. ‘I’m practically kissing her~!’

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who slowly collects the things you accidentally leave behind. Half drunk water bottle? His. A tissue you used when it was getting a bit cold? In his pocket like it’s his hankerchief. A core of an apple you chucked into the trash can before walking into the class? Treats it like it’s Gods gift

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who built a mini shrine of your belongings at the back of his closet. His harmless little secret, no body, especially you needs to know.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ YANDERE!PERV who loves you so so so much! he’d do anything for you! ..even if you guys have only ever spoken once or twice.

“Mmm hey! Can you help me with this question…?”

purerae<3