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[j2hoes]

Intimate Treasures. (Steve Harrington x Adult Store Worker!Reader)

Word Count: 4.5K

Y/N works in an adult store and Steve can't seem to stay away.

Warning: Smut, p in v sex, cunnilingus (m and f receiving), dirty talk, knife kink, sex toys, mature language

Weekdays were always slow at Intimate Treasures, most people either working their regular 9-5’s or simply too embarrassed to be caught in an adult store mid week. Opting to discreetly shop on a Friday or Saturday night, hoping nobody will catch them. I often find myself amused by the actions of our customers, ninety percent of which seem to be ashamed of themselves for purchasing such ‘dirty’ products, as they like to call them.

Upon the opening of the store, many citizens of Hawkins were vocal of their displeasure at the presence of such a place. Believing that there was no place in the town for us. They argued that by opening within the Starcourt Mall, we would be indoctrinating their children into believing that sex is something that should be enjoyed and explored freely. Rather than an act of love that should only be taking place once married for the sole purpose of reproduction. There have been numerous occasions when I’ve argued with people about this, lecturing them on the importance of sexual liberation and safety rather than shaming people for their choices.

It was during one of these arguments that I met him for the first time. Wrapped up in a heated debate with none other than the local priest who was offering to save me from hell, I almost missed the mop of fluffy brown hair that hesitantly crossed the threshold of the store. He was trying to act casual, as though being here was no big deal, but I could tell he was nervous. Fumbled movements causing him to almost knock over a display of free condoms. To which he pocketed a few in the shorts of his little sailor outfit.

“What you are doing here in this store is sinful, I am only looking out for you young lady.” My eyes snap back to the priest who is glancing around the place in utter disgust, one hand gripping the cross around his neck, the other clutching a Bible.

“If you think this is sinful, you should see what I do in bed, old man.”

Despite losing sight of the sailor, I hear a muffled laugh coming from down one of the aisles and I can’t help but feel pleased that I’m not necessarily alone in this argument.

“You could be doing so much more with your life! You don’t need this filth, the Lord can set you on the right path if you would just let me cleanse you of your impurity.” The man pleads, his words failing to provide the impact he is hoping for.

Resting my elbows on the countertop, I lean towards the priest, hoping he pays attention to me. “Listen, I know for a fact that the Bible doesn’t specifically mention anything about sex toys or masturbation and not all of us are lucky enough to be in a relationship. Though I’m sure your wife isn’t exactly thrilled with her sex life.” 

He gasps at my words, shuffling towards the door whilst muttering about ‘young dirty girls of today’. 

“Be sure to send your wife in, her first vibrator is on me!”

As the door swings closed behind him, I let out a sigh of relief. Completely fed up of having the same arguments over and over again. My eyes fall back down to the stack of boxes by my feet, filled to the brim with new lingerie sets that need putting out on the shop floor. 

Not wanting to waste any time, I quickly add the inventory to the system before hanging the black latex to the hangers. I won’t deny, it’s a gorgeous set. Shiny black bralette, so thin that the strap of fabric is only big enough to cover the nipple, with a matching thong, which also happens to be just as small. It leaves very little to the imagination, and I would be tempted to spend my paycheck on it, had I anybody to wear it for.

Finding a spot in one of the aisles, I begin to hang the various sizes on the wall. Careful to make sure that they’re all in size order so that they’re easy to find. A shuffle of feet towards the end of the aisle pulls me from my thoughts, the sailor intently staring at different wand vibrators. Every few seconds picking one up before putting it back with a shake of his head.

“Need some help?” I ask, hanging the last of the lingerie up and strolling towards him.

His eyes widen as I stand next to him, a deep red blush rising on his cheeks and I can’t help but smile softly at his awkwardness. I’m never one to assume, though I’m fairly certain this may be his first time in any adult stores. If his blush is anything to go by.

“Sorry, I just don’t really know what I’m supposed to be looking for.”

“Something for your girlfriend?” I push, the question slips off my tongue easily, one I generally ask all the male customers that look in need of assistance, yet something in me is praying that he answers with a no.

I won’t deny that he’s attractive, even with the unfortunate attire that he appears to be sporting. He has a boyish look about him due to the costume, it’s cute and soft. However, his chestnut brown eyes are dark and I can tell that he is very much a man. 

“No, no girlfriend.” He admits, shoving his hands in his pockets, as he does so I’m able to catch a quick glimpse and notice the large size, backs of his palms displaying very prominent veins and I can’t help but squeeze my legs at the sight.

I’m not entirely sure what’s wrong with me. Never usually finding someone so attractive upon meeting for the first time, yet I’m practically drooling over the man in front of me. Even if I am putting on a very cool front.

“This is kind of awkward to admit but I wanted a vibrator you know for when I do have girls over. Just for something different I guess, in case my performance doesn’t cut it.”

I’m taken aback by his admission, most men refusing to believe they couldn’t be absolutely incredible in bed and insisting they’re only getting a toy because their wife wouldn’t stop pestering. To have a man so open about possibly not being perfect is refreshing and I realize I’m most definitely going to need some ice cold water then this customer leaves.

“Oh wow, that’s so thoughtful of you.” I tell him, moving slightly closer to the wall of products in order to assist him as best I can. Carefully, I grab a hot pink box, offering it to him. “So this is the newest wand vibrator we have, it has three different settings and a very long battery life. Trust me any girl would love it, it only took me about five minutes to cum when I used it for the first time.”

His eyes are focused on the box, teeth catching his bottom lip as he reads the information on the back. Eyebrows furrowed in concentration, truly reading everything about the product in his hands. Something about him intrigues me, whether it be the sailor outfit or the fact that he truly cares about his sexual partners, I’m not sure.

“I’ll take it, thank you.”

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The second time that the interesting sailor entered the store was only two days later. A Thursday evening, most of the stores in the mall were closing for the day, not us however. Opting to stay open later for more of a sense of privacy.

I’m idly flipping through one of the latest editions of Playboy magazine, staring down at the women sprawled out on the pages. They ooze confidence and sex appeal, something I could only dream of. Whilst I wouldn’t say I necessarily lack confidence, I most certainly do not have a string of guys desperate for my attention like the women in the magazine.

Completely wrapped up in my own thoughts as I turn the page, it’s only when a handful of products are placed on the countertop that I glance up. Boredom evident on my face, I’m counting down the minutes until I can close the store and head home for the night. That is, until I realize who the customer is.

“I didn’t think girls were into Playboy.”

Running a hand through his perfectly styled brown mane, he smiles at me as he speaks and I struggle to hide my excitement at his return. Though there is still a hint of red on his cheeks, he seems calmer this time, clearly less embarrassed by his visit.

“I don’t know if you can tell, but we don’t exactly stock academic reading material.” I joke, beginning to ring the items through the till.

Bottle of lube, metal handcuffs and black bondage tape. Don’t get me wrong, I’m no stranger to the kinky items that I ring out on a daily basis. Yet, something about the handsome sailor buying them has me weak at the knees and I have to look anywhere other than his face as I bag everything for him.

“Hey, I just wanted to thank you by the way.” Finally making eye contact with the man, I can’t hide my confusion at his words. “For your help last time, the vibrator was a big hit.”

“Oh right yeah. No problem at all, I’m glad I could offer my assistance.”

My smile falters, why am I jealous? I shouldn’t be jealous, I should be pleased that I could help another customer. Pleased that I’m allowing others to enjoy their wants and desires. However, something about knowing the stranger has already used my suggestion on another woman hurts. I sound desperate, it’s not like me to get hung up on a man I have only briefly interacted with twice and yet here I am.

“No seriously, it was the most intense hook up I’ve ever had and it’s all thanks to you.” He rummages through his pockets as he speaks, before sliding a piece of paper across the countertop.

Free ice cream on me - Steve.

“I work at Scoops Ahoy, figured I owed you one.”

“Now the sailor outfit makes sense.” I laugh softly, carefully folding the piece of paper and slipping it into my pocket.

“I know. It sucks, does not help me woo the ladies at all.” He smiles bashfully, handing me the cash to pay for the products.

“I think it’s cute.” The words fall out of my mouth before I can stop myself and my head drops to the floor, shaking it lightly, humiliated by what I just said. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean, it’s just-”

“Good to know, I’ll see you later.” He looks at me expectantly, awaiting my name, as he makes his way towards the exit.”

“Y/N.”

“I’ll see you later Y/N.”

The moment the door closes behind him, I slide to the carpeted floor, head in my hands, afraid I may have just completely made a fool of myself in front of Steve. Doing my best to get over how mortified I feel, I quickly stride to the door and flip the sign to closed, not wanting to humiliate myself further in front of any more customers tonight, even if I am technically supposed to be open for another hour and a half.

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“I swear to God John, if you take these home and add them to your wank bank, I am going to kill you with my bare hands.”

This week seems to be one embarrassing event after the next, standing in nothing but the new micro black latex lingerie, I pose awkwardly in front of the only blank wall in the building, allowing the store owner to take photos of me on the polaroid. 

“Listen, we need to advertise what we have on offer, putting these pictures in the window is bound to gain more customers. Not to mention the added benefit of being served by the hot girl plastered in the window.” He states as though it's obvious, shoving a large kitchen knife into my hand which I take reluctantly. “Now spread those legs and lick the knife.”

Dropping to a squat, I spread my legs wide open, raising the knife to my mouth and seductively licking a stripe down the edge, careful not to cut myself. I may as well be completely naked with how little the lingerie covers, moving the knife to cover my vagina, I feign a gasp as he snaps another photo.

“You’re a natural, I’ll put these in the window and then I’m off for the night.”

I throw the knife on to the counter as I watch with folded arms how John sticks up the photos by the door. No doubt we’ll have complaints as each photo has me in increasingly compromised positions. It’s borderline pornographic.

Catching glimpses of the photos every couple of seconds, I can admit that I do look good. Incredibly good. They’re sexy and I feel empowered, it’s just a shame that they have to be on display for everybody to see. I’m all for being sexually liberated, I’m just not sure I believe everybody should be allowed to see me in such a vulnerable environment.

John leaves with a quick wave in my direction, flipping the sign on his way out so that I can finish my closing tasks in peace. Throwing myself down on the couch beside the window, I feel the shame start to flood my body. I begin to feel dirty and used, allowing my boss to take advantage of the fact that I have to follow his orders. 

Is this how the women in Playboy feel? Never once have I questioned if selling dirty magazines is unethical, believing that the woman in them felt free and proud that they can be so open and sexual. Now I’m starting to think that perhaps that isn’t the case.

With my head resting against the back of the couch and my eyes fixated on the uneven tiles on the ceiling, I hear the door click open beside me. Internally sighing, I don’t avert my gaze as I speak.

“We’re closed!” Voice snappier than I intended it to be, however, I make no effort to apologize.

“I know, I’m sorry. I was just hoping you’d be here.”

Swinging my head to face the direction of the door, I match the voice to the speaker. Steve stands awkwardly in the entryway, eyes trailing over my body as I stand to greet him. His mouth drops open slightly, rubbing a hand over his plump cherry lips. Glancing down, I remember that I’m still only wearing the lingerie and heat floods my body.

“Shit, sorry. One second.” 

I awkwardly jog to the back of the store as best I can in the heels strapped to my feet, I’m careful to wrap the long satin robe tightly around myself before making my way back over to Steve. Who stands in the same spot, unmoving. Eyes focused on me as I lean against the counter, arms crossed over my body in an effort to keep the robe covering me.

“So what can I help you with?” I ask, voice shaking every so slightly due to the interaction only moments ago.

“You look incredible in that.”

Although my eyes are firmly fixated on the ground, I smile nervously at his words. Hearing the shuffle of his feet, I look up only to see him standing just a couple of feet away from me. Clad in his sailor uniform once again, I allow myself to gaze over his physique. Thick legs that wear the shorts well, tight in all the right places. Arms defined showing off the muscles he has built. Pulling myself from my thoughts, I round the counter, hoping that the distance between us will ease the ache between my thighs.

“Steve I really should be closing, did you need help with something?”

I notice his eyes fall to his shorts, an impressive tent having formed and I have to hold my breath so as not to drop straight to my knees. Without a word, he slowly reaches across the counter, gently knocking the robe from my shoulders, exposing me to him once again.

“Just tell me to stop and I will.” He speaks quietly, so quiet I almost don’t catch it.

There’s a look of animalistic hunger on his face, one that is new to me. A stark contrast to the boyish smile he usually sports. Within seconds he’s leaning across the counter, capturing his lips with mine, one hand tightly grasping the back of my neck for support, whilst I grip at his shirt. His kiss is fuelled by passion and while it’s rough there’s a feeling of comfort that I can’t describe.

Without thinking, I’m striding back around the counter, pushing him backwards so that he flops down on the couch. Allowing me to take a seat on his lap, his erection firmly pressed in between my thighs, if I weren’t so focused on the moment, I’d most certainly be embarrassed by the wetness that begins to drip down my thighs.

Grinding myself slightly, I tug at his top, pulling it over his head quickly before throwing it behind me. His lips attach to my neck and I can feel him sucking gently, determined to leave a mark. A moan escapes my lips before I can stop myself, sparking a fire in his eyes as he grips my hips, guiding them to roll over his clothed length even harder.

His fingers move with haste as he works at the knot holding the flimsy bralette together, prying it off my body the moment the ties become loose. Grabbing his jaw, I pull his face back to mine, kissing him with burning desire as his hands move to palm my breasts. Our tongues entwine as his fingers brush over my nipple, releasing a soft gasp from me, to which he takes advantage. Dipping his head to suck and bite marks into my chest, I grab his hair tugging softly with every moan that he extracts from my body.

I can hear a groan escape his mouth, to which he covers it up quickly by dragging his tongue over my nipple. His hands playing with the other so as not to focus all his attention solely on one. Steve sucks gently, drawing unholy moan after moan from my body as I continue to feel the heat between our bodies.

Tipping my head back and pushing my breasts further into him, I find myself pushing a hand between our bodies. Slipping under his shorts and offering a short squeeze, causing the man to murmur a soft fuck as he continues to play with my nipples. From feeling his length in my hand, I can tell he’s big, bigger than I anticipated and much bigger than I’ve ever had. It scares me equally as much as it excites me.

It’s only when I begin to start delicately stroking up and down, that he pushes me to the side. Throwing me onto the couch gently so that I am laid on my back with him standing over me. As he smiles down at me, I can’t help but find the contrast between his soft smile and the dominance he has just been displaying amusing. A cheeky grin evident on my face.

“Where’s that knife?” He asks, fingers brushing over my throat as he stares down at me.

“Knife?” 

“From the pictures.”

Nodding my head towards the countertop, I watch eagerly as he grabs it, clenching my thighs together as my mind drifts to what he is going to do with it. Much to my surprise, he gently pulls my body up so that I’m sat upright, before settling on his knees between my thighs. Pushing the thong to the side, he presses the blunt side of the knife to my heat, trailing it between my folds. When he removes it, it glimmers with the slick that is now definitely dripping onto the couch.

“Lick it.” He raises the knife to my mouth and I brush my tongue against it as directed, immensely turned on by the entire situation. “You’re such a good girl.”

If his words didn’t make me moan, I do when his tongue makes contact with my clit. Head falling back as I close my eyes, focused only on the pleasure he is giving me. Despite not having my eyes open, I am acutely aware of Steve reaching up to my throat and holding the sharp side of the knife directly on my neck. Pushing it gently, though not so much to draw blood.

“God, you’re such a good girl.”

He switches between sucking and licking my clit, his free hand moving to push two fingers into me ever so slowly. The sounds are inherently sinful, the way he’s lapping up everything I can offer him is downright filthy and yet I feel like I’m in heaven. He devours me as though I’m his last meal, moaning against me, vibrations adding to the already exhilarating pleasure I’m experiencing. God, if this is what he can do with his tongue, there was no reason for him to buy a vibrator.

As he continues to push his fingers into me at an unruly pace, his tongue swirls circles against my clit, pushing me further and further to the edge. My stomach feels tighter and I try to close my thighs, though he reacts by pushing the knife closer to my throat, reminding me of its presence.

“Holy fuck.” I whisper, coil within me snapping and my legs twitching as he continues to lick up anything I have left.

With a pleased grin, he pulls himself away from me, rising to his feet and even in my post orgasm daze, I drop to my knees. Hurriedly pulling his shorts down to his ankles, I grab his erection with both hands. Mouth falling open in shock as I wrap both my hands around him.

“Jesus Christ.” My voice is almost silent yet Steve still hears me, chuckling at my words.

“You gonna be able to handle it?” He asks and I waste no time in nodding, gazing up at him, eyes filled with lust. “Yeah you are.”

In an attempt to calm my nerves, I hesitantly lick from the tip to the base, mouth watering as I hear Steve’s breaths become shakier. Wrapping my lips around the tip, I slowly begin to bob my head up and down, unable to take the whole thing but trying my hardest. I allow myself to coat his member with my spit, using my hands to stroke whatever I can’t fit in my mouth. He bucks his hips involuntarily with a deep guttural moan and I can’t help but gag, eyes watering as he hits the back of my throat. 

Pulling back with a gasp for air, I continue to stroke him with one hand, the other reaching for his balls. As I lean in to go for round two with my mouth, he grabs my hair softly, pulling me to look up at him. With mascara streaks running down my and saliva falling from one corner of my mouth, Steve smirks.

“I’d let you do that forever if I wasn’t so desperate to feel you.”

He helps me up, pushing my body over the countertop, before pulling the thong off me completely. I spread my legs for him, allowing him to see the effect he has on me, he circles my clit with one finger as his other hand grips his length. The tip smacking against me as he nervously rubs it over my hole. 

“Steve please, I want you so bad.” I beg, feeling myself clenching around nothing as he teases me.

“Fuck you’re perfect.” He cautiously pushes the tip into me, my hands gripping the wood of the countertop at the stretch and I squeal slightly, from a mixture of pleasure and pain. “My perfect girl.”

He continues to push himself inside of me for what feels like an eternity, just when I think I’ve taken him all, he pushes further. I’ll admit it has been a while and with Steve’s size, the stretch burns and yet I want nothing more than to feel him inside of me forever.

The gentleman he is, he stills once completely sheathed within me, awaiting confirmation from me that he is able to move.

“Steve please fuck me now.”

He doesn’t need to be told twice and instantly pulls himself out, almost completely before slamming back into me. Balls slapping against my clit in a way that teases me as he practically rips me in half. One hand pushes on my back, firmly holding me down against the counter as he continues to pound into me. The other grips my hip, knife still in hand though neither of us seem to pay any attention to it. 

“Fuck, I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I saw you.” He states between moans, slamming into me at an almost brutal pace.

I’m able to slip one of my hands between the wooden surface and my body, bringing it to the space between my legs and gently teasing my clit, resulting in a string of profanities falling from my lips. Steve notices this and bats my hand away, taking over himself. His fingers are like magic and combined with the way he is ramming himself into me, I can feel myself on the brink of cumming once again.

“Oh my god, Steve I’m so close.” 

Upon hearing this, he pulls my body upright, peppering kisses along my shoulders and the nape of my neck as he continues to drill into me at the same rough pace. Within a matter of seconds, I find vision spotting as I fall over the edge. Thighs sticky and wet with the remnants of my second orgasm. Steve allows me to fall back onto the countertop, continuing his assault on my vagina and the overstimulation drives me crazy. I’m a complete moaning mess and by the time he stills with a soft grunt, I have even more tears in my eyes.

“You’re so fucking perfect.” He murmurs, pulling out of me gently and pressing yet another kiss to my neck.

Turning around to face him, he has a lazy fucked out grin on his face and I can’t help but feel proud that I’m the reason for that smile. I smile at the thought, and at the feeling of his cum beginning to spill out of me and down my legs. Steve takes my hands in his and flops back onto the couch, wrapping his arms around me as I rest my head on his chest.

“You know I actually came here hoping I would work up the courage to ask you on a date but this was so much better.” He admits, nuzzling his nose into my hair.

“Wow so I missed out on a date?” I tease, hugging into him even tighter.

“I mean, we can always break into Scoops and go have that date now.” He suggests, voice soft as though he’s afraid I will reject him.

“That sounds perfect.”

[pipitwrites]

CARDCAPTOR......

im just going to dump everything in that google doc in here bc it's not even like. a real fic. 😭😭

alex does a cardcaptor sakura and accidentally opens a magical book and now must save the world. charles is the keeper of the cards who in his small form is a little cat and in his true form is a strange beautiful boy who wants to try all the delicious things that alex brings home

at first alex makes charles stay inside his apartment during the day bc charles does not quite understand human norms and would certainly draw unwanted attention. but charles meows pitifully bc he’s curious and wants to see the world!! even if it’s from alex’s pocket. he likes alex’s pocket. alexander is smart and strong and good and obviously pure of heart to be able to open the book of cards, so of course he will find all the cards and restore order to the world!!

alex is the best human he has ever met in all of his four hundred of years, charles tells alex very seriously over soufflé pancakes covered in cream and cut fruit. alex thinks that this says more about the people that charles has met, people who have tried to use the cards (and charles) for ill. still, alex must try his best to succeed because he does not want to disappoint charles… charles is in many ways so easy to please... but sometimes it's the simplest things that are the hardest to find.... someone who will care for him and the power of the cards…

at first charles is very stubborn and does not see why he needs to buy clothes when he can just wear alex's!! he likes alex's tshirts, which hang loose and comfortably around his body to his thighs and hide how he's rolled up a pair of alex's old boxers underneath it

alex agrees that yes, charles looks good like that, running a hand up charles's legs to mollify him, but he thinks charles might also look good in some other clothes, too. so they go clothes shopping and alex tries not to feel like a filthy pervert when charles holds up a pretty lacy bralette to his chest in the lingerie section and marvels at how delicate it looks

also cat charles climbing up alex's long leg. why isn't alex picking him up!!! alex is so mean!!! and still charles will tell people that alex is the kindest and strongest and best

when alex and charles are like. in the last big battle against the Main Antagonist who is trying to stop alex from securing all the cards. and the antagonist tries to distract alex by telling him that charles is just using him, he can't trust charles. and alex immediately defends charles bc charles is Good and of course alex trust can him... and the antagonist is like oh yeah well he's been lying to you all this time, and alex is about to tell him to fuck off again but charles is so, so pale and trembling, and alex asks, worried, "charles?" and the antagonist is like see! he hasn't told you that the energy needed to lock away all the cards is enough to kill a man, and alex can't believe it, but charles isn't denying it. "that's not true, right, charlie?" alex asks again, slowly becoming scared.

and charles is like very desperately, "i would never let anything hurt you, alex," and that's it. that's what alex was afraid of. because he understands immediately that charles was going to sacrifice himself to pay that price. anyway like magic fighting happens, blah blah, big explosions and fireworks, the evil is defeated dot gif but alex cannot find charles in the immediate aftermath...

"Charles! Charles," Alex calls out, choking on the thick dust.

A pair of sparkling green eyes pokes out over the rubble and Alex's head falls back with relief. 

(obviously charles doesn't die. what happens is that his magical energy is mostly sapped instead, so now he can live with alex forever <3)

there are also some like. outtakes. here and here.

[ladyinquisidork]

Rook story prompts #14 Attending a celebration if you would like?

Gold and Other Precious Things

Rook couldn’t stop adjusting her various rings as she tried to stop the bounce of her foot. She was standing in the back garden behind a row of shrubs that blocked her view of the opera house on the Dellamorte grounds. Caterina had given her the invitation to the event that was currently underway personally at the last meeting regarding the clean up of the Antaam occupation. 

Wear something tasteful.

She asked Lucanis what Caterina had meant and she saw the brief look of anger before he squashed it down with an easy smile. He reassured her to just pick something nice, formal.

Rook could read between the lines though.

There was no way the older woman hadn’t meant it as a dig at what she wore.

It was true she often dressed in Rivaini armor; she was Rivaini. It gave her more mobility and she could swim in it. It did also mean it was… revealing and gold adorn. So it was fair to say it was very different then the Treviso aesthetic.  Tasteful.

The week before the event Rook had been confident in her choice of dress for the evening. She told herself it didn’t matter what Caterina thought. 

Now though, as she stood at the precipice of the party, she grew self conscious. In the shop she loved it; had probably never felt more beautiful. She was honored to showcase such fine Rivaini craftsmen ship... and maybe several of her best features. The love of her life would be seeing her in this after all. Why shouldn't she sparkle a little.

The top was barely a bralette, made of little golden feathers that shimmer in the lights of the city. Though the skirt went to the floor it hung low on her hips and was thin enough you could see through most of it, it clung to her thighs and fanned out just above the knee. A pattern of golden waves and pearls etched into the fabric. It was the color of the ocean near her home, a beautiful turquoise. A scarf attached at her hip to hang over her shoulder in the Rivaini style. She’d found gold rings and bangles among her hoard spoilers to wear as trophies. Among them she had also found a large pearlescent shell hair pin she put up half her golden curls.

It was peak Rivaini.

And if that didn’t do it her bare shoulders to her forearms showed off her wing tattoos.

But now she felt gaudy compared to a lot of the guests she’d seen coming and going. Doubt crept in with every moment Lucanis wasn’t there. Speaking of where was her assassin–

“Rook?” Lucanis had come up behind, silent as death as usual. He was striking in his usual navy and silver, but the material of the attire was clearly finer. The look of awe on his face made her spin her rings faster.

“Well? What do you think?” She did a little spin. Hoping he’d say something. Anything. But he just watched her intently. “It’s too much I know but in Rivain this is like high fashion? At least that’s what Isabela said–”

Lucanis stepped forward, taking one of her hands and lacing their fingers together. Slowly he brought her hand to his lips and kissed the back of it. 

“You are magnificent.” 

She felt her shoulders relax at the contact. “It’s not too much gold?”

His eyes went a bright fuschia as he lowered their clasped hands. “SHINY,” Spite supplied happily. In a blink the demon was gone.

Lucanis sighed. “He has promised to behave this evening but it does come at a price.”

“How steep is the bribe this time?”

Steeling himself, Luncais began to walk forward, leading her along the garden path to the opera doors. “Dessert. Specifically the cake.”

“That’s not so bad.” Other guests were catching sight of them now and she could hear murmurs starting.

“He gets a piece, he fucks off until morning. I even get to sleep.”

She laughed. “Generous.”

They reached the doors and there was a footman at the door. “Master Dellamorte. Mistress Laidir. Shall I announce you?”

“Gracias, Andre. A moment.” Lucanis let go of her hand and smoothed the doublet of his before offering her his arm. 

“Nervous?” She asked quietly, as she laced her hand around his arm.

“I hate these parties. I hate wearing fancy attire. And I hate being announced.” He looked at her and smiled softly. “The only thing keeping me here is how radiant you are in that dress.”

“Sweet talker.” 

“You may announce us.” Lucanis walked them forward. Rook tried not to squeeze his arm too tight as the footman's booming voice filled the hall.

“Lucanis of House Dellamorte, First Talon and Hero of the Veilguard, accompanied by Trissani Laidir, Lord of Fortune, Slayer of Corius the Icetalon and Leader of the Veilguard!” 

Every eye turned to them and there was a thunderous applause. Rook was never going to get used to this. She was a long way from that Tevintar galley.

They entered further into the hall and people around them continued to stare. A murmur rippled through the crowd so thick even her elven hearing could make out anything definite. There was a lot of surprise and approval, which eased some of the ever present dread.

“Rook! You look gorgeous! Where did you get this ensemble? You must tell me.”

“There is this seamstress in Dairsmuid named Esella. She is just inside the main gates, apparently she and Isabela go way back and they were able to get me fitted in time.”

“It’s very…Rivaini.” Caterina chimed in before sipping more wine. 

Rook smiled. “Well yes, that is where I am from–”

“And the bracelets? They seem to be from many different places.”

Rook nodded. “Keen eye. These are from the hoard of the Fangscorcher we slew in Arlathan forest.”

“Fascinating.” Caterina did not sound like she found it fascinating. Rook could see Teia and Viago exchange a look out in her periphery but she ignored them to give the matriarch her full attention. “A flamboyant practice to say the least.”

She almost out right asked what the hell her problem was but… this was Lucanis’ grandmother. She could keep it together for an evening.

More guests were arriving and it seemed a band was starting up soon. A waiter slinked up beside her. “Drink, senorita?”

“Thank you.” She took one of the thin stemmed glasses. It clearly had some kind of sparkling wine. Lucanis took one as well. Before she could drink it Viago was at her side and put a droplet in it from a vial. “What are you doing?”

“Making sure you aren’t poisoned tonight. It’s going to be a long party.”

Lucanis rolled his eyes and drank from his. Rook pointed at Lucanis. “Why don’t you do that to his drink?”

“He’s a Crow born and raised; built an immunity.” Viago swooped back to Teia’s side.

Rook looked at Lucanis. “And you were going to just… let me drink this?”

Lucanis laughed. “And deny Viago what he does best? I’d sooner fight the Archdemon again.”

Caterina hit her cane on the ground. “Drink. Eat. It is a celebration after all.”

Lucanis put out his arm again. “Come. I wish to show you off.”

Caterina raised an eyebrow but Rook was happy to escape her scrutiny. Once they were out of earshot she sighed. “We got along so well in the beginning. Now she’s so… intense. It feels like she’s testing me.”

“Of course she is.”

“Am I passing?”

“Hard to tell with Caterina. It doesn’t matter. Not even the gods could keep me from you.”

That made her ears go red and she threw back the rest of the wine she had. Classy to say the least. “You're right. Let's mingle. Sooner we make the rounds, the sooner we can go home.”

Lucanis took a more moderate sip of his glass. “Can’t believe the rest of the Veilguard bailed on us. You’d think Bellara would want to come, or Emmrich.”

“Too fancy a party and too likely to be poisoned were most of the excuses I got.” With that she and Lucanis drifted around the room. Most wanted to hear about fighting off and eventually killing the dragon. Others were interested in the battle with the gods. Rook’s confidence grew with each new introduction. It wasn’t all that different from fighting, knowing the rhythm of a conversation. Eyes followed her wherever she went and it eventually stopped bothering her. It helped that she had Lucanis. 

She could do anything with him at her side. It helped that the wine was very good too. 

Three glasses and a plate of food deep, she had nearly forgotten Caterina’s attempts at souring her mood. After all, they were celebrating Treviso’s liberation and the world wasn’t solely on their shoulders anymore.  

They were chatting with the art merchant they’d saved from the Antaam, when Lucanis slid his hand on her bare lower back; warm and solid. She did her best not to react, but she suddenly was not thinking about the party anymore and got lost in her own little daydream of stealing her beloved assassin away to a dark corner.

It wasn’t clear if that getting lost in thought or simply her better elf hearing that helped her hear through the noise to behind her, where Caterina had remained all night she heard clearly, “Tackiest thing I’ve seen in a long time. And the gold?”

Rook tensed.

Another voice chimed in. One she didn’t know so well. “It is not something I’d wear but it is undeniable, she’s a beauty.”

She heard Caterina scoff. “She’ll break my poor grandson’s heart no doubt. Only a matter of time.”

Rook was taken out of her focus on their conversation as she felt Lucanis stiffen next to her. He slid his hand up her back. “Shall we dance, mi amor?”

The next song to play was a waltz and a fast one at that. “No! I mean no, I’ll only embarrass myself.” Since when did he call her anything but Rook? He stepped away and bowed, offering her hand. The conversation around her died. “I… if you insist.”

With that she allowed herself to be led to the floor and with his hand on her waist. Now she wasn’t a dancer but even she knew that was too low as his hand pressed into her bare skin. “Just keep your nose aligned with my shoulder.” He whispered. “I can do the rest.”

With a nod he led her around the dance floor. It was quicker than a lot of the dances she’d seen. It was dizzying as he spun her masterfully around the floor. 

“You’re good at this,” she whispered. 

“I was made to do this while holding a candle. If the candle went out, I would have to practice twice as long. It is not a skill I think I’ve ever used.”

Rook smiled. “Well I’m honored. I didn’t know you liked dancing.”

“Only with you.” 

She locked eyes with him. It was like the world disappeared. It spun around them needless. Hand in hand. It always surprised her how little words it took for Lucanis to leave her like this; blissfully in love. They moved as one, just like when they fought together. 

It was a little exhilarating. 

The music stopped and she found herself breathing heavily. More so then she probably should from the dance.

He led her back off the floor to a table with some water, not far from the table they’d left Caterina. “Here. I will be back shortly. Then I wish to take you home.”

She nodded, not trusting her voice. Home sounded glorious. 

Then she watched as he moved to the table with his grandmother. 

Her heart sank and she became very interested in the glass in her hand. 

“Excuse me, I need a word with my grandmother.”

Whoever was at the table hurried away and out of Rook’s periphery. 

“Lucanis–”

He cut her off. “Rook and I will be retiring for the evening.”

Caterina huffed, clearly annoyed. “Will you be staying at the villa?”

“No. We will be departing for the Lighthouse.”

“I insist. I made ready your–”

“I will not tolerate any disrespect to Rook.” 

Caterina was silent and Rook did her best to look anywhere but them. Lucanis had bent low so to be saying this in Caterina’s ear but with her elf hearing she couldn’t tune it out, only felt her face go hot with shame. 

She should’ve just worn something simple. She shouldn’t have come to this stupid party.

Worse yet; she shouldn’t care. It only mattered that Lucanis loved her and she loved him. Some old hag giving her a hard time shouldn’t bother her.

But deep down, a little slave girl turned treasure hunter yearned to be accepted. She didn’t have a family. The last thing she wanted to do was put a rift in Lucanis’.

“You are a romantic. It's sweet to see you this way. But I do not wish to see you hurt.”

“I'll say this in a way you understand." Lucanis' voice was low, dangerous. "I love you but if you say one more unkind thing about the future Lady of House Dellamorte I will slit your throat myself.”

Rook’s eyes shot up to look at them and of course she immediately locked eyes with Caterina. The old woman showed nothing but she knew she probably looked dumbstruck. 

Probably because there was so much love swelling in her chest she didn’t know what to do with it.

Caterina smiled, breaking their eye contact to look at her grandson. “Understood.”

It turned out Rook actually did know what to do with it-- the love. Lucanis was making his way back to her and she met him half way to press her lips to his. Brief but full of intent. 

“Let’s blow this fish fry stand.”

Lucanis nodded in agreement. Quietly they made their way through the streets of Treviso, hand in hand. 

Safely back in the fade and in the boat to the Lighthouse she laced their fingers together. “Did you… did you mean that?”

Lucanis’ face was blank in a way she knew all too well. Walking too close to the edge. Too close to the truth. She was scared he’d hide from her again. That maybe it was too much. Instead he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “It wasn’t how I meant to broach the subject… but yes.” 

“I mean I love you of course I’ve… Also wanted to talk about it.” It was a miracle her heart didn’t beat out of her chest. “I just… I don’t want to come between you and your family.” The boat came to a stop at the pier for the Lighthouse and Lucanis chuckled. Getting out of the boat he offered her a hand out. 

“It is her trying to come between us. That is unacceptable.” Lucanis shrugged as he walked with her back towards the Lighthouse Eluvian. “It doesn’t matter though. She will come around.”

Rook pinched the bridge of her nose. “You threatened to slit her throat.”

“No. I promised to slit her throat. No one disrespects House Dellamorte.”

His eyes flashed purple and he cackled. “She’ll. Die. Mad About It.” His eyes went back to normal. “Behave or no cake.”

Rook stopped. “Oh no! We left without the cake!”

Shaking his head, Lucanis pulled her through the Eluvian and up the stairs to the library. She’d been looking forward to some alone time with Lucanis without Spite and now it was going to be ruined because they–

“SURPRISE!” 

Rook jumped as the rest of the Veilguard cheered. There were streamers and food laid out on tables. “What is all this?”

Bellara came forward. She was wearing an orange dress she’d seen Dalish wear. “Do you like it? We knew that fancy and stuffy party was going to be… well fancy and stuffy. So we decided to put a little something together for you! To show you how much you’ve meant to us. We even all dressed fancy.”

Manfred came forward with a tray that had a beautiful if a little lopsided cake. He was also wearing a bright green bowtie. “CAKE!”

Neve came forward. “Hey Fred, don’t take all the credit. I assisted.” She wore a very dashing white ensemble with flowy pants. “We also knew you were nervous and might bail early.”

Davrin laughed. “Bets were on for what time you’d get back.”

Neve folded her arms. “And you all owe me two gold. I got it nearly down to the minute.”

“You couldn’t have stayed another thirty minutes?” Taash asked as they dug in a pocket of their silk pantaloons. 

Rook laughed and tried not to cry. “Party was a bust, so no.” They’d been through every misery the gods could throw at them. She looked at Lucanis. “You knew about this?”

“Of course I did. Who do you think took Manfred grocery shopping?”

Her team was counting out the gold to give to Neve when Lucanis came up behind her, snaking his arms around her waist, putting his chin on her shoulder. Rook sighed melting back into his embrace as she watched her friends try and talk Neve down to one gold. “Should we tell them?”

Lucanis kissed her shoulder and held her tighter. “I’ll do the whole thing properly later. Let’s celebrate you tonight.”

Rook laughed. “If you insist.”

[daydreamkissesxo]

Antonio Dawson x reader | baby daddy.

warning: (18+, mature) this story contains smut!

Part 1

Voight and the team eagerly gathered around the board centred in the bull pen, evidence of an old case now pinned up against it as Voight guided them through the necessary information.

"So, we're looking for this prick right here." Voight pointed up at the prison mugshot of your father, one he'd taken on a less serious charge than he'd inevitably face now.

"Previously incarcerated for assault and attempted murder, now he's thinks he's the fucking godfather. Got a whole community behind him, and a hit list longer than my arm." Voight watched as everyone's gaze shifted to the board, stepping aside before lifting his hand to tap the photo beside your father's. "His wife, childhood sweetheart and the mother to his only daughter."

The photo beside your mothers was yours, one your friends had previously taken of you on one of your recent vacations to Greece.

Voight glanced over at the team but one member in particular caught his attention immediately, Antonio.

There was something more than curiosity lingering behind his eyes, he was truly engrossed in the photo on display.

Antonio was aware of the clear age gap between the two of you, but that didn't stop him from admiring the way your breasts almost spill from the tiny bralette you chose to wear, the sunkissed glow that was only highlighted beneath the beach bar's bright lights.

"See something you like, Dawson?" Voight asked as he directed his attention towards him, the rest of the team soon following.

"No, no. Just taking it all in." Antonio replied, attempting to sound as convincing as he could while his cock throbbed almost painfully.

Voight wasn't convinced, but he couldn't care less as there were more important things occupying his mind.

Upon turning away, he tapped your photo on the board with the tip of his index finger.

"This is Y/N, the only daughter of this wannabe mobster. She's our key to getting close to him, and I need someone to go in undercover and woo her hard enough to get there."

Adam raised his hand which brought out an amused chuckle from Antonio, there was no way he was going to let Ruzek take the job.

"I'll go in." Antonio said, completely cutting Adam off before turning to look over at him.

"You think her dad is gonna trust someone as young as you? No. He'd trust someone who's been in the scene longer, someone he can relate to."

Adam looked oddly offended yet he couldn't stop the smirk creeping its way onto his face.

"There's a slight age gap here. You not worried you're old enough to be her dad?"

Antonio chuckled sarcastically, pushing himself up off his desk before roughly patting Adam's shoulder.

"Experience comes with age, pretty boy. Trust me, she'd pick me over you any day." He said confidently, dropping his hand as he walked away.

Antonio barely slept the night before your meet, curiosity kept his mind active.

He hadn't been able to stop thinking about you since leaving the precinct, you were the most beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on.

He combed through every social media profile you owned, desperate for further insight into your life.

It was easy to see how freely you lived, your posts varied from extravagant city breaks to endless shopping trips.

He could have spent all night looking through the photos, but sleep was the only way for time to pass fast enough so the day you'd meet would finally come.

Antonio had never rolled out of bed fast enough that morning, his heart was already racing with adrenaline and he wasn't even in your presence yet.

His shirt was pristinely ironed, his hair slicked back neatly and he'd even worn his finest cologne which Adam repeatedly pointed out during their meet at the surveillance van.

"What cologne is that? I think my dad wears it." He bit back a laugh, nudging Kevin's side playfully.

"You know, if you worked as hard as you did cracking jokes, the city could finally sleep." Antonio glared up at him before glancing down at his belt to continue readjusting it.

Once comfortable, he slipped the newly tapped phone into his pocket before lifting a hand to gently hover over his perfectly slick hair, ensuring not a piece had fallen free.

"How you planning on woo'ing her?" Asked Kevin as he looked up from the screen in front of him.

"I can get you some viagra if you're struggling to keep it up these days, heard it happens as you get older. I know a guy." Interrupted Adam, on the verge of bursting into laughter.

"Yeah? You go there often?"Antonio snapped back, running his hand down his pristine shirt to smooth out the tiniest of wrinkles.

"How I woo her is none of your concern, let's just focus on the job."

With the surveillance van parked across the street, Antonio stood at the entrance of the bustling bar with growing nerves.

Upon entering, he was met with the attention of several clearly unsettled regulars and a cocktail of scents.

His eyes met every corner of the room in search of you, and it wasn't long before he'd finally spotted you.

He took a moment to admire you from afar, he never knew such beauty could exist.

He cleared the cluster of nerves from his throat, attempting to look around in search of a free seat to avoid any possible suspicion.

Antonio took the seat at the bar beside you, the radiating scent of your perfume hit his nostrils as instantly as he'd sat. The scent was so intense it almost knocked him off the barstool, that paired with your presence had his heart fluttering like a prepubescent boy.

You hadn't acknowledged him yet, and for that he was grateful. Everything he'd planned out before entering the bar had vanished from his mind at the sight of you alone, he had seconds to fully prepare himself and he was panicked.

You abruptly ended the conversation with the girl beside you as the sudden scent of men's designer cologne hit, turning your head very slightly you then noticed the man sat beside you.

You looked him over intriguingly before turning your body to fully face his, your heart excitedly skipping a beat as your eyes unintentionally meet his.

He nervously chuckled and averted his gaze, such simple actions made you feel so incredibly powerful, did you always have that effect on people?

"Can I buy you a drink, handsome stranger?" You asked, your voice dripping in seduction which caused Antonio to smirk as Adam's comment about age sprung to mind.

Antonio turned to look at you, the mischievous twinkle in your eye made his heart flutter.

You smiled as he nodded, motioning over the bartender to order the best bottle of bourbon whiskey on the menu.

You were practically undressing him with your eyes and it didn't go unnoticed, Antonio felt hot and flustered under your seductive gaze but he had to pull himself together for the task.

"Do you always buy handsome strangers a drink?" He asked playfully, placing his hand on the bar just inches from yours, the tip of his index finger brushing against your pinky.

Your heart skipped a beat at the slight touch, taking this as a sign that he was just as interested in you as you were him.

"A man has never let me buy him a drink before. Men usually want me tipsy, hoping I'll give in to their pathetic advances." You smirk, pulling your hand away as you watch the bartender place the bottle down.

"Is that what this is? You wanna get me tipsy?" Antonio smirked, watching as you pour the bourbon.

His playful tone made you smile, this encounter was far different from any you'd ever had with a man before.

"Fuck, you've caught me." You joked, rolling your eyes playfully before placing the glass in front of him.

He reached for your hand as you started to retract it, he held it gently before lifting it to his lips to press a tender kiss to your knuckles.

Your heart fluttered so violently you almost winced, your eyes scanning between his lingering lips and the gentle gaze that stared back at you.

"You're so beautiful Prinseca." He whispered, his lips brushing against your delicate skin before slowly lowering your hand but continuing to hold it.

You'd heard that compliment a thousand times before, but this particular one made you physically incapable of responding.

Antonio knew you were taken back by his forwardness but he shrugged it off, reaching for the glass you'd set in front of him to throw the bourbon back.

You watched his every move in amazement, attempting to gain some control over your newly paralysed vocal cords.

"I'm Mateo." He smiled, his thumb slowly caressing your knuckles.

You briefly glanced down at your hand, watching how delicately he touched you, while you could only dream for a slightly harsher touch.

"Y/N.." you replied, your eyes meeting his once more, your darkened pupils immediately noted by Antonio.

"I bet your dad nearly has a heart attack every time you leave the house."

Your smile brightened with amusement, shaking your head slightly in disagreement.

"Thankfully not. As long as I'm not getting into trouble, he doesn't care where I go.."

Antonio thought it was quite sad, your father was too preoccupied with his own affairs that he'd let you roam so freely with no care or concern.

He could now confidently confirm that you were clueless to your father's source of income and he was thankful for that.

"He'd probably kill you if he saw how close we were sitting though." You smirked playfully, glancing down at the very small gap that separated your knees from touching one another's.

He chuckled, shrugging it off. "Yeah? Well then I'd die a very happy man."

You giggled as he winked, your infectious smile causing Antonio to smile too.

As the night went on, the two of you spent hours conversing about multiple topics, all lead by Antonio as he was practically conducting an investigation of his own.

You'd shared personal stories about your childhood and the absence of your father growing up, money very clearly bought your silence as you never dared to complain about your upbringing.

He didn't shy away from physical affection for comfort, occasionally caressing your knee or softly stroking your hair.

Each gentle touch felt like you were being edged, he could have changed the direction of the night many times but he wanted you to be the one to do it.

You placed your hand on his knee, giving it a gentle squeeze before slowly leaning closer, purposely bringing your barely clothed breasts closer to him.

"Why don't we go and get room service?" You asked in a seductive tone, sliding your hand up and down his thigh a little.

He knew he shouldn't, he knew he could possibly lose his job, but he was ready to risk it all for just a singular night of passion.

"Lead the way baby." He replied, allowing you to take his hand and lead him through the bar and into the back towards the attached hotel lobby.

Once clear of a crowd, Antonio tugged at your hand to spin you around to face him.

You lightly collided with his chest, your hand pressed against his peck as you gently push yourself back to gaze up at him in confusion, your mind immediately assuming the worst.

His arm slithered around your waist, his hand settling on your lower back as he pulled you against him, your breasts forced against his chest.

He saw the nervous glint in your eye, you'd had no experience with a man of his age and he was determined to be both the first and last.

He watched as your lips started to part, assuming it was to ask him something, but he immediately cut you off with a burning kiss.

You instantly reciprocated his kiss, your hand slowly gripping a fistful of his shirt in desperation.

You stumbled back in an attempt to lead him towards your room yet the two of you never came apart, he closed in the gap you'd unintentionally created.

Hotel guests watched in disgust as the two of you passed by, unable to keep neither your hands nor your lips from each other.

Each time you tried to create just a small amount of distance to catch your breath, Antonio pulled you right back in.

Your back collided with the wall as he pinned you against it, his hands groping your breasts before falling to your waist.

"Where's your key, baby girl?" He whispered against your lips, one of his hands falling to your outer thigh before his fingers slipped beneath the hem of your dress to graze your skin.

Your hands desperately unbuttoned his shirt, gasping excitedly against his lips as hands roamed his toned abdomen as his shirt now hang open.

"In my bra." You replied, pulling back from his kiss to plant several wet kisses against his exposed collarbone.

He wasted not a second longer, slipping his hand past the confinement of your bra in search of the key.

He groaned softly as his fingertips graze your nipple, groping your unclothed breast before retrieving the keycard.

He pulled back to glance down at the room number engraved on it, stepping back before reaching for your hand to lead you towards it.

His heart excitedly skipped a beat as he heard the click of the door signalling it was open, and like a gentlemen he then held it open for you to walk in.

You waited for Antonio to follow you in before shoving him against the door to close it, kissing him passionately.

Your hands roam his bare chest as he walks you towards the bed, his hands sliding around your lower back and down towards your ass to grope it.

Antonio wrapped his fingers around the hem of your dress either side, almost tearing it as he rushed to pull it up and over your head.

Your hair fell back into place perfectly, you were left in the light pink lace lingerie you'd thankfully chosen to wear.

He groaned in pure arousal as his eyes roam your semi naked body, you looked so pristine and he just had to corrupt you.

Your eyes fell to his hands as he fumbled with his belt, you immediately reached for his hands to pull them away and replace them with your own.

He felt a sense of relief as his jeans were loosened, allowing you to drag them down past his hips so they pool around his ankles.

He grabbed hold of your cheeks, forcing you to look up at him before his lips came crashing down on yours.

"Go and sit on the bed like a good girl." He whispered as he pulled away.

You did as instructed, taking a seat on the edge of the bed with your legs purposely spread, your hands placed behind your back on the sheets.

He felt a bead of pre cum leak from his aching tip at the sight alone, he was almost breathless.

He watched as you lay back, pressing a knee between your thighs as he lowered himself to hover over you.

With one hand placed beside your head for support, his free hand was able roam your body.

He lowered his head, pressing tender kisses against your neck while his hand slid down your chest and abdomen to find placement between your thighs, tracing your clothed core with his fingertips.

Your hips eagerly bucked in desperation, hoping it would somehow force a slightly harsher touch.

Antonio smirked, halting his touch altogether as he glanced up at you.

"Let me savour this moment mi amor, be patient." He scolded, redirecting his attention back towards your core.

He pushed aside your newly damp underwear with his fingers before slipping them between your soaking wet folds, eliciting a whimper from you.

It was like music to his ears, and he craved to hear more. He ran his fingers through your folds several times over, spreading your arousal and forcing further moans from you.

It wasn't until his fingers started to circle your clit that he saw a drastic change in your response, your moans grew louder and your back started to arch off the bed.

"You like that, baby? Hm? That feel good?" He asked, expecting little to no response as he purposely plunged his fingers into you, his eyes widening lustfully at as your walls flutter.

Your growing pleasure was abruptly cut short as harshly pulled his fingers from you, hooking his fingers around the waistband of your underwear to yank it down past your hips and thighs, stepping off the bed as he dragged it down your calves and ankles before letting the skimpy material fall to the ground.

Aching for his touch and curious as to his next move, you pushed yourself up onto your elbows to watch him.

Your gaze fell to his hands as you watch him slide his boxers past his hips, watching as his cock spring free.

You were practically salivating at the sight, your hole clenching around nothing in anticipation for the pleasure his cock would offer.

You watched as Antonio reached down to pull a condom from the pocket of his discarded jeans.

Your heart sank dramatically at the thought of him actually using it, you didn't want to be deprived of the sensations he naturally had to offer.

You waited until he hovered over you once more before taking the opportunity to flip the two of you over, placing one of your hands on his shoulder for support while the other reached down to hold his cock upright before allowing yourself to sink down onto it.

A loud moan erupted from your throat in unison with a grunt from Antonio, your head tilting back as you'd bottomed out.

You placed the hand that guided you onto his chest before starting to rock your hips, a mixture of loud moans and soft whimpers leaving your lips.

Antonio was in and out of bliss, the reasonable man within him knew he had to use the condom that sit between his index and middle finger but the pleasure you provided was so great that those thoughts were interrupted.

"Baby? Baby, I gotta put this condom on." He whispered, lifting a hand to wrap his fingers around one of your breasts to knead it.

You purposely picked up the pace hoping it would distract him, your moans becoming more frequent and noticeably louder.

Bringing both of your hands up towards your back, you unclasped your bra before pulling it from your body and throwing it over your shoulder.

Your breasts bounced freely as you rode him and his eyes watched them so attentively.

"No daddy, please. I wanna feel you, please." You whine desperately, placing your hand on his forearm before gliding it upwards until your hand slipped over his, forcing his hand back up towards your unclothed breasts.

Antonio's mind malfunctioned in that very moment, he stared up at you in disbelief. He'd unintentionally allowed you to dominate the entire moment and being so far gone in pleasure, he didn't even attempt to try to stop you.

Your moans were pornographic and Antonio felt like a god hearing how good his cock made you feel so he refused to deprive himself of hearing how good it'd feel as he came inside you, especially as you were so desperate for it.

He threw the condom aside before reaching up to on your cheek roughly, pulling your head down towards his to allow his lips to crash against yours.

"No condom baby girl." He whispered against your lips, eager to please you.

He felt your movements start to falter and took full advantage of the situation, placing his hand on your mid back to hold you in place as he rolled the two of you over.

In the process of switching position, he'd thrusted into you so deeply that his tip surely touched your cervix, the moan you let out forced Antonio's eyes to roll back.

His hand gripped the pillow beside your head as he thrust into you relentlessly, he was once again in full control.

Antonio's fingers found their way to your clit once more and it took only a few seconds for you to start convulsing beneath him.

He felt your resistance as you attempted to push yourself further up the bed in avoidance of his touch, clearly overstimulated.

The hand the rest beside your head gripped at your shoulder, pinning you against the bed to hold you in position.

"Where you going baby girl?" He whispered almost sadistically, his fingers circling at an increasing speed.

You were a whimpering mess beneath him, writhing within his restraint.

"Don't fight it baby, relax. Just relax.." he cooed, his own climax drawing near as he felt your walls start to tighten around him.

You raised a hand to push at Antonio's shoulder, signalling him to stop but the impending wave of unimaginable pleasure finally hit.

"Fuck, Mateo!" You cried out, throwing your head back as you let it wash over you, your back arching off the bed.

Your body was on fire, pleasure coursing through your veins and slowly paralysing you.

Antonio completely looked past the fact you were calling out his fake name, the sensation of your walls fluttering around him were enough to throw him over the edge of his own climax.

His thrusts began to falter as he filled you with his cum, thick white ropes of it now coating your walls.

He became a whimpering mess, barely able to hold his head up as he felt his body grow limp.

He used all the strength he had left to prevent himself from collapsing onto you, his gaze slowly meeting yours as he looked down at you.

"You okay, sweetheart?" He asked sincerely, using his now free hand to support his body weight as he brought the other hand down to your cheek to cup it gently.

You nodded in response, a smile slowly creeping its way onto your face.

"Are you?" You asked playfully, breathing heavily as your chest rise and fall at an increased pace.

"Better than okay, never been better." He smirked, slowly pulling himself out before moving to lay on his back beside you, his chest moving just as rapidly as yours.

A part of him expected you to immediately cling to him, but he watched as you lay still, as if you were almost hesitant to do so.

The hesitation regarding your climax slowly came to mind seconds later, it left him to wonder whether you'd even ever experienced one before, his detective skills were slowly piecing these bits of information together to come to his very own conclusion.

Perhaps you'd only ever met men who selfishly thought for themselves, but he wasn't going to let you feel dissatisfied in his company.

He extended his arm, sliding it beneath your neck before gently pulling you closer, signalling for you to get closer.

You slowly turned your head to look at him, the warm gaze staring back at you made your heart flutter violently.

"You're gonna hurt my feelings if you don't get over here. I am good for other things, you know?" His tone was playful and it made you smile.

You willingly let him pull you closer, resting your head against his shoulder as he'd instigated before wrapping your arm over his chest, your calf slipping between the two of his.

The warmth radiating off his body and the exhaustion of your sexual encounter made you sleepy, you allowed your eyes to close to preserve whatever energy you could.

His fingers gently play with several strands of your hair, a smile slowly settling on his face as if he had not a worry in the world.

He forcibly shut out the facts, the real reason he was in your company and the task he had ahead.

He wanted to prolong the night, the time he had left with you before he'd inevitably had to leave to report back to Voight.

He froze as he felt you nuzzle your head against his shoulder, lifting his head a little to glance down at you.

He leant in, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head before reaching for the comforter to pull over the two of you.

He wasn't particularly bothered about himself, but he wanted to cover your modesty and keep you warm.

He adjusted the covers, covering only up to your shoulders as he didn't want to smother you.

"So, no round two?" He joked, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze.

"In a minute.." you mumbled sleepily, drifting in and out of your sexually induced sleepiness.

He held you close as he lay his head against the pillow, soaking in the beauty of the moment you’d shared while he could.

- This is my first time writing and I’m still not too confident, any constructive feedback is welcome!

-I am posting several other parts to this story in the next few days🫣

[chibikyo]

Day 11 - Lingerie

MK1 Raiden x Reader

Reader gets advice from Johnny about how to get Raiden more riled up in the bedroom. The advice works even better than anticipated

Warnings: Lingerie kink, slight rough sex, Raiden is a cinnamon roll but reader wants him to be a SIN-namon roll

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Y/n and Johnny had become fast friends while at the Wu Shi academy, which is how he knew all about her hopeless crush on Raiden, and he’d been her self-appointed wingman leading up to and following the tournament. So he  had been ecstatic when he’d learned she had finally asked Raiden out, going out of his way to set up a romantic dinner for his friends, and later pestering her for every little detail about their blossoming romance. 

“Johnny, I'm being serious here.” Y/n pouted. Johnny couldn’t help his laughter though and only cackled louder when she kicked him from under the table. “You’re a jerk.”

“I’m sorry, Y/n. I just never expected you’d be asking me for help with… well.” Johnny leaned in, taking a sip from his milkshake to stifle another fit of giggles. He had invited the other champions to L.A. to stay with him for a few weeks so he could give them a tour and just hang out in general. Raiden, Kung Lao, and Y/n had flown in a week ago and Kenshi had shown up two days later and Johnny couldn’t be happier. Ashrah and Syzoth had declined joining them this time, still adjusting to life at the Wu Shi academy.

Seeing how genuinely happy Johnny was for her made it easy for Y/n to open up and spill all the disgustingly sweet moments they’d shared over the last two months. So easy, in fact, that she had finally confessed to Johnny that she could use a little advice. Johnny had jumped at the chance to help, dragging her off to his favorite Cafe after telling Raiden and the others that they needed a girls day out. Y/n had rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help laughing at the confused looks Raiden, Kung Lao, and Kenshi shared as she was ushered promptly out Johnny’s front door. Which is how she found herself seated across the actor, waiting patiently for him to compose himself so they could continue their conversation.

“Okay, okay. I’m done.” Johnny grinned. “Seriously though, you really know how to surprise a guy.” He leaned forward, voice dropping so they wouldn’t be overheard. “Never thought Raiden would be a disappointment in bed; the guy seems really eager to please.”

“I never said he disappointed me, asshole.” Y/n hissed. “I just, he’s a fucking cinnamon roll okay? He’s sweet and gentle and he treats me like I’m made of glass.” She sighed. “Which is great, but I just want him to lose control, just a little bit.”

“I get it.” Johnny chuckled. “Love-making is all well and good, but sometimes you just wanna get fucked.” Y/n threw her hands up.

“I must be out of my mind.” Y/n grimaced as she glanced at herself in the mirror. She’d spent a whole afternoon being dragged from shop to shop, Johnny easily dropping a few grand on getting her a brand new wardrobe just for this occasion. She’d been shocked, but mildly curious as Johnny had ferried her to no less than seven different specialty shops and helped her pick out a wide selection of lingerie. It had only taken him walking out of an adjacent dressing room in the most feminine bralette and panties Y/n had ever seen for her to put on a fashion show for him, laughing as he gave a little twirl in the tiny skirt.

“Exactly!” She glanced around sheepishly, but no one was paying them any mind where they were tucked away and Y/n let her voice drop down again as she continued. “Look If it’s too awkward for you to give me advice then I understand but I figured if anyone could help me, it’s you.”

“Oh I am more than happy to give you advice, thunder bae.” Johnny grinned. “Look, the best way to get someone like Raiden to cut loose, is to tease him. Best way to do that?” His grin grew wider and Y/n knew she was in trouble when he winked at her before draining his coffee in a single gulp. “Well that, my friend, will require a shopping trip.”~

He’d been practically giddy, picking out different sets and giving her genuine feedback. He’d purchased a few pieces for himself too and tried each one on for her as well. It wasn’t often she indulged in her feminine side and that Johnny fully embraced it with her had been such a refreshing change of pace from the constant training that was her normal life. When they’d returned to his mansion both had been giggling, arm in arm, leaving the others only more confused as to what the two of them had gotten into during their time together.

Y/n hadn’t tested any of it while they were in L.A., much to Johnny’s disappointment. She had since returned to Fengjian with the two of them, having been offered a place to stay with Madam Bo when they weren’t at the Wu Shi academy. Raiden had met her for dinner a few evenings after they had returned and she decided it was time. She’d asked him to join her in her room and snuck away to quickly change while he helped Madam Bo clean up. She was starting to second guess herself though as she fidgeted with the sheer fabric. Her decision was made for her as she heard the door creak open on the other side of the room.

“Sorry for the wait, Y/n. I helped Madam Bo clean up a few other tables before… oh?!” Raiden jerked, slamming the door shut behind him harder than intended, his eyes glued to his lover’s body. Y/n bit her lip, hoping she didn’t look as awkward as she watched Raiden’s eyes comb over her. She saw the confusion give way to arousal as he strode toward her, hands reaching out to circle her waist, pulling her against him sharply before he finally seemed to snap back his senses.

“Sweetheart, you look… What is this?” He asked, eyes wide with wonder as he continued to take in the ensemble. Y/n bit her lip as she blushed, unable to look up and meet his eye as his hands stroked the bare skin at her sides. 

“Do you like it?” Y/n asked. She wrapped her hands around his neck as his hands tightened against her waist again. She’d started with the first outfit Johnny had chosen for her, a sheer slip styled like a cheongsam, with deep slits laced together on either side and black silk thong under it. Raiden swallowed.

“You look beautiful.” Raiden sounded awestruck. She could feel the tremble in his fingers as he tugged her closer to him and she smiled, finally glancing up to meet his eyes. She sucked in a breath at the amount of want she saw. “Can I…?”

“You can touch, Raiden.” Y/n murmured and she could almost hear the sound of something snap as Raiden tugged her up into a rough kiss, lips and tongue artfully dancing across her own as he walked her back toward her bed. He pushed her into the plush mattress, hands trailing up to tease her breast beneath the silky fabric as she moaned into his kiss. She threaded her fingers into his hair as he broke away from her lips, kissing his way down to suck and nip at her neck. He nudged his leg between hers, felt her grind against it as he continued to tease the spots he knew drove her wild.

“Y/n, sweetheart, this looks so good on you.” Raiden groaned, hands stroking the fabric under them, sending shivers up her sides. “So pretty. You dressed up just for me, didn’t you?” He reached down, slid two fingers down to tease her clit before slipping them inside her. “God, you’re already so wet. I could just slide right in couldn’t I?”

“Please, Raiden. I need you.” Y/n whined, squirming beneath him as he continued to explore like it was their first time again. She had not expected his reaction to be so visceral, but she was loving how eager he was. Each touch was just a little rougher than normal and before she realized he’d even pulled his hands away from her she could feel him lining the tip of his cock up with her entrance.

She moaned as he pressed forward, his cock sliding into her with ease as he braced himself above her. She barely had time to wrap her legs around him before he began to thrust. His rhythm was hard, fast, and he couldn’t stop his own quiet grunts and whimpers as he leaned in to kiss her again. He grabbed her thighs and tugged them hard, slinging them over his shoulders so he could press her harder into the mattress and press deeper inside of her. 

Y/n felt each slick drag of Raiden’s cock inside her, pleasure pooling hot and heavy in her core as he chased his pleasure within her. She could feel his thrusts grow erratic, his lips hot against her own. She gasped as his fingers stroked over her clit and she felt the orgasm rip through her nerves, her walls squeezing his cock as she pulled him over the edge with her. He stilled, hips pressed flush to her own as he spilled his seed inside her, moaning against her kiss swollen lips.

“You really liked this, didn’t you?” Y/n laughed as Raiden slipped free, collapsing beside her with a groan. She rolled over and tucked her head into his neck, hands trailing down his still clothed body.

“Did you get anything else?”

“I don’t know what came over me. You just looked so…” Raiden cleared his throat even as he tugged her against him, hands trailing soft trails down her spine, lingering over the feel of silk beneath his fingertips. “What brought this on?”

“I could tell you were holding back a bit, treating me like glass.” Y/n replied honestly. “Wanted to see if I could give you a little encouragement. That’s all.”

“Well it worked.” Raiden replied, rolling over so he could face her, placing a gentle kiss against her lips. Then, his face scrunched up in thought. “Wait. Is this what you and Johnny were giggling about last week? Did you?” He frowned. “Did you go lingerie shopping together?”

“He might have recommended a few things.” Y/n kissed him again. “Is that a problem?” She saw him glance down again, eyes already foggy with renewed interest and he smiled.

[alter-ego-xxx]

What lingerie do you think reg would wear. (I mean like are there any sets from Pinterest/online or something that you think he would buy?) what colors, patterns, styles and

how does he choose? Based on how easily James or Barty could yank the strap of his panties back to pull him on their dicks?

slightly nsfw (+ pictures of lingerie)

hm, okay, VERY GOOD question, I've been thinking about this for quite a while and also did my research, as i said. I came to the following conclusions. I think generally, there are two types of lingerie reg wears. On one side he's got one or two kinky, black, leather sets, which are used mostly for playtime. Then on the other hand, there are the elegant, almost feminine sets, and his choice in these is much more interesting. I think reg opts for colours that complement his milky white skin. Namely lavender, baby blue, dark red, saphire, and black. I think most of them are see through and with different floral patterns and bows on them, that make him feel extra pretty. I'm also a firm believer of the fact that his lingerie is mostly two pieced (meaning with a little bralette), because that way, his partner can feel like hes unwraping him like a sweet, teeth rotting candy.

He mostly just choses what brings out his (dare I say almost delicate?) figure the most. At least half of the sets are also gifts from his partner, or things they bought together, since they both should have a wonderful time when they get to the moment of truth.

Usually after a good night, there is definitely the need to buy a new set, because the old one didn't withstand his partners want and eagerness. So at one point, Reg discovers that there are panties with little ribbons over the hipbones, which can be opened for easy access. This doesn't stop most of them from ripping (because who wouldn't go insane with the wonderful view of Regulus Black in lingerie in their bed??), but Reg is happy enough to take his partner to the shop and get them to pay for him feeling pretty.

But Regulus also knows that he can't wear the sets if he's in the mood but the time is limited, because from the second his partner catches a glance of the lingerie, it goes on for literal hours while they fuck like animals for hours and hours on end.

His lingerie is soo fucking beautiful and sexy but also very expensive (because he wears only the best of the best) and at the end of the day very time consuming.

I'll add some pictures I found on Pinterest that made me think of Reg:

this was such a fun ask. Thank you so much, nonie, I hope I did you justice, if not, dont be afraid to specify what you wanted to hear! I might make a part two with how i think barty and james would react differently.. if anyone has thoughts on that, feel free to share them with me. I'd be very interested to hear y'alls opinion!

[ftmcutiepie]

Answering All The Questions From "Ask Game For FTMs <3" Because I'm A Needy Filthy Slut

I'm an attention whore! I love letting internet strangers know intimate details about me, it gets my girly pussy so wet.

And while I appreciate every single ask I got so far - thank you to everyone who sent one (or two) - that didn't cover all of them so here we go.

Do you have large labia or small labia?

Uhhh not sure what to compare it to? My labia minora are bigger than my labia majora lol if that helps paint a picture?

How high is your cervix? Can you touch it?

Too high for me to touch🥺

How large is your clitoris?

I don't have anything to actually measure it rn so I have to guess.

When not aroused I'd say it's... less than one inch. God I feel pathetic even typing that out😖 In the metric system I'd say it's a bit more than one 1cm that feels like more of an accomplishment. But that's still less than one inch which is. Humbling.

Aroused it's a bit more than 2cm I think. Still less than 1 inch😖 It's embarrassing I thought any one would care about the difference. It's still so tiny and girly it's pathetic🥺

How wet is your vulva on average?

Very wet. Wetter when I'm edging and not cumming. Even wetter when I'm no touch.

How big are your breasts?

Like I said before. Small. Idk the cup size.

But I wish I could get implants to make them bigger🥺

Maybe too big to bind even so I can never hide what I really am. Give real men, lesbians and other ftm girls something to play and torture me with <3

How many kids do you think your husband will want?

My stupid little bimbo brain is a bit confused by this question. Who is this imaginary future husband? Surely I would need to get to know him first to know how many kids he would want?

But in my humble opinion, the ideal state for a confused fakeboy ftm girl to be in / the fastest way to fix us is to keep us permanently pregnant. The second we're done giving birth (or as soon as that's realistically safely possible if that's more your drift) fuck another one into us.

I want my tits to be heavy and swollen with milk, leaking at the most embarrassing of moments. My hips even wider now, undeniably feminine.

And of course, a big belly, proving I'm serving a real man in the most devoted way I can - my letting him fill me with his seed and carrying his children.

Bullet vibes or wands?

I have never tried either, but @aimymisgenderme kindly mansplained the differences to me.

I think I'd choose the bullet vibe because I can shove it inside me my needy pussy🥺

But I also think it could be fun if someone overstimulated me by holding a wand to my clit until I cry😳

Have you ever rimmed a man? What about another girl?

Sadly not. But I want to so badly!

Would you lick another girls vulva if she told you to?

Yes! I want to have lesbian sex so bad🥺

Do you like being spanked?

I love it! Especially having my pussy spanked it hurts so good and makes me kinda dysphoric🥴

What would you cook for a first date?

I really suck at cooking so I would probably go for something easy like pasta or pizza.

What do you look for in a real man?

Not sure what this question is aiming at?

In fantasy, any real man is superior to me and deserves to use my body for his pleasure. I don't deserve to have standards, and I'm a slut desperate for male attention anyways.

More realistically, I want a Dom who gives me guidance and rules and helps me become a better girly slut <3

Are you an undewire girl or a bralette girl?

I only own underwire bras but they tend to get a bit uncomfortable after a while, and most bralettes look more feminine in my opinion and more appropriate for my smaller tits. So as soon as I get a job I'll go shopping for those!

Have you realized you're just a confused girl yet? If so, when did you realize?

Well, getting called a (confused) girl is getting my pussy wet, and my pussy doesn't lie, so that must mean I'm a girl, right?

But sometimes I still get dysphoric delusional and get silly ideas in my head about being a boy.

But @aimymisgenderme is helping me work through that, setting me straight and fixing me! Sir is helping me become a good girl again and I'll be forever grateful for his hard work <3

[stevetickolo24]

Lingerie for Every Body: Embracing Diversity in Valentine's Day Fashion

Valentine’s Day is a celebration of love and beauty in all its forms. While lingerie has traditionally been marketed with a narrow ideal in mind, today’s fashion landscape is shifting to embrace and celebrate diversity. From size inclusivity to representing different skin tones, body types, and gender identities, lingerie is finally becoming a canvas for every body to feel empowered, beautiful, and loved.

Let’s explore how Valentine’s Day lingerie can celebrate individuality and break barriers, ensuring that everyone has the opportunity to feel confident and sexy.

The Beauty of Inclusivity True inclusivity in lingerie means creating designs that cater to every body, celebrating the unique beauty of each person. Size-Inclusive Options: Brands now offer extended size ranges, ensuring that people of all shapes—petite, curvy, or plus-sized—can find pieces that fit beautifully and comfortably. Representation Matters: Diverse advertising campaigns featuring models of all ages, ethnicities, abilities, and gender identities are redefining what it means to be beautiful. Beyond Gender Norms: Lingerie is no longer confined to traditional gender roles. Gender-inclusive designs celebrate individuality and self-expression for everyone.

Designing Lingerie for All Shapes and Sizes Lingerie should enhance and celebrate natural beauty, no matter your shape or size. Look for these design features: Supportive Bras: Wide straps, full-coverage cups, and underwire support cater to a variety of bust sizes, ensuring both comfort and style. High-Waisted Bottoms: These flattering designs highlight curves and provide a retro-chic aesthetic. Adjustable Details: Straps, bands, and closures that allow for a customizable fit are key to making lingerie accessible for all body types. Stretch Fabrics: Soft, stretchy materials like mesh, lace, and microfiber ensure a snug yet comfortable fit.

Celebrating Skin Tones with Thoughtful Color Palettes Valentine’s Day lingerie has traditionally leaned on reds, blacks, and whites, but an inclusive collection should feature shades that complement a variety of skin tones. Nude for All: Brands are expanding their definition of “nude” to include a full spectrum of tones, allowing everyone to find pieces that feel like a second skin. Bold Colors: Jewel tones, pastels, and vibrant hues look stunning on a range of skin tones, ensuring that every wearer feels radiant. Sheer Elegance: Mesh and lace designs in universal shades like gold, champagne, and deep chocolate add a luxurious touch.

Inclusive Representation in Advertising Seeing yourself represented in media is empowering. Lingerie brands that showcase diverse models inspire confidence and foster a sense of belonging. Body Positivity: Campaigns that highlight stretch marks, scars, and natural curves send a powerful message of self-love. Authentic Stories: Sharing the stories of real people and their journeys with self-acceptance adds depth to the lingerie shopping experience. Gender-Inclusive Imagery: Featuring models across the gender spectrum creates a welcoming space for everyone.

Accessibility in Design Inclusive lingerie isn’t just about appearance; it’s also about functionality and accessibility. Adaptive Lingerie: Features like magnetic closures, easy-to-reach straps, and seamless designs cater to people with physical disabilities or limited mobility. Comfort-First Options: Seamless, wireless bras and soft fabrics ensure comfort without sacrificing style. Minimalist Styles: Simple yet elegant designs cater to those who prefer a more understated look.

Confidence is Key At its core, lingerie is about how it makes the wearer feel. Valentine’s Day is the perfect opportunity to celebrate your body exactly as it is. Self-Love First: Choose lingerie that makes you feel amazing, whether it’s a sultry red bodysuit or a cozy bralette and robe. Celebrate Individuality: Lingerie should enhance what makes you unique, not conform to a narrow ideal. Empowerment Through Fashion: Confidence comes from within, but a perfectly fitted lace set or satin slip can help bring it to the surface.

Building a Diverse Lingerie Collection For brands, curating an inclusive lingerie collection for Valentine’s Day means offering something for everyone: Size Range: Ensure that every piece is available in an extended size range, from petite to plus-size. Variety of Styles: Include options that cater to different preferences, from romantic lace to sporty bralettes. Gender-Inclusive Designs: Offer pieces that are not limited by traditional gender norms, like unstructured bralettes or androgynous bodysuits.

Breaking Stereotypes and Embracing Change The lingerie industry has long been shaped by narrow standards of beauty, but the tide is turning. By embracing diversity, brands and individuals alike can create a space where everyone feels valued and celebrated.

A Valentine’s Day for Everyone Valentine’s Day isn’t just about romantic love—it’s about celebrating all forms of love, including the love you have for yourself. Inclusive lingerie collections remind us that beauty comes in many forms and that everyone deserves to feel special.

Celebrate Your Unique Beauty Whether you’re shopping for yourself or someone special, remember that lingerie is about more than aesthetics—it’s about confidence, self-expression, and empowerment. This Valentine’s Day, embrace pieces that celebrate your individuality and make you feel truly radiant.

[buywomenbrasonline]

Discover the Best Bra Shops in Melbourne for Comfortable Bras with No Underwire

Finding the perfect bra can be a challenge, especially when you’re looking for comfort without compromising style. If you’re in Melbourne and in search of bras with no underwire, Femmeline is your go-to destination. Offering a wide selection of bras that prioritize comfort, support, and style, Femmeline is one of the best bra shops in Melbourne, catering to those who prefer a wire-free experience.

Why Choose Bras with No Underwire?

Underwire bras are often known for providing structure and support, but they’re not always the most comfortable option. For many women, bras with no underwire offer a more relaxed fit while still providing ample support. Whether you’re looking for something for everyday wear or a more relaxed, lounge-friendly style, Femmeline’s collection of wire-free bras in Melbourne ensures you don’t have to choose between comfort and support.

Femmeline: A Bra Shop in Melbourne That Understands Your Needs

Femmeline stands out among bra shops in Melbourne by offering a thoughtful selection of bras with no underwire. From soft-cup bras to wireless sports bras and bralettes, each style is designed with your comfort in mind. Their knowledgeable staff can help guide you to the perfect fit, ensuring that you leave with a bra that feels as good as it looks.

Comfort Meets Style

While comfort is essential, there’s no need to sacrifice style. Femmeline’s bras with no underwire come in a variety of colors, patterns, and designs, making it easy to find one that suits your personal style. Whether you prefer a minimalist approach or something more playful, there’s something for every taste at Femmeline.

Visit Femmeline for the Best Bras in Melbourne

If you’re on the hunt for bras with no underwire, Femmeline is one of the top bra shops in Melbourne. Their dedication to providing high-quality, comfortable, and stylish options ensures that you’ll leave feeling confident and at ease. Stop by today and experience the difference a well-fitted, wire-free bra can make!

[wishtoys0]

Shop Premium Lingerie Online in India with Wishtoys – Your Ultimate Style Destination

In today’s fast-paced world, where convenience and style go hand in hand, shopping for lingerie online has become increasingly popular. Women across India are now embracing the idea of purchasing intimate wear from the comfort of their homes. Wishtoys, a leading online retailer, is revolutionizing the way women in India shop for lingerie by offering a wide range of premium products that combine elegance, comfort, and affordability.

Why Choose Wishtoys for Lingerie Shopping?

When it comes to lingerie, every woman desires something that fits well, feels good, and enhances her confidence. Wishtoys understands these needs and offers a curated collection that caters to diverse preferences, sizes, and budgets. Here’s why Wishtoys stands out:

Extensive Range of Styles Wishtoys offers a variety of lingerie styles, including bras, panties, nightwear, shapewear, and more. Whether you’re looking for a comfortable everyday bra, a seductive lace bralette, or supportive sportswear, Wishtoys has it all.

High-Quality Materials Quality is at the heart of every product at Wishtoys. The lingerie is crafted from premium fabrics like soft cotton, breathable mesh, luxurious silk, and durable lace to ensure maximum comfort and longevity.

Inclusive Sizing Wishtoys believes that beauty comes in all shapes and sizes. The platform offers an inclusive range of sizes, ensuring that every woman finds her perfect fit without compromising on style.

Affordable Pricing Premium lingerie doesn’t have to break the bank. Wishtoys provides high-quality products at competitive prices, making luxury lingerie accessible to everyone.

Discreet Packaging and Hassle-Free Delivery Shopping for lingerie online comes with the added benefit of privacy. Wishtoys ensures discreet packaging and swift delivery to maintain customer confidentiality.

Types of Lingerie Available at Wishtoys

Wishtoys’ diverse collection ensures that every woman finds something that suits her taste and needs. Here are some popular categories:

Bras

T-shirt Bras: Perfect for everyday wear, offering seamless comfort under fitted clothes.

Push-Up Bras: Enhance your curves and add a touch of glamour to any outfit.

Sports Bras: Provide excellent support during workouts.

Strapless Bras: Ideal for off-shoulder and strapless outfits.

Panties

Bikini Panties: A classic choice for comfort and style.

Thongs: Perfect for avoiding visible panty lines.

High-Waist Panties: Great for added coverage and tummy control.

Nightwear

Babydolls: Flirty and feminine nightwear for special occasions.

Satin Robes: Luxurious and comfortable, perfect for lounging.

Two-Piece Sets: Stylish and cozy for a good night’s sleep.

Shapewear

Body shapers, tummy tuckers, and high-waist shorts to give you a seamless silhouette under any outfit.

Bridal Lingerie Specially designed pieces for brides-to-be, including lace corsets, garters, and elegant chemises to make your wedding night unforgettable.

Benefits of Buying Lingerie Online at Wishtoys

Shopping for lingerie online offers numerous advantages, and Wishtoys takes this experience to the next level. Here’s why:

Convenience Avoid the hassle of visiting multiple stores. With Wishtoys, you can browse, select, and purchase your favorite lingerie pieces from anywhere, anytime.

Detailed Product Descriptions Each product is accompanied by detailed descriptions, size guides, and high-resolution images to help you make an informed decision.

Customer Reviews Gain insights from other buyers’ experiences to choose the best products for your needs.

Exclusive Deals and Discounts Wishtoys frequently offers attractive discounts, seasonal sales, and bundle deals, ensuring you get the best value for your money.

Easy Returns and Exchanges If something doesn’t fit or meet your expectations, Wishtoys’ hassle-free return and exchange policy has you covered.

Tips for Choosing the Right Lingerie

Selecting the perfect lingerie can be overwhelming, but these tips can make the process easier:

Know Your Size Use a measuring tape to determine your accurate bra size and panty measurements. Wishtoys provides a comprehensive size chart to guide you.

Choose the Right Style Consider your wardrobe and lifestyle. For daily wear, opt for T-shirt bras and cotton panties. For special occasions, explore lace or satin options.

Focus on Comfort Comfort should be a priority. Choose breathable fabrics and designs that align with your body type.

Experiment with Colors While classic black, white, and nude are timeless, don’t shy away from experimenting with bold colors and prints to add variety.

Invest in Versatility Invest in multi-way bras and neutral-colored lingerie pieces that can be styled with various outfits.

Final Thoughts

Wishtoys has established itself as a trusted destination for premium lingerie in India. By combining style, comfort, and affordability, it caters to the modern woman who values quality and convenience. Whether you’re refreshing your everyday essentials or looking for something special, Wishtoys has you covered.

Experience the joy of shopping for lingerie without compromise. Visit Wishtoys today and redefine your intimate wear collection. Embrace your unique style and confidence with Wishtoys – your ultimate style destination.

[jomferryind]

What Makes the Perfect Night Dress for Women?

Comfort, style, and usefulness come together to create the ideal nightgown for ladies. Soft, breathable materials that facilitate easy mobility and a restful night's sleep are important elements. Seek for straps that can be adjusted and a silhouette that fits a variety of body types. A hint of elegance can be added without being unduly fussy with subtle embellishments like lace or embroidery. Not to mention, colors and patterns are important. While bright designs can express personality, calming tones encourage relaxation. In the end, a flawless nightgown gives its wearer a confident, lovely feeling.

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Understand Your Size

Understanding your size is the first step in finding the perfect bra. Many women do not usually realize that they are wearing the wrong size.

This is how you can find your correct size:

Measure Yourself: When ever you go to measure your ribcage use a soft measuring tape, just under your bust. This measurement is your band size. Then, measure around the fullest part of your bust. You can determine your cup size by knowing the difference between these two measurements

1 inch = A cup

2 inches = B cup

3 inches = C cup

4 inches = D cup

And so on.

Get Professionally Fitted: Most lingerie stores offer free professional fittings. Take advantage of this service, as trained fitters can provide a more accurate measurement and recommend the best styles for your body type.

Know Your Styles

Not all bras are created equal. Different styles serve different purposes and suit different outfits. Here are some common types and when to wear them:

T-shirt Bra: Seamless and smooth, perfect for wearing under tight-fitting clothes.

Push-up Bra: Adds volume and lift, ideal for low-cut tops.

Sports Bra: Minimizes movement and provides support during exercise.

Balconette Bra: Creates a rounded shape and works well with square necklines.

Strapless Bra: Essential for strapless or off-the-shoulder outfits.

Bralette: Offers light support and is great for casual wear or lounging.

Quality Over Quantity

Investing in high-quality bras can make a significant difference in comfort and durability. While it may be tempting to buy cheaper options, they often lack the support and longevity of well-made bras. Look for bras made from durable materials with strong stitching. Brands known for their quality may have a higher price point, but they are usually worth the investment.

Try Before You Buy

One of the most important tips for bra shopping is to try on bras before purchasing them. You can find different sizes between brands and even between different styles from the same brand. When trying on bras:

Check the Band: Without riding up the band should fit comfortably around your ribcage. It provides most of the support, so it's crucial to get the right fit.

Assess the Cups: The cups should perfectly and closely fit your breasts without gaping or spilling over. If there are gaps, the cup is too big. If there's spillage it means that the cup is too small.

Adjust the Straps: Straps should be comfortable and provide lift without digging into your shoulders. Remember, straps are not the primary source of support; the band is.

Move Around: In the fitting room don’t just stand still, small movements of your body can give you best angles to see if your bra fits you well. Move your arms, bend over, and twist to see how the bra moves with you. It should stay in place and provide support in all positions.

Pay Attention to Your Needs

Consider your lifestyle and wardrobe when choosing bras. If you have a physically active lifestyle, prioritize sports bras with excellent support. If you frequently wear form-fitting clothes, invest in T-shirt bras with smooth, seamless cups. Diversify your bra collection to have options for different outfits and activities.

Take Care of Your Bras

Proper care can extend the life of your bras and keep them in good condition:

Hand Wash: Hand washing is gentler on the fabric and elastic. Use a mild detergent and cold water.

Air Dry: Do not use dryer because the heat can damage the elastic. Lay bras flat to dry.

Store Properly: Store bras flat or hang them by the center gore to maintain their shape. Avoid crumpling them in a drawer.

Signs You Need a New Bra

Even the best bras don’t last forever. Here are some signs it’s time to replace your bras:

Loss of Elasticity: If the band or straps have stretched out and no longer provide support, it's time for a new bra.

Worn-Out Fabric: Frayed fabric, holes, or thinning material are signs of wear and tear.

Discomfort: If a bra that used to be comfortable now feels painful or irritating, it may be past its prime.

Weight Fluctuations: Significant weight gain or loss can change your bra size, so reassess your size regularly.

Embrace the Experience

Lastly, try to enjoy the bra shopping experience. It’s an opportunity to learn more about your body and find pieces that make you feel confident and comfortable. Don’t be afraid to ask for help from store associates – they are there to assist you and make the process easier.

Conclusion

Finding the perfect bra is all about understanding your size, knowing your styles, and investing in quality pieces that suit your needs. By following these tips, you can navigate bra stores like a pro and build a bra collection that offers comfort, support, and style for every occasion. Happy shopping!

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