#I JUST WANT A FUCKING MATTRESS

[rintoki]

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characters: neuvillette x dom!reader

cw: handjob, neuvillette’s inexperienced, mentions of pee LMAO (very briefly), ambiguous relationship, also in his office lol

a/n: couldn’t think of a title, sorry for any mistakes i’ll correct them later on too lazy too proofread rn

thinking about neuvillette exploring human emotions with you. happiness, sadness, heartache, yearning; he begins to understand them, experiencing them with you. you listen to him, trying to articulate what he’s feeling and then patiently explaining it to him each time.

but now he’s experiencing a completely different feeling; one that he can’t quite place. almost like discomfort, and at times it makes it hard to breathe, but somehow he doesn’t dislike it. he can feel it in his chest, his muscles, and his thoughts are sometimes spiralling out of control whenever he looks at you. as he tries to focus on your face, the urges he feels to drag his eyes down your form are almost carnal.

eventually when he can no longer take it, when he feels these desires may cause him to act in a way he fears may be unbefitting of him, does the chief justice confide in you. but neuvillette is an intelligent man; he isn’t completely clueless about human mating processes, and he’s keenly of how his lower half reacts to you.

but as is his nature, he needs to be sure. even when you’re sitting in front of him, patiently waiting to hear what he has to say, he feels the urges in his body, the yearning to be closer to yours and the thoughts that run rampant wondering about how your hands might feel. on his chest or along his waist, on his hips or around his—

neuvillette catches himself before his thoughts get out of control again, a small flush overtaking his cheeks as he clears his throat; thankfully you were in the privacy of his office. but he refocuses his mind, thinking over what he wants to say to you in a way that you can understand, and doesn’t make you uncomfortable.

the expression on your face remains neutral as he speaks, even as he describes how his body starts to feel hot, and how his thoughts often take on a more lewd direction, however, choosing to omit the fact that you are the subject of his desires. neuvillette feels an uncharacteristic lump in his throat, something he now recognises as nervousness as he awaits your response.

but you smile kindly, “it’s natural for humans to feel sexual desires to those they find attractive, even if the intention is not to ‘mate’ or create offspring. if such desires are reciprocated, then humans often have sex simply for pleasure.”

neuvillette feels heat creep up his neck, almost sure that it’ll reach his cheeks soon enough. your explanation was one he expected, however, the reaction his body has to listening to you say it outright was not something he could control. the idea of sex with you now planted in his head as you observe his reaction, thankfully able to keep his face as stoic as ever.

“monsieur neuvillette, are you feeling such desires towards someone?”

“… yes. it seems that, recently, i have started to feel this way towards you.”

the silence that ensues was quite deafening. the both of you staring at the other as your brain processes what the man in front of you just said. meanwhile, neuvillette isn’t sure what he’s supposed to be feeling now, merely awaiting a response from you. if you were to feel the same desires as him, he supposes that you two will… proceed with what you had described earlier.

“monsieur neuvillette—”

“please, just neuvillette.” his voice is unusually soft, almost unsure now. your relationship has always been a little bit ambiguous; from the start the man has always expressed an interest towards you that you have explained to seem romantic, however neither of you have ever officially declared to be lovers.

“neuvillette,” you stood from your seat, taking steps towards him as you spoke, “do i make you aroused?”

“i, i believe that is the case,” the blush that covers neuvillette’s face was immediate, eyes widening slightly at your direct question as he swallows unconsciously. his voice is soft as he tries not to be overly conscious of the distance you closed between you two, now just a step away from him with his desk right behind him.

unfortunately for him, you take yet another step forward, forcing the man to take a step back only for the edge of the desk to hit his ass. neuvillette jumped a little in surprise, somehow completely unaware of how quickly you have him cornered against his desk. and maybe you should have felt a little shame in the thrill you got from observing his reactions to you; how his cheeks remained flushed and his eyes darting back and forth from your face to the wall behind you, or how he tries to shy away from you, clearly unsure of how to act in the situation.

now with just inches between your bodies, you lean ever closer to him and rest the palm of your hand on his desk, watching as his eyes follow your hand, before snapping back to your face. neuvillette can feel his blood rushing, taking deep breaths to keep his mind coherent despite how his body is responding to your proximity, knowing full well that it wouldn’t be long before you would discover his disgraceful reaction to you.

but he can’t help; deep inside he already begins to ache, biting the inside of his cheek as he secretly wishes for you to get even closer, take another step. you were already so close and he can smell your light perfume, his breathing getting unsteady as he wonders how far you’ll take this. will you close the distance completely? will you decide to allow him a taste of your pretty lips, allow him some kind of relief from the aching in his body.

your lips tugged into a small smile as you can’t help but let out a quiet chuckle. for all his stoicism, neuvillette can’t seem to hide his desires even a little bit. but it was refreshing to see the vulnerability in his eyes, and the unsteadiness of his breathing when you finally take the last step, trapping him between the table and you. with just the tip of your toes, you lean up and press a kiss to his lips, warm and eager to meet yours.

the kiss was short and sweet, due in part to neuvillette’s inexperience, however it didn’t matter to you. you would have time to slowly teach him, but now there was other, more pressing, matters to deal with.

you could feel it against your belly, the heat emanating from it penetrating through the layers of clothing to your skin. neuvillette felt like his body was on fire, so unused to this feeling of uncontrollable surges of pleasure and how hard his cock was, pressed against you.

his mind was already getting dizzy from your mere presence and the kiss, however, the feeling of your hand gently coming to brush over the bulge through his pants finally snaps him back to reality. the honourable judge suddenly becomes aware of his surroundings again as another wave of redness overcomes his face.

“w-wait, we’re in p-public…” his words are mumbled as your fingers begin to search for the zip on his pants.

“i don’t see anyone else here except us,” you whispered back, dragging the zipper down nice and slow over his cock. his breath stutters, hands fidgeting by his sides as he’s torn between stopping you and letting you do as you pleased.

“there’s people outside… please…” neuvillette’s voice was barely a whisper, shaky and unsure as he feels the heat rising when you finally pulled the zipper all the way down. your fingers tickled over his clothed cock, tapping softly on it as his hips jerked.

“please what? stop? do you want me to stop, neuvillette?” you rest your head up one his shoulder, your words whispered beside his ear and your hands moving to cup his cock, searching for the opening in his boxers. despite the questioning nature of your words, neuvillette knows you’re not asking, with the way your hands moved, he bites down on his bottom lip as you finally touched his aching cock, deft fingers making quick work of releasing it from its confines.

the chief justice has never felt any one way about his desk, just finding it to be a good table he did his work on. but today, the man was grateful for its stable structure, for the strong wood that now supported his body weight as his legs grow weaker with every stroke of your hand. his fingers pressed against the table, teeth gritting as neuvillette tries to swallow down the sounds that threatened to escape. sounds that he never thought he would make, but the high whine from the back of his throat nearly got out, keeling over when your thumb brushed over the head of his cock.

hands that always kept a safe and respectable distance from you clutched at your clothes, and the man can no longer retain any kind of composure. his face pressed against your neck, clinging onto you for support as you so easily worked him over.

meanwhile, you were thrilled; eyes trained on the man in front of you as your hand continues its rhythmic movements. your thumb brushed over his tip with every other stroke, collecting the pearls of precum that he leaked and spreading it over his stiff cock. you watched on with your own breathing beginning to pick up; the normally composed and stoic neuvillette crumbling beneath your touch, and the quiet whimpers that he lets out as his hips trembled did not leave you unaffected.

the tightness in your lower belly only served to push you on, eager to see this man reach his high, shaking with pure bliss because of you. you tightened your fist, increasing your pace and now twisting your wrist with every upward stroke.

this change was immediately felt by neuvillette, a strangled whine sounding from his throat as he gripped your arms. unable keep his voice down now, the man hides his face in your neck, an unending string of whimpers could be heard muffled into your skin as his orgasm quickly builds.

neuvillette has never felt like this in his life; an indescribable pleasure rushing through his body, the heat from your touch that burned him like fire, and yet he can’t get enough of it, craving for it as you push him to the brink. every pump, every stroke, neuvillette feels his mind tearing at the seams, unable to comprehend the way you made him feel, the emotions building in his chest, as well as the tight knot he feels at the base of his cock.

“mgh, w-wait, i think i n-need the bathroom,” neuvillette gasps out, hips and thighs quivering terribly as he feels the somewhat familiar urge to pee. he tries to grab your hand, getting more and more frantic as the build up inside him becomes nearly unbearable and the thought of urinating in your hands was far too much for him. he could never face you again if he did.

but you ignore his cries, pushing his shaky hands away and picked up the pace. hearing his sobs and whimpers only urged you on, “don’t worry and just let go, i want to see you cum.”

and just like that, your words and sultry voice pushed him over, the tight knot snapping as neuvillette’s orgasm overtakes his senses, releasing all over your hand. the strings of white cum squirts out on his own clothes and the floor of his office, the man himself having shut his eyes as he experiences pure, unadulterated pleasure surging through his body. you held him tightly through his high, stroking him to completion until his cock begins to soften in your hand, but neuvillette’s body was still trembling and his muscles felt like jelly after being so tensed for so long.

“i, i apologise, i thought i needed the bathroom,” the man finally speaks again after a period of silence as he regains control of his mind and body. your free hand rubs his back, doing your best to comfort him after a moment of vulnerability.

“i heard the feeling of an orgasm can be quite similar to feeling the need to pee, especially since it’s your first experience.” and neuvillette’s face flushes again, he had never told you this was his first sexual experience, but it must have been obvious enough to you. finally feeling enough strength to move, he reaches for a tissue before gingerly wiping your hand, making sure to clean it thoroughly before moving into his clothes and the floor. although he may have felt a little embarrassed seeing his own mess, he hid it well, not wanting to look shameful in front of you anymore than he already has.

you can’t help but think how adorable the chief justice looks right now, quietly cleaning up after himself with the deep red blush across his cheeks. you reach for his now soft cock, chuckling when you hear a surprised yelp from the man, and tucked it back into his boxers before zipping up his pants.

neuvillette’s feels like his face has a permanent blush, as he looks at you patting his crotch and smiling like you didn’t just give him his first (of many) orgasm. one that was in his office no less, with people who held him in high regard right outside. he is just grateful the thick door blocks out sound, given the absolutely shameful sounds that he let out as you stroked his cock.

even the thought of it now makes him feel embarrassed, and yet at the same time he can’t help how excited it makes him. neuvillette pushes these thoughts out of his mind, focusing instead on as you give his cheek a kiss, smiling endearingly at him. all thoughts of shame or embarrassment now gone from his mind as he gaze softens, his chest filling up with emotion when you wrap your arms around him and bid him goodbye with a promise of meeting again. although, his cheeks then crimson yet again from your last parting words:

“if you still need help understanding human pleasure, i’m happy to teach you anytime.”

[gasstationclown]

is this anything

standard practice

bubble bath for torbek, stupid hawaiian shirt for torbek (i didnt draw a pattern you just have to imagine), bow in hair for torbek

working hard

and the full thing

[sevikasenby]

sevika gently scratching your back with her claws while you cuddle. or her scratching your back while you lay on your stomach and her occasionally kissing your back, shoulders or head.

[grossillygirl]

im sad. extremely sad actually yeah. very sad indeedy.

[faaun]

procrastination is starting to have its consequences finally

[thr0bbingcunt]

thinking a lot about being a service top/bottom even, mostly just being whatever your person needs from you

oh you need someone to grind on? well babe my thighs are bare and ready

you need praise? how could i not tell this good boy how hot he is, and how he’s grinding down so nicely

you need someone to fill you ? my fingernails are cut and my strap is on,

you need someone to fuck into? you’ve made me so wet already, how could i say no

you need to mark me up? claim me as yours? i’m no one else’s puppy, come here and start kissing me

you need my hands my mouth my teeth my nails my skin my anything, i’m ready

[hotpersonsstuff]

They made me strip down to my underwear and grind on my pillow for them and call them daddy cause I decided to disobey them and piss without permission.. 😖😖😖😖 god I hope everything works out and I can see them for my birthday cause y'all.. I'm finna go feral.

[thekingdomofdong]

nothing like a random 1000 dollar interest charge on my account when im still in between work and struggling, just what i fuckin needed

[bucephaly]

You think if I show up to camping habitat job with an airmattress and a cot and a popup tent everyone would laugh at me and hit me with sticks

[the-cookie-of-doom]

What if Demon!Kim/Human!Chay AU? Read more for smut >: )

Chay tumbled onto the bed naked, catching himself on hands and knees, and Kim was already behind him, clawed hands digging into his hip as they dragged him back, pushing into him, and Chay sobbed once, tensing in anticipation of pain—that never came. Kim dragged Chay up by his hair, pressed a sharp-toothed kiss into his neck. 

“Do you think I would ever hurt you?” he demanded, pulling Chay farther onto his cock. Pleasure licked up his spine—he was dripping for it, he didn’t understand—

“Kim,” Chay gasped, clutching at the hand now around his throat. “How—” 

“Your body is mine.” Chay shivered at the harsh growl in Kim’s voice, at the filthy way Kim ground into him. “To do with as I please. And right now,” a hard thrust that pulled a moan out of Chay, “I want to fuck you, and I don’t want to wait.” 

“Oh God—” Kim pushed him back into the bed, and Chay could do nothing but take it, writhing beneath the onslaught of pleasure that set his body on fire. Black silk sheets, cool against his burning skin, were his only relief. He panted, open-mouthed and wet, hands scrabbling for purchase, slipping. Kim was the only thing keeping him from collapsing all together, supporting Chay’s body with inhuman strength. He laughed. 

“I’ll take care of you, angel.”

[californiaquail]

i only slept for like five hours but i can't fall back asleep because i can't stop thinking about fleas in my room 😭

[guhhhhhhhhhhh]

Oh little people in my phone, we're really in it now 😔😔

[workingforitallthetime]

can you draw a diagram of the housing situations 😂

sure, i guess? black text is confirmed, red is evidence-based speculation. the residence i'm referring to as the senior house can be seen, memorably, here and here, and next door can be seen here. sorry for the typo in jaybone's name, i don't care enough to go back and redo it.

graphic design is my passion.

[timoswerner]

whats this about klopp and salah arguing then

[zhongluong]

Guess who had to cut holes in the sides of their box spring?!

Me!

The ferrets managed to dig their way into a corner, so I cut a hole to free them. Then cut another one because fuck it, they're going to keep going in anyway.

[blupengu]

Y’all is Hollow Knight hard or do I just suck because oh my god??