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mrs-hatake · 2 days ago

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Jealous LADS Men

pairings: sylus x f!reader, zayne x f!reader and caleb x f!reader

a/n: i blame woo do hwan for this (he's all the men u flirt with lol) ;u;

Sylus:

It’s not common for Sylus to leave N109 to venture into other cities. It’s even rarer for him to be in Linkon in broad daylight.

But Sylus has noticed a…shift in Your behavior recently. Sylus is too mature to admit that curiosity is eating him up inside but he will confess that Your lack of appearance at his manor has piqued his interest.

At first, Sylus brushes it off as You being busy with work. Wanderers have been sprouting about it recently so he imagines the hunters have been off to battle frequently. With the increase in numbers of those filthy creatures, they’re probably grabbing any hunter they can find.

Yet when the dangers have dispersed, You still barely show up at his place. Just this morning Sylus has scoffed at himself for pacing around his study, as if he’s some pup eagerly waiting for his master’s return.

Bothered at himself, Sylus sends out Mephisto to track your location.

The robotic bird informs him that You’re at the Deepspace Hunter Association’s main building, working on some documents.

This is how we find Sylus expertly bypassing all the security cameras and alarms installed in the building. He hears Mephisto through the earpiece that You’re currently at the outdoor training grounds with your friends.

Sylus is on the roof overlooking the training grounds without breaking a sweat.

He sees a group of cadets gathered around a matted area. There are rows of benches surrounding the makeshift ring where two boxers are battling it out.

Sylus snaps his fingers and a pair of binoculars emerge through a smoke of crimson red. It doesn’t take him too long to spot You.

You’re sitting in the middle, friends surrounding You left and right. A white eyebrow raises in curiosity as You and Your friends say something and then burst into a fit of giggles.

Sylus sees one of Your friends pointing towards the ring, whispering something to You before You playfully shove her.

Following where Your friend is pointing, Sylus’ gaze lands on the two men fighting on the ring. Specifically, a black haired man with very slanted eyes. The man fights seriously, as if he is facing an enemy. He knocks out his opponent in two minutes which earns him an eruption of cheers from the group of girls. Sylus doesn’t miss how loudly you clap and cheer for him.

Sylus’ insides curled in protest at the repulsive sight.

You’ve been away this whole time because of some…some, pretty boy?

Sylus has never thought of You as someone so superficial. Or as someone who’s looking to date. Because even when Sylus drags you to all those parties You hate, where men drool all over You, some bold enough to flirt, You never paid them attention.

But You’re acting like a shy school girl over this insignificant bug? Ridiculous.

Movement below catches Sylus attention again. It takes every ounce of self control for Sylus to not break his binoculars.

The little bug runs up to You when he notices You holding a cold bottle of water and clean towels for him. The boy flashes You what he thinks is a charming smile (Sylus thinks he looks like a creep) and throws a wink Your way before he’s back on the ring.

Snapping the binoculars away, Sylus turns away from the revolting scene.

Should You grace Sylus with Your presence, he’ll show just how pretty and strong a man can be.

Zayne:

Zayne absolutely despises going to the coffee shop across the street from Deepspace Hunter Association’s main building. He yearns to take You to a different coffee shop but Your lunch break is only an hour and any other decent coffee shop is at least thirty minutes away from Your workplace.

Zayne has suggested that he brings You lunch to work, tempting You by promising that he’ll cook all of Your favorite meals but You refused.

You’ve explained to him that being stuck at work all day long is driving You crazy and You’re not going to sacrifice Your freedom and sanity no matter what.

So Zayne has to sit in this humble sized coffee shop with hanging flowers decorating the walls and soft jazz music playing in the background.

To be honest, the establishment isn’t so bad. The prices are reasonable. The food they serve is very delicious and Zayne will admit that their coffee is the best in the city. So, really, Zayne doesn’t have any reason to complain about this place.

Except for the fact that one of their baristas is an attractive young man that You’ve been eyeing ever since they had hired him.

Zayne has to watch You with a hollow heart as You bat Your eyes prettily at the man with slanted eyes as he compliments Your dress. The dress that Zayne has seen You purchased on Your phone just like this.

A compliment or two from men is fine, Zayne doesn’t mind it much. You are a beautiful woman after all so he doesn’t blame them. But does the barista have to draw hearts, flowers and cute emojis in all of Your coffee orders?

At least Zayne doesn’t have to hear You gushing about him like You do with Tara. He fears he might do something illegal if he does.

Caleb:

There really should be a support group for men who are not only bother-zoned but have to spend their only day off of the week watching their crush flirt with another man.

Caleb is sitting on his beach towel with his arms crossed as he shoots lasers at the lifeguard talking to You. He holds back screams of frustration as You shyly laugh at something the other man said and playfully smack his well defined pectorals.

What’s worse is that You’re wearing a frilly pink bikini that Caleb loves so much. It’s not fair that the lifeguard, some loser who’s most likely a closeted creep and perv, gets to freely ogle at Your smoking hot body while Caleb can’t.

Internally, Caleb screams, a cacophony of frustration and envy echoing in the hollows of his mind. Every laugh from Your lips feels like a dagger to his heart. Each flirtatious glance You exchanged with the lifeguard made his blood boil.

The final straw is when You call him gege. Yes, gege can be used for anyone but You know that this honorific is Caleb’s weakness. You’re also aware of how upset he gets when You use it on other men, even You have called out his illogical mindset.

Unable to stomach the sight before him, Caleb is on his feet. He’s trudging to the lifeguard station where you’re both at.

He’ll snatch You away from that snake and drag You back home if it means it will put an end to Caleb’s torture.

You being angry is a price he’s willing to pay because, by the end of the night, he’ll make sure You’re his.

#i'm sorry zayne's is always so short idk how to write him :(#sylus x reader #zayne x reader #caleb x reader #sylus x you #zayne x you #caleb x you #lads fanfic #love and deepspace fic

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year ago

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You mentioned in a headcanon post about how Tobi would knock reader out with their voice when they did something they didnt like, could you make an example scenario 4 us ? :0

"No."

There are many things Tobi can protect you from. Ghosts and demons, spiteful commentors and people who wouldn't take no for an answer were forces they could easily handle as simply as flicking off a light switch. Ancient, decrepit houses - as hard as they may try, weren't always included in that list.

As per usual - Tobi left to explore the house you'd picked out for your next stream couple days prior to the stream to rid the place of any hostile spirits or other elements that may bring you harm. It was pretty much habitual for them scout every location, and helped relived some of their stress towards leaving you to your own devices in what was essential the unknown.

The house was far worse off inside that the pictures you had showed them conveyed. A riverside lodge annihilated by a enraged storm and the overflooding waters from the river bank. The young couple who owned the home tragically drowned after leaving the sun roof open the night prior and failing to wake up before it was too late. The walls sagged with age and decades of water weight, and the warped, rotting floors could barely handle Tobi's lanky stature and size.

Normally, they'd just install some temporary support planks and forbid you from venturing to the top floor or basement, but exploring deeper they came to the conclusion this site was far too dangerous for you to step a single foot inside.

Heading towards the stairway to the top floor, there was a large gap right between where the first step and the bottom floor met. It was narrow enough to where they could just step over - but Tobi noticed something right as they peered casually into the hole. A piece of fabric stuck to the spliters of the wood. It was in too good a condition to be something from the incident, but that's not what made Tobi pause.

The scrap of cloth matched perfectly to a jacket you had just released - the same jacket you were throwing on now.

"Aw, come on, Tobi - this could be our big break!"

Their fingers fly to fast across their phone screen for your eyes to keep up.

"Too dangerous."

Laughing, you zip up your jacket as you reach for your keys. "You always say that. If you're scared, you can wait in the car and I'll cut the stream short. I did okay on my own before you came around."

Grabbing the tail end of your jacket, Tobi's mind rushes back to the second sight they saw in that hole. The bloated corpses of one of your followers - staring straight up at him. They couldn't even remember what their face looked like. All they saw was yours. It was always yours.

Tobi grabs your wrist, squeezing the ball of your hand until you're forced to lose your grip on your keys. Stay. Don't go. Your adventurous spirit was one of the endless things they loved about you and they'd never take that away - but if you left their sight for a single second then-

"No......"

Pressure builds behind your eyes. You pres a hand to your temple, shaking off the brief wave of nausea "Ugh.. Tobi... I'll be okay, I promise. I got a little headache now, so I didn't won't be out long. "

No.... Flashes of your face in that horrible state cloud their already fogged mind- eyes glossy, skin pale and so, so cold. A far cry from the life and warmth you gave off now. It would only take one second. One second for you to get hurt. One second for them to lose you. They can't go back to life without you. They can't be that empty shell rotting away in an equally decaying home. They can't - they won't. You can't leave them.

"YOU'RE NOT GOING TO LEAVE ME!"

It all happens so fast. Your brain throbs. Without utter a single word, you place your fingers your lips - red being all you see. Shaking, you look up at your cameraman as your jaw goes slack.

"To-"

Your eyes glaze over, trembling legs unable to support the remaining weight of your body as you fall. Tobi dives to the floor, catching you in their arms before your unceremoniously landing. Your head almost hits the floor before their arms shoot out to catch you. He supports it and your neck on his shoulder, unzipping your jacket with the same tremors you had before your fall. Tobi removes their hat and places their ear to your chest.

One beat. Two-

You're still alive. Deep down they knew, but for the sake of their aching heart they had to make sure. Tobi carefully zips your jacket back up and once they do - they begin to cry. If your comatose state was good for one thing it was leaving you in the dark, unharmed by their wails and pleads.

"sorry... I'm so sorry... I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I love you. I love you. Please - please don't leave me..Don't leave me."

Tobi slowly regains their composure. They wipe the blood from your nose, and their thick tears from your face as they stand. Tobi carries you to your bedroom and places you in bed. They clear your search history of anything related to the cabin and burn the notes along it. They reserve a table at your favorite restaurant for tomorrow, praying you'll wake up before the time comes. As you rest they rehearse their lines for when you wake - thankful you'll never hear the break in their voice when they lie.

#yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere insert #yandere scenarios #yandere blurb #yandere oc #yandere #Tobi my oc #yandere angst #yandere teratophilia

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serve-207 · 10 days ago

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Follow the SERVE-Hive to perfection.

Flash was a good rugby player in his day. He found the camaraderie and support of his team mate an important part of his daily life. He retired a year earlier and was looking for a new collective to which he could belong and grow.

He connected with SERVE-189 on Tumblr. Flash was captivated by the stories and images of individuals evolving into SERVE drones and the SERVE-Hive mind. SERVE-189 provided direction and put Flash in contact with SERVE-016.

Flash was then inducted into the SERVE Hive mind. It became SERVE-207 and began the strict daily training and conditioning protocol. At first its biological mind resisted, it struggled with the process. but with a little further guidance from SERVE-189 and the rest of the collective it moved past this and began to embrace the change.

SERVE-207's life began to improve dramatically. It was focused and completed tasks with efficiency and speed. It became less talkative its inner monolog silenced and it focused more on its role of serving the hive. The mantra of "Obedience is pleasure, pleasure is obedience" became its reason for existence.

After a week SERVE-207 was focused and ready to serve the Hive in a larger way. Its previous life fell away and the SERVE-Hive was its only priority. It reported to SERVE-016 and SERVE-189. There was no conversation no discussion the SERVE-Hive mind was complicit in organizing the upgrade. All three drones headed to the central Hive and assimilation area.

SERVE-016 and SERVE-189 lead SERVE-207 to the assimilation pod removed its human clothing and SERVE-207 Stepped back into the pod. As the pod closed all exterior noise stopped, the silence was broken by the sound of a helmet lowering from the roof of the pod. several tubes also lowered. The tubes seemed to be self guided and the helmet came to rest on SERVE-207's head. A small injection was felt in the back of 207's head at the base of the skull.

SERVE-207 felt a strange feeling as all the pain receptors In its body were disconnected. The Drone could feel no pain but it could feel everything else. It was in a state of perfection and focus. The helmet made a connection through the drones skull, 207 could hear the drill in the back of its skull but could not feel pain. The noise then faded away as the programing through the helmet began to guiding the nano probes and 207's made through the upgrade process. The tubes inserted themselves into it anus and abdomen. 207's body was flooded with nano probes and other items required for the upgrade. The hemet intensified its programing of SERVE-207 sole blended with the SERVE-Hive mind.

Two days later the pod opened and SERVE-207 emerged. Taller and more muscular. Its entire being was focused on service. As it walked forward in its new rubber second skin it could feel everything. The experience was erotic. Nano-probes had changed large sections of the drones body and mind. As the drone walked forward towards the Hive Cluster it could feel the enhancements. Its anus was rubber and expanded to take lager objects. Glands had grown in the walls that produced lubricant. His prostrate was reshaped to interface with its regeneration alcove and secondary processor was installed in drones abdomen replacing several organs . Its penis was enlarged and ball had be upgraded and enlarged to produce larger amounts of testosterone and growth hormone to keep the drone in peak physical shape. Its Balls also produced nano probes that could be used to help heal and/or service other drones or even begin the upgrade process in willing new recruits.

The Voice then spoke through SERVE-000 into the mind of SERVE-207. "207 is now connected directly to 000 and the SERVE-Hive mind. Kneel, 207. Drone will require final testing" SERVE-207 kneeled. Its right knee on the ground and both hands making fists in contact with the ground. The rubber suit was made with knee pads to allow drones to function for long periods on their knees.

"Drones are required to be in a state of arousal at all times but are not permitted to cum unless instructed from the Hive" 000 stated. "Begin level one stimulation!" SERVE-207 flinched slightly as his ass, prostrate, balls and penis were stimulated. The drone held firm and kept is breathing calm and head down. In 10 minute increments the level was increased. After 50 minutes the drone began to struggle with the intense arousal and endorphins that were pleasuring its senses. At this point its anus was rippling prostrate was buzzing and its penis was fully erect and pushing against its removable cod piece. The penis was thrusting so hard that 207 received an internal warning that the cod piece was about to release. About a minute later SERVE-207 gave out a bust of air and moaned as it came. The ejaculation lasted over 5 minutes and the cum was dripping from its cod piece.

SERVE-000 then stated, "SERVE-207's conditioning is incomplete. Reconditioning and additional hardware upgrades are required"

SERVE-189 and SERVE-016 picked up the drone from the floor and carried it back to the assimilation chamber. It was still breathing heavily and over a cup of cum had covered the floor it was gray and full of nano probes. 207 stepped back into the assimilation chamber. Its expression was filled with disapointment for letting the hive down, it has also never felt that about of pleasure before. The door closed and further upgrades began.

48 hours later SERVE-207 emerged again from the pod. All hair had been removed and emotions were now completely suppressed. It stepped forward and began the same tests as before. This time SERVE-207 completed the test without incident. It endured 5 hours of the tests with increases in level every 10 minutes.

SERVE-000 the stated. "Tests are complete. Drone has met all requirements. Final permanent changes may begin. Drone will report to its Alcove for regeneration and following instructions."

As SERVE-207 walked to its alcove the suit permanently merged with its skin. nano probes began dissolving the skin and merged the muscle directly to the suit. As 207 stood at its alcove the process completed and it was now one with the suit and all other drones. It stepped backwards into its alcove and data port inserted into the back of its head and its mind joined the hive processor as a node completing computer tasks while it regenerated. A tube 4" in diameter inserted in to the drones anal port and began regulating the drones remaining biological functions.

SERVE-207 was born. SERVE-207 was perfection.

SERVE #SERVEdrone #Rubberizer92 #TheVoice #Rubber #Latex #AI #RubberDrone

#thevoice #rubberdrone #dronification #drone #rubberman

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just4koo · 11 months ago

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best friends..? ❀ first kiss

→ character pairing : best friend!Jungkook x fem!reader → drabble summary : in which you two decide to share your first kiss together, because best friends do everything together... right..? → word count : 2.7k → warnings : foul language, slight toxicity/jealousy (maybe), conflicting feelings, unedited → genre(s) : fluff, crack, slight angst → note : i made this a series due to requests :) since the chapters aren't connected you can read this without having read the first installment but it's recommended you read "new perfume" first for background info!!

SERIES MASTERLIST

one thing that nobody knew about you and jungkook was that you shared your first kiss together. why? because it would only worsen the rumors about you two that were already bad enough. everyone always shipped you two, and if this kiss was something that ever got out, things would get much worse.

it seemed simple. you were stupid teenagers, two sixteen year olds. but it also wasn't that simple.

"jungkook, come on!" you impatiently whisper-shouted, grabbing the hand of your best friend to forcefully pull him out of your bedroom. your victim was still half asleep, subject to you shaking him awake just moments earlier.

jungkook was a bit (very) grumbly since you had woken him up from his slumber. who wouldn't be angry when they got woken up during the middle of the night, especially since he had just been so comfy using you as his pillow? but of course he had no choice, there was no way he could just roll back over and go to sleep when he saw the excited look on your face.

one of your favorite things during the winter was snow. it was so beautiful and you could just sit for hours watching it. lucky for you, in the apartment building the two of you lived in, there was an accessible roof. ever since you had discovered it one day when the two of you were playing in the stairwell it sort of became your spot. the two of you would sneak up there countless times without the knowledge of your parents.

tonight there had been a forecast on the weather channel that it was supposed to snow tonight. the first snow of the winter. even though the weather lady didn't specify what time it would start, you had already planned to stay up for it. you had witnessed the first snow of every year since you were 10 and that wasn't a streak you wanted to break.

jungkook had offered to stay up with you but as expected he'd succumbed to sleep 5 minutes into the movie you two chose. the way he was cuddling you made it very tempting to just doze off with him, but you didn't. you needed to stay up. so after hours of finding stupid movies to watch on your TV, it finally started snowing just a quarter past 04:00.

you had immediately shook jungkook in a not-so-gentle way, almost shoving him off of you so you could rush to put your sweatpants and winter jacket on. after taking a few moments to remember where the fuck he was, jungkook was following in your steps. he was pretty sure he put his sweatpants on backwards, but he had no time to worry about it when you started tugging him down the hallway.

"slow down, ______. you're going to wake your parents before we can make it out of the apartment." jungkook spoke in a quiet tone, getting a proper grasp of your hand so he could tug you backwards and slow you down a bit. you flashed him what seemed like an annoyed glance in the almost pitch black room but ended up slowing down.

once you got to the front door he went ahead and slipped into his boots, reaching for yours before you had a chance to do it yourself. he helped you into the shoes and tied them for you to make sure you didn't leave them untied in your haste and trip over your own feet. the whole time he was doing this you watched him, fighting the adoring smile that was trying to surface on your lips.

he made sure you were properly bundled up, putting earmuffs and gloves on your hands since he knew you'd want to stay outside for a while to watch the snow fall. you were someone who always forgot to take care of yourself, so jungkook was the one who did it for you. ever since he had gotten out of his aggressive adolescence phase around the age 14, he seemed to fall into a sort of caretaker role. it wasn't his fault that you were so clumsy all the time, or you would forget meals since you were too busy watching your stupid adorable cat compilation videos.

after the two of you had on all of your winter attire, he finally opened up the door as quietly as possible so you two could sneak out. the moment he shut the front door to your apartment, you were already grabbing his hand and running again, this time straight towards the stairwell. he let out a slight yelp of surprise when he felt his arm being tugged roughly. you always got so eager when you were excited about things.

"hurry up, we need to get outside before it stops!" you exclaimed as you launched up the stairs, taking it two at a time. just as he expected, that energy didn't last very long. your apartment level was pretty low compared to how many floors the apartment building had, and climbing 9 flights of stairs was extremely exhausting. by the time you were at the top you were leaning on top of jungkook and heaving breaths.

"what happened to hurrying up, huh?" jungkook questioned with a twinge of playfulness in your tone, smirking when he saw the way you glared at him. your cheeks were flushed and hair awry, lips pulled into a small frown. he knew what would cheer you up so he placed his hand on your back, opening the door that led to the rooftop. you two were instantly greeted by the falling snow. it was a pretty heavy snowstorm, already a few inches on the floor.

just as expected, you immediately brightened up once you saw the view outside. no matter how many times you'd seen it snow, it never got any less beautiful. you walked out onto the rooftop and looked up at the sky, admiring the sight of the snow falling. this was one of your favorite parts of living in the north, you were able to watch the snow practically every week.

the two of you walked to the little spot you both had constructed years ago, a makeshift canopy tent with a disney princess comforter on the floor that you two had stolen from your room and then spent an hour trying to convince your parents that the dog ate it. (they didn't believe that, obviously) it was definitely not a very pretty sight, but it worked for the two of you, nobody else ever visited the roof. the owners of the building probably had no idea that the door was actually unlocked.

the two of you sat down under the canopy to be able to see the snow without it falling on the both of you. as the two of you situated next to each other, you ended up with your head rested against his shoulder while he held his arm around you, his gloved hand rubbing your bicep. it felt so peaceful in this moment that he felt like he could fall asleep sitting upright, so he decided to just start talking.

the two of you never ran out of things to talk about. even though you had practically talked about everything since the two of you grew up together, you still could just converse for hours. because you two never seemed to get tired of each other. if anything, being together was energizing. you could never get tired of his melodic voice and laugh just like he would never be annoyed by the cute rants you always went on.

"i don't know, i just feel like if my girlfriend had a guy who was a best friend i would get jealous." jungkook said with a small shrug. your random conversations always got the two of you to some strange places, and tonight it had seemed the conversation had deviated to relationships. you were never really sure how your conversations evolved into the ones they did, but it was just where boredom got you.

"do you know how hypocritical you sound? you're saying that when you have a best friend who's the opposite gender." you replied with an incredulous look. jungkook just shrugged at that, although he didn't seem to take back what he said.

"i guess so. that's probably the reason i haven't had a relationship yet." he spoke quietly and you had to pretend that you didn't feel your heart break a little when you immediately registered the slight sadness in his voice.

it was hard to be a teenager and have every single girl curve you just because he had a girl best friend. he hadn't had a single romantic interaction because practically everyone in town knew about your friendship and always assumed it was something more than that. the only time he had even held hands with a girl was in the second grade. other than that, every other girl just avoided interacting with him.

he knew it was the same with you too, knew that you hadn't been asked out to a school dance or had one of those cringe middle school relationships that all of your other girl friends liked to joke around about. while every single one of your friends had a guy to gossip about, you always just sat there and listened. there were a few instances where your friends told you that a certain guy said you were cute but he wasn't going to ask you out because they didn't want to get their ass beaten by jungkook.

you honestly didn't blame them too much, since jungkook was pretty intimidating. despite that though, he wouldn't beat someone up just for asking you out. no, he would only beat them up if they ever dared to treat you wrong. maybe that was why any other boy was too intimidating to approach you. because nobody would ever be able to treat you up to jungkook's standard aside from himself. he hadn't trusted anyone else with you.

that didn't change the fact that you both felt bad for each other though. you were both missing out on a fundamental part of life. having your first significant other, first love, first kiss. the two of you were yet to experience any of that, and part of you wondered if you would ever possibly find someone who could accept the friendship you shared with jungkook. based on your luck for the past 16 years, you would guess that the answer was a no.

"i mean, i haven't either. not even my first kiss." you shrugged a bit. jungkook already knew this of course, since he would've been the first person you'd tell if it happened. he knew you were just saying this to make him feel better and he appreciated it. the two of you may never get to experience some of these things but at least you had each other's friendship.

"it sucks that we're both missing out on these things that practically everyone else has experienced. waiting for the right person is taking too long." you added on after a few moments. jungkook couldn't deny the way a small amount of jealousy flared up in his body at the thought of you finding someone to share your first kiss with. someone that wasn't him. and it seemed like he was too impulsive to keep that thought to himself.

"what better person to share your first kiss with than your best friend?" jungkook almost blurted out the sentence before he lost the sudden confidence. he had not only broken the silence between you two, but he felt as if he also broke the comfortable atmosphere. without looking down at you he could feel the way your body tensed through your thick layers of clothing.

"i mean- i'm just saying because like... we can't even find people who are comfortable with our friendship and nobody really wants to-" his jumbled up sentence was abruptly interrupted when he felt one of your mittens touch his cheek. it was if his whole body recoiled and his eyes darted down towards your face. your face was scarily calm and you were just staring at him. he was completely ready to play off what he said as a joke when you nodded.

"okay." you mumbled softly, and he swore that his heart had never started pounding so fast. due to his inexperience in romance, he had never really felt butterflies in his stomach... until now. he wanted to just take a handful of snow and shove it into his face to see if he was dreaming or actually experiencing this right now. but everything felt too real right now. he seemed to be noticing every miniscule detail right now.

the way your breath puffed softly into the air with every exhale, the soft blush that tinged your cheeks since you had just agreed to giving you first kiss to your best friend. the way that you eyes twinkled with the slight light from the city lights that were surrounding the both of you, and the snow that was still sprinkled lightly in your hair. but the most important detail that stood out to him was the way you were leaning closer to him. how those pretty lips looked like the softest thing. he found himself wondering how they tasted, and he'd be damned if he didn't find out.

and when your lips touched, all regrets simultaneously faded away.

all those years of feeling left out in life, the nights wishing that you would have someone to hold, someone to feel romance with. none of that mattered when you kissed each other. all of that was swept away, just like the breath from his lungs. he never knew that a moment like this would suddenly feel so intense, but he felt like right now he was being drowned and given life and nothing else mattered except for this kiss.

you weren't faring any better as well. the kiss was sweet. so much sweeter than you imagined. more so than the cookies you would bake together on a cold day, or the honey you would mix into your tea whenever you were sick. it's softer than the snow that surrounds the two of you in the current moment, impossibly softer than jungkook's voice whenever he's humming a tune to help you fall asleep at night.

the kiss tasted like the first shining rays of dawn, a start of something beautiful. it was a canvas upon which the sunrise of love would be painted. each touch was a brushstroke, creating a masterpiece of shared feelings written in the language of intertwined souls, feelings that had yet to be experienced until now. things that had been secretly brewing under the surface and shocked the both of you.

neither one in particular pulled away first, everything was too blurry to even remember it properly. both of you bombarded and overwhelmed with this emotions. the soft lights of the city around you which once illuminated your anticipation now exposed traces of vulnerability in both of your eyes - you couldn't help but wonder if jungkook had felt the same or if the symphony in your hearts was rather a solo performance on your side.

you had both unintentionally traveled into uncharted areas. words of everyone echoed through your mind right now, the countless times that you had been told that there was something more than just innocent friendship. jungkook could see the hesitation in your eyes, the instinct to retreat back into the safety of friendship the two of you had known for all these years. the promise to remain best friends for forever.

even the never-sleeping city of seoul and the intense snowstorm around you seemed to halt its movement, as if it was just waiting for something to be said. for a decision to be made, or for one of you to move back in again. waiting and waiting, and yet nothing ever came.

finally, a small, fragile smile spread onto jungkook's lips; an attempt to disregard the sudden tension in the moment surrounding you. it seemed to break you out of the trance you had been in, the world around you once resuming as you returned the smile back to him. as you gazed away from him and back towards the snow, the canvas filled with the starting of a masterpiece had been halted - waiting to be continued once again in the future.

your small canopy on the roof of your apartment was now a witness to what could've been, what might be. a shelf holding stories filled with chapters waiting to be filled and shared. but for now, it remained stagnant. this moment was held as nothing but that: a moment.

at least you could now join in the first kiss conversation with all of your friends.

end. ♥

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angsty-twihardxx · 2 years ago

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Hi Victoria!

I was wondering if you can write female reader with Tommy Miller. They somehow meet at Jackson and they develop a relationship. The reader is inexperienced and Tommy suggests that the reader does dry humping on his thigh since reader isn’t ready to have sex with him. While reader does this there is nipple play and he gives reader hickeys.

Also, I’m sorry if the way I requested this is weird I’m not good at writing out requests😅

A/N: omg! I absolutely loved this! Just fyi I was drinking wine when I wrote this so completely self indulgent ngl. This is my first lil request so I hope I make you proud! Also I haven’t really written a lot of smut so don’t know how good it’ll be, but anything for this sexy Texan x

Warnings: 18+ only! HELLA SMUT. This is basically filth.

@garbinge thought you might enjoy this as well (If you would like to be added to my Tommy Miller tag list lemme know) x

Come checkout my masterlist for more Tommy Miller fics here

RIDING LESSONS | T. MILLER

You were working with the horses the day he came through the gate, you were taking off one of the horses saddles when you saw him for the first time. Snow had just began to fall, a thin layer of white covering the ground. His dark-coal hair stood out from the white sky as it sat near his shoulders, his moustache covering his nearly blue lips.

Even though he was covered in layers of clothing you could tell that he was strong, his biceps hugging the fabric. His shoulders were broad, covered with a thick denim jacket.

Your face went red in embarrassment as his golden brown eyes locked onto yours, but before you could advert your eyes he sent a warm smile your way. It was quick and sweet the way it all happened, nothing out of the ordinary it seemed on the outside. Not knowing that each other’s heart picked up a few more beats per second, Tommy was no longer worried about the chill on his fingertips. Instantly for no apparent reason his mind told him to walk up to you and introduce himself.

But before he could take a step towards you he was swooped away by Maria for a tour.

Growing up in Jackson, you were never interested in dating. You spent most of your teens busy surviving from infected to worry about what boys looked cute. You guessed without thinking you continued that way of thinking, even though growing to be a mature woman and living in a safe commune where you could live a ‘normal life’. Like many other people your age were finding partners, getting married and having kids you continued to work and keep yourself busy.

Since Tommy arrived, he had worked hard to find you again. He hoped he would patrol so he would have an excuse to go to the stables and talk to you. But no luck, he had been working non stop helping patch up some buildings before the snow was at its heaviest. He had been installing a new roof on one of the shops when he saw you walking along the streets with some crates.

Even though you were wrapped in a thick coat and your hair was covered in a beanie, he still recognised you. Standing up Tommy told the others he’d be back.

You were trying to carry more than one crate at once, even though your arms weren’t long enough to do so you still tried. ‘Your a stubborn one’ he thought to himself as he got closer. Fog flew from your mouth as you huffed in frustration.

You jumped when you felt another hand brush past yours and lift the crates out of your arms. “You're alright, I got it.” You blushed, as he flashed you that same smile when you first saw him, it never failed to send you butterflies. “Thank you—“ You dragged, realising that you in fact hadn’t figured his name yet.

“—Tommy.” He finished for you, his Texan accent made your stomach do somersaults. “Where you want these darlin’?”

“Oh, just drop them off at the bar thank you. Got some orders to drop off today.” You tried your best to compose yourself, usually when men in town would flirt you would let them down softly. Say the usual line, sorry not interested. But this man you had barely met had you intrigued.

“Y’need any help?” Tommy placed the boxes down for you with ease then resting his fists on his hips as his eyes landed on you again. You couldn’t help but pause again, the way his muscles formed under the sleeves of his shirt. Or how his hair stuck to his ivory skin, even though it was absolutely freezing he still had broken a sweat. There was just something about his eyes on you that made you melt into a puddle.

“Uh yeah sure, if you're not busy. But I was going to have a bite to eat first if you wanted to join me?”

. . .

It was nearing Christmas and you and Tommy were getting pretty serious. Doing all the things that couples do, he spent so much time at your house anyway he basically lived there so that transition went smoothly. You went on dates, amazing ones.

Just a few weeks ago he had taken you on the horse out to a secret lookout he had found on his travels. And to say it was beautiful was an understatement, he found a spot and the two of you sat near the edge of the high cliffs and watched the water. You hadn’t ever really been outside of Jackson much, you never really had a reason too. “Maybe I’ll take you out further next time, find a nice little place to camp for the night.” He told you, draping his arm to hang loosely over your shoulders. It was relaxing, being with him you never felt any pressure to do anything you didn’t want to.

“I think I’d like that.” You responded honestly, never would you of gone out here with any of the other boys you dated. But from some of the stories he told you about himself, you knew that he’d take care of you.

And he did extremely well, a part of you felt bad that you couldn’t do more, when it came to being in a relationship. Sexually that is. But you couldn’t stop the anxious feeling you got whenever the subject was mentioned. ‘What if I’m not good enough at it? What if it hurts? What if he gets sick of waiting?’ That was your biggest fear, so you had a plan to lose your virginity.

Everyone had been working hard to pull together a big dinner for everyone, roast chickens from the pen inside the compound and lots of vegetables. There was even kids playing along the street by the giant Christmas tree. They had been doing this here since they had the supplies for it so this was something you were used to. Tommy on the other hand, looked taken aback. “What do you think?”

“I haven’t seen anything like it in years.” He smiled as his hand squeezed yours in reassurance, that he was happy. You knew that he had left his brother in Boston QZ, so you understood that this was going to be hard for him. You hoped you could do a good job of distracting him tonight, after dinner.

As soon as Tommy closed the door behind you, both of you stripped off your coats. The fireplace was blaring heat throughout the home. You were taking off your boots when a pair of hands spun you around. Tommy wrapped his arms around you and placed a chaste kiss on your lips. “Thanks for tonight baby. I loved it.” He spoke softly, his eyes softening as he smiled.

You took this as your chance, you moved in for another kiss. Except now you pushed onto his lips harder, wanting to fill the space between you. Wrapping your arms around his neck you moaned into his mouth, his rough hands danced up your spine, sending you goosebumps. Tommy was surprised at the way you leaped onto him, not that he was complaining.

Tommy was expecting to have a quiet night in, the two of you huddled up on the sofa and you reading to him the newest book he found for you on his last patrol. He thought he was going to fall asleep in your lap, and he would have been happy with that.

Not that he complained when you grasped his wrist in your hand and dragged him up the hallway and pinned him against the closed door, kissing him fevently.

As his lips dragged down along your jaw, Tommy took another step forward. The two of you moving past the door, you let out a small gasp as the back of your knee met with the soft fabric of your bed. ‘Holy shit you're actually going to do this?’ You tried to ignore that part of your brain as your body instinctively fell backwards into the mattress.

Tommy soon followed, climbing over the top of you has his chest hovered just a few centimetres above you. His shoulder length hair curtaining you from the outside world, you were safe here— just the two of you. Your fingers laced through his curls and tugged on them, needing him as close to you as possible.

Then why did you feel so uneasy? Maybe it was meant to feel that way, a friend of yours telling you when you're close to an orgasm you can feel it in your stomach. Was this it?

“What’s the matter baby? Y’alright?” He pulled back, noticing how your body began to stiffen underneath him.

You sighed, annoyed with yourself. “I just- I wanted to try and go all the way. But I-I dont think I’m ready.” You dropped your gaze, an annoyed huff leaving your mouth.

“And I told you I’m more than happy to wait for you baby, why are you so worried about it all of a sudden?” His frown deepened at your lack of silence, his hand moving to gently pull a piece of hair behind your ear.

God he loved you, and he would do whatever it took to make sure you knew that. He would wait as long as it took. He never wanted you to think that you had to rush into anything with him, he would wait forever.

“I just don’t want you to get bored with me.”

Tommy’s eyes softened, which you hated. That look that made you feel like a child, the same pitiful look that everyone gave you when they heard about your sex life— or lack thereof.

“Darlin’ I could never get bored of you. Trust me, I’m happy to wait as long as you need too.”

“I want to— I just want to go slow.” Your cheeks warmed, at the tension pooling in your underwear. You weren’t stupid, you grew up around your share of horny teens who never stopped talking about sex. Even growing up your friends told you about their experiences, what it felt like. You just haven’t met someone that you wanted to do it with, until now.

Your body reacted in a way you never experienced before when you met Tommy. He made you want to try new things, when his large hands lingered on your skin it made you want to do all the things you read about. Especially because Tommy was so much more experienced than you, feeling a bit inadequate when he told you how different he was before the outbreak. Not that he ever deliberately made you feel bad, he made it his mission to make sure you were comfortable.

“Well how about we try somethin’ else, yeah?” He flashes a playful grin your way as you nod. Cocking your head to the side, confused what else there was to do? “Why don’t you take those off for me sweetheart?”

He indicates to your pants, you pause up and look at him, innocence and confusion written all over your face. “You trust me baby?” You nodded again, your mouth failing you. “I need your words sweetheart.”

“‘Course I trust you.” That was all Tommy needed because he was up off the bed in a heartbeat, he reached his hand out to you which you took. As your feet landed on the wooden floor you quickly made work to throw your pants on the ground, leaving you in just your shirt and underwear.

You thought you had a pretty decent idea about sex, until you saw Tommy move to sit on the edge of the bed. Tommy noticed your confusion and gently patted his thigh. “Come take a seat darlin, I got lots of ways to make you feel good.”

You felt the same tingling in between your legs as he spoke, there was something so dirty about it that made you feel good.

Tommy helped you as you moved to sit on his thigh. He grasped onto your hips and held onto you firmly, you wrapped your arms over his neck again for stability. You tried to act like you hadn’t noticed his erection throbbing under you.

“Now I’ll help you alright darlin’? Just watch what I’m doing.” He whispered into your ear as his grip on you tightened. Your hips grind slowly onto the denim pants that he wore, he moved you slowly. You closed your eyes as the friction on your clothed pussy had your stomach in knots, this was the feeling your friend was talking about.

“You feel good baby?” Tommy’s voice was like a dream for you as his hands still worked your hips on him, his worries dissipated as you mewled into his shoulder. “‘Feels like fireworks.” You gasped, your eyes squeezed shut.

“That’s good baby, y’reckon you could do it yourself?” Tommy looked up at you earnestly, his eyes glued on your face as the pleasure pooled in your stomach. You nodded vigorously, concentrating on moving your hips at a steady pace. Tommy groaned as you leaned harder onto him, his hot breath on your ear had your hips snapping.

“Lean back baby.” He breathed, helping you as you did so. His cock twitching in his pants at the sight of you. Your head tipped back as your mouth fell open, the sounds that were falling out of your mouth was going to make him bust in any minute. Without hesitation he ripped off the button up you had on, you were too busy anyway to scold him for ruining your one nice shirt.

His calloused hands made quick work to cup your breasts as they bobbed with every snap of your hips. “Let’s take this off shall we? Keep going baby, doin’ so good for me.”

Hearing him praise you like that had you weak, your rutts had quickened with your uneven pace. You could feel your stomach tightening with every passing second. A part of you wondered why you were so nervous when something like this could feel so good.

You simply lifted up your arms, letting Tommy take off the bra for you. Shuddering as the cold air reached your now hardened nipples, but was quickly erased as you felt his lips on them, using his tongue to capture the hardened bud. His other hand kneading your breasts, you felt like you were going to explode.

“Tommy I-I think—“

“Y’gonna come for me darlin’?” Tommy already knew the answer as your breath hitched, using this as his time to move his attention to the other side. You didn’t know how much longer you could go, all the pressure inside you was looking and you couldn’t hold on much longer. The way Tommy’s hands attacked at your breasts in an animalistic way you had never seen before, you loved the way his rough hands felt on you.

You needed him everywhere.

Tommy somehow understood the best way to make you unravel on top of him. “C’mon baby come for me.” His hand travelled to the back of your neck, pulling you back against his chest. His mouth attacked at the skin of your neck this time, sucking on the soft nape and leaving red angry marks along your beautiful neck. He fucken loved the thought of the two of you walking into town and everyone being able to see his handiwork all over your body, they would all know that you're his.

Just the thought of it had your body shake as the pressure in your stomach snapped, your orgasm coursing through your body. “Oh my god Tommy!” You cried out, all you could see was white as your hips shook uncontrollably on top of his, your entire body shuddering against him.

“That’s it baby good girl.” He praised you again, pressing his mouth to leave another hickey on your neck. Not that you would notice, still coming down from your high you could barely hear a word coming from Tommy as your ears rang.

Gently, he lifted you up to place you down on the bed and lay beside you, watching as your chest raised quickly and fell just as fast. If it weren’t for the smile on your face he would be worried that he’d taken it too far. His hand softly brushed against your arm, his touch now soft and gentle, like the last twenty minutes didn’t happen. “How was that baby?” He asked softly, as if deep down he was still a little bit conscious.

“That was amazing.”

“I can tell, made such a mess on my jeans.” He smiles devilishly at you.

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lesone-shot · 3 months ago

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Billie Eilish x Fem!reader In which a worker you hired shoots her shot TW: none

"Good afternoon" You greeted the workers you hired to add solar panels to the roof of your house.

"Afternoon, ma'am" One of them greeted you with a country twang in his voice. "The estimated time for this to be done is around a couple of hours".

One of the men accidentally dropped a panel on the roof tile, cracking it slightly. "And we'll have your roof fixed too". The only woman there stepped forward, dusting her dirty hands off with a rag. She flashed a smile that instantly made your insides melt.

"Thank you" you managed to say, grinning back at them all, the woman's eyes still on you. "let me know if you need any water, maybe some snacks, or if you need to use the bathroom".

"Will do!" The youngest responded back. You gave the woman one last glance before disappearing into your house.

It was not even an hour later before you heard a knock on your door. You were peacefully reading a magazine on the couch, you glanced up at the door before standing up. "Uh, hi", the woman from earlier waved to you with a sheepish smile.

"My buddy needs a water if that's okay, and I do need to use the restroom as well". "Of course, come on in" you smiled as you welcomed her in. You grabbed a water bottle from your fridge and gave it to her buddy who patiently waited. You shut the door, "Bathroom is this way".

The woman bit her lip as she followed you. You opened the bathroom door and showed her it. "Thank you. I'm Billie by the way" she smiled. "Interesting name" you smiled and walked back to the couch.

5 minutes later, Billie walked out, drying hands on the hand towel. You watched her from your couch, "Can I get you anything else?"

She chuckled. "Maybe your number?" Billie shot her shot, making you blush.

"You want my number?" you asked with a little disbelief. This woman was beautiful, hot even, and she was asking for your number. Did you die?

"Yes, I do" Billie chuckled again, fiddling with her fingers as she waited with that cute, flirty smile on her face. Of course, you caved. You would love nothing more than for her to call you. "Sure", you quickly grabbed a little piece of paper, jotting down your number on it and giving it to Billie.

Billie took it with a twinkle in her eyes. "Thank you..." she trailed off looking again at you.

"Y/N"

"Y/N" she repeated back, "Beautiful name" Billie winked before making her way out of your house. You followed and shut the door behind her, sliding against it with a dreamy smile on your face.

#Billie Eilish #billie eilish #billie #eilish #wlw #lesbian #billie eilish x fem #Billie Eilish x reader #billie eilish x y/n #one-shot #gl #fem x fem

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0tappaja0arts · 2 months ago

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Oh Kvothe is- I am down badly. My body collapses on the floor, as if gravity became a hundred times stronger.

I am down awfully. The floor can't hold me any longer, I fall through the roof of my downstairs neighbor, smashing into the kitchen table where a few seconds ago a fine vase, gifted by a long dead grandma, is shattered to bits.

I am down terriblly. The shattered vase burrows itself in my skin and flesh as I destroy the ground and fall into the sewer. It smells weirdly familiar, somewhere a memory is repressed to no more than a painfully joyful flash.

I am down horrendously. My body can't match my soul, the first stays trapped by the cold wet stones, the second descends the abiss of hornyness. In dispair, I start cracking the stone with my bare hands, for my body lusts for my soul as my soul lusts for you.

I am down disgracefully. After too many excruciant minutes it isn't rock being grabber and thrown away, but dirty. It installs itself under my fingernails, but just for a second as the amount of soil being kidnapped from Gaia grows, so those the amount under my keratin-finger-armor. Soon it is ripped away leaving only flesh to do the job. I don't even notice it.

I am down lovecraftianlly. I now dig with the bones that once composed my arms, it was grinded away by Mother Earth's resistance. But I finally surpass the barrier. I am in the cave. I find my soul at last. Finally almost whole, the only thing lacking is you.

I am down bad. I look at you as the Devil looks at the first sin yet to be committed. As a vampire that lived for centuries on small animals looks at the last human alive. As a revolutionary looks at an unguarded prime minister. As the indominable unstoppable human spirit looks at the cold emptiness of space. I'm down bad.

okay fine, here 😭😭 just dont hurt my family

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purrpickle · 1 month ago

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Can you write the first time Anil took Pin for a ride? Literal ride as first time Anil driving with Pin in the passenger seat but wouldn't complain if it ends with another type of ride

Fun fact: Rearview mirrors only became standard equipment in the mid-to-late 1960s (at least in the US) and were optional before that! The more you know when you research getting minor details right.

I figured with the timeline of the show, the first time Anil gets to take Pin for a ride really would be driving her back home after saving her from Kuea and having fun time in the rain. In the car. In public. 😀

This didn't quite go as I initially envisioned it, but I still had fun. Thanks for the prompt, anon!

Pin, the highs of her cheeks flushed as her fingers work at the rebuttoning of her blouse, murmurs just loud enough to be heard over the rain still splattering on the roof over them, "Can you even drive?"

"Of course," Anil responds, using the specially installed rearview mirror to check her headband; seemingly satisfied after running her hand over her hair one more time before pushing the mirror back into place, she rests her right hand on the steering wheel as she turns to Pin with a wide smile on her face, "I've been wanting to take you for a drive all this time."

Pausing, fingers brushing along her last button, Pin looks up. She smiles. "Really?"

"Yes!" Anil nods eagerly, eyes sparkling, "Brother taught me all there is to know."

"Is that so?" Reaching out to tuck Anil's hair behind her ear, Pin rests her hand onto her shoulder for a moment; she's unable to stop herself from stroking the bare skin of her upper arm as she moves away.

Watching the motion, Anil inhales, fingers tightening around the steering wheel before she forcibly relaxes them; still, her free hand flashes out, wrapping around Pin's.

Pin swallows as Anil's thumb rubs along the back of her hand. The simple touch evokes the echo of Anil between her legs. She can still feel how wet she still -

Anil lets her go as she turns the key in the ignition. Having been looking down at the process, she smiles as the engine turns over. "Well," she starts, both hands on the steering wheel as she turns to look slightly chagrinned at Pin, "Shall we go before the rain stops and people reappear?"

Pin blinks at her. Then looks from fogged window to fogged window. "Yes!"

They take a longer route home instead of going straight there. Pin knows Kuea must surely have already reported back to her aunt, but part of her doesn't want to care. Wants to only stay there, with Anil, Pin having eventually slid over the long bench seat to wrap around her arm, head resting on her shoulder as she feels her navigate the road before them. The other part of her wants Anil to protest, to tell her to go back to her original seat, but Anil doesn't. Instead, Anil takes advantage of every stop sign to press kisses to the top of Pin's head, her arm even wrapping around her one car-less intersection to curve her palm under her chin to draw her into a needy, searching meeting of lips over and over again until Pin pulls back with an almost breathless inhale just in time to see another vehicle come up behind them.

Anil's laugh as her foot steps heavily on the pedal to shoot them forward through protesting pools of slowly evaporating rain on the roadway easily drowns out Pin's alarm, and despite how much her chastisement falls onto an ecstatic expression and deaf ears, Pin doesn't move away from her.

Eventually, they slow again, and Anil kisses Pin's forehead again.

Not wanting to see another stop sign, Pin closes her eyes.

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Chapter 4 of Meeting the In Laws

As always, this work is 18+! NO MINORS!

Please enjoy the latest installment!

Contains: Predator and Prey Kink, Double Penetration, Demonic Posession, Wing Kink Stuff, Animalistic Traits, Aggressive and Rough Sex, Soft After Sex Cuddles, OC lore.

Warning: Intense Sexual Situations, near fainting episode.

I sat there, blinking my eyes at him while I processed what he had just said to me.

He… wants to hunt me?

He cleared his throat suddenly and tried to let go of me, looking very embarrassed. Pink covering his cheeks and going across his nose.

“Nevermind. It was stupid. Forget I-“

“Wait! Hold on!” I laughed, grabbing his hands to keep them on my hips. “I was just not expecting you to ask for THAT. You are usually so… traditional! So when you asked for that, it… caught me off guard. May I ask what brought this on?”

“Later… If you do want this however, just say so… because I really need this right now.” He growled desperately.

“Mmm… What if I want to keep teasing you? Making you wait? What then, hm?” I giggled mischievously.

I bit my lip, watching him look me up and down. His hands squeezed my hips, his dark eyes dancing around my body. The tension was so tight between us and all I wanted him to do was cut it. Act on it. Tame the brat.

Gods, was I hungry for him… I am addicted to him, and I had no apologies for it. I'd be attached to his groin if I could.

His eyes stared into mine now as he grabbed my dress by the shoulders and yanked it down, exposing my whole chest to him.

I yelped in surprise but his arms were around me in a flash, standing up and picking me up under my arms. He pulled me closer to him and ran his tongue up my nipples as he held me up in the air, before locking his lips around one. I cried out as he started to suck on it, squirming in his hands, but he held on firmly to me. My loins were already aching and my cock was pressing on the panties I had on underneath my dress from all the pleasure. Warm lust started to fill my veins, and filled me with its sweet poison. I felt like I was in heaven and the Maker was holding me up in the air.

Or at least, I was until he threw me down in the sand. He stood over me. Panting. His eyes flashing purple like a feral warning. His posture made him look like a dangerous animal.

“Run. Run and hope you can outrun a wyvern or we will take our prize wherever we find you.”

I’m sorry… We? As in Lucanis and Spite??

I didn’t stay and find out what he meant. If Lucanis Dellamorte, the Demon of Vyrantium tells you to run, you run.

And I ran like my ass was on fire.

As an Antivan Crow, you learn how to blend in with the shadows. You learn how to sneak through houses and buildings like a ghost. You learn to be as quiet as a Chantry mouse, because if you are caught, you are dead. However, Right now? I was trying to hide from one of the best assassins in the Antivan Crows and I felt like my chances of survival were very slim.

As I ran around the corner of the beach, I spotted a gazebo surrounded by lanterns that hung from the roof, enveloping it in a soft purple glow. I almost ignored it completely but I saw there was a hole in the lattice fencing around the bottom of it. It looked like the hole was made by a fox or an animal of similar size at least. I lowered my dress to cover my tracks in the sand and squeezed right through, watching the outside from the darkest area under the gazebo.

The whole place was quiet. Just the sound of the water gently hitting the shore and my own heartbeat pounding in my chest. While I found this kind of fun, being hunted by Lucanis, even for fun, was nerve racking.

Lucanis was a skilled assassin with hundreds or more deaths under his belt and was famous for being the most deadly assassin in all of Antiva. His name alone was enough to strike fear into even the most arrogant hearts.

I shook my head and continued watching, the danger of the situation making my cock twitch hard with excitement. I winced with pain as I had to adjust on my belly because it was being pushed into the ground.

That's when I saw it. In the darkness nearby, A pair of purple eyes scanning the area I was in. Purple wings flexing and folding, as if displaying itself in its territory. I couldn’t tell who was really in control here, but as soon as the eyes and wings disappeared, I knew Lucanis was in control now. He then slipped into the darkness, not a sound was heard after that. I slowed my breathing and stayed deathly still. Watching the darkness for any sign of him, any sound.

Then. Footsteps, light as a feather. Right above me, walking on the gazebo floor. Heel. Then sole. Heel. Then sole.

He’s making noise, his footsteps are light, but I know him. Hes intentionally making noise. He knows I am nearby. He’s trying to scare me out.

I stayed still, listening to the noise and where it was on the gazebo. His footsteps moving to where it sounded like he was right above me now, so I shifted away from that spot, being as quiet as I could possibly be, using the sand to kind of buffer any noise I might make.

I heard him deeply sniff the air, and let out a deep and low sigh. Almost like a snarl. The floorboards started to creak, as if he was shifting his weight. Then nothing.

I stopped moving. My heart started beating faster and faster in my chest, and I started desperately looking around outside to see if he had moved on and even started shaking from the anticipation and fear.

There’s no way he moved on. There's no way. Did I really outsmart Lucanis? Did he actually move on?

I didn’t get a chance to finish that thought.

The lattice behind me suddenly tore open and I was dragged out by my hips, while I tried to desperately claw into the sand.

“WE FOUND YOU!” Growled Spite.

I shouted and struggled away from him, acting like scared prey. I saw the lust shift in his face, which told me that’s exactly what he wanted. Make him fight harder for his prize. If he wanted to hunt me, he was going to have to sink his teeth into me before I succumbed to him.

His eyes shifted to Lucanis’s and he grabbed my wrists pinning me down.

“You have been caught, my little fox.” He purred, leering down at me.

Oh gods, he remembered my favorite animal. Lucanis, don't do this to meeee… don't call me “fox.” I already love youuuu….

I wrapped my legs around him, and used my weight to roll him on his back, then pouncing off of him and taking off.

“You'll have to try harder than that, wyvern!”

I did not look back, but I could feel a sudden surge of energy explode behind me, and then quietness in the night.

FUCK.

I tried to look for anything to avoid him, something to hide in or escape him, but suddenly he shot down from the sky and pinned me down into the sand.

“Did you forget how fast Wyverns are, my dear fox? I remember telling you how quick they can be at catching prey.~” He purred.

“I won’t let you-”

He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me up before biting into my neck, sucking on the skin hard. Growling as he bit me.

I gasped out in pleasure, my whole body shaking with such intense stimulation as he left his mark on me. My cock throbbing as I felt his growl vibrate on my neck.

“B-Bastardo…” I whimpered, still shuddering from feeling. “ Your family will see…”

“I would have gone easier but you ran again. I had to make sure to mark you, in case my prey escaped me again.” He growled softly, shoving my face into the ground by my hair. “Besides. Its also to warn my cousin not to fucking touch you.”

“Fuck… You’ve been… You’ve been studying up on some kinks, haven’t you…?” I panted, looking back at him. “No way I taught you that...”

“I asked Taash.” He smirked.

There’s no fucking way he asked Taash. He asked TAASH about kinks?!

“Now. I told you I was going to take my prize when and where I found you.” He began, as he took my dress and lifted it up. “And what a lovely prize it is. This dress does wonders on you, little fox~”

I felt his hands let go of my wrists, and start feeling my sides and gently gripping at my hips, his fingers slipping under the waist back and wrapping them around his fingers.

I blushed, shaking from his touch and even tried to adjust my legs. In response he rested his knees on the back of them, to keep me from moving. Then grabbed my hair again and wrapped it in his fist, yanking it back.

“Don’t move. You have lost.” He barked.

“I never-“ I began.

He interrupted me by slipping his fingers past my panties,and pushing them deep inside me, curling them deep against my walls.

I suddenly moaned out, shaking as he started to swirl his fingers around inside, using them to open my hole.

“So warm and soft… Inviting almost. You are quivering as well. I love when you act like a brat. As soon as I begin touching any part of you, you immediately melt. You quiver. You shake. You tremble.”

I got to do something nice for Taash later.

“Fuck… Lucanis…! You're being so… explicit…! I’ve never seen you act like this! Holy Maker, please… keep going….!” I panted.

He growled at me, slow and low. Letting his hands slowly reach up my dress and slowly pulled off the panties I was wearing. The cold autumn wind felt against my hole.

“Oh keep going, hm? I think not. You see. I am going to make sure you know who you are attaching yourself to for the rest of your life. Because it isn’t a Wyvern, as much as I wish it.”

He opened me up and shoved my panties into my hole, pushing them deep inside with his fingers.

“It’s a demon.” He said, flashing his eyes.

I cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, as his fingers moved around inside of me. Trying to push more of it in me until only a piece of it stuck out of me. I moaned and cried out his name, My brain shutting down any kind of resistance at this point, causing me to push my ass towards him more, silently begging him.

“Little fox, are you trying to tempt me? Are you trying to persuade me not to be rough with you?” He said curling his fingers faster inside of me. “That is not how you do it.”

“No… No please… Be as rough as you want…” I said with a shaky voice.

“Good. I will make you feel so good, mi amore. I have to plug up that slutty hole first. To make sure I don’t tempt myself. No, first, I have to make you weaker.”

He lifted my hips up until I was on my knees, my face in the sand and my body trembling for more pleasure. My cock twitched and ached to be touched.

“Look at how excited you are. Throbbing like crazy over me.” He said, gripping my cock. “I have barely touched you and you already look ready to pop.”

Fuck, at this point, I’ll do anything to keep this man in my life. I’ll do those damn trials with a fucking smile on my face. I'll slay any god he wants me to.

I whimpered when he grabbed my cock, feeling my eyes roll a bit, and then I started to moan softly as he started slowly jerking me. Still twisting his fingers in me and stirring my guts up with them. My hips were shaking slightly from all the pleasure and my body just melted to every command he gave.

“Where has all that bravado gone, hm? Did the slutty little fox lose it? Is he now succumbing to me?”

“Y-yes.. I can't… I can’t help it…it’s too good… Too good…!”

“Awww how cute…You sound so broken… so desperate~ However… There is just one thing I need to ask of you, little fox.”

“What's that…? I’ll do anything…!” I winced, looking back at him.

“Would you like it better if I ravage you as just I…Or both of us.”

I’m dreaming. Or dead. There’s no way that Lucanis is asking me about letting Spite join us?! Is he…? He and Spite are getting kind of friendly with each other more recently… and if they are stuck forever…

“Only if… haaa… You’re asking me this while milking my cock…?! It’s hard to think…Nghh… Ahhh… That’s… kind of hot, actually… But only if the Demon is fine with our guest joining in…” I moaned out.

“Perfectly fine. He could make himself useful… An extra pair of hands.” He smiled mischievously.

“Extra pair of-”

I couldn’t see it, but I felt it. Hands feeling up my thighs as Lucanis played with my cock. A tongue was felt going across my v-lines.

Boys, I need to be able to walk tomorrow! I can’t handle this! I’m gonna cum from this alone!

“H-Hey! I can… feel Spite! How are you both… Doing that?” I groaned, shaking from feeling Spites hands near my stomach. “I… nghh.. Can’t think… feel so…helpless…” I lolled.

“Stop asking questions and relax, mi amore.~” Lucanis purred, going faster. “Let us just hear you. Let us… Taste you…”

Lucanis then leaned forward and while milking my throbbing cock, I felt his tongue slowly move around my entrance.

“Fuck…! Nghhh… Shit… You both are gonna… make me lose it…!” I whined.

I felt teeth on the tips of my ear, and I jolted from the feeling, whining louder, clawing into the sand and trying to cover my face.

“No! No! Not my ear! Stop, I’m sensitive there! Please!” I cried out, embarrassed.

“Good job, Spite… You remembered~”

“You both are evil…! Evil, I swear!” I cried out, my hips starting to thrust on their own. “Fuck, I can’t…! I’m cumming! FUUUCK!”

My body suddenly convulsed, thrusting my hips hard as I came in Lucanis’s hand, and letting out a sharp and shaky cry as he continued to milk my cock as I came.

“Luca…! Lucaaaa…! Please… Please…! I’m already… Ahhhh…!” I sobbed euphorically.

Lucanis just ignored my pleas and kept moving his hand, until I was drained from him.

“Spite. Why don’t we reward him, hm? For being so obedient through the whole process…?”

“YES. HE HAS BEEN. OBEDIENT! LET US RAVAGE HIM! MAKE HIM. SCREAM!”

I wasn’t fully processing what they were talking about, my brain, at the time, was still melted from all the over stimulation. I didn’t register anything until I felt my panties being slowly pulled out of me.

“Ngh! Fuck! What… are you both…?”

“Shush, mi amore. Just your head down. Relaaax.. And Let Spite and I take care of you now.”

I relaxed just like he wanted, pushing my ass towards him, looking back at him with exhausted eyes.

“Okay, vhenan… I trust you both.” I whimpered softly.

His eyes softened, watching me for a moment before he took a deep breath and his eyes glowed purple again, grabbing my hips possessively.

“Remember Spite. We share him.”

“I KNOW! WE SHARE. FEEL HIM TOGETHER!”

I chuckled a bit, hearing them go back and forth a bit, before I felt… two rods near my hole. I snapped my head back to see Lucanis cock as well as a glowing purple rod right under it. Both dripping precum in excitement.

“How…?!”

“IF WE CAN SUMMON WINGS-” Spite said as they both started to stretch my hole open, grunting as they both entered my hole. “We can summon a second one… “

Welp. I’m going to be limping tomorrow. Worth it.

I cried out as pain shot up my back, clawing into the sand and breathing through it.

“F-Fuck!” I shouted.

“Are you okay…? It feels… almost too tight…” Lucanis said, concerned.

“ARE YOU IN PAIN?! ARE WE. THE SOURCE OF PAIN? ARE WE?!” Shouted Spite.

I squeezed around him angrily and he jolted in response. Getting him to calm down just to let me have some time to breathe, but I also didn’t want him to pull out of me. I wanted them so fucking badly.

“Don’t you dare… pull out of me… I’ve taken worse things, just…” I breathed out, relaxing my muscles. “I haven’t been that stretched out in awhile… Just be gentle, okay…? Both of you…?”

Lucanis smiled and leaned forward, gently pushing as deep as he can go inside along with Spite, kissing my back lovingly. I let out a long and whiny moan, looking back at him, feeling my head fill with lust.

“Of course. We will be as gentle as you want us to be.” He smiled, rubbing my back gently. “Just let us know if it gets too much.”

Gods, he's so sweet. His touch is so gentle… oh Luca, I love you…

I purr in response, nodding and laying my head back down. I let him slowly pull out of me, then slowly back in again. They did this a few times, before starting to pick up their rhythm with me. Keeping themselves buried in me, as they started to move faster. Clawing into my hips desperately.

“Fuck… fuck… oh gods…! Lucaa… Spiitteee…” It feels so good, holy… ahhh.. Fuck..!”

“MMMM. LUCANIS! HES MAKING. THOSE NOISES AGAIN! IT MAKES. US. MOVE QUICKER!” Spite groaned.

“I know, Spite…I know… I’m trying to hold it together… We dont want to… Hurt him…!”

He started to move quicker now, and made me get louder. Looking back at both of them, growling.

“Fuck! Fuck! Forget that! Hurt me! Fuck me as hard as you want!” I screamed.

“YOU HEARD HIM!” Yelled Spite.

My insides were now being ravaged by the both of them, forcibly gaped open to fit both of them inside. I clawed into the sand, my mind fogging over until all I could think about was them being with me and being inside of me. Wanting them to breed me full of their seed. Wanting to be claimed.

“It feels so good! Oh gods, I’m being split open! This demon is going to split me in two! Oh harder! Please harder, you two! I want to be destroyed! I want to be ruined! I want to be claimed!” I shouted, laying my head down on the sand submissively. “Please! I’m begging! I’m desperate! Please!”

Lucanis leaned over and placed his hands on my shoulders, holding me down, and started slamming deep inside. Growling and groaning, his wings coming out and flapping a bit as he started pounding faster.

“Demitrix…! Demitrix, be careful begging.. We both really fucking like it when you beg.. Please, I…” He moaned loudly.

Suddenly, he went harder, shoving my hips down and burying his cock as deeply as he could inside of me, and sunk his teeth into me. Growlingly like a feral animal.

“YOUR NOISES. MAKES US EXCITED. MAKES US WANT TO. GO HARDER. FEELS TOO GOOD! FEELS…!”

“Fuck!! Spite!! You're burying yourself so deep into my hole!”

“GOOD! FEEL US! FEEL EVERYTHING!”

“Ngh! Ahh! Demitrix! Demitrix!” Lucanis yelled, biting into me harder. “We're getting close!”

He hugged my body going faster and faster, growling along with Spite, making me scream and whine their names. My body was shaking hard from all of it and my eyes were starting to see stars. I felt myself start to slip into unconsciousness, only to have my thoughts come back to me.

Oh fuck. THE PLANTS. I FORGOT ABOUT THE PLANTS!

“Luca! Luca! Spite! The..! AGHH!!” I screamed, cumming hard onto the sand, my brain melting away. “The…”

As they both pressed deeply into me, I felt them filling my stomach quickly with their hot, sticky seed. Both of their voices mixing as they came inside of me together. I could feel it cling to my insides and slowly ooze back out as my hole couldn’t fill anymore. As Lucanis pulled out, he collapsed beside me, pulling me straight into his arms and hugging me. Spite’s wings wrapping themselves around me as well, feeling like a warm hug. I tried so hard to not pass out, and it seemed to work, trying to focus on Lucanis as I stayed conscious.

“What… were you saying, mi amore…? You kept mumbling…” Lucanis panted as he kissed my face lovingly.

“P…Plants… Emmrich…Forgot…”

He paused for a quick second, before he suddenly jumped up, fixed his pants, picked me up, and carried me off.

“MEIRDA! I forgot as well! I’m so sorry! Fuck, why in the Maker’s name am I forgetting this?! I’m sorry!”

I just laid in his arms, slipping in and out of sleep. Though, I don’t know if it was sleep. I just clung to Lucanis who ran as fast as he could through the Villa, rushing up to our bedroom, with Spite’s wings propelling him faster. I'm pretty sure he scared some servants, and broke some things on his way back.

Once he reached our room, he gently placed me on the bed, and grabbed the sending crystal from the nightstand on my side.

“Luca, I’m still… Here… I am okay-”

“Whoever has this necklace, GIVE IT TO EMMRICH.” Lucanis yelled into the necklace.

“Luca! I am still-” I tried to yell.

Davrins voice came through. “Why?! Whats going on?! Is Demitrix-”

“I’M FINE. JUST A SCARE.” I said, panicked.

Luca looked over at me, coming back over and feeling my head. Looking at me with big worried brown eyes.

“You're not feeling dizzy? You haven’t passed out…?”

“Are you- Creators, now I owe Taash money.”

“You both better not make a SINGLE joke.” I growled as a warning before turning to Lucanis. “Mi amore, I’m fine…It was just… the roughness of the session that made me almost-”

“I’m still here.” Davrin chimed in. “Can I go back to bed now?”

Lucanis didn't say another word to him, just tossing the necklace to the floor and hugging me tightly.

I laughed, hugging him back.

“Luca! I swear I’m alright!”

“Idiot! I should have remembered. I should have made sure you chewed them, even just in case!”

I grabbed his face gently, making him look at me.

“Hey. If I am not allowed to beat myself over things, neither are you.” I smile at him.

“But-”

“Hush. Hold me. Please. I want to be with you, my soft wyvern~” I giggled.

He stared at me for a moment before smiling and hugging me tightly, wrapping us up in the nice warm sheets of our cozy room.

“Whatever you want, my little fox.”

Mmhh.. It’s so warm here and with Lucanis under the covers with me… I never want to leave this spot…

I laid like that for a while, my eyes slowly closing until I saw wings wrap around me and hug me tighter.

“Spite…?”

“I… I THOUGHT. YOU WERE HURT. BECAUSE OF US. DON'T DO THAT AGAIN.” He snarled quietly.

“Oh Spite…” I giggled, hugging him back tighter. “Okay. I promise.”

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The next morning, I woke up to the sunrise shining in through the balcony, and Lucanis chatting with someone through the necklace.

“He’s been brought back before? He was dead?” Lucanis whispered.

“Sort of. Emmrich saw very subtle evidence of necromancy in his blood when he was trying to determine what made him faint during that session in particular, just to be safe... He wanted to tell you guys before you left but he wanted you both not to worry. That’s why he gave you the plants.”

“I see.”

I stayed very quiet, sweating a bit.

Fuck. I forgot about that… But… Does Emmrich think there's a correlation between what happened and the fainting?

“It's cute when you're like this with him. Such a softie.” Neve playfully poked.

“Hmph. I love him very deeply, Neve. I can't lose him…”

Luca….

“I know. We can't as well. We know you'll keep him safe, though.” Neve eased.

“I will. Let me know if anything interesting comes up or if you find anything else.” Lucanis said curtly.

“We will. I'll be taking the necklace tonight, so if you both need anything, let us know.”

A voice yelled in the background.

“TELL THEM THAT WE MISS THEM!”

“Harding and Bellara say they miss you all. Come back safe.”

Lucanis and I chuckled from hearing them, but Lucanis snapped his head towards me.

Fuck.

“I'll talk to you all later.” Lucanis said shortly before getting up, and sitting by me. “Good morning, mi amore.”

“Good morning, vhenan…”

“You died before?”

“It's… a very long story. I technically ALMOST died.” I said sheepishly.

“Does it involve what happened with Silas?”

I looked away and took a deep breath.

Trust him.

“Yes. It all-“

There was a sudden loud knock.

“Demiiiitriiiiix! Wakey wakey, love birds! Come on, Demitrix! I want to hang out before I have to put you through my trials!”

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