#Ver Vermillion smut

[celestiaras]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ the dilemma of being shared by xsoleil ]❜

ft. doppio dropscythe, kotoka torahime, ver vermillion, meloco kyoran, hex haywire (mostly separate) x f! reader — xsoleil, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ who in xsoleil gets the most jealous knowing that they have to share you with the other student council members?┊1.8k words

contains: smut!! dom doppi, koto, ver, hex, melo & sub reader┊established relationships (poly where everyone is dating you but not each other), jealousy & possessive behavior, they are all low-key in love with you (even if it isn’t mentioned) so angst, high school setting (all characters are adults) meloco - fingering, strap-ons, virginity loss hex - overstim, cockwarming, slight baby-trapping & breeding kink doppio - quickie, giving oral, semi-public (storage closet), risk of getting caught kotoka - tribbing ver - receiving oral, semi-public (classroom), hair-pulling

➤ author's note: it’s brunt and on fire and cringe but scrape it off and enjoy your food served by amateur chef celestia

xsoleil council’s newest secretary who was accepted to help each member sort out all of their work so that they had time to do school work and could still have a personal life, pretty as a picture, more lovely than a summer’s day, and more fuckable than anything. it was only inevitable until your charms attracted the attention of the student council members you worked with, but all five people fighting over a love interest would spell disaster much less people with mythic abilities like them.

it was certainly an awkward thing to sit down and discuss, but everyone seemed satisfied with the deal of sharing you as their partner. too bad none of them were willing to admit that they weren’t truly content with the arrangement since now they have to sort out their own jealousy and compete for your attention, but anything should be bearable if it means that they get to have you and the student council doesn’t tear themselves apart from the inside.

━━━ .°˖✧ meloco kyoran ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ she was friends with you first! if she knew that this would happen, she wouldn’t have suggested you join the student council. in fact, she would have made sure that none of them could even have the privilege to be graced with your presence! she can’t believe that she has to fight for the attention that should have been hers in the first place and no amount of consolation enough to put her at ease, but there is something that soothes her envy and helps her calm down every time she remembers it— something that makes her better than the other four that isn’t just being your best friend.

it’s only natural that you would want her to be your first since you know her best among the others and it’s something that would happen eventually, but it doesn’t make you feel any less nervous. you covered your mouth with both of your hands, feeling shy from the loud noises you were making from melo sweetly scissoring your tight cunt to prep you for her strap— one that she took you to buy with her for your first time in her color (an odd date, but she thought you were so cute with how embarrassed you were from all of the toys).

you snaked your arms around her, her body much cooler than your burning skin, waiting for your body to get used to her length inside of you and taking deep breaths as she pressed kisses all over your face while rubbing circles into your thighs to help you feel more relaxed until you nodded as an indication that you were ready for her to move. she’s so gentle with you, filling you with a mind-numbing pleasure from her cock and the soft murmurs of praises about how good you were for her until all you see is white. you were so dazed from the taste of your first orgasm that you didn’t even notice her tenderly wrap a hand around your neck, whispering a proclamation that you will always be hers no matter what happens.

━━━ .°˖✧ hex haywire ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ hex is simply a possessive man in nature who wants you to be his one and only, but you aren’t just his, you’re theirs and that fact alone has him seething. no one will ever realize how jealous he is because he doesn’t directly interact with you as much as the others— just watches you with covetous eyes that are green with envy while the girls kiss you on the cheek or the boys wrap their arm around your shoulder. once he does get alone with with you, he’s very clingy and has his hands all over you— tightly holding you in a possessive manner as if someone would snatch you away from him if he wasn’t careful.

a deep chuckle reverberated from his throat as he placed another kiss at the back of your neck, his large hand reaching down to rub circles around your puffy clit. you squirmed and whimpered in his grasp, feeling extra sensitive from the added simulation in his pursuit to feel your walls twitch and cream on his cock again. how many times have you already come due to his ministrations? you lost count even though he’s still going strong and keeping your tight hole plugged.

your mind was clouded over— at a complete blank and unable to understand the words of undying love spilling from his lips, feeling feverish and warm from his constricting hold and the hazy pleasure. hex gently grabbed onto your face to pull you back for a slow and hungry kiss, murmuring something about how he wanted to keep you to himself forever. wouldn’t it be just great if he could fill you up with his cum and you make his and his alone? if you were his wife and the mother of his children like he so dreamed of? once your relationship with xsoleil was established, you started taking birth control, but it’s still nice to fantasize about what the future could hold.

━━━ .°˖✧ doppio dropscythe ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ he’s a former delinquent who’s used to getting what he wants, so even if he’s a seemingly innocent goofball, almost everyone could tell that he wasn’t satisfied with being one of five partners. back in his unruly days, things like this would be settled with a fair fight against other rebels like him— but he is working on reform and thinking about student council members who he’s built close friendships with. he doesn’t want to scare you off, it would simply break his heart, so he’s learned how to use his chuuni charms to keep your attention on him.

you have no idea where he gets the energy from but doppio is much needier than the others, always keeping his touches lingering and dragging you into storage closets for a quick fuck while telling your friends that it was for “student council matters.” you could feel drool dripping down the side of your mouth as you let your jaw relax to allow more of him to reach deeper, soft gasps escaping from his lips while his hand found his way in your hair to guide up along his length.

the chatter of students could be heard outside of the thin walls that concealed the two of you and the risk of getting caught was high with how the closet could only be locked from the outside with a key that neither of you had, but that’s just part of the thrill, isn’t it? doppio inhaled sharply and held your head in place, causing you to gag slightly when you suddenly tasted his sticky seed on your tongue (and of course, you swallowed it because you would rather not traumatize the poor, underpaid janitor).

you suddenly felt his strong arms hoist you up to pin you against the shelves, eagerly pulling down your panties from under your skirt, but he swore when the bell rang to indicate that it was time to go to class. before you could even think of getting your feet on the floor, he just adjusted his grip on your thighs with a mischievous look gracing his features that you recognize all too well— a reminder that being the busy secretary and enforcer were perfectly valid reasons to show up late.

━━━ .°˖✧ kotoka torahime ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ koto is so caught up in the time she spends with you that she sometimes forgets that you’re sleeping with the other members just like you are with her (it’s not like anyone talks about it!), so she doesn’t actually think about it too much. she definitely gets pouty about it whenever she remembers, but she would much rather keep this agreement to share you with her friends than having to fight over you so she tries her best not to let it bother her too much!

one leg was tossed haphazardly atop her shoulder while the other lay uselessly at her hip, giving her full access to grind against her core against yours with no real rhythm but plenty of passion for more of you and the buzzing pleasure. heated sparks pulsed throughout your bodies with every roll of koto’s hips, puffy clits kissing against each other with slick dripping from where your pussies met to stain the bed sheets below.

she’s so excited and eager that she reduced you to being a total pillow princess like she always does whenever you fuck, long strands of bubblegum pink and blonde hair sticking to her sweat-sheen skin as she does all of the work to feel your cunt gush against hers. it's never intentional either, she’s just so caught up in the moments that she’s with you that she loses all self-control and herself when your bodies are stuck together— chasing the electricity that spikes with every kiss and mewl that falls from your lips.

━━━ .°˖✧ ver vermillion ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ not jealous… more like sad… (which is why he’s below kotoka) in a way, ver feels like he has no right to be jealous. as the president of the student council, part of his job is to ensure that all of the other members are doing well and to consider their feelings. with your ‘unique’ relationship with them, everyone is so happy to have you around and stress levels are at an all-time low— how could he ever say that he was envious when he was the one who suggested it?

you were so weak in the knees that you couldn’t support yourself on your own two legs, helpless and relying on ver’s hands pinned at the sides of your waist to keep you upright against the wall while he flicked his tongue against your clit. the sloppy sounds of sex mixed with your soft moans filled the empty classroom, slightly stressing you out even though it was long after school hours and no one else was around aside from the football team who were outside, but the feeling of the president licking up your cunt was too good to give a care in the world. he could tell that you were close with how pitched your cries were becoming and how tightly you were pulling on his red locks.

ver opened his eyes slightly to look at how beautiful you looked in the moment, all flustered and shy from the vulgarity of the secretary getting eaten out by the president in the very room where meetings are held. he could peek into your future if he really wanted to, which member of the student council you will eventually fall in love with (if you even fall in love with one of the five at all), but he doesn’t want to out of fear that it won’t be what he hopes it would be— what he secretly dreams that it would be. he doesn’t know what the future will hold, but he does know that it can be changed if tried hard enough (although those are concerns of future ver— the concerns of current ver are to get you to spill all over his mouth).

[thechaoticplayer]

The Confident Student Council President 🔞

Author's note: had this sitting in my drafts for about 2 weeks... giggling and twirling hair- this didnt come out exactly the way I want it but I guess I'll cope + ratio

Summary: your stupid ahh male friend asks you to get the shoulder pads (that he forgot) for football practice. however, you werent expecting the student council president to be inside, the man you've been crushing on for quite some time now...

Contains: x reader, Dom! Ver Vermillion, him being super demanding and sweet at the same time, this was inspired by his fucking shower stream (I WAS SCREAMING), theres a bit of plot, praise, smut yet again it's not even a surprise anymore

VER VERMILLION was something to admire. In class, he had a sense of authority to him, but never abused the power he was bestowed with. He was very gentle but stern, like an mature older brother. Ver had no problem putting someone in their place, and it put you in awe of him. You quietly watched him from afar. Noticed every tiny detail about him.

Ver's hands. They're so pretty, but with a single gesture, he could make the whole room silent.

Ver's voice. Calm and low, still somehow heard over the ruckus of the classroom. When he raised his voice in the slightest, everyone knew to shut up.

Ver's smile. He was constantly smiling. A soothing smile that put everyone at ease. He could easily charm anyone within a 10 feet radius with his smile alone.

Ver's face. Sometimes an expression of relief, of slight irritation, of slight happiness. You wondered what expression he'd make if you littered his face with kisses. then you quickly shook the idea out of your head, because it was highly unlikely of ever occurring.

Everyone knew who Ver Vermillion was. Hardly anyone knows you, never the less know of your existence. You were content with that, because you could never be someone near as popular as Ver. Besides, you weren't anything much, just another valedictorian who gets asked the answers to questions.

Speaking of which...

A classmate leans over to your desk, where you sit scrawling down notes. "Psst. Hey."

An internal sigh. "Yes?"

He glances at the teacher before looking back at you. "Do you have the answer to number four?"

"Yes. Right here." You point to your sheet and angle it to him, where he stares for a good moment and nods.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

Back to being ignored again. Not that you minded.

Your attention shifts back to the council president. He was nearly in every single class you had, which you were grateful for. It was nice to observe him. Not in a creepy way. Thatd be weird.

Ver speaks with a student to his left, a small smile on his face, eyes twinkling mysteriously. You pondered what went on that head of his. He had to deal with students almost all the time. How did he deal with it all? Especially the annoying ones. God, what a pain in the ass.

You didn't realize you were staring at Ver until he glances in your direction, eyes locking for a split second. Fear and embarrassment flash through your body as you jerk your head back down, as if you weren't awkwardly staring at the man not too long ago. This happened frequently, to your dismay. Always staring and always caught. No way to escape the council president.

Did he think you were a freak for doing so? maybe.

You didn't look up the rest of the class period.

With a swing of your bag, you hold the bag on one shoulder, adjusting the strap to your liking. You push in the chair and weave through the stream of people out the classroom. You were on your way to meet with a close friend of yours, the only person you considered a "friend" anyway.

He was doing his football practice today, which you usually always came to. You had nothing else better to do anyway. He contrasted your introverted side, him being such a people pleaser. It wasn't a surprise that others began to ship you two together. But you two were just friends. Nothing more. Besides, you had eyes on someone else. And your friend knew that. Constantly teasing about your red cheeks everytime you were in close proximity with Ver. Each time earned him a "shut up!" And a punch to the shoulder.

A small bzzt vibrates in your pocket. With another series of buzzes to go with it. You paw through the one hundred millions of things in your pockets before pulling out the desired object. Your screen lights up to reveal texts from... well speak of the devil.

Hey uh... ik ur on ur way to my practice, but could you get my shoulder pads for me?

I totally forgot abt them

Hurry up coach is gonna kill me

How the fuck did this kid forget one of the most important things of playing such a violent sport? Space cadet...

You respond with a quick "yea" before scurrying off towards the direction of the boys' locker room. You actually had to shove past a couple of people, which you hated to do because that's being an asshole, but you also didn't want your friend to get yelled at by his strict coach.

You halt at door, furtively searching around the place before just rushing inside. You don't need any speculation on your plate along with huge packets of work. Upon seeing no one, you sneak inside.

Now which locker has his stuff in it? You quickly tap out the question and send it. You look around frantically, the "delicious" scent of sweaty men in the air. God, they need some damn air freshener.

You open each locker and judge from the sport bag which one was his. He wasn't answering, causing the anxiety to rise steadily. You really didn't want to get caught in here.

Deciding to calm yourself, you pause and recollect your thoughts. Clearing your mind, your ears pick up the sound of running water. Confused, you approach the sound. Did one of them forget to turn off the faucet? But it sounded more of a shower on, and as you approached, steam exited out the doorway of which you presumed was the showers.

You scratch your head. Who would be in here? All the boys are already outside. Who the hell would be showering right now anyway? One of these football heads must've left the shower on.

You peek inside, squinting through the steam. That has to be some hot water. You peer through the some to see a lean figure under the shower head. The steam clears a bit and your eyes widen.

Rivulets of water roll down his skin, spiraling down from his chest, down his abs, to his thighs, down his sculpted calves. He raises his arms up to run his fingers through his hair, his back muscles rippling with the motion. His arms aren't extremely muscular, but you could tell he worked out. You only could see him from the back, as your gaze traveled further down, your face felt extremely hot and a hundred million thoughts went through your mind.

Ver Vermillion.

You were... spying on the student council president. in the shower.

Oh god. In the shower. He was so...

Fucking hot.

You skitter back, almost slipping on the tile and banging your head against the changing stalls. A hand pressed to your mouth to keep you from screeching. Emotional moment. very fucking emotional. Suppressing your urge to scream on the top of your lungs because oh my god? Thousand hundred question marks?

You hurry back to the locker area, ramming your shoulder hard into a locker after taking a turn too fast. You hiss in pain, rubbing your shoulder.

"Hello?" Ver's voice calls. You curse yourself. "Is someone there?"

Nope nope. You're Casper.

You run into the other hall of lockers as the sound of water slapping tile approaches. You cease breathing through your fingers, your heart like a jack rabbit in your chest. You press your back into the metal, wishing you could just melt into the locker.

"I know you're in here. I can feel the prescence of a soul."

Sheeeeesh... was there anyway of escaping this? you eye the only exit, the only one you entered through. If you sprinted, would he be able to make out your face? He'd probably wouldn't even recognize your back; you weren't anyone extremely memorable or anything.

"Don't even try to run. I'll catch you," Ver says, voice light. "Might as well show yourself."

You sigh, concluding the fact you could not escape unscathed. You edge closer towards the corner of the wall, peering over to look at Ver.

A hand clutching the towel around his waist, he watches you reveal yourself with a flash of surprise and was that recognition? before it was replaced with a stern look.

"Would you like to tell me what you're doing in the boys' locker room?" Ver questions, seemingly not minding the fact he was practically naked. Way too confident to be okay with the presence of a female in his midst. which was very attractive. But not the point.

Your cheeks burn. "...my friend, who is on the boys' football team, forgot his shoulder pads." You tried not to stare for too long.

You shift your weight from foot to foot as he raises a skeptical brow at you. "Why couldn't he get it himself?"

"He's already on the field," you answer lamely. "Plus his coach... is mean."

Ver walks and pauses in front of you, holding a hand up near your chest. You stare, confused. He seems to be studying something before closing his hand. "You aren't trying to be deceitful. However..."

"Yes?" You swallow, the heat becoming unbearable. You could feel the heat resonate off him. A throbbing ache between your legs cause you to squeeze your legs together.

Ver's eyes darken, the hand now cupping your chin. "I can feel your desire. for me."

Hellllloooooo?

Your breath catches, unusable to look away from his startling gaze. "Uh..."

"You've been watching me. You always seem to be looking out for me without knowing. That small box of mochi, my favorite... that was you, wasn't it? And the line of students trying to ask me questions were suddenly cut in half, stating that their questions were answered by someone else." Ver observes your facial expression and you can't help but break eye contact. "I see."

"I can explain?" You whisper quietly, your skin flaming at his touch.

"You can, and you will. You see, I've been watching you as well. I've caught on to you, so I decided to watch you. Always helping others, without wanting anything back. Willing to do anything to help me because..." Ver pauses. "Why?"

"Because..." you falter. Might as well spit it out, right? You gulp again. "Because..."

His eyes bore into you, and it wasn't helping. Maybe he didn't need to know after all?

"Why don't you show me?"

"...What?"

"Show me why."

You stare at the council president. What exactly was he asking? Then it clicked. Oh. But... you couldn't dare to-

Could you?

Just this once. Life is short, right? and he's so close...

You slowly rise onto your toes, closing the distance between you and Ver. Before your nose touches you stop suddenly, the anxiety and nervousness causing you to halt. What if this was a mistake? what if he didn't want to kiss you? what if this isn't what he meant at all? What if-

A small groan exits his lips as Ver grabs the back of your head and pulls you close until his mouth finds yours. Your eyes widen with a gasp and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue inside your mouth.

You whine softly, letting go of all the worries and throw your arms around him tightly. Ver groans once more, his hands gripping your hips as the hot make-out session continues, inappropriate wet sounds echoing through the room.

You stutter backwards and your back hits the locker and continue, tongues dancing together as Ver tugs on your shirt. You pull away, pulling the shirt over your head, and smash your lips against his once more.

Ver's hands roam all over your torso, sliding up your waist to your back, unclipping your bra but not removing it.

He breathes against your neck, "Is this what you want?"

"Yes," you reply, just as breathless.

"Are you sure?" Ver gazes into your eyes, searching for the affirmative.

You nod, leaning to his face to nip at his bottom lip.

He explodes.

Ver throws the bra away with a low growl, biting your neck and eliciting a quiet moan from you. You unbuckle your own pants, the pants dropping down to the floor as Ver sucks love bites all over your delicate skin. One hand fondling your breast, his thumb lightly skimming your tit and a stammered breath escapes you.

"Your tits are already hard," Ver notes, pinching one of them and making you squeal, flushing horribly. "I wonder if..."

A finger presses itself against your clothed cunt and you whimper, holding onto his shoulders tightly. Ver sighs, rubbing circles on your sensitive area.

"I can feel how soaking wet you are... this whole time, you wanted me this bad?" He chuckles quietly, enjoying the way your legs quiver in anticipation. "I'll show you how much I want you too."

His finger slides underneath your panties and meets your clit. You gasp, biting you lip as the council president works his magic on your wet pussy, his ministrations causing you to whimper. Ver kisses your neck, mumbling praises against your skin.

"You're doing such a good job..." Ver whispers, two fingers inside you now and you moan. He pumps the two in and out quickly, his long fingers almost kissing your g-spot and it makes it harder for you to hold yourself up. "Good girl..."

You whimper louder. "Please..."

"Please what, sweetheart?" Ver purrs, somehow increasing speed and your moans increase in volume. "Are you going to cum?"

You nod quickly, the ache growing tenfold. But then he stopped. You open your mouth to ask but when he rips your panties. You squeak in surprise as he hoists you up, your legs instinctively locking around his hips. Ver's towel audibly drops to the floor.

Ver's tip nudges against your hole. He looks at you. "May I?"

"Y-yes," you stammer, burying your face into his neck.

His tip nudges into you, entering completely and bottoms out, groaning. You moan loudly, your walls clenching around his hot cock. He filled you up completely and tears blur your vision slightly. Ver stretched you out deliciously, and he started to thrust in and out.

His nails dig into your hips as he slots his hips up against yours, grunting in your ear and leaving sloppy kisses all over you. Ver kisses you deeply, swallowing your noises as your juices stick between your bodies. You felt extremely warm all over.

His cock drags in and out your walls, pressing against the spot repeatedly. Pleasure racks your body. You rake your nails across his back, toes curled as the council president rams himself into you. The metal door groans against the movement.

"Shit..." Ver mumbles with a small groan. His dick throbs hard inside you as you clench around him. "I'm so close baby, s' close..."

A small whine as the only response you give as you squeeze your legs around him, the only indication of your incoming orgasm. He speeds up, panting hard.

"Cum with me, sweetheart, cum with me," he speaks in one breath.

You nod, lips parted as you lean your head back against the locked. "Yesyesyesyes-"

His seed ribbons inside as your own cum squirts all over his cock, a soft and drawn out moan in your hair as his hips stutter against you. Your legs limp as your chest rises up and down quickly, sweat shining on your skin. It felt awfully sticky down there, but you didn't mind one bit when Ver looked up at you with a soft and affectionate gaze.

He brushes the hair plastered to your forehead away and says softly, "you're so beautiful, you know that?"

"I..." You blush, leaning into his touch. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Let's clean you up." Still inside you, probably because the man didn't want to pull out just quite yet, he carries you to the showers to wash you up.

THE NEXT DAY...

Ver smiles at you from across the room and you wave, blushing hard. The both of you were officially dating after the... well. Burst of sudden confession you two did.

Your friend, however, was extremely awkward around you and Ver. He was constantly avoiding yours and the president's gaze for some odd reason. You have been meaning to ask him, so you lean close to him.

"Hey, you've been acting weird. What's up? Is it because I didn't get your shoulder pads and got in trouble?" You tease with a small smile.

The tips of his ears go red as he stares down at his desk. "About that..." he clears his throat. "I... did try to get them but..."

Realization hits you in the face like a brick wall. Your entire skin takes on a pink hue. "You-"

"Yeahhhh. I should've stayed put honestly..."

"Oh. My. god."

"Not that I care or anything. Go get some girl, I guess."

"Please shut up."

"Sounds like you two were getting into it pretty-"

You punch him. Hard. A yelp of pain satisfies you and Ver looks over at you two, startled. you smile sweetly.

Greatest two days of your life.

[ashurzs]

STRESS RELIEF!

council duties get very stressful you know! so the president secretly made a perfect position tailored to your expertise! the council's sweet fuck toy <3

cws; male reader, bttm reader, mean tops :(, degradation, overstimulation, skirts, thigh highs.

ver was tired, stressed, annoyed. he desperately just wanted to go home and take a long nice nap. fuck he would kill just for a break! but the paperwork.. he can't risk it. what if he rests, feels relaxed, then slacks off? he can't risk that!

but here you come, making your way into his office and going over to the poor boy. you knew he had to release stress, you can see how hard he's gripping his pen!

it started off with whimpers in his ears, to kisses on the back of his neck, you were about to just beg in his ear to fuck you but apparently he had enough! :(.

..

"fuck, if i knew you'd be this slutty i would've made this position for you sooner.. so good for me.."

the words that had left your president's mouth basically went in and out. you were too busy trying to keep quiet while being bent over his now messy desk :(. "v-ver.."

you felt a harsh sting on your ass, a loud yelp leaving your mouth in response before two fingers were quickly shoved inside. "shut up before the other council members see you making a mess all over my desk.." the thought lingered in your mind, just barely anyway. the shocked faces they'd have, to the blush.. maybe they'd wanna join.? the of being shared with the others made you whine, drool trickling down your mouth as ver scoffs. "oh so you'd like that?"

the pace of his thrusts quickly picked up as he gripped your hair and pulled you closer to him, his fingers quickly leaving your mouth and then going down to grip harshly at your waist. "kaichou, please please- wanna cum.!"

ver smiles before placing soft kisses on your neck, "go ahead baby,, but what do we say when kaichou gives you something hm?"

rolling your eyes back and arching your back out of his grip, you practically see stars as you cum. mumbling incoherent thank you's and whines made the president smile again, oh how cute can their lil toy be?

it was a stupid dare really, and you always could've said no. doppi-chan would understand, but you had some self respect! and self respect means that you won't back down from a dare.

it was simple, wear this cute, suspiciously short, white colored skirt. there was even a cute lil bow in the back!

"put this on.?"

"it'll just be you and me ya know, not like im gonna take photos and post them around the school!"

..

"ya know, seeing you try so hard not to make so much noise while riding me is pretty cute.."

you pout at the male, not being able to throw any remarks back at him due to how good he was stuffing you full! "and what makes it more fun is this cute lil' skirt you're wearing~" "y-you wanted it.." hearing you finally talk makes him thrust his hips up, a pathetic moan comes out from your mouth as you grip on his shoulders. "so cute.. such a good slut for me yeah? taking all of your doppi's stress away~" the praise immediately gets into your head as you clench around him. he lets out a shaky sigh as he clenches the end of your skirt. the thin fabric barely covers your silky, marked thighs, yet it still covers what doppio wants to see the most.

the lewd noises of skin slapping and wanton whines make doppio feel prideful. "you look like a whore ya know, so lucky that your doppi loves how you feel around my cock.. fuck~"

you feel your thighs burning at this point, the thin line that stops you from cumming is almost cut, and hey is that doppi's phone ringing? whatever! he can deal with it later! "wanna cum.. doppi please please-"

"i can jus feel you suckin me baby, i guess you like this as much as i do hm?" he asks before going on to pepper your exposed neck with kisses. the other boy's won't mind if their baby had some marks, right?

hex was generally always tired, his monotone voice and mood always there. but who could blame the poor guy? that's why you had offered to do all the work for him! all you need is for him to tell you what to do!

the first thing was just to dress up pretty for him, cute white thigh highs with a cute pink bow! they were just so adorable on you.. that and plus the faint blush on your face as he told you to sit across from him is to die for! he'll enjoy this well deserved break very much.

..

"come on prince, you can do better than that right?" the whine that left you was audible as your dick was starting to get sensitive to the touch. hex had sat across from you, whilst you had your legs spread on the chair opposite from his. he was able to see everything <3. from the slick that had been dripping down your needy hole, to the precum trickling down your sensitive cock. he was enjoying it. "h-hex.. please.."

he tuts with his velvety voice, a shiver being sent down your spine. "come on baby,, one more for me?" you couldn't just decline the poor mans offer, he was tired! and honestly you were too.. you just wanted his thick cock in you as soon as possible :(. "one more and i'll stuff you full baby, promise."

yet another whine leaves you, it sounds like akin to a choked sob. "an obedient whore in heat for me.." those words were slow to register in your mushy mind, but the sudden thrust of hex's thick cock in you were quick! "h-hAh-!~ h-hex wait-"

you swear you hear the taller male chuckle before pounding into you, each thrust hitting your prostate causing you to let out loud whines. thighs were instinctively wrapped around hex's waist as you loll your tongue out. the taller sees you, he takes a chance to lean down and kiss you sloppily. "hex.!! s-so full,, too much.. s-so much.!" your slutty whines and whines were muffled with the other's mouth. all of this goes straight to your dick as you cum over your stomach. but that doesn't stop hex.? "w-wait.! plEase-!"

"it's okay baby, be a good whore for me hm? wanna see you cum for me again."

woaa longest work to date, hopefully this continues on :3

[coldfilipinoricenoodles]

Drunk Dazed Ver Vermillion x F! reader x Doppio Dropscythe

PART TWO

Part one

Warnings: SMUT, alcohol, unprotected sex, breeding kink, threesome mentions from part one, pet-names: princess, baby, etc...

Not proofread!

Ver woke up with a groggy feeling as if he had been drained mentally and physically. He kept his eyes closed not wanting to let the light seep into his sight just yet. Being hungover really beats my ass every time… he thought to himself. He turned over onto his other side of his body to feel a short body right next to him. His eyes shot open. Who did I fuck? He thought, trying to examine who was next to him. Until he finally noticed. Shit shit shit shit. I fucked my best friends girlfriend shit. Fuck shit. He sat up straight to check if he was naked under the sheets, and sure enough, he was. Fu- his repeated thought was interrupted by the sound of his bathroom door being opened. He looked over to the bathroom only to be met with Doppio Dropscythe’s bright eyes. “Shit, Doppio. I swear I didn’t know! We must have both drank too much and-”

“Ver, calm the hell down,” Doppio interrupted while laughing. 

Ver looked at him with a confused look wondering why he was so chill about him sleeping with his beloved girlfriend.  Doppio walked over to the other side of the bed where you were sleeping and sat down and started to brush your disheveled hair with his fingers. Ver continued to look at him still confused until he became even more confused when he realized Doppio was only in his boxers.

“W-wait. Did we also…” he looked at Doppio with a scared look.

“Of course not Kaichou. What the fuck kind of question is that?” Doppio made a disgusted face.

“Well then do you mind not being so damn cryptic and just tell me what happened?!” Ver whisper yelled. 

Doppio nodded as he started the long (detailed) story of last night. 

…

Ver rested his face in his palms and shook his head, shocked at what he did yesterday. 

You woke up slowly to Doppio stroking through your strands and you sat up, “Oh, good morning you two,” you said tiredly.

“How are you two not shocked?!” Ver asked.

“We know how to remember things after we have alcohol, Ver,” Doppio replied with a deep chuckle.

  …

You and Doppio walked back to your room hand in hand, “So who was better?” Doppio said, winking at you. 

“Fuck off,” you replied laughing. 

You two arrived in your dorm as you both layed down on your bed, “I’m still so tired,” Doppio said, resting his face in the crook of your neck. 

“Hmmm, yeah? Then how ‘bout I wake you up a little?” 

You took off his pants and boxers for him then sat in his lap, “You’re awfully energetic this fine morning, aren’t ya princess?” he chuckled.

“Mhm,” you said, biting his neck adding more dark bruises to the ones you left yesterday. 

You led his dick toward your hole and sat down on it while your cunt pulsed as you moved up and down squeezing him tight. 

“Ah, fuck baby,” he groaned. 

You bounced on his dick faster as your tits bounced in his face. He took one of your tits in his mouth and he massaged the other one in his hand. 

“Yeah, you’re doing such a good job princess. Go a little faster for me~”

You obeyed his words, getting closer to your climax.

“Fuck Doppi, I’m gonna cum,”

“Go ahead, baby. I’m gonna cum inside of you,”

You both reached climax as your juices squirted all over his lower half and his cum filled up and spurted out of your pussy with the amount he released. 

“Fuck, sorry Doppi! I didn’t mean to make such a mess!” you apologized to him countlessly. 

He took two fingers and brushed it against his muscular thighs and sucked on them with a slight pop at the end, “Ah it’s no biggie. I mean it’s my favorite beverage~”

a/n: idk if I'll do a part three???? Maybe with Ver only or Ver and Doppi?? who knows? Anyways, thanks for reading! Pls reblog to support!

[doppiodrips]

LETS GO IM SO SORRY FOR BEING LATE UWAHHHH cock stepping/slapping if u squint (im sorry) ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ The student council meeting has concluded, it was well past a couple hours since the institute's classes have stopped, so why were you still there? Slutting out for the three, beautiful student council men of course. You were on top on Doppio, his cock fully inside your ass while his hands gripped your waist, bouncing you up and down on his cock while he grunted from behind, trying to keep quiet so the only sounds were the slapping sounds, and your moans. "Come on, you can be louder than that... go on let your other council members hear how much of a slutty bitch you are.."

Ver and Hex didn't have the pleasure of using your hole, but each of them had some form of pleasure. Hex's cock was inside your mouth, his hands in your hair pulling you further down, muffled moans just added to his pleasure and you knew this, as anytime you did: He'd slightly step on your cock, despite how humiliated you felt getting pleasured by him stepping on you, it also felt too good. Don't let Hex distract you too much, on the other side of you was Ver, who you were trying to pump, but with two men using your holes focusing was quite tough, but don't worry!! Anytime you started going too slow, Ver would slap your cock: The slap blending right in with Doppio's thrusts, anytime Ver pulled away his hand you could see a string of your cum attached to his hand. "Aww oo, that slap seemed a bit rougher than normal, you holding up Ver?" Hex's voice was barely higher than the sounds of slapping and moaning, Ver let out a growl at both Hex's snarky comment and at your hands back to pumping him at the right pace. "Shut...up..Hex!!!" You chuckled a bit, Hex obviously noticing before grabbing your hair again, pushing you down all the way on his cock. "Aw, bad boy.. you should really pay attention to your Kaichou" ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ A/N: I'm sorry for this not being as good, the announcement about Nina really broke me so writing this was very hard wahh Mysta x Criminal!reader next though! and then some Noctyx 2.0 thirsts

[ventithedrunkbardehe]

hear me out,,, cockwarming with ver ☝🏻

Araraaa~ Our favourite Kaichou <3

So let's get started shall we?

Cockwarming with Ver Vermillion

I feel like he would be such a tease sometimes but most of the time he's being a big softie, peppering you with kisses, caressing your skin

But there are some times when he doesn't notice that he's making you suffer, just innocently kissing your sweetspot on your neck causing you to moan

He loves it when you're just sitting on his cock while he's playing games it just makes him relaxed

But when you tease him while playing, like clenching around him or grinding more against him, causing him to mess up his gane over and over again

And when he's fed up with your teasing get ready for not being able to walk for a few days beacuse he's going to punish you

But he makes up with the soft aftercare tho

Personally I don't think he would risk it at streams even tho it's perfectly enough for him that you're under his desk playing with his cock, sucking it, running your hands up and down on it, giving kisses on his tip while trying not to moan

After he finishes streaming get ready to get facefucked tho

[hwanchaesong]

↗🏢 Entering 2nd floor: An encounter forced by fate, alcohol clouding your system, now you're drowning in his vermillion sheets. 🌌

🎧: Chase Atlantic - Slow Down

wc: 838

genre & warnings: smut, jealousy, angst if you squint, sprinkle of fluff ig, college setting, cursing, drinking and party, petnames, unprotected sex, mentions of cunnilingus and fingering, kind of toxic situationship with yj etc etc (yes, this is the same universe as Soobin's ver) mdni

a/n: this is a part of The Paradise Hotel series. if y'all want, you can read the other album inspired fics of other groups here.

Your vision is starting to go dim, and it came to a point where the nasty noises are nothing more but static in your ears.

It was all hazy, sweaty, and hot but who could blame you but the man who was currently rearranging your guts.

The man who sees red whenever his demons turn into that of green and blue monsters, the one and only Choi Yeonjun.

In what way did you even manage to anger him? You have no idea, you were merely enjoying yourself in a party that you know he will be at, yet you chose to play with fire.

"I leave you alone for a while and you're whoring yourself for everyone to see." he rasps, gritting his teeth when your insides clenched tighter on his member that continuously bullies its way into your overstimulated cunt.

"Oh? You like getting called a whore?" he mocks, his thrusts neverending and harsh.

"I d-don't!" you cried out and he chuckled darkly at your weak attempt of fending off his accusations.

You really had the guts to be this courageous when you could've been his obedient little doll.

"Deny all you want babe." a hand of his that was formerly on your hips in a bruising grip snakes towards your collar bones, his finger traces the hickeys that he left on your smooth skin, "But your pussy says otherwise."

You whimpered at his degrading words, but you couldn't deny it.

How could you when you're basically dripping?

Every time he pushes his pulsating length into you, the more your juices squelch, gushing all over his vermillion sheets and his thighs.

Yeonjun really isn't in a good condition either. He's been holding back his release for hours now, and he did everything in his power to do so.

From eating you out until you're squirting in his mouth, letting him lap on your wetness, not stopping even if you beg him to stop because you're too sensitive from the prior high caused by his fingers. To fucking you into different positions just to feel more of you.

You are so fucking addictive and he couldn't get enough of you.

Since he met you through Soobin's girlfriend, you got him hooked, and he'll be damned if he can't have you in this lifetime.

His hawk eyes watched you flirt with some ugly asses in the kitchen of his frat house, and he deemed it proper to let you finish the bottle of beer you're drinking before dragging you upstairs and cornering you in an empty bedroom.

And now he has you crying out in pleasure whenever the tip of cock hits your g-spot perfectly. Begging for him to stop but the second he slows down, your eyes shoot wide open in panic. Truly, you are a statement of hypocrisy and that excites him more.

Rejecting him when he clearly knows that you're weak for him, that you can never sincerely say no to him.

"Yeonjun.. please." you mewled out his name, his snapping hips against your staggers for a bit as he was startled, but quickly regained his composure.

"You were saying, princess?" he tilts his head, his hand going over your tits to squeeze on the fatty mounds and tugging on your nipples.

"I want to cum." you mumbled, gazing into his hooded dark orbs, and his image burns into the back of your mind.

Insanely, utterly, and out of this world attractive. That's what he is.

With his messy hair, beads of sweat on his forehead, pink lips and fox-like eyes— he is magnificent.

"Hm? My princess wants to cum?" he mused, chuckling when you nodded your head.

Aren't you adorable?

"How much do you want to cum?" he asks, examining your desperate expression that made him crazy to no extent.

Your hands flew to his broad shoulders, nails raking on his porcelain skin, "So much. Please, Yeonjun, let me cum. Make me cum."

He hisses at the sting, his thrusts getting erratic while his dick inside you twitches in anticipation.

Yeonjun leans down, his face hovering over your own, his elbow supporting his weight, while the other one goes to your neck, lightly squeezing it.

"Tell me you're mine first." he orders, face dangerously hovering over yours, his warm breath fans across your lips.

The slight closing of your air pipe gave you a sensation of haziness, his words made you tingly, and his unrelenting fucking are making you feel a sensation of euphoria.

"Yeonjun.. Yeonjun." you chanted his name like you're in some sort of daze, dragging your hands to cup his face, "I am yours. All yours. I belong to you."

Yeonjun's heart squeezed, overwhelming feelings led to him capturing your lips in a sweet yet searing kiss, letting you two bask in the crashing waves of euphoria as the both of you reached utopia at the same time.

Surely, whatever color the stoplight shows, Yeonjun won't ever slow down when it comes to you, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

taglist:

@hyunjinheartbreakprince @lun4kazumii @once27 @purrplegyuu @yawnzsof @baeksofty @shakalakaboomboo

[envies-writing-corner]

Nijisanji EN Masterlist

Reminder: I only write for the character, not the person behind the scenes. I also do not support Nijisanji as a company but do support the livers whose lives are affected.

Fluff- (F) Angst- (A) Crack- (C) Smut/18+ (S)

>Luxiem

Luca Kaneshiro:

Missing Your Scent (F)

We Were Timeless... (A)

In Your Embrace (F)

Dating HC (F)

Beyond Control (A/F)

You Don’t Mean That... (A/F)

Ike Eveland

Missing Your Scent (F)

In Your Embrace (F)

Dating HC (F)

You Don’t Mean That... (A/F)

Mysta Rias

Missing Your Scent (F)

Dating HC (F)

Hello, Stranger (F, A)

Vox Akuma

Missing Your Scent (F)

Dating HC (F)

My New Cydonia (A) (F?)

Shu Yamino

Missing Your Scent (F)

Dating HC (F)

Beyond Control (A/F)

Hello, Stranger (F, A)

>Iluna

Kyo Kaneko:

Missing Your Scent (F)

Hello, Stranger (F, A)

Aster Arcadia

Missing Your Scent (F)

Such a Good Girl~ (C?)(18+?) (Meteor Takeover)

Ren Zotto

Missing Your Scent (F)

>Xsoleil

Doppio Dropscythe

Dating HC (F)

Everywhere You Go (F)(A?)

Hex Haywire

Dating HC (F)

Ver Vermillion

Dating HC (F)

BONUS: Noctyx

Yugo Asuma:

We Were Timeless... (A)

[rizzyu]

RULES —▵▿

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Note that writing fanfics is only a hobby of mine and I have a life outside of writing, so I won't always have time for it. I may not post or complete requests for periods of time, so please be patient :)

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Some fanfics may contain suggestive themes (not explicit smut), so just be aware!

THINGS I WRITE FOR —▵▿

Nijisanji EN — LUXIEM (All) (Still gonna write for Mysta because he'll always be a part of Luxiem), NOCTYX (All), ILUNA (Kyo Kaneko), XSOLEIL (Ver Vermillion, Hex Haywire, Doppio Dropscythe) Demon Slayer — Male characters Jujutsu Kaisen — Male characters Bungo Stray Dogs — Male characters Genshin Impact — Most male characters Categories — Fluff 🩷, comfort ☁️, angst 💧, suggestive 📸

THINGS I WON'T WRITE FOR —▵▿

m! reader  ‖  smut/NSFW  ‖  toxic relationship  ‖  yandere  ‖  paedophilia  ‖  explicit gore  ‖  character x character

[cat20528]

I’m going to put this out here, I’m ok with people giving me requests, but when it comes to requests, I want you to be aware that I may take a while to write it (I also just started college so that’ll take up some of my time)! Also any feedback is welcome! I know I am not an amazing writer, but I want to get better. I am also going to put this out here, a few things that don’t come with requests I am posting mainly for me, but I enjoy knowing that people like my works, so as long as you aren’t hateful or mean, you are free to tell me how I can improve as a writer.

ALSO TAKE IN MIND THAT MY STORIES AND HEADCANONS ARE PURELY FICTIONAL!!!

My interests that I will write for (headcanons, stories, and smut(in this case underage characters are aged up to legal age))

I will also write yandere for any of the following as well!

My Hero Academia (ABSOLUTELY NO ERI FOR ROMANTIC THINGS!!!! I am ok with doing friendship with her, but nothing else (I can’t think of her aged up). Also NO HERO X VILLAIN OR STUDENT X TEACHER/OLDER CHARACTER)(v! Character x villain is ok, like V! Deku or V! Bakugo, but NOT hero Deku x Dabi)

Yuri on Ice!!!

Twisted Wonderland (Ortho platonically)

Masterlist

Assassination Classroom

The Vampire Diaries (Klaus Mikaelson mainly)

Stray Kids

BTS

NCT 127(I’m still learning about the others so am not ready to write for them yet)

Genshin Impact

TXT

Certain vtubers (Aster Arcadia, Ren Zotto, Vox Akuma, Luca Kaneshiro, Vain (Bull mafia vtuber), Alban Knox, Hex Haywire, Ver Vermillion, Doppio Dropscythe, Kyo Kaneko (RIP, but He will always be apart of Iluna in my heart), Mysta Rias (RIP but I will always love him), RiiKami)

Black Veil Brides (everyone except Lonny)

Dark Divine (ONLY Anthony Martinez)

Masterlist

I will add to this list as I continue

(I am wanting to do Attack on Titan but I haven’t gotten to know the characters well yet)

MY BOUNDARIES

I will not write anything regarding blood play (ONLY exception is for Toga Himiko) or degradation (names are ok, but nothing else)

IF I FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH A REQUEST I WILL NOT WRITE IT!!!!!

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[celestiaras]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ oh ver, my dearest ]❜

━━━ .°˖✧ requested by anonymous ˚₊ ⊹

ft. ver vermillion x f! reader — xsoleil, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ since it’s your first time, he promises to be gentle┊1.9k words

contains: smut!! dom ver & sub reader┊established relationship, mentions of ver fantasizing, mentions of masturbation (both ver & the reader), first time together & reader’s virginity loss, nipple play, fingering & receiving oral, gentle unprotected sex, slight corruption kink, some praise & body worship, pulling out, pet names (baby) & true love, it’s so fluffy, mentions aftercare

➤ author's note: good god this took way too long and i had to fight the urge for ver to call the reader ‘babygirl’ for the memes because it would ruin the mood

ver vermillion is your high school sweetheart who’s also your first in everything romantic: your first serious crush, your first date, your first relationship, and your first kiss. he’s your first love, like a prince charming from the movies you watched when you were little. he’s the man you can see yourself settling down with and marrying even though you previously never thought your relationship with the busy student council president would last this long. and, of course, he feels the same way! you’re the apple of his eye and he adores you more than anything, just waiting to stabilize your young adult lives before officially tying the knot. everything in your relationship is perfect with healthy communication about wants and needs resulting in little to no fights!

except there is one thing that he keeps secret from you, that being his physical desires. he doesn’t want to rush you when you aren’t ready or make you ill at ease about something that should be pleasurable so he keeps his pent-up frustrations to himself, making use of his fist and his seemingly infinite list of dirty thoughts regarding you that he has tucked away in his mind. unfortunately, it leaves him feeling somewhat hollow on the inside once he finally reaches for some tissues to clean up after himself. doing it alone relieves the tension at the moment, but it leaves him longing for you even more. despite these shortcomings, it solidifies his resolve even more. he is, of course, a gentleman above all things. your comfort and happiness come above everything, reminding him that your first time together will be even more special when it happens.

the importance he’s placed on this moment makes it feel like a wet dream when it actually happens, not quite the first make-out session you ever had but indeed the first time he’s had you under him like this with dim lighting to help set the mood. you smell like his cologne in his oversized hoodie, notes of vanilla and bulgarian rose mixed with the scent of your shampoo that clung to your damp hair. he ran his fingers through your locks to pull your face closer to his, deepening the kiss and pulling soft moans from you in the process as you hooked your arms around his neck. he was so close to you, bodies pressed up right against each other and making you feel feverish from the inside from want and knowing that you were being wanted.

his hands began to explore your body, reaching under your clothing to trace the outline of your hips to your upper thighs. a slight whine from you made him pull back to check in on you, “is this okay? do you want me to stop?”

“n-no, please, ver… i want…” you were so ethereal and fuckable in that moment that he felt himself twitch in his pants just by looking at your pretty face, lips slightly puffy and pupils dilated with lust. he always finds you beautiful, but something about how innocent you looked with all of your cute tantalizing sounds as you squirmed from his touch had him feeling restless. “i want you."

ver’s heart fluttered and he placed one last chaste kiss before resting his forehead on yours, “don’t worry, i’ll take care of you. i promise to be gentle.” he’ll strive to practice constraint to make sure that your first time will be remembered as romantic and intimate, a step forward together to further strengthen your bond. in time when you’re more comfortable though… he’s going to straight-up ruin you— turn you into his lovely little cock-slut who’ll beg for him so sweetly… but he’s getting ahead of himself.

he’s never seen you so exposed like this, his eyes practically glued to your chest and mesmerized by what the lamplight allowed him to see. whenever he almost catches even a glimpse of you, you would hide away calling him a pervert, but you can now see that you were right even if you were joking. ver was always a boobs guy, you suppose, bringing up his hands to cup your soft breasts just marveling at their size and shape that wasn’t hidden away by a bra.

“don’t stare…” you muttered, “it’s embarrassing.”

ver simply hummed in response, slowly raising your hoodie to remove it from your upper body and leaving you in nothing but your underwear. he turned his focus back on your tits, taking one nipple between his index and thumb before following his instinct to move his mouth to suck on the other. it’s such a foreign sensation since you tend to neglect your bust when experimenting with yourself, but you now realize how sensitive they actually are as you begin to whimper from the feeling. you’re usually so quiet because you were self-conscious about how loud you could get when excited, but oh, you sounded like a song with every moan that rewarded him for his actions as he popped his lips off one hardened nub to give attention to the other.

as nice as it was, you desperately craved more stimulation to soothe the aching heat blooming in your core— not even realizing that you were beginning to subconsciously not-so-subtly grind on your boyfriend’s thigh in an attempt to chase more of the pleasure building.

needless to say, this didn’t get past his observant eyes and made him chuckle, “be patient, i’ll give you everything you want in just a moment.”

“please…” you whispered, voice strained with need, “don’t tease me…”

his index trailed from the valley of your chest to the line down your belly before hooking into the elastic of your panties, pulling them along your legs until you were fully naked on the sheets. even with your lack of clothing, you still felt hot with desire. sensing your unease about being the only one nude, he took the time to strip himself of his baggy t-shirt to put himself on display to you as well— he really is handsome with his tousled red-black hair and unblemished fair skin.

you felt his breath ghost over your heat as he positioned himself between your legs, making you realize just how wet you were even though he hadn’t even touched you there yet. while your eyes were shut tight, his remained open to fixate on your face and expressions while licking long stripes along your slit to your clit. his hands snaked around your thighs to keep you still and prevent them from twitching so much, yet your hands were a different story and reached out to grab onto the sheets under you that were becoming increasingly more disheveled.

ver wrapped his lips around your delicate pearl and gently took it into his mouth, sneaking his slender fingers to press into your hole. it doesn’t quite hurt, but it’s certainly new and had you gasping as he slid a second one in with ease. a mix of your arousal with his saliva was dripping down his chin as he began to move his digits in a scissor-like motion to stretch you out.

“you taste so good,” he smiled against your cunt, his words adding vibrations right through your core, “such a pretty pussy to match your pretty face.”

your airy moans were soon replaced with outright cries of pleasure, your toes curling at the feeling of ecstasy shooting up your spine. unadmittedly, you’ve never made it this far on your own since it always got too intense for you to continue, but thanks to your loving boyfriend, you got the taste your your first orgasm— making you choke and see stars as you drenched his fingers and mouth.

he moved away (high-key feeling proud of himself) after knowing that he prepped you enough to take his rock-hard cock, looking at up him with pleading eyes as he whipped off his mouth with his forearm— not daring to look at the bulge that formed a prominent tent and just meeting his eyes instead. he pulled himself from his sweats and pumped his erection a few times, muttering words that were just out of earshot.

“are you ready, baby?” his voice was somewhat strained with want and trying his very best not to fuck you like a feral animal right now, focusing on your comfort.

the tip of his cock prodding at your virgin entrance made you feel nervous at first, but ver’s kisses all over your face made you feel more at ease and you nodded firmly to indicate that you were ready for him. he took his time to ease himself into you with a desperate sigh, allowing you to feel every inch of him while he came back down to your level to press kisses all over your face.

he wasn’t too big to the point where you thought he would split you open, but it was certainly enough that he had to give you a minute to get used to his size. your lower half was buzzing with pleasure, his cock brushing up against all the right spots in your throbbing cunt that you didn’t even know existed.

once you felt well-adjusted, you let out a shaky breath, “you can move now… p-please… keep going…” you were so shy with the back of your hand covering your mouth as you said it, but ver was about to gladly indulge the two of you with your permission.

“ahh, fuck, you’re so tight…” his pace wasn’t too fast, mainly because he was fixated on where the two of you were connected, unable to tear his eyes away from your pussy greedily sucking him in and making it difficult for him to pull out and push in. “shit, you’re so fucking beautiful, doing soo good for me..,”

all embarrassment of being too loud dissolved once he penetrated you, beginning to freely moan with the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing off the walls. he knows it keeps on crossing his mind, but god, you’re the most beautiful person he’s ever had the pleasure of meeting— seeing you so vulnerable under him and trusting in him for him first had him suddenly feeling full of love just as he felt many times throughout the years of being your lover.

he reached out to intertwine his fingers with yours as he continued to press into you, his pace gradually becoming more sloppy with every move of his hips. the now familiar feeling of a knot tightening in your stomach was signaling your second orgasm, clamping onto his hands until it snapped. he soon followed suit after feeling you contract and spasm around him, doing a few more thrusts before pulling out and spilling his seed onto your torso.

while he could have gone for a few more rounds personally, he knew that you were spent and absolutely exhausted. he proceeded to put on his now-soiled sweatpants properly and gave you another open-mouthed kiss, wiping off the bit of drool trickling out your mouth with his thumb. “let me run a bath for you, okay baby? i’ll wash the sheets and you can sleep afterward, does that sound good?”

you nodded weakly and gratefully accepted the bottle of water he handed to you after opening the cap, watching his retreating figure head into the bathroom to fill it with warm water and probably some bath salts as well.

yep, this was definitely the man you wanted to marry.

[thechaoticplayer]

academic rival Ver x reader

Author's note: BAM SLAM IMAGINE BEING AN ACADEMIC RIVAL WITH VER? NAUR... COULDNT BE ME, IM NOT THE TOP OF MY CLASS my ass would get annihilated (lmao)

Summary: me blabbing about being fucked by Ver Vermillion but in bullet points and a bit of paragraphs

Contains: nsfw, academic rivalry, might be ooc, x fem reader, dry humping, Ver using you to get himself off, extremely short sorry I'm yet again writing this at 4 am

None of my works are proofread

Ver Vermillion and you were at the top of your class, always going above the standard

And of course, you became academic rivals.

it was like a flip switched in Ver, he known to be quiet and level headed

but with you? You somehow know where to pluck his nerves

It was always a competition with Ver with tests, quizzes, unit tests, etc to see who would get higher than the other

Lately, both of you have been getting tied scores

Throwing jabs at each other under a veiled smile, you bet that you were going to get the higher score

Unfortunately... you didnt :[ he got one point higher than u

And you said you were willing to bet ANYTHING... yk...

"in a classroom? You're insane," you whisper shout at VER VERMILLION who traps you in between his arms on his desk.

"The door's locked, I'm not stupid," Ver retorts.

"People can still hear genius."

"Well..." Ver places his hand on your mouth and leans close. "You're going to have to be quiet then, right?"

You exhale hard through your nose, obviously protesting against this. You were in the middle of thinking about biting him when he lifts the skirt around your hips, his breaths tickling your ear. You can feel your heart rate spike up, a mixture of anxiety and excitement pumping in your veins.

A harsh jerk brings your hips to Ver's, and a muffled squeak rips from you. Something hard bumps your inner thigh, and you flush hard at the sight of it.

Ver hums at the look on your face, noting the swirl of anticipation and desire. "Who would've thought Miss Top Of The Class could be so naughty."

You narrow your eyes at him because this was his idea! Ver was the one who suggested this, not you! What on earth is he-

Ver grinds his clothed erection against your own clothed cunt and you stifle a moan. He does this ever so slowly, his hard cock pressing against your clit between two thin pieces of fabric. Ver spreads your legs wide for him, looming over you as he ruts against your core.

Your arousal seeps through your panties and it shows on his pants. Ver chuckles shakily, swallowing down moans himself. His eyes watch as your own flutter open and shut and you unknowingly, grinding yourself against him as well. Ver's cock is so painfully hard, and grinding against you offered some sort of relief. But it wasnt enough for him.

Ver tears your panties, causing you to squeal. His hand tightens on your jaw in warning, giving you a quick glare of warning. You glare back at him, breathing hard.

He slides his length in between your folds, groaning at the feeling of your slick coating him. "You're so wet for me. And to think you actually despised me. I guess I was wrong."

You were definitely gonna bite this guy when the head of his dick circles your sensitive bud, causing a low moan in your throat. His girth nearly slips in but never does, Ver teasing you with just the tip. It was embarrassing how soaking wet you are for your rival.

"You don't deserve my cock," Ver whispers hotly in your ear, making you shudder. "So I'll just use you until I'm done."

So that's what he does, cock sliding between your folds to get himself off, teasing your entrance, only allowing a centimeter by centimeter in you. Your hands grasp his shoulders, begging Ver to fuck you with your eyes as his length bumps against your clit for the umpteenth time. But Ver isn't listening, watching the way it seems like more and more arousal cover his cock and drip onto the desk and floors. His pace quickens as well as his breathing, his cock pulsing with the need to spill like your own.

Your eyes roll back at the feeling, pleasure shooting up your back and causing you to arch. Toes curled as Ver used you for his own selfish pleasure. His groans nearly fill the room, but he knows to keep quiet.

Hot liquid spurts out his cock, spreading all over your core as you release with a drawn out moan. Both releases mix together on your bare cunt, and Ver observes with a low laugh.

"You should see how your face looks right now. I didn't even put my cock in you and you came," Ver notes with a innocent smile. You shove his hand off your face with a scoff, chest quivering.

"You're the one who enjoyed it the most," you snap back shakily.

Ver gets close to your face. "Perhaps I did, but I didn't show it as much as you did."

Heat floods your face and gestures to your cheeks. You hop down from the desk, nearly falling but catching yourself before you do so. You stare at the ripped panties on the floor and Ver tosses a roll of napkins at you, which you catch easily.

"Clean yourself up and the desks," Ver calls as he approaches the door of the classroom. A grin on his lips. "You are the loser of this bet today. Would love to have more bets with you in the future."

A quiet click of the door and he's gone. But next week, just as predicted, there would be another bet.

[celestiaras]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ deal with the devils ]❜

ft. doppio dropscythe, kotoka torahime, ver vermillion, meloco kyoran, hex haywire (separate, mostly) x f! reader — xsoleil, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ looks like you landed yourself in debt to a student council member after a gamble, but instead of paying it off with cash, they decided that you’ll be their personal pet!┊2.1k words

contains: smut!! dom doppi, koto, ver, melo, hex & sub reader┊kakegurui au, dubcon, pet play (collars, leashes, pet names, melo & hex treat you like a cat), master/pet dynamic, embarrassment/humiliation, third parties can be seen as xsoleil doppi - possessive behavior, fingering, edging as punishment, maybe ooc koto - masturbation (reader), recording, sending the vid to a third party) ver - cockwarming & unprotected sex, public (in front of xsoleil) melo - sex toys under clothing (publicly, in front of a third party) hex - possessive behavior, thigh-riding

➤ author's note: kotoka singing deal with the devil… happy one year anniversary to my fav wave!! looking forward to write more content for them because they deserve it! (especially the girls smh)┊(karaoke stream link)

snickering from onlookers didn’t help your situation as you bit your lip to stop yourself from crying, staring down at the cards in horror with your face burning from embarrassment. the student council member across from you smirked in victory, enjoying the show of your once confident exterior crumbling and tears beginning to streak down your pretty face. you weren’t a bad opponent, you just second-guessed your own abilities too many times which caused them to catch your bluff. now, you owe millions to them as a result.

don’t be so worried, they have a deal for you! either you become a regular ‘mittens’ to be bullied and harassed by the entire student body while trying to earn money by gambling to get out of your shitty situation faster (which could spiral into more than you could handle if you lost, forcing you to be a pet for the rest of your life) or you can become their personal housepet until they deemed your debt paid off. all that it takes is a tight collar with their name engraved in it rather than the standard dog tags to seal the deal. it’s a choice with only one answer really, they’ve never opened this option to anyone else so you would be stupid not to pick this easier route, you lucky girl!

━━━ .°˖✧ doppio dropscythe ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ as the duke of discipline, he also happens to be the one who’s also in charge of collecting debts from those who are long overdue or enforcing the life plans that are given out if the cash is never paid back. added with his past as a delinquent, he’s one of the scariest people in the school even if he insists that he could be much worse and that the students “don’t even know what scary is.” being his is added protection, you suppose. even as a designated housepet, you’re still exposed to getting terrorized by others because of your low status so having doppio’s name on your collar is enough to scare off anyone who thought of mocking you after your loss. even though usually he’s sweet toward you, his frightening side can show if you ever did something that displeased him. you could always try to be sneaky, but he has eyes and ears everywhere and always catches you,

his thumb pressed into the side of your stomach, holding you still so you could quit squirming in his grasp. your skirt was flipped upwards and your panties were merely pushed to the side, enabling him to brutally thrust his long fingers into your cunt. this was punishment, you already knew. he didn’t like the idea of you continuing to gamble to try and earn money to get out of your deal with him. did you really dislike being called his that much? or were you scared of him? he always tries his best to be kind towards you, but he guesses that seeing him threatening others daily doesn’t do much to ease your fears.

maybe finger-fucking you on a desk in an empty classroom doesn’t help either, but he needs to teach you a lesson in some way! you mewled as you felt him tease that spongy spot in you as he rotated his hand, causing you to unravel on the hardwood of the table. his palm rubbed against your clit and it was driving you insane, your cries becoming more and more pitched as you sensed your climax approaching. as melodic as you sounded right now, doppio couldn’t allow you to just yet and pulled back. he’ll repeat this as many times as it takes to discipline you because despite how it’s a vicious cycle for you, it’s an extremely fun one for him.

━━━ .°˖✧ kotoka torahime ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ first things first, as kotoka’s housepet, you’re also her servant: expect to clean up her place of residence, cook for her using fresh ingredients, and remind her to shower consistently (sometimes you’ll even help her out and massage the shampoo into her scalp). she loves to dress you up in little revealing maid dresses while you do it too, taking dozens of candid photos to further clog up her already stuffed storage on her phone. she just adores dressing you up in different styles that she finds on pinterest and trying new makeup products on you in general.

╰₊✧ on that note, she absolutely spoils you nonstop and is willing to buy you whatever clothes you want as long as she’s the first person to see you wearing it! more than half of her posts on her socials are just selfies to show off how cute you are to her massive following, liking every single comment that expresses their envy on how they wished they had a doll like you to pamper.

the ring light positioned on the nightstand was the only light in the room, but it did a perfect job of illuminating your fingers languidly dancing around your clit while kotoka filmed the entire thing on her phone and complimented you for doing such a good job. it was such a sight to watch your essence drip onto the glittery fabric below, staining and ruining the new outfit she just bought for you. don’t worry about the dress, she’ll send it to dry-cleaning later or will even replace the entire thing altogether if needed!

shame has long been thrown out the window as you stared at her painted pink middle and ring fingers that were clipped shorter than the rest, imagining that it was her fingers pushing into you instead. compared to all of the other things she has you do for her amusement, masturbating in front of her while she’s recording is relatively mundane even though there’s a high chance she’ll post it on her private story for her friends to fawn over later. don’t think too much though, just focus on performing for the camera!

━━━ .°˖✧ ver vermillion ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ think you’re let off easy because kaichou is the busiest and seemingly calmest of the bunch? think that kaichou won’t be as kinky as the others because of his position and how gentle he is? think again, you’re at a school full of people with mythic abilities who gamble as a form of status and put losers in leashes, how could anyone be exempt from the insanity? if anything, you should have seen it coming because it’s impossible for someone of his status in such an environment to be anything but a closeted freak.

you’re certain that your face is burning hotter than losing the gamble that got you in this situation, unable to look anywhere but the floor while you were nestled on the president’s cock in front of the other student council members. why he decided to do this is beyond you, but if it would work towards paying off your debt, you were willing to roll with it at the price of your dignity that was repeatedly being torn away from you. you felt incredibly self-conscious at the four pairs of eyes on you: doppio and kotoka merely peeking in a poor attempt to give you some privacy while meloco and hex were staring shamelessly with smirks, wondering if ver would ever let them take his cute pet for a spin.

whatever ver was talking about fell deaf to your ears, just filled with the mind-numbing pleasure of being stretched out by him. as uncomfortable as the whole thing felt, it wasn’t comparable to the feeling of orgasm beginning to bloom as you began to writhe for more stimulation. whenever you shifted and whined, however, he held your thighs still to stop you from moving about. he won’t give you what you want until everyone leaves the room, finally bending you over the table to fuck you until your legs are shaking.

━━━ .°˖✧ meloco kyoran ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ meloco treats you like the prettiest persian kitty in her expensive handbag that would probably cost more than your place of residence, showing you off as her most darling arm candy. she even goes as far as to run her fingers through your hair and baby-talk you while squishing your cheeks like you were a real kitten. she especially does this when she makes you sit on her lap while she’s gambling, doting on you, and paying you more attention than her opponent with the bonus of pissing them off.

╰₊✧ she insists that it’s a form of affection, but you’re more than positive that she just gets off on embarrassing you in front of others. not like how a bully treats a victim when tripping them in the halls or dumping dirty mop on them, more like dragging some bedroom things into the light when you could prefer to keep it private… but anything to pay off your debt, right?

the short plaid uniform skirt was doing you no favors as you pressed your thighs together tightly in hopes of muffling the vibrations being sent to your core, standing behind meloco while she was seated and chatting with some friends. it was on the lowest level, but the bullet toy attached to your clit was making you go crazy. it’s been on since the conversation started, a time period that you long lost track of, desire continuing to bloom but she was purposely edging and it’s certainly better than climaxing in with people taking notice. you clenched your hands together and bit the inside of your mouth to prevent any sounds from escaping your lips, but failed and attracted the attention of another in the room.

you stuttered out that you were fine and adverted your eyes, hoping that their conversation would continue and take their attention off of you already. the exorcist looked at you with an amused smile and you watched in horror as she reached into her pocket for the controller, slowly increasing the speed of the vibrator. your hand shot up to cover your mouth and you ran out of the room, bolting to the nearest empty restroom stall and quickly removing the toy— accepting in defeat that you denied yourself ecstasy in the heat of the moment. it’s not until you left and ran into meloco did you realize that you disobeyed her orders to stay there until she was done, but from the excitement in her magenta eyes, you could tell that she was more than happy to punish you.

━━━ .°˖✧ hex haywire ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ hex isn’t the student counselor for nothing, he’s fantastic at reading people and what their next move would be with just a look at their facial expressions— it would next to impossible to win a gamble against him unless you were wearing a mask. you knew all that and still accepted his challenge out of pride, but don’t feel too bad about it, it was impossible for you to win in the first place! let’s just say that just because he’s essentially an unpaid therapist doesn’t mean that he’s above manipulating situations to his advantage!

╰₊✧ with that in mind, he’s a rigger through and through so don’t be surprised that your debt keeps increasing for various reasons and the fact that the life plan you received requires you to marry him followed by starting a family in the future. it’s not that bad, now is it? would you rather have to marry some disgusting corrupted businessman who would only care for your body and never care for your well-being, or a handsome man who will treat you like a queen and coddle you with endless riches of your wildest imagination?

he tugged on the metal chain to pull you towards him, meeting your lips in the middle in a soft and slow kiss— encouraging you to keep grinding on his thigh. through your soaked panties, you were already leaving a wet spot on his pants and he chuckled at how you were allowing your instincts to take control of your hips so easily like it was second nature. your soft moans and hums were practically purring, almost letting him to visualize a faint outline of a fluffy tail swishing about and pointed ears atop your head.

you were so adorable when you were obedient like this, sitting pretty on his lap while accepting kiss after kiss from him. you tilted your head to the side to allow him access to the soft of your neck, taking in a breath when you felt your pulse rushing under the touch of his lips as he began to mark up your skin all across your collarbone. he’ll lie and cheat a thousand more times for moments like this. if it meant having you in his arms forever, he’ll never feel an ounce of guilt for trapping you with him for the rest of your mortal lives.

[celestiaras]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ with you next to him ]❜

━━━ .°˖✧ requested by anons ˚₊ ⊹

ft. ver vermillion x f! reader — xsoleil, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ he’s trying to sleep, but his needs overpower his fatigue┊1.5k words

contains: smut!! dom reader & sub ver┊somnophilia, sleepy sex, wearing his shirt & lacy panties, mentioned masturbation, intercrural/thigh fucking, riding, implied breeding kink, orgasm denial & slight brat-taming? cut-off ending

➤ author's note: unfortunately, i couldn’t figure out how to make him a dom in this one & i have no idea why it took so long to write, so sorry for continuously pushing back when i would post this when i promised it so ages ago. it’s not even that good or long because i’ve been dragging it out for so long, but fuck it, we ball

juggling several heavy responsibilities was something that ver grew accustomed to ever since he was elected student council president in freshman year and carried the occupation until now, but only being able to return back home at any time past sunset during early summer should be illegal. he can’t complain though, it was his own decision to continue helping out xsoleil institute after he graduated and to guide the person who would take his title when he left for college. there were simply too many memories and too many friendships created within the walls of the building for him to let go so quickly. one of them included meeting you, his high school sweetheart whom he positively believed was the love of his life and the one he would end up marrying someday.

since his parents were on a business trip and wouldn’t be home for the next few days, you were actually already waiting at his place after he invited you over a few hours earlier. quality time nights like this were infrequent and risky since you had to wait until the entire family was out to call the other over and could have gotten caught in any moment, but that hasn’t happened yet so these sleepovers still go on behind their backs. besides, both of you were quickly able to navigate the other’s home like it was your own and even knew where to escape just in case someone unexpectedly showed up, there was no fear about it anymore.

he was so goddamn exhausted that he wasn’t sure if it was possible to spark enough energy to do anything that wasn’t simply cuddling and dozing off in each other’s arms. fortunately, it was one of your many favorite bonding activities and you were tired as well. you were found lounging in his bed on your stomach with your legs kicking around while scrolling on social media, smiling and rolling over with outstretched arms to welcome him but looking like you were about to pass out at any moment. it looks like you had a long day at work today and ver greeted you with a kiss on the forehead, telling you that he was going to take a shower, that you could finally sleep now, and how he’ll join you once he is done.

all he planned to do was to doze off in your embrace and to get down to whatever shenanigans you could think of in the morning after a revitalized rest, he swears that he originally had no other intentions. perhaps stepping out into the cold air after being splashed by warm water woke him up, but he only noticed something particular about your choice of clothing right as he was about to lay down next to your slumbering form.

you were wearing a t-shirt of his, a casual one he wore around the house that had the name of the event he got it at for free plastered across the front and back with big bolded letters. it’s nothing too serious, you probably just forgot to bring something more comfortable than your work uniform to wear, and it’s not like it’s the first time you stole something of his to wear.

it wasn’t really the shirt itself that caused something to stir within him, falling at your upper thigh and hiding your curves with its loosely rectangular shape, it was actually the way your legs were positioned to flash your cute lacy red underwear to his eyes. 

he needed to blink a few times to process it before instinctively covering his face to hide his blush, tilting his head to get a better glimpse of it like the closeted pervert he is— or maybe you’re the pervert who did this intentionally to get a rise out of him. he has no way of knowing, but he does know that there’s a little damp spot that stained the fabric a little darker color which was driving his imagination wild about whether you were having a wet dream or were playing with yourself while he was away.

whatever the answer was, it’s safe to say that he was now way too horny to sleep.

laying on his side of the bed, pressing his face into the pillow, slowly jerking himself off, trying to muffle the sinful noises threatening to spill from his mouth. it’s different from when he’s alone, a lot more intense when the object of his desire is resting a mere few inches away from him. he can’t remember if he’s ever been in a situation similar to this one before and how he got out of it if he did, his mind is too fogged to recall and it’s becoming borderline painful to continue this way.

he turned on his side to meet you face-to-face after tucking himself back into his briefs, his gaze falling on your kissable lips, and his eyelashes fluttered shut knowing he couldn’t keep this up for much longer. “babe? are you awake?” he whispered, hoping that you weren’t too deep in slumber so that he could gently wake you and then beg to fuck you like the loser he was being.

you murmured something and turned to the other side at the minor disturbance, but remained mostly unmoved by his efforts. guilt started to settle in for trying to wake you up, leading him to decide his next move in a frenzy of horniness where desperate times call for desperate measures.

he wrapped his arms around you and pulled the two of you closer together, movements slowly and languid to avoid rousing you any more than he already had. you smelled of his shampoo and faint remnants of the vanilla perfume you sprayed early in the morning, making him slightly dizzy as he inhaled the scent. his hand snaked around one of your thighs to part them, slotting his pre-cum and spit-slicked cock into the little gap.

your skin was softer than flower petals compared to his hands which were slightly calloused and worn away from gripping pencils while studying most of his life. heaven truly was between your thighs, he almost felt like he could have busted right there and then.

still overwhelmed with fatigue, his pace was pretty sluggish, completely immersed in the feeling of his twitching length being massaged by the silky smoothness of your skin. it was like floating on clouds, crossing the lines of reality and the realm of dreams, warm and cozy with mixtures of sinful pleasures and tired lust-induced hazes. 

he wasn’t going to last long, grip tightening onto your sides as his sloppy thrusts became quicker to chase his orgasm, panting like a dog with sweat beads forming on his face to stick his red hair to his pale skin. just when he was on the precipice of ecstasy, he felt you stir in his arms before he found himself face-to-face with you once again, looking into your eyes sparking with mischief despite the weariness behind them.

“hm? what’cha doing?” you teased with a little giggle, words slightly slurred together, moving your head to kiss him.

“‘m sorry for waking you…” he murmured into your mouth, pink from both exertion and embarrassment.

it was a bit late to ask, but you didn’t mind, arching your back to press the curve of your ass further into him teasingly, “aww, couldn’t have waited until morning? poor baby…” you covered your mouth in a yawn before turning around to press a lazy kiss on his lips, pushing him back on his back to situate yourself in his lap and placing one on his chest. “do you want me to help you out?” you smiled as he nodded furiously, allowing your hand to reach into your panties which were getting more soaked by the second and pumping two of your fingers into your needy cunt. “don’t worry, i’ll take care of you…” 

although sleep pulled at your eyes, you still tried to keep them open to look at your handsome boyfriend’s face as you lined up his erection with your slit and eased him into you with a sigh. he wasn’t the biggest, but still the perfect size to fill you up and make you gasp as you took him inch by inch until he bottomed out. you shifted your weight to keep him still, preventing him from squirming or trying to buck his hips up into yours.

“oh, no, baby, i’m setting the pace this time. you need to be punished for waking me up, so you can cum when i say so.”

“please?”

you tutted in disappointment, “no, i’ll stay up all night if i have to until you learn your lesson. just be good for me, okay? who knows, maybe i’ll even let you cum inside of me as a reward— you would like that, wouldn’t you?”

request one [ if your goods with it! dom!ver x reader somnophilia! <3 common prompt but, ver comes home tired from work/student council duties p late and stuff and really just wants to spend the night with reader but! unfortunately, reader's sleeping :( oh wtv would he do :( you can hv full rein of wtv else :33 i would just like to ask that it isn't non-con (dub-con okay!) :D and that's all! hope u have fun w this !! :33 ]

request two [ i just wanted to say that, i love your works! my request is maybe riding ver? also breeding kink if possible idk just don't overwork yourself 💕 ]

[celestiaras]

ft. ver vermillion, kotoka torahime, hex haywire, meloco kyoran, doppio dropscythe (seperate) x f! reader — xsoleil, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ xsoleil & their hands┊0.4k words

contains: smut!! dom ver, koto, hex, melo, doppi & sub reader┊descriptions of hands, fingering, bunch of short thirsts i put together

➤ author's note: for the person who asked about ver's hands but i deleted the ask by accident, have all of xsoleil because uhhhh

ver’s hands… ivory-colored and slightly rosy at the joints. his knuckles are decorated with tattoos of small black diamonds, one for each finger and his middle is wrapped with a golden band. his nails are trimmed perfectly short to efficiently work on his studies, not ever painted because he has a bit of picking on the polish when nervous. he has a gentle but firm touch that makes you feel safe and secure, and he’s so skilled with them for so many things from spinning pencils to unraveling you in less than five minutes.

kotoka’s hands… slightly tanned compared to the others and with some golden rings. as a fashionable gyaru, she also has medium-length square acrylic nails that have blush pink french tips with lots of glittery sparkles and yellow decals to compliment her hair colors (her middle and ring are cut short, of course, a small price to pay to have fun with you). i also see her being double-jointed which allows her to be incredibly flexible while fingering you, able to effectively multitask by finding your sweet spot and rubbing your clit like it’s the easiest thing in the world.

hex’s hands… pretty bulky and veiny while decked out with silver rings of all sizes and designs, slighty worn around the edges but still look like they’ve been carved from marble. he sometimes paints his nails, but only on occasions when he wants to clean his look up. he’s slow and languid for the main purpose of being intimate, but it just really teases you and he gets a good chuckle from your whines before flat-out overstimulating you afterwards.

meloco’s hands… pale and elegant, the definition of the aesthetic pictures that pop on on pinterest with noticeable veins that line her skin and long, slender fingers. her nails are natural and shorter than kotoka’s because of her job as an exorcist, almond shaped and painted a dark purple that’s also kinda transparent. she thinks that her hands look prettiest thrusting into your cunt though, your arousel dripping from them before she presses them into her own mouth to taste you.

doppio’s hands… often hidden by his fingerless gloves but are rough and calloused from years of using them to throw punches and doing other hard labor like heavy lifting. his digits are a bit stubby compared to the others and his nails are always painted black to stop himself from biting on them and to help hide the fact that he does. he’s pretty clumsy, but what he lacks in skill, he makes up for in pure passion— experimenting with touching you while you show him what feels best until he becomes just as proficient as he needs to be.

[celestiaras]

as a kakegurui enjoyer, ur xsoleil kakegurui au nsfw fic is the fic that lives rent free in my head all day…… i hope there will be a part 2 where they have you as the center of attention in a gangbang having their sweet time spoiling and ruining and mindbreaking with their personal housepet >____<

ft. doppio dropscythe, kotoka torahime, ver vermillion, hex haywire, meloco kyoran x f! reader — xsoleil, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ xsoleil spoiling & overstimulating their cute housepet┊0.5k words

contains: smut!! dom doppi, koto, ver, hex, melo & sub reader┊gangbang/5vs1, overstimulation & dumbification, fingering, biting & marking, competitiveness, mention of nipple play, recording, mentions of breeding

➤ author's note: me too

you squirmed from their lustful gazes and touches, throat raw from so many cries of pleasure and eyes clouded over as you felt yourself climax for the -nth time from their assaults. how you made it this far without blacking out is beyond you, but you weren’t sure if you could keep it up for much longer with their relentless paces. you can’t even see them, just barely out of the corner of your eyes that are forming even more tears from overstimulation.

oh, they will still fight to get you to moan their name even though you're so far gone that you don't even know whose hands and lips are running over your skin as you whine incoherently. they'll spoil you with any luxuries money could buy if you could just come for them one more time, does that sound good? their words and coos sounded so gentle in contrast to their harsh actions— fingers relentlessly pushing into fill your used cunt with bites, lipstick stains, and bruise marks all over.

doppio is biting into your shoulder, sinking his fangs into the soft flesh before licking at the new wound with his tongue. he’s impatient, desperately wanting just to take you for his own right now, but he knows that all the attention is for you right and that you’ll have to make it up to all of them later. he’ll get his turn just like everyone else does, even if it’s last because he’s the youngest (besides, if he loses control now, he’ll be laughed at by the others for weeks).

meloco and hex are softly praising you, their voices and words being one of the only things keeping you from getting sent into heaven. with their sweet voices and your jumbled mind, you can’t even tell that they are gritting their teeth and looking at each other with mild annoyance at best and flat-out scowling at worse. they are both possessive people, but it takes one to know one, causing them to just take it out on you and your poor pussy. honestly, the two of them are the cause of most of your orgasms on their own out of sheer competitiveness.

kotoka is practically vibrating from excitement, bouncing off each of your reactions with giggles as she plays with your perky tits with one hand and films it with the other. she can’t help herself, not only is she a phone addict, but she feels like your expressions and choked whine while your hips rut into the second years’ hands is too beautiful to capture! this might be her favorite one yet, you know, she can’t wait to show it to you during class and watch your thighs subconsciously rub together at the memory of this fun night!

ver is holding you gently, placing kisses on your head, and running his fingers through your hair while watching in amusement at how you fall apart at the hands of the student council. it’s his favorite thing ever because he just loves seeing you go all dumb and pliant with glossy eyes, he just wants to see like that all the time so that’s why he enlisted the help of the student council to help him take special care of his precious housepet when he’s busy being the president. he doesn’t mind sharing when he’s the one who gets to breed you in the end after it all…