#and that he's not at all ashamed to admit it

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Lessons in Bed | Nico Hischier & Luke Hughes

summary: when luke tells you his ex left him for his skills in bed, it's only right that you and your boyfriend give him a lesson he'd never forget

request: yes/no

warnings: sexual themes, threesome, swearing, unprotected sex, oral (f and m receiving!)

word count: 6.19k

authors note: this is the first time I have written a sub pairing, not entirely sure how i feel about it but it is definetly something that needs improvement so sorry about that... nevertheless this is a threesome that had no help on it and the last time we did that was like our first threesome. dom nico in this was something i could get used to 🤭

Parties at your place always seemed to go off a hit. 

Everyone loved the atmosphere of the apartment as they spoke or drank. The playlist you created was also always just what the environment needed to be perfect. Which is why you were so surprised to see him missing from the group. 

Luke Hughes had been someone you knew from the moment he had moved to New Jersey. Being Nico’s girlfriend meant that you knew all of the guys and oftentimes you were helping them settle in. Which was why you were so surprised when Luke was missing, this had always been more of his scene especially after college. 

Nico could see that your mind looked as if it was anywhere else “you okay schatz?” He called out over the music, letting his mouth hover close to your ear. 

You nodded as you sent him a smile “just looking for Luke.” You responded in the same tone as he took the chance to look “think he is in the kitchen?” Nico remembered seeing him in there when he got you a new drink. 

Nico’s hand went up to hold yours “you want me to come with?” His question made you smile “you don’t have to Neeks.” You shook your head before you planted a kiss on his cheek. 

Of course that meant he was coming with you, interlacing your hand with his before he made his way to the kitchen, always careful to not lose you in the crowd. Just like the captain had predicted, Luke stood in the kitchen staring at his drink. 

It made your lips form a pout “Lukey what are you doing in here?” His head shot up as he placed his phone in his pocket “just thinking.” The words were a blatant lie, clearly highlighted by the way his eyes avoided both you and Nico. 

You dropped Nico’s hand “y’know you can talk to either of us about anything.” Your voice was sweet while you made your way over to the youngest Hughes boy “it’s embarrassing.” Luke shook his head watching you both come further into the kitchen. 

Nico had to admit that he always thought Luke had some kind of crush on you, big or small, he knew it was there “you know we won’t judge you.” He added, crossing his arms “my girlfriend broke up with me.” His words made a soft laugh escape from your lips. 

You placed your hand on his shoulder “baby that’s nothing to be ashamed of,” you shook your head letting your lips form a frown “she did it because I wasn’t good in.” Luke let his head dip back to where your bedrooms were. 

It took Nico much longer to figure out what the boy was saying than you “that’s completely normal!” You scoffed knowing that you had a good reason for not liking her “it is?” Luke had this sad look on his face that made you curse his now ex for hurting him like this. 

Nico watched you run your fingers through the Americans hair “yeah like when we first started dating Nico wasn’t the best.” Nico knew all about the ways he needed to improve in the bedroom as you were his first serious relationship, so the lessons from hook ups were going to do him no good “he wasn’t?” Luke couldn’t believe that about his captain, the man who was usually so calm and collected who wore your scratches and hickies like a badge of honour was once bad in bed? 

Nico nodded, pushing his hair out of his face “but my girl turned out to be a damn good teacher and now I know all her spots.” Nico smirked as he leaned against the kitchen counter “you thinking what I’m thinking?” You asked Nico wanting to get his permission to offer it to the younger boy first.

The two of you had agreed that a threesome was something neither one of you was totally against, and in fact it was pretty high on both of your wish lists “Hughesy you promise you can keep this a secret f’me?” Your voice was sickly sweet in his ear as he nodded “promise.” Nico had to smirk at the way the boy was so desperate for your immediate praise. 

It made you smile that he was so responsive “how would you like us to show you how it’s done?” Your offer made him squirm “want to know what it feels like to fuck a girl properly?” Luke couldn’t help it when a moan escaped from his lips. 

You looked down to see that a bulge had formed in his jeans “I’m sorry.” He went to apologise but you and Nico were having none of that “Lukey it is natural.” You shook your head not worrying about it. 

That seemed to calm him down “can you teach me?” He didn’t know who he was really asking as you both nodded “when the party is over why don’t you stay and we can start?” Nico couldn’t help but laugh seeing how the Hughes boy’s face dropped at your words. 

Having to wait for at least an hour seemed like torture to him “Luke trust me.” Nico placed his hand on the boys shoulder “with the way my girl moans you’re gonna want us three to be the only ones here.” The captain explained, not missing how your cheeks turned red hearing his words. 

Luke swore he his heart pounded in his ears as he waited for the party to finish “you know where Luke is?” Jack asked looking down at his phone seeing that the boy had not responded to any of his messages “I am pretty sure he left with some girl.” Nico lied wrapping his arm around your waist. 

He looked to you to back him up “yeah Jack, I am so sorry he told me to tell you but I forgot.” The way you made it so convincing should have made Nico feel bad but it did anything but that “no worries.” Jack sighed pushing his phone back into his pocket. 

The Center sent you both a smile “have a good night.” You and Nico waved him off, feeling like you couldn’t get rid of him quickly enough “you sure you want to do this neeks?” You asked letting the door shut behind you. 

Your question made your boyfriend freeze “I do but only if it is something you’re comfortable with.” He looked to you for reassurance, not wanting to push you into something you didn’t want “I do Nico.” You nodded, pushing onto your tippy toes to kiss him. 

It made Nico smile “and besides watching you teach someone all I’ve taught you is gonna be like really hot.” Your words made him laugh “is that what you’re thinking about tonight?” He asked as your cheeks turned a shade of pink, meaning he was right. 

The captain pulled you into another kiss, wanting a moment just between the two of you before Luke got involved again “behave mister.” You warned feeling Nico’s hand squeeze your ass. 

It made him laugh as he raised his hands in surrender “apologises madam.” Nico teased watching you look for Luke “Luke baby!” You called out watching him walk out of the bathroom. 

His hands were in his hoodie pocket “hi.” His voice was quiet “you ready for this?” You asked him walking up to the boy. 

He didn’t want to admit it but god did you smell amazing “because if you want to leave at any time just say the words and we will end it.” You wanted Luke to know that even if you and Nico were teaching him, he had just as much power as the two of you did. 

Luke nodded “don’t want to go.” His words made you smile “now you said she didn’t like how you were in the bedroom?” You wanted to know where he needed your help, and if it was everywhere then you and Nico were happy to do that. 

The boy looked nervous “this is a safe space.” Nico reiterated the fact that you guys could all trust each other and that the events of the night would not be shared “she didn’t like anything.” Those words made your heart break for him. 

And it was clear that he could see that “can we like not talk about it.” He scratched the back of his neck not wanting sympathy from you as he was just going to feel embarrassed “kiss me.” Luke felt his eyes go wide at your words “c’mon Luke we have to start somewhere.” He nodded dropping his head down as he hit your nose with his. 

It caused a hiss to leave your lips as your eyes screwed shut, if you weren’t meant to be helping him Nico would have laughed “Luke bud you’re going about it all wrong.” Nico clicked his tongue hooking his finger into your jeans belt loop to pull you back to him “first you got to have some direction.” The captain spoke in a duh tone, placing his hands on your cheeks. 

His eyes were always such a warm place to you “and then you can look where you’re going before you get there.” He dropped his head to the point where his lips hovered over yours “some girls love it when you look between their eyes and their lips for a second.” Nico smirked seeing your smile as he was talking about you. 

You nodded “and then you can show her you’re in charge but don’t take her teeth out.” Your words were quiet as Nico kissed you. His tongue dragged across your lower lip, pulling you into a trance that made you whimper when he pulled away. 

It stroked his ego as he turned back to Luke “and don’t forget that you can move your hands around her body as you’re making out.” With that suggestion Nico stepped away, motioning to Luke to step into his place “just relax okay.” You were too good to Nico, Luke swore to himself. 

His hands rested right where Nico’s were before “hi.” He whispered looking at how beautiful you looked this close up. Luke’s lips were rougher than Nico’s as his tongue found its way into your mouth. 

It was a clear improvement as the boy also breathed from his nostrils while he let one hand travel to your ass and the other to your tits. He gave them a squeeze that made you moan, allowing him to deepen the kiss. 

Nico almost had to admit that he felt a little jealous seeing you all like that with someone else, he knew your body was responsive so he should have known it would end like this. As you pulled away from Luke his teeth softly tugged at your lower lip “think Lukey boy is a fast learner.” Nico teased the boy, seeing how your eyes were wide staring at the boy. 

Luke saw your frazzled state “should we move you to the bedroom?” Nico asked placing his hand in the back of your neck before he kissed you again. The American had to admit that watching how your boyfriend knew how to elicit the right reaction out of you, was hot. 

You smiled seeing Luke again “yeah.” You nodded taking his hand in yours while Nico lead the way. The room was one Luke had never seen before, always feeling like your bedroom was far too private for him to impose on “you like the place?” You asked running your finger along his jawline. 

Luke nodded “y-yeah.” His breath caught in his throat seeing the mischievous look on your face “so how do you finger a girl?” Nico’s question made you laugh. 

He rolled his eyes “I’m serious schatz we don’t even know if he knows where your clit or where your erogenous zones are.” Luke’s eyebrows furrowed proving that Nico had some ground to be right “like with her here her most sensitive zones are behind her ears.” Nico pressed a kiss against the back of your ear before he softly sucked on your earlobe making you moan. 

The captain smirked before he pulled away, making sure that Luke was still watching “her scalp.” His fingers ran through your hair making you squirm in the process “god wait until you get to play with these.” Nico couldn’t help but grunt when he gave your boobs a squeeze. 

Luke watched on in awe “and when I’m eating her out I’ll kiss the back of her knees and all down her thighs making sure she’s ready.” Luke nodded watching you look at Nico “Neeks think we should show him now.” Your words came with you pulling your top off. 

Your red bra complimented your skin “even though you are focusing on my cunt doesn’t mean that you can’t acknowledge my top half too.” You explained as you begin to kiss Luke again, but this time your lips didn’t stay on his for long, wanting to find his own sensitive zones. 

Nico unbuttoned your jeans as you sucked at Luke’s neck, drawing a moan from his lips “think we found it.” You licked your lips, stepping out of your jeans to reveal a matching set of underwear to the bra “fuck.” Luke whimpered letting his eyes screw shut. 

It made you let out a whine “Lukey baby I want you to feel me okay?” You asked taking his hand when he nodded “you feeling how wet I am through these?” You placed his hand against the wet patch on your panties. 

His knees almost buckled at the feeling when his eyes shot open “schatz stop teasing him and let him have a taste.” Nico’s words made you pout. But still you listened to your boyfriend and lay on the bed for both boys to see “why don’t you take her bra off?” Nico motioned to Luke to join you on the bed. 

It made the boy look to you like he was asking for your permission “I don’t bite.” You giggled seeing Nico raise his eyebrows, oh you definitely do. Luke brought his hand up behind you and unsnapped the bra with ease catching both you and Nico by surprise “did I do something wrong?” Luke grew nervous as he looked between the two of you. 

You shook your head, letting the bra fall to the bed “not many guys can do that with such ease.” You confessed going to kiss him again “schatz if you keep on kissing him he isn’t going to learn anything.” Nico teased you as he sat on the bench of your vanity watching the scenario unfold in front of him. 

Luke kissed at your shoulder “thought I was just being used to teach him.” You shot back sending him an amused grin as your fingers tugged at Luke’s curls “don’t start something you aren’t ready to keep up.” Nico warned getting up as he wasn’t going to let you be a brat. 

You smirked watching him look at Luke “c’mere Hughes she wants her pussy fucked.” The words made you press your legs together as Nico forced them open again “get her panties off.” Nico ordered making Luke nod. 

He followed the orders, slotting in between your legs “can you lift?” Luke asked making you push your thighs into the air so that he could take your panties off “shit.” The boy let out a low whistle finally pulling them off of your feet. 

Nico smirked at the sight that he loved so much “you want to show us what you normally do?” The captain sat on your side of the bed. Luke got himself comfortable between your legs while he went to spit on his fingers “why don’t you get her to do that?”Nico motioned to you as it always made you horny. 

Luke looked to you as you leaned forward, wrapping your lips around his fingers “fuck.” The Hughes boy let out a grunt feeling your tongue swirl around his digits “now start out easy with two.” Luke watched how your eyes screwed shut feeling his fingers thrust into your cunt. 

Your cunt stretched against his fingers “you want to get her ready so do this.” Nico did this scissoring motion with his fingers when he sat behind you. Your back rested against his chest “shit.” You moaned showing Luke that he was doing the right thing. 

You let your hips meet his thrusts “play with her clit.” Nico brushed your hair out of your face before he kissed at your neck. 

His eyes watched the Hughes boy totally miss your clit “you see this?” Nico asked taking his thumb as he rubbed against your sensitive bud, your head pressed against his shoulder as your boyfriend hit the right spot “if you’re just fingering her you want to do it like this.” Nico kissed your ear heading your breathing grow heavy. 

Your skin grew warm seeing two boys play with your cunt “but if you’re fucking her.” You watched Nico move his focus to the pads of his fingers on your clit which more pace “wanna try?” Your chest heaved using all of your energy to look at Luke. 

He nodded using his thumb like the older boy had “ain’t he a good listener?” Nico cooed watching how your hands tried to reach for your breasts, desperate to play with your sensitive peaks “Lukey think it’s time you use something different to make her feel good.” Nico’s suggestion came as he held your hands, stopping you from playing with your breasts. 

Luke watched the captain as he knew the suggestion came with some logic as you started to appear as if you were close. So Luke listened he retracted his fingers from your cunt watching in awe as he saw how your cunt glistened. 

You whimpered at the loss of contact “schatz don’t be a brat or else you won’t cum tonight.” The younger boy was surprised that someone could have the power over someone else, to have the ability to withhold a human reaction. 

Nico pulled away from behind you, setting you back flat on the bed “I love you.” He pressed his lips against your shoulder before he turned his attention to Luke “you gotta go gentle first.” His voice soothed you. 

You ran your fingers up your skin “please Lukey.” You begged, wishing that the boy would hurry up “baby be patience for him.” Nico clicked his tongue reminding you that tonight was meant to be for you to teach Luke, tomorrow Nico could have you screaming until your throat felt raw if you wanted it. 

Luke took this deep breath as if it was going to sooth his nerves. His head hovered over your cunt “uh uh Luke.” Nico shook his head, stopping the boy in the process “having sex isn’t just about fucking her pussy remember?” The captain ran his fingers along the inside of your thighs making you squirm. 

The Hughes boy nodded remembering about what you told him in the living room “there we go.” Nico smiled watching Luke kiss at the inside of your thighs. 

For someone who didn’t know what he was doing, he was methodical. Luke seemed to kiss you in the way that he divided his attention equally between your thighs, always hovering just close enough to your cunt that you swore he was finally going to start, but he never did. His eyes studied yours as he finally stopped “please Luke.” You begged feeling him place an open mouthed kiss on your cunt. 

It made you grip at the sheet beneath you “occasionally focus on fucking her with your tongue too.” The suggestion was ignored by the boy as he brought his fingers that he had used to now focus on your weeping hole “fuck baby.” You moaned looking at Nico who couldn’t help but smile. 

Luke found himself settling into a perfect rhythm, occasionally looking back up at you “please Lukey.” You begged wanting more as he inserted another finger into your cunt “this greedy slut likes it when you do this.” Nico showed the boy how to turn his fingers into this come hither motion to get deeper into your cunt. 

The Hughes boy sent him what was only a glance before he listened, turning his attention to you in order to ensure it was working. His fingers grazed your g-spot, causing your body to jolt “there we go Lukey boy.” Nico praised the boy making Luke moan. 

Luke almost slotted into the motions, bringing his free hand up to cup your breast. His fingers rolled your nipple between them, tugging at the peak “don’t stop.” You shook your head feeling your thighs begin to shake “she’s gonna finish and you want that right?” Nico pushed Luke with the encouragement that it worked like a wildfire. 

His lips sucked at your clit, swirling his tongue around the bud “fuck yeah.” Luke spoke against your cunt sending shivers through your body “c’mon schatz let him see what it’s like to have a pretty girl cum on your tongue.” Nico cooed drawing circles on your shoulder with his thumb. 

Luke didn’t relent, letting your moans bounce off of the walls making him feel like a moth to a flame “shit Lukey please don’t stop.” Tears threatened to spill from your eyes as your body shook “right there a-a-ahhh.” Your eyes screwed shut when your cunt clenched around his fingers while your body spasmed. 

White specks cast over the black that your eyelids brought upon you “oh god oh god!” You chanted as Luke helped you ride through your orgasm. But then it turned into him just being hungry, as he continued to lap at your release “no Lukey.” You tugged at his hair, wanting to pull him off of you. 

He let you kiss him, tasting your sweet release on his tongue made you feel lightheaded bringing him back onto you as you lay on the bed felling his boner that his shorts did little to hide, graze against your cunt “shit.” You gasped feeling your eyes widen. 

Luke laughed against your shoulder, echoing your same emotions “doll why don’t you thank him for treating ya?” Nico’s words made you nod. You rolled out from under the boy as you patted the bed for him “sit.” You ordered him. 

The boy obliged seeing the hunger in your eyes “you gonna let me taste ya?” You asked running your hand over the material of his shorts “please.” Luke whimpered, feeling his cock push to your hand. 

Nico remembered what it was like to be in that position because you had this power to turn him into putty, and that’s what caused him to raise a smack to your ass “ah!” You whimpered almost jumping out of your skin at the sensation “don’t be mean and tease him schatz.” The captain clicked his tongue sending you an unimpressed look. 

It made you frown turning to him with a pout “fine.” You huffed reaching for the waistband of Luke’s shorts “gonna lift up for me pretty boy?” You asked causing him to push his hips up into the air, allowing you to tug at his shorts bringing them down with his boxers. 

His cock ached for some attention, for you “god.” He moaned watching you run your thumb over the swollen head. The precum oozed out of it working as some kind of shitty variation of lube. You let your eyes lock onto his as you pooled your saliva in your mouth before you let it drop into his cock. 

Luke swore he was dreaming as he watched you do these little kitten licks against his cock. Nico stood behind you dropping his pants as he pumped his cock once and then a second time “you gonna let him fuck your mouth while I fuck your cunt maus?” You moaned at the thought when you nodded. 

Nico dragged the head of his cock along your slit wanting to not let his teammate get all of the fun that you could give “shit schatz.” Nico moaned feeling your cunt hug his cock, your walls stretching to accommodate him. 

As a moan went to escape from your lips you let your lips wrap around Luke’s cock. The warmth your mouth provided made Luke almost fall forward “yeah dude she sucks dick like a slut.” Nico laughed watching your hand massage Luke’s balls. 

Your cunt squelched as your previous orgasm was more than enough in terms of lube for Nico’s cock to throb with some thrusts “but that is what you love, huh?” Nico taunted you, as the feeling of your cunt clenching around him was not something that he failed to miss. Your words of agreement were muffled, but when your head bobbed with Lukes’s cock hitting your throat, it was clear what you were thinking “cap if she was mine I wouldn’t share.” Luke almost didn’t realise the line he walked on, he was dangerously close to pissing Nico off if he continued saying shit like this then Nico was more than likely going to take it out on your cunt. 

And you could already feel him doing it; his fingers pinched at your thighs “part of having a girl.” Nico grumbled, watching Luke grab your hair into a makeshift ponytail “is knowing when to listen.” Nico would never have dreamed of offering this to Luke, but you did, and Nico couldn’t say no to you.

You moaned wanting to let out a giggle if it had been a more appropriate time “glad you did.” Luke confessed, watching you look up at him through your now ruined mascara “good teachers.” He felt your throat gag around his cock making him grunt. The moment of silence made Nico smirk, finally having the boy shut up was the real stroke to his ego.

Luke squirmed beneath your touch, feeling your cheeks hollow out with your tongue swirling around the underside of his cock.

Nico thrust into you with such pace that the sound of your skin slapping against his echoed throughout the apartment, you were sure of it “fuck Neeks.” You let your lips pop from Lukes cock, quickly replacing your mouth with your hand “you wanna cum sweet girl?” He didn’t even need to wait for you to answer before he moved his hand to rub against your clit “please.” You begged feeling your legs begin to shake as Nico had to also keep you from collapsing.

You continued to focus on fucking the younger boys cock in your hand “thrust your hips baby.” You cooed sending Luke a nod “I-i can’t.” Luke shook his head, not sure if he had the energy to complete the task. 

Nico hissed feeling you clench around his cock, almost making him forget how to breathe “when you get told to do something Luke, you do it no?” Nico used his captains tone that made you rest your head on Luke’s thigh “schatz look at him when he finally behaves.” He made you pull your head off of Luke’s thigh as his fingers tugged at your hair.

Luke watched your eyes open as he saw how Nico held you up with his hands in your hand. He felt overcome by pleasure, just needed that little bit more as he begun to push his hips into your hand. 

Nico nodded with a grunt as his tongue ran across his teeth “ain’t he a good boy schatz.” You let out this harsh whimper “such a good boy.” Your coos sent Luke over the edge causing sticky ropes of his release to shoot into your hand. 

Tears formed in his waterline “please.” Luke shook his head, not sure that he could take much more, thinking that he was already feeling hard again “you want her to cum?” Nico quizzed the boy who nodded. 

Luke could see the desperation on your face “tell her that.” The captain ordered his teammate “fuck doll.” Luke coughed feeling your hand finally slow on his cock. 

The Hughes boy had to think about his words “wanna see you make a mess okay?” Your tits throbbed as your cunt clenched hearing those words “you think that you can do that f’me?” Luke used his fingers to roll your nipples between them, causing your moans to sound like music in your ears.

Nico didn’t know how much longer he could take “c’mon liebling, show him how pretty you look when you cum on a cock.” Those words sent you over the edge 

Your eyes screwed shut as your head dropped when Nico let your hair go “fucking hell.” As you came around his cock it caused his own orgasm to come on “just like that.” Nico bit down on his lower lip as his head fell back, slowing his thrusts down before he pulled his cock out. 

The captain rubbed his thumb in these soft circles against the hip, watching how his release oozed out of your cunt. Trickling down your slit to your clit “you got one more in ya?” It was the first coherent sentences that you could form in a while “me?” Luke asked blinking heavily. 

Nico let out a snort as he turned your head so he could kiss you “I sure as shit know she wasn’t talking to me.” Nico pointed out, knowing that he could last for at least three rounds “schatz show him how good this cunt feels.” The captain stared at Luke as he cupped your pussy. 

Luke felt his mouth water at the sight of you letting out another moan “I don’t think I can fuck you.” The boy shook his head feeling like his legs were jelly “who said I couldn’t ride ya?” You tapped his legs motioning to him to set his legs straight. 

His eyes shut as the image became too strong in his mind “you can say no Lukey.” You reminded him of his rights as you sat on your heels in front of him “no I want to.” He was quick to shake his head, sending you a smile. 

You nodded, watching him pull you onto his lap. His legs pushed you up “you sure?” Nico had to smile from the corner of your bed where he sat, hearing how you were still making sure that he was comfortable “yeah I am.” Luke took the chance to kiss you. 

His tongue past your lips making you mewl at the contact. Your hand found its way between the two of you “off.” You tugged at his hoodie now wanting him naked too. 

Luke listened, letting your hands do the work as you brought it up to his chest before you pulled away, “just taking it off.” You smirked hearing him whimper at the loss of contact. 

His cheeks turned red, feeling grateful that his hoodie being pulled off of his head did a lot to hide the initial warmth that spread to his cheeks “such a pretty boy.” You cooed letting a grin form on your lips as you drank in the sight of his now messy curls. 

Your hand went back down between the two of you so you could grab his cock, your hands were delicate, softly palming him “please.” Luke rested his head against your headboard, feeling you lazily drive the head of his cock across your slit. Nico began to palm at himself, enjoying the view from behind “fuck him schatzi.” Nico clicked his tongue, growing irritated at the teasing.

You sank onto his cock letting your nails tense around his shoulders, he wasn’t as thick as Nico but Luke’s cock made your cunt hug his walls differently “move please.” Luke softened his grip around your hips “such a polite boy.” You nodded, slowly moving your hips seeing his eyes look back at you. 

He studied your face, noticing every little beauty spot and imperfection that made you, well, you. It made him smile when he realised that your eyes had been locked on his “you feel yourself?” You asked bringing his hand onto your lower stomach and making him press his into your skin. 

Luke was more impressed that he could get that deep than anything else “shit you’re perfect.” The compliment made Nico nod, agreeing that the boy was indeed not stupid “I am gonna fuck you now okay?” You asked the boy, bringing your legs to either side of him so that you could properly work yourself on his cock, knowing that you were not going to last for long. 

And judging by how he watched you like a cat who found a warm spot on a winter day, Luke was excited for you to continue. Your one hand rested on his thigh behind you as the other gripped at his shoulder while you brought your cunt up and down his cock. Careful to never fully pull off of him before you slammed back down feeling his crotch graze against your clit. 

The movement was steady making Nico feel a little jealous that it wasn’t him beneath you “fuck you feel so good.” You moaned not sure of how much longer you could last. 

His cock throbbed against your cunts gummy walls, hearing the sound of your skin hitting his causing his forehead to turn slick with sweat. His eyes watched your breasts bounce with every thrust you had on his cock. 

Luke was desperate to feel more of you “kissy?” He whined making you smile. You brought your hand up the side of his neck to his curls “so sweet when you talk so nice.” You praised him as you tugged at his hair. 

The feeling made the boy moan, pursing his lips to kiss you “such a good boy.” You cooed as you finally gave him what he wanted. 

Your lips were soft against his, making him grunt while he sucked at your lower lip “shit schatzi keep on doing you.” Nico felt his eyes screw shut as his cock oozed his sticky release in his hand “you see how much Neeks likes this?” You pulled away from the boy allowing him to see your swollen lips. 

Luke nodded feeling close to tears as his brain was on fire “like it too.” Luke looked down to see how your pussy looked fucking his cock. 

Your release that had mixed with Nico’s creamed around his cock “play with those tits.” Nico ordered making you nod as it was what you were desperate to feel.

His tongue swirled around you nipple while he fondled the other tit “fuck baby you wanna cum inside?” You were on the pill and at that moment not thinking about STDs “god yes.” Luke moaned against your boob causing the vibrations against your skin to go straight to your core. 

Your fingers strummed against your clit like you were playing the guitar, not sure if you were still helping him or if you were now using him for your orgasm “fuck doll right there.” Luke let out a grunt feeling your thrusts grow irregular making your body thrash around on him. 

His warm release painted the walls of your cunt, bringing your own orgasm on. You chanted his name from your lips, making it sound angelic as your cunt clenched around him, gushing on his cock. Your head fell forward when he let your boob go, allowing you to rest your head against his shoulder. A whimper escaped your lips when you accidentally moved, feeling him still inside of you “you okay?” Lukes voice was soft, watching you use what energy you had to pick yourself off of his cock before you collapsed next to him. 

This was always Nico’s favourite part of the night, seeing you almost too fucked to speak, “I’ll get your bath ready.” Nico chuckled as he got up, squeezing your ankle “her bath?” Luke looked between you both as he was back to being confused. 

Nico rolled his eyes, starting to realise why the boy was having girl issues “now it’s time for your next lesson.” Nico motioned to Luke to follow him as Nico picked you up to bring you to go pee “aftercare and the importance of it.” Nico’s voice soothed you, it made your eyelids feel heavy when you rested your head against your boyfriend’s chest while Luke shut the door behind the three of you. 

Clearly, their night wasn’t over, but it wasn’t where the story ended either.

Luke felt his head hit the wall behind him “s-s-shit!” He moaned feeling his eyes screwed shut as he squeezed his hand around his cock continuing to thrust into his palm at a strong pace edging his orgasm. 

Jack walked into the apartment, still surprised that Luke didn’t come with him to the morning skate as he wasn’t the usual Hughes brother to skip it “fuck oh don’t stop y/n!” The moan came from Luke’s lips as he reached his high making Jack freeze where he stood by the door.

Did his younger brother have a crush on his captain’s soon-to-be fiancée?

[anghraine]

Okay, the previous Star Trek poll wrapped up with a close but pretty obviously inevitable victory for the Uhura/Chapel kiss ... but while I'm in the TOS trash bin, another poll concept struck me. I'll add the full quotes/episode citations below, but I wanted the people's opinion:

1— "The Immunity Syndrome"

I've noticed that about your people, doctor. You find it easier to understand the death of one than the death of a million. You speak about the objective hardness of the Vulcan heart, yet how little room there seems to be in yours.

The context: in this episode, the Enterprise arrives in the area just in time to see, but not prevent, the deaths of 400 Vulcans on another Starfleet ship. Spock psychically experiences their deaths, and spends much of the episode quietly upset and grieving, while McCoy is just kind of a dick to him for 90% of the episode.

2— "The Galileo Seven"

MCCOY: Well, I can't say much for the circumstances, but at least it's your big chance. SPOCK: My big chance? For what, doctor? MCCOY: Command. Oh, I know you, Mr. Spock. You've never voiced it, but you've always thought that logic was the best basis on which to build command. Am I right? SPOCK: I am a logical man, doctor. MCCOY: It'll take more than logic to get us out of this. SPOCK: Perhaps, doctor, but I know of no better way to begin. I realize command does have its fascinations, even under circumstances such as these. But I neither enjoy the idea of command, nor am I frightened of it. It simply exists. And I will do whatever logically needs to be done. Excuse me.

The context: I've talked about how TOS is so often Spock vs. Microaggressions, but this episode is like... what if that were an entire episode and the bigots were really stressed, okay.

3— "The Naked Time"

My mother—I could never tell her I loved her.

An Earth woman, living on a planet where love, emotion, is bad taste.

I respected my father, our customs. I was ashamed of my Earth blood. Jim, when I feel friendship for you, I'm ashamed.

The context: a bunch of the crew contract a disease that causes their inhibitions to drop, bringing out repressed but strongly-felt emotions and/or desires. This means swashbuckling for Sulu, Riley fantasizing about ruling the ship as an Irish king, Kirk admitting to his feelings for Janice Rand that are eclipsed by his feelings for the Enterprise, etc. But Spock without inhibitions is just profoundly unhappy and, well, ashamed.

4— "The Corbomite Maneuver"

BAILEY: It's blocking the way! SPOCK: Quite unnecessary to raise your voice, Mr. Bailey. All engines stop. Sound the alert. [a little bit later] SPOCK: And when the captain arrives, he will expect a full report on— BAILEY [sharply]: The cube's range and position. I'll have it by then. Raising my voice back there doesn't mean I was scared or couldn't do my job. It means I happen to have a human thing called an adrenaline gland. SPOCK: It does sound most inconvenient, however. Have you considered having it removed? BAILEY: Very funny. SULU: You try to cross brains with Spock, he'll cut you to pieces every time.

5— "The Conscience of the King"

SPOCK: Apparently, he [Kodos] had his own theories of eugenics. MCCOY: Unfortunately, he wasn't the first. SPOCK: But he was certainly among the most ruthless, to decide arbitrarily who would survive and who would not, using his own personal standards, and then to implement his decision without mercy. Children watching their parents die. Whole families destroyed. Over four thousand people. They died quickly, without pain, but they died.

The context: this is the "Kirk is a genocide survivor" episode, in which Spock notices enough unusual behavior from Kirk to go investigating. He's horrified by what he finds, and horrified about the harm and danger to Kirk specifically, and repeatedly tries to convince McCoy of how bad the situation really is. He is also firmly on team "your memory isn't deceiving you, this guy is totally Kodos and you should launch him out the airlock."

6— "The Enemy Within"

Being split in two halves is no theory with me, doctor. I have a human half, you see, as well as an alien half, submerged, constantly at war with each other. Personal experience, doctor. I survive it because my intelligence wins over both, makes them live together. [To Kirk] Your intelligence would enable you to survive as well.

7— "Shore Leave"

SPOCK: Very well, captain. Something I did come to discuss. KIRK: Yes, Mister Spock, what is it? SPOCK: I picked this up from Dr. McCoy's log. We have a crewmember aboard who's showing signs of stress and fatigue. Reaction time down nine to twelve percent, associational reading norm minus three. KIRK: That's much too low a rating. SPOCK: He's becoming irritable and quarrelsome, yet he refuses to take rest and rehabilitation. Now, he has that right, but we've found— KIRK: A crewman's right ends where the safety of the ship begins. That man will go ashore on my orders. What's his name? SPOCK: James Kirk. Enjoy yourself, captain.

The context: Kirk is obviously exhausted and refusing to take shore leave with everyone else, despite McCoy trying to badger him into it. Spock manipulates him into it far more effectively, and is clearly smug about his success.

8— "The Squire of Gothos"

TRELANE: You do realize, don't you, that it's in deference to the captain that I brought you here? SPOCK: Affirmative. TRELANE: I don't know if I like your tone. It's most challenging. That's what you're doing, challenging me? SPOCK: I object to you. I object to intellect without discipline. I object to power without constructive purpose.

9— "A Taste of Armageddon"

SPOCK: Then the attack by Vendikar was theoretical. ANAN: Oh, no, quite real. An attack is mathematically launched. I lost my wife in the last attack. Our civilization lives. The people die, but our culture goes on. KIRK: You mean to tell me your people just walk into a disintegration machine when they're told to? ANAN: We have a high consciousness of duty, Captain. SPOCK: There is a certain scientific logic about it. ANAN: I'm glad you approve. SPOCK: I do not approve. I understand.

10— "Operation: Annihilate!"

KIRK: Sam. It is my brother. Was my brother. MCCOY: I'm sorry, Jim. The boy's unconscious, but he's still alive. KIRK: Peter? MCCOY: I'd better get the boy and his mother back to the ship. I can't do much for them down here. KIRK: Get ready to beam up. MCCOY: McCoy to Enterprise. Prepare to beam up party of four. SPOCK: Captain, I understand how you must— KIRK: Yes. Yes, Mr. Spock. You heard my sister-in-law say something about they being here. Your guess. SPOCK: Notice the ventilator, Captain.

Spock's approach to comfort tends to be figuring out some concrete or pragmatic assistance, or loyally defending someone, rather than trying to reach out in such a direct emotional way. Kirk (like Spock himself tends to be) can't really handle it and Spock immediately shifts to making himself useful throughout the episode, enduring excruciating pain, high danger, and blindness.

[sissybabycucksophia]

The Adult Baby Adoption Part 5

(This story is complete fiction and although i may desperately wish it isn’t, there is no fact or real world experience behind this story, and themes reflected in the story may be triggering, these themes are not my actual beliefs and are only part of a fantasy kink scenario. Also non of the images belong to me)

After lying there disgusted, ashamed and thoroughly emasculated by Cynthia and Daddy’s wild night of passion I begun to ask myself questions like “is this seriously my life now” and “will I ever feel my dick inside a woman again” a familiar and horrifying feeling began to build in my stomach. Suddenly pain and intense cramps began surging from my gut, and pressure begun building in my bowels I knew exactly what this feeling was! “NO NO NO NO NO!!! I Wont shit myself lying here like this NO I won’t do it, I dont know how but I have to get these layers off! I wont lie here and shit myself like a helpless baby!!” I thought angrily.

Suddenly I begun to violently kick my legs, bouncing my head and torso up and to get the heavy pink duvet off of me. With each bounce of my head the humiliating and irritating feeling of my wigs low ponytails slapping around. Eventually and while clenching my butt hole as tight as I could, the duvet was mostly off my body. Next came a manoeuvre which felt like super spy precision but im sure in fact was more pathetic looking than anyone could dream. While my stomach angrily gurgled I would both sit up and attempt to swivel on my heavily padded ass, swinging the legs of the sleep sack toward the edge of the bed, despite being in the middle of the massive super king size pink 4 poster bed I would use my heels and bend my knees to drag my ass to the edge of the bed.

Next came the stupidest decision I could possibly have made. I mean even if I could somehow stand up with crawl booties on… how was I removing the restraining belt keeping my arms from being useful? The timer lock set for god knows how long? The tied on mittens under the sleepsack mittens? Not to mention getting the diapers off without daddy stopping me?…. All rational questions that a grown man desperate to not shit himself while dressed in a demoralising manner such as this was willing to completely ignore in the pursuit of freedom. And so I would scooch my bum and jump off the bed onto my sleepsack and crawl bootie trapped feet. For a moment… only a mere moment mind you, I managed to stand on my tippy toes like a ballerina and even turned to face the bottom of the bed toward the door. However moments do, this one passed quickly, feeling pain in my toes I would Lose my balance.

Falling forward and with no ability to put my arms out to brace myself I would fall hitting my forehead off the hard wooden bedframe, sharp pain rushed to my forehead as I landed face down next too the bed. Rolling onto my back away from the bed I fell blood running down my forehead and instantly tears filled my eyes again…. In that moment of weakness my ass would relax and into my diapers would explode a warm, gloopy and fowl smelling shit! Feeling it spread itself across my ass and between my legs too my crotch toward my cage I admitted defeat… abandoning any sense of reason or control I began to scream and whale for my Daddy like a baby. Genuine fear and upset ripped through me as I wondered whether my crys would be heeded or whether leaving me on the floor like this was simply to be another step in my demoralisation.

However to my surprise the door would unlock and I would be blinded as someone entered and turned on the ceiling light which I was now staring at. Hurrying over to me, Daddy and Cynthia crouched at either side of me, opening my tear filled eyes my breath trembled and I sniffled as I looked into daddy’s face expecting Anger. To my surprise I was met with genuine concern on his face, sliding an hand under my head he guided my head onto his lap and gently stroked the top of the bonnet that was pathetically tied on my head. “Cynthia, go grab the first aid kit please, Jade needs that head wound tidied up!” Daddy said authoritatively as I watched a total naked Cynthia nod and walk out of the room, it was in that moment that my cage tightened trying to smother the erection of seeing such a stunning woman naked that I realised…. Slowly shifting my focus back to daddy I once again was mortified as there right next to my head lay daddy’s large flaccid cock.

BeforeI could even begin to pull away or struggle daddy began to speak softly too me, “Im so sorry princess, this is all daddy’s fault…”. ‘Finally! Now you see all these layers and restraints were overkill! Good now can you get me out of them!’ I thought as daddy took pause. Continuing softly he added “its all my fault for pushing you to be too independent and too free to move around so early. You’re still just a diaper dependent little girl and to allow you such movement around that bed was stupid of me! I knew I should have had you tightly and safely secured to the bed with those bed restraints Reverend Imelda recommended.” My eyes widened in disbelief, ‘TOO MUCH FREEDOM!!! Seriously!!! The only pieces of skin not completely covered by about six layers is my face!!” I thought in a mix of outrage and fear. But at that the birthday suit Cynthia returned, crouching down next to me she retrieved wipes and a small bottle from the first aid kit. “Lucky for Sissy Jade, I’m a Paediatrician. But thats too big a word for such a little girl, it means I’m a childrens doctor. So I can reassure daddy here that this is just a superficial cosmetic wound, once cleaned up I’ll pinch it back together and seal it with medical superglue!” Cynthia explained as her voluptuous breasts jiggled in my face. Proceeded to do as she said, a piece of me found myself kind of gutted at not needing to go to hospital, maybe there I could have convinced someone to help me. As Cynthia finished dealing with my head, Daddy would evilly press his hand on my crotch and squish, pushing the now cold gloopy shit around my groin. The feeling made me want to rip everything off just to get that horrible feeling off my skin, “nope, seems like the laxatives and diuretics i put in your dinner havent quite fully emptied your bowels in here… no changes till the morning then.” Daddy cooed ‘Laxatives!! Diuretics!!?? You bastard!!!’ I thought as Cynthia packed up the first aid cut, but not before humiliating me by showing me the bow shaped, Disney’s Minnie mouse inspired band aid 🩹 which she stuck over my now sealed wound.

At that to my surprise Daddy would Hoist me up into his arms as he stood up. Once again held in a princess carry I asked through the pacifier as best I could “hare Aaaa oooo Aaachhing eee oww?” To which Daddy responded, “for tonight, since your bed clearly is not safe, You’ll sleep in bed with mommy and daddy tonight!” To which my cage once again smothered a humiliation induced erection. Why!? Why was he doing this! Surely he wanted to torture me! As I was carried into daddy’s bedroom I was in awe of its sleek black and gunpowder grey modern aesthetic, so masculine and confident in its design. A complete and total contrast to what was now to be considered my room. Carrying me over to the massive super king size bed Daddy would place me down smack in the middle of the bed, he and Cynthia would then laugh and flirt with each other before Cynthia lay down to my left. Pressing her body against my sleepsack imprisoned for and her breast right next to my head I begun to wonder whether I’d been deliberately positioned lower in the bed than Cynthia. At that Daddy entered the ensuite bathroom and I heard the shower start up, and with that Cynthia’s hand would begin to gently caress my cheek, “did you try to escape and do that to your head because hearing real adults have sex made you feel pathetic and inadequate? Thats hilarious! Im gonna be honest with you sissy… I’m gonna try convince your daddy that from now on you should be in a crib in the room when we’re having sex since you are clearly too young and ill behaved to be left alone~” in a moment of frustration and humiliation I forgot about my restraints and attempted to swat her hand away from my face however all I could manage was a small jarring motion which simply made Cynthia stop and go silent for a moment before bursting into laughter.

After the shower sound stopped I would hear a phone ringing and daddy answering it in the bathroom, unfortunately through the wig, the bonnet and being smooshed into Cynthia I was unable to clearly make out the conversation. When daddy re-entered he would lay down naked but at least clean, on the opposite side from me than Cynthia. Rolling toward me to look over my head at Cynthia I was disgusted feeling his huge cock slap against my the thigh region of my sleepsack. Mortified by all that was happening I watched daddy and Cynthia talk. “Looks like my little jadey bear has a playdate tomorrow, that boy from the church apparently! How exciting!! My beautiful little girl attracting boys already” Daddy said to Cynthia as she simply giggled and laughed. As daddy spoke I was unable to stop from peeing into my shit piss and cum filled diaper, ‘boy? Oh god? Who does he mean? That disgusting pervert that hump me to orgasm in his diapers? Or the beautiful woman forced to be a baby boy?!!’ I thought.

At that daddy would kiss my forehead before rolling me over onto my side so my face was nuzzled in his chest and I felt his huge cock press against my crotch, Cynthia then shuffled in tight to my back pressing her huge breasts against the back of my neck so that they could lie foreheads touching. Never in my life had I felt so unbelievably humiliated, emasculated and weak… and yet so desperate to orgasm as much cock ached in its cage. Eventually as the lights turned off I was helpless but to simply fall asleep cradled between my new caregivers…. Dreaming of what hell awaited me on my playdate.

[princessrazzledazzle]

My Random Twisted Wonderland Headcanons

Riddle: Doesn’t only love strawberries because of the taste, but also because they’re sorta shaped like little red hearts and it reminds him of love. The love his parents never gave him, but he dreams of all the time, the love of his close friends, and romantic love. He’s secretly a hopeless romantic.

Trey: The reason he has glasses is because he used to stare into the light thing they have above you on the dentist chair on purpose.

Cater: Was into animation memes and musicals at one point. Still watches them from time to time, especially if ones trending.

Ace: Loves car racing games, whether it be a random free mobile game, arcade game, even on roblox. Used to want to be a race car driver when grew up.

Deuce: Would eat autozone seafood boil, then get collared by Riddle for one, being stupid enough to consume food from autozone of all places, and two, stinking up the entire dorm for 3 hours straight.

Leona: Likes being scratched behind the ears when he’s feeling sad or sleepy, only Ruggie knows about this though as one time he did it just to tease him when they were younger, and REFUSES to let Leona live it down. Leona lets Ruggie scratch his ears in exchange for never telling another soul about it.

Ruggie: Once stole and drank an entire can of whip cream in one sitting and got really sick to the point he was throwing up for days. He vows to do it again someday.

Jack: Secretly loves plushies and would openly collect them if wasn’t so invested in being a “tough guy”. He has a few as gifts from his family members and he cherishes them, he even sleeps with them sometimes.

Azul: Had a itty bitty crush on Ariel when he was little, he used to read picture books of the benevolent Sea Witch just to look at the illustrations of Ariel.

Jade: Likes to debone animals for fun, whether it’s a land animal, sea animal, big, or small, he’s gonna catch it and he WILL debone it. He’s slightly ashamed of this hobby however.

Floyd: Slightly jealous of Jade because he’s seen as the “sane” twin, and even though most people avoid both of them like the plague, he can tell they feel more at ease with Jade and it makes him sad. He tries to control himself and act “normal” every once in a while, but he can’t help but to be a weirdo, he doesn’t know how to mask himself like his twin does.

Kalim: Had a pet viper that he found in his back yard one day and decided to keep because it reminded him of Jamil. He would even dress it up to look like Jamil and everything and swore it could talk, claiming it sounded just like Jamil. The snake ran away btw.

Jamil: Hates most cartoons because Kalim used to and still does force him to binge watch them with him. When they were little, Kalim used to cry if he didn’t, so now he has slight ptsd.

Vil: Accidentally gave himself a weak stomach due to his strict diet of only healthy stuff, and can barely eat a ice cream cone or a cheeseburger without getting bad stomach aches.

Rook: Was one of those people that had two costumes for halloween so they could go around the neighborhood twice and get more candy. He went as Neige first then Vil every year till he got enrolled in Night Raven.

Epel: Collects horse figures, not mlp just regular horses, He keeps them in a box where no one can find them because they’re “unmanly”. He doesn’t really play with the horses, but he does have names and personalities for them.

Idia: Likes magical girl animes, but too afraid to admit it to anyone, even online. He knows that if he does he’ll get called a gooner, he kinda is and he doesn’t need even more people thinking that about him as half of NRC already does. He genuinely likes those animes and loves all the cool weapons and transformation scenes, though he finds them a little repetitive.

Ortho: Is really into pokémon because he wanted to watch anime just like his big brother as something to bond over. Occasionally he’ll beg Idia to somehow install pokémon go into his programming, Idia always says no.

Malleus: Likes having his horns petted and wishes he could have them pet more often. The only people who would were his mother, grandmother, Silver when he was little, and Lilia. Lilia is the only one who still pets him from time to time, mostly when he’s had a bad day or falling asleep.

Lilia: Really into those mlg memes, the doritos and mountain dew shit, and will randomly yell “OOH BABY A TRIPLE” or “MOM GET THE CAMERA” to spook people. He thinks it’s hilarious.

Silver: A really good singer, but only Lilia, Malleus, and Sebek know because they caught him a few times on accident. Silver is incredibly embarrassed of it and made them swear to never tell anyone else.

Sebek: Has a secret passion for art, he’s not very good at it and most of his drawings look pretty goofy as if a first grader drew them, but he’s proud of them, Despite that, he never let anyone go near his sketchbook, especially his liege, claiming it’s just a book about how great Malleus is.

[yanderes-galore]

may I request a yandere concept for James Sunderland in DBD?٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

Here's the mentally unstable and depressed blonde. But in DBD. I reread the previous stuff I did for him to try and help me write him how I did before.

I'M SO MAD THE SILENT HILL 2 REMAKE ISN'T FOR XBOX YET! 😭

Here's some prompts I did for him.

Here's some Tarot HCs I did for him.

Yandere! James Sunderland (DBD) Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Delusional behavior, Murder mentioned, Jealousy, Projections, Possessive behavior, Guilt, Depression, Mentions of suicidal thoughts, Attempted murder on Darling mentioned, Denial, Manipulation, James plays victim, Forced affection mentioned, Forced relationship.

Honestly, having him as a yandere in his original universe is already bad enough.

James comes from a pretty tough place in his life.

After the death of his wife, he went to Silent Hill for either answers or clarity...

Then all of a sudden he's here, in an entirely new hell where he has to face creatures and killers beyond comprehension.

I've said this in previous posts about him, but James is extremely delusional and mentally unstable.

This is a man who killed his wife while she was dying in the hospital.

He's a man plagued with depression and has thought of ending it quite a lot.

When it comes to his obsession, he most likely sees you like he did with Mary, his wife.

He's often tormented by how much you remind him of her (regardless of gender).

This makes James conflicted enough as is.

At first, James doesn't want to admit he's falling for you.

He doesn't believe he deserves to be loved or even feel love again.

He feels panicked when he feels his cheeks warm or his chest beat faster.

He tells himself you don't even mean to make him feel this way.

You're just helping him survive, you're a survivor.

The only reason you help him is to benefit yourself.

Yet he's over here getting all bothered because you're paying attention to him.

He's pathetic and he knows it.

Despite his denial, he still feels his feelings getting stronger.

He falls fast due to how unstable he is.

Deep down James wants to chase how you make him feel.

He wants you to drown him in your everything, to make him forget about Mary.

He craves your kisses, warmth, hold, all of it.

He wants that so bad, he doesn't care how wrong any of it is.

He wants you to help him cope, but none of it is healthy.

He doesn't deserve to feel possessive or jealous.

He doesn't deserve you.

Yet isn't it human nature to want something you can't have?

James is unpredictable, always too deep in his delusions and hallucinations.

Now's not the time for any of that... You need to survive.

Unfortunately... James can't ignore the envy he feels forever.

He's aware he's a horrible person, a monster probably just as bad as all the others here.

Yet he craves you like you're his sanctuary.

James gets irritable when he sees you with other survivors.

He sometimes even hates how Mary seems to haunt him in your features.

James can never seem to cope properly.

His poor obsession is often a victim of this.

James tends to cling to his obsession.

He's either always following you or trying to pull you into tight hugs.

He's a possessive man, always muttering and asking you to forgive him.

He knows he shouldn't be doing any of this, he should leave you alone.

Yet he continues his actions, often pleading for you to forgive him until someone pries him off.

James has frequent unstable thoughts.

He plots how to harm or get rid of other survivors, even if they'll just come back.

There's even some brief delusional thoughts he has about Mary, making him target you.

It's terrifying when he pins you to a tree, hands around your neck as he calls you 'Mary'.

You're scared to die, even if it doesn't matter in this place.

James has no morals, not anymore.

James is aware of his failing mental state.

In fact... He knows how to use it.

James knows he should be ashamed of playing victim... but...

It gets you to play attention to him.

If James opens up to you, something he usually hates doing, he can garner your pity.

If he tells you about his depression... his darker thoughts... you'll comfort him.

You won't pay attention to anyone else if he steals your attention, right?

He doesn't care if he's manipulating you.

Your eyes are on him... you're holding him... you're comforting him...

He hopes you'll let him kiss your lips too, he wants to taste you.

James is a pathetic man who can't figure out what he wants.

He wants you to tend and care for him, to make him forget about Mary.

At the same time he views your presence as torture, only able to see Mary in you.

James isn't sure how much he can take.

Maybe this really is hell.

Maybe you're meant to be his torment, a worse torment compared to all the monsters in this place.

James hates it at times... but you're all he ever wants.

He's addicted to you, no matter how violent it makes him.

The others know him as a liability.

But he needs you.

Every kiss and ounce of affection... He takes it.

Even if you didn't want to give it.

James is a pathetic and selfish man.

He used to deny that, but he knows it now.

James would do anything to keep you to himself.

Manipulation, murder, it doesn't matter in the end really...

James just needs you, dead or alive...

You're his only way to cope.

[clarisse0o]

The Mayor - Chapter 45

Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle

Alternate Universe: Mayor and Architect

Words: 600

Masterlist

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I stood there, facing her, looking into her blue eyes. Those blue eyes that had alternately frozen me, destabilized me, enchanted me, excited me…  

I held the revelation in my hands, ready to strike.  

Everything blurred in my mind—all that she and I had been through—flashing before me in mere seconds.  

My throat was dry; I felt sick to my core.  

What kind of person had I become? Ready to use a private message as a pretext to ruin her?  

How had I sunk to this level of revenge? At that moment, I didn’t recognize myself. I was ashamed—this wasn’t me.  

An oppressive silence filled the room, everyone waiting for my response that wasn’t coming.  

“I… uh…”  

I caught Alexia’s worried gaze.  

Lucy was staring at me too, her eyes filled with dread.  

“I… uh… need a five-minute break; I’m not feeling well…”  

I stammered. Everyone froze in confusion.  

A scheduled break was set for five minutes later, so the moderator decided to move it forward.  

I fled to the restroom, feeling disconnected from reality.  

Philippe followed me, concerned, asking what was wrong.  

“I can’t do it, Philippe. What have I become? Leaking private messages?”  

I was sobbing uncontrollably.  

He hugged me, and I think he understood then what Lucy might mean to me, even without knowing the full story. But he said nothing, silently acknowledging my pain.  

“If you’re this upset, Ona, we can still switch your spot…”  

I responded:  

“You wouldn’t hold it against me?”  

“You’re an amazing running mate, Ona, and I want you here with all my heart. But you’re clearly unhappy deep down. So, stay supportive, and we’ll let Julie step up in your place. When you rejoin the debate, just say you’ve got an incredible opportunity abroad that will keep you away from the city for a while…”  

That’s what I needed to do: step back from this election that was consuming me. I loved being involved, but one name echoed relentlessly in my head: Lucy.  

I hadn’t wanted to admit it to myself, but tonight, I’d lost my composure. This had gone too far.  

When the debate resumed, I spoke, deeply emotional, my eyes still red.  

“Apologies for earlier—I was overwhelmed. I love this team I’ve worked with so tirelessly over the past weeks. But I’ve been offered an incredible opportunity abroad for a few months, and it wouldn’t be fair to get elected knowing I can’t fully commit to my responsibilities. So, I’m stepping down, though I’ll remain supportive. This team is unstoppable!”  

The audience laughed lightly.  

“This has been an extraordinary experience with an amazing team. I wish Julie Decours the best as she steps into my role and Philippe Arous as our future mayor!”  

The room applauded. It was done—I had officially left the stage. There was no turning back.  

Alexia was the first to hug me silently, clearly relieved.  

Then her gaze hardened. I turned to see why.  

Lucy was standing behind me.  

“Don’t go!” she said firmly.  

“It’s time to close this chapter…”  

I moved closer to her, and she led me to a quiet corner of the room, away from prying eyes.  

“Why did you do it, Ona?”  

She looked stunned.  

“I’m tired of this war between us. It’s over. I’m done.”  

She stared at me now, standing in the shadows.  

“I don’t want it to be a war…”  

She moved closer to kiss me, placing her hand on my back.  

I pushed her away.  

“Lucy, it’s over. I’m done.”  

[ncthcnielmcrshcll]

"Well... I suppose being in a relationship brings a certain sort of perspective to it but also just knowing you, I do feel somewhat protective." He wasn't ashamed to admit. "You're too good to allow someone bad to take advantage of you, so yes, I will be vetting all prospects carefully." Nathaniel admitted with a little laugh. Still, he raised an eyebrow at the explanation for what happened next. "Well, that sounds like it went well for you. Still, stop with the whole 'they are so much better than me' thing. I'll never know where you got that impression from."

"You're starting to sound like what I imagine an overprotective dad would sound like," she snorted, making that comment since she'd grown up with two mums. "I suppose I can't argue with that," Sam sighed when he'd pointed out that she was a lover not a fighter. Not to mention she was really not confrontational in nature. "Well I felt so guilty I bought him a cookie and gave it to him with an apology when I'd crossed paths with him again," Samantha explained. "And then he said I could make it up to him with a kiss. So like... I might've flaked out originally but he still kissed me in the end. Merlin, Nate. I don't think I've ever been kissed by anyone as out of my league as that guy is."

[wolfsong-the-bloody-beast]

I like how he doesn't beat around the bush here. Neve teases him a bit, telling him, "Rook's good for you," because she's caught him smiling to himself, and not for the first time, it sounds like, and he doesn't hesitate for a second to say, "Yeah, true."

[saragrosie]

As promised, incredibly stupid s4-5 drawings

[agostise]

he got sooo dramatic after getting to date mo smh

[redteethed]

Nil didn't watch the whole time, turning his gaze back to the fire. However close or far the approach was, whether anything was said after, that would all be up to Sylverian. He had to admit, though, the noble sitting within easy arm's reach of him was a surprise. It being a decent or an irritating one remained to be seen - but not being immediately reached for was a good sign.

Kaanti? Nil hadn't heard anything from her but a couple quiet whickers and huffs. Though, didn't some people who practiced magic have spells to communicate with animals? Josekk and Attah had sometimes mentioned them, usually when they lost a race, thinking that such a spell could give them an edge over him at last. Maybe Sylverian knew that magic; nobles had a lot of tutors, after all.

What the reason for cutting off was, Nil could only make yet another guess.

When their eyes met again, his gaze wasn't coldly sharp like before. Instead, amber glints of firelight caught in clear grey, underscoring the patient set of his painted visage. Sylverian seemed to have a lot on his mind, with the sort of cowed expression that made Nil more willing to listen.

Apparently, the silence had given the noble time to think. Or, silence to his ears anyway, alongside whatever private conversation was had with Kaanti. Sylverian's words didn't sound recited or begrudging, just sincerely considerate and ashamed. Proving me wrong, again.

"...I'd be a hypocrite if I didn't give someone else a second chance," Nil replied, after a little mulling on his answer. "Not when they open up to it, and take the first step." A beat, then a light chuckle. "Knew you had a good brain under all that pretty hair." He hadn't known for sure, yet he preferred to treat people like they did have such a mind on first meeting. When he could.

Kaanti's head raised again, still watching sidelong. Her relaxed demeanor was enough to show she believed his admission of understanding. She only knew what fragments her Star-eyes had whispered on roaming nights like this one. And it was not her story to tell, even when she could be understood by Lost-bird's magic.

A soft breath from her nose and another swish of her tail spoke to her affirmation, and approval, of the name she'd been given.

You would. Though the concept of owing debts was somewhat strange to her, she knew it mattered to most two-legs. Heed my words, and you need give me nothing else.

Nil felt Sylverian's stare prickling his neck, and he tugged up the scarf around it a little before glancing over one shoulder. He'd expected to meet a miserable, sullen glare - but it seemed to him that the stretch of silence might've given Sylverian time to reflect. Or at least, to calm down. Even so, Nil watched a moment longer to be sure that gentler look wasn't something meant to be hidden.

Only after did he tip his head toward the campfire in wordless invitation. His best guess was, Sylverian wanted the fire's warmth but didn't know or didn't want to ask aloud. He wouldn't have coaxed on his own, but saw no good reason to refuse the man either.

[octoir]

tomarry hot take: I actually don’t think Harry would even come close to defeating Tom in a duel

I think he COULD come close, with extreme levels of training and practice, but that classic “step into DADA and whoop Tom’s ass” scene? guys…I have something to confess.

Tom’s a fucking nerd.

he’s studied and practiced dark magic for years. he’s canonically regarded by DUMBLEDORE as the most brilliant student to ever walk through Hogwarts. Tom would DESTROY him.

imho the real fun of tomarry comes from the subsequent arc of Harry training to defeat him, and then actually coming close, and THEN Tom starts to become intrigued bc who the fuck is this semi-competent little shit?? and why is he now thinking about him all the time??

[quantum1mmortality]

Why is Jimmy kinda.. just a little bit...

[lameow-l]

GAMING IS MY SON AND IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO HIM IM GONNA KILL EVERYONE IN THIS ROOM AND THEN MYSELF!!

LOOK AT HIM HES SO CUTE

i still have hope in getting the other boys too

its ok they can be a band or smth.. at least then gaming wouldn’t have to be so disappointed in people not hiring him bc he’s just having fun with his boys…

[lured-into-wonderland]

Their faces inches apart. His eyes sparkling. The light conversation they so easily indulge in. It seems more and more like an actual date; two persons, who really want to be together, and not just fated into a marriage of convenience. Nunnally almost wishes Sea leans a bit closer to close the gap between them. What would she do, if he tries to kiss her?

She knows it’s unlikely. He is probably too much of a gentleman to try it in their situation, but she suddenly realizes she wouldn’t be completely against it. Is he a good kisser? Has he kissed many girls?

-- What odd thoughts you are having, Nunnally!; she scolds herself. He surely did. They are not taken from the historical romance book, and even if they were, it wouldn’t change that much. --

Meat; he says. Well, Nunnally is not really fond of meat, but she isn’t to complain (she never does anyway). And it’s more about learning about him, than revealing her own (hidden) preferences, which don’t matter to anyone. Nunnally still doesn’t look at the menu. This is supposed to be a good place, so they surely would serve the basics: --

“How about confit de canard or perhaps boeuf bourguignon? Would that be to your liking?” – she enjoys how Sea teases back – “But you choose the wine.” – a small demand, but a serious one as well. And then Nunnally laughs again. She likes his description of herself so much.

“Am I such an open book for you?” – she asks; her voice a mixture of playfulness (that Nunnally isn’t even trying to hide) and some more serious undertones – “Classic, but with an edge.” – that what she is; that is how she likes to think about herself. Just no-one before has managed to put it so elegantly into words. She enjoys his natural elegance. The easiness in which it comes to him.

She even enjoys how he flirts with her. Because that is what Sea is doing. She’s not going to pretend she doesn’t notice. She does and she does enjoy it. It’s not the first time she is being flirted with: --

“Oh well of course. A good wife should knows her husband’s…preferences.” – this is of course not what she literally means, but Nunnally is oddly relaxed. She is sure Sea does understand.

“Almost…” – she laughs – “Is 'almost' good enough then?” – she leans forward to again create that intimacy between them – “Yes, Sea, I am trying to figure you out.” – it’s more like a whisper, but she isn’t ashamed to admit that. Nunnally reaches her hand and covers his with it – “I think it’s important…”

“…we get to know each other...better.”

“I’ve been imagining our first meeting after all these years…” – she’s not even sure where this confession is coming from (and why) – “But there you were giving me flowers…” – she laughs; and your mother has not surprised us with the ‘moving to Sea’s idea'.

Sea watches her closely as she speaks, the soft restaurant lighting casting a delicate glow over her features. There's something captivating about Nunnally—her elegance isn't just in how she looks, but in the way she moves, the way she speaks. Feminine, refined, the kind of woman his parents always imagined he'd marry. But tonight, she feels like more than that. The way she laughs, the way she teases—it’s not what he expected, and he finds himself enjoying it far more than he thought he would.

When she leans in to mirror his posture, their faces just inches apart, he catches a subtle, floral scent from her perfume, light but memorable. His heart gives a quiet, unexpected beat.

“Meat,” he answers with a confident grin, his voice low and smooth. “Definitely meat.” His eyes flicker to hers, amused by her little game. Her laugh, light and genuine, draws a smile from him that he doesn’t even try to hide.

As she teases him about wine, he lets out a soft chuckle.

“‘Boring’? Not at all. I’d say you have impeccable taste,” he replies, his eyes narrowing playfully. “Dry red suits you. Classic, but with a little edge.” His gaze lingers on her, admiring the way her blue eyes sparkle when she’s amused.

When she brings up coffee, he leans back, his smile widening.

“Black coffee, huh? That’s bold,” he teases, eyes dancing with amusement. “But I like it.” He pauses for a moment, then adds, “I drink coffee too... but I try to keep it to just one a day.” He chuckles softly, giving her a playful look. “I’m more of a tea guy, actually.”

Seeing her surprised expression, he leans in again, lowering his voice like he’s sharing a secret.

“So, you did almost figure me out,” he murmurs, his eyes locking with hers. “But you got me there.” The playful glint in his gaze softens into something more sincere.

“But I like that you’re trying to figure me out,” he adds quietly. “Just like I’m trying to figure you out.”

[xxplastic-cubexx]

do u think either charles or erik had trouble coming to terms with their love for one another?? like religious guilt, internalized homophobia, etc.

Many such cases really … not hard to imagine them dealin with that …