#bro watch me edit this tomorrow when I wake up and realize I was half asleep writing this-

[robo-milky]

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Nicknames:

Brittle Star (Floyd) | Monsieur Fontaine (Rook) | Mr. Leikata/Leikata-sensei (Idia) | Lei (Neige)

Bio:

Leikata is an expressive boy who’s always honest to himself. Whenever he feels happy, sad, or angry, his body’s natural reaction is to tear up. As a result, his peers mistook him for an irrational crybaby. Contrary to this, Leikata is someone who can speak clearly and calmly in tears. Additionally, he’s gained a reputation for being a “pretty cryer”. This does not make Leikata ashamed, he instead embraces it as a natural side of him. Leikata believes it’s best to let loose and go with the flow, than bottling everything up. Moreover, Leikata’s heart bleeds as much as he cries. Leikata is not just sensitive to his feelings, but others’ as well. If he feels like he did something wrong, he will gladly admit and bring attention to it, even if the other party can’t care less. This is also the reason Leikata can’t lie, the guilt would have eaten him alive.

Core values -> Honesty + Peace

Background:

Leikata’s father is a renowned artist in Twisted Wonderland, known for his craftsmanship of using purely paper to make masterpieces. As a result, Leikata followed his father’s footsteps and became somewhat of an apprentice, working under him for exhibitions and galleries. At the age of 12, Leikata discovered his own UM, “Paper Plans”, and started to surpass his father when it came to crafts, via magic. Out of respect for his father’s value of traditional crafts, Leikata branched off to do his own shows and viewings, by joining the scenes of paper theatres and stop-motion. His personal works are niche among the art community, but he’s been getting more attention through collaborations with others.

Notable Thoughts: Leikata’s

“Silver’s the best! He is my first friend in Night Raven College. …Why? Because he was the only student who wasn’t intimidating.”

“Kalim is a surprisingly good person to vent to, if you ever need it. He always knew how to pick me right up, and sometimes he’d even cry with me.”

“Vil is truly the fairest of them all! Well… maybe not when he’s chewing me out for flunking potionology, haha…”

“When Rook is not keeping an eye on Epel, it becomes my job to keep an eye on him. I’ve tried so hard to teach him how to differentiate between the dessert spoons, but he still doesn’t get it…”

“Lilia’s wears a sun-blocking visor when he has P.E.; I wonder if I should get that too.”

Notable Thoughts: Others’

“I thought I had offended Master Leikata when I talked to him the other day, but apparently his eyes are sensitive to sunlight. That makes me wonder how much of his tears are real…” - Cloche

“Leikata brings such life and energy to the Board Game Club, even going so far as to make customized game pieces for us, and animating them in front of our eyes. He’s so creative, turning chips into something so avant-garde. …Surely, they must be worth quite a lot under his name.” - Azul

“I don’t get why Vil wants me to be like Leikata so bad… All that pansy does is cry.” - Epel

“I can’t believe Azul invited Mr. Leikata— THE Leikata who was part of the stop motion for one of the biggest current blockbuster anime OPs of all time, to the BG club—! What was he thinking?!” - Idia

“I wonder how Lei how is doing, after he animated the credits of my last film. I was hoping we could catch up some time, after he moved.” - Neige

Extras/Trivia:

- Light magic user

- Leikata’s hair used to be long and symmetrical, until Rook burned it part of it by accident during a science lab.

- Leikata’s favourite food, stargazy pie, is banned from the Pomefiore dining hall for life.

- Pomefiore is generally very protective and coddling of Leikata. Not necessarily because they’re scared of him getting hurt, but because of the potential danger that is his UM.

- One of Leikata’s past times in Pomefiore is doing puppet shows in the lounge. Students of other dorms drop by sometimes to watch.

- Leikata’s anime/manga/gaming collabs are essentially the TWST equivalent of JJBA x Gucci/Louvre

Full Sprite:

[happygirl2oo2]

Fence: Striking Distance fanart I'd love see made

Please, I can't draw but I need those in my life so badly, and no this list has no order really so do whatever

Harvard and Aiden's fair date (bonus points if you include Aiden's years of dreaming of it as well)

Seiji and The Bros (any scene of your pick)

Harvard on his motorcycle (bonus points if it includes his leather jacket that he literally bought for "practicality", god I love him)

Harvard and Aiden's first time meeting as kids back in kindergarden (bonus points if that includes the full scene with Harvard being Best Boy even as a 5 year old)

The (failed) trust falls scene

Harvard and his mom (I'd take anything, really, but bonus points maybe if it's their talk after he realized he's been in love with Aiden all this time 'cause he told Aiden when he came back that that's what he did)

The scene of Seiji in the lines "He walked off, a stern, remote presence among the joyful crowd. A guy hopping on one foot almost crashed into him. On reception of a chilling glance from Seiji, he decided to throw himself upon the floor instead."

That scene of Harvard and Aiden in the hospital as kids when Harvard's dad was sick and Aiden came back after he was forced to leave 'cause he "want[ed] to be with Harvard"

Aiden and Rosita (possible ideas for it- her singing to him as a kid, the scene of them in the parking lot...)

The 'steaks run in the woods' scene

Aiden picking out his outfit for his fair date with Harvard (he canonly told Harvard that he just bought that for their date, but boy's been dreaming about this date, in detail, for years ok, so you better believe that either he had this outfit tucked away and saved for that occasion only in the hopes that it might happen and he couldn't tell Harvard that OR that he was so excited he really went shopping to get the perfect outfit for his dream date with Harvard, and I'd take a drawing of either version you want 'cause I love them both)

'Nicholas giving Seiji his fixed watch' scene

Harvard and Aiden's first time to Kings Row

"What are you doing tonight?" "Being heterosexual? Or.. maybe not?" scene

Harvard and Aiden in the rain under one coat (Harvard mentioned that it's been happening constantly since they were 10, so bonus points if if it's them, like this, over the years, eventually ending with the scene of it in the fair date)

Harvard taking care of sick Aiden

Dante being Done® with the fence team (scene to your choosing, there's a bunch)

The scene where Harvard and Aiden are being romantic while the others ignore them to focus on crime

Nickholas and Aiden's talk at the campfire

Harvard cooing over the picture Coach's baby nephew she showed him on her phone (happened in the first chapter, bonus points if you include "Aiden sneaked a glance at Harvard's glowing face and then smiled to himself" in the background)

In the same scene as the one the idea above is from, it was also mentioned that Harvard secretly collected videos of kittens and puppies being friends, so a drawing of that maybe..?

Harvard and Aiden's "Because it means nothing" scene (because apparently I'm not dead enough inside yet)

Seiji's first time at breakfast scene (Bonus points Nicholas lowkey stealing Dante's food, and extra bonus points if it includes the scene with "-the best looking guy in school, everyone agrees-"×"Wait, why are we suddenly talking about Seiji?")

Harvard and Aiden's first kiss

Harvard waking up Aiden in the morning (it's canonly said to happen a lot, so you can make it as you wish, but I have the scene if you want it for reference, and bonus points if it's them doing it over the years, starting with younger them doing it by phone like Harvard recalled and ending with it now with their room and shared bed in Kings Row. Additional bonus points if you also make the scene of him telling Aiden boring stories to help him fall asleep)

Follow up on the one above- if you end up just drawing that 'telling him boring stories to help him fall asleep' scene instead, then bonus points if Harvard starts the story with them both as kids, as he's canonly been doing it for years ever since their first sleepover, and ends it with them as they are now at their room in Kings Row

The scene with Seiji, Jesse and Aiden in the woods but the part where "“I knew it, I knew horrible things were happening at Kings Row,” Jesse muttered. He stopped tugging persuasively and pulled at Seiji’s wrist hard enough to hurt, so Seiji’s sleeve was disarranged and the dying light caught his watch. “And what ghastly object are you wearing on your wrist?!” “That’s my favorite watch,” Seiji snapped, and twisted his arm free."

Harvard and Aiden's first sleepover

The campfire scene, specifically the part in the lines "Nicholas made a grab for the big bag of marshmallows, despite Seiji’s attempts to foil him. He fought for possession of the bag while Harvard brought Aiden a drink from the cooler and Eugene protested loudly: “Watch the fire! Bros, I’m concerned you’re gonna actually fall into the huge roaring fire.”"

Aiden and Seiji little talk in the woods after they walked away from Jesse

Harvard and his mom's magazines

The night cook-in meet thing at Dante and Bobby's room (all parts of that scene are on the table but possible bonus points for the part where Harvard's smiling at a text from Neal and Aiden accidently knocks over the burner which sets the curtain on fire)

The campfire scene, the lines "Eugene reached out with hope for a fist bump. Seiji waved him away irritably. “You saw what happened with the weight lifters earlier. Do you think I am in the mood for more physical contact today?” “Understood, bro,” said Eugene, lowering his fist. “Catch you tomorrow, on another righteous teammate day! I think you’re all the best, bros!” Instantly his fist shot back up in position. Seiji gave Eugene a betrayed look. “It’s a reflex, bro,” Eugene assured Seiji. “I didn’t mean anything by it.” Seiji made a grouchy sound and moved closer to Nicholas for protection from fist bumps."

Harvard and Aiden's double date

The Nicholas and Seiji scene in the lines "Seiji clung to the curtain as if it was a security blanket and he was a big baby. "I need the curtain." "You need me," said Nicholas. Seiji Blinked. "What?" "You require my present?" Nicholas reminded him."

The two Harvard and Aiden Araté scenes, next to each other- the one in the Salle where they're fencing, kinda early in the book, and the one in their room with the last kiss, around the end of the book

Seiji seeing Dante trying to sit next to Nicholas and Nicholas telling him "hey, dude, no, I'm saving this seat for Seiji" before he come to the table and sat there

Harvard playing video games with his little cousin (he mentioned to coach, quite early in the book, that he did it occassionally)

Nicholas and the Bros at the fair

Seiji's chat with his dad (bonus points if you also drew the memory of Seiji as a kid that his dad brought up here)

The scene in the woods with Seiji, Jesse and Aiden, especially the lines "Aiden rolled his eyes. “Oh my God, there are three of them.” “There’s only one of me,” Jesse snapped. “I’m Jesse Coste.” He tossed his head up high. Seiji had seen other people quail when faced with half the fury currently gleaming in Jesse’s blue eyes or contained in the arrogant lift of his chin. “Don’t flip your hair at me, freshman,” Aiden sneered back. “I’m Aiden Kane.” Aiden shook back his own light, bright, curling hair from his face and looked down his nose at Jesse. “Who?” Jesse asked. “Ask some of the Exton boys,” Aiden drawled. “I don’t remember their names, but I guarantee you they’ll know mine.”"

Nicholas and Seiji moving the curtain scene

Eugene telling Nicholas about the prank (poor dude about to pass out while Nicholas is touched by it)

Harvard and Neal (mostly for Haiden angst in edits purposes to be honest 😬 But also 'cause Harvard is Best Boyfriend no matter who he's with and I kinda want to see it)

Seiji & Nicholas being Oblivious Freshmen

Aiden's coming out to Harvard when they were.. 15 I think it was(?) scene (it's been mentioned in Aiden's thoughts in the scene where Harvard comes out to him after his date with that girl), maybe? Idk

[theonlygamergost]

Reminder! Go to sleep~

This fic took me waaay more than I like to admit.

People in this fic: DreamWasTaken and GeorgeNotFound

(BadBoyHalo and SapNap are in the background)

Warning! This fanfiction was wrote respecting boundaries! This is not a ship post, i wrote this bc they are good friends caring for eachother!

Enjoy~

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Dream had a bad sleeping schedule, it wasn't a secret, but editing in the middle of the night was... easier? Better? He didn't really know... but it was the only time he edited. Meaning that sleep was often skipped or recovered during the day.

But we all know that the lack of sleep brings mood swings, and poor Dream was in the middle of one.

He and George were supposed to start streaming in about fifteen minutes,  but George wasn't dumb, he had realized Dream was acting differently.

"Dream? Are you sure you want to stream?" George spoke to his mic, waiting for a response from the empty headphones laid on top of his head.

"Of course I do! Why do you ask- What's the point of that question?" He was acting defensive and irritable towards the smallest things, "I don't know...You seem tired" He was also spacing out, Geroge could tell he lacked sleep, he knew him too well.

"Oh George- I'm fine ok?! Don't worry about me-"

User has joined the call

"Oh Bad! Please help me convince Dream to not stream! He's probably sitting on three hours of sleep!" " Only three hours?"

BadBoyHalo proceeded to enter big bro mode and tell off Dream about sleeping waaay less then he needed to, getting Dream to slowly give up.

"Fine fine I won't stream!... I'll just post on Twitter why I won't... God my subs are going to hate me..." "That's not true Dream! They'll understand, now go to sleep, ill call you tomorrow"

As George and BadBoy told Dream goodnight, George hit the live button. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dream was feeling down: His best friends just shooed him away and he was feeling lonely...

His cat noticed his bad mood and jumped onto his lap, he thought about laying in bed, but since the cat was here now, he wasn't going to move.

George was having a webcam steam, he, SapNap and BadBoy were in their world messing around.

Without him

He wasn't angry... He was just...sad? Left out? ...Something like that

As he was listening to the laughter of his friends, a donation came through, and the text to speech started: Hi George, first time donating and catching a stream, why is Dream not streaming? Did something happen?

George looked over at his second monitor and read the donation again in his head while making sure he didn't die by the zombie that approached him.

"Dream is not here because he didn't sleep a lot recently so I told him to go to sleep. Nothing happened, don't worry. He's my best friend and I can tell when he's tired. Hopefully, he'll join us next stream." He focused on turning the lava into obsidian, placing and picking up water without falling into the deadly liquid. "I'm..." he spaced out for a couple of seconds "I'm aware that streams without Dream are a bit more boring, but I prefer that he's well-rested and in a good mood than having him on stream sounding half asleep. Don't worry, after the stream ill call him and check up on him"

The other two who were whispering in the background didn't miss the chance to tease George.

"Oh! So you think we are not as "entertaining" as Dream huh George?!" SapNap spat out fake-annoyed, BadBoyHalo jumped on the tease-train too.

"Of course he would SapNap! If you had a Minecraft boyfriend too, you would find him more fun than us!"

George started studdering and tried to defend himself since also the chat now was spamming things like "Minecraft Boyfriend! Lol" or "Omg I ship it!!" and "Don't deny it, George, we know!". Making it more difficult for the British streamer.

Dream chuckled at the hilarious situation while caressing the small animal who was enjoying the warmth in his lap.

The chat didn't seem to be angry about the fact that he wasn't there so he decided to open twitter and see how his tweet was doing.

The replies we're all positive and supportive of his decision, the couple of toxic replies were automatically ignored by him since he was low-key used to them, he smiled at how his followers where so nice and worried about his health, also he giggled at the funny profile pictures and names some of the accounts had.

He decided to lay in bed and continue to watch the stream from his phone, his cat jumped off his lap and followed him.

~~~~~~~~~

The stream went on for another two hours but Dream fell asleep somewhere in between, he knew this of course by the fact that the ring coming from both his electronic devices woke him up.

He struggled to find his phone since he dropped it somewhere when he fell asleep and his earbuds were uncomfortably tangled, but he managed to pick up the call coming from George in time.

"Hello?"

"Geez, took you long enough to answer, I was about to give up... Wait- were you sleeping?"

"Yeah... I fell asleep while watching your stream..." he yawned and proceeded to hug the pillow lying next to him.

"You fell asleep while watching the stream?! BadBoy and SapNap were continuously screaming!" He sounded impressed, Dream wasn't at all.

"I guess I was very tired" he heard George's footsteps as he spoke

"You do sound tired-... You should stop pulling all-nighters just to edit, you don't have a deadline yknow" From the other end, two beeps made the boy react with an "Oh finally..."

"What are you doing?"

"Instant noodles" The sound of pouring water and something being ripped could be heard in the background " I'm hungry"

"Instant noo- You had those for lunch too!"

"Mhf-Sho what? Shey'r good" George took a munch on his pasta and spoke with his mouth full "Sthey arhe eashy to make ansh shtey are scheaps"

Dream laughed at how barely comprehensible his words were, and at how lazy George was. He knew how to cook simple stuff, yet he always "couldn't be bothered" or was "too tired" to cook actual food.

They chatted and laughed for a while, Dream laying comfortably on his bed and George happily eating his noodles. A moment of silence fell.

"Hey Dream?"

He hummed in reply

"I'm sorry for forcing you to not stream... But you sounded tired and... I didn't mean to make it sound like we were excluding you..." Dream smiled at how apologetic and sad his friend sounded.

"Don't worry, I figured you were doing it for me..."

Another silence.

"Hey George?"

It was his time to hum now.

"Thank you... "

"For what?"

"For everything you do for me"

"I'm just doing the same thing you do for me... You always tell me to go to bed and... You care about my died more than I do" Dream giggled.

"If someone should be thanking someone it should be me, thank you Dream for all the things you do for me... Even if you always kill me in the videos"

The moment was broken by Dream cockiness and they ended up laughing hard... Well, George was laughing, Dream was straight up impersonating a kettle, wheezing as he usually did.

"Ah... My stomach hurts!"

"Haha... Same!... Oh God..."

They gave each other a minute to calm down before going back to talking

"Wait- it is late for you Dream! Go to bed you idiot!"

"But I enjoy talking to youuu " he whined, he didn't want to sleep

"Same, but we can talk tomorrow ok? Just call me when you wake up, ok?

He emitted a sad noise George took as a "yes"

"Good night Dream, love you!"

He always said it off-camera, yet he never wanted to say it when they were recording. He still didn't understand why.

"...good night George, love you too"

But Dream appreciated him anyway.

[manuele-9]

Smut Miraculous

Before School Ends

 It was the last week of school before final exams were to begin, after which the students in Miss Bustier’s class would graduate and go their separate ways to university. It was a bittersweet feeling, though it was overridden by stress and anxiety about their exam results and the uncertainty of the future.

 To blow off some steam, Marinette was having a sleepover at Alya’s place, reminiscing and enjoying each other’s company while they watched a movie. Other students in their class had their own ways of dealing with stress. Chloé spent her father’s money, Ivan, Rose, and Juleka played in their band, Kim ran marathons, and Nathaniel drew.

 Marinette sighed. She wasn’t ready for school to end; she’d never con-fessed to Adrien, her relationship with Luka had gone nowhere, and she wasn’t sure about how to further her career in the fashion industry once she was in university.

 "Assuming I get in too" she mused dourly.

 Alya, Nino, and Adrien had already received their university acceptance letters. Alya was pursuing a future in journalism, undoubtedly aided by her past in running her Ladyblog. Nino was going into sound editing and videography, while Adrien planned on entering the sciences.

 Marinette couldn't help but feel left behind. She muffled a sigh grabbing a pillow and holding it to her chest.

 "What’s up, girl?" Alya asked sitting beside to her friend as she lifted a glass of orange juice.

 "Nothing. Just wondering about uni" she replied.

 Alya smiled sympathetically and reached out to comfort her, but as she transferred her glass to the other hand, her grip slipped and the orange juice spilling down her shirt and shorts.

 "Damn! It's cold!" she muttered peevishly getting up.

 That made Marinette chuckle. Usually those accidents happen to her. She was just about to fetch a towel when her friend started to undress. With a rapid movement of the arms, Alya removed her shirt making her naked breasts bouncing freely, then she bent over, hooked her thumbs to the sides of her shorts and pull them down. She hadn't worried about panties or bra.

 Alya used the dry parts of her clothes to wipe her skin, then resumed her seat on the couch to continue watching the movie, her soiled pajamas left in a heap on the floor.

 Stunned, Marinette gaped at her. She swallowed, then attempted to say something, but the words stuck in her throat. All she could do was stare at her best friend completely naked, her tanned skin caught in the light from the tv screen, looking soft and smooth.

 Totally surprised and unsure about what to do, Marinette raised her own glass of juice and drained it in three large gulps.

 Alya raised an eyebrow at her. "Are you okay? Let me get you a refill; I need one too since it's fallen on me"

 Picking up the two glasses, and her damp pajamas, Alya threw her clothes in the laundry, but instead of going to get dressed, she sauntering into the kitchen. Marinette watched her from the corner of her eye, she hadn't realized that her friend had become so...seductive. She could see her big breasts gently swaying up and down as she walked, her half-hard pink nipples, her rounded hips and flawless skin.

 "A D or a double D?" Marinette blushed and turned her head away, refusing to think about the size of her friend's breasts or how her skin would feel.

 But like a magnet, her gaze was pulled back to Alya’s naked figure. She was bent over in front of the fridge looking for something and unconsciously wiggling her ass to her friend, Marinette noticed that even it had grown bigger and firmer. Her eyes went down to her pussy and she licked her own lips as if she was looking at something delicious.

 Marinette turned to watch the movie, blushing deeply at her perverse thoughts, when she turned back around, Alya was much closer than she’d anticipated.

 She yelped. "Don’t sneak up on me like that"

 Alya tilted her head confused. "Is there a problem?"

 "Well, now that you mention it, you are walking around completely naked. Have you no shame?" she asked as her eyes running up and down her body.

 Alya laughed. "Why should I be ashamed? We’re the only ones here, and I haven’t got anything you don’t. But to answer your question, no, I don’t have any shame to be naked"

 With a wicked grin, Alya strutted to the glass door of the living room, threw it open and went out onto balcony, then she started to danced in the cool night air. Marinette stared at her bouncin breasts, her nipples hardening totally in the chill.

 "S-stop being gross" Marinette called from the couch. "You know the neighbours can see you, right?"

 In retaliation, Alya turned, bent over putting her hands on her knees and pushed her firm ass against the glass door. "Well I hope they enjoy the show"

 "I don’t want to look at your arse" Marinette said but she seemed hypnotized by the actions of her best friend.

 "How about this then?"

 Alya turn again, squeezed her breasts together and pushed them against the balcony door. She shivered a bit at the cold pane against her warm skin as her nipples and breasts flattening against it.

 Marinette swallowed hard. Alya dragged her tongue across her teeth with a leer and a lascivious wink, before laughing uproariously but she quieted down when she saw Marinette still on the couch, sitting rigidly straight, with wide, unblinking eyes and crimson cheeks.

 "C'mon Mari, don't make that face, I'm just kidding you. I’ll go put some clothes on"

 Letting herself back in, Alya skipped through the loungeroom and into her bedroom. She returned a minute later in an orange satin nightgown which barely covered her breasts and ass and her nipples were protruding provocatively against the fabric.

 "You call those clothes?" Marinette asked.

 "What can I say? There’s just too much sexiness here for mere clothes to contain" she answered with a shrug.

 Desperate to change the subject, and not think about her friend’s obvious decision to forego underwear, Marinette glanced around.

 "How about a video game?" she suggested, too quickly to be natural.

 "Sure" Alya answered taking two joypads.

 Marinette usually won easily at video games but Alya was lying on her stomach on the soft carpet in front of her. Her legs were open enough to give her a good view of her naked ass and pussy. Unsure if it was intentional or not.

 "How about we make the challenge more interesting?" Marinette asked after almost losing a round to Ultimate Mecha Strike.

 Alya turned her head toward her friend and narrowed her eyes. "Interesting, what do you have in mind?"

 "We make a bet. The loser will have to obey everything the winner will say for a whole day"

 Alya agreed but then held up a finger. "But I get to pick the game. It’d be too easy a victory for you otherwise"

 Marinette deflated. "Fine, handicap accepted. What game do you propose then?"

 "Super Smash Bros. Ultimate"

 "Seriously? Fine" she relented with poor grace.

 Despite Marinette’s trepidation, and Alya’s best effort, it was a decisive victory for Marinette. It was a fighting video game after all.

 Alya screamed in defeat throwing the joypad on the couch and turning on her back, her breasts exposed between the thin straps, and the hem of the nightgown riding up to her hips. "All right, you won. You now have twenty-four hours to do what you want with me. What are your orders, Mistress Marinette?"

 Feeling emboldened, Marinette pretended to think about her options. "For now, I think it’s bedtime. We still have school tomorrow. I’ll think of something in the morning"

 Alya appeared disappointed. "Very well. I’ll go and make a bed for you"

 Marinette waved her hand dismissively. "No need. I’ll share a bed with you"

 Alya smiled approvingly. "Yes, Ma’am"

 They crawled into bed, with Alya against the wall. Under the covers, Marinette slipped off her shorts and top, lying next to Alya in only her panties. It was cramped, and Marinette could feel all Alya’s soft curves pressing against her side. Marinette burrowed under the blankets and rested her head on her friend's shoulder

 "Leaving school is going to suck" Marinette mumbled sighing.

 "Then let’s make sure we go out with a bang"

 With that, Alya slid on top of her friend on all fours, and kissed her tenderly on her lips. Marinette gasped at first, then leaned up to kiss her back, her hands instinctively reaching around to hold Alya tight. Her skin was as soft, smooth and silky as she’d imagined, and incredibly warm while she caressed her waist up and down.

 Marinette quickly realized that her friend was naked under the sheets. She shivered when Alya’s tongue slid into her mouth, and feeling her hard nipples brushing against hers.

 "I didn’t know you were such a good kisser" Marinette uttered drunkenly.

 "You would’ve known a lot sooner if you weren’t so hung up on Adrien or Luka"

 "You were dating Nino" she pointed out.

 "And then I wasn’t. Girl, you’ve kept me waiting too long"

 "Ok, I get it, I’m sorry. Go to sleep now"

 Alya huffed a final laugh, then slid back to her place by the wall. She drifted off to sleep with her arms still loosely wrapped around her friend.

 Marinette caressed Alya’s hair, face, and waist trying to resist the temptation to jump on her and inspect every inch of her voluptuous body. Once she was sure Alya would remain asleep, she got up to rummage around in her closet.

 Just because they were now unofficially dating didn’t mean Alya was free of their bet.

    Marinette woke up first. Getting out of bed being careful not to wake Alya, she showered and dressed in a floral pink miniskirt and her usual white top, then headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

 She knew when Alya woke from the sound of closing door and running water in the bathroom. Marinette was plating up when the water shut off, and Alya was lured into the kitchen by the smell of fresh toast and omelettes.

 "Something smells good" she said.

 Marinette glanced at the tiny towel Alya had wrapped herself in. "I made breakfast, but first, you have a bet to make good on"

 Alya grinned impishly. "I suppose I do. What would you have me do, Mistress?"

 Marinette reached behind her to pick up a little but thick anal plug that she left resting on a handkerchief. "You have to wear this all day, along with the outfit I picked out for you. I left it on your chair"

 Alya placed a hand over her mouth in feigned shock. "Oh my goodness, how naughty of you. What an unexpectedly dirty mind you have"

 She then dropped her towel, turned around, bent over the benchtop, and wiggled her firm ass toward her friend. "Then put it in"

 Sucking in a deep breath, Marinette traced her fingertips down Alya’s back, staring at her still wet skin. With her other hand, she pressed the tip of the anal plug against Alya’s clit and pussy lips, and started rubbing it firmly until her juices flowed.

 "You’re already wet" she murmured.

 Humming in approval and agreement, Alya spread her legs a little more and arched her back.

 Marinette dragged the plug up, leaving a glistening trail from her pussy to her asshole. Alya moaned and shivered, her juices dripping down her inner thighs.

 Once the plug was properly lubricated, Marinette teased her tight hole, swirling the plug around and slowly dipping it in, admiring her asshole stretching around the foreign object before pulling it out. She repeated the process several times until Alya was quivering under her hands.

 "Are you ready?" she whispered.

 "God yes" Alya gasped pushing back her hips.

 Marinette held her friend’s left ass cheek open, then slowly inserted the plug. It went in with a slick noise, before her inner walls clenching around it, trapping it in place. Marinette flicked the flanged end, admiring the deep red colour of the plug against Alya’s skin.

 Then she slapped Alya’s ass, observing how it bounced. "Go get dressed, or we’ll be late"

 Alya straightened up with a naughty smirk. "Yes Ma’am"

 Remaining naked, Alya grabbed the towel and left for her bedroom with the anal plug firmly in place, swaying her hips provocatively. Marinette rubbed at her crotch, wondering if she could request Alya eat her out later.

 She regretted her choice of Alya’s wardrobe the instant she emerged. Her usual blouse only had a few strategically placed buttons fastened, exposing a good deal of cleavage and her nipples shamelessly poking out against the fabric. Her layered denim miniskirt left her legs bare, and just covered her curvaceous ass.

 They sat down to eat in a heavily laden silence, cleaned up, then it was time to head to school. Marinette felt her own juices trickle out to soak her panties, but there was something she had to check.

 "One more thing before we go"

 Alya had already stooped to pick up her schoolbag. "What?"

 Marinette approached her from behind and flicked up the hem of Alya’s skirt, exposing her naked ass.

 "Just had to make sure the plug was still in place" she explained, poking it with her fingertips.

 Alya stared at her from over her shoulder, wiggling her hips and squeezing her thighs together trying to retain her juices that stretched in sticky ropes when she spread her legs. "It’s still there. I’m not the type of person to back out of a bet"

 Leaving her bent over and on display, Marinette slapped her ass cheeks, and picked up her backpack. "Good girl"

    As the couple walked, Alya was almost disappointed that the wind wasn't strong enough that day to lift her skirt and showing her dirty and naughty secret.

 There was only a light breeze that caressed her naked pussy and with each step she took, the plug rubbed herself deliciously against the narrow inner walls of her ass. All that sent shivers through her body making her bite her own lips with horniness.

 At school, Alya gasped when she sat down, her weight against the hard surface of her seat pushed the plug deeper into her.

 "Is everything okay?" Marinette asked.

 "Y-yes" she replied with a smile.

 Soon the lesson proved boring and Marinette looked discreetly towards her friend. She noticed that she had a hand over her mouth as if she was interested in the teacher's words but looking down, Marinette saw that she was slowly grinding her hips against the seat.

 "Are you having fun?" she asked in a low voice.

 But Alya didn't answer, her movements changed the angle of the plug against her inner walls and she was willing to try them all. Marinette reached out and started stroking her leg, feeling her warm skin. Alya was surprised by her friend’s boldness. During class, she spread her legs as Marinette stroked her with her fingertips, sliding her hand up and under the skirt. She smiled feeling how her friend's inner thighs were soaked in her sticky juices and started to smear them all over her skin without never touching her pussy until she writhed silently in her seat.

 Between classes, she’d corner her in some dark, out of the way place, and kissed her hard, pushing her tongue inside her friend's mouth and squeezing her big breasts.

 Before the last morning lesson began, Marinette took Alya to a corner out of sight again, pushed her against the wall and kissed her. Both moaned as they opened their mouths and intertwined their tongues. Without breaking the kiss, Marinette opened every button of her friend's blouse and pulled it off down her shoulders and out. Then she unbuttoned her small skirt and it fell around her feet.

 Alya's breathing became ragged as Marinette stepped back admiring her. She was completely naked, in a corner of the school with a plug in her ass and her pussy juices dripping down her thighs.

 "This is becoming dangerous" Alya said but she didn't attempt to get dressed.

 Marinette replied by pushing her hand between her friend's legs and started rubbing her pussy. Alya issued a weak moan as she threw her head back.

 "You are so wet. You are enjoying our little game" Marinette whispered, nibbling and sucking on the earlobe.

 Alya opened her mouth to answer but moaned when her friend pushed a finger inside her. She spread her legs for better access while Marinette slowly finger-fucked her.

 "You're also so tight. Oh the teacher is coming. We will continue later"

 After saying that, she walked away, leaving her friend flushed and frustrated.

 "You cow" Alya seethed, though her uneven panting and total nakedness ruined the effect.

    As lunch break began, Marinette took pity on Alya.

 "Look" she said. "I know I’ve been a tease"

 Alya scowled at her as she rubbed her legs together. "That’s an understatement. I need to cum. Now"

 Marinette’s smiled both wick and sympathetic. "I know, and I have an idea"

 Instantly suspicious, Alya narrowed her eyes. "What?"

 Marinette whispered her plan to her ear. Alya widened her eyes and was about to protest but her friend interrupted her. "Remember, you’re still paying for losing our bet; you have to do what I tell you for a whole day"

 "Damn it" Alya muttered, she pulled her phone from her back pocket, did something and showed Marinette the screen as proof.

 "Excellent. Let’s go"

 Marinette led Alya to the empty locker room after all the other students had filed out for lunch. There, she hid in a locker, peering through a crack in the door while Alya sat on the end of the bench. A minute later, someone entered and approached her, looking confused yet hopeful.

 "You wanted to see me?" he asked.

 Rather than explain, Alya wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply. He remained still for a second, then he melted into Alya’s embrace, returning her heated kisses with enthusiasm.

 Marinette watched from her hiding place as Alya dragged her hands down her ex boyfriend's chest, before unbuckling his belt. His hips jerked, and a noticeable bulge formed quickly.

 Broking the kiss, Alya knelt as she pulled his jeans down. When his semi hard cock was free, she took it in her hand and started to pump it while she kissed the tip. Weak in the knees already, Nino slumped to the bench, sitting with his legs spread wide, while he patted Alya’s hair.

 "I’ve missed your cock" she confessed as she licked his cock.

 Nino shuddered. "My cock missed your mouth"

 She hummed as his semi grew into a full erection under her actions. "You’re so hard"

 He moaned as Alya wrapped the tip of his cock around her lips, tasting his precum.

 "Oh yeah" he stuttered.

 From her viewpoint in the locker, Marinette could see Alya slowly took the entire nine-inch cock in her mouth.

 "How can she do it without gag?" she thought.

 Soon the locker room was full of the sucking and slurping sounds. Marinette watched her friend incredulously as she swallowed and sucked a cock of that size as if it was the most delicious thing in the world. Heat in her locker was rising rapidly. Lifting her shirt, Marinette began to caress her own C-cup breasts, pinching her nipples and pressing her palms flat against them, but the heat in her groin wouldn’t be ignored for long. Lifting her skirt, she tugged her panties off, before dipping her fingers between her wet pussy lips. She bit her own lower lip as she rubbed her clit and her juices coated her fingers and dripping down her thighs, her legs were trembling.

 Beyond the locker door, Nino had his head thrown back as he braced his weight on his hands behind him. Alya ran her tongue up and down his cock, licking precum eagerly as she massaged his balls. Taking him in her mouth again, she sucked him in deepthroat and moaned, her cheeks hollowing out. Nino was moaned in pleasure feeling her throat squeezing his cock, his fists clenching around the edge of the seat as his hips jerked spasmodically.

 Alya came up for air, saliva and precum dribbling from her lips and down her chin. She removed her shirt to avoid getting it dirty. Her nipples were rock-hard.

 "Feel good?" she panted.

 "You're still the best cocksucker of the city" Nino hardly answered.

 "Glad to hear" She said before lowering her head and rubbed the tip of his cock against her own face with obscene relish, leaving precum trails on herself.

 Inside the locker, Marinette breathed heavily as she tried to keep from crying out. Her shirt was still pulled up over her breasts, her nipples hard, as she slid her fingers deep inside herself. Pussy juices gushed out, dribbling over her hand and down her legs. She put her other hand over her mouth and sucked her fingers, licking them as she imagined they were part of someone else. Her hips jerked when she hit a sensitive spot inside her pussy, but rather than ease up to extend the gratification, she pressed harder and rubbed faster, eager to climax.

 On the bench, Nino released a strangled cry before curling in on himself. "I’m going to cum"

 Alya ignored him, she sucked him again and taking him down her throat. Nino moaned loudly as she energetically came back up, her tongue wrapped around him, his hips twitching uncontrollably.

 "Al, seriously, I’m going to cum"

 She let him go with a pop. "This will help you to cum"

 Alya pressed her big breasts together and pushed them around his cock, then she began to slide them up and down and flicking her tongue on the tip of his cock. Nino clenched his jaw, fell back and his hips jumped forward at the feeling of that huge and firm breasts wrapped his cock. After few seconds, he cumming with a muffled shout. Alya quickly clenched her lips on his cock, moaning as he filled her mouth with his sticky and thick cum but there was so much that it run down her chin.

 Once she was sure that his balls were empty, Alya sat back with a satisfied smirk, she turned to the locker where her friend was hidden and opened her mouth, showing her the huge load of cum. It started to drop on her breasts and she smeared it all around, pinching her nipples in the process. Then she swallowed the rest that was remained in her mouth. "I really missed the taste of your cock and cum"

 Nino was staring at her with wide eyes. "Uh, yeah. Thanks"

 "You're welcome" she smiled fondly at his softening cock, then eased his jeans up to his knees.

 Nino stood and pulled his clothes up the rest of the way, ignoring the wetness still clinging to his skin.

 "I should, um, go eat lunch" he stammered, before staggering from the room.

 Alya sat on the bench with a satisfied smile, just as Marinette left her hiding place. She had been close to her own climax, but Nino cum before she was there, thus ending her titillation. So, she pulled her shirt back over her breasts, yanked her skirt into place but didn’t bother putting her panties back on.

 "Good job, Alya" she congratulated her.

 Alya harrumphed. "I thought this was supposed to be some reward for putting up with your teasing all morning"

 "It is" Marinette assured her. "I got pretty hot watching you guys, so now I feel ready to give you your reward for being such an obedient servant"

 "This better be good" Alya grumbled.

 "It will be. Now lay back and let me take care of you"

 Alya obeyed, Marinette knelt on the floor between her friend's knees.

 "Holy cow you’re soaking wet" she observed.

 "Gee whiz, I wonder why?" Alya retorted acerbically.

 Chuckling, Marinette kissed her pussy lips, then took her clit in her mouth and sucked hard.

 Alya gasped, her legs snapping shut automatically around her friend’s head. "Damn! Give me some warning"

 Marinette’s laughter was muffled, before she started to kiss her thighs tenderly and licking her pussy juices. "Sorry. I’m going to go down on you, and you’re going to get off. Is that better?"

 "Maybe you should’ve led with that" Alya replied.

 "I will remember it"

 Without warning, Marinette dove back in to lick a vertical line up Alya’s pussy, noting with satisfaction that the anal plug was still firmly in place. She buried her face between her friend’s legs, licking and sucking her, teasing the clit with her lips, before thrusting her tongue inside her pussy.

 Alya squirmed and panted wanton wails, her juices flowing freer than ever.

 Pressing her tongue over her friend’s clit, Marinette hummed, pleased to see Alya’s back curving and her hips undulating. Her body rolls, coupled with her moans and sighs, were nothing short of debauched. Marinette pushed her tongue into her friend again, slipping it against her inner walls and tasting her abundant juices.

 Without thinkins, she moved her left hand under her skirt and began to rub her own pussy slick and wanting again.

 "God, you’re hot" she whispered.

 Alya whimpered in response, her whole body shuddering.

 Marinette resumed eating her out, sucking, licking, and slurping as Alya keened under her. Meanwhile, she slid her fingers deep inside herself, ready finally to reach her climax. She massaged her clit, rubbing desperately, until her body rocked in time while her mouth worked on Alya.

 Pussy juices leaked down her chin and hand, leaving two separate puddles on the floor and bench. Slick noises combined into a lewd chorus with their voices, arousing further feelings of need and want.

 Alya cum first. Her body went rigid, her back stiffening as her legs curled in on themselves, her toes bunching as she squealed her release. Marinette sucked her hard through her orgasm, her lips and tongue making filthy noises against the additional wetness of Alya’s climax as she tried to swallow all her juices.

 Alya cried out again. "I can’t. Please"

 Still frantically finger-fucking herself, Marinette felt her own release approach. She opened her mouth against Alya’s pussy, her tongue hanging out, and shuddered through her own orgasm with a loud, breathy moan. Her inner walls clamped around her fingers, so she withdrew them slowly with her juices dripping on the floor. As she pulled her head back, she saw Alya’s moisture pooling in her open hole, before flowing down her ass.

 "So, did I make it up to you?" Marinette asked with a wicked grin as she rested her elbows on her friend’s knees.

 Alya was still laying and panting on the bench. She could only nod as she breathed heavily through an open mouth, and lust hazed eyes barely seemed to recognise her surroundings. Her breasts rose and fell along with her breathing.

 Marinette remained on the floor, using Alya’s legs as a cushion until she felt ready to stand. Struggling to pull her panties back on, over her sweat damp skin, she finally felt ready to eat real food.

 "After eating me so much, are you still hungry?" Alya giggled. "We better go to the bathroom and freshen up a bit unless you've gotten so naughty you want to smell like sex"

 "Good idea" Marinette helped her to get up.

 Alya lowered her skirt, and took her shirt before went toward the girl's bathroom followed by her friend, their own juices drying on their skin in a flaky residue.

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  Their adventures continued in their afternoon classes. Stealthily, Marinette pulled out a little remote controller and activated the function vibrating of the anal plug. Alya flinched as the plug hummed to life, barely smothering a surprised yelp. Caline turned at the slight noise, but shrugged it off before resuming her lesson.

 Marinette increased the intensity, relishing Alya’s ruddy cheeks and unsubtle wriggling in her seat. it didn't just vibrate but also vigorously writhed against the inner walls of her ass. Feeling a bit envious of the pleasure her friend was having, Marinette lifted her legs to sit in a tailor’s position on their shared bench, raised her skirt and discreetly began to rub her still sensitive clit. She sighed feeling her pussy juices quickly soaking her panties.

 "What’re you doing?" Alya whispered.

 Marinette smiled and swivelled carefully around so Alya could look up her skirt. "It’s not fair if you’re the only one who gets to have a good time with someone else twice in one day"

 Alya stared at the damp fabric for a moment, her jaw slack as she licked her lips. "When did you turn into such a pervert?"

 "What can I say? It's your fault" she replied.

 "The student surpasses the master. I’m impressed"

 For the rest of the afternoon, Marinette alternated between gratifying herself, and delicately fingering Alya. Alya bit her lip and grabbed her breasts in an effort not to cry out, but her writhing hips indicated how close she was. No one else seemed to notice their debauched activities, engrossed as they were in their pre-exam preparations. Marinette felt a thrill at being so lewd while surrounded by her whole class. All it would take was for someone to turn around, and they’d be caught. That risk made her shudder in lust.

 Finally, the last bell rang.

 When Alya stood up, Marinette was pleased to see a a little pool of pussy juices in her vacated seat. She dragged her fingertip though the puddle noting its sticky warmth and tasted it, a spark of something hot and needy lighting up in her groin once more.

 While Alya spoke with Caline, the rest of the class departed. Marinette remained in her seat, unsure if she could rise without looking like she wet herself.

 Eventually, Caline also left, leaving the two girls alone in the classroom. Alya turned to her with a fire in her eyes.

 "Right" she growled, before storming back to their desk.

 Without waiting for an invitation, Alya dragged her friend to the teacher's desk and forced her to bend over against it. She then gripped her thighs, and spread them. She slid her hands under Marinette’s skirt, and ripped her panties to shreds before dropping the sodden scraps on the floor. After that she removed her skirt adn tossed it away, leaving her friend half naked in the middle of the classroom.

 Holding her legs open, Alya knelt on the floor and buried her face in her pussy. Marinette yelped as Alya sucked hard and insistently her clit and flicking it with her tongue. Alya ate her out with a wanton ferocity she could only dream of, her moans and wet sucking sounds filling the room and air.

 Marinette began to writhe, her back arching and her toes curling in her shoes. Alya grumbled something unintelligible while she put her friend’s left legs over the desk. Having a better access, she pushed her tongue inside her pussy and started to thrust it in and out of her.

 Alya continued for what felt like an eternity, sucking and thrusting intensely before pulling back to lick at the flowing juices, bringing Marinette so close to cum, then easing back until she cooled down, before riling her up again, teasing her without mercy.

 "Alya, please" she begged, her breasts swayed sweetly in her shirt and her nipples poking out so hard against the fabric.

 "Not yet" came the muffled response.

 Alya licked up and down between Marinette’s puffy pussy lips, before slipping her tongue inside her and moving it intensely against her inner walls. Marinette cum with a loud moan, her hands clenching on the desk so hard her knuckles turned white. Alya kept wriggled her tongue inside her friend and moaned into her pussy lips.

 After Marinette's body stopped to shudder, Alya got up, lifted her own skirt to her hips and furiously began to masturbate. Due to the still activated butt plug, it took her a few seconds to cum and squirted her juices all over her friend's round ass.

 Exhausted but satisfied, she slumped over limply, her cheek pillowed on Marinette’s plump ass.

 "Revenge does taste sweet" she huffed after a few minutes.

 Marinette shivered at her breath on her sensitive pussy lips. "Don’t say it like that. It’s embarrassing. Plus, why did you take so long making me come? I was about to go crazy"

 "You deserved it. You’ve been toying with me all day, you minx" Alya explained.

 Marinette chuckled. "Sorry, but you did lose our bet. Plus, I thought I made it up to you during lunch"

 "Well, you know I’ve always been a sore loser, and I needed to get you back for teasing me properly. Come on, we need to get going before Monsieur Haprèle chases us out" Alya said getting up.

 She sorted out her own clothes, but opted to leave the plug in for the time being. It was still humming softly in her arse. She then helped Marinette to her feet.

 Marinette painstakingly got up and went to her skirt, noticing how her juices had created a little puddle on the floor in front of the teacher's desk.

 "I love how your ass look with my cum on" Alya said as her friend bent over to pick her skirt.

 "Naughty girl" Marinette replied. Her panties were unusable but she didn't care. Anyway her pussy was too sensitive to be covered by any fabric.

 They then made their way to the door. When they opened it, they found Adrien and Nino standing just outside, their faces flushed and the zip of their jeans open, each with his cock in his hand as they hastily shoved it back in their pants.

 The four of them stared at each other in awkward silence for a long moment.

 "Were you jerking off as you watched us?" Alya eventually asked.

 "No" Nino lied quickly.

 "Y-yes" Adrien admitted with a guilty air.

 Marinette stared at the obvious bulges in their crotches and licked her lips. "You know, if you’d come in instead of standing out here like creeps, you could’ve joined in"

 "No, they couldn’t. You’re all mine, and I refuse to share. Now let’s go. I have a strap on at home I’ve been dying to try" Alya argued.

 "Don't be possessive, sharing is good" Marinette said still stared at the bulges of her male friends, imagining how their cocks looked. She felt a little shiver in her naked pussy under her skirt and a trickle of juice dripping down her inner thigh.

 "Not this time" Alya dragged her friend toward the school entrance.

 As they walked, Marinette lifted the back of her friend's skirt, giving the two guys a fantastic view of her bare ass and butt plug. She smiled hearing them gasped behind her.