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Paring: Limbo Fitzgerald x F!Reader

Word Count: 3996

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, thigh fucking, oral (female receving), begging, praise kink, nipple play, different doggy positions, edging, overstimulation, creampie, unprotected sex, teasing, thigh biting, aftercare, super fluffy ending that came out of nowhere I blame Ed Sheeran

A/N: Okay so lets see if it works now or if Tumblr is just being stupid. The Limbo brain-rot has taken over me. Let me know if I left anything out in the warnings. Minors, for my sanity, please don't interact.

Saying that today was stressful would have been an understatement in Limbo’s humble opinion. For starters, the prosecution was one of the biggest pricks Limbo ever had the displeasure of going against (and he had to deal with politicians on a regular basis). The goal this man had was to just waste everyone’s precious time. If people thought Limbo was a cocky SOB, then they had another thing coming with this guy. What was supposed to be a small hearing with the judge, turned into a shitshow to say the least. The Judge ended up going into a small recess because of how much time the prosecution wasted. Why the Judge never called the other side out on this was beyond Limbo. And, because of this, Limbo had to cancel the date he had with you. You weren’t upset by any means however. He had ranted to you about this guy a few days prior so you knew exactly what he was going though. He kept apologizing through text until you showed up at the courthouse with two coffees. It wasn’t the lunch date he wanted to take you on, but seeing you smile and just having you there for a bit was enough to slightly unsour his mood. After you left, you sent a text saying ‘ Staying late at work, good luck love’ . 

It was a LONG couple of hours after that but, the Judge finally ended up siding with the defense (like there was any surprise. There was no merit in whatever trash that other lawyer said.) and Limbo could go home…Right after a lashing from Valerie about his poor performance in court. Exhausted couldn’t even begin to describe how he felt at this point. All he wanted to do was spend the rest of the evening with you. The thought put a small skip in his step and- Oh, right. You were spending a late night at your work. Limbo sighed as he got in the car and drove. I just can’t catch a break can I? 

When he got home, he said his hellos to the people present in the kitchen before falling to the couch.

“Long day?” Crow asked when he saw Limbo more dejected than usual.

“Yeah. Tired and I feel bad for canceling my date.” His voice was muffled by the pillow he spoke into.

“Oh yeah.” Crow responded with an exaggerated nod. “She did mention something like that.” 

Limbo could only hum, “And now she’s working late tonight.” 

Crow’s face scrunched in confusion, not that Limbo saw, as he replied, “No, she came home an hour before you did. I think she went to your room?” Upon hearing that, Limbo shot up from the couch and beelined it to his room. Making both Crow and Teuta jump in the process. 

He came in and saw her lying on his pillows that were against the headboard of his bed wearing an oversized shirt. You didn’t notice he had entered the room as he traced the curve of your legs up to where the shirt stopped on your upper thigh. You shifted just slightly and he could just get a peak of the pink panties you had on. He followed the shirt upwards to where your breasts peaked under the fabric. Limbo took notice of how one sleeve of the shirt fell off your shoulder and how the lack of a strap meant you didn’t have a bra on. You were reading on his bed and so focused that you didn’t hear him come in. Limbo cleared his throat and that’s when you turned and smiled at him.

“Hey. You’re home early.”

“So are you.” It was a simple reply as he closed the door and went to change into a shirt and sweats. 

You shrugged before going back to your book, “It turns out that I had my part done and I could go home. I didn’t know how late you would be so I just figured I’d see you when I see you.” Limbo hummed. He stood at the foot of the bed just looking at you and then, he lifted the book and pulled you closer to him. Your shirt bunched up at the action; exposing your panties to him fully. Your head was still propped by the pillows as you tried to protest at his actions, but Limbo just continued. He only gave your book back when he laid on top of you; his head resting unapologetically on your chest. Wrapping his arms around you, he sighed deeply, eyes closed and a shit-eating smirk on his face. You scoffed at everything but didn’t do anything to move him. Just simply used one hand to hold the book up as it rested on his back and used the other to run your fingers through his hair. He could be such a baby sometimes.

Minutes passed before Limbo broke the silence. “Whatcha reading?” He questioned without moving a single muscle. 

“Uhhh-a novel Carmen recommended to me. It’s some type of romance.”

“Huh, is it good?”

You laughed, “Well-It’s not something I go out of my way to read but Carmen says this is A-grade stuff so I thought what the hell, ya know?” You smiled down at him and he returned his head back to its original position on your breasts. Limbo rested against you enjoying the rise and fall of your breathing. His heartbeat calmed him but being this close to you especially with how exposed you were to him, it made him want more than just laying on you. He let you read a bit further and for you to turn the page before he put his plan into action.

“Can you read it to me?” The question was so soft that you almost didn’t catch it.

“Huh? You want me to read it, like aloud? Are you sure?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

“Well-I mean, it’s a romance. I didn’t think that you would be interested in this.”

“Why not? I’m a man. I like love and I’m in love? Why wouldn’t I like romance?” Your eyes squinted at him, not entirely trusting his intentions. But you picked up from where you left off and began to read. All the while you could barely feel the way his right arm made its way down your back and began to trace the delicate lace patterns on your panties. His mouth getting closer to your clothed nipple. Even if you didn’t realize what his goal was, your body was reacting to his light touches. Your nipples poked noticeably against the fabric.

You on the other hand began to read, “ It was at that moment, Zel knew this man would be the one to ruin her. He pressed against her, knee against her fluttering core, it was a sensation that she never felt with any other man before. ‘You saved yourself for me, yeah?’ Nicola ground his knee further in between her legs. And Zel began to grind. Enough to feel-”

“Wait, I thought you said it was a romance?”

“It is!” You protested, “They fell in love and now they’re gonna have sex.” 

Limbo scoffed just a bit, “Alright, keep going.” 

You continued the words falling from your lips but you sucked in a breath when you felt something graze against your right nipple. When you looked down, Limbo was still on your chest, eyes closed. Maybe you imagined it? So you kept going. And this time you felt a tiny bite on your nipple. This time you KNOW you didn’t imagine things.

“What are you doing?”

Limbo smirked, “Don’t worry, keep reading, I wanna know what happens next.” The mischievous grin he wore was only asking for trouble, but on you went. The words flowed past your lips and there was a certain lustful air to them that only got stronger as Limbo nipped, sucked and licked your nipple through your shirt. He used the other hand to play with your other nipple and finally pulled your shirt up so he could actually have access to your breasts. You had to stop reading because the sensation of him pleasuring you was too much at the moment. He looked up at you while he had one nipple in his mouth and massaged your other one. You could see the smile he had as he released you with a pop. 

“Now what?” He began asking about the book but you couldn’t focus on the book nor did you want to at this point. But you begrudgingly held the pages up trying to continue. 

“As-as Nicola licked down her body, Zel couldn’t tell the difference between the heat of his tongue and that of her body,” Limbo hummed trailing kisses down your stomach and when you read that line, licked a long stripe back up to your breasts, never breaking eye contact and giving your perky nipples another tug. 

You moaned at the sensation, hips bucking into him on instinct. You held him close as he kissed and bit your neck, claiming you as his. He started to grind his hips into the mattress, his erection getting stimulated at the smallest mewls and sighs you made. You knew by now that you were wet enough that there would be a wet patch on her panties. And judging by the way Limbo licked his lips when he looked between your thighs, you were correct in your statement. He pulled off his shirt and made the exaggerated movement of pumping himself through his sweats, knowing you would see his hard-on through the fabric.

He found himself in between your legs. “Tell me baby, what does heh, Nicola do next?” Limbo slowly pulled your panties down leaving them on one ankle and he waited expectly. However, his long fingers began to circle your slit. Already, you could hear the squelch of your arousal against his fingers. He stared at you, eyes heavy with lust and looking like a devil. “Come on babygirl, don’t leave me hanging when it’s just getting good.” One of his fingertips had entered your pussy, just a small tease of what was to come. Shallow breaths left your body as you scrambled for the book. 

“Uhh- In one fluid motion, Nicola had removed the rest of the dress Zel- AH!” Limbo had pushed his middle finger all the way in you and placed his thumb against your clit, slowly rubbing circles against the sensitive skin. Your body felt like it was on fire and you lifted your hips in hopes of adding more stimulation to your already wonton cunt. Only, Limbo’s large hand held your abdomen down to the bed and he curled his finger in you. “No no baby, if you want more, you keep going. What happens next?” You groaned in frustration and tried to lift your hips again but to no avail. Limbo had a strong press against it and wasn’t letting up. So you picked up the book and looked for the spot you left off. But then an idea clicked in your head.

Snapping the book shut, you tossed it somewhere and looked back at Limbo whose eyes were just a tad confused by your action. And then in a low voice you spoke.

“Wi-with one f-finger in and a hand on her abdomen,” You paused an arm covering your face because of how embarrassing the situation was, “He began to finger her.” Limbo smirked and a dark chuckle left his lips as he pushed in and out of you. 

“Keep going, I’m very curious to see where this story goes.” He pulled out just slightly; it caused her to gasp.

“H-he started off slow, keeping a steady pace of fucking her with his finger?” He chuckled at her hesitation but still did as she narrated. The way she felt around his finger was tourture. He much rather have it be around his cock but he figured he would let her have some fun before he went further. A slight part of him prayed it would be soon however, he could feel his erection in his sweats pulse ever so slightly. 

“Then what?”

You breathed out, “It wasn’t enough, he added another finger,” Your eyes squeezed shut, hands gripping the sheets as he followed, “Then, w-went faster.” Limbo licked his lips and picked up the pace. It was to the point that your arousal was leaking more and dripping down your pussy. You keened at the speed he went. He could tell you were embarrassed by your whines alone. The constant cry of his name Limbo! Ah-HAH L-Limbo please! And the small gasps that escaped your lips when he curled his fingers within your writhing body. 

He lowered himself so his face was closer to your core and said, “You seem a bit preoccupied, so allow me to ghost write the next scene for you my darling.” 

“Huh?” You gasped out of breath and lifted your head enough to see he was close to your knee. His fingers had stilled, pressing deliciously against that spot that put you on the edge of orgasm but not allowing you to reach that peak.  

“Starting from the inside of her knee,” You felt his hot breath against your skin and it made you shiver, “He started to kiss his way down her leg.” And Limbo did just that. They were soft and sensual adding to the electrifying stimulation you felt as he continued. “He licked her skin and could feel just how hot her body was,” You had tried to look away but when you turned your face to the pillows he pulled his fingers out and began rubbing harshly against your pussy. You screamed but quickly covered your mouth, nearly forgetting the other people in the house. “He removed his fingers as a warning, telling her to keep those pretty eyes on him. She was being such a good girl and he didn’t want to stop when they were just getting started.” You let out a shaky sigh as his two fingers re-entered you and thrusted in you. 

Limbo continued, “He kissed the inside of her thigh. Never.” kiss, “Breaking.” kiss, “Eye contact.” He bit her plush thighs at that last one and she tried to close her legs but Limbo being in the way didn’t allow that to happen. “Finally, he had made his way to the prize he so desperately wanted.” The tip of his tongue flicked your clit and you bucked your hips looking for more. “Staring at her dripping pussy, he knew that this belonged to him, and only him,” Yes, Limbo! “As he began to drink and eat her like a man who was starved and finally found the perfect meal.” 

With that, he dived into you, wasting no more time to finally relish in your sweet liquid. His fingers worked as he sucked and nipped your clit. His eyes were closed and he relished in the way you called out his name. At this point, he has assumed that you forgot the other people in the house, or you just hoped his room was far enough away that you wouldn’t be heard. He switched from nipping on your clit and thrusting his fingers in you to removing his fingers completely and just allowing his tongue to explore your wet cavern. He growled at how you gripped his hair and he could feel your back arching and how your hips grinded on his mouth. 

“Oh! Oh god Limbo!” You cried out and forced his head further into your pussy. The way he worked his tongue in you made your legs close around him unconsciously but Limbo didn’t mind in the slightest. If the universe’s plan was for him to be suffocated by your thighs then that’s how he wanted to go. Limbo swallowed harshly before going down again and licked rapidly on your slit. His breathing began to waver, growling, moaning, and just letting word-less praise fall from his mouth as he ate you out. “D-don’t stop! Don’t fucking stop!” You held his head to your pussy, eyes scrunched and getting closer and closer to that beautiful knot in your stomach snapping like a twig. It felt like it would never stop, but unfortunately it did. Limbo raised himself from your pussy, chin and mouth glistening with your juices. 

“Huh? I was-,” You gasped, catching your breath, “Why-why’d you-”

“Heh.” He dramatically licked his lips before wiping his mouth. He made work of his sweats and you stared at the impressive cock in front of you. It curved ever so slightly, had a prominent vein running down the middle and an angry red tip that was just waiting for any type of stimulation. It stood proudly. “You were about to come babygirl? Do you really think you deserve to, hmm? After all, you didn’t even finish the story.” You rolled your eyes.

“Are you serious?”

“Like a gunshot.” He winked at you then patted your thighs, “Turn around, on your knees. And take off the shirt.” You did as you were told. “Good girl.” He knelt behind you. Pushing your legs closer and captured them between his where he knelt. He got right behind till you felt his heavy cock against your ass. He linked your arms in his and held you close. “Gonna help me get my dick wet baby girl?” He whispered into your neck, taking small bites and rutting himself between your ass. “You're so wet it will be so easy.”

“Limbo what’er you?” You stopped, gasping as you felt him slip his cock in between the gap at the apex of your legs. His cock was slipping so deliciously against your fold, neither of you could hold in the moans of pleasure. Your head angled up and against Limbo’s shoulder and he took the opportunity to kiss you. The pace he set was slow at first but soon he picked up the speed. The mixture of his precum mixed with the slick you had produced. You whimpered into the kiss as the sound of squelching filled the room. 

“God you-damn-you feel AH!” Limbo was at the same limit as you. The thigh fucking pace he set was almost becoming to stimulating for him to handel. The grip he had on your arms lessened and he slowed down. You landed face down, ass up on his bed. 

“Limbo…” You whined and looked past your shoulder to his figure. There was a sheen of sweat on his lean figure and he gripped his cock as he got closer to your aching hole. “Please!” You rubbed your ass back and forth on his pulsing girth and he hissed at the contact! “Fuck me. Please just fuck me!”

“God, such a good girl begging for me like that.” And he pushed himself into you, slowly. Your mouth hung open in a silent scream and you gripped the sheets to find some purchase to not come with just penetration alone. There was something about finally feeling his hips flushed against your ass; the sharp curve that he forced your back to hold, and the way his cock pulsed inside you drove you absolutely feral. You were so damn stimulated that you knew you couldn’t hold out for much longer. Finally, Limbo began to thrust his hips into you. His cock curving up to hit that spot that had you screaming into the pillow. Every push in you caused another shock wave up your spine and fueled the pleasure that was building in you. Meanwhile Limbo was equally joining that sexual high he only experienced with you the grip he had on you ass was one you would defenitly feel long after they were gone. He adored the waves your ass made when you met his hips for a sharp snap every single time. 

Praise of every kind fell from his lips as he called your name out. Even though it was in a lower register than you, it was thrilling to hear. Limbo was always vocal when you fucked, even if he was the top in the relationship, he found no shame in letting his voice tell you how good you fucking felt.

“Damn baby girl you feel so tight I- shit .” He picked up the pace and there was a final thrust where he bent over your body and went even deeper; keeping his cock against a spot in you and staying there that caused your whole body to shake as you finally came. Limbo hissed against your skin, biting and kissing spots on your neck and shoulder. You clamped down against him and he felt your body tremble. “Good girl.” He rocked into you, going deeper. A mewl escaped and tears blocked your vision as your pussy took more of the stimulation. “R-rock back into me baby.” Even flushed to him, you did your best to grind against his cock like he asked.

“I-I Limbo it’s too much I- fuck!” The plea went nowhere as Limbo simply hushed you. He intertwined both his hands into your and held you down. The way his hips rocked was slow, passionate even but it was still too much. Yet despite all this, you didn’t want it to stop. Limbo then got faster, chasing the same climax you had just moments ago. He lifted himself up just enough to get a better position and began to piston himself into you again. Very quickly that knot formed in your stomach and just as quickly it snapped. Limbo felt your shaky breath and his thrusts got sloppier as he too gave one final push and came inside your fluttering walls. The sensation was warm and you felt calmed by it somehow. Every time he finished inside you it brought a smile to your lips.

Both of your bodies were spent and neither of you moved for a second. Catching your breaths and Limbo stealing kisses from your lips. Finally, he pulled out. You moved to lay on your back, beautifully exhausted from the moment you both shared. Your head lifted enough to see Limbo gently holding your legs from closing. He watched as his cum leaked out of your fluttering hole. It made him smile as he leaned down to place a kiss on your abdomen; looking you straight in the eyes to whisper:

“Beautiful.”

There was no lust in the tone or in his eyes, only pure adoration for the woman lying before him.

A bashful smile and equally bashful laugh left your body. Limbo got up from the bed to grab a washcloth and carefully cleaned you up. He made note of the way your legs shivered when the soft warm, wet towel made contact with you. He kissed any part of you that he could as assurance that it will be done soon. When both parties were clean, you helped him change the sheets so you could get comfy under the covers. It was late by now and you were grateful that you both let the others know you ate dinner before getting home so they knew not to bother for the rest of the evening. 

Nothing was said between either of you as you were comforted by the scent and warmth that was Limbo Fitzgerald. It felt like a whole other dimension where only the two of you existed. The little light that came through illuminated you so beautifully, Limbo couldn’t do anything but pull you into his chest. He heard the soft snores and figured you would fall asleep soon after. He didn’t hold it against you and rather put a kiss on top of your head and watched the way your eyelashes fluttered on your cheeks. In that moment he would have stopped time to savor this moment forever. Such a thing was impossible, he knew. So rather, he let his eyes close and held you tighter against him, holding on until the darkness of the night disappeared. 

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Hello ^^ I'm so excited to see that requests are open! If it's fine by you can I request Helvetica with female Reader insert who is shy to flirt in English so she flirts in other languages and then backs off immediately whenever he asks her what did she just say and makes up translation on the spot? You can also include something like her accidentally saying something in Spanish- forgetting he actually knows that language. Sorry if it's too specific, I just don't know how to put it shortly.

Rating: Teen & Up

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: F/M

Relationship: Helvetica/Reader

Fandom: Bustafellows

Characters: Helvetica Olsted, F!MC

Additional Tags: afab!MC (you/your), Fluff, flirting, google translate

Summary: You get nervous trying to flirt withHelvetica, so it always ends up coming out in the wrong language.

A/N: Anon, you have no idea how much a squealed when I saw a request for Helvetica. I love him so much. He needs more content. Also, I lost it as F!Reader but... It doesn't really come up? Gender/sex doesn't really come up in SFW fics for me a lot.

Full disclosure… I only speak English, a little Japanese, and random phrases of other languages so… This is mostly google translate. I apologize to all native speakers that read this mess. If someone would like to fix my grammar, I will do so immediately. Please save my dumb ass.

Word Count: 748

"Deine Augen schimmern wie polierter Tigerspis."

“Hm? What was that?” Helvetica looked up from his tablet at where you leaned over the table, hands pressed flat against the surface as you stared at him with the most determined look on your face.

“I said one of us needs to cook dinner.” That was such a lie that it wasn’t even funny. Your only saving grace was that was close enough to dinnertime that he likely wouldn’t question it.

“Isn’t it your night?” As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he seemed to think about it before setting his tablet down, “We’ll say it’s a favor and that you owe me.” And you should know that favors always had to be repaid.

“Thank you.”

He stood up from his spot on the couch, leaving everything where it was and heading into the kitchen. As soon as he was out of sight, you dropped your head into your hands and screamed silently. Why were you so awkward?

Your body didn’t even want to move from where you were, afraid to see him face-to-face again for fear he would suddenly understand what you had said earlier. It wasn’t fair for you to make him do all the work for the evening though, especially since it was supposed to be your turn to make dinner for everyone. You would have to lace up your bootstraps and get over it.

By the time you finally found the will to go join him, he was rummaging through the cupboards looking for a bottle of cooking sherry, pulling it down and opening it up to pour a generous amount into the heated pan with the meat. Steam rose the second the liquid hit the heated surface, the slightly sweet smell of alcohol filling the air around you.

You weren’t sure how it was possible that he looked so good just standing over the stove, but he did. Just looking at him was making your mouth water, "你比那瓶酒還好.”

“I have to give your comments a 13 since I don’t understand them.” It would have been lower, but he was impressed by your ability to switch between such diverse languages so easily.

“I was offering to help.” That definitely wasn’t what you said.

“In that case, would you grab the rice from the pot? It should be done by now.” And his hands were busy.

It was a simple enough ask, so you reached past him and pulled the pot of rice off of the burner. He was so dangerously close as you moved past him, the pleasant smell of his natural scent just barely tickling your nose beneath the one of meat and alcohol.

“Thank you,” was all he said as you took the rice and moved to start scooping it onto the plates.

All the while, he continued to work his magic at the stove. Watching him was like watching art in motion. Every part of him was absolutely, utterly beautiful. Especially the part that you couldn't help but glance at. He had such a great butt…

"Tienes el tipo de bollos que venderían en una panadería.”

There was the briefest moment of pause before the edges of Helvetica’s mouth curled upward and he looked back at you from where he stood over the pan, "¿Y por cuánto estarían vendiendo esos bollos?"

Your face burned hot as he replied without missing a beat. The floor seemed to collapse from underneath you as his words echoed through your head, “Oh, right. You speak Spanish…”

His hair fell to one side as he cocked his head. It was hard to tell if he was judging your forgetfulness or not, but he was certainly thinking something that made him smirk, “I do.”

“And I just said something really embarrassing in a language you understand…”

“That is also correct.”

Yep, you wished the ground would swallow you up and hold onto you until you were a fossil. Then you prayed no one would ever find your bones and you would just be swallowed deeper and deeper until you were melted into magma. Even then, that wouldn’t be enough to get you out of this situation.

He reached to turn off the stove, moving the pan to one of the cool tops before turning around fully to look at you, “I would say I’m worth at least the price of a loaf of Royal Bloomer.”

It was official: the world ending right now would be a blessing…