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talkbycolor · 2 days ago

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Hello there! I have to say, I really, really, REALLY LOVE your Kindergarten au. Little Yanderes as noisy children and MC as a Teacher who is not being paid enough XD.

Feel free to ignore if it's uncomfortable for you!

This is my first time asking so sorry if I am bothering you, But how will the mini yanderes react if they were kissed in the lips, not in a romantic way but like a parent showing love and care <3

how Mini!Yanderes react when MC kisses them¡!

A/N; even if MC kissed them like a parent the yanderes would hear wedding bells so JASHJHSAJS also the thought of an adult kissing a child on the lips is a bit weird to me so i will change it to kisses on cheek or forehead. i was listening ddlc soundtrack to write this AND SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG

Pairing(s); "Mini!Yanderes" and GN!Reader

CW; this is actually fluff / need to remark MC just see the little yans as kids they need to take care of, no one has special treatment

Sunny Day Jack.

Jack would be the one to take the initiative, in this case, the first time he kissed MC's cheek would have been during the school photo.

Early spring, all the children had arrived well-groomed to the classroom, MC finished combing John Doe's hair while the professional photographer adjusted his camera in position, the children moved from one side to the other, except Jack.

Jack finished adjusting his bowtie, very dedicated to being the most handsome child in the photo.

Finally MC gathered them all in different rows, placing themselves behind in the center.

"I will only take it once so if you need to go to the bathroom or sneeze do it now." Said the cameraman in a listless voice, no one had any protests or urgency so he raised his hand, specifically 3 fingers.

"Three… Two… One." A flash of photography dazzled them, the curious little ones ran towards the man to be able to appreciate the photograph.

And then they saw in the photo how Jack had jumped and pulled his teacher's arm to kiss their cheek, causing several students to immediately cry.

As for Jack's reaction:

He considers himself a winner, he probably looks for other ways to ask for kisses since MC is quite open about giving affection to his students, nothing too overwhelming.

Can't stop thinking about their future as a married couple.

A manipulative bastard will surely fake accidents or work twice as hard on his tasks to get that reward.

John Doe.

John Doe is a student who needs sensitivity, but don't give him too many kisses on the forehead or you'll overwhelm him.

A day like any other, the class activity required flour and water, something simple to mold and non-toxic since many of the students love to put things in their mouths, so full of curiosity.

MC finished helping everyone create their mixtures, Keith finished making flowers with his dough while Tenebris ate it.

The children learned and had fun, it was comfortable.

Until some sobs made the teacher run to where a little long-haired boy, John Doe, who couldn't stop crying, the dough had gotten stuck in his hair.

Of course, prepared for any occasion, MC took the little boy to the bathroom to wash off all the dough, which fortunately wasn't as sticky as the time Peter put gum in Mycheal's hair.

"There you go, see? Simple, are you okay, Doe? Don't cry, everything is fixed now." MC comforted their student with hugs and coos, kissing Doe's forehead.

"Again?" He asked with those huge eyes full of tenderness, MC gave more kisses on her student's forehead, who asked for more and more between laughs.

They had to stop when they realized that Doe was convulsing with happiness on the floor, it did scare them.

As for Doe's reaction:

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

He reacts in an exaggerated way, with adorable and loud giggles, hugs, red cheeks, his happiness is evident.

He is like a cat with dilated pupils and he scares MC.

Alan Orion.

Great project for class! Alan and his mom drew a picture of the solar system and he was in an astronaut suit, he didn't learn half of the names of the planets but it was enough to get a kiss.

The theme for that day was to draw a picture of things they want to do when they grow up, Alan carried his drawing to the board while holding it up over his head.

"I'm going to be an astronaut and walk in the stars!" he commented proudly.

"Very good, Alan, come here." MC called him over to place a star-shaped sticker on his drawing.

Alan tilted his head towards the teacher, subtly indicating what he wanted and of course the teacher didn't deny it, kissing the little boy's head.

As for Alan's reaction:

He loves praise, especially from his favorite teacher, and will keep a smile on his face for the rest of the day.

He will seek further validation from MC in other aspects.

Whenever he finishes a new activity he points his head up in anticipation of kisses.

Peter Dunbar.

One day he got sick and didn't got a kiss like everyone else.

Peter was confused, why were his classmates laughing at him while he sat in his spot?

Jack walked over with his arms crossed and a grin from ear to ear.

"Yesterday teacher MC gave us all a kiss." he said mockingly.

Of course Peter immediately ran crying to the teacher to get a kiss on the forehead.

As for Peter's reaction:

He was so upset with himself for getting sick and with the others for getting a kiss before him, he cried for 2 hours.

He asked MC for many make-up kisses, which led to the others asking for a kiss as well.

Peter bit and kicked the ones who came up to ask for a kiss, and ended up being punished.

Ren.

You don't need to be good at naming colors or good at sports when you're smart to win.

Play in the garden! All the kids were very excited, especially Ren, who got the lead role, he was a prince, surely that would delight MC, he had rehearsed so much to be the perfect prince.

The play was pretty simple, he had to dance with a girl and although that wasn't in his plans he couldn't push her off the stage or MC would think he wasn't chivalrous.

The exact minute after the play ended Ren snatched the crown from the girl's head and ran after MC.

"Teacher! Teacher! I have something for you, can I put it on you?" He asked batting his eyelashes.

MC didn't wonder where the other crown came from, they assumed the girl gave it to Ren since… Well, it's Ren. The teacher knelt down with a smile and bowed their head to allow the little boy to place the crown.

They were surprised with a tender kiss on the lips, making them gasp and quickly get up, the crown was on their head... but Ren had stolen a kiss from them!

The little boy was blushing, so happy that he couldn't stop giggling.

It was a shame that there were so many eyes looking at him with great anger at that moment.

As for Ren's reaction:

He was so happy, how could he not be? He had beaten all those losers in the classroom

He made enemies but he tries to maintain a good reputation with MC

The bad thing is that he couldn't steal more kisses from MC because now his teacher was more careful when he was around.

Mycheal.

Flowers are pretty but you are not allowed to pick them from the school garden.

It was early in the morning, not all the children had arrived yet to start class, MC arranged their notebooks and prepared the lesson for that day, while Mycheal walked through the garden looking for flowers to give to his teacher.

He knew that was not allowed but the best flowers were always there, since MC watered the plants every day, so considerate!

Finally he reached the rose bush, that was always dangerous because many times he tried to take them because of how beautiful they were but it hurt a lot, the thorns were terrible.

But today he would do it! A little pain was nothing compared to his teacher's laughter.

The little blond crouched in front of the bush and held a couple of roses, taking a deep breath when the thorns embedded themselves in his skin and he began to pull.

Harder and harder until his body fell on his back, tears came out of his eyes but he smiled when he saw a pair of red roses in his hands.

"Teacher! Teacher! Look what I made for you!" He was so proud of his bouquet that he was unable to see MC's worried face.

"Mycheal, you know you shouldn't pick flowers from the garden… Come, let's put them in a vase and heal your hands." MC said, taking the little boy's little hands to give kisses to his palms, which were bleeding a little because of the thorns.

As for Mycheal's reaction:

Mycheal learned to use gloves to pick flowers, but he can't do it anymore or he'll get punished.

Now he gets into fights on purpose to get kisses on his wounds.

He's also gotten kisses thanks to sharing his lunch with MC.

Keith and Tenebris.

Nap time in the garden, but there are always a couple of kids who don't sleep.

All the little ones were resting on the padded floor, covered by blankets after MC read them a story…

All except Keith and Tenebris of course, the twins were sitting near MC, Keith wanted more stories while Tenebris just wanted hugs.

Their teacher decided to read the story of "Sleeping Beauty", a simple story with a happy ending, he got to the part where the princess was woken up with a kiss, which gave Tenebris an idea.

The boy stood up and ran straight to the wall, crashing into it and falling to the ground, although he didn't use that much force it did scare MC, who didn't understand why the boy did that.

"Tenebris needs a kiss to wake up." The boy whispered with his eyes closed, waiting for said kiss.

Although ridiculous, it was also adorable so the teacher bent down to kiss the little boy's forehead.

"Me too! Me too!" Keith whimpered, clinging to his teacher's arm before receiving a kiss on his forehead.

As for Keith and Tenebris's reaction:

They discovered that they will get more affection if they make a truce, both asking for kisses at the same time to get double the affection.

They also both ask for kisses from MC behind the other's back.

Now they always try to stay awake during nap time, so the other students won't bother MC.

Solivan Brugmansia.

Spring event, it's time to bring out your artistic talents! But not in the case of the teacher.

MC had ordered their students to draw a picture of the things they liked most about spring, a simple activity to celebrate the beginning of spring, they were allowed to use crayons, paints, watercolors, chalk…

"Doe, don't eat the colors!" They ran towards the curious child who was trying to put a color in his mouth.

Being a teacher wasn't easy and although most of his students drove them crazy they had to admit that it was adorable.

Time passed, slowly while the children concentrated, it was strange that there was so much silence but not inopportune, the teacher decided to walk around their students to supervise their work, stopping behind Sol.

He had drawn a garden, it seemed that in the background were the horses and… MC?

The teacher sighed, stroking the boy's head and kissing his cheek, he just hoped that his parents wouldn't come to the festival asking weird questions because of how attached Sol seemed to be to him.

As for Sol's reaction:

He still doesn't understand why his parents worry when he draws his teacher, he loves MC!

Prone to developing praise kink.

His artistic skills would evolve thanks to his obsession with drawing MC, which would lead to more compliments and more kisses, clever, huh?

Damon.

Time to go out and play! Sometimes tears bring good things.

The whole group followed the teacher in a row, like baby ducks following their mother, they were on their way to the playground in the kindergarten, holding hands so as not to get lost of course.

They all made a circle on the field while MC prepared the game for the day, nothing too complicated.

In the end they decided to play soccer, nothing serious, just a bunch of little kids kicking the ball around each other.

It could have been entertaining if it weren't for the fact that Damon kept trying to catch the ball with his mouth, it made some people laugh but MC was worried, the real problem came when Ren tried to kick the ball while Damon was so close to catching it with his teeth.

Fortunately there was no blood but there were tears from little Damon, who cried and cried with his arms up, wanting to be carried by MC.

MC told them to keep playing while they tended to Damon, taking him to the infirmary where they made sure to hold him in their arms and caress his sweet little cheeks so that the swelling would go down.

His teacher kissed his head lovingly.

"There, there, there… Are you feeling better, Damon? It's over, don't worry, but you should know that you shouldn't use your mouth in a game where your legs are used, understood?"

As for Damon's reaction:

He understands that injuries mean kisses and cuddles from MC, prone to getting into fights to get more and then blaming Peter.

He's like a puppy, always rubbing his head against MC for attention.

He asks for kisses every day, if he doesn't get them he'll instantly sob like a pup.

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competitivemen · 3 days ago

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David really didn't like being assigned to go on so many jobs with his coworker, Keith, and he thought that the feeling was mutual. While David tried to get along with him, Keith did not make it easy. David being new in the job meant that he was often unsure of how to complete a task, and he didn't respond well to Keith's teaching style of forcing him to try it until he got it right. When he refused to out of fear of messing up, he'd be called lazy.

The social side was also a problem. Keith and the rest of their colleagues would often banter about and make crude jokes that David was too reserved to even think about making. It made David uncomfortable when they joked about how sweaty their balls were after a day's work or talked about how much they needed a good wank. Keith was definitely the most crass and boisterous of David's colleges who made most of these sort of jokes and was also the one who directed them at David the most often.

It didn't help that David seemed to be the only gay guy Keith knew. It meant that David had a constant barrage of gay jokes directed towards him. He was frankly tired of Keith's taunts, such as Keith jokingly grabbing his own crotch while asking David if he's ever thought about sucking straight dick or showing off his sweaty armpits and mockingly asking David if sniffing hairy men is the sort of thing gay guys are into.

What made it really hard for David to ignore was that he was secretly desperate to do all those things. He had to put all his effort into suppressing his reaction to Keith's barbs. He'd never live it down if he got a hard on in the middle of the work day. It certainly wouldn't lessen Keith's jokes.

It all came to a head when, once again, David and Keith were alone on a job. David was trying to focus on the task at hand, but he was being distracted by Keith's builders bum that was really showing off his hairy arse. David had to fight the urge to give it a sniff.

He must have been staring at it for too long because he was suddenly brought out of his fantasising by Keith's yell. "Oi, earth to planet Fag! Stop drooling over my arse and get the tools." He barked, having caught David red-handed.

David tried to get out a few unconvincing denials while turning as red as a tomato, but Keith wasn't having any of it. "Stop sputtering like a car engine; you're fooling no one. Now get the tools! If you're quick about it, I'll let you have a lick, ha!" He said it with a mocking grin before turning back to the job.

It took a moment for Keith's words to fully register in David's frazzled brain. When they finally did, he was off like a shot, getting the tools and bringing them to Keith in record time. As he placed the tools down beside Keith, he shifted nervously before finally building up the courage to speak. "W-was I quick enough?"

Not taking his eyes off his work, Keith let out a derisive laugh. "Yeah, knock yourself out." He said, rolling his eyes at what he thought was his colleagues' poor attempt at leaning into the joke.

Except David was anything but joking. As soon as he was given the supposed go-ahead, he crouched down to just behind his colleague's exposed bum. He didn't pause as his hands reached for Keith's waistband, and in one swift movement, he tugged the pants down, fully exposing Keith's hairy arse.

Before Keith could do more than let out a surprised yell, David had shoved his face right in between Keith's arse cheeks. He did so with enough force that it caused Keith to topple forward. Keith let out a pained grunt as he was forced to drop his tools and put his hands out in order to arrest his fall.

His face now firmly planted where he wanted it, David greedily sniffed up the smell of sweat and musk from the hairy arse crack that his nose was logged in. Finally, he was getting to smell the scents he'd only been able to fantasise about before. The aromas caused him to gasp in pleasure. Due to his position, he opened his mouth directly onto Keith's puckered hole.

The sensation of lips brushing against and air being blown across his backdoor finally brought Keith enough out of shock to be able to form words again. "Fucking hell! I was joking. You sick fuck." He grunted as he tried to move his arse away, but to little success.

David flushed red, but he didn't remove himself from Keith's arse. Instead, he opened his mouth again and tentatively stuck his tongue out to poke at Keith's hole. "I'm sorry." He said before again, licking Keith's puckered hole. "I'm not very good with jokes." Another lick. "Let me make it up to you." He said before puckering his lips and giving Keith's hole a sloppy wet kiss.

Keith had to stop himself from moaning as David peppered his back entrance with licks and kisses. David's tongue was driving him mad with its constant teasing flicks. Finally, it grew too much. Keith stopped trying to pull away and began shoving his ass backwards into David's face. But still, David would only tease the entrance to Keith's arse.

With a cry of frustration, Keith demanded more. "For fucks sake. If you're going to be an arse lickings slut, at least fucking commit to it! Stick your tongue up there, bitch!" He growled.

David didn't need to be told twice. He vigorously began working his tongue into Keith's tight hole. Keith gave up on suppressing his moans as he felt David's tongue worming its way into him.

Soon, David had breached Keith's ring and was aggressively thrusting his tongue as far up Keith's ass as he could go. "Fuck yesss. Eat my fucking hole." Keith groaned as he was eaten out.

David lost himself in the trance of making out with his colleague's asshole. He didn't know how long he'd been at it, and he didn't care. His world had reduced down to worshipping the hairy hole in front of him.

Suddenly, David's face was forced back, his tongue slipping out of Keith's hole with an audible slurp. Whining at the loss of being able to touch the object of his devotion, David tried to shove his face back into Keith's arse, but Keith's strong arms kept him at bay.

Keith had shoved David away so that he could flip over, shoving his pants completely down to his ankles as he did. Now Keith was lying on his back, his rock-hard cock standing tall between him and David. It was a thick and hairy member, and David gulped at the thought of having to take it inside of him.

"Fuck, your tongues really got me going. You're a world-class arse licker. Now, open up; let's see if your throat is just as talented." Keith said as he shuffled himself towards David until his cock was pressed against David's lips, looking for entry.

But David was apprehensive; he'd never taken a cock as big as Keith's before and was worried about gagging on it. He made his reservations clear. "I don't think I can take you." He said, sending a pleading look at Keith's face, past his twitching cock.

With a growl, Keith slapped David's face with his hard cock. "Fucking, work shy, cunt. At least try taking it." He said, both his voice and face showing his clear contempt for David's reluctance.

Recovering from being cock slapped and trying not to think about the pre-cum now splattered across his cheek or the hard cock in front of him, David was still resistant. "I can't. Look, why don't we just forget about this for now and get back to the job? I kno-"

David was cut off when Keith grabbed his head and forced it downwards, impaling his rock-hard cock into David's mouth.

"You fucking tease. Do you really think you can snog my ass and then cut me off before taking my load? I don't fucking think so." Snarled Keith as he rammed David's head down his cock, forcing his cock past David's mouth and into his throat.

David started gagging on the cock that was now stretching his throat. He tried to push himself off, but Keith kept his head firmly in place, meaning his spasming throat did nothing but massage the cock lodged in it.

Keith groaned at the sensation and began bobbing David's head up and down his shaft, treating David's throat more like a fleshlight than a coworker.

Keith set a brutal pace at which he drilled into David's mouth. David had to use every brief rise to the tip of Keith's cock to gasp for as much air as he could before he was inevitably slammed back down. He was worried he'd pass out. That didn't slow Keith down one bit.

"Yes, take my cock. Your throat is so fucking tight. Fuck." Rambled Keith as he bounced David's head up and down his cock.

David's eyes became unfocused as his mouth was fucked. He could hardly think as his throat was stretched open, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold out on snatched breaths for much longer. Knowing he couldn't stop Keith from using him to get off, his only option was to get Keith to cum as quickly as possible.

In his current predicament, there were only two ways he could think of to speed along Keith's orgasm.

First, he forced his throat to relax and stopped resisting Keith's manhandling off his head. He tried as best as he could to act as the cocksleave that Keith was using him as. Feeling David's resistance stop, Keith hissed his approval and picked up the pace of his thrusts.

Secondly, his hands now free from trying to push himself off Keith's cock, David wrapped his hands around Keith's hairy arse and began working his fingers into the sweaty ass crack, trying to locate Keith's puckered hole. When he found it, it was still wet with spit from David's earlier tongue-fucking. As such, he met minimal resistance as he stabbed his fingers into Keith's back door.

Keith howled as his backdoor was invaded. Trying to escape the sensation, he trusted his hips forward and up into the air. He'd been bringing David's head down onto his cock at that same moment, resulting in him burying himself right to the base inside of David's mouth and throat.

David struggled to take it all and not lose focus of what his fingers were doing as he found his face pressed against Keith's pubes. He couldn't help but get a whiff of Keith's musky scent. His eyes began to water, both from the smell as well as the cock restricting the flow of air down his throat.

Regaining focus, he frantically wiggled his fingers around the inside of Keith's arse, trying to find Keith's prostate. As he searched, Keith body rythed about, forcing his hips up and down and his cock in and out of David's mouth.

Finally, David's fingers found their mark. It was too much for Keith to handle. With a roar, Keith buried himself to the hilt and sprayed his load down David's throat, who had to frantically gulp down as much of Keith's massive load as he could to prevent himself from choking on it.

Once Keith's balls were fully drained, he at last released his hold of David's head, allowing David to withdraw enough to take a full breath. As he did, cum sprayed out of his mouth, covering his lips, chin, and clothing, making him look more like a used sex toy than a person. A look only enhanced by David's stained crotch, which he'd saturated with his own load while he'd been gagging on Keith's cock.

They both collapsed to the ground in exhaustion. Keith was the first to recover enough to be able to speak. "Fuck, I needed that. Now that I've broken you in, you'll be going on a lot more jobs with me. Now get yourself cleaned up; we've got a job to finish, and we're running behind because of you." He said as he pulled up his pants and turned back to the job.

David found going onto jobs with Keith to be a lot more pleasant after that. Whenever he didn't get something, Keith was now more than willing to drill him on it until he got it. David's much more repetitive attitude and willingness to give things a try made the process much more pleasant for Keith as well. David was happy to learn all the tricks of the trade at Keith's knee while being down on his own.

He also felt much more comfortable socially. Keith and his other coworkers' jibes didn't bother him anymore. When they called him a cocksucking cum dump, David could laugh right along with them. It was true after all. David felt much more like he was a part of the team now that they were regularly giving him their loads.

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