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for those of you keeping up with the sam reich!master/game master cinematic universe currently being masterminded by the delightful @northernfireart and my good self: oh BOY there's a part 3 coming, and she's a doozy, currently clocking in at 9600+ words with a decent chunk still to go. the end is in sight, though, and while i might split the final post into two or maybe three parts, depending on how i'm feeling, hopefully i'll be able to get the first of those parts out on sunday/monday (time zones...) to fill the hole left by the game changer episode that should be released at that time...
however! delayed gratification is for chumps! so to whet your collective appetite, i've put together a "trailer" of scene fragments >:3 feel free to read on its own, or while listening to this particular track for added ambience!
trailer starts under the cut for those who want to launch into part 3 when it comes out without spoilers :)
The Doctor ran his hands over the TARDIS console, marvelling at her clean lines and metallic flourishes, the way that even now she felt brand new but familiar, and paused. Heâd just pop off for a quick adventure, nothing too dangerous, butâwhere to go?
He could scan for a distress call nearby, and pitch in to help. He could drop in on Donna and Shaun and Rose, beautiful Rose, and see how they were all doing. Or he could just hit the randomiser button, and jump in feet first wherever he ended up.
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This was a game show. And with the Toymaker banished, and Satellite Five not coming into existence for another 198000 years, give or take, the Doctor found himself smiling. Maybe third time would be the charm.
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âGet ready for a Game Changer!â came the hostâs voice from onstage. âTonightâs guests: he can shoot off a monologue with laser accuracy; itâs Brennan Lee Mulligan!â
Brennan, his back to the camera as the curtains opened, spun on his heel and, with a stone-cold expression, pointed finger guns straight down the barrel, before letting the facade crack open. âHi!â he exclaimed, and walked over to the leftmost podium.
âItâs his first appearance, but heâs already on fire; itâs the Doctor!â
The Doctor leant against the archway to the stage and flashed a broad smile towards the camera, then in a few skipping steps, had bounded over to the next free podium.Â
âAnd even in the toughest of mazes, youâll always be able to find him; itâs Grant OâBrien!â
Grant dipped his lanky frame into an approximation of a curtsey, spreading his arms wide, then sauntered over to the closest podium with a grin.
âAnd your host, me!â Sam Reich announced, a ring of manic white showing around his irises as he beamed down the barrel of the camera. âIâve been here the whole time!â
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âand then came the crash, the explosive noise of heavy machinery moving relentlessly through a drywall set.
The Doctor was already moving. âEveryone down!â
âDuck!â Brennan yelled at the same time.
The two of them hit the ground within milliseconds of each other, but Grant was still paralysed in the face of the giant, science-fiction type laser cannon that had just ploughed through the wall.Â
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âIâm going to hate this so much,â Brennan muttered.
âSoâs he,â Grant smirked, then raised his voice. âOh, Daddy,â he started in a breathy singsong. âDaddy, do you want to make us play for you, huh? Do you want to degrade us, Daddy? Hurt us?â
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âYouâll never get to them all in time,â came the voice through the speaker, dangerously soft. âYou can try, of course, but if you die up here, well. That just leaves your new human friends alone with me while you regenerate, and goodness knows what I can do in that time.â
âYou donât get to do that,â the Doctor growled, even as another detonator deactivated. âYou donât get to hurt them because of me.â
For a moment, only laughter echoed into the room. âBetter make your decision now, Doctor. Two detonators down, eleven to go, and theyâll reach spark point in ten⌠nineâŚâ
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âBut you won't, don't you see? Nobody can win a rigged gameâthe best you can do is run it through to the end. You're standing at that podium, and we're over here, and that's why you can't win. Because no matter how many points you take away from me, you never had points at all. You want to beat me? Then play.âÂ
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âRun?â Brennan suggested.
âRun!â
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âAnd lastly, Doctor.â Samâs smile broadened. âSam says: say my name.â
âYou canât be,â the Doctor breathed.Â
Sam smirked, leaning in across his podium. âOh, but Doctor⌠Iâve been here the whole time,â he stage-whispered with a wink.
âHe said you lost,â the Doctor said, shaking his head, looking wrong-footed for the first time that Brennan and Grant could recall. âYou lost, and he trapped you.â
Sam just smiled, drumming his fingers against the podium with an audible beat, fast but distinct. Four taps, four taps, four taps. âIâm waiting.â
The Doctor took a slow, deep breath. Set his jaw.Â
âMaster.â
#sam reich!master#game master#doctor who#dw#game changer#dropout#sam reich#15th doctor#brennan lee mulligan#grant o'brien#sam reich!master cinematic universe#game master cinematic universe#god i remember when this was a silly little ficlet to go with a comic sketch and. boy howdy i truly cannot stop writing#she's gonna be a full episode folks#rtd hit me up#fun fact: the hardest part of this whole thing so far was writing the intros.....#unfortunately i could not stop myself from tweeting at actual sam reich to ask what his game changer intro for the doctor would be#and of course he never responded. why the fuck would he?#but it was worth a shot!#and i now have mad respect for whoever writes the intros#clari speaks#clari writes
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i'm begging you guys to start pirating shit from streaming platforms. there are so many websites where you can stream that shit for free, here's a quick HOW TO:
1) Search for: watch TITLE OF WORK free online
2) Scroll to the bottom of results. Click any of the "Complaint" links
3) You will be taken to a long list of links that were removed for copyright infringement. Use the 'find' function to search for the name of the show/movie you were originally searching for. You will get something like this (specifics removed because if you love an illegal streaming site you don't post its url on social media)
4) each of these links is to a website where you can stream shit for free. go to the individual websites and search for your show/movie. you might have to copy-paste a few before you find exactly what you're looking, but the whole process only takes a minute. the speed/quality is usually the same as on netflix/whatever, and they even have subtitles! (make sure to use an adblocker though, these sites are funded by annoying popups)
In conclusion, if you do this often enough you will start recognizing the most dependable websites, and you can just bookmark those instead. (note: this is completely separate from torrenting, which is also a beautiful thing but requires different software and a vpn)
you can also download the media in question (look for a "download" button built into the video window, or use a browser extension such as Video DownloadHelper.)
#for adblocking--ublock origin is my favorite but adblocker plus is also popular#also i once again highly recommend using firefox especially on mobile#to enable adblock on firefox mobile just click 3 dot menu > addons > addon manager > enable uBlockOrigin#that's for android i assume it's similar for iOS#update it is NOT similar for iOS bc Apple hates you. i'll write another post later#anyway. PLEASE USE AN ADBLOCK ALL THE TIME (except for specific websites you want to support)#your internet browsing experience will be so enormously improved#also on firefox if you want to get past a paywall click the 'Toggle reader view' button as soon as the page loads#(it's on the right of the taskbar. a little rectangle with horizontal lines)#works for most news sites by showing you the webpage text that is hidden under the 'you've run out of free articles' popup#doesn't work for everything but it's worth a shot
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Hey guys. So, between bomb threats in dozens of polling locations across several swing states, burned ballot boxes, an uncounted number of absentee ballots being contested and rejected, voter purging, PA with thousands of mail in ballots that need to be re-scanned as well as Elon Musk literally paying PA citizens to vote, and the second highest record voter turnout in the past century but yet currently still 15 million less blue votes compared to the 2020 election (granted counting has not finished yet), there's been a lot of call for a recount and investigation, which I personally feel like is absolutely worth doing. So anyone who can, I direct you here to make your requests on this ASAP
edit: I'll keep my original text here but since some of this is already quickly becoming outdated and I'm now seeing much better posts than mine circulating, I'm turning off reblogs, here's a good post to check out
#us elections#election 2024#2024 presidential election#us politics#kamala harris#donald trump#mine#i might just be grasping at straws but hey i think it's worth a shot
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Sanji wearing skirts v.2
#little redraw with a correction and new doodle#one piece#one piece anime#one piece manga#black leg sanji#zosan#sanzo#<implied#my art#sanji in a dress#sanji in a skirt#doodles#transfem sanji#<can be#it probably won't do numbers like v1 but worth a shot lol
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Hey guess what it's time for a big ol' Relativity screenshot edit sketchdump!!!!
#gravity falls#relativity falls#screenshot edit#mabel pines#dipper pines#stan pines#ford pines#candy chiu#pacifica northwest#aaaaa I'm so glad to finally get these out there ^^#it was about time I got around to redrawing the scary-oke scene :D#technically I'd already posted that last roadside attraction pic#but I've polished it up since then to match the newer ones so I figured it was worth posting again#idk how the heck I hadn't done the author reveal shot with dipper yet#that's like the most obvious thing in the world#also hey relativity pacifica reveal I guess#I couldn't very well NOT have her be the one running against mabel for mayor now could I
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it was always you Sylus/Reader | 10.6K words | Masterlist | AO3 [part 2 of but if itâs forever, itâs even better] âA baby⌠A baby. Baby. âŚyouâre pregnant. Pregnant. With my baby.â A/N: I let Tumblr peer pressured me into writing a part two. â¤ď¸ there is also an epilogue-ish part threeâŚthat I am still polishing up, so uh, give me another three weeks????? MDNI.
You had always known Sylus was a man of his words. He had made it known time and time again that he would never flatter you, never betray you, and most certainly never lie to you, so when the man himself promised that he would get you pregnant, he was going to get you pregnant.
âSylusâah! IâŚI might already be pregâah!â
You bit down into his shoulder, arms wrapped tightly around his neck, clinging to him and clenching tightly as he continued to drive into you mercilessly, showing no sign of stopping or easing until you were both finished. You cried into his shoulder, gasping and moaning needily, as he spread you more, taking you in deeper and just hitting that sweet spot over and over again.
âOhhhâŚâ Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, unable to even remember what you were about to say.
âCanât be too sure,â Sylus said with a wolfish grin, pleased to see you such a quivering mess beneath him, cheeks all flushed red and eyes dazed with complete lust for him. Even though he could hear you protesting feebly, your body was betraying your true feelings, easily and eagerly taking him in.
âSylusâ!â
Sylus covered your mouth with his large hand, muffling the noises, but the feel of him still relentlessly thrusting in and out of you nevertheless had you helplessly moaning into his hand, your eyes looking up at him with tears brimming in the corners.
âCareful, sweetie,â he chided, smirking, âWouldnât want your neighbors to know what weâre doing, right?â
You moaned into his hand again, the feeling of him pounding into you had robbed you of all other coherent thoughts or even any feeling of modesty, your only focus in this moment was on him, the way he spoke, and the lewd noises of him fucking you. You whimpered and gasped when he removed his hand, but just as quickly your sounds were swallowed by his mouth as he greedily devoured your cries. When he pulled back, a string of saliva connected the two of you. He gazed at you haughtily, completely obsessed by the dazed look you gave him.
He chuckled darkly, his hand cupped your cheek, gently caressing you. âThen again,â he murmured, eyes twinkling mischievously, âI donât particularly care if anyone hears us.â
He kissed you again. âGoing to give me an heir?â he murmured, his tone holding shades of a light tease.
You tried to glare at him, but he laughed it off. âYou are insufferable,â you griped, but almost immediately after you said that, he purposefully thrusted in harder, watching with amusement when your eyes rolled to the back of your head again, your pleased moans countering your earlier annoyed tone.
âWhat was that, sweetie?â he teased.
âSylusâŚâ you whined and gripped his arm pleadingly, âI canât take this anymoreâhowâoh, godâhow much longer?â
His eyes darkened, taking in the sight of you shaking with pleasure beneath him. He had been pushing you to your limits, taking you whenever he could, as often as he could. His own breathing grew shakier, his thoughts wandering, his eyes glazing with desire.
Not until itâs confirmed.
Not untilâŚyouâre round and heavy with my childâŚ
I need to keep breeding youâŚuntil youâre pregnantâŚ
Gonna fill you up, knock you upâŚ
Need to see you swellâŚmake you mineâŚgonna fuck my child into youâ
âFuckââ The thought of you carrying his baby had him coming quicker than either of you expected, and you whined at the feeling of how full he was making you feel. It was too much, and yet, your own body wanted more, wanted to milk him until he was empty, until his seed flooded your womb completely.
âSylusâŚ!â
âFuck, sweetie,â he panted, his large body hovered closely over yours, only held up by his forearms as he stared into your eyes as he emptied himself into you. He kissed you roughly, his frenzied words coming out in between sharp gasps of breath, âYouâre going to look so fucking pretty with my baby in you. Wonât be able to keep my hands off of youâgonna feel you up, fuck you again and againâoh, sweetieâŚâ
You whimpered against his kisses, his dizzying words making the blood rushed straight to your head. Your arms wrapped around his neck, clinging to him tightly as you felt his body relaxing against yours. âSylusâŚI feel soâŚfullâŚâ
He groaned as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. You felt him nibbling on your skin, felt all of his body heat against yours as you both slowly settled down from your shared euphoria.
For the next few minutes, neither of you spoke, the only sound heard in your bedroom was the two of you steadying your breathing. Then, you heard Sylus speaking up: âLetâs rest for a bit,â he said, pulling out of you and laying facedown next to you, his arms slung protectively over your stomach. He peered at you with a weary smirk, saying, âWeâll continue again laterâŚâ
âWhat? Again?â You startled at his words, eyes widening in shock as you exclaimed, âWeâve already done it three times tonight!â
âOh, sweetie, you know I have a big appetiteâin more ways than one.â
He hungrily kissed you, your small face held in his large hands, his touch gentle, but his kisses were ravenous. He parted, giving you a moment to catch your breath, but his words did nothing to calm your racing heart: âAnd when it comes to you,â he husked, âmy craving is never satisfied.â
âI can never face my neighbors againâŚâ
âGood. You should come live with me in the N109 Zone anyway.â
âYou can at least pretend to sympathize with me for one minute.â
âI wouldnât know how. Being empathetic is not in my nature, sweetie.â
For the next few weeks, you fell into a strange routine. If you werenât in Sylusâ bed, then he was in yours, and while you would often protest against his enthusiastic advances, eventually you would always succumb to your desires, letting him have his ways with you to his heartâs content.
With so much going on, you didnât notice the telling signs at first.
Fatigue? Work had been hectic lately.
Nausea? There had been a bug going around the city.
Tender breasts? Perhaps you were about to have your period.
ExceptâŚthat was when you realized your period never arriving. You went over the dates, checked the calendar three, four times, as you did the calculations in your head.
You were late.
Your heart sped up, hands already resting on your lower abdomen. Your nerves were in bundles, thoughts haywire.
YouâŚmight beâŚ
Pregnant.
Pregnant.
With Sylusâ baby.
Several pregnancy tests later, you stared at the row of pregnancy tests on your bathroom counter neatly lined up with identical results: Positive. You were pregnant.
You sat down on the edge of your bathtub, hand once again feeling your flat belly. So many thoughts ran through your mind, so many questions weighing you down. You had, more or less, planned this, but now that it was a realityânow that you were pregnant with Sylusâ babyâyou felt nervous.
You couldnât even pinpoint the reason for your anxiety. It was just a combination of so many different things, and while you could just continue to sit and mull and worry on your own, you knew you would rather go see Sylus as soon as possible. Taking a look at the late time, you decided first thing tomorrow morning, you would head over to the N109 Zone and see Sylus.
For now, you hoped a warm shower could help calm your nerves enough for you to sleep through the night.
The following morning, you woke up early to do a few chores around the apartment before heading outside for a quick walk to clear your head. You walked around the block, silently rehearsing in your head the different ways you could make your announcement. The previous night, you had ended up staying up later than intended, browsing videos and social media posts about how other people had made their pregnancy announcements. While many of them were cute, some even ingenious, you felt they didnât seem right for you and Sylus.
As you approached your apartment building again, still lost in thoughts, you heard a caw nearby and instantly frowned, mumbling to yourself, âOh, noâŚâ
After a quick scan of your surroundings, your eyes caught sight of the familiar metallic wings flapping overhead before a certain mechanical crow landed on a nearby tree to perch, his eyes staring straight in your direction. You gritted your teeth in annoyance before you calmed your breathing. You slowly exhaled, forced on a sweet smile, and then called out to the mechanical crow in a sing-song voice, âOh, Mephie~ whoâs a pretty birdie?â
Mephisto gave you an indignant caw, and you feigned hurt, pouting at him. âOh, donât be like that, Mephie,â you cooed, âWeâre besties, remember?â
Mephisto shuffled on his perch, cocking his head at you in confusion.
âAnd as besties,â you continued, taking off your rings to dangle in front of the crow, âWe should be nice to one another, right? Help each other out, even?â
You could have sworn you saw the gleam of interest in Mephistoâs eyes when he noticed the shiny rings you were waving at him. Gotcha, you thought, pleased that your plan was working out.
âThese rings,â you said, holding them out in the palm of your hand, âfor your silence on this matter.â
Mephisto looked up at you confused.
âOh, donât pretend like you donât know what Iâm talking about,â you scolded the crow, folding your hand and gripping the rings tightly. âYou are not telling Sylus about my pregnancy before me!â
You opened your hand again, holding up your bribe as offering. âNow, do we have a deal, Mephisto?â
You grinned when Mephisto eagerly and greedily seized the rings, giving you a nod before flying away with his new treasures.
You quickly headed inside to get changed. While Mephisto did seem to agree to your bribe, you still would rather head over to the N109 Zone as soon as possible to share the news with Sylus before any other mishaps could happen.
It was eight in the morning when you finally arrived at Onychinusâ base in the N109 Zone, an area constantly shrouded in darkness and where the entire concept of time felt utterly meaningless. It was also when Sylus would be asleep, seeing as his schedule and yours were polar opposite. Sylus tended to be in foul mood whenever he was woken up during his sleep, so you really should let him sleep for a bit longer. It almost didnât seem right to wake him up so suddenly and, in according to his schedule, so early.
But then you remembered your recent bouts of morning sickness was all his fault, so you grinned and barged into his home loudly, startling Luke and Kieran who were lounging around in the dining area.
âMiss Hunter! What are you doing here so early in the morning?â Kieran rose from his seat in a chair while Luke remained seated on the table.
âYeah, Boss is still asleep,â Luke added, âW-wait, where are you going?â
You grinned and ignored the twins who both gotten to their feet to trail after you nervously as you headed in the direction of Sylusâ bedroom.
âW-wait, Boss is going to be pissed if heâs woken up at this time!â Luke grabbed your arm to stop you, and you peered up at him with a startling sweet smile. Even with the mask covering his face, you could sense how nervous he was, whether it was because of the prospect of waking Sylus up or your frighteningly cheerful smile, you werenât sure.
âItâs alright, you two,â you cooed, voice so saccharine it made them wonder what you were up to. You continued in a chipper voice, âHeâs going to be thrilled by what I have to tell him.â
âWell,â Kieran started, scratching his head thoughtfully, âMiss Hunter does have him wrapped around her fingerâŚâ
âRight, Boss practically grovels at her feetâwait, donât tell him I said that!â
By this point, you were already outside Sylusâ bedroom with the twins a good several feet away staring at you with mild horror. You quietly shooed them away and watched with a smile as they slunk back to the dining room while muttering among themselves. You couldnât be bothered to care about what they could be whispering about.
You exhaled slowly, and then quietly opened the door, peering into the dark room with caution. Your eyes scanned the large bedroom, checking for any distractions, any oddities that could ruin this planned perfect moment.
âGood, Mephie is not in there,â you mumbled to yourself when you noticed the empty bird perch. You made a mental note to find something extra shiny for the mechanical bird for keeping his end of the deal. You continued your quiet surveillance, and when your eyes finally landed on the bed, you found Sylus asleep under the cover, seeing his chest rising and falling steadily.
You grinned.
As you tiptoed into the bedroom, you couldnât help but noticed a large stray feather of Mephisto was laying on the floor. Your grin widened as you picked it up and made your way over to Sylusâ bed.
He was sound asleep.
He looked so peaceful, almost ethereal, even.
You smiled and leaned closer, using the feather to tickle his face.
Sylus stirred with an annoyed groan.
You quickly suppressed a giggle. Just as you were about to tickle his nose, Sylus opened his eyes and you startled from seeing his red irises so suddenly. Immediately, you let out a shriek when Sylus unexpectedly grabbed your wrist and pulled you into bed with him.
âYou shouldnât have snuck in here like this, sweetie,â he chided, holding you firmly to him.
You struggled in his embrace, but Sylus simply smirked, showing no sign of letting you go any time soon. âWho provoked who first?â he questioned arrogantly, giving your thigh a light smack.
You glared up at him, exclaiming, âIs that any way to treat the woman carrying your baby?â
He paused.
He stared.
And then he spokeâvoice so rough, so dry.
âA baby⌠A baby. Baby. âŚyouâre pregnant. Pregnant. With my baby.â
He had unconsciously let you go, barely noticing when you knelt next to him on the bed, grinning from ear to ear. You watched with delight, seeing the normally calm and haughty crime leader having a complete brain malfunction as he attempted to process your news, his eyes darting back and forth from your face and your stomach. Several emotions flashed across Sylusâ eyes ranging from confusion to surprise to shock before finally settling on joyâabsolute, complete wholehearted joy.
You gasped when he pulled you into his firm embrace again, your face pressed to his chest as you felt his hands rubbing you up and down. You whined against him and he looked down at you completely delighted. His lips instantly pressed against yours, silencing your cries.
âWeâre having a baby,â he murmured again, still not quite registering the words, finding them to sound so foreign on his tongue. âMy god, weâre having a babyâŚâ
âHow many times are you going to say that?â You looked at him with a pout and he just grinned at you again.
âUntil you give birth.â
You instantly blushed. âWhat are you sayingââ
He sat back, leaning against the headboard and pulling you into his lap. You watched as his large hand lay over your still-flat belly curiously. He shook his head in disbelief, huffing quietly, âA baby. Thereâs a baby in thereâŚâ
âY-YeahâŚâ you mumbled back, still finding the whole situation surreal as well. It was your body, but even you couldnât quite wrap your head around the fact that you were now carrying a new life inside you. Your eyes rested on your stomach. It was still so flat. How could a baby be growing in there? How could you get bigger?
You tilted your head a little, your questioning thoughts starting to drift to a new direction. You wondered when you would start showing. When would you start to feel the little kicks and movements? How big were you going to get? Were you having a boy or a girl? Would Sylus truly love you like thisâ
You teared up. Sylus immediately noticed and looked startled.
You started crying.
âWh-whatâs wrong? Sweetie, why are you crying? Why are you upset?â
You were immediately pulled into his embrace, his hand automatically rubbing the back of your head gently to soothe you as you cried against his chest. You heaved and sobbed against him as he mumbled comforting words, hoping they would calm you down.
âDid I do something?â he questioned softly, feeling helpless when he felt you shaking in his arms, unable to calm down or speak clearly.
You shook your head.
âAre you hurt somewhere?â
âN-noâŚâ you mumbled feebly against his chest.
âThen why are you crying? Sweetie, talk to meâŚâ
âI-I donât knowâŚâ
Sylus peered down at your head and smiled gently. âI think a certain kitten is fibbing.â
âQuit itâŚâ
âI will if she tells me why sheâs crying.â
You grumbled against his chest, protesting quietly when he pulled you back to look at your reddened face and puffy eyes. He held your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away your fresh tears as he shushed you gently. You sniffed.
âIâm going to get fatâŚâ
Sylus looked confused.
And then he laughed.
âAh, so is that why you are crying?â He chuckled, âSweetheart, you are not going to get fat.â
âIâm going to gain weight!â
âFor our baby,â he emphasized. âThe baby is going to be growing inside you.â
âYouâll stop loving meâŚâ
Sylus immediately frowned; his earlier mirth disappeared in that instance. His eyes narrowed in anger as he spoke coldly, âWhat did you say?â
You clammed up, unprepared for his entire demeanor change. You let out a shaky breath when Sylus grabbed your chin, gentle but firm, and held your gaze to him. His thumb brushed over your trembling lips as he spoke, his tone leaving no room for arguments, âI wonât ever stop loving you.â
He didnât raise his voice, but the way he said those words so evenly, so softly and resolutely, they rang loud in the large room. Your heart pounded in your chest, his icy gaze on you rendered you speechless, making you forget about your earlier insecurities. He leaned his face closer to you, his lips just a breath away from yours. âIf anything,â he continued, voice dropping lower, âIâll love you even more.â
You whimpered when he captured your lips, his sweet kiss a binding seal for his ardent words. When he parted, he pressed his forehead to yours, his voice still breathless and unyielding, âDonât ever question my love for you again.â
Your eyes lowered, embarrassed by your earlier outburst. You nodded obediently.
The room was quiet as you and Sylus remained still, him waiting patiently for you to calm yourself. Meanwhile, you felt your cheeks reddening as you replayed the last few minutes in your mind, your embarrassment growing stronger as you realized how silly and ridiculous you were being.
âSylus?â
âHmm?â
âI think Iâm having mood swings alreadyâŚâ
âNo kiddingâŚâ
âWhat did you say?!â
âMy kitten,â he answered, kissing your forehead. He lay back down in bed, pulling you on top of him gently. Your head lifted, your protests dying instantly when you caught sight of his sweet expression, eyes closed and a pleased smile on his face. Your heart instantly melted, any residual doubts lingering in your mind disappeared the moment you heard him sighing blissfully: âWeâre having a babyâŚâ
âAre you sure you donât want to let people know Onychinusâ leader is your baby daddy?â
âIâm sure.â
âSure-sure, or pregnancy-brain-I-might-change-my-mind-again-sure?â
âSure-sure.â
âPositive?â
âPositive!â
âReallyââ
âSylus! Absolutely, positively, undoubtedly 100% sure!â
âMood swing?â
âI will melt your vinyl collection.â
For the longest time, it seemed your belly continued to remain flat as a board, making even you yourself doubtful about whether or not you were truly pregnant. If it werenât for that first ultrasound you got at your prenatal visit, you probably would have dismissed the whole thing as a false positive.
However, the moment you saw that small speck on the ultrasound photo, the moment you caught Sylusâ own surprised expression, you both knew that this was real. Your lives were changing in the most astoundingly beautiful way possible, and no matter how much you both may prep for the arrival of your bundle of joy, you knew nothing would ever be like before.
How wonderful, you thought.
One morning, early in your second trimester, you noticed a slight rounding in your middle after waking up. You cautiously touched it, startled by the feeling of the curve. You could have sworn that just eight hours earlier, you still had your flat stomach, but right now you could definitely see a distinct difference, see the way it was beginning to shape and fill out. You touched it more firmly, still unused to the surrealism of this moment.
âItâsâŚhappeningâŚâ you muttered to yourself, still trying to come to terms with this reality. You startled again when you heard your phone ringing.
It was Sylus, wanting to video chat. You answered immediately.
âGood morning!â you greeted him.
âMorning,â he yawned back, and you realized it was probably his ânightâ time now. âI just wanted to check in on you before you went to work. How are you feeling?â
âGood!â you responded brightly. Possibly a little too brightly, because Sylus immediately raised a questioning brow.
ââGood?ââ he repeated, crossing his arms in confusion. âHowâs your morning sickness?â
âHavenât had anyâyet,â you answered cautiously. Then you smiled brightly and adjusted the phone to show your midriff. You lifted your pajamas top excitedly, exclaiming, âBut look! Iâm starting to show!â
You had expected Sylus to be excited, but his expression and entire demeanor was a far cry from what you had anticipated the notorious Onychinus leader to have. He seemed upset, and you frowned, slowly pulling your top back down. âWhy arenât you excited?â
âHuh?â He didnât seem to realize his expression was upsetting you. He sighed, and apologized immediately. âI am excited,â he clarified, though his tone suggested otherwise, âItâs justâŚâ
âJust what?â you demanded, feeling hurt that his behavior was not like what you had expected.
âI want you here with me.â
Your face softened. âWhat?â
âYouâre starting to show,â he continued, âand it made me realize I donât want to miss another second of your pregnancy. Iâm justâŚupset that I am not by your side right now, seeing your belly grow, feeling it, taking care of youâŚâ
You could feel your cheeks warming because of his words.
âCome live with me?â
âButââ
Sylus sighed, already expecting the usual excuses: your job, your life, everything you loved was in bright, sunny Linkon City. Not the dark and dreary N109 Zone.
âBut my plushiesâŚâ
Sylus blinked, confused.
âSweetie, I have more than enough room here for your belongings.â
âMy jobââ
âDidnât you say your captain was putting you on desk duty?â he interrupted you, smirking, âSurely the Hunters Association allows their employeesâespecially ones in theirâŚdelicate conditionâthe option to work remotely?â
ââŚâ
âNo more excuses?â
âNot at the momentâŚGive me a sec.â
Sylus chuckled. âIâll have Luke and Kieran make arrangements for your move.â
You gawked at him. âI never said yes!â
âNot explicitly,â he agreed and then tilted his head a little, smirking, âSo explain to me why your eyes shined so brightly when I made my offer?â
You slumped in bed and stared at the phoneâat Sylusâ insufferable smirk.
âSweetheartâŚâ
âI want you next to me, too,â you confessed as you looked down at the small bump forming. You tentatively touched it. âI want you with us.â
You looked up at the phone screen just in time to see Sylus had a quick intake of breath, his eyes had widened a fraction, easily missed by those with untrained eyes. Then, he shook his head, almost as if in disbelief by what he had heard. He chuckled to himself. âSweetheart, Iâll see you in an hour.â
You looked confused. âI thought you were going to bed now?â
âHow can I sleep after hearing you say something so adorable?â
You blushed, and tried to keep your voice and expression neutral. âGo to bed,â you said as sternly as possible in spite of Sylusâ amused smirk at your transparent attempt. âIâm getting ready to go to work.â
âCall out,â he demanded.
âNoââ
âFine,â he said, interrupting you to your confusion, âIâll just show up to your workplace at the end of your work day.â
You stared at the phone, mouth agape. You narrowed your eyes at him. âDid you just make a threat?â
He shook his head, feigning hurt. âI am merely concerned for my pregnant girlfriend.â
âNo,â you repeated firmly. âDo. Not. Come. To. My. Work. Place.â
âHow mean,â he cooed mockingly, âYou wonât allow me to see you, you wonât let people know I fathered your babyââ
âAbout thatââ
He looked at you suspiciously. âWhat?â
âPeople kind of knowâŚâ
âI donât understand,â he said, frowning. He tilted his head to the side in confusion. âYou said you didnât want people to know the leader of Onychinus knocked you up.â
âWell, yesâand they still donât know that.â You bit your bottom lip nervously, flinching a little when Sylus questioned you again impatiently. âI couldnât just not give them a nameâTara was so excited about the news and wellââ
âWell, what?â
âI said Skye fathered my baby.â
âWhoâs Skyeâyou did what?â Sylus paused, remembering. And then he laughed. âI see, so âSkyeâ is your baby daddy then.â
The minute Sylus started smiling, you felt an uncomfortable feeling growing in the pit of your belly. You knew it wasnât your morning sickness making you feel queasy in that moment. The knot worsened when Sylus started chuckling. You flustered and asked, mildly annoyed, âWhy are you laughing?â
âNo particular reason,â he answered affably, eyes twinkling in amusement. âI can be okay with this. In factââ
Sylusâ smile widened. âI wonât come see you after work today after all.â
You breathed out in relief, but that brief moment of serenity disappeared just as quickly the moment Sylus finished his thought:
ââSkyeâ will pick you up today after work.â
âYou are absolutely insufferable.â
âSee you at five, sweetheart,â Sylus responded, smirking as he ended the call and you were left staring at your bewildered reflection in the darkened phone screen.
âWell, Baby,â You started, staring down at your small bump. You gently placed a hand over it, giving it a tentative rub. âYour daddy can be an ass sometimesâŚâ
âYou actually brought your plushies.â
âYou said you have room for them.â
âI do, butââ
âBut what?â
âI donât remember getting Bunbun, Artsy Birb, or Happy Snowman with youâŚâ
ââŚdonât worry about them.â
Before you knew it, you began calling Onychinusâ base your home. Not a second home, not a temporary home, but home. There were days you would wake up feeling disoriented, still not quite used to the N109 Zoneâs seemingly eternal darkness. There were also many mornings you would find yourself missing and yearning for the sunlight in Linkon City, but those feelings of longing disappeared the moment you felt Sylusâ arm wrapped around your waist, feeling your growing belly and hearing his soft breathing so close to you.
Your eyes fluttered opened one particular dayâor, perhaps, it was night, you werenât quite sure yetâand you felt a familiar warmth behind you. You looked down and saw a large hand covering your growing bump.
You smiled.
Your belly had grown steadily these past few weeks, becoming more and more prominent each day, and while it seemed big to you, it still looked quite small when Sylus touched it. You stared at his large hand nearly covering your entire middle, and you swallowed nervously, realizing you still had several more months of your pregnancy. Plenty of time for your baby to grow bigger.
Much bigger.
You felt nervous.
And scared.
You started to cry.
Sylus immediately woke up when he sensed the sudden shift in your emotions.
âSweetie?â He was immediately alert, sitting up and pulling you closer to him as he examined you all over looking for anything that could be causing you discomfort or distress. âWhatâs wrong? Why are you crying?â
âHow am I supposed to have your big babies?!â
Sylus looked floored.
ââŚexcuse me?â
You continued crying hysterically. âHow am I supposed to push out your big babies?!â
Sylus blinked, still not quite following your train of thought. He knew your hormones had been fluctuating all over the place, but even that did not prepare him for this conversation. He rubbed his forehead, half-wondering if he was still asleep and dreaming this whole ridiculous situation. He sighed when you continued to hysterically ramble:
âWhat was I thinking letting you knock me up with your big babies? Fuck, I wasnât thinkingâI was just a horny little slut! And now I have your big baby inside me! How am I expected to push out a baby that size? Oh, god, what if I canâtâSylus, stop laughing at me!â
Sylus was leaning against the headboard, his whole body shaking in amusement as he watched you spiral. He chuckled when you attempted to punch his shoulder, but his quick reflex easily allowed him to grab your wrist gently before pulling you into his embrace. He hummed happily when he felt your small bump pressed against his stomach.
âSweetheart, you are worrying over nothingâŚâ
âEasy for you to say, youâre not gonna be pushing something out of yourâ"
He kissed your lips, silencing you immediately. âIt will be fine,â he reassured you, âYour body was made for this.â
ââŚfor average sized babyâŚnot what youâve given meâŚâ
He quirked an eyebrow at you, half-amused, half-confused. âI might regret asking this,â he said, giving your cheek a teasing pinch to your annoyance, âbut what makes you so certain the baby is going to be abnormally big?â
âLook at you!â
He shrugged, still not quite following your train of thought.
âSylus!â
âLook,â he started while stroking your head soothingly, his voice gentle, âThe doctor said you are meeting all of the expected weight gain on time. Not under, and not over.â
You continued to sulk.
âThe baby is growing at a perfectly normal rate.â
âBut what ifâ"
He sighed. âI know all of this is scary right nowââ He pressed his lips to your forehead. âAnd IâI canât truly fathom your anxiety. Youâre scared and I wish I can make you feel betterââ
You looked up curiously.
He smiled and rubbed your cheek where he had previously pinched tenderly. âI am so bad at thisâŚâ
You stared at Sylusâ helpless smile and you felt a warmth spreading in your chest. This big intimidating man with such an imposing aura, such unfathomable confidence and charisma was rendered helpless and lost by you. You felt oddly touched by this. Your smaller hands grabbed his, holding it close to your cheek and you smiled at Sylus, surprising him.
âI might have overreacted,â you admitted sheepishly, adding, âIâm feeling better now, SylusâŚâ
He furrowed his brows. âAre you sure?â
You nodded and kissed his palm, your hand caressing his. âIâm still nervous,â you admitted, and Sylusâ expression softened, âButâŚI feel safe with youâŚâ
He smiled and gathered you into his lap, holding you securely to him. He nuzzled his cheek against your head. âI wish I could take away all of your worries,â he murmured, âbut I donât want to lie to you or make promises I canât keepâŚâ
He kissed you sweetly, his voice still soft and gentle, âI can only promise that I will stay by your side for as long as youâll have meâŚâ
His hand lowered, feeling your belly, feeling the life the two of you had made together. âAs long as youâll both have me.â
You smiled at him, eyes brimming with tears.
He wiped the corners of your eyes, tsking softly. âNow,â he continued, his tone lightening, âAny other worries I need to quell tonight?â
You stilled, looking deep in thought. Sylus was only teasing, but he grew concerned when you seemed to ponder his inquiry seriously. He tilted your chin up, your gaze meeting his. He asked, âWhat is it?â
âDoâŚdo you think Iâm stillâŚpretty?â
He blinked, and then he shook his head, amused. âIs that even a question?â
You looked at him sullenly. âDonât patronize meâŚIâm serious.â
âVery pretty,â he murmured, grabbing your face, his lips pressed roughly against yours. You gasped and panted, not expecting the fierce kisses from him. His hand rested behind your head, your hair roughly tangled in between his long, slender fingers as he spoke deeply, a faint growl heard in the back of his throat, âSo fucking pretty.â
You whined against his lips, and Sylus chuckled as he continued to mumble in between his relentless kisses, âMy pretty, knocked up hunter, all round and swollen with my baby, so cute and needyâfuck, I canât get enough of youâŚâ
âSylusâŚâ You panted, feeling your body warming up as you listened to his voice, hearing that sinful rasp full of desire for you. You unconsciously rubbed yourself against his thigh and Sylus hissed, grabbing your hips.
âSweetieâŚwhat are you doing?â
You blushed. âIâI didnât mean toââ
He looked at you knowingly. He gripped your hips tighter, smirking. âYouâre really testing my restraint right nowâŚâ
You looked at him expectantly, biting your bottom lip. He groaned at the sight.
âSweetie, my self-control can only go so farâŚâ
âWhat ifâŚâ you looked at him, eyes glazing with desire. âI sayâŚI want you right now?â
âWhat?â Sylus looked at you expectantly, waiting for you to repeat your words. You felt your cheeks warming up under his intense gaze, but more than that, you also felt a burning inside you as you realize how much you missed and ached for his touch.
âWhat is this lewd expression you are giving me,â he murmured, tipping your chin up. He leaned down and planted kisses along your neck, nipping and sucking as his hands roamed down your body. You shivered against him as he spoke, âAre youâŚgiving me permission, sweetie?â
ââŚYes.â
That was all Sylus needed to hear.
His lips crashed upon yours again, hands fumbling with clothes, making quick work to discard them. Your needy gasps and moans mingled with his own impatient grunts and groans as you both gave in to the pleasure you had both abstained from these past few weeks.
âSyâohhhâŚâ
Sylus had you on your side, your leg held up by him as he slid in slowly, his movements more careful than normal as he gauged your reaction, making sure to prioritize your comfort and wellbeing first. He placed a hand over your belly, cradling it possessively. âWho put this baby in you?â he demanded, the rasp in his voice noticeable, making you throbbed inside.
âY-you, Sylus!â
He kissed your neck. âThatâs right,â he murmured, nipping at your skin and leaving his marks, âItâs my child growing inside you, my child in your womb.â
You shivered against him.
âSylusâŚmoreâŚpleaseâŚâ
âAre you sureââ
âYes!â
He smirked at your eager, impatient response. His face buried into your neck, his voice husky with desire, âIt looks like itâs going to be a long nightâŚâ
âI canât be around Luke and Kieran anymore.â
âAre they bullying you, sweetie? Just bully them right back, you have my permission.â
âThatâs not what I meantânever mind. I justâŚfeel like they know what we didâŚâ
âDid they say something?â
âNo, itâs the way they looked at meâŚâ
ââŚthey wear masks all the time. How can you tell?â
âI just know.â
âSweetieâŚâ
âDonât you dare say I am being hormonal again!â
ââŚâ
Ping!
âSylus, what the hell?! Did you just text an emoji to me?!â
âI did as you said. I did not say you were hormonal.â
âYou texted me the âponderingâ Grumpy Crow emoji!â
âIt could mean anything.â
Ping!
ââŚReally, sweetie? The âannoyedâ Grumpy Crow emoji?â
âIt could mean anything.â
You should have known that Sylus would be prepared for your pregnancy cravings, although, you couldnât help but felt that he had taken things too far.
âUmâŚâ Luke opened the fridge and stared inside for a moment before closing the door. He turned and stared at you from behind his mask. âIs Miss Hunter craving yogurt?â
âWhat?â You paused in your work and looked up from your laptop confused. âWhat are you talking aboutââ
Luke opened the fridge door again, giving you a grand view of the assorted brands and flavors of yogurt that filled the fridge in every conceivable spot possible.
âIââ you stared, mouth agape, âI simply said yesterday, âyogurt sounds tasty right nowâ!â
Kieran strolled over and opened the freezer door and you all stared awkwardly at the containers after containers of frozen yogurt that also lined the shelves.
âAt least he is attentive,â Kieran responded pleasantly while you sat there unsure if you should feel happy or exasperated by Sylusâ gesture.
âLetâs see,â Luke started, pointing at each container as he listed the different types, âYou have the regular yogurt, Greek yogurt, French-style, organic, dairy-free, low-fat, probioticââ
âYou also have plain yogurt,â Kieran cheerfully chimed in, adding, âVanilla, strawberry, peach, raspberry, cherry, mango, coconut, pomegranateâŚâ
âKey lime pie, strawberry-banana, chocolate, cookies ânâ cream, mixed berry, orange crèmeâŚâ
âItâs the salad dressing incident all over againâŚâ you bemoaned, earning absolutely no empathy from the two men in the room, who seemed to be delighted by this odd situation.
âMaybe next time you should be more specific,â Luke said unhelpfully, earning instantly a glare from you. He held up his hands in defense and shrugged. âSay, Miss Hunter, can I have one of theââ
âBe my guest,â you said, sighing when Luke happened to grab the vanilla yogurt that came with crushed chocolate cookies to sprinkle on top.
âWait, does Miss Hunter even have any cravings right now?â Kieran pondered aloud.
Sex, your mind unhelpfully answered for you before you shooed that traitorous thought away. You forced a pleasant smile on your face and shook your head as you rubbed your growing belly. âNot really. This little one doesnât seem to mind what I eat.â
âHuh,â Luke said as he stirred the cookies into his yogurt. âNo wonder Boss is desperate to find anything to buy for youâŚâ
Kieran nodded in agreement with his brother, adding, âHe must really want the whole pregnancy experience with youâŚâ
âIs that so?â You couldnât help but feel touched by Sylusâ gesture now.
âMaybe you should make something up,â Luke suggested.
You rolled your eyes. âBe for real, you two. I am not going to make up some cravings when I donât have any just so Sylus canââ
âHow about pickles and hot chili-lime tortilla chips?â Kieran suggested, looking up from his phone.
âWhat are youâactually, that does sound goodâŚâ
âWhat sounds good?â Sylus walked into the kitchen, interrupting your conversation. You glared at Luke and Kieran into keeping their silence, and the two nodded reluctantly.
âNever mind that,â you said, standing up with Sylusâ help, âAre you ready to go to Linkon City?â
Sylus sighed. âThe doctors in the N109 Zone are just as good. Hell, I can even get you your own personal doctors to come to our homeââ
âSylus, I want to go to Linkon City. Please?â
One look at your pouting lips had Sylus yielding to you immediately. He sighed again and shook his head in defeat, âFine, fine, whatever you like, sweetie.â
As you and Sylus started to leave the kitchen, Luke piped up, âHey, Boss, do we have any yogurt around here?â
You shot Luke the dirtiest look you could muster, making a mental note to get back at him again for his comment.
It was a girl.
It was going to be a girl.
Any worries that Sylus would be disappointed in the gender immediately left your brain the moment you caught sight of his awestruck stare as he gazed at the monitor where you both watched the baby make little movements.
The doctor left the two of you alone to gather your thoughts, to bask in this private joyous moment. The moment the door closed and you two were truly left alone, you both let out the breath you were holding in.
Sylus was the first to speak, his voice more surprised than you had ever heard from the usual confidant man: âWeâre having a girlâŚâ
Your heart skipped a beat. It seemed each day, everything felt more real than the last. You knew you were having a baby, of course, but now that you knew it was going to be a girlâŚyou felt so many conflicting emotions coursing through yourself: joy, worry, fear, doubts.
But when you looked upon Sylus, any insecurities you felt disappeared instantly, because you knew he would never leave you to handle things alone. If anything, you knew he would shoulder all of the hardship if he could just so you would never have to suffer for a second in your life.
âSweetieâŚâ
You gazed into his crimson eyes the moment you felt his hand on your cheek.
âThank youâŚâ
You blinked in confusion, but he never elaborated further. Instead, you felt his lips on yours, his touch more tender, more protective. As you parted, you saw his eyes drifted from the monitor to your belly, his expression was so tender and heartfelt.
You smiled when you realized you were no longer the only girl in Sylusâ heart.
Bright red eyes. Long, straight nose. Full lips.
âAre you not hungry tonight, sweetie?â
âHuh?â
âYouâve been staring at me for the last ten minutes,â Sylus said, frowning, âDo I have something on my face?â
âUh, noâŚâ you responded, blushing in embarrassment.
âThen whatâs wrong? Is the food not to your liking? Do you want to order something else?â
âN-no,â you answered, stopping Sylus from calling the waiter over. Your blush seemed to deepen even more, embarrassed for so many different reasons now. âItâs fine. The food is yummy. Look, Iâm eating!â
You took a bite of the roasted chicken on your plate to prove a point. Sylus didnât look satisfied, so you sighed in defeat and placed your fork and knife down. You breathed in slowly, preparing yourself for your little confession. âAlrightâŚjustâŚdonât laugh at meâŚâ
He huffed in amusement at your preface.
âI just said donât laugh at me!â you looked up, glaring at him.
âAlright, alright,â he conceded good-naturedly, âSo whatâs wrong?â
âI wasâŚimaginingâŚâ
âImagining?â
You blushed.
âImagining what?â Sylus questioned, furrowing his brows as he leaned forward, reaching across the table to grab your chin, turning you to face him. âAnswer me.â
âJustâŚwhatâŚthe baby will look likeâŚwith your featuresâŚâ
He blinked in surprise, letting go of your chin. He leaned back in his seat, chuckling in amusement.
âYouâre laughing at me again!â
âIâm not laughing at you,â he objected. He leaned forward again, his left elbow propped on the table, his chin cradled in his hand as he smiled smugly at you. âYouâre just so cute.â
If it was possible, your blush probably deepened to another shade. You tried to focus on your dinner, but this time you could feel Sylusâ eyes watching you intensely. You could practically feel your heart pumping fast and hard in your chest. You startled when you heard him speaking again:
âBut shouldnât the baby also have your features as well, sweetie?â
âWellâŚprobably,â you answered.
âI think sheâll look much prettier if she looks like her mommy.â
âI thought you said you wouldnât flatter me.â
âItâs not flattery if itâs factual,â he countered with a grin. âAnd her mommy is very pretty.â
You quietly ate your dinner, pretending you didnât hear him, though inside you felt delighted by his praises. Sylus continued to watch you eat, amused by your transparent act. He could practically see you brimming with joy at his compliments.
âShall I order dessert?â he asked, already calling the waiter over. He didnât even look at the menu, saying, âOne of everything.â
You gaped. âWe couldnât possibly finish all of that!â
He shrugged. âWeâll take them to go then.â
âThatâthatâs not what Iââ Your eyes widened as Sylus ignored your protests and gave the revised order to the waiter. âSylus, thatâs too much!â
He chuckled again. âSweetie, you deserve to be pampered,â he said, âLet me lavish and spoil you during this special time.â
He reached across the table again, wiping your lips with his thumb. You heart skipped a beat as you watched him licked his thumb clean. âBesides,â he started, gazing at you fondly, âYouâre already giving me the greatest gift ever.â
âI still think you ordered too much.â
âComplain all you want you, sweetie, but when itâs 2 AM and you are craving a lemon-raspberry cheesecake, you will thank me.â
âBut I havenât had that many cravings during this pregnancy! Iâm actually a little disappointedâŚâ
âShall we play the guessing game then?â
âNo alcohol.â
âI obviously wasnât going to suggestâstop glaring at me.â
Another wet dream.
Some women were exhausted. (You were exhausted.)
Some have weird food cravings. (You had a different craving.)
Some may even be emotional. (You were very, very emotional.)
But you.
WellâŚyouâŚwere having wet dreams and an out-of-control sex drive. (Fuck.)
You woke up one morning groaning in annoyance. You remembered bits and pieces of the lewd dream, enough that you were squirming now that you were awake, feeling frustrated in parts because one: you couldnât finish the dream, and two: you really needed to finishâŚ
You suddenly noticed Sylus was asleep in bed next to you. You briefly wondered why you didnât notice him getting into bed earlier, but the thought quickly dashed away when your sex-crazed brain suddenly noted appreciatively that he had fallen asleep in his bathrobe again, the belt barely tied around his waist, exposing his toned torso to you.
A book was lying next to him, and his reading glasses were tilted on his face. You surmised he must have fallen asleep while reading earlier. A mischievous thought found its way into your head, and for a brief second, you contemplated, questioning your own motives.
Well, you were only going to help him take his glasses off. You didnât want them to break. You were just being thoughtful. Truly.
You hauled yourself up, groaning at the increasing difficulty with each day that your belly grew. You steadied your hand over your bump, giving it a gentle rub before you crawled over and climbed onto his lap, straddling him.
Sylus was still asleep, his chest rising and falling slowly.
You held back a moan when you realized he hadnât put on any undergarment after his shower. What a sneaky bastard.
You leaned forward, touching the frame of his glasses. You hissed when you felt your round stomach pressed forward, touching his toned abdomen. The crisp scent of his body wash wafted in the air so close to your nose, making you just want to lean forward and inhale deeply.
You shook your head, chiding yourself silently before you quickly took his glasses off and placed them on the nightstand.
As you were about to climb off of him, you felt yourself brushing against himâagainst his bulge. You swallowed slowly, feeling a warmth spread in your core. You could practically feel yourself throbbing and aching inside.
Maybe he wouldnât notice.
Maybe you could be quick andâŚ
You were just going toâŚ
Sylusâ eyes shot opened when he felt a new weight on top of him. His eyes widened in shock at the sight of you on top of him, shamelessly grinding against him. His brain quickly caught up with the situation and he laughed, as he reached out to grab your hips, pulling you into his embrace.
âWell, good morning to you, too, sweetie,â he laughed, kissing your lips, âIs this how youâre going to wake me up from now on? Because I like it.â
You blushed in embarrassment. âIâI can explain.â
He raised an eyebrow.
Grinning, Sylus reached under your nightgown, cupping your sex and rubbing his hand against the fabric of your soaked panties, making you gasped and moaned loudly, the feel of him touching you was a welcoming friction. âReally?â he questioned, his voice dropping an octave lower, âYou can explain why youâre so wet right now?â
âSy-SylusâŚâ you practically whimpered his name, looking at him pleadingly. You were already suffering from your out-of-control hormones, and right now, that delightfully sinful and sultry voice of his was only making things worse.
âWhatâs wrong, sweetie?â he cooed, âNeed to get yourself off on my cock?â
You really did whimper this time.
He looked amused as he undid the belt of his robe. You followed Sylusâ every movement, watching with rapt attention as he wrapped his hand around his magnificent cock and began stroking himself leisurely. His own eyes remained locked on you, relishing in the way you were reacting to him. You swallowed, feeling your insides pulsing, needing to be filled by him.
âRide me,â he ordered. You shuddered at his tone, but you were also more than ready and willing to listen to him. He smirked as he helped you removed your drenched panties, amused by the needy state you were already in this early in the morning. He helped steadied you on top of him, helped you aligned yourself to him, and then in one fluid motionâ
âFuckâŚâ Sylus threw his head back, groaning, as you eagerly sank down on his fat cock. He looked back at you, grinning at the sight of your aroused face taking him in so deeply. âIf Iâd known being pregnant would make you this insatiable, I would have knocked you up sooner, sweetie.â
You mewled happily when his large hand touched your round belly, rubbing it in slow circles.
âLook at you,â he crooned, leaning up and leading your lips to his. He nibbled on your bottom lip, his voice a soft murmur, âSo sweet for me.â
You gasped as he reached out and pulled down the strap of your nightgown, exposing your breast. They had grown considerably throughout your pregnancy, the areolas had darkened, and your breasts felt very heavy with milk for the baby still in your womb. As you rode him, your breasts bounced heavily, the sight turning him on more and more.
You moaned as his hands groped you, his voice heavy with arousal, âGonna keep you like thisâŚâ
You let out a shuddering gasp when he thrusted up, your hands instantly steadying yourself on his chest. You looked into his eyes as he rubbed your belly again.
âSylusââ
You closed your eyes, gasping and panting as his mouth took in your sensitive nipple. A lick, a tease, and you could already feel it firming up as he sucked eagerly while his hands roamed your body, every touch of his making your skin burned hot. As the morning wore on, you couldnât help but think how wonderful it would be when your milk would come in and he would have a taste as well.
You couldnât wait.
âFor the last time, Sylus, we are not buying everything in the catalog!â
âWhy not? I can afford it.â
âI know you can afford it, but I donât need all of these items. The baby doesnât need all of these items!â
âSweetie, I am only making sure you and my daughter will want for nothing.â
âThoughtful, if not ill-conceived.â
âHow heartless. You do not appreciate my generosity enough.â
âI will once you explain the crow-themed nursery you had Luke and Kieran planning.â
âA compromise since you will not allow me to make a mechanical crow for her.â
âIncorrigible.â
Sylus had always loved spoiling you, be it with material items, praises, or his affections. It was his sole belief that you deserved to be lavished, to be gifted and spoiled with the luxuries of the world, and within the bedroom, he made sure you were worshiped in other ways. Your every whim was his to answer, and he did so willingly, devotedly, and ardently.
The bedroom lights dimmed, and a record played soft, sensual music in the room.
You found yourself standing bent over his bed, large belly hanging low as he approached you from behind. Large calloused hands held your widened hips, fingers pressing into the soft flesh and already drawing out your fluttering gasps as you trembled with anticipation, already shamelessly imagining that deliciously large, thick cock of his penetrating you so deeply, in ways no other man could ever compare.
He lifted your right leg, holding it higher at hip level to give him an even better access to your soaked pussy.
âYouâre so beautifulâŚand all mineâŚâ
You moaned into the mattress as you felt him easing in.
âDoing alright?â he questioned, showing a moment of hesitancy as he tried to gauge your reaction.
âYesâŚyesâŚSylusâŚmoreâŚâ
He smirked and continued, filling you just the way you wanted.
âI just want to keep you like thisâŚâ he murmured, sounding more like he was speaking to himself than you.
Heavy with my childâŚ
Want to keep you bred.
Knock you up over and over and over againâŚ
âOh, Sylus, youâre being so rough!â
He startled, snapping out of his thoughts. He slowed his movements before bending over and kissing your shoulder apologetically. âIâm sorry, do you want me to stop?â
You shook your head slowly.
âAre you sure?â
âI want youâŚplease?â
He smiled and kissed your cheek. âHow can I resist my dear hunterâs sweet request?â
As he began moving again, your fingers curled around the bedsheets, little moans escaped. Unwittingly, you mumbled into the sheets, your words reaching his ears, âMoreâŚwantâŚto give you moreâŚâ
âWhat?â
You whined when he stilled. âSylusâŚpleaseâŚâ
âWhat were youâŚsaying?â
Your hand reached around your large belly, rubbing it provocatively. Sylus felt like he had stopped breathing. The very suggestion, the mere idea that you were already hinting that you would let him impregnate you again made him more aroused than he already was.
Sylus breathed in sharply, fingers pressing deeper into your hips.
He smirked.
He drove into you, fast and unforgiving, panting hard with a pleased grin on his face as you buried your face into the mattress, fingers gripping the bedsheets tighter as you cried out his name again and again.
âAre you going to let me fuck you like this again?â he asked.
âYes, yes, yes!â
âGonna let me put another baby in you after this one?â
âYes, Sylus, yes!â
He groaned and buried himself deep inside you, his body loomed over yours, his sinfully deep voice close to your ear now. You shivered as he whispered into your ear, âDo you like being pregnant with my baby, sweetie?â
You moaned when his hand felt your large belly, rubbing it all over possessively.
âAnswer me,â he demanded.
âYesâŚâ
âYes, what?â
âYesâŚI love being pregnant with your baby!â you cried out, voice growing more desperate to his delight as you found yourself unable to stop the words from leaving your lips. âI want to have more of your babies, Sylus! Want to give you as many babies as you wantââ
You screamed into the mattress as he picked up his pace again, taking you harder than before. Your tantalizing words seemed to only have spurred him on, his crimson eyes gleaming brightly while a smug smile graced his handsome face. You gasped and moaned, whimpering to him, âOhhhâŚSylusâŚ! Gonna cumâŚahâŚgonna cum, SylusâŚ!â
He groaned as he felt your walls tightened around him. He panted, his hands rubbing your hips soothingly as he husked, his own breathing uneven as he felt he was close to finishing as well, âC-cum for me, sweetie. Cum on my cockââ
He stilled, his head thrown back with a deep groan as he felt you coming undone, your euphoric cries music to his ears. With a few more hard, deep thrusts, his own climax came, and you felt him filling you with ropes after ropes of his cum. You felt so full.
He leaned over you, his body heavy on yours. You felt his warm kisses along your neck, his divinely rich voice so close to your ear. âYou love being pregnant with my babyâŚyou want more of my babiesâŚâ
âUh huhâŚâ you answered back breathlessly with a smile.
âFuckâs sake,â he groaned at the sight of your suggestive, mischievous smile. âIâm gonna lose my fucking mind.â
He smirked and grabbed your chin, guiding your sweet lips to his. âWhen did I become so lucky?â
He pulled out with a groan, chuckling at the lewd sight of his cum dripping obscenely out of you and down your legs. He gathered you into his arms, smiling as you snuggled closer to him, tired but also immensely satisfied. You felt him laying you down in bed, settling in next to you and holding you close to his own body. Sylus watched over you as you rested next to him, his eyes fixated fondly on your sleepy face while his hand rubbed your belly soothingly to calm your restless baby in your womb.
âSheâs moving so much tonight,â he murmured, bemused.
âCan you blame her?â you answered, eyes still closed, but your hand rested over Sylusâ, guiding him to where you felt the most movements.
He chuckled. âFair point,â he conceded. He leaned down and kissed your belly, whispering sweet words to your daughter, his voice holding so much love and devotion for the baby you two made together.
You opened your eyes, smiling at the sight of him caressing your belly adoringly. You had never thought there would be a moment like this in your life, never dared to dream of a love as sweet and pure as this. You wondered if you had traded all of the good luck in your lifetime for this man and the life you were both embarking on together.
âDoâŚdo you want more?â you asked suddenly, voice tentative, almost fearful.
Sylus seemed to stop breathing for a moment.
âMoreâŚchildren,â you clarified.
He exhaled, and laughed. He settled more comfortably in bed, pulling you into his embrace, his hand already stroking your hair gently, already easing your worries. You relaxed under his tender ministration, eyes closing as you listened to his voice:
âHearing the pitter-patters of little feet in this large houseâŚwhy, that might be my new dreamâŚâ
You hummed in agreement before a yawn escaped. Sylus smiled.
âShall I tell you a story, sweetie?â
âMmhmmâŚâ
âThere once was a lonely old crow,â he began, gentle eyes gazing down at your sleepy face, âHe lived only for himselfâŚuntil he found a kittenâŚâ
âA kitten?â you mumbled drowsily; eyes still closed. You yawned again and snuggled closer to Sylus. You sighed contentedly when you felt his hand stroking your head. His presence was so warm, so protective and loving, you felt like you could sleep and dream forever in his arms.
âA kitten,â Sylus repeated, continuing, âA kittenâŚhe wanted to protectâŚand loveâŚâ
Sylus paused, hearing soft snoring. He looked down and saw that you had already fallen asleep. He stroked your hair, wrapping strands around his finger.
âTheyâll live happily ever after together,â he promised.
Sylus had never cared for sunlight.
He had traversed in darkness and made himself ruler of a city shrouded in never-ending darkness. He lived within the shadows and only knew of this isolating worldâof this existence.
Until he met you.
He had crossed over to your world, stepped into the light, into the warmth of the sun. Even though he still found the light unpleasant, he was willing to bear it all just to be near you. To see the joy on your face as you walked under the sun again after so long was a sight to see.
You always did make the sun more bearable, he thought, feeling your hand slipping out of his. You walked on unaware while Sylus fell behind, admiring the beauty in front of him.
Bathed in daylight, Sylus saw a blinding vision, a bright future with you in his life, by his side steadfastly. He knew he had stolen a piece of Heaven, already prepared and willing to pay the heavy price to keep what he had coveted.
âWill you be my wife?â he asked suddenly and you paused in your steps, realizing he had fallen behind. You turned and looked at him, cheeks tinged a pretty shade of pink, unsure if you had misheard him or not. âWhat did you say?â
He chuckled and shook his head in amusement at your coy look. He walked toward you slowly, but his long legs easily closed the distance between the two of you in no time. âMake an honest man out of me,â he said. Gentle crimson eyes peered down at you full of resolve and love. His hand caressed your cheek lightly, his voice soft and sultry, âBe my bride?â
âButâŚIâm pregnant,â you reminded him feebly, not noticing his confused look. You lowered your eyes to the ground, but truly all you could see was your large, round belly. It had been a while since you last saw your feet. You were all too aware of Sylusâ eyes on you, feeling your heart pounding in your chest as you replayed his earnest words in your mind. You continued meekly, âIâll look fat in a wedding gownâŚâ
He laughed. Sylus leaned down and pressed a kiss to your cheek. âYouâre not fat,â he said sternly, âYouâd look gorgeous even with this bellyâwhy, I might enjoy it even more.â
You huffed doubtfully. You continued to avert gazes with him, but you could still feel the warmth of where his lips were on your cheek. Your heart continued to race and you could feel the baby in your belly growing more active, possibly sensing your tumultuous emotions. You unconsciously cradled your belly, rubbing soothing circles.
Sylus noticed and he smirked, tilting his head in amusement. He tipped your chin up, his lips mere centimeters from yours. âI want everyone to know that you and this baby are mine.â
âSylusâŚâ
âSweetheart, it was always you,â he said, âThere is no one else.â
He pecked your lips, so light and fleeting, you yearned for more. Your eyes rested on Sylus, his entire being engraved into your memories, into your heart, into your soul. When you looked into his beautiful eyes, you could see forever. There was only one answer you could give him.
âHow about it?â he murmured, his deep voice was like honey to your ears, so sweet and sensual in the way he uttered just those three simple words. âMarry me?â
You smiled. âGuess this is foreverâŚâ
In mere seconds, you were enveloped in his warmth, his eyes seeing only you, only the life that was about to unfold.
âWhen did my luck change?â Sylus wondered aloud, stealing kisses after kisses from you.
When indeedâŚ
The pieces of your lives fell into place, this picture of paradise becoming clearer with each passing moment. It was yours to keep, yours to hold.
How divine.
#love and deepspace#love and deepspace sylus#love and deepspace fanfiction#lnds fanfics#lnds smut#sylus smut#love and deepspace x reader#sylus x reader#x â fanfics#lnds series â birds of a feather#how did this turned out to be 10k+#my longest one-shot before this is only 8.2k words#what does this say about me??????#(down bad for sylus thatâs what)#anyhoo#i hope this was worth the wait đĽş#stay tuned for the last part <3#(it wonât be as long as this one lol)
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'HEAD SO GOOD SHE HONOR ROLL!'. Ýâ âš
ft. Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji, Hiromi and a special guest
synopsis: the jjk men love how much you love having them in your mouth.
'. Ýâ âšcontent: fem!reader x jjk men, smut, spit play, breath play(choking on that d), oral(m receiving), degradation, voyeurism (implied)
'. Ýâ âšword count: 5.1k
'. Ýâ âša/n: I have a terrible oral fixation and in dire need to give these wonderful men the best, soul-sucking, toe-curling, God-meeting head they've ever known. and this is how im gonna cope with it :)
Hiromi
"sh-shit, y/n," he hisses, hand burrowing in the locks atop your head. you leer up at him as your hand slips up and down his shaft while your lips work the upper half of his cock. "y'taking me s-so deep, o-oh my God..." your moist lips and hand meet time and time again, spreading your saliva all over him. a groan rumbles from hiromiâs chest, the sound going straight to your already soaked panties.
you bottom him out in your throat, your nose nestled comfortably against his coarse, recently shaved pubes. the scratchy feeling makes the lower part of your gut tingle as you take yourself off him to breathe.
"sorry, romi." you coo lovingly. you're never not working his cock. even during 'breaks' in moments like these, you make sure he has some kind of stimulation. you glance briefly at his gleaming tip, mouth filling with saliva all over again. "y'taste so good. can't get enough..!"
he's back in your mouth, you shamelessly gag on his length. tears brim in your seductive eyes and threaten to spill and ruin your mascara. hiromi watches you hungrily suck him off, like your heart will stop if you don't suck every ounce of cum out of him in the next minute. your head bobs, easily sliding half of his length into your throat before dragging your lips back to his tip. his head leans back, his chair going with it slightly with a creak. "fuuuck, just like that."
hiromi's grip on your hair tightens and you begin to wonder if he wants to take control. you'd love for him to fuck your face, and he'd love that too. to fuck his throbbing dick into that pretty face, ruin your make up and break your already cockdrunk mind even more. but your incessant, vacuum-like felatio has his balls tightening prematurely and his breath shortening.
"crap, y/n, i'm--agh--g-gonna cum." he warns, pressing your head further down, loving the way your throat constricts with your gagging. "gonna let me cum all over that pretty face?" he pants, a salacious glare swirling behind his dark, hooded eyes. "huh, baby? gonna let me cum all over you?"
you nod, somehow, as you bob your head a little faster. your hand grips the sides of his muscular thighs, salty trails of your mascara streaking down your cheeks. you urge him, beg him to release on your face through the sound of your sloppy choking. your slutty noises makes him use your mouth like the fleshlight it is until he feels his cum is spurting out of sensitive tip.
he moans as his core tightens, you yanking this orgasm out of him unapologetically. it takes everything in him to not close his eyes and let the white hot bliss take over. his sweet-sour cum coats your tongue, a worthy reward for relieving this overworked individual of some of his stress. the moans you release send shocks of pleasure straight up hiromi's spine, making his toes curl.
you make good on your wish and let him out of his mouth so he can spary whatever cum he has left all over your pretty, slutty little face. panting like a dog, you revel in how warm his cum is, how it splatters prettily on your visage like abstract art. one of eyes flutters closed as a drop lands right on your eyelid.
"ah, shit!" he swears under his breath. you don't even let him stroke the orgasm out, your hand fervently jerking him off to get as much of his essence out. "fuck, baby, fuck..such a dirty slut aren't you?" a satisfied simper curls his lips as he stares you down. he couldn't be prouder of you, watching his creamy, thick cum paint that gorgeous face. "looking so pretty with my cum all over you..."
and you look as proud of yourself as he does. a soft, grin crinkles your eyes as gaze up at your boss. "thank you, Mr. Higuruma." his cock twitches when you use his professional title.
being his assistant doesn't just stop at bringing him his morning, afternoon, and evening brew, or filing endless reports. no, no, being hiromi higuruma's assistant means all of his needs are met. and if that means getting on your knees in his office at the end of the work day, when the building is sparsely populated with workers, to suck the stress out of him, then so be it.
Geto
movie nights are some of your favorite ways to welcome the weekend with your boyfriend. glutton being your best friend as both of your favorite snacks and drinks crowd the coffee table, a list of films prepped all week to ensure there was never a shortage of entertainment. and let's not forget the blanket that suguru puts in the dryer for ten minutes on high heat for maximum comfort.
all the criterions are met for the perfect movie night, and it's all enhanced when you prance out of the hall wearing those black shorts he loves and an old shirt of his. suguru watches your hips, his eyes making the lazy ascent up to your playful eyes as you saunter over to the sofa.
"what's first on the list?" you ask, plopping down beside him, body flush against his.
"uh," he looks at his phone briefly to check the list he made on his notes app. "it's called Jennifer's Body."
you nod nuzzling and squirming on the cushions until you're comfortable. you angle your head upward at him, a bit of your hair falling softly over your shoulder. "let's get this started then."
you two are barely thirty minutes into the flick before your wandering hands find his dick and cause it to harden under his loose sweats, to which you innocently lowered your head on his lap and found said dick in your mouth. you can only do so much to resist the temptation that is geto suguru's cock, and he would be a complete fool to resist the warm, wet haven that is your skilled mouth.
"fuck, baby. can't even let me watch the movie, huh?" suguru chuckles, hand resting comfortably on your head. "not that I mind though, always make me feel so fuckin' good..."
his words fade on his tongue as you drag your lips down to his cum-filled balls. you've grown addicted to the plushness, the fullness of them in your mouth. you press your tongue to them roughly, coaxing them to give you the deliciousness you know is hidden within. you drag your godsend tongue up his shaft and swallow his cock whole, making his stomach clench, eliciting a wanton groan from him. "shorry, shugu," you say around a mouthful of him, "love your cock shoo much."
suguruâs eyes go out of focus, the pleasure damn near blinding him, as both your hands expertly work his cock and balls in tandem with your mouth. the lewd sucking and gagging sounds along with suguru's deep moans drowns out the movie that you both have long disregarded. your boyfriend's other hand slips over your back to your ass, his rough palm massaging the plush of it. his voice is a husky whisper when he finally collects enough of himself to utter words. "take it deeper, baby..i know you can- ah!" you obey him promptly not letting him finish his sentence. you angle your head, letting his fat tip prod the inside of your cheek. he watches this, feeling the coil in his stomach tighten more. "shit, shit, y/n. so fuckin' nasty..."
"only for you, baby." you've taken your mouth off him with a proud pop, stroking him, spreading your excess spit around him. you look him in the eyes sultrily, eyes zeroing in on his lips. a new desire blossoms in your chest and you realize you really wanna kiss him right now, wanna feel his smooth lips on your wet ones. you want his tongue to caress your own and make you even wetter than you are now.
knowing you for so long comes with the ability to read you like an open book. "make me cum and I'll give you what you want." he promises with a squeeze to your butt, prompting you to lower your head back down to his sheeny dick. you smile sweetly and put all your effort in to making him achieve an orgasm, bobbing your head fervently with a soundtrack of sloppy slurps and gags to get him to cum.
suguru swears and praises you under his breath as the coil tightens impossibly tighter. "don't stop, don't stop, don't stop," his pleas spur you on, making you bring your head all the way down till your nose kisses his pelvis. tracing a vein along his shaft with your tongue, moaning softly is the last push he needs.
his cum spills over your tongue and down your throat, the sweet then sour taste like the most potent drug, making your eyes roll and toes curl. carefully, your lips wrap around his tip so some of his orgasm is caught on your tastebuds. a thin trail of saliva connects you to him as you finally release him. "fuck," suguru breathes, satisfied. "c'mere, love.." he kisses you, his tongue finding your cum-covered one and tasting himself. he sighs deeply, a hand snaking its way to your nape and pulling you closer. when you two part, he gives you a long, searching look, one that seems to be searching for the depths of your heart and what hides in it.
"you're so good to me." he muses, his thumb lazily rubbing your nape. "what did I do to deserve you?" heat floods your system at his sentiment. he has the tendency to become saccharine and raw after intimacy.
you straddle his lap, feeling his dick harden under your weight. "you didn't do anything but love me for me." you relent, cupping his face and kissing him. "and I couldn't ask for anything else."
Toji
you couldnât wait until after your shift to get his dick down your throat. no, no, you just had to call him out in the middle of the workday, pull him into a dingy alley, and drop to your knees like a common whore.
âthis what i do to you, ma?â he rasps as your lips make the lewd descent to his base. âgive you dick so good you canât even go the day without it?â the tip of your nose just barely grazes his rough pubes before your pulling your head back, gasping for air. a string of saliva connecting you to the thing you crave the most in this moment.
âmhm..â you hum distantly. youâre mind is not on anything heâs saying or whatâs going on. you donât care how the pavement bites you through the thin tights you wear, or the passerby just outside the alley. all you care about is dousing the fire in the pit of your stomach thatâs been raging since this morning. pumping his cock hurriedly, you suckle on the tip like itâs a casual popsicle.
toji doesnât like the lack of attention heâs getting, his eyes darkening and lips curling downward. normally, youâre equally infatuated with his dick and him, like theyâre two separate beings. cooing to him how much you love his cock, praising it, while worshipping said cock with that godsend mouth of yours.
but right now, it seems your attention is solely on his cock, which doesn't fly over well with your fuckbuddy. instead of gently cupping the back your head like heâs been doing, he seizes a harsh fistful of your locks and bottoms out into your throat. a gasp-like moan is stifled by his length from the sudden intrusion, your eyes widening and tears burning the backs of them. he holds you there, groaning lowly at the way your throat convulses as you gag.
âstupid bitch..â he mutters, he holds you there for a few seconds before sliding himself out your wet cavern to keep you from passing out. you don't even think to tap his leg to signal that it's too much, his cock being the only thing on that dirty ol' mind. "think you too good to answer me or somethin?" your mouth lolls open, your gaze seeing past his.
toji slaps his dick on the side of your face, eyebrows pinched together in what could either be annoyance or confusion. "you cockdrunk already?" all he gets in response is a lazy nod.
the only time you come to your senses is when you fervently try to reunite your tongue with his dick. you sloppily bob your head on him, lewd squelching and sucking sounds bouncing off the alley's dirty walls.
it's rather rare for you to get so cockdrunk you can't even respond to him, so he decides to use this to his advantage.
âyou want my cum, pretty? that why you actin like you canât talk?â toji mutters through clenched teeth. he can barely contain the sounds rumbling in his chest from how good youâre being to him. his eyes flicker to the alleyâs entrance, seeing the multitude of people passing you two by obliviously.
his scar twitches as the beginnings of a smirk form on his face. what he wouldnât give for someone to make a wrong turn for whatever reason and catch you, on your knees giving him the sloppiest head. he brings his attention back to you, watching as his dick slides in and out of your throat with ease.
âsâgood a fuckin whore, makin me feel so good..â your fuckbuddyâs words almost collide into each other with how good your mouth feels. his eyes nearly disappear into his skull when he bottoms again, reveling in the constriction of your throat as you gag. he wants to test your limits, see how long you can keep him in that pretty little throat if yours. "you want my cum, so fuckin work for it," he growls.
tears chase each other down your cheeks, leaving dark messy trails of mascara. saliva coats the lower half of your face and some parts of your cheeks. your eyes, a little red with your lashes glittering with tears. a complete and utter slutty mess, thats what you are in this moment. but toji thinks youâve never looked prettier. a hint of adoration worms its way into his condescending gaze as you loll your tongue out at him as though you are asking for something.
âwhat? feelin nastier than usual?â he asks, collecting spit onto his tongue to deposit onto your waiting one. he gives you a generous amount, letting it slide off his tongue down to your open mouth in a long, silky trail. you pant like a bitch in heat as you wait for the saliva to land in your mouth, eyes wide with orgastic anticipation.
mixing his saliva with your own, you continue to blow him and let him fuck your face. toji feels his balls tighten as his orgasm approaches. "'agh, fuck, y/n. 'm gettin close.." he doesnât try to keep quiet anymore than you do, the erotic duet the two of you make reverberating off the alley and back into your ears.
âwant me to cum on yer face, slut? paint that pretty face with my cum?â he moans, using your mouth like itâs his own personal fleshlight to reach his climax. you feign a nod through his harsh thrusts.
âshit, âm gonna cum, baby. gonna cum all over you...â thatâs his final warning before he yanks his dick out of your mouth and releases onto you. your eyes stay glued on him as his thick, potent cum spurts onto your face and into your mouth.
âtake it, take it, take itâŚâ he hisses through his teeth. this orgasm of his fierce and he canât tell if itâs from the grade A head you just gave him, or because of how much of a whore you were and how that turned him on like nothing else. âthatâs a good girl,â he sighs once heâs done, twitching a little as you kitten lick his tip for more.
wiping a dollop of his cum from your cheek and sucking it off your finger, you gaze up at him. âthanks, toji.â youâve come back to your senses, so you stand up and pull a compact mirror from your back pocket. you smirk at your reflection, admiring the milky globs he so graciously left on your face. you wonât admit it, but you love when he defiles you like this, leaves his mark on you so no one ever forgets who gets you to act like this. and you wonât ever need to admit it to him because he already knows, knows youâre his and always will be.Â
Nanami
you love your husband, and with that love comes with helping him destress the second he comes through the door to your home. you greet him in a way any wife would: take his coat and hang it for him, asking him how his day was, give him a kiss, which turns into two, then three, then find yourself on your knees undoing his zipper and freeing his aching cock.
"lemme help you, honey. you always work so hard..." you purr, your warm breath traveling over his length and sending shivers up his spine. "God," he breathes, hazel eyes fluttering. "how can I resist when you look at me like that?"
with a simper, you wrap your plush lips around his tip, drinking the precum pooling there. your eyes become heavy-lidded as the flavor of it traverses over your tastebuds. humming your satisfaction, you let in more of his cock. the girth of it stretches out your mouth, forces you to widen your jaw until it aches. the pain is good though; it's worth it if it means you can get more of your husband's dick down your throat.
nanami tucks his bottom lip between his teeth as he watches you, lust vibrating beneath his skin, making him feverish. his breath comes out harshly through his nose as you leer up at him. he'll never get over the polarity with you. outside, you're a respectable young woman, one he is proud to call his wife. you're articulate and kind, you never fail to make his heart swell with affection and pride.
but within the walls of your shared home, you become something else. a minx, a nymph, a siren. you make him ache for you in ways he never has for any woman, bring him pleasure like no one else. you worship him and let him have his way with you. and honestly, there's nothing more he could ask for after another grueling day at work.
"oh, my love..that's so good." your husband moans deeply through labored breaths. "yes, baby, just like that. take me nice and deep."
your tongue presses firmly to the underside of his dick after it has traced every vein on it. you don't even need your hands, having more control with just your mouth than some have with both their hands. he can't tear his eyes away from yours, it's like he's entranced. you've reeled him in and there's no going back.
slow, steady bobbing of your head leaves your spouse breathless. he holds both sides of your head, fighting demons not to buck into your warm, wet, perfect mouth. the subtle gagging sounds you make nearly makes him snap. "such a good wife, treating me s-so nicely.." he praises. "ah, fuck, y'always so good to me..so fuckin good." hearing the usually decorous nanami curse is music to your ears.
nanami can feel his legs weakening, the pleasure that pulses through him with every beat of his heart becoming too much. your throat is so well trained, it takes all his inches with ease. your jaw is achingly numb from being widened for so long. you let your head make small, almost imperceptible circles as you speed up, angling your occasionally so his tip pokes your inner cheek, eliciting a sharp gasp from him.
"ah, y/n," he chuckles, surprised at how slutty yet modest you can be. not a single drop of saliva has escaped your mouth since you've started. "gonna make me cum. p-please, keep going, 'm so close."
with each bob of your head, you get closer to the base, your eyes breaking contact with his to glance at the golden pubes that come just out of reach of your nose.
"yes, yes, yes." nanami's voice raises in pitch for a split second, indicating that you're doing a stellar job. soft moans from you vibrate through him, making him jerk slightly. his fingers dig into your hair his eyes struggling to stay open as ecstasy threatens to shut his brain down entirely.
your husband's jaw drops as he feels himself going right over the edge, careening into the pits of what's going to be an amazing orgasm. when you're sure he can't take anymore, you let your lips kiss his base, snatching his orgasm right from him.
nanami can't stop the pathetic noises he makes as his cum pours done your throat. your throat feels heavenly, constricting and relaxing the way your pussy would. he convulses slightly, a sweet mix of whimpers and soft moans falling from his lips.
"baby- baby, please I can't-" he can barely beg you properly. his hips involuntarily buck further into your mouth as his orgasm reaches its end, his tip jabbing at the back of your throat mercilessly.
you drag your lips slowly back to his tip, watching him darkly as he twitches. you release him with a pop and finally use your hand to gently stroke him.
"c'mon, kento," you say softly as you rise to your feet, still maintaining a gentle hold on him. "lemme help you unwind a little more, you've earned it."
and with that, he falls in love with you all over again.
Gojo
"i've always wanted to try this with you, baby. a-always wanted to see what it'd be like..." your boyfriend has not shut up since you so kindly hung your head off the side of the bed and asked him to fuck your face. his heavy, breathy words heat the room along with the wild lust dancing behind his sky blue eyes. if only you could see that look on his face, the sultry adoration contorting his features.
"takin it so good, pretty. my pretty fuckin whore..." gojo's hands carefully cradles your head and neck. your own hand has busied itself with lazily rubbing your pussy, slick oozing down to your ass and the sheets. the sounds coming from you send ripples of pleasure through gojo's system making him just a bit louder. this angle allows him the view of a lifetime. he can see the bulge his length forms in your small throat, the sight of it making his mind even hazier.
his thrusts stagger and he pulls out to let you breathe. you gulp down fresh air, saliva trailing down onto your cheeks and making its way slowly toward your lower eyelids. gojo strokes himself as you recover, panting with flushed cheeks.
"you're so sexy like this, my sexy little slut." his voice is dripping with sultry adoration and honesty. he truly believes you're a gift from above because who else, other than an angel, would let them be defiled like this for him? he rubs his tip across your puckered lips, smearing precum and spit all over them. "aw God, y-you're gorgeous, angel, y'know that?" his praises continue to tumble out of his mouth as your boyfriend eases his way back into your waiting jaws. "so perfect, perfect f'me."
your fingers pick up the pace along with the speed of his thrusts. primal moans and whimpers, wet slurps and gags, the subtle squelching of your sopping pussy are the only noises in the room. you bring your hand up and pinch your nipple, yanking a gargled moan out of yourself. your essences leaks generously onto the sheets as his tip continues to tease your uvula and reduce your already weak gag reflex.
gojo's shameless whimpers and breathy approval makes you want to do more to please him, so you abandon your nipple, reach out and fondle his heavy balls. "agh, Christ, y/n!" he shouts, moans chasing the words, "tryna make me cum, huh? don't wanna cum too quick, wanna make th-this last.." your soft hands squeeze his breeder balls, coaxing them to give you everything he has to offer. your significant other begs you to ease up, to not tease him so much. you chuckle, the vibration making his mind go blank long enough for you to let your fingers wander to his perineum.
gojo's jaw goes slack as he throws his head back, sloppily thrusting his cum straight into your throat. the pressure in his lower abdomen released without him even realizing and now he can't seem to stop his hips as your delicate fingers massage the space between his ass and scrotum. there's so much cum, too much for your mouth to hold and your throat to take in. some dribbles down the sides of your mouth, over the spit trails on your cheeks and too close to your eye. as his cum slides down your throat, your hips buck upward as you climax onto your fingers. when he pulls out, he strokes the rest of his release out onto your neck and chest, shaking and gasping.
gojo hasn't really opened up about trying certain things, especially butt stuff, but the way he yelped and his usually perfect thrusts stuttered when he came is indication enough that maybe now he will be.
Totusmoto
you've been waiting for this moment, waiting since you first laid eyes on your neighbor. his lumbering figure drifting in and out of the run down apartment complex never failed to trigger something carnal in you. and things only got worse when you'd hear his gravelly, desperate moans through the walls. you couldn't care less for the woman who tried to harmonize with him with her own sounds, all that mattered was listening to him.
so, when your sink suddenly decided to act up, calling the landlord for a repairman was not the first thing that came to mind. you'd run into totsumoto yuushi at the apartment mailbox, both of you silently rifling through envelopes. as soon as the opportunity presented itself, you seized it. you struck up a simple conversation, something about the sweltering heat that summer rolled in. he looked at you with a bored expression at first, wondering why anyone who wasnât someone he owed money was paying him any mind. but the look in your eyes told him everything he needed to know: behind that polite gaze was a caged, carnal beast that wanted him.
it was then he knew you were definitely worth getting to know. over time, you two became well acquainted. chatting nonstop at the laundromat, while you two retrieved the mail, and just anywhere you two happened to be. everything was falling into place, just like you wanted. one day, you casually asked him if he knew anything about plumbing. having been a maintenance man for one of his many jobs, he told you yes. and yuushi had an inclination there was much more to this inquiry of yours than his expertise regarding pipes.
so now, on another sweltering afternoon after your neighbor so graciously fixed your faulty sink pipes, you're paying him back for his kindness by swallowing his dick whole.
"h-holy shit- you're really g-good." your neighbor's gravelly voice only darkens the wet patch already staining your panties. one hand you pumps the parts of yuushi's cock that you're out of practice throat can't quite reach. your eyebrows pinch together slightly as you watch him ogle you. you're lost in those dark eyes of his, not wanting to be anywhere else other than under his carnal stare.
"mhm, take it. take it like the good girl you are..." he's much sweeter than you anticipated, but from what you've heard through the walls, it doesn't come to much of a surprise. yuushi gently places his hand on your head, guiding you down his shaft. "that's it, you can take more of me, more of this fuckin cock."
the need to please yuushi, to show him you're better than whoever gets the honor of being fucked silly by him every night, becomes more important than the need for air. so, just to prove how badly you need him, you take in more of his thick inches, your eyes forcing themselves shut so you can focus on controlling your gags. yuushi groans, gripping the counter behind him with his free hand fiercely. the spasms of your throat are heavenly. "just like that, fuck. yes, baby, yes." even if he tries, he can't stifle the pathetic sounds you force out of him.
you reel back, a thin spit trail connecting you to him. you gasp, which dissolves into heavy panting. you're eyes are completely clouded over, a look that tells yuushi: i'm your whore, so treat me like one.
"c'mon love, back in your mouth." he orders breathily when he thinks you've had a long enough breather. "wanna feel your mouth again, c'mon, please.."
your hand and mouth work double time, thick globs of saliva hitting the tile of your kitchen as your gargle on his dick. yuushi senses his climax chasing him down from the telltale tightness in him stomach. the impending orgasm causes him to lose himself just a bit, and he bucks up into your mouth in time with the bobbing of your head. "fuck, angel." he pants, his brain fogging over with the white bliss that's building like a tsunami coming to shore. "just a bit more, 'm almost there, almost... fuck!"
he grabs the sides of your head and brings your lips flush against his base. his cum floods your mouth, letting you briefly taste its warm saltiness, before traveling down your esophagus. the white of your eyes are all he can see, or would see if his head wasn't thrown back from the immense pleasure. when he's done, he slowly withdraws his gleaming cock from your jaws, trying and failing to catch his breath.
he looks down at you with the utmost fondness, so much so, your heart flutters like a lovestruck teen's. yuushi truly can't believe his luck. sure, sex with the spirit haunting his room may be some of the best sex he's ever had, but you, you're something else. maybe it's how tangible you are, how he can see you whenever. maybe it's because now he's unabashedly curious of what else you have in store. maybe it's because he knows being with a ghost may never amount to being with a living, breathing woman. whatever the case may be, he knows it's going to be borderline impossible for him to stay away from you now.
#paradiseofpleasuređ˛đ˘#fought tooth and nail to finish this#worth it tho because at least its a full blown fic / one shot rather than a drabble#jjk x reader#jjk smut#jjk x black reader#jujutsu kaisen smut#jujutsu geto#jujutsu gojo#jujutsu nanami#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu toji#totsumoto yuushi x reader#totsumoto yuushi smut#lady k and the sick man#the sick man x reader#nanami kento#geto suguru#gojo satoru#gojo x reader#toji fushiguro#toji x reader#higuruma hiromi#hiromi x reader#hiromi smut#nanami x reader#jjk nanami#nanami smut#toji smut#gojo smut
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canât wait for the next season of Make Some Noise
#i already posted this on the dropout subreddit but i wanted to share here#itâs just insane that they shot themselves in the face like this#my ideal line up: ross as shane#zac as steven#anna garcia as ryan#dropout#make some noise#watcher#ghost files#ryan bergara#shane madej#steven lim#worth it#sam reich
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yeah sure therapy is nice but teen soukoku is faster and a lot cheaper
#LITERALLY STILL IN SHAMBLES OVER 109 THIS IS HOW IM COPING#thinking abt how much harder teen skk hits bc that's when chuuya started using corruption and they had to learn to trust each other#like with their lives.#not ''hey dazai i'm lending you five bucks so you can get me a coke from the vending machine i trust you'll give me the change''#although i'm sure that's happened and dazai runs off with the change despite being explicitly told not to bc he's an ass#anyway despite not having mutual understanding or even sympathy for the other person they entrusted their lives to each other#also the fact that chuuya isn't likely human but so desperately wants to be and dazai is the tether to his humanity#likewise how dazai was so traumatized to the point where he couldn't feel human#but meeting chuuya made him think living was worth a shot#the parallels are paralleling#bungou stray dogs#bungo stray dogs#nakahara chuuya#chuuya nakahara#soukoku#skk#lotus draws
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ayo shoutout to the person who made the "for illuminating manuscripts" playlist on youtube that shit's been so useful
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COUNTDOWN TO STEVE'S 106TH BIRTHDAY
posting my favorite steve things to celebrate!
day 5: happy birthday to our smiley boy â¤đ¤đ
#106 bday#steve rogers#steverogersedit#dailymarvelgifs#dailymarveledits#the avengers#captain america#chris evans#chrisevansedit#marvel#my gifs#why was it so much harder to find longish shots of him smiling versus looking sad#poor guy spends six movies looking like a wet abandoned cat#to be fair i didnt check in endgame#i refuse to download it on principle#i feel like it'll damage my hard drive you know#not worth it#anyways happy birthday to him hoorayyyyy
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Quick reblog to give your mutuals an absolutely fantastic 2023
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no no wait keep talking i think you might be onto something
#what if you tried the unzipping thing. what if#idk it just seems like it could be worth a shot#also the next hilson scene is them talking about their balls. if you even care#house md#hilson#house season 6#house 6x3#op
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Do you think the Sith Holocron told Ezra to cut his hair or was that bad idea all his own
#Ezra: Evil triangle how do I get my dad to pay attention to me#Evil Triangle: uhh⌠shave your head?#Ezra: Worth a shot.#Ezra: wait my dadâs blind#i am well aware this is nothing#star wars#is this the original post tag#rebels#star wars rebels#sw rebels#ezra bridger#Sith Holocron
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