#don't look too hard at the sandwiches pls

[babygirlalaura]

I wanted to join a collab about ghosts on NG and thought Hex Maniac having a tea party would be cute :'>

[serendipitous-girl]

𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞

⊱✿⊰ summary: getting a curse that makes you horny is not how you expected your day to turn out....espeically when if means your friends have to help you deal with your situation

⊱✿⊰ warnings: straight up smut, pơrn w plot, aphrodisiacs, this could sort of be considered dub-con but i still believe it is consensual, also this is written by a minor so if u don't want that u can leave, don't report jst block chat, nobara teaching the boys abt girls bodies, simp boys, unprotected sex (be careful irl pls 🙏)

⊱✿⊰ notes: i went from writing slightly suggestive to a freaking foursome but im slay for it okay. i apologize if this sucks i do not know how to write sexual stuff but i had this dream and it was FIRE. Also i have seen like five episodes of this show so try not to give spoilers and i apologize if this is not how curses work 😭 if adults interact imma be weirded out bc these characters r my age 🤨

if you know me (other than skye) don't talk to me abt this unless ur happy im shy enough as it is 💀

you hadn't realized you had even been affected by the curse that hit you earlier until you were on the way to the academy. it was a strange sort of descent to suddenly have your skin feverishly warm and a white hot need coiling deep in your gut. you were practically shaking by the time you reached jujustu high.

you stumbled towards your dorm, ignoring the way any sort of friction against your core made you want to whimper like a cat in heat. your underwear was well on the way of being utterly soaked and your foggy brain couldn't even bother to care.

"you okay, [name]?" yuji asked, his sturdy hand wrapping around your waist when your knees started to buckle. you bit your tongue hard enough to draw small drops of blood to prevent the needy sigh from escaping your lips. he was so strong and he was so sweet, his gentle smile making you wish it was between your thighs.

"i'm fine...just exhausted." you managed to grit out, unable to disguise the thick strain on your voice. maybe you were going insane, because why else would you be feeling this...horny?

"i'd wager you're more than exhausted." megumi piped in, his intense stare sending electricity straight to your core. he walked forward, with nobara not far behind, his mouth in a set line. he continued, "you are being affected by an aphrodisiac inflicted by an incubus."

nobara gave you a sneaky smile coming closer and sliding her arms around your waist and pulling you against your body. you couldn't help the whimper that you released when you felt her warm breath against your cheek.

"you horny, baby?" she purred, making your jaw drop slightly. oh, so she knows. you looked at her shyly, give her a little nod.

"that's what an aphro whatever does?" yuji asked, his chest still firmly pressed into your back. megumi nodded, his eyes darting between how you're sandwiched between nobara and yuji.

"h-how do i make it go away?" you piped up, internally cursing at the tone of your voice. it was thick with need, heavy with lust. maybe you should google how to bury oneself alive? that would be better than this embarrassing situation.

"you need to orgasm, at the very least once. but it will probably require quite a few tries." megumi explained, calmly as if he wasn't talking about his classmate cumming. before you knew it, you were sitting on megumi's bed. nobara and yuji must have led you to his room while he was talking.

"your arms are almost like jelly, honey." nobara noted, picking up your limp arm before letting it drop to your side, "why don't you let us take care of this for you?"

this time megumi, yuji, and you all paused. even through the gnawing desire to be railed you were still surprised at the suggestion. yuji's jaw dropped and megumi blushed, both of their reactions endearing if you were in a better state of mind.

"i have heard far too much about how both of these losers want to fuck you but are too wimpy to do anything. and i wouldn't mind making my girl feel good." nobara sat on the bed beside you and let her hands drift down your thighs. you shivered, parting them almost instinctively.

megumi shot nobara a glare like he was pissed his secret had been revealed and yuji gave you a sheepish smile. both boths came closer until everybody was sitting on the bed.

"you should still be in good conscious to consent." megumi said, his eyes burning into the spot where your legs were spread ever so slightly. your skirt was rising slightly, more of your skin revealed. "do you feel comfortable with this, [name]?"

suddenly you felt all pairs of eyes on you, making arousal seep into your underwear and rendering them positively destroyed. even with your body weak and full of animalistic need, you still had a mostly coherent thought process.

"please, yes please." you stuttered out, looking down at your lap with a shy expression.

nobara grinned deviously at your consent before pulling you onto her lap, pressing your back into her chest. she leaned in, her lips brushing against your neck and her hands drifting down your body.

"just relax, we're gonna make you feel real good." she said spreading your legs and lifting up your skirt to show off your underwear. normally you would be embarrassed that megumi and yuji were kneeling in front of you and staring directly at your cloth covered pussy. but you were far too gone to comprehend a single thing.

your underwear was fully soaked, a massive wet spot on them and the smell of your arousal wafting through the air. nobara kept kissing your neck, nibbling at the supple skin as her nimble fingers hooked around the waistband and slipped your underwear off.

your cunt was weeping for attention, puffy folds and twitching clit. your arousal was dripping down your legs, onto megumi's sheets. although he seemed too enthralled with your aching hole to care about the mess you were making.

a sharp gasp escaped your lips when nobara's fingers met your clit, rubbing it gently and in circular motions. as though their eyes had an invisible touch, the intense focus of both megumi and yuji added extra stimulation to your body.

"see this? this is like the key to the treasure chest." nobara said, still steadily rubbing that little bundle of nerves. you wiggled in her lap, trying to stop the embarrassing whimpers from escaping.

"does that feel good, [name]?" yuji asked, his hand suddenly reaching out to grab your thigh and keep you from wriggling out of nobara's hold. his touch was gentle but fuck was he strong.

you nodded and let out a little moan as nobara fingers slipped to your slit, collecting the wetness before teasing your hole. it eagerly tried to suck her digits in, aching to be filled.

"needy, are we?" megumi noted, the goregous rumble of his voice sending vibrations straight to your cunt. it clenched around nothing, showing off your horniness to your entire friend group. dear lord you were about to be fucked by all your friends.

finally nobara sunk her slender fingers in your cunt, the pads of her digits massaging the gummy walls. your toes curled and your back arched, a sigh of pleasure and relief filling the air like a lustful breeze. she grinned against your neck, going back to kissing you as she dipped her fingers in and out.

your pussy shamlessly gushed as she did this, loud enough you were sure the entire world could hear how well you were being fingered. not to mention the pretty little gasps and sighs that slipped between your parted lips.

"fuck," yuji grunted and your eyes fell from staring at the ceiling to him. his hand was cupping his massive bulge through his pants, his brown eyes blown out wide with lust. megumi wasn't fairing much better with a bright red face and parted lips he kept wetting.

"c'mon pretty girl, you gonna cum for me?" nobara purred, her free hand drifting from your waist to slipping under your shirt. she found your tits beneath your shirt and bra, rolling your hardened nipple between two of her digits.

your body suddenly tensed, walls clenching around her slender fingers as they curled right at the spongey point of pleasure. your cunt practically sucked her fingers in as it gushed around them. your jaw slightly dropped as your long wanton moan filled the room like a symphony of your pleasure.

"good girl." nobara praised while megumi and yuji stared at you with wide eyes. with a sudden shyness, you realized you might have been the first girl to have cum in front of them.

even with the orgasm you still felt that burn in your core and slick dripping down your thighs, like the needy whore you were. your mind was fuzzy with lust, pussy aching to be filled yet again.

"megumi, how about you fuck our princess?" nobara suggested, still rolling your senstive nub between her fingers as though to appease you while you waited, "and yuji, fill her mouth so she can't be too loud, yeah?"

the two boys agreed and suddenly you were being placed flat on the bed. your uniform was being stripped off by all three hands, leaving you naked and vulnerable soon.

megumi lifted your legs and spread them a bit more, you whining as the cool air brushed against your leaking cunt. he groaned softly, his raging hard on rubbed against your thigh.

he unzipped his pants enough for his cock to spring out, a pretty pink color with precum leaking out of the reddish tip. then he fixed your position, stroking his dick and rubbing the tip aganist your weeping slit. you whimpered, wriggling your hips like it would make it magically slip inside..

"shit," megumi hissed as he finally sunk his length into your pussy. you whined loudly as he finally filled you up, your back arching in attempts to get him deeper.

suddenly your eyes snapped upwards when you felt yuji's cockhead pressing into your lips. eagerly you parted them, tongue sticking out to lick the precum oozing out. yuji let out a soft sigh as you finally let him in, tongue exploring the large mass inside your mouth.

nobara wasn't feeling excluded at all it seemed, with the way her hands wandered to play with your tits. she smirked, watching the erotic scene unfold in front of her.

you felt almost like a ragdoll, getting fucked on both sides. megumi's thrusts were long and teasing, sliding almost all the way out before slamming all the way in again. whereas yuji was erratic and passionate, carelessly fucking your throat.

it was possibly the hottest and strangest situation you have ever found yourself in.

your moans were muffled by yuji's cock, mixed in with the soft gags of being filled up so entirely. everything felt so lewd, squelching of your cunt being hammered into by megumi and the slurps of you intently sucking yuji off.

nobara wasn't too upset about not getting "her turn" yet especially since she would prefer to have you get her off when it's just the two of you. she was patient...for now.

suddenly yuji stilled, then he kept thrusting into your mouth with jerky movements. "fuck! I'm gonna-"

a white hot liquid squirted into your mouth. It was salty and a little bitter but not terrible tasting. you swallowed up the pink haired boy's cum, some of it dribbling down your chin. once he was done he slowly pulled out, his cock softening slowly. yuji looked at you with wide eyes, almost like you showed him jennifer laurence not sucked him off

you squeaked suddenly, returning your attention to megumi who pinched your clit. he pouted at you, as though a little annoyed yuji had held your attention for so long.

you gave him a breathless smile in-between the sighs of pleasure at his cock hitting your sweet spot just right. you didn't even know something could be that deep inside of you and yet here he was, turning your tummy inside out with his dick.

"i want you to cum at the same time as me. can you do that for me, princess?" megumi said, speeding up his sensual pace. his hips snapped up to meet yours quicker now, his nimble fingers rolling and rubbing your sensitive nub in all the ways that made you certain you would explode.

with a final flick to your clit, you moaned his name and your walls squeezed around his cock. as thought triggered by your orgasm you felt his warm seed spurting inside your core, filling you up. he fucked you both through your highs, keeping his creamy cum inside your pussy.

a small whine fell from your sore throat at the empty feeling where megumi's dick used to be. however you felt that almost agonizing burn started to fade, satisfied by what you had been giving.

"aw baby." nobara cooed, gently petting the top of your unruly hair, "let us clean you up. you must be so tired from all that, yeah?"

you nodded slowly, allowing the boys to distangle from your body and allow nobara instruct them on how to clean you properly. you only started to drift off when you felt the trio cuddle around you, with nobara laying on your tummy, megumi spooning you from behind and yuji in the front. the warmth of your friends (with benefits?) coaxed your exhausted body to sleep.

hopefully you wouldn't have to ever think about the consequences of this....or at least until morning.

lori © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything weird with my writing! i like reblogs and comments but please be kind as this was my writing.

[cherryc1nnam0n]

Eat me | Billy Loomis x FEM!Reader

This is based on Eat Me by 6arelyhuman, so you can listen to it while reading if you want!

Summary: Your boyfriend has always had weird tastes, but then you discovered something you didn't know you liked

Cw: Blood kink, knife play, cuts on the skin enough to draw blood, oral (fem and masc receiving), spit, choking, eating blood (might get too nasty for some), P in V sex, unprotected sex (pls don't try at home), creampie, hard and rough sex

You had the slight suspicion about it for a while now, whenever you where on your period Billy would get extra touchy and would never leave your side which you appreciated but he didn't have the intention you thought, instead of caring for you, he would try and get in your pants any chance he got and it was annoying you

But this happened when you where not on your period, it happened when you were making yourself a sandwich, you were cutting some lettuce when the knife cut your finger, drawing the slightest bit of blood, but the sting that came with it made you hiss

"You okay hun?" He asked from the living room

"Yeah just, cut myself nothing too much"

When you turned around you bumped into his chest, you did not expect him there so fast, but he bolted when he heard the word "cut"

"Lemme see" he said lowly

You showed him your finger and he squeezed it drawing more blood out

"Ouch Billy what the-" you couldn't finish what you were saying because you were shocked by what he did

He popped your finger into his mouth, moaning at the taste of your blood, that's when it all clicked

"Oh..." Was all you could say...

Between a couple of agreements and promises of stopping when it got too much and creating a save word, you ended up tangled in the sheets with Billy, both butt naked grinding into each other, sloppily making out as each other's hands explored your bodies

"So that's why you always wanted to have sex during my period huh" you said between moans and gasps while Billy kissed your neck down to your chest

"I've always wanted to eat you alive baby" he said popping a boob into his mouth, sucking on it while he looked at you

"Then eat me"

He smiled as he grabbed the knife you had cut yourself with previously, passing the blade down to your belly from your chest, then up again, he spread your legs and spat on your pussy, you whined at him, looking so hot while he did so

"Billy" you whined his name

"I know baby" he grabbed your arm "You ready?" You nodded and he grabbed the knife placing it on your arm, cutting down on it enough to draw blood, then spilling it onto your pussy

"Fuck" you hissed

Billy licked his lips watching his next meal be ready, your pussy was throbbing and the red was painting it beautifully so he couldn't wait any longer, he laid down in front of you and attacked your pussy, sucking on your blood while his tongue lapped up your folds and his nose nudged your clit, making a mess of his face with your blood and his spit

"Fuck Billy!" You grabbed his hair and grinded into his face "Yes just like that"

His eyes rolled back as he tasted your blood, grinding onto the mattress to relieve himself

He licked up from your hole to your clit and then came up to kiss your ferally, you could taste your blood and your cum in his tongue, the metallic taste making you dizzy in pleasure, you never knew you had a blood kink too

"Please, please, lemme taste you" you said in between kisses

"Fuck yes baby come here"

You sat up and he grabbed the knife, cutting his arm the same way he did with your's and spilling his blood onto his own cock, which stood proudly above his belly button

"Get to sucking baby" he grabbed your head guiding you down onto his dick

You got quick to work on the blood falling down his dick, you sucked his balls and then up his tip, you sucked it into your mouth and looked at him while you did so, making him moan and roll his eyes back

"Fuck baby you're doing so good"

He started fucking your throat making you gag on him, coming up for air he dragged you up to kiss you again, putting his tongue into your mouth to taste himself

"Get on the bed baby"

You quickly did what he asked you for, grabbing your arm to squeeze your blood into your pussy again along with his own

He grabbed his cock to rub it all over your bloody pussy, making him hiss in pleasure "Fuck baby, gonna fuck you so hard" he thrusted into you, his head falling back

"Fuck!" You moaned when he started to fuck you so hard the bed was hitting against the wall, his hand left your hip to grab your neck and choke you while his other hand rubbed your clit

"Cum for me baby, come on" his hips snapped against you so hard you felt like he would break you in two "You like this don't you baby? So good inside you huh?"

You nodded, being unable to speak from pleasure and from him choking you

His hand released your neck but stayed there, now he placed both hands next to your head so he could hit even deeper inside you

His dick was hitting your g spot dead on with every thrust, making your orgasm come faster and faster until you finally came with a loud moan

"Good girl there we go baby, but we're not done here yet" he manhandled you onto your belly, now fucking you from behind while you whined from being overstimulated "Too much baby? Huh? Wanna stop?"

You shook your head in response, you just wanted him to keep fucking you now

"That's my girl" he said kissing your shoulder

With both hands grabbing your hips he kept fucking you brutally, eventually one hand grabbed the bed frame while the other held your hip, you thought he would break your bed or even the wall with how hard he was fucking you, might as well even break you

"Fuck, gonna cum baby, fuck"

"Me too, cum inside me please Billy please"

With a few more snaps of his hips he came inside you with a loud groan, making you have another orgasm, your legs almost giving out if it wasn't for Billy holding you

"Good girl baby, fuck"

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hi i’d like to request reader says i love you for the first time and reese having a hard time saying it back cause of everything that happened when he told beth he loved her (angst with fluff ending pls) thank you 🫶🫶

Don't Say What You Don't Mean (Reese Wilkerson X Reader)

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Summary: You tell Reese you love him for the first time, but his reaction isn’t what you were hoping for.

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“I love you.”

You had felt it for a long time. You thought about telling Reese for a long time. Finally, while lying down with him after a long day at school, him playing with your hair while you tapped your fingers on his chest, you decided to stop being so chicken and tell him.

“Huh?” Reese must have been worlds away, being pulled back to reality by you speaking after being silent for so long. You gulped, not thinking you’d have to repeat yourself.

“I love you, Reese.”

“Oh.” That wasn’t really the response you were expecting. “Okay.”

“Okay?” Despite your tiredness, you peeled yourself off of Reese and sat up. He looked confused by your reaction, which made you start to feel angry. “Okay?”

“Yeah…” Reese sat up as well, leaning against his headboard.

“That’s all you have to say?”

Reese was silent for a moment, thinking about his answer. He opened his mouth to say something, but ended up closing it and nodding instead. You scoffed, got off the bed, and gathered your things. This just seemed to make Reese even more confused.

“Where are you going?”

“Home.”

Reese tried to stop you, but you were already storming out of the room. He followed after you, watching you slam the front door behind you. He sighed, running his hands through his hair in frustration.

“Wow.” Reese whipped his head around to see Malcolm, who had been making a sandwich in the kitchen when he heard your stomping out. “What did you do this time?”

Seeing Malcolm just made Reese even more irritated.

“Shut up!” He shouted before walking back to his room and slamming the door.

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You didn’t see Reese until a few days later. The two of you usually hung out during the weekend, but you were giving your boyfriend the silent treatment out of stubbornness. You knew that Reese wasn’t the best at expressing his emotions. But his response, or lack thereof, to you finally telling him you loved him made you both angry and sad. You had cooled off a bit by now, but had too much pride to approach him.

Reese didn’t seem to have the same problem. When he spotted you in the courtyard on Monday morning, he quickly approached you and grabbed your shoulder.

“Y/n, can we talk?” He asked. You didn’t really want to. You had to get to class soon, and you were still a little upset. But the look on Reese’s face made you feel more inclined to listen, so you nodded and let him drag you to a more secluded part of the school.

You patiently waited for Reese to start talking, hoping he’d do it soon. It looked like he was trying to think of what to say, which made sense because Reese wasn’t usually someone who planned things out in advance.

“I’m sorry.” You had to resist rolling your eyes. All that thinking just for ‘I’m sorry’? But then he started to speak again. “I wasn’t expecting you to say… that to me. So I didn’t really know what to say. But I love you, Y/n.”

“Don’t.” You shook your head, as if trying to erase what Reese said from your memory. “Don’t say that, I know you don’t mean it. But that’s okay, you don’t have to say it back, Reese. It just upset me because out of everything you could’ve said, ‘okay’ was totally not what I was expecting. Like, I don’t think anyone would expect to hear that.”

“But Y/n, I do love you!” Reese said adamantly. 

“Then why didn’t you say it back?” You replied with the same amount of force in your tone.

“Because-” Reese cut himself off with a sigh. His eyes trailed to the ground, not wanting to look at you while he explained. “Look, the last time I told someone I loved them, it sucked.”

“How?” You asked, becoming curious. 

“...I found Malcolm hiding under her bed.” Reese ran a hand over her face, clearly hating that he was reliving the memory of finding out Beth was cheating on him with his own brother. But he felt like he owed you an explanation. “She broke up with me, and then I joined the army, and it was a whole thing.”

“I’m sorry.” You said, taken aback by his casual tone. “You joined the army?”

“The point is-” Reese waved his hand, signaling to you that that was a conversation for later. Then he grabbed your hands. “After that, I’ve had a hard time saying it. But I really do love you, Y/n. Truly.”

You sighed. Now you felt like an asshole for storming out of Reese’s house and ignoring him for days.

“I’m sorry for overreacting the way I did.”

“Don’t be.” Reese pulled you into a hug, resting his cheek on the top of your head. “I’m sorry for not telling you earlier.” 

The bell rang, signaling that class was about to start. But neither of you felt like going.

“Wanna get out of here?” Reese asked, pulling back just enough to look down at you.

“Yeah,” you responded, and you both started to walk to the parking lot. You squeezed Reese’s hand. “I love you,” you said.

“I love you too.”

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Malcolm in the Middle Taglist: @rattilol

Reese Wilkerson Taglist: @hollymaybank @theogirlovermattheogirl

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Hello my lovely friend!

I've chosen a song from one of my favourite musicals for you!

Hopefully it sparks some inspiration (I love this song I think i't so much fun)

Enjoy! <3

HELLO MY LOVE this is very late but I had fun writing it, so I hope that you enjoy it <3

(fun fact for those who don't know, which is probably most people, I am an avid broadway nerd and I listened to Wicked like...ad nauseam in my middle school/high school days so the minute I saw the title I had this song immediately in my head, which was very fun. As soon as I ran a few of the lyrics in my head I knew exactly what I had to write)

Anyways without further ado, I gift you with (drumroll pls)...some more Blackstaff Librarian x Gale fic ;)

under the cut and also on ao3 now

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Loathing

Gale x Blackstaff Librarian

After their initial encounter on the librarian's first day at Blackstaff Academy, Gale and the librarian now have fairly low opinions of one another. They both decide to vent to their parents about the other person (as one does when they hate someone).

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“Gale, darling, so good of you to join us for tea! Let me have a look at you. We haven’t seen you in a tenday, you know.”

Gale smiled and bent to exchange a strong, rib-cracking hug with his mother, the inimitable Morena Dekarios. He kissed her cheek as a greeting before letting her take his face in her hands so she could scrutinize him.

“Forgive me, Mother, the academy has required much of my attention the last several days,” Gale said, as Morena pursed her lips as she studied him.

“Have they been working you too hard? You look peaky.”

“I’ve been telling him that for days, Mrs. Dekarios,” Tara said, padding into the room. “He simply refuses to take care of himself.”

“Tara,” he chided, giving her a look. He took his mother’s hands and pulled them away from his face, squeezing them briefly. “I feel fine, I assure you.”

“Hmm.” She clearly didn’t believe him, but she let it go for now. “Well if you insist. Come, come have a seat, I’ll have tea ready in a moment. I want to hear all about how things are going over at the Academy.”

Gale blew out a long breath as he followed his mother onto her balcony and took a seat at the table there. “Where to start? We have a new librarian, for one.”

“Oh? Not another tired old Candlekeep retiree is it?” 

“No. No, she’s…young. Nearer my age.” Gale tried to picture her in his mind’s eye, to try and guess her age, and then quickly decided against it. The less he thought about the librarian, the better. 

“Oh?” Morena‘s eyes brightened with interest at that little fact. “Hold that thought, darling, I want to hear everything.”

She disappeared back inside to fetch the tea things while Tara hopped up onto the cushions that were stacked in her seat. That place at the table had been her teatime spot practically since the day Gale first summoned her. Though the cushions and chairs had been replaced over time, they were always placed in the exact same spot, with the cushions stacked at just the right height for her to comfortably look over the table’s edge and indulge in a spot of tea. 

Gale leaned closer to her and lowered his voice. “You haven’t said a word to my mother about our new librarian, have you?”

“I don’t know what you mean, Mr. Dekarios,” Tara said, licking at her paws to clean them for teatime. “Why would I talk about librarians of all things to your mother?”

The answer didn’t exactly allay any of Gale’s suspicions, but he let it go as Morena returned with the tea tray all prepped, including a plate of Gale’s favorite sandwiches and a shallow bowl for Tara's tea. She poured them each a cup and insisted Gale eat something before finally settling in her chair and taking a sip of her own tea. 

“So,” she said, cradling her cup in her hands and leaning forward slightly, her eyes sparkling with interest. “Tell me all about this new librarian.”

“Well, for starters, she’s only been with us for a tenday and she’s already caused quite a…stir.” He frowned, recalling how she frog-marched him out of the library in front of a crowd of students and colleagues. “On her first day at the Academy she refused to let anyone into the library while she was ‘cataloguing’ and kicked out anyone who dared to enter. Ever since then things have only gotten worse.” 

“How so?”

“Well, she—she’s come up with this ridiculous new organization system for the books and it’s taken her days to rearrange everything. Now no one knows where to find anything and we’re all forced to ask her for assistance, which she seems to find exceedingly annoying.” 

Though perhaps it was only when he asked that she got annoyed. He ignored that thought for now.

“Her new system doesn’t make the slightest flicker of sense,” he complained. He should have left off two or three sentences ago, but he was getting worked up now, all warm under his collar. “It’s been a disaster. I’ve taken to hoarding books I need in my study just to keep track of them. Honestly, I don’t know what the Blackstaff was thinking, giving her the job—she has completely upended the entire academy with her little project to reorganize the library. She has delayed everyone’s studies in the process and she is maddeningly unhelpful if you ever try to talk to her. Most unprofessional, in my opinion. In fact, I think she is without a doubt the most infuriating woman I think I have ever met.”

“Oh dear, that does sound like a torment,” Morena said, though the way she smiled behind her next sip of tea suggested she was more amused than sympathetic. “How much are you forced to interact with her?”

“If I had my way it would be never,” Gale huffed. “But unfortunately the reorganization of the library has taken over her main office as well. Blackstaff Vajra has temporarily given her the empty study adjoining mine, so it is impossible to escape her entirely, now that we share a common room.”

“Roommates, is it?” Morena teased, smiling broadly. “I can’t recall the last time you were forced to share a room with anyone.”

“At Blackstaff? It must have been ages ago.”

He had shared camps and tavern rooms with his companions, back when he’d had an illithid tadpole in his brain and the entire world needed saving from a Netherbrain. But this was different.

After Gale returned to Blackstaff, he’d been given one of two empty studies clustered around a common room for use as his teaching office. But now Gale’s days of having both study and common room entirely to himself were over. Now, whenever he tried to enjoy a relaxing cup of tea or reinvigorate himself with a cup of coffee and a good book, she was there, passing through with arms full of books, her curls falling out of whatever hairstyle she had attempted to wrangle them into. Each and every time, she took one look at him behind her wire-framed glasses, glared, stuck her pert little nose up in the air, and stalked away. Before he could even so much as say hello or good evening.

Not that he wanted to, of course.

Any interest he had in her, any intrigue he might have felt, was quickly dissolving into pure and utter loathing. She was surly, rude, and waspish, she had no patience for simple conversation, and no care for the sheer amount of disruption she was causing across the entire Academy. Every time she saw him with a book in his hands, she glared. Every time they passed in the hallway, she glared. Every time he stepped into her chaotically catalogued library, she glared!

When he was fairly certain he hadn’t done anything reprehensible to her! She seemed to hate him simply for existing.

Her name was on everyone’s lips these days, to the point where he felt he couldn’t escape it. If she wasn’t there in front of him taunting him with her hazel-eyed glares, he was forced to hear of her while eating in the dining hall, trying to teach his classes, monitoring students during study hall, and even relaxing with his colleagues at the Yawning Portal. There was no escape from the Blackstaff Librarian. Not even in his own teaching study.

“And of course I’m expected to put up with it as the newest professor at the academy,” Gale finished, throwing up his hands, having related all of this to his mother as well. “Ridiculous.”

“Yes, dear, and it’s so good of you to martyr yourself by sharing rooms with her," Morena said, hiding another smile behind a sip of tea.

“What is that supposed to mean? And why are you smiling like that?” he asked, growing frustrated with her now too. The whole time he had complained, she continued to smile and chuckle and sit with her cheek leaning against her hand, a fond and amused look in her eyes.

“Oh, no reason.” Morena finished off her tea before lowering her cup back onto its saucer, that same smile still on her lips. She exchanged a subtle look with Tara, who gave a little amused squint of her eyes and then delicately pretended to be busy washing her face.

"You can't fool me so easily, Mother," he said. “What are you thinking?”

“Nothing much, darling. I am only thinking that I should like to invite her over for tea.” She leaned back in her chair, her hands folded comfortably over her middle, and let her gaze trail off in the vague direction of Blackstaff Academy. "She sounds like a young woman I should get to know."

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In her sparse new temporary office, a certain Blackstaff librarian crumpled up the letter she had been trying to write and tossed it to the side, letting the balled-up parchment join about a dozen other crumpled-up letters on the floor. She huffed to herself and pulled out a fresh piece of parchment to write on, dipping her quill back into the ink.

Dearest Papa, she began. She continued with inane lines about her health, the weather, and how much she appreciated Blackstaff Vajra for offering her the position as Chief Librarian of Blackstaff Academy, as she had done in every other letter she started. She was determined this time not to ruin it by mentioning a certain annoying professor with whom she had had too many interactions already.

But inevitably, as it had happened in the other dozen letters before this one, he elbowed his way into her writing, just the same way he had elbowed his way into her library.

Regrettably, she wrote, nowhere is perfect and I’ve found that quite a few of my colleagues here at the Academy can be more than a little trying on my nerves. There is one man in particular, a professor with whom I must now share a common room, who is absolutely, without a doubt, the most provoking, vexatious, exasperating man I think I’ve ever had the displeasure to speak with. He is careless and arrogant and swans about the place as though he and not dear Vajra were the Blackstaff! I cannot understand how he of all people has been accepted to teach here, beyond that everyone must be fawning over his renewed status as a Chosen of Mystra and hero of that nasty illithid business down south. As though we do not have enough Chosens and heroes! He is constantly in my way, hoards books like a dragon, and seems to intentionally put himself where I must see or speak with him even when I expressly wish to avoid him. If I have to spend one more day sharing a common room with this most infuriating man I may just go mad. Do you know, just the other day I caught him sprawled out along the sofa of the common room like a Calishite pasha, filthy boots on the table—

But here she stopped, glaring down at the page. She was being untruthful, if not unkind. She had not yet caught him in a state of such blatant disarray—yet. She stared at her letter, her mind taking her back to two days ago when she had come into the common room, hoping for some peace and quiet, only to find him there.

He’d been stretched along the sofa, that was true, but with his ankles hanging off the edge and crossed, the soles of his boots mercifully away from both sofa and table (though dangerously close). He’d been reading when she entered, one hand cradling the book on his chest and the other combing absently through his dark hair, his lips pursed faintly as he studied the text. The setting sun had been streaming in through the windows, giving his lightly tanned skin an all-over bronzed look, and when he’d looked up as she entered the light caught his dark eyes in such a way as to dust the deep, rich brown of his irises with a sprinkling of bright copper. 

He was handsome, she’d give him that, but it only made her dislike him more. Handsome men always had a sense of arrogance and pride about them and his reputation had more than preceded him in that regard. Of course, it didn’t help that when he looked up, he’d instantly sat up all surprised—and then he had the audacity to look disappointed.

Disappointed!

Oh, she hated him. Absolutely, utterly, completely loathed him. 

Him, with his stupid little Mystra earring, and his fussy way of styling his long hair, and the way he pursed his lips when he was deep in thought, and the careless way he held books sometimes, his fingers tucked between pages—

Gods, she was thinking about his hands now?

She sat back in her chair, glaring at her letter, her face flushed and her lips pressed in a thin line. And then, after a moment, she crumpled the letter up, the same as the others. She gathered all the failed letters into a metal wastebin and, with a snap of her fingers, promptly set them all alight. The soft crackling of the flames did little to cool her off, however. 

She’d just have to write her father a letter another day, when her mind wasn’t so wrapped up in all the things she hated about one Professor Gale Dekarios. For now, perhaps it was best to simply give up and go home.

And perhaps take a cold bath to cool her flustered nerves.

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[lexluvswriting]

ꔫ L'autunno.

ꔫ Ch: 4 [last page] [next page]

-> Pairing: Eris x ballet dancer!fem!reader.

-> (CW): x fem!reader (she/her), slow-burn, rivals to lovers, tinkle of angst on occasion, fluff, non-specified identity Summer Court!reader, regarding canon ACOTAR time: after defeat of Hybern. things get get cheeky... teehee.

-> (TW): Allusions to domestic violence/abuse (L.O.A + Beron), eris has trauma flashbacks, sexual tension? maybe? someone read it and tell me pls. eris practically pining for reader but simultaneously pissing her off, reader x eris finally kiss, raahh!!

W/C: 3.5k

╰┈➤ Lex's note: UHM... guys... please ignore that i last posted in April or something... double degrees are not for the weak 😔✊OOH! ALSO: you two share a kiss- :O -and reader likes it >:D did I pull an all-nighter for this chapter, AND almost finish up to chapter six in one night? ... yes. do i also have an important exam in 5 hours? ... also yes. i couldn't help myself- I missed writing, okay?! anyway, pls pls pls, don't be afraid to comment & let me know what you liked, disliked or loved!!

You had both sat on the ledge of the ampitheatre, taking in the peaceful quiet, enjoying the nature that surrounded you both before you huffed softly at how ‘casual’ the setting was. A pretty patterned rug was laid out to be sat on, with porcelain cups, dishes, and all sorts of rich, fancy-fae delicacies: tea cakes of different shapes, flavours and colours; neatly cut sandwiches with different pastes, spices and fillings.

“Where’s your little throne?”

You nodded, not waiting for him before picking a sandwich to take a bite of- your stomach fluttering when you didn’t taste poison, but rather a delightful taste combination. He grinned slyly and clicked his tongue, feigning disappointment as he poured you and himself tea that smelt like bergamot and honey.

“Would have been too big for my servants to winnow, I’m afraid.”

His tone was airy and snobbish- as if he had read your mind, thus playing along to the tune of your harsh assumptions- so you rolled your eyes, food pushed into the side of your mouth to mumble out, “Figured you would have used some of them as footstools and makeshift seats instead.”

Eris huffed, before thinking over the weight of your snark which drew a chuckle that dissolved into a soft laugh of disbelief. You ignored the way the sound made your insides flutter- or perhaps that was just organ failure. He looked at you incredulously, shaking his auburn covered head as he filled your plate, then his.

“Is that what you truly think of me?”

You continued to chew, your face expressive enough to fill the silence, which made him chuckle more.

“I certainly have underestimated you, little swan,” You grumbled at the ‘feigned’ endearment, but it didn’t deter him, “You are not merely a pretty face at all. You also possess a delightful, deadly fire. Now, whether it makes you stupidly brave, or bravely stupid, I’m not sure. Even worse, I’m not sure if that intrigues me, or irritates me.” He hummed, and it seemed to stoke ‘said fire’ within you- your own pride being stroked, so you gave him a bemused half-smirk,

“Why not both?”

He raised an eyebrow at your rather coy tone, and you almost thought you liked that ‘slightly startled, slightly intrigued’ look he wore, before you remembered what he was- who he was- and looked away disinterestedly. But you knew him; or at least, knew he was trained in the arts of charming females as if it was as easy as breathing. Something in your gut told you he liked those that played ‘hard-to-get’ and the feelings that festered and stewed made you confused. Again, as if he was reading your mind, he answered accordingly:

“Almost sounds like you’re flirting with me, darling.” His serve. So the match starts.

A scoff, accompanied by a simple shake of your head. “Spare me. Just how exactly have you made it this far in life, lordling?” A simple hit back into his court.

“Is that admiration I hear?” A lazy return.

“You wish it was.” Shaking your head as you sipped the sweet, citrusy tea he poured. A back-hand swing with a bit of force.

“I do, actually. If it means you’ll stop being so shrewd.” Parried back wonderfully, much to your dismay.

“Is this how you usually find ladies to court? By acting like an arse.” You ask flatly, and he pauses. Victory.

You smirk, glancing down at the tea cup, before the silence goes on for too long. Your lips tug into a frown, but you don’t look up. Is he angry? Something tugs at your stomach, then your chest, and you finally look back up at him, only to catch him staring at you with an expression you didn’t recognise. You straightened- almost angry at yourself for feeling nervous. But you didn’t know him. Didn’t know his moods, his temperaments. Didn’t know what he did in his spare time.

The lordling seemed to sense your fidgeting and looked away; out towards the view of the sprawling Autumn colours that dotted the trees on the horizon.

“... So… what brought you to the Autumn Court?”

You blinked up at him, raising an eyebrow, before remembering you had told him you weren’t from here.

“Apparently, as a baby, I was dropped off at an orphanage near the place I live now, with some sort of Summer Court emblem and a scarf. However, I’ve got no ties, no leads to any family that I know of, and I haven’t sought them out either.” He watched you as you spoke, and before you could comment or add more, he beat you to it.

“How miserable.”

You flinched before stilling, blinking repeatedly at him. How… miserable?

Disbelief contorted your face as you looked at him like he had grown three heads. Did he just-?

Eris simply watched you, tilting his head slightly, his russet eyes meeting yours in a stare that wasn’t hostile; rather, it was him trying to figure you out like some sort of puzzle. However, his random response had caught you off guard, making you chuckle softly, before you covered your mouth quickly, only to hold your head in your hands as you began to genuinely laugh.

“Have I misspoke?”

You laughed more at his polite yet confused tone, shaking your head as you tried to control yourself, only to laugh more, which spurred a few chuckles from the male sitting across from you.

“Hold on- I only meant it in the sense that-”

“No, no!” You forced out as you gasped for air, trying to reign in your amusement as you watched him watch you again, with him seeming oddly… content with how you laughed at him.

“I… I get it. Honestly, Eris- Sorry… ‘Lord’ Eris-” He rolled his eyes, waving a hand as you continued,

“How in the Cauldron did you make it this far in life?” You chuckled again, while he flashed a strangely sweet, cheeky smile. It was almost endearing. Almost.

“Would you believe me if I said ‘through uncanny wit and dazzling charm?’” His dryness made you snicker, before a small smile grew on your face. He hummed as you did so, looking down at his hand while you caught yourself staring again; both of you sitting in the silence as you briefly self-reflected. Why was he being funny? Why could he make you laugh simply… simply by being himself?Why was it so easy to get lost in staring at him? You continued to watch him- not knowing how intensely your eyes twinkled, nor the way it made his blood heat in a way that surprised him. Yet, he caught you, finally.

“[Y/N] darling, if you keep staring at me like that, it might put ideas in my head.” He mused, and you jerked your head away instantly, hearing him snicker as you rolled your eyes.

“Why won’t you let yourself enjoy today, little swan?” He teased, but your response wasn’t as light.

“If I do, it will mean that I am as easy, and as useless as all the others that you manage to bewitch. I simply won’t let that happen.” You replied hollowly, a small part of you not even believing your own answer. Eris sucked his tooth, watching you with a nod as if you had said something truly confounding, before he clicked his tongue and stood up.

“Alright. Let’s walk.” Eris nodded at you, before offering a hand with a sly smile, waiting for you to move. You blinked up at him, raising an eyebrow before deciding to take his hand- unlike the carriage, where he practically lifted you like it was nothing- pulling yourself up.

What the hell would a walk do?

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“Tell me honestly, swan. Why do you dislike me- not my family- but me, so heavily?” Eris encouraged the dancer to speak freely as you both walked down the hill. He noticed the way your eyes avoided his, instead mapping out all the different shades of brown, orange and red leaves. He watched you shrug, and internally pulled at his hair. What had you so reserved?

He wanted to say something- taunt you, tease you, even trick you into speaking- but when you hesitated, looking at the ground for an answer that wouldn’t be so easily given, he shut up immediately. It was only when you tried to avoid the question that something triggered within him to reach for and grab your arm; grabbing gently, merely to pull you back to where he had stopped walking.

“Hey-” You had snapped, baring your teeth before pulling your arm away, the action making his heart race as you did so. How wonderful- when your eyes gleamed the way they did. Did you even know how beautiful you looked? When you looked at him like you wanted to throttle him? Or, what about when you had laughed so freely before, and his brain had completely blanked?

Eris sighed wistfully, determined to crack the nut that was your eccentric, explosive enigma of a mind. 

“When you do things like that- acting like you just have some claim on me- I don’t like it.So when you do it often, or other things I don’t like, it makes it easier to dislike you.” You spoke succinctly, and he couldn’t argue with that. At least you answered him. Yet Eris watched you anyway, hoping you’d continue. When he stayed silent, he realised his staring made you nervous as you wiped your hands on your dress, delicate hands grabbing at the fabric to fidget as you pushed yourself to answer his initial question.

He willed his expression to be neutral as you began to speak- the words spilling from your lip like a fast flowing river. But his restraint was in vain- before he knew it, he was absolutely entranced by your thoughts and ideas. The way you spoke about your studies- the passion, the assertiveness you carried as you listed the criticisms your ‘surrogate mother Ordelia’ had helped you draft in an assignment; an ‘unsent response’ to his father’s unfair increase of land tax, and the random raids or ‘removals’ that always seemed to happen towards the end of the day, targeting certain fae of non-native identities. He had to remind himself to meet with this fae. She sounded like quite the female.

You had told Eris about the families that were getting displaced- how people were terrified to leave their homes because of these new restrictions- and his brain spun like a spinning top. You dared compare Beron’s treatment to the tyrant of a female that had held Prythian hostage for almost fifty years prior, and his nostrils flared, but he stayed silent. Did you realise what you were saying? How brave, how brilliant- how possibly stupid it was? Being so bold saying these ideas so freely? He almost felt liberated from the confines of his own mind- where, for too long, he had been too afraid to dare bring light to these thoughts of his own.

Eris didn’t dare stop you, so you continued, even scolding Eris himself on his ‘petty blackmail’ of your ballet instructor- he decided there and then that he wanted you to criticise and chastise him like that all the time- advocating for the old studio, and the children who used it to escape poverty in their own villages, in their own homes. Unbeknownst to you, the heir seemed to fall more and more in love with every word you said. He figured it would probably be his demise if he were to compliment you on your ideas- you seemed to treat anything he said as a callous taunt, or cruel mockery. But the heir couldn’t help himself as he exhaled softly.

“Brilliant.”

He nodded, watching you intensely, before shaking his head with a scoff, looking away.

“Ballerinas are doing politics now,” And you’re somehow doing them in the way he had always dreamed of, “What a world we live in.” He would have happily sung your praises from the treetops. He was prepared to present your ideas- your works to his father and call him out on his tirade. So why was it that, when he looked back at you, you looked up at him with a mixture of hurt and disappointment?

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“You weren’t listening to a single word, were you?” The disappointment in your voice was almost laughable. You felt bitterness coat your tongue like film as you observed the heir. There it was. That feigned incredulity, the false intrigue and interest. In his eyes, like so many other males, all you’d ever be recognised as was just a pretty little ballerina. A pretty female, with pretty eyes, hips for child-rearing, and a figure that was easy on the eyes.

“[Y/N]... You- you have just recited every single measure I have ever wanted to implement.” He had stopped walking to watch your disappointment manifest, and he shook his head again, reaching for you before hesitating as you whipped back to glare at him. Well… at least he listened to one thing.

“I don’t need your pity, lordling.”

“You don’t even know what I’m going to say!”

“Oh, boohoo!” You snapped, glaring up at the heir, “I know what you see in me- what your ‘expectations’ are. You want me to sit still and be pretty while I have to be subjected to this- this stupid ball with all these rich, ignorant nobles who-”

“Who couldn’t give a damn about the people who starve right outside their doors, right?” He finished your sentence- he cut you off, and you paused.

“Are you mocking me?”

“No, [Y/N]. I know what you’re thinking. I’ve thought the exact same- down to the letter, every damned day.” He grabbed you, and your eyes narrowed, ready to warn him off you when he interjected again.

“Just- listen.” He snapped, and your mouth shut, even as you glared daggers up at him, “Do you know how exhausting it is, having to carry the burdens of that bastard?” Your eyes widened.

Was this real? Where the Hell had this come from? You opened your mouth, but he put his hand over it,

“Just wait before you spit in my face, stubborn thing.” He hissed, before continuing,

“We are… The Vanserra family… it is not glorious, and- and luxurious, and absolutely ignorant.” He was hardly fluent, hesitating and restarting the sentence. It felt wrong, unnerving. This was not the pompous, cocky, ‘typical’ arrogant noble who had half of the Autumn Court’s female population vying for him. This wasn’t the smug, dominant asshole who had watched you dance, and snidely spoke to you in the hallway of your ballet studio.

No.

This was the male- the son- who had snarled at you in the carriage when you tried to slander the Lady of the Autumn Court. There- you saw it again- that vulnerability, that hollowness that hid behind his eyes every time he stood next to his father; whether it was during royal festivals or important ceremonies. The oldest Vanserra son had gone- gotten trapped in a memory; somewhere dark, somewhere hostile and hurtful. So you decided there and then, regardless of the dislike you held for him, that you’d  hold him and wait.

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Sounds of fists landing hits, a cacophony of muffled crashing and banging came from behind the closed door that Eris waited at tearfully- willing his child self to march in there and defend his mother, only to be completely stuck; paralysed by fear.

Warmth came from somewhere, somewhere distant, and there was the dull echo of a voice that made his chest tighten.

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You watched him grow distant, his eyes losing their usual gleam- not that you cared to notice, as you’d easily deny. Something made your hands move on their own, pulling his hand off your mouth so you could grab them in yours, watching him with emotions that made your stomach knot and shrivel.

“Eris?”

You called again, and he jerked- the abrupt movement making you flinch while the heir exhaled shakily. As he looked back down at you, he saw the way you held his hands, initiating contact. When he moved, you followed his gaze, unsure why you were still holding onto him. You did that, all of your own accord. You did it, yet you weren’t sure why.

Eris swallowed thickly- you even watched the way his throat bobbed, before his hands slowly, shakily cupped your face. Your eyes never left him; you didn’t move to push him away either. What had he seen? Where had he gone?

“[Y/N] [L/N].” Your heart jerked as he murmured your name- the timbre of his voice low, soul-wrenching as his russet irises bore into yours.

“I want you to meet my father. I want-... I want you to meet him, and tell him exactly what you told me.”

Your eyes widened, and you shook your head,

“No- Not on your life-”

“Please.”

Again, his lips had come close to yours, like they had in the carriage, and you felt yourself go deathly still.

“Eris?”

“Please, [Y/N].”

“Eris-”

“You’re brilliant.” The male breathed, his eyes scanning you quickly, almost anxiously, like he was afraid your attention would shift away from him. You were brilliant? He thought… he thought you were brilliant. You swallowed, eyes fluttering as you looked up at him, stare never breaking. Looking into his eyes, being so close, it felt like you were staring down at a body of water at the bottom of a cliff. Was it shallow? Were there hidden rocks- jagged, hungry for bones to shatter? Was this what leaps of faith were?

“You don’t… you don’t care.” You shook your head stubbornly, resisting the pull.

“You- You are the most brilliant fae I know-” His serve, again.

“You’ve barely known me!” A hard knockback from yourself; the ball was in his court.

“I’ve never known anyone with a mind like yours, [Y/N].” A powerful hit back into your court.

“No.” You barely hit it back in his court, so close to crumbling.

“[Y/N]-” He fumbled.

“I’m not going to make a fool of myself in front of your father, Eris. What power do I hold?” A harsh serve to start the match.

“The knowledge you carry- the way you see the world- the way you solve problems that noblemen in my father’s court have been stuck on for years-” Your eyes widened at his words- you fumbled the hit.

“Eris- No- No! It is not my responsibility to fix your father’s inadequacies!” You snapped, pushing away gently as you looked away, your mind racing. You needed to go. Your heart- your stomach- Hell, you were even feeling the slightest bit aroused! You needed to go- needed to get away to think-

His hands grabbed you again, cupping your face and tilting your head up ever-so-gently, as if he thought you were made of porcelain.

“[Y/N].” Your mind blanked when you heard the way he pleaded- pleaded!

Well… if he said your name like that…

“Eris-” Your hands reached up to his- whether to hold, or to push away, you weren’t sure yet. The Vanserra male barely gave you a chance to decide before he sealed the gap between your lips, his eyes shutting while yours widened in shock, before promptly shutting them tight. 

He was kissing you. Eris Vanserra was kissing you. He thought you were brilliant, he thought you were 

The kiss was… It was…

You didn’t even know. It certainly felt like he was holding back- like he was trying to be a gentleman, and a small part of you appreciated the attempt as you moved your lips against his ever-so-slightly. His tongue didn’t swipe for your lip hungrily; his teeth didn’t tug at your bottom lip; nor did his hands move from where they held your face. Your body felt like it was on fire- a primal, lonely part of your brain urging him to lead, to do something. But he pulled away after the ‘virginal’ kiss, breathing heavily, as if it pained him to pull away- to hold himself back.

You stared up at him dumbly, eyes glittering in the autumn sun as you both stared at each other in something of shock and awe. Why did it feel like your heart was caving in when he kissed you? Why did it feel like the stars had aligned when he pressed his lips against yours so gently- so out of character for him?

“What was that?” You muttered, still shell-shocked, while he turned away, almost as if he was unwell. He shook his head- ignoring your question.

“Eris?” You urged, pulling on his arm impatiently before he turned back to face you, his voice a low murmur.

“[Y/N]... I want you to meet my father.”

╰┈➤ Lex's note 2: OH GOD. okay. OKAY, I DID IT. i did it! it's done! i have posted a chapter again!! (hopefully) i can get back to my usual posting schedule!! i have 3 more exams: 12/06, 13/06 & 15/06 so i will be a lil preoccupied for at least ten days <3 again, TYSM FOR READING IF YOU MADE IT THIS FAR!! <3 <3 also!! the two Loki requests are also currently being drafted as we speak!! thanks for waiting so long everyone!!

[immeasurablesaladagere]

may i get sum lil chase headcanons pretty pls :3

YES I've been waiting for this request!

“Wilson, where do babies come from?” (Genuinely forgot and just wants to know, House and/or Foreman told him to ask)

Politely reminds people who swear around him that “That’s a bad word.” And manages to sound like a condescending parent even in his little high-pitched voice.

His voice gets really soft and high when he regresses.

Very polite little sweetheart. Draws pictures for people, says his pleases and thank you’s, makes a point of saying goodnight to people, etc.

Really hates alcohol being around him while he’s regressed. He usually just gets quiet if he sees it but god forbid someone is actively drinking or heavily intoxicated, he shuts right down or cries and it's hard to settle him.

Has more inhibitions about crying in front of others and in general if he’s on the upper end of his age range (6-8), but on the younger end cries pretty easily.

Scarily good at hiding, not good if he’s doing it because he’s upset and very very not good if he’s regressed and upset in the hospital.

Bit House one (1) time.

Doesn’t like reading anything that isn’t a simple children’s book even if they’re technically below his reading level for his regressed age. He likes things to be simple and straightforward when he's little.

Likes drawing with sidewalk chalk and colouring in general. His favourite drawing utensil are those thick Crayola markers that bleed through the paper.

Avoids being an inconvenience at all costs to the point that he keeps quiet about what he wants  or needs to his own detriment. He needs his caregiver to remember to feed him or water him like a plant because if they don’t he won’t say anything.

That being said, he will throw tantrums/have meltdowns if his needs go unmet for long periods of time. When he’s really upset he does that yell-wailing thing. He’s intense but then calms down pretty quickly and is just exhausted.

Gets very fussy if he’s tired. If he’s feeling younger than 5 he needs his nap time! This is a warning, not advice.

Reads children’s bibles and watches a lot of Veggie Tales and The Wiggles

Looney-Toon enjoyer.

Semi-verbal in baby/toddlerspace. He'll say one or two words and otherwise just make little noises.

Favourite snack is cheese and crackers with a bit of fruit, usually grapes (he likes to eat all three at the same time in little sandwiches).

Regresses to cope with stress, reclaim his childhood, and even to have fun sometimes. It's mostly voluntary, but he does have a few triggers like aggressive drunks or something that reminds him too much of his childhood, positive or negative, like a nostalgic toy for example.

If his regression is triggered he has a hard time getting back out of it, but otherwise his hold on his littlespace is frustratingly weak. He has a hard time staying small when he's trying to be, and House, Wilson, and Cameron help keep him in it by helping him with things and actively mentioning how little he is.

"Ah ah, you're too small to put the cookies in the oven. Why don't you help put the milk away instead? Two hands, okay?'

When he's little he has this doe-eyed innocent look to him, and anyone who knows him can see it immediately.

Very naturally curious about the world, nature specifically. Likes looking at and keeping bugs in jars, collecting leaves and rocks that are cool, etc.

Gives his caregivers bouquets of dandelions. Cameron was so flattered when she got one that she bought fertilizer to keep the flowers alive in a glass of water as long as possible.

[yinyuedijun]

sandwiching all that between “almost deleted my account yesterday/thank you for saving my account” is craaazzyyyy 😭😭😭😭 almost gave me a heart attack oh god the way you said it all so casually made me laugh so loudly though plsss i too would lay his eggs if given the chance, we’ll raise a whole country together ✊💀

i know you probably meant that (deleting) as a joke but just in case you ever consider it at some point in the future pls if you delete i won’t be able to look back at all the wonderful times we had together </3 and looking back at the things said by you, your anons, and your moots, that made me laugh, scream and go feral

I LOVE YOUU!! AND YOUR BRAIN IS SO GORGEOUS <333 THANK U FOR SHARING WITH US 🙏 (oh also recently u said u used to be itoshisoup (one of my most fav blogs on here) it was so mind blowing like.. i’m going to be in love with you (platonically) in every universe !! we were meant to beeee 🐝)

so like pls stay forever and let us hold hands and think about fictional character together while we giggle together <3

raising a whole country together HAHDGLDHSKS you would rule over the vidyadhara preceptors with your dragon hatchlings 😌

and LMFOALFJSLSJ sorry for the scare I gave you and I think a few other people yesterday. you guys don't need to worry though lol I just get into Moods every so often about how negative the environment can be on here. ultimately though I think I'd have a really hard time deleting simply because I value all the memories associated with this clown blog (& my old clown blog) too much hahaha. for instance, I feel like that oviposition ask needs to stay on the internet for time immemorial...

thank you for sending such kind words, and for goofing off with me here (& on the soup!) 🥺💞💞

[numberoneyakurofan]

stargazing *:･ﾟ✧

tags: kuroo/yaku, fluff, probably ooc since i havent seen haikyuu in years

Kuroo and Yaku only had a few days left before march break was over, they hadn’t really done much it had been rather rainy and cold so they mostly stayed inside until Kuroo randomly decided they needed to change that immediately and that’s how they ended up hiking for two and a half hours to go stargazing

It was corny really, one of those things you only see in romance novels and disney channel originals but Yaku was weirdly excited anyways.

They finally got to the top of the hill they picked just as the sun was setting they got out a lantern and the sandwiches they packed for dinner and talked for awhile about whatever came to mind until it got dark 

The two laid down, turned off the lanturn, and-

“Woah..” Yaku said under his breath, the sky was jaw-droppingly gorgeous, it was somehow black and blue and purple and pink all fading into eachother with little stars everywhere there wasn't even any clouds or light pollution disrupting the view it was just.. perfect

Yaku spared a glance at Kuroo and he looked about as mesmerized as Yaku felt, he smiled fondly, Kuroo looked adorable when he was excited by something his eyes seemed to sparkle as much as the stars in front of them.

“Hey, Hey look!” Yaku was startled out of his thoughts by his boyfriend yelling and pointing at something frantically, Yaku’s eyes followed where Kuroo was pointing and saw a small reddish-orange spot in the sea of stars

“I think that’s mars! And over there’s aquarius..” Yaku hummed in acknowledgement as his boyfriend rambled about different constellations, he had never been very interested in space but he loved hearing Kuroo talk about it, it never failed to make Yaku smile.

“-and did you know the word “constellation” comes from a Latin term meaning ‘set with stars.’” Kuroo asked looking at Yaku and smiling 

Yaku shook his head, a goofy grin plastered on his face. Kuroo leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his lips before pulling away. Yaku's heart fluttered and he blushed slightly, his heartstrings tugged as Kuroo chuckled.

“You see any cool constellations?” Kuroo questioned turning his focus back to the sky, Yaku stared at the clusters of stars for a few minutes trying to find shapes before pointing at one

“that one kind of looks like a turtle?” he offered. it didnt really but he obviously wasnt very good with finding things in millions of stars.

Kuroo looked to where he was pointing “that one? Nah thats obviously a dick”

Yaku looked at it again and immediately started dying he was laughing so hard he feared he might actually suffocate

Kuroo stared at him for a few seconds before bursting out laughing as well. for a good five minutes they were just lying in the grass rolling around and literally crying from laughter 

It was a great night.

(end)

ps. this is my first fanfic ever pls don't judge me too harshly lol

pps. fuck what I said earlier totally finished it posting streak is still going

[minminyoonjii]

Stray Love Haven Day 2 : [Bang Chan/Seo Changbin/Yang Jeongin]

🔗https://archiveofourown.org/works/42120486

💗Series Masterlist

🌹CW:

Daddy Mommy|Fuck Machine|Rimming|Praise Degrading Kink|Oral Fixation|Blowjob|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.8K

"Hyung? Anybody home?" Jeongin shouted, locking the front door behind him. "Innie-ah, in the kitchen," Changbin said, shaking his protein mix. Jeongin sighed, wrapping his arms around Changbin's torso "Hyung," he whimpered, burying his face between Changbin's pecs. Changbin stumbled, wrapping his arms around Jeongin's waist, keeping them steady "What's wrong baby?" he asked, kissing Jeongin's forehead. Jeongin whined, nuzzling his face deeper into Changbin's chest.

Chan walked in, chuckling "Rough day, bun?" he asked, running his hand up Jeongin's back. Changbin sighed, "Look up and answer baby," he said, tilting Jeongin's chin. Jeongin whimpered, staring at Chan with tear-brimmed eyes. Chan cooed, "Don't cry bunny," he said, pulling Jeongin against his chest. Jeongin didn't let go of Changbin, letting them sandwich him in the middle. Changbin chuckled, "Should we help our little bunny, daddy?" he smirked, pressing his thigh between Jeongin's legs.

Jeongin whined, rutting his hips on Changbin's firm thigh. Chan tsked, "Did mommy give you permission, bun?" he asked, spanking Jeongin's plump ass with his palm. Jeongin whimpered, burying his face into Changbin's neck. Changbin cooed, "Daddy's being a meanie isn't he, bunny?" he asked, pressing his knee against Jeongin's leaking hard-on. Jeongin sniffled, nodding against Changbin's neck. Chan chuckled, tugging Jeongin's hair in a firm grip "My pretty bun likes it when I degrade him,doesn't he?" he growled, nipping Jeongin's ear.

Jeongin quivered, pressing his thighs together "Like it lots daddy," he whispered, looking up at Chan. Chan smirked, raising an eyebrow "See, even the bunny said it himself," he said, staring at Changbin. Changbin scoffed, rolling his eyes "You're being too harsh," he said, stroking Jeongin's cheek. Chan shrugged, smirking "Whatever you say, mommy," he teased, gripping Jeongin's waist, drawing a loud whimper from the submissive boy.

Changbin glared at Chan, tracing his finger down Jeongin's neck "Can mommy kiss you, bun?" he asked, licking his lips. Jeongin whined, nodding his head "Please mommy, kiss meplease," he begged, kneading Changbin's pecs. Changbin cooed, leaning forwards to connect his lips with Jeongin's. Jeongin sighed into the kiss, parting his lips obediently for his dom. Changbin noticed, smirking at Jeongin's whiny moans. He took the opportunity to intertwine their tongues, sucking on Jeongin's.

Jeongin whimpered, face flushed red. Chan cooed, moving Jeongin's hips firmly in his grip "Grind your hips on mommy's thigh bunny," he whispered, blowing into Jeongin's ear, sending a shiver down his spine. Jeongin whined, forced to grind his hips at a teasingly slow pace. Chan smirked, placing soft kisses down Jeongin's neck "Is not this enough bun? Pathetic little bun needs more doesn't he?" he teased, nipping Jeongin's sweet spot.

Changbin pulled away from the kiss, biting Jeongin's bottom lip "Tell us what you want bunny," he whispered, staring into Jeongin's eyes. Jeongin whimpered from Changbin's heavy gaze "Bu-bunny wants the fuck machinepl-please mommy," he begged, pouting with need. Chan chuckled, marking Jeongin's pale skin "Bunny wants to be bred by a silicon knot, isn't that right?" Chan asked, moving Jeongin's hips at a faster pace.

Jeongin trembled, nodding in desperate need "Please daddy, pl-please let bunny get knotted," he whimpered, biting his own lip. Chan chuckled, pulling Jeongin off Changbin's thigh. Jeongin cried tears split down his red-tinted cheeks "Daddy," he shouted, losing the friction from Changbin's thigh. Chan cooed, carrying Jeongin in his arms "We can't have you cumming so fast, bunny. Can you be good for us baby?" he asked, placing loving kissing on Jeongin's tear-stained cheeks.

Jeongin nodded, nuzzling his cheek into Chan's chest "Bunny be good for daddy and mommy," he whispered, shaking in Chan's hold. Chan smiled, laying Jeongin on their bed "Strip bunny, mommy is preparing your toy. Put on a show for him, baby," he said staring down at Jeongin's shivering figure. Jeongin stripped off his clothes, getting on all fours for his doms to admire his body. Changbin gulped, running his hands on Jeongin's thick ass "Isn't he pretty, daddy?" he asked, spanking Jeongin's cheek.

Chan nodded, watching Jeongin's ass tint pink "The prettiest," he said, handing Changbin a bottle of flavoured lube. Changbin shook his head, "Should I ask for permission to rim our baby, daddy?" he teased, biting Jeongin's inner thigh. Chan scoffed, smiling at Changbin "You can do whatever you want mommy," he said, giving Changbin a firm kiss. Changbin smiled into the kiss, nipping Chan's bottom lip. Chan groaned into the kiss, pulling away "I wouldn't hesitate to pull you over my lap Bin-ah," he warned, licking Changbin's lip.

Changbin shuddered, chuckling at Chan's warning "I might just look forward to that daddy but for now, spread your thighs, bunny," he said, gripping Jeongin's thighs. Jeongin whimpered, spreading his thighs "Needmo-mommy," he begged, swaying his hips. Changbin cooed, spreading Jeongin's ass cheeks. He stuck his tongue out, tracing Jeongin's rim. Jeongin squirmed, pushing his hips back. Changbin chuckled, thrusting his tongue into Jeongin's hole.

Jeongin gripped the sheets below him, cock dripping precum "Mommy," he whimpered, thighs flexing into Changbin's grip. Changbin smirked, groaning against Jeongin's hole, sending vibrations through his body. Jeongin mewled, grinding his hips on Changbin's mouth. Chan held Jeongin's jaw in his hand, "You're so messy, bunny," he said, slapping Jeongin's cheek. Jeongin moaned, staring up at Chan with drool dripping down his chin.

Chan cooed, "Open that pretty mouth of yours, bun," he said, smirking at Jeongin's obedience. High-pitched moans continued to spill through Jeongin's lips, his body quivering from Changbin's sinful tongue. Chan sighed, watching Jeongin envelop his fingers down his throat. Jeongin hummed around Chan's fingers, bobbing his head, tongue swirling dutifully. Chan groaned, thrusting his fingers, "Our slutty bun," he growled, staring at Jeongin's swollen lips wrap around his fingers tightly. "Perfect little mouth was made for this," he praised, awakening a loud whine from Jeongin.

Changbin pulled away, panting with spit coating his face "Daddy, flip him on his back," he rasped out, uncapping the bottle of lube. Chan grunted, manhandling Jeongin easily on his back "Lift your legs, bunny," he said, placing a pillow under Jeongin's back. Changbin cooed, quickly slipping two fingers into Jeongin's ribbed walls "So good for us, bun," he praised, thrusting his fingers. Jeongin trembled, focusing on Chan's fingers pressing down his throat.

Chan chuckled, "So submissive and obedient," he added, smirking as Jeongin's eyes shut tight. Changbin pulled out his fingers causing Jeongin to buck his hips. His throbbing cock was neglected against his abdomen. Spurts of precum, pooling on his skin. Changbin aligned the knotted dildo with Jeongin's puffy rim "Ready, bun? We're not going to start slow," he warned, pouring lube onto the toy. Jeongin nodded desperately, "Wa-want it," he stuttered, staring at his doms with half-lidded eyes.

Changbin nodded, pressing the dildo into Jeongin's sopping hole, lube and spit making a loud squelching noise. Jeongin cried at the sheer girth of the dildo, spreading his hole with each inch. Chan cooed, pushing Jeongin's hair away from his face "Taking it so well little one," he growled, holding Jeongin's torso in place. Tears split down his cheeks as the fuck machine stirred awake, thrusting into Jeongin with vigour. Loud whimpers and moans echoed throughout the room, "Da-daddy," he babbled, holding tightly onto Chan's arm.

Chan shushed him, turning the pace faster "You can take it bunny," he whispered, kissing Jeongin's forehead. Jeongin nodded, trusting his daddy to make sure he was safe. The dildo fucked into him precisely, abusing his swollen prostate. His aching cock, bounced against his abdomen from the force of the dildo thrusting into his gaping hole. Changbin took a polaroid picture of their baby, absolutely lost in the clouds of sin.

"Pl-please," Jeongin babbled, repeatedly. Chan smirked, giving Changbin a knowing look "Mommy, our baby bun is about to cum," he said, twisting Jeongin's nipples between his fingers. Jeongin screamed, overwhelmed with arousal "Please," he begged, tears and drool dripping down his face. Changbin wrapped his hand around Jeongin's neglected cock while Chan pressed the trigger, pushing the knotted dildo into Jeongin's ruined rim.

Jeongin screamed, gripping Chan's arm. Cum squirted out, some hitting Jeongin's chin. Ropes of white coated Jeongin's torso as the dildo continued to fuck his orgasm out of him. Changbin turned the toy off, thrusting the dildo to the hilt. Jeongin shivered from overstimulation, mewling weakly against Chan's chest. Changbin pressed the dildo into Jeongin's gaping hole, using the knot as a plug.

Jeongin sighed deeply, catching his breath "Did so good for us, precious," Chan whispered, kissing Jeongin's swollen lips. Jeongin melted into the kiss, smiling at his dom happily. Changbin chuckled at Jeongin's expression "Alright cutie, let's get you cleaned up before you sleep," he said, booping Jeongin's nose. Jeongin tilted his head "But daddy and mommy didn't cum yet," he whispered, staring at the duo with a worried expression. Chan chuckled, "Don't worry about us, sweetheart. All that matters is that you're taken care of," he reassured.

Jeongin huffed his cheeks "But bunny want daddy and mommy to cum," he pouted, jutting his bottom lip. Chan growled, kissing down Jeongin's neck "The baby asked for it, mommy. We should give him what he wants," he said, licking Jeongin's lips. Changbin fisted his cock, "Open your mouth, bun," he said, thrusting the head of his cock into Jeongin's mouth. Jeongin wrapped his swollen lips tightly, sucking Changbin's cock like it was the sweetest treat he could've gotten. Changbin groaned, bucking his hips between Jeongin's lips.

"Mommy'sfuckgonna cum, bunny," he groaned, tilting his head back as Jeongin sucked his cock with need. Changbin shut his eyes tight, thighs trembling. Cum filled Jeongin's cheeks, puffing them up. Changbin pulled out his cock, hissing before sighing heavily. Jeongin stuck his tongue showing Changbin his fluids and swallowing them. Changbin grunted, clenching his jaw "Fuck bunny," he cursed, kissing Jeongin's cheek.

Jeongin giggled, staring up at Chan "Daddy, can bunny suck you off too please?" he asked, pawing Chan's flexing thighs. Chan chuckled, resting his back against the bed frame, manspreading his thighs "Since you asked so nicely, bun," he said, holding his girthy cock in his palm. Jeongin gulped, nodding needily as he wrapped his lips around Chan's cock head, sucking the gland thoroughly. Chan groaned, staring at Jeongin with half-lidded eyes.

Jeongin kitten-licked Chan's slit, dipping his tongue between it. Chan's thighs trembled, hands pressed to his sides, gripping the sheets. Jeongin smiled before deep throating Chan's length, crawling a deep growl from Chan's throat "Fuck baby," he grunted, feeling his cock get surrounded by warmth "Daddy's not going to last long,little one," he growled, fucking his hips into Jeongin's mouth. Jeongin hallowed his cheeks, moaning around Chan's cock.

Chan groaned, hips stuttering as cum split down Jeongin's throat. Jeongin held his head still, sucking every last drop. Chan chuckled lowly at sight "Our precious cock slut," he degraded, pulling his cock out of Jeongin's warm mouth. "Are you satisfied now, bun?" Changbin asked, running his fingers through Jeongin's hair.

Jeongin giggled, smiling brightly "Very," he said.

[pineappleciders]

HEY DUDE ‼️‼️ can i pls request. Uhh sunny, hero and basil witha reader in recovery for atypical anorexia? Ik thats kinda vague but like, just them being supportive and trying to help is fine. ik u got a request like this before but hopefully they arent too similar? ANYWAYS yeah thank you 😁😁

SUNNY, HERO, and BASIL with a reader who is in atypical anorexia recovery

A/N: hii! don't worry about it, i've never gotten to write about recovery so this is cool for me!!! also i'm really sorry if anything in this is triggering or insensitive!!

TRIGGER WARNING: eating disorders, anorexia

☆ ☆ ☆

SUNNY

sunny isn't the definition of a healthy lifestyle,,, to say the least. so he probably isn't amazing at being a good role model and stuff like that

but he's great at being there for you emotionally. he may not understand everything about your ED but he listens very closely and he's very open to talking about private or personal matters!

if he notices you're having a hard time at the dinner table or while eating, he might look at you and just. blink. like he doesn't say anything but he's non-verbally checking on you

and he might come up to you after eating and stare at you to see if there's anything you wanna talk about,,, he gives your hand a squeeze under the table to encourage you

whenever you just need a break or are feeling faint, he's all for just lounging on the couch and playing games or sleeping. he is never one to judge if you're feeling tired or lazy

again, he isn't amazing at helping you physically with your recovery, but he's glad to stick with you!!!! he wishes he could help a little more though, but honestly his company is more than enough : )

HERO

hero is great at reminding you to do things to take care of yourself. like he'll always text you like 'Hey, did you eat yet?' and if you don't respond he comes to your house and immediately starts making pancakes

and he's all like "oh hey Y/N yeah i let myself in i figured you'd like me to make you some breakfast!!! :D"

he also reminds you to drink water and brush your teeth!!!! it can get a little annoying sometimes but he really wants to be sure that you're taking care

100% makes you meals if you can't or aren't feeling like it. he'll make you sandwiches, lasagna, literally anything. you're kinda disappointed that he gave up being a chef because he's REALLY good at it

he understands if you don't finish everything he makes,,, he knows it's hard so he doesn't force it and puts it in the fridge for later, always asking if you want him to heat it up or want the rest

he'll sit down and be very serious and listen intently if you need to talk about something. and he just genuinely tries to give you honest advice and lets you know he cares and wants to see you as the best person you can be

BASIL

he tries to research a lot about recovery and EDs to try to help you, like he always searches up how to help someone in recovery and tries to memorize it

basil is always very nice. like he never points anything out that may be rude, so you never have to worry about like. getting insecure or anxious that he may be judging you. he genuinely doesn't care what other people do and supports you in everything

he feels really bad that you have to go through everything on your own, so he generally tries to help you with things, especially if it puts strain on your body or you're feeling weak. he's very happy to help!!

amazing at listening, and appreciates it deeply when you open up to him about stuff. he knows it can be hard more than anyone

tries to get you into hobbies to take your mind off of bad thoughts, like gardening and drawing. anytime you come over he takes you to the garden to water and weed the plants while chatting about your day

gives you drawings and notes, even in class!! they read little encouraging quotes or just compliments in hopes of making your day a little better :)

he knows he can't help you in every way, but he's very open with you and tries his best to be there and be the best friend he can be!!!

[vessmar]

which subtle way of saying "i love you" are you?

" here, have a sandwich " you like to take care of people. probably because you don't take very good care of yourself, and you know how hard life can be when you don't have someone occasionally looking over your shoulder, offering you food when you forget to eat, telling you to rest when you've overlooked how tired you really are. you want to be that person for other people. you are that person for other people, and you're good at it too -- but remember to think of yourself as well when you're making someone else a sandwich. please, keep being you. the world would look a lot better if there were more people like you in it.

tagged by: @ofinflorescence (ty riley i'm a wreck now) tagging: y'all pls do this and tag my ass to see it

[thehollowwriter]

Summary: A self-indulgent fic in which Quinn struggles with what is probably not sensory issues

Warnings: None, also please don't take offence to this (I've been told people do) this is purely my personal experiences and expressing my thoughts

(Pls reblog and leave a comment ❤)

Overload

Sensory issues. Problems related to processing information from the senses. That's how Google defines it.

Quinn, quite frankly, did not have sensory issues.

A number of her friends did, though. It affected them in different ways at different intervals, but Quinn was perfectly... fine.

Yes. Fine. She did not have sensory issues. Even though a tiny part of her dared suggest she did, that was just the over the top attention seeking side of her reading into things too much.

Sitting in the school pavilion, Quinn took a bite of the sandwich a friend had let her have, since they weren't hungry. Rarely not hungry, Quinn was happy to accept, though now she regretted it when the taste and texture of lettuce invaded her tongue.

She had to try hard not to spit it out, biting her lip as the dreadful leafy texture made her want to throw up.

She forced herself to swallow and quietly packed the rest of the sandwich away, trying not to gag.

A loud holler from all directions made Quinn wince and cover her ears, glancing at the crowd around her cheering on the athletics matches. Cheering, shouting, singing, it all mixed together in an endless cacophony of noise.

Her ears felt like they were bring stabbed. Her head throbbed with each beat of her own heart. Maybe she was getting sick again.

Quinn felt hot and uncomfortable. The gathering of warm bodies all squashed together to fit on the stands made her feel like she couldn't breathe. The stench or sweat and perfume and cologne made her wrinkle her nose and bite back another gag.

God, when would this end?

Quinn quickly fished her phone out of her pocket, wincing when her hand brushed against the fabric of her jeans.

The sensation was so awful it made her want to rip her own fingers off. She frantically slid her hand across the smooth surface of her phone, trying desperately to get her teeth and fingers to stop itching at the very thought of denim.

She took a breath, then checked the time. 2:30pm. Another two and half hours to go.

Quinn's skull felt like it was going to burst and her breathing felt further stifled. She glanced at a nearby teacher.

"Stop it." Said inner thoughts Quinn. "You're fine. You don't have any problem, you're just trying to get out of cheering."

"But I feel like I'm going to faint."

"No you don't. You're just looking for excuses. You aren't even cheering right now. You can attend parties just fine."

"The parties are small and not this loud. Cheering hurts my ears."

"Keep telling yourself that. You just want to get special treatment."

Inner thoughts Quinn was a bitch.

The volume suddenly spiked drastically and Quinn felt tears prick at her eyes, feeling like her eardrums were were stabbed.

"You're already sick every other week. They're going to think you're making up nonsense again."

Quinn's breathing quickened and she fixed her gaze on the teacher currently walking away. Inner thoughts Quinn was silenced as she scrambled to get up and run after the retreating figure.

"Sir," she gasped out. "May I please sit inside? I feel like I can't breathe."

Quinn was lucky enough to be allowed to sit inside an empty classroom away from the chaos. It was probably only because she was a well behaved student.

"Don't be so egotistical." Inner thoughts Quinn scolded. "What a self-absorbed thing to say."

Inner thoughts Quinn was silenced when the absense of the crowd finally allowed regular Quinn to relax. She closed her eyes and rested her head against the desk she was seated at, sighing in relief.

The quiet was a blessing, the loud crowd to distant and muffled to hurt her now. The coolness of the room and the dimness of the lights made it all the better.

Just like every other time, Quinn was relieved she asked to sit here. But lying there boneless, she knew that just like every other time, she would still fight with herself when this happened again.

It was no surprise, really. After all, she could think what she wanted, but she did not really have a problem.

......................................

A/N: Thank you for reading my first Quinn fic! It isn't even twst really... Do I have sensory issues? I don't know, I just felt an intense need to write this, and it's barely that related sorry fkfkfk

Tagging: @distant-velleity @jaylleoo14 @krenenbaker @officialdaydreamer00

[what-if-nct]

*rolls around and flails* I have to write Christmas cards for ppl at work. Like, I want to do it but at the same time it's a lot of work. How is ur holiday shopping? I hope u have been able to feel a little festive. I know ppl say they don't celebrate because it's a consumerist holiday but I also think the winter is harsh and cold. It would do well to be kind to each other and try to bring some joy into our lives. Warm hugs to everyone & I care. I care so much for everyone pls be safe 💗

Oh it is a lot of work but it's such a cute gesture. I really only write my friends cards for their birthdays. Cause I can't choose simple cards. I always get the 12 dollar ones at Target with a bunch of moving parts and glitter. But Christmas cards are so cute. And I've already gotten all of my friends their gifts. One of my friends already has hers and I got my sister just a bunch of her favorite snacks. She loves snacks And I'm waiting to see my best friend I had to check in and see what she already had cause she has a worse shopping addition than me and has all of the Sanrio things. But it's safe to say she doesn't have either things. It kinda matches the gift I gave her on my birthday. I was shopping for myself but I had to get it for her when I saw it. It was a hello kitty lunch box and cinnamoroll spoon. So she'll have the cutest lunches at her hospital. I love this time of the year. I think the world needs the beauty and joy of Christmas and this year my uncle is getting a sandwich platter for Christmas. when my grandma always did it but only for new years. I'm happy cause I'm having a hard time eating big meals. Well big for me I can't eat rice or pasta right not. I really can't eat more than a sandwich or sometimes can only eat sugar free vanilla pudding and it has to be that specific kind. So I'm happy I still get to eat with the family even though big meals are kinda hard right now. I almost cried while eating last night cause I accidentally made too much and didn't realize till I started to get full. But I forced myself to finish. Also! I got my friends gift I tried to wait but I opened it and its the second doll she got me this year and I can't believe it. I love both dolls and her so much. She's literally so sweet and amazing and wonderful. I'm so happy she's my friend. But look!

Isn't she pretty! She has the outfit from toxic by Britney Spears but I like this one more cause she looks like a New Jersey mom.

[softboydrew]

sneak away and love me

warning: this piece has smut- oral sex

- long awaited first smut piece. pls don't bite my head off LMAO

Drew was in a predicament, a big one in fact.

You might wonder why, and it’s because of his girlfriend, who looks like molten sex appeal in a soft sugar cone while sitting on their shared towel with water droplets all over her newly tanned skin.

He watches her from afar as she innocently reads her newest beach read. He can’t help but smile at her, of course she’d try and get out of the water earlier than everyone else.

Which brings us back to why Drew mentally curses himself.

A weekend getaway with friends is always a good idea, but not when you want alone time with your girlfriend, and Drew hasn’t gotten any alone time with y/n since they arrived.

Granted, there hasn’t been time in between long beach days- to hourly dinners that lead to way too much overpriced wine, causing everyone including the couple to fall face first into their pillows.

“Who wants to go to the Airbnb and grab lunch?�� Y/n says, snapping drew out of his sulky mood.

“I’m gonna stay” Maddie shouts back.

"Were good!" Rudy chimes in before turning around to splash the rest of your friends.

Drew looks around at their friends who shrug their shoulders, all of them still enjoying the refreshing water that helps them escape the heat.

Drew doesn’t even say anything while he feels himself splashing towards y/n, she’s sliding on her cotton shorts and smiling at him as she grabs her phone.

“You sure you don’t wanna miss water tag?” She says pointing towards her friends making him to crinkle his nose.

Y/n laughs, shaking her head at him before he grabs her small hand in his while they begin making their way back to the bungalow.

"I'd rather do something else" he says, licking his salty lips.

"I know, I'm starving!" she says, not catching the drift of his underlying comment. His lips tremble into a smirk at her innocence.

"Mhm" he hums.

-

"This sandwich has been calling my name all afternoon." Y/n chuckles as she reaches into the fridge to retrieve the sandwich in question. She garbs the bag of jalapeño chips from the cabinet and brings the food to the island counter, where her boyfriend sits, his fingers tapping impatiently against the marble.

"I bet." Drew says uninterested- sticking his tongue against his cheek as he watches her pop a chip into her mouth.

Y/n gives Drew a questionable look as she takes a bite out of her sandwich before looking around the large kitchen and back over at him. "Are you not going to eat?" she questions. "You didn't have to come here just for me, babe." she says, covering her mouth after swallowing her food.

"Oh I will, I'm just not in the mood for that." Drew says, making his way around the counter to stand next to his girlfriend who of course, has no idea what he's talking about.

"Okay, then get something else." she deadpanned. "I think we still have that potato salad in the fridge if you want."

Drew hums as he moves his body closer to hers and runs his finger tips against the back of her arm, causing a shiver up her spine as she reaches for the glass of water in front of her. "I don't want that either." he says quietly, making his way towards her damp hair, sliding it over her other shoulder.

Y/n's eyes widen once she realizes what her boyfriends intentions are and she can't help but scoff as she feels his lips fan against the back of her exposed neck. Drew kisses her shoulder while wrapping his arms around her hips, allowing his body to press against her in all the right places. He traces his lips up against her soft skin and y/n giggles, feeling his hot breath tickle against her neck as she leans back and feels his hardness from the instant contact of her lower back.

"What do you want then?" she asks, turning around in his hold, disregarding her half eaten sandwich.

"You're finally catching on?" he teases while gripping her hips between his large palms.

Y/n scowls at him making him chuckle and bite his lip as he watches her run her small hands up and down his torso. "Well, why didn't you just say so?"

Drew lets out a long huff and dips his head down towards her face level and presses his nose against hers, rutting his hips against hers in the process, causing y/n to let out a sharp breath. "Too many distractions." he groans before pressing his lips against hers forcefully.

Y/n's hands travel up towards his hair and griped onto the strands, earning a moan to escape her boyfriends lips. The way her body arched under his made him swell even more than he thought possible. The way her soft hands dug into his hair as they both explored each other's mouths with wonder like they haven't took in one another in a decade made the fire ignite in bottom of y/n's stomach, earning a whimper to escape from her now, red swollen lips.

Y/n's head fell back as Drew pushed her harder against the marble counter, his large hands gripping her hips in a addictive fashion. The thin fabric of her cotton shorts would be no match for the bruises she'd probably see tomorrow, but she didn't mind, she craved it as she felt him use his lips as a paint brush against the canvas of exposed skin. The sponges of kisses against her chest began to travel down, down, down her body and she sucked in a breath as she looked down to see her boyfriend drop to his knees, his face being level to her core.

"Not here." she croaked out, her hand flying to her chest in surprise as Drew smiled at how he's already got her mesmerized by his actions.

"C'mon, pretty girl."

Drew stands to his feet and chuckled as y/n immediately jumped into his arms eagerly. Wrapping her legs around him, causing him to let out a sharp inhale at the contact of her heat against his member. She swallows his sounds against her lips while he carefully maps out the way to the bedroom they shared. To their advantage, the bedroom was straight down the hall from the kitchen and with enough ease Drew managed to get the both of them behind the bedroom door without any hiccups. With smug satisfaction at the way y/n attacked his face and neck with sloppy kisses and teasing touches Drew let his girlfriend down onto her own feet and stood back to take in her presence.

"Thank God for no stairs." He says causing them to let laughter fill the bedroom as he gripped her shorts by his pointer finger, pulling her closer to him in the process.

"I can't believe you didn't trip or slam me into something." Y/n giggles making them both snort in remembrance of previous mishaps.

"Shut up!" Drew giggles as y/n watches him slide down her shorts, painfully slow causing her to press her lips together as they finally pool down at her feet.

She locks eyes with him as he backs her up towards the bed, a haunting smirk forming on his lips as he quickly pushed her onto the bed, a soft giggle falling from y/n as he crawls over her while she awkwardly shuffles towards the pillows. Blushes and bashfulness bubbling between them as Drew watched y/n's head fall back against the fluffy pillows.

"Come here" y/n pleads, clutching onto the back of his neck, forcing his lips onto hers greedily. Drew's body fits perfectly against y/n's and they both moan at the contact of his tongue finally meeting hers again causing Drew's hips to twist into hers, whimpers drown between the two of them. "P-please." she whines, her neck arching at the feeling of him pulse against the bottoms of her bikini.

Y/n's back arched painfully as Drew repeated his movements, the both of the gasping out as y/n gripped at his shoulders. "Please what?" he taunted as he roamed the palm of his hand against her chest, pinching her nipple earning a cry from y/n.

"Y-you know wh-what." she stuttered with her eyes snapped shut and her bottom lip between her teeth as she felt his hands drag down towards her bottoms. "Don't tease me." she snapped, feeling his ego pool around them.

Drew laughed as she opened her eyes and dug her nails into his shoulder blades, the sting making excitement jolt through his body before he decided to pull down her bottoms, throwing them across the room knowing that she'd have his head later for not being able to find them.

"I won't tease you." he finally said. "Not until you tell me what you want." he said darkly causing y/n to instinctively try and snap her legs shut at the raspiness of his voice causing his eyes to darken. "Speak." he ordered making y/n's legs give out from under her, her heat pulsing at each demanding word he spoke.

"I-" she sighed as her cheeks flushed under his hard gaze, "I- I want your mouth..." she let out an embarrassed chuckle.

Drew pressed his lips together noticing her lack of confidence, his hand traveling up her body and gripped her chin in his large hand, forcing her to look up at him. A smile in return made y/n's nerves quickly fade as she looked at her boyfriend who did nothing but adore her especially at her most vulnerable. "Where do you want my mouth?" he questioned lightly making y/n bite her lip and arch her hips against his. "Use your words baby." he said in amusement.

"I want your lips here." she whispered, gripping his hand a bringing it down towards her sex, Drew's mouth went agape as he watched her eyes roll back at the slight friction of his knuckles against her naked self. "I'm asking nicely." she said with excited eyes.

Without a word Drew pushed off of his elbows and crawled down against her, giggles filling the room once again as y/n watched him grip her curvy hips and trace his hands against her thighs and spread them open for him.

"Open for me pretty girl." His breath fanned against her bundle making her shiver and lay her hands on he head as she watched his eyes take in her state. Before she could even take another breath, Drew's lips hungrily found where she needed him most and her fingers dug into his hair painfully tight causing him to moan against her body.

The feeling of him vibrating against her caused y/n to let out a cry, her head falling to the side as her back arched against his lips while he explored her with gentle strokes of his tongue, her mind slipping away into pure bliss.

"Does that feel nice baby girl?" he groaned against her with flushed cheeks, his hunger finally being met as he tased her arousal.

"Yesyes!" y/n moaned not being able to breath in a pause as she felt his lips capture her bundle of nerves in ways that were villainous. "Don't stop, please let me-" she didn't even have the luxury of finishing her sentence as drew shoved her hips down back onto the mattress, hungrily finishing off what he had been craving all weekend long. The bedroom was now filled with moans that would make passerby's gawk and stop in surprise. Y/n didn't care, nor have the capacity to stop herself from the explosion of bliss she felt, her legs shaking as she felt her boyfriends palm rest against her mouth and encourage her to scream into his hand as he moved his other set of fingers into her entrance to allow, one, two, three fingers explore her in ways nobody ever could.

"Go ahead, I got you. I got you." he encouraged with words that dripped liked honey causing y/n's fire to burst, her back arching as her hand quickly moved to grip the duvet, her eyes snapping shut as waves thrashed around her, Drew's hand moving from her mouth to let her come undone as he gripped onto her hip and support her movements against his mouth, her noises dying into whimpers as she crashed against the mattress. "There you go, I told you I got you." he mused.

Pulling away from her center, y/n gulped at the loss of contact, her sleepy eyes opening to reveal her boyfriend crawling beside her now, his hand caressing her body as she smiled weakly at him. Drew's eyes filled will concern as she placed her hand against his bicep and nodded reassuringly. "Thank you." she whispered.

"You need anything?" he wondered.

"I'm perfect." she hummed happily.

Drew chuckles and leans towards y/n, kissing her lips tenderly earning a hum from y/n as she tastes herself on his lips. She moves her shaky hand towards the elastic of his swim trunks making him grip her hand as he sits up slowly. "It's okay, we can take a break." he says looking down at her.

"Are you sure?" she says running her hands up his arm tenderly.

Drew nods, bending down to retrieve a soft kiss, "Always." he promises. "Lets get you cleaned up, okay?" he nearly whispers as he stands from the bed and scoops y/n up into his arms, heading towards the ensuite as she let out soft giggles and thank you's.

"I can walk myself you know!" y/n chimed as he set her down on the tiled floor.

Drew flashed his bright smile her way as he turned on the hot water for the shower, kicking off his trunks and watching y/n slip off her top. "I like taking care of you though." he said cheekily, taking her hand and pulling her into the shower with him.

The two wincing at the satisfying warmth of the water. Y/n wrapped her arms around Drew as he grabbed the wash cloth and began cleaning her off, her cheeks tinted pink as she watched him lovingly.

"I don't think we're ever gonna go back to the beach if you keep treating me so good." y/n teased.

"I could go an extra round plus dessert." Drew winked.

[yahikonann]

Help

Shisui x Reader

Warning: NSFW! Smut, fingering, oral sex, vaginal sex, cheating( but not really 😅)

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- hey you OK?

You came back from your thoughts as you

heard your best friend, Shisui.

You've known him for almost 1 year now. Both of you work at a small coffee shop and have grown a close relationship with each other. Talking about anything and everything.

- how are things going with Nagato?

He sat beside you as you sigh, looking from ground to sky.

- not good I guess...

Shisui frowned.

- what? Why? You told me he was so sweet and good when-

- that's the problem Shi! He's is too sweet! I mean...

You rubbed your forehead,  turning around so you can talk to him face to face.

- he is good, really good..but shi, I..I..

You bit your lip, turning your gaze down.

- I want things he can't or doesn't want to give me...

Shisui grabbed your hand,  drawing small circles on it slowly.

- what do you want? Tell me.

You looked into his eyes again, wondering if you have to tell him or not.

- You know you can tell me anything Y/N

You knew.

And you did.

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You worked in a small cafe. Most of the work was with you and Konan but you manage it well. Shisui worked there as well, that's how you two got closer.

You were putting new fresh cupcakes in the tray, deep in your thoughts.

- hmm.... what a heavenly smell is coming from here...

You heard as hands wrapped around your waist slightly jumped from the sudden touch.

- can I have one please..?

You turned your head a bit  Shisui was there, hugging you, head in the crook of your neck, smelling deeply the fresh smell.

- S-Shisui..

He tightened the grip around your waist, moving his head deeper in your neck

- it smells like heaven...I wanna eat them all but I know you won't give all of it to me.

Was it always this warm?

Your legs got weak. When did Shisui get this touchy?

- Shisui.. there are for customers. I-I can't, you know.

You felt his lips touching your neck, and he pouts.

- awwww don't be mean..! Just one.. one time won't hurt, you know.

His words went straight to your cunt .

- Shi I can't, please. Maybe next time?

- fine. But let me just smell it again.. it's so yummy..

Squeezing his arms around you tighter that it almost hurt, he took a deep breath in your neck.

More like smelling you than cupcakes.

You shivered.

- I'm waiting.. don't forget.

He left.

Leaving you with shaking legs and a pounding heart.

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2 weeks Past. Nothing happened special between you and Nagato nor you and Shisui.

You were in the back room in the cafe, pouring empty  bottles.

- hey Y/N, can you move ahead? I need something from the cabinet below.

You heard Shisui behind you.

- I can't now. I spread my legs Shi, take what you want.

You spread your legs enough for him to open the cabinet

- okay...

You felt him bend and opened the cabinet.

Seconds passed.

- Shi, you found it?

- yeah but now I remember I need something  else too.

You smiled and spread your legs more unknowingly.

A few seconds late, you felt something odd. Something warm between your legs.

You grabbed the counter and looked down but you were too late to see as you felt his lips licking your clit from your panties.

Damn skirts.

-Sh-Shisui ..w-what are-

You grabbed the counter harder as you bit your lips hard.

He moved your panties, sucking harder your exposed pussy.

Moving his tongue so good in your sensitive parts.

- pl-please..Oh God...

You couldn't control yourself anymore as you whimpered.

Your hands went to his head grabbing his curls, pushing forward.

- yes yes yes YESS..! Shi .. I-I'm gonna-

Then you came.

In his mouth.

He cleaned you, licked every drop and stand.

You were panting, still grabbing the counter with shaking hands. Unable to look at him.

- you taste like heaven.

Your eyes wide, looking at him. He licked his lips.

- w-why did you...God...

He came closer, sandwiching you between his body and the counter.

- you know why. You already had to give me one, remember?

He whispered to your ear, leaving a chaste kiss on your earlobe.

Then he left

You remembered the cupcakes instantly.

You forgot to give him a cupcake so he took it himself.

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The past few days your thoughts were about Shisui. He eats you out.

Eat out!

Something you've never experienced before.

Something you wish Nagato did.

And something you've told Shisui about that day.

And he made your wish granted.

- Y/N... you ok?

You heard konan as she stood beside you.

Helping you to serve the costumes.

- yeah.. just thinking.

Konan smirked.

- about Naga, right?

You gulped. Of course, she thought about Nagato! You two were dating and he was her best friend.

- Actually no... just work. you know, we just..

- is everything ok?

She came closer, a concerned look on her face. You look down.

Konan knew almost everything. About your crush on Nagato and how hard you tried to get with him since he was so shy, caring and sweet.

- I think maybe.. just maybe we shouldn't have started a relationship.

- What?!!!!

She said unbelievably loudly.

-look, it's not that I don't like him or he's not good... you know him Konan. More than me. He's so good, so caring, I can't resist but...

You looked down, suddenly the floor was the most interesting thing in the cafe.

You remember how Shisui made you feel.

- he likes me like his sister,  Konan. And now that I think about it, I like him like a brother too...

You bit your lip, wondering whether to tell her about Shisui or not.

- it's been three months and we didn't even have proper sex. I get it, maybe he doesn't want to rush in things but cuddling and making out isn't enough for me...I want more.

You took a breath as you look deep into her eyes.

- I have fantasised too, Konan. I want my boyfriend to fuck me hard, eat me out, be touchy everywhere and... and so many other things! But what I got?! A shy,cute boyfriend that's not into these kind of things...

- Y/N ...

- I get it. That maybe it's not his type, and that's ok. I'm just trying to figure it out...I just wanted you to know about us. And please don't tell him any of this.

Konan grabbed your arm, looking at you Warmley.

- everything will be ok,  don't worry I won't.

What a wonderful person she was.

Lucky Yahiko.

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It was late. Your shift had been over 2 hours ago but your boss asked you to do something and you accepted.

- my shift is over Y/N... gonna home. When do you go?

Konan asked you while typing on her phone, messaging Yahiko probably.

- not yet, maybe 1 or 2 hours later.

You said, smiling at her.

- won't be that too late? Is Nagato coming t-

- ah no..! I forgot to tell him but it'll be ok. I'll call him if it gets necessary.

- ok,  see ya!

- bye then, say hi to Yahiko from me!

Her face flushed as she heard his name.

- sure!

You waved at her and wished you had a boyfriend like him.

Someone that made butterflies in your stomach.

Half an hour passed and you still had so much too so.

Maybe you shouldn't have accepted this.

Suddenly you were hugged tightly from behind.

- I see you're working hard... it's just us now, you know?

Shisui whispered lowly in your ear, his lips touching your earlobe.

You shivered as you felt something weird in your stomach.

Butterflies? Just with his voice? No, it can't be.

- Shisui I-I thought your shift is over ended 2 hours ago.

- it did,  but I had something to do.

You bit your lower lip as he hugged you tighter.

Then your eyes widened as you felt something hard. His bulge.

He was hard.

- can you feel it? This is what you do to me.

-Shi...

He started kissing your neck so slowly that you craved more of his touch.

- tell me you don't want me and I'll stop.

His deep voice was killing you. Lust filling your body, you moved your head back to give him more access to your neck.

He was your best friend.

But bestfriends don't do this shit.

He kissed you again and your body arched as a moan escaped your lips.

- found it.

You could feel him smirk as he sucked your sweet spot hard to leave a Mark.

You squirmed and whimpered  but he was holding you so tight you couldn't move.

Any movement just made you feel his bulge and it made everything worse.

You rubbed your tights unconsciously as your cunt was burning in the heat.

But more than that somewhere else ached to be touched.

Your lips.

You wanted to kiss him, you were starving for the lips that had touched you in places you always wanted to be touched.

- Shisui...

He pulled back a little and you turn to look into his eyes.

Then his lips.

In a blink, you attached your lips to his. So hungrily, so eagerly,  so desperate.

You didn't want anything more than his lips now, and so did he.

He pushed his tongue inside, making you whimper. You let him take the role and win in the tongue battle.

- God... you're so beautiful.

His compliments made you blush harder, wanting him more.

He kissed your jaw so slow like he want to capture every moment.

- I've been thinking about you all day Y/N...

- But Shisui..I.. I-

You moaned.

- I can't get enough of you.

He was leaving marks and you knew it.

But it didn't bother you.

It didn't matter if someone saw.

Actually you wanted them to be seen.

It was what you always wanted. Your fantasy.

- you know what? I-I just want a boyfriend who surprises me! Especially in sex, Shisui! Random hugs, random fucks, make me cum in every corner of the home, in public... can't get enough of me....but .. but Nagato is exactly the opposite..I-I just can't...

You remembered your little conversation with Shisui that you were douting to tell him or not. But you did at last.

You felt his hands on your clit, barely touching. Your body shakes toward his touch as you moaned.

- tell me you want it and I'll give it to you.

He said, Moving your panties aside, his long fingers going between your wet folds.

- oh my... you're dripping.

He whispered so deep in your ear that you felt yourself getting wetter.

He starts rubbing your clit, slowly yet hardly on your sensitive pearl.

You almost screamed. Everything was so new that your body had gone super sensitive.

- p-please...

He squeezed you between his body and the desk, rubbing circles on your clit.

- please what? Use your words baby.

You pushed yourself forward to get more of his touch. It's been a long time since you felt this good.

- touch you were?

He said,  now grabbing your left breast, squeezing.

Your body was high. His hands, his touch, his bulge. Everything about him made you crazy. Your body screamed to be fucked by him.

Your eyes roll to back off your eyes as your mouth opened, saliva drooling.

- everything..t-touch me everywhere.. with your mouth, your hands..S-Shisui please.. just fuck me- AH!!

You moaned loudly as his fingers insert you,  exploring your warmth.

- take off your clothes sweetie.

You did, Hurriedly with shaking hands, His fingers curling inside you, making every move hard.

- you're so gorgeous I can eat you all here.

You blushed. His compliments made you want him more. You felt warm inside.

And so loved.

He moved his other hand to your clit, rubbing it while fingering deeply.

Everything suddenly became too much for you as you felt your stomach clenched.

- S-Shisui- I- I'm gonna c-cum-

- cum baby, cum on my hands and make me proud beautiful.

As soon as you heard his deep voice, you came hard in his fingers.

Yet he didn't stop. He continued rubbing you in your orgasm faster.

Never in your life, you thought you would experience something amazing like this.

He removed his fingers while you were panting, not recovered from your orgasm yet. He took his fingers to his lips,  sucked your juices off, moaning satisfying.

- you taste like heaven...I would never get enough of you.

You turned back to look at him. He was sucking his fingers like they were the most delicious thing in the world.

You were turning on again.

- wanna taste yourself?

He looked into your eyes, licking his lips.

Those damn lips You just kissed and you already missed them.

You pushed yourself at him, kissing his silky lips. He didn't wait, pushing his tongue forcefully into your mouth, making you taste yourself. The kiss was a mess, tongue and teeth, sloppy but you needed it.

You needed him.

You separated to breathe as he unplugged your bra. You blushed. Feeling yourself too exposed with him still fully clothed.

- t-take off yours too..

He grabbed your hips, putting you on the desk than taking off his t-shirt quickly.

Your mind couldn't process what was happening.

Everything went on too fast.

He unzipped his Jeans, pushing his pants and boxers, freeing the one thing you craved to see.

To feel.

You couldn't take off your eyes at him, so thick, long and beautiful.

- when you look at me like this...

He kissed you hungrily again. You moved your hands on his bare chest and lower, feeling every muscle, worshipping his body.

You knew he was built, but not this much .

- I want you.

He pulled back, cupped your cheeks.

- Are you sure you want me?

He douted. He was burning in desire to make you his but didn't want to hurt you.He couldn't.

You put your hands on his

-  more than anything.

You kissed him deeply, with no hurry but still so gentle, wanting to make him sure of every movement.

He pushed you on thy desk , bending to kiss your chest. He nibbled gently on your nipple, so slowly it became torture. You grabbed his curls, pulling him closer.

- Shisu -AHH!

You felt his tip inserting you. Your body arch at his tip !

He was big.

- Shis-Shisui..m-mhmmm..

He kissed your neck to your ear,  moving slowly, now halfly inside you.

And God, you already felt full.

He was stretching you so well that you craved for this pain. And pleasure.

You moaned loudly, trying to pull him closer. But he didn't move.

- say what you want.

You scratched his back, marking him with your nails.

- you. I want you, Shisui.

Hearing you moaning his name, he pushed all in it. You bit your lip as tears fell from your eyes.

- shhh... it'll be ok soon...

He kissed your ears to your eyes, comforting you.

After a few seconds, you kissed his neck

- move please.

- you sure?

- hmmm..I need you.

He started to move slowly,  careful not to hurt you.

- f-faster shi-

He kissed you deeply, pushing his tongue in as raced up his movements. Hitting you so hard that it hit your G-spot.

-hmm..HMMM!!

There was no need for you to tell him, he understood you were close, reaching your climax.

He moved his hands ,rubbing your clit fast.

Your legs start shaking unconsciously as your body arch.

- cum, baby girl. Cum.

And you came, hard on his cock. He continued to trust in your orgasm , as deep as before.

He was close.

- Y/N ...I'm gonna-

- come inside, fill me plea-mmmmh.

He bite your neck, harder than other times and trusted hard. You almost screamed from the bite and the hard trust.

Then he came, filling you up with warm liquid you bless.

He pulled away from your bruised neck slowly, panting. He put his forehead on yours, neither of you moved.

You felt his soft breath on your face.

- break up with him.

Your eyes opened wide, you moved your head as he slowly pulled himself out of you.

You looked at him but he didn't look into your eyes.

- Shisui.. this is-

- I love you.

Your eyes widened again. Here was your best friend, fucking you, knowing you have a boyfriend yet telling you he loves you!

- but I-

- I know. I know how much you like him, how hard you got him, but I wanna make you happy. I feel for you before you two got together.

He laughed bitterly.

- but I was so slow to tell you. at least to try my chance.

You couldn't believe it. He was in love with you the whole moment yet not showing it.

Or maybe I was too blind to see it...

He stood and so did you from the desk he just make love to you.

You had to make it clear this time.

You cupped his cheeks in your hands, looking at his uncertain eyes.

- I just wanna make you happy Y/N... I'm not forci-

This time you kissed him deeply, trying to show your feelings.

He was always there for you.

Always helping you.

But you were too blind by your crush on Nagato to see him.

You were happy with him, only now you could see it.

- I will shi, I will break up with him.

- but you like him not me.

- yeah I like him, but I love you.

Then you kissed him again, not giving him a chance to say something.