#felt not entirely relaxed but at the same time safe! held! looked out for! by the land and river

[ancat-dubh]

harvest moon over the marshes + nighttime canal walk, 18 September

[elizaleclerc]

it was all by design 🌟

"what if i told you none of it was accidental?"

summary: hunter!reader starts to realize their feelings for xavier, but he's felt this way the whole time...

song: mastermind by taylor swift

word count: 2.1k

author's note: my first l&ds fic everyone cheer! / mostly fluff / workplace romance (i mean this is canon) / im new to this game don't judge / cheeky makeout sesh / he falls first and hard / sarcastic smug xavier (he's a freak) / sweet talk - nothing too spicy / barely proof read oops

It was simple day at the arcade. You and Xavier decided to take the day off from missions and relax with some fun at the colorful arcade machines. You had won more stuffed plushies than you could feasibly carry in your arms, so Xavier held one in his hand delicately, as if he knew how much those little stuffed creatures meant to you.

“Well I better call it a day, I don’t think I can carry any more of these little guys.” You chuckled as your arms began to grow sore, even with the stuffed creatures’ light weight.

“Yeah, you’re supposed to be resting your muscles and instead here you are.” He gestured towards your arms filled with plushes. You laughed to yourself, refusing to admit he was right.

The two of you walked back to your car and you dumped all of the plushes in the backseat. As you looked at all of the adorable creatures, a realization hit you. You had no more room at your desk in the office for all of these plushes to fit.

“What are you thinking about? Or are you just admiring your growing collection?” Xavier spoke from beside me. I turned to look at him for a few moments. The Xavier during missions was so different yet the same as the Xavier outside of work. You had come to know him as a close friend, and even shared some flirtatious moments. Most of the time, you pushed those moments aside and decided to see him only as a coworker. But flirtatious fantasies sometimes danced through your mind.

You envisioned his desk at the office. Completely barren; no pictures, no decorations. A piece of furniture completely devoid of any color or personality. You grabbed one of your plushes. This one was a particularly round tomato plush. “Here,” you started, “this won’t fit on my desk, so you can have it.”

Xavier took the plush in his hand and examined it for a moment, “What am I supposed to do with it?”

You shrugged your shoulders, “I dunno, it’s up to you.”

~

For some unknown reason, after the day at the arcade you spent the entire next day thinking about Xavier. During random moments of the day, memories between the two of you kept flashing back into your mind. You would be folding laundry and suddenly think back to his arms brushing against yours like they did during a mission in the forest. You both had heard and felt fluctuations and were on guard. He held your wrist in a swift movement to keep you close. You snapped out of it and finished folding your clothes.

Another memory flashed while you were cleaning dishes. It was a particularly risky mission, and Xavier’s Evol was dwindling. His life was at risk, but he was still willing to put himself in the face of danger in order to keep you safe. When you tried to resonate with him, at first he hesitated. He wouldn’t dare you spend any of your energy or power on him. But in the end, your decision to resonate saved his life. You both thought you’d end up losing the other that day, and the silent air of the aftermath sat heavy. You held each other close, your heavy breathing mixing together.

After your days off were over, and you thought you had finally gotten over yourself, you walked into the office prepared for whatever mission Jenna was going to send you on. But then, you saw Xavier across the room. He was standing talking to another hunter, and you just about lost your mind. He was standing with his arms crossed, clad in his hunter uniform, his head cocked slightly as he listened to whatever his coworker was jabbering about. God, he looked amazing, you thought. Why were you thinking of him in this way all of the sudden?

You had gone over every small interaction, every side conversation, every slight touch that the two of you had ever shared. Was there really something between the two of you, or had you actually gone mad this time. You walked over to your desk, placing one of your newest plushes on the shelf to complete your set.

Your eyes glanced over at Xavier’s desk, not expecting anything to have changed. You did a double take when you noticed something new. A small tomato plush sat next to his computer. That wasn’t the only thing either. A square photo was stuck to the hang wall that every worker had.

Trying to be inconspicuous, you squinted at the photo. It was one the two of you had taken before one of your most recent missions. You were both dressed in your uniforms, and he had his arm around your shoulder as you held bunny ears behind his head. He was smiling, and you were sticking your tongue out. It was the only photo the two of you had ever taken together.

Your head was reeling. This couldn’t be real. You were convinced you were trapped in some Protocore induced dream. “Do you like the new decorations?” Your body jolted as Xavier spoke next to you. You turned to see a smug smile on his face, his arms still crossed.

You were too shocked to speak, but finally decided to say something as Xavier waited for an answer. “Yeah, yeah…it’s nice.” Your voice sounded more exasperated than you’d like. Xavier seemed to read you like a book. Did he know the realizations that you were having?

“Are you alright?” He asked with a slight smile. He didn’t actually seem too concerned.

“Yeah- no, yeah, I’m fine.” You stumbled over your words, refusing to make eye contact with him. You saw a slight twitch in his bicep as he adjusted his stance by his desk. Your entire face went hot. “I think Jenna wanted me to look at something in the Archive room, I’ll um…be right back.” You hurried through your excuse to leave the main office.

Your breath had quickened, but you found solace in the empty archive room. Only tech workers were really needed back here to retrieve old files on specific Protocores or important history of Linkon. Thankfully the room was empty, the only sound being your heavy breathing. You sat yourself on one of the empty counters, the space usually used for examining documents. You put your head in your hands, get it together.

You heard the handle of the door slide open, and your heart sank. In walked Xavier, still appearing smug and moving like he rehearsed all of this. “Are you following me now?” You huffed, just needing some time alone to sort through your thoughts.

“Are you done lying to me?” He retorted, moving closer to you, now standing only a few feet away.

“What are you talking about?” You scoffed in a hushed laugh.

“You’re clearly not fine. What’s going on?” He still held that dumb smile on his face, and your brows furrowed.

“Are you actually concerned for me? Because you’re smiling. Do you know you’re smiling right now?” You asked in a rushed tone; you’ve never seen him behave this way.

He let out a deep sigh, his eyes rolling in exasperation. "Do I have to explain everything to you?" He took a step closer, his body now towering over you as you sat perched on the counter. He leaned down, his hands planted firmly on either side of your legs. Your faces were mere inches apart, and the intensity of his gaze sent shivers down your spine. “Do I have to explain why your face flushes when I get close like this?”

Gently, he reaches out and places his warm hand on your knee, caressing it with gentle strokes. With a slow and deliberate movement, he begins to trace a path up your thigh, his fingertips leaving a tingling sensation in their wake. Gradually, his touch becomes more confident and sure, sending waves of desire rippling through your body. “Do I have to explain how your breath quickens when I do this?”

He leans in, his breath warm on your neck as he speaks in a soft whisper only meant for you. You can feel the heat radiating from his lips, and the gentle brush of his words sends shivers down your spine. His breath carries the scent of mint and musk, enveloping you in a cloud of desire. The closeness between you is palpable, and every nerve in your body is electrified by his presence. “Or can you put the pieces together yourself?”

“Xavier…” Is all you can think to say. Your breathing was quickening, and your face was flushed.

He sighed, his lips just barely grazing the start of your jaw, “I’ve waited and waited for you to finally feel what I’ve felt for so long.” You take your hands and slightly push his chest away.

You analyze his face and his brows furrow ever so slightly. “You mean- you’ve felt this way about me all this time and never told me?” You brought one of your hands up to the side of his face, your thumb lightly tracing around his cheek.

“Of course, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I knew you didn’t feel the same way- if you would never feel this way…” He starts, and before he can continue, you speak up.

“But now you know…”

A smile tugs at the corner of his lips, “Exactly.” He brings a hand up to your jaw and slowly moves it to the back of your neck. “Can I kiss you now?” Your eyes felt dazed as you gazed down at his lips. He brushed a thumb over the bottom of your lip, waiting. “Please, your eyes are saying yes but I need to hear it from your mouth.”

You nodded, snapping out of the haze you were in. “Yes, yes, please.” As soon as the last word was uttered Xavier brought his lips onto yours. He started slow, his soft lips moving in rhythm with yours. He was still leaning on his hands, but he moved them to wrap around your lower back. You never thought he would feel this good on your lips. You let out a slight whimper, and that sent Xavier spiraling. Like a man starved, he quickened his pace and kissed you as if he’d never get the chance again.

“Wait- we can’t do this here.” You took a moment in between kisses to center yourself and remember you were at work.

“Ugh, I don’t care,” Xavier breathed out and went back to kissing you again. Once his lips found yours for the second time you didn’t care anymore either. You wanted this feeling, this burning desire for him to last forever.

You smiled into the next kiss, “Okay,” You moved your hands into his hair, your fingers tugging on the strands slightly. He moaned lightly into your kiss, causing your back to arch.

You almost missed the door handle opening again, and you immediately pushed Xavier off of you. He stumbled back, partially in shock until he realized why. Andrew walked in, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment from walking in on the two of you. “Um- Jenna is looking for you. The mission assignments are about to be handed out.” He cleared his throat and walked out of the room.

Your own face was flush pink, and once Andrew left the room you put your head in your hands. “Oh my god.”

“Okay, you were right. Maybe we shouldn’t have done that here.” Xavier laughed to himself. You had no choice but to laugh, really.

You hopped off of the counter, your legs feeling weak. You couldn’t even think about going on a mission right now, nonetheless with Xavier. “Well,” You straightened out your uniform, “I guess we should head back.”

“Yeah,” Xavier chuckled to himself, “until next time.”

Your face flushed at his words, because you knew there would be a next time.

[alatusprinz]

"beatitude" - xiao x f!reader

genre : smut - word count : 1.8k

summary : first time with xiao .

 warnings : sexual content, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, fingering, biting etc

MINORS DNI.

“is this okay, xiao?” you whispered softly as you softly ran your fingers on his neck, pulling him in gently to plant a tender kiss on his lips. you were slightly concerned if he was pushing himself for your sake, from how his elbow slightly shivered next to your head as he held his body weight on top of you. his hold on your waist was almost hesitant and cautious, all the more intensified by how flushed his fair face was illuminated by the blue moonlight. 

“i want to… with you… want to try for you” xiao replied in an equally soft voice, his hand gently cupping your cheek and pressing the softest kisses over your cheeks and lips. his lips remained pressed to yours for longer, his breathing getting heavier as his hand pushed your face to his closer as he all but poured his entire affection into the familiar act of kissing as you’ve shared hundreds of times before. and even a simple kiss was enough to overwhelm him sometimes, making you worry if he was perhaps uncomfortable with the rush of emotions and sensations he was undoubtedly new to. 

before you could say another word, you gasped and held your breath instinctively when his hands slowly travelled down and rubbed your thighs, treating you like a divine archon he's vowed to worship. and in a sense you were, he had decided from the day he saw you that he’d protect you, keep you from harm and keep the prettiest smile he’s seen in his millenniums-long existence safe and sound. keeping you happy was his greatest desire and if both of you wanted to share your love and feelings in such intimacy, he had absolutely no reluctance to give you all of him. 

“you seem nervous too, love” he whispered gently as he kept his hand over your thighs still.

“is this okay?” he repeated your words as he caressed your body gently, making you shudder and nod almost eagerly. after all, you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t been waiting for this moment for quite a while now.

“do you need me to take lead, xiao?” you caressed his cheek and pressed your lips on his forehead to hopefully ease his tension and it visibly worked when he closed his eyes and savoured the feeling of your tender kiss. he shook his head and kissed your lips sweetly again as he gently held your thigh up and placed himself in between your legs. 

“no, want you to relax and… enjoy” enjoy me- in truth he wanted to say but held his tongue in slight embarrassment. his words made your cheeks flush slightly, the heat of the moment making you dizzy. 

“my love…” xiao’s slightly gruff voice purred in your ear as he placed kisses over your neck, all while you held tightly to his shoulders, pulling him in closer. you didn’t even realise when you two had become fully bare, too caught up, drunk on the feeling of xiao’s warm hands worshipping and caressing your skin, leaving a trail of flames, a surge of electricity everywhere he touched. 

xiao felt slightly conflicted on what to do and looked at you for guidance bashfully, all while his amber eyes took in the sight of your bare beauty in its divinity. his gaze was not subtle, he possessively drank in the sight, his cheeks flaring a rosier shade of red as he almost groaned in bliss from the sight alone.

noticing his slight hesitation, you gently grabbed his hand and guided his hand to touch your dampening heat, letting his slightly calloused fingers drag over from your entrance leading above. it was more or less of an accident when he pushed his fingers down experimentally, flicking your swollen clit harshly. your body tensed and trembled at the unexpected contact, and xiao’s eyes widened in concern. before he could ask if he hurt you, you bit your lip and guided him to move his fingers a bit more on the same spot, and his breath hitched when you let out a soft sigh of pleasure. 

his words were stuck in his throat when he finally got a hang of dragging his fingers over and circling around your clit, your wetness making an embarrassingly effective lubricant to his experimental movements. you shuddered in pleasure the more he grew confident in touching you, focusing intensely on your reactions and the slightest facial expressions. he was making you feel this pleasure, he was making you gasp and moan so sweetly- he gulped at the realisation. his sharp golden eyes observed your face more, drinking in the sight of your lips trembling and making the prettiest sounds, and he couldn’t help but let out a similar groan of pleasure just from seeing you like this. you reached out to grab his wrist and lead his fingers inside, the dampness making a squelching sound when you shivered from his two fingers stretching your velvet walls. 

xiao’s gaze darkened as he held his breath when you led his movements, quietly following your words on what you liked. his fingers weren’t thick, but when he added a third finger and pushed in deeper until his digits were fully inside, your back arched as he felt your walls fluttering and clamping down around his hand. his slender fingers reached deep inside of you, every movement brushing deeper as he greedily stared at the sight of your face twisted in pleasure, alluring him more. 

“you’re so beautiful…” xiao whispered in adoration, his voice and body leading your mind to another dimension where only the two of you existed in the vast world. his fingers curled and you whimpered when he slowly learnt what you preferred, focusing on moving his fingers to the spot that made your eyes roll back and cling onto his shoulders more. you pulled him close to him and kissed his lips needily, and he immediately reciprocated as he kept his motions steady and brushing over your sensitive spot every time you tightened around his fingers. 

you whimpered and held his wrist again, stopping his movements. 

“xiao, please- i can’t wait, need you” you muttered and xiao could swear that his body heat rose just from your sweet words alone. he let out a sigh of pleasure when you hastily pulled him in closer and placed his length in front of your entrance, looking into his eyes as you experimentally rubbed his tip over. 

xiao couldn’t find the right words to say, so instead he leaned in and captured your lips hungrily again, the heat growing your bodies burning hotter every moment. when you nodded softly in consent, he felt his tension slowly heighten as he quietly enjoyed the moment more. your vulnerability, your voice, expression and your hold on his shoulders tightening now and then, his gaze darkened and clouded over with insatiable desire every time you graced him with your beauty. he needed more, he needed to have you or else- he’d go insane. 

he carefully placed his hands on your hips and held on tight as he pushed into your eager entrance slowly. your heart pounded against your ribcage as you shuddered and felt his girth stretch you to fit him inside, his size being much more than you had initially expected or even experienced before. your hold on xiao’s shoulder got tighter as he pulled your body closer and continued pushing himself in, his breath shuddering at the unfamiliar overwhelming feeling of warmth and tightness. he almost felt his consciousness fade away from just burying himself into you halfway through, he didn’t know anything even quarter close to how blissful you felt. 

your body trembled slightly when you felt his pelvis press against your heat, indicating that he had fully pushed inside your snug heat. you sighed in relief when you felt all of him, his cock almost forcing your tense walls to accommodate his size. neither of you said anything as the intense sensation clouded your minds, overwhelmed by the feeling of your bodies connecting.

xiao gently placed his hands on your face, cupping your cheeks as he kissed you slowly. he gently rocked his hips into you as his lips moved in sync with yours, his hold tightening on your jaw when he felt a surge of pleasure overwhelm him every time he made the slightest movements. he stared at you with a soft and vulnerable gaze, he truly adored that you trusted him enough to share such an intimate moment with him. his heart swelled uncontrollably with pride and love, as he slid his arms below you and hugged him close as he rolled his hips gently so as to not overwhelm both you and himself. you leaned your cheek closer to him and placed soft kisses on his ear and jaw as he buried his face into the space between your neck and shoulder, groaning subtly from the pleasure that seemed otherworldly. you were perfect for him, you felt so perfect and right, and he hugged you closer every time he slowly moved himself in and out. you hugged him close in response, not bothering to hold back the soft moans of bliss every time he moved sensually inside, his veiny length creating a blissful friction against your velvety walls. 

your mouth fell open and a louder, high-pitched moan escaped your lips when he unexpectedly bit down on your shoulder, suddenly picking up the pace as his hips snapped inside of you at a steady pace rather than rocking gently like before. xiao breathed heavily and let out low groans as he lost himself and moved as his body pleased, sinking his teeth into your tender skin more. you moaned louder at the feeling, your nails digging into his back as you pulled him in closer, deeper into you. 

‘i love you, i love you’ - the three words repeated nonstop in xiao’s mind as he claimed you pridefully, kissing and licking the spot he bit to hopefully ease the pain he unintentionally caused in the heat of the moment. he wanted to say it out loud, show you how proud he was to have you like this, let you know how much he craved you in all your glory but the snug feeling of your tightness clenching around him uncontrollably wouldn’t let the right words leave his lips as only breathless moans escaped.

he didn’t notice know how noisy he was being until you crashed your lips against his, swallowing both of your moans as his thrusts become more and more ferocious, led only by carnal desires clouding his every thought. xiao was speechless, his mind a blur the longer he spent moving inside of you. all he could see, smell, touch and hear was you, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. you felt like pure heaven, a bliss, his safe haven in his painfully long existence- his darling lover taking him in so well, making him fall deeper in love, absolutely hypnotized. he felt himself grow addicted to your taste, savouring your lips greedily as his movements fastened, brushing deeper into you every time. you moaned breathlessly as he ravaged your body, feeling him slip in and out, rubbing your insides just right making you lightheaded.

he silently thanked the archons for gracing him with an angel like you, and he vowed over and over again in his head that he would protect you, keep you safe and sound, happy beside him- the only place he’d ever want you to be. 

[ashprince-of-bel-air]

Treasure: Part 3

Part 2 part 4

A few days had transpired since your incident with Caracalla, you had not been allowed to leave Emperor Getas chambers since the moment you saw him storm out, a fury upon him that could rival that of the God Mars himself.

Geta had returned to you that same evening, only hours later, his brow furrowed in pure frustration, only later you had heard from a servant that their mother hand managed to intervene and stop the violence. You had been pacing the room when he returned, anxiously biting your nails praying to all the Gods that he would come back unscathed.

Once you laid eyes upon him you felt the tension in your chest dissipate, your shoulders relaxing and a happy sigh leaving your lips, you were relieved he was untouched and not covered in blood. It wasn’t clear to you when you had started to feel this way for him, not noticing when his presence caused your heart to flutter and waiting on bated breath for hours hoping that he would summon you to his chambers, this emotion for him creeped up on you slowly.

Moments pass in silence as you both look at one another, Geta was stood in awe of you, the visage of you fretting so terribly over him was an image he wanted to commit to memory, it was enrapturing to him, he had never had someone show such care and devotion towards him, seeing that come from you, his precious treasure, nay, his goddess, changed something inside of him.

He marched towards you and pulled you into his arms, holding you as if he was scared you would disappear at any moment, he buried his face into your neck, you could feel his voice rumble against your skin. “My little dove.” It was said with such unwavering affection that you could not help but smile against him, you stroked your hands up and down his back affectionately  to reassure him, you had no plans of leaving him, not now you felt this way for him.

Boredom had started to take a hold of you now, you missed the walks around the palace you used to take daily and your weekly trip to the library to choose a few books for the week, Geta did not understand your restlessness, he had made sure that you would want for nothing, what could you want that he could not give you? The third day confined to his quarters you had sighed softly and mentioned missing the library, at a moments notice he had the servants fetch you practically the entire contents of the library to peruse at your leisure in his room, this gesture from him was not enough to abate your restlessness, you wanted to be there in person, scanning the books yourself.

 Pacing the room back and forth became a daily habit after day three, you wanted a release; to go outside and enjoy the cool summer air again in the palace gardens and visit the flowers you enjoyed watering. Asking Geta about having a small semblance of freedom was out of the question, the day of the incident with Caracalla he told you that he was going to keep you here, to keep you safe, this way he could ensure that nobody would touch or harm you again. Safe wasn’t what you felt, you felt like a little white dove trapped in a golden cage. You knew he held some sort of affection towards you, you had felt it when you were both embraced in each other’s arms, if he cared for you at all maybe he would listen to your request at leaving the room for a brief period of time.

The sun began to set in the sky, you watched it dip below the horizon from the window in Geta’s chambers, awaiting his return for the night. The chamber doors swung open, Emperor Geta walked in, his shoulders slumped after having a long day. You watch from the chaise long as Geta sits upon the bed, his head in his hands out of frustration. Seeing how frustrated he looks you get up and walk over to him, walking around the bed and climbing onto it, you move forward so that you are knelt behind him and your soft hands massaging his weary shoulders. It was an intimate gesture that you had taken a risk on, you wanted to be close and wanted him to let you in, wanting to ease his worries every night.

Thankfully you hear a happy sigh, Geta enjoying the pressure of your hands on his back, massaging away all his worries, grateful of your tender touch. A few minutes pass as your massage his shoulders, easing the stress of the day away and you feel his hand upon one of yours. Geta grabs your hand gently, pulls it forward and kisses your knuckles softly, Geta had always been a generous lover to you, though this level of affection was a shock to you, he had never been this tender before.

Geta feels your body stiffen at his tender kisses on your hand and turns to face you, a look of pure adoration in his eyes, it wasn’t a look you even thought he was capable of. Smirking softly, he kneels on the bed in front of you, pulling your arm forward and kissing his was upward, savouring the taste of your skin with each kiss until he makes his way to your neck where he buries his face. Feeling Geta kiss up your arm and nuzzle into your neck was a new feeling of intimacy and you let out a soft moan, your hand now holding his head against your neck and softly gripping his hair.

You feel the vibrations of a chuckle against your neck and feel his strong arms wrap around you, holding you tightly against him, you smile softly and tilt your head so that he has further access to your neck that he is currently nuzzled against. A smile breaks across Geta’s lips as he kisses and bites your neck, he had been planning for a few days and now he could tell you, his voice in a seductive tone vibrated against your skin. “I’m going to make you my Empress.”

[sopiloveshobi]

Honey-Moon

Happy Seokjin as your bias to my bestie! Here is a small gift from me, a wide-shouldered Seokjinie. 3k words, +18, established relationship with our Moon boy.

You plopped yourself on the huge bed that was standing in the middle of the room with the view out to the beach. You weren’t very keen on a holiday in a warm place with a beach and a swimming pool. You preferred a quiet and secluded place in the mountains or in a forest by the lake. How could you have rests the perfect idea of a honeymoon to the gorgeous face of your now husband, you just couldn’t. He has planned the honeymoon all by himself and you promised to not try and find out where the two of you were going. You were told that it will be a warm so you have packed your suitcase accordingly. He knew you really well and he also knew what you would like and that’s why he picked something that would be a surprise, something you wouldn’t be able to predict. He was right because you would never have guessed that you were headed to Mallorca.

‘Can you believe it? They don’t have fishing equipment to rent in this hotel room’ Seokjin walked into your hotel room and sat next to you on the bed. His plump lips turned into a pout and you could see in his eyes that he was disappointed. You chuckled to yourself when you heard him complain and slowly run your palm over his back.

‘It’s okay Jinnie, we will find a place that does’ you promised sweetly and his face lit up again. He adored you how unproblematic you were, how you made him feel so safe and like no matter what he brought up there was always a solution that would take his stress away. He rarely realised but his was a safe place for you too. The first time you came home after you moved in together to a flat, when you were completely defeated and tired. He cooked you dinner and wrapped his arms around you on the sofa and held to his chest until he felt your shoulders started to drop and you relaxed. The first time you had a big fight and he got so angry he banged the door behind himself when he left the flat. He couldn’t spend five minutes without you so he walked back to the flat and without a word just grabbed you and held until the both of you were fine again. ‘We finally have done it’ you smiled at him, looking down on his fingers as he continuously played with the ring on one of them.

***

You have been best friends for quite a long time and only realised there has always been something between the two of you when you both brought a plus one to Yoongi’s birthday party that Yi Jeong planner for him. Neither of you were interested in your dates and just kept staring jealously at each other from across the room. You couldn’t stand the idea that this tall redhead was touching his shoulders and chest, when she tried to hold his hand. He nearly broke a glass that he was holding in his hand when he saw you dancing with your date, when your dates hands started slowly dropping from your back towards your hips and ass. That’s when he lost it and he just took you aways from your dates arms. He grabbed your hand and just pulled you to the side.

‘I just realised’ he pouted at you ‘that I don’t think this guy is good for you’ he wasn’t able to tell you exactly how he felt right away so he came up with a bunch of excuses.

‘Oh is that so?’ you chuckled and shook your head seeing him getting worked up ‘I could say the same about you and your date’ you started him deeply into his eyes. Yi Jeong and Jimin were observing the both of you from afar, as Yoongi approached them with Jungkook by his side.

‘Are they finally getting the truth out?’ Yoongi asked Jimin and he sipped his whiskey from the glass he was holding.

‘It looks like it, Seokjin hyung finally lost it when they guy was trying to touch Y/N when they were dancing’ Jimin answered and Yi Jeong chuckled.

‘Yeah, he nearly broke his glass. He was boiling inside and also, he was trying to get rid of that redhead through the entire evening’ Jungkook laughed hearing the details of his eldest brother losing his mind. Everyone knew you two were just all over each other, but neither of you would admitted it.

You were staring into Jin’s eyes and he was throwing a tantrum still. He kept going for a while, making up the silliest of excuses why you shouldn’t be seeing the guy you came to the party with and you were getting tired and annoyed by your friend treating you like a child.

‘Jin I’ve heard enough, I’m done here..’ you answered and turned around. As you started to walk away he grabbed your wrist and span you around. You turned around to him and looked into his eyes. And quickly after that you closed them as he was leaning in for a kiss. When your lips touched the four men gathered on the other side of the room started clapping and making celebratory noises. But neither of you could hear it, because his beautiful lips were touching yours, because he was holding the nape of your neck with one hand and the other had wrapped around your shoulders and your back. Everything around you stopped existing for the time the two of you were kissing. When he finally pulled away to grasp some air, you were radiating and blushing at the same time. You looked drunk, your eyes half closed and the smile that was painting on your face looked like this was exactly what was missing in your life.

Ever since that party you were nearly inseparable and few weeks later you moved in together. All of your friends had enough of the two of you constantly all over each other. He was confident, really confident but also he had the need of touching you. Even if you were sitting next to each other during a meeting or a friends gathering, he had to hold your hand, touch your knee or place his hand on your thigh. He was possessive in a very sweet way.  He would never tell you what do or what if you could or couldn’t do something but he always made sure he was around for you.

***

‘You are finally all mine forever’ he answered and leaned forward, hovered over you and quickly kissed your lips.

‘I was always yours you silly’ you giggled into his face and you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him back for another kiss. You loved his lips, so plump and always moisturised with the newest lip balm he was carrying in his pocket.

‘What do you want to do today my love?’ he managed to ask in between your soft kisses.

‘Anything with you’ you answered and he chuckled. You rarely have been so sweet around each other, there was always tenderness and love but neither of you were sweet talkers. At least not in a while. He laid down next to you and hid his face in the crook of your neck. He slipped one of his arms on your stomach and closed his eyes, humming. Not long after that he fell asleep and so have you.

The both of you have been so stressed with the upcoming trip and everything that had to do with the wedding and the day itself has been so crazy that a little rest as a start to the holiday was a perfect idea and you bought could never say no to a nap. The waves outside were the perfect white noise, the birds chirping. It felt like a little piece of paradise. You loved taking a break but you never let yourself take time and that’s why you loved how good Seokjin was to you. He would always help you slow down, ground you, take each moment at the time. He would help you slow down when he saw you were going to fast.

When you opened your eyes you couldn’t see him anywhere. His arm was gone from around you and you were all alone. You slowly got up from the bed and looked around but Seokjin was still no where to be found. You got up and noticed one of the door to the beach were open and not long after you saw a tall man slowly walking towards your room. Really wide shoulders, visible muscles on his stomach, wet hair and slowly dripping water from every part of his body. Your law hit the floor when you saw him approaching your room. You couldn’t believe he was yours. This is your husband. The most handsome man in the world. World wide handsome. As wide as his shoulders. And you could swear his shoulders would get wider every other month, like they were out of control.

‘The water is so nice, I think you should try it’ he shouted towards you and you nodded. The weather was stunning outside and you were here to enjoy yourselves, without a schedule. You grabbed a bikini that was laying on top of your half unpacked suitcase on your floor. You have swiftly changed and joined him outside. The sand was really warm under your feet and the sun felt so nice on your skin. He looked at you and bit his lip. He adored your body, the right curves in the places that made his heart skip a beat. Seeing it in a bikini like that made his breath slightly sped up. He grabbed your hand and slid his fingers between yours. ‘Lets go together’ he added and he slowly pulled you towards the water. He was right it was really nice and you slowly walked into the water, pulled by your perfect husband deeper and deeper. When you finally went deep enough to float, he pulled you closer and you wrapped your legs around him and your arms around your neck.

‘It’s so warm here, I love it’ you giggled when he started slowly jumping up and down, lowering you in and out of the water and playfully spinning around.

‘I love you’ he admitted and bit his lip again, locking his eyes with yours.

‘I love you too’ you answered and slowly leaned for a kiss, which he reciprocated and grabbed you closer to him. He was kissing you deeper and deeper, attacking your lips and grabbing your ass under the water. You smiled and you could tell he was getting impatient with his kisses, wanting more and more of you. The water was slushing playfully around both of your bodies and when you pulled away from the kiss, you looked into his eyes. Dark chocolate eyes, usually sweet and full of love and adoration for you, now wide and even darker filled with lust.

‘I think we might need a shower after we are out of the sea. The water is really salty’ he whispered into your ear suggestively. You knew what he meant, you knew he wanted to take your bikini off you. With his sweet possessiveness you knew he would want to do it all in private. Devour you as his wife for the first time, just by himself without any risk of anyone seeing you. Because you were his.

‘Shower sounds so perfect’ you answered and you bit your lip, staring at him. He was eating you up with his stare. So he pulled you off his hips and grabbed your legs bridal style and slowly walked out of the water, through the sand and back into your room. He put you down and impatiently grabbed you by your shoulders, started kissing your neck and you grabbed his back and you placed your other hand on his juicy ass. He was perfect, he looked and felt like he was sculpted by gods, he was like a sculpture in a museum, that’s where he belonged but instead he was in your arms, in your hotel room, on your honeymoon. You slowly moved towards the bathroom, without taking a break from touching each other in all of the places.

Seokijn finally pulled himself together and pulled away from you, grabbed your hand and walked you into the bathroom. It was fancy, the shower was a walk in huge shower with glass double door and shower heads on both sides of the walls. You both walked inside and closed both of the door, each putting the water on and slowly getting the salty residue of your bodies. When you were completely wet, you turned around your eyes met his again and you smirked. You loved teasing him and this was the perfect moment to do so. You have slowly untied your top and dropped it on the floor of the shower and with that dropped his jaw, seeing your round breasts right in front of him. At first he got a little bit red, blushed on his face and his ears turned all red. But not even a minute later he smirked and walked towards you, slowly pushed you towards the wall. If anyone were to watch you from behind, they wouldn’t be able to see you because his shoulders were so wide they were covering the entirety of your silhouette.

‘Hey, Mrs Kim’ he whispered into your ear grabbing your waist and pulling you towards himself.

‘Yes, Mr Kim?’ you answered seductively and looked at his face, smirking and slowly closing his eyes. You wrapped your arms around him, trying to explore the entity of his shoulders and his back but it was impossible. As he pulled his body closer to yours, you felt him getting harder and harder in his swimming shorts. He slowly moved the bottom of your bikini off your hips, sliding it down your legs and as he did so he kneeled down in front of you. He nuzzled your thigh with his nose and he pulled one of your legs on top of his shoulder. You gasped and felt your entire body shake with excitement as he slowly started placing kisses on the inside of your leg, locking his eyes with yours. It was the hottest thing he has done and he has done a lot to you in the past. But him on his knee like that in front of you has completely taken you by surprise and it was doing things to you. You were holding yourself up by his shoulders as he slowly started exploring your folds. Every time he started a circle around your clit you put your fingertips into his shoulders. His soft lips around your bottom lips felt like heaven on earth. He was so incredibly good, taking his time and slowly circulating around. He was looking at you with so much love and passion. As he was talking his time you were enjoying the very, very slow build up. That’s where you went wrong. Because the second you relaxed and gave in to his slow moves he stopped. Aggressively put your leg down and untied his swimming shorts, as they dropped on the floor. He was ready for you there and then. He picked you up and wrapped your legs around his hips, slowly pushed your back towards the wall again and lined himself up your entrance. This was all so new to you because up until now he was very mellow in bed. He wasn’t bad, not at all. You could never complain but it was very plain and vanilla. That’s why the sudden urge and playful Seokjin wanting you in the bathroom took you by surprise and you knew your life was about to change forever. He was about to fuck you like there is no tomorrow, mark you his and leave you dreaming and wanting him more and more every day. Your body clenched as he lifted you up and you started kissing his neck, his shoulders, his lips. He waited a second, delicately touching your entrance with his tip and he moaned feeling you dripping down. Holding you by your ass, he lowered you onto himself and borrowed his length inside you. It wasn’t the first time you had sex, yet it always felt like it was. He was so big it would always scramble your brain and take you a while to adjust. Today was no different. Your mouth opened as he filled you up. You moaned.

‘Fuck, Jinnie… fuck’ you moaned as he gave you the time to adjust. He was so quiet until now, but when he felt how tight you were around him he groaned into your face. You gave you another moment to adjust and when you relaxed around him, he started moving you up and down his length, burying himself deeply in you and nearly pulling out of you.

‘Oh fuck’ he moaned as you were holding on tight to his neck, as he sped up the pace. You closed your eyes and marked his neck with your teeth. You felt so at home, so complete with him inside you. You truly felt like he was your puzzle, he completed you. As he was holding you with both of his arms there was no way for him to help you to get to your high so you naturally placed your hand on your clit and started rubbing it in circles. He was observing every move of yours, whilst still pushing deep into you. When he saw your hand on yourself he threw his head back

‘That’s so fucking hot, holy…’he moaned seeing you play yourself to catch your own high. It was exactly what you needed and as he felt you starting to tense and clench around him he found your lips with his and slipped his tongue, parting your lips. You were bouncing up and down, your breasts rubbing off his chest, mixture of water and sweat coating both of your bodies. One more stroke and you crossed your edge hitting your high. And Seokjin chasing his own high kept thrusting into you, squeezing your ass in his big hands, banging with your back on the wall of the shower. As you were slowly getting off your high, he was about to approach his so you perked up, you kissed his neck and whispered into his ear

‘Come for me’ your breathy whisper pushed him over ‘baby please’ you begged and he couldn’t hold it anymore. He came inside you, his dick twitching as he kept thrusting few more times into you.

When he managed to catch his breath, he started laughing. He sounded so impressed with himself and proud. He very slowly lowered you down on the floor and helped you stand, as the both of your legs started shaking, he propped you on the wall.

‘Babyy….’ He hummed into your ear and placed kisses all over your neck, your chin and cheek and finally on your forehead. His wide shoulders covering your entire view but you didn’t care. All you could see was him. ‘I love you…’ you hummed back and hugged him, threw your arms around his neck and pulled him under the shower head. The both of you showered again and got yourself into your comfy clothes and got into the bed. It was getting later in the day, around dinner time. Seokjin put the tv on and plopped on the gigantic stack of pillows. He put his arm around you and you put your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes.

'Is it okay if I sleep for a while?' you asked him.

'Of course' he answered and delicately grabbed your cheek.

'Will you still be here when I wake up?' you asked nervously, worried all of this was a dream.

'I will be there' he winked and you drifted away.

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Ok I gotta ask. Has DogDay ever had a panic attack? How does CatNap comfort him?

I was originally going to draw a comic for this but...

I hope you don't mind a short fanfic in it's place.

Content Warning: Panic Attack (though it is brief).

You're mostly getting fluff out of this one.

Story under the cut!

It was almost noon - that much he knew. The dog always had a gift at being able to judge the time --- so long as the sun was up. Noon was the easiest to tell, as he would often feel the most energy the second the sun was at its peak.

Normally, it'd be a rush of excitement. Gathering his friends and seeing what sort of fun games they could play, or setting up a routine or two to make the children laugh.

Today... Today, he was far from PlayCare.

He sat down on the cold and stained floor of the factory, not entirely sure where his Angel was leading them... But, he trusted them.

They saved him.

They saved CatNap.

He would give anything to keep the human safe, and so he sat watch as they took a well deserved nap. They were peacefully curled up on their side, their face finally relaxed instead of the constant frown or look of irritation that he was familiar with.

Still... DogDay was certain he could see the good in them - in anyone, really. That's what he did best. Optimistic, forgiving, loyal. A true best friend - as by his own definition.

As he continued to watch the human, he could feel his energy rising. 12PM to the exact second.

He took a deep breath in, looking up at the disgusting ceiling.

He could easily remember it.

Looking up at the statue in the center of PlayCare, blood soaking his fur. Locking eyes with an elongated cat, it's dark eyes narrowed at him with a look of disappointment.

He remembers shouting something to the cat. Pain in his chest, tears stinging in his eyes. He remembers being grabbed by several arms that pulled him backwards and away from his beloved friend. Reaching for him, begging like the dog he was. Watching the cat's look change to a pained expression. His chest felt so tight at the thought.

He remembers kicking and screaming at no one, as it was the very first time he had been left alone. His lungs burning for air as he continued to beg and plead to an unseen force. Anything that would listen, that would bring them back. Being so tired, so hurt... He couldn't stand it anymore.

He remembers being so fed up, angry... He couldn't stop himself anymore. He remembers walking out in the open, screaming for the cat. The tug to his heartstrings as he saw the condition he was in. Starved, tired, angry... There was only one solution. Challenge him, make him see they're on the same side.

And he failed.

His lungs were on fire, begging for him to take a deep breath.

He couldn't.

His hands were gripped tightly around himself, only able to manage quick short breaths as his body violently shook. He felt like laughing, though it held no humor. He felt like running, but his body was locked in place.

He couldn't stop. The energy surged through him, no where to go. His neck, his wrists, his stomach... They stung, begging for the chains to be clamped around him again. It's what he deserved.

He earned his fate through inaction. He deserved the isolation, the guilt, the overwhelming smell of blood and...

Lavender?

He blinked, not realizing that his head had been tilted back downwards. He was now looking at CatNap, eye to eye.

The cat held a tired frown, the worry clear in his eyes as he gently wiped the tears from DogDay's face. He hadn't realized he had been crying, but he could feel the gentle stroke of CatNap's thumb across his cheek.

And...

He could hear it.

Underneath his own panic, he could hear the cat purring away. His chest rumbling as he leaned closer, sending the calming vibrations through his body as well. And still, hidden in the sound of the purr... A lullaby.

It was strained, as CatNap's voice was almost completely destroyed - thanks to the Prototype. But DogDay recognized the melody easily. A little tune the cat would sing to the children. A song that he would try to listen in on every single night.

Even now, though tired and pained, the cat's voice was beautiful.

DogDay's breathing finally began to slow as he focused on the cat in front of him. His panic slowly fading, only to be followed by the sickening realization that his left hand had been subconsciously yanking at the belt on his stomach. Constricting his body, adding to the pain in his lungs.

He felt ashamed.

It didn't last long, as CatNap gently pulled his head in closer. Just enough for their noses to touch and their eyes to meet.

The cat couldn't speak, but there was no need for words. Seeing that gaze, filled with worry, regret, and a touch of longing... No sentence could have made it more clear to the dog.

He smiled, his heart fluttering in a far more pleasant fashion this time as he basked in this moment.

Carefully, CatNap leaned forward, gently pressing his lips on top of the dog's snout. Short, simple, sweet. Yet, DogDay found himself being consumed by the amount of love he felt.

He couldn't stop himself, as that energy finally found a positive outlet. Without hesitation, he reached out for CatNap and placed his hands on either side of the cat's soft face. It only lasted a moment before he pulled him in, pressing their lips together.

It wasn't perfect, as he pulled him in a bit too fast. Their teeth clinked together, the angle a touch awkward, but... DogDay's tail wagged nonetheless. He felt like he was melting at the overwhelming taste of lavender.

He could feel CatNap's purring grow louder, rattling both of them as the cat wrapped his arms around him. He's certain CatNap could feel his own heart, thumping just as wildly as his tail.

CatNap slowly began to pull away, though he only managed a quick inhale before DogDay was on him once more. The dog simply couldn't help himself, pressing kiss after kiss across CatNap's face.

He could feel CatNap readjusting in his arms, slowly allowing the dog to drag him on to his lap. The soft purple fur pressed up against his body as CatNap's tail slowly wrapped around them.

DogDay was so engrossed in the moment, so content in his calming, cuddly kitty... He never wanted to let go. He absolutely wouldn't have considered such a thought.

...Until he heard the sound of someone clearing their throat.

CatNap immediately unwound his tail, ripping away from his grasp.

"...So, are we going? Or do you want me to give you some privacy?" Angel was sitting up now, that annoyed expression back on their face as they sat up.

CatNap gave a frustrated huff, his fur bristling. Meanwhile... DogDay simply looked away, able to feel the dopey grin that spread across his face. His tail loudly smacked against the floor.

"Oh! Um... Didn't know you were awake, Angel."

"I'll give you two ten minutes, but we really need to get moving." The human stood up, at least having some humor in their voice. "Just try to keep it down. I'd rather not overhear you two."

"Angel!" The dog gave another embarrassed laugh.

CatNap rolled his eyes on response, raising his hands as he began to sign.

"We can try to keep it family-friendly, but I cannot promise anything."

"Moonbeam!" The dog whipped his head toward the cat, his fur fluffed out.

Angel paused, blinking for only a moment before they raised their hands. Though their expression remained neutral, DogDay could easily spot the mischief in their eyes as they shockingly signed back to CatNap.

"Well. I won't come to save you if your little 'session' attracts unwanted attention. Best to keep it in your metaphorical pants, cat."

If DogDay's face was tinged from CatNap's words, he was completely red from this. All he could do was reach for his large floppy ears and cover his face. All of that previous energy had finally left his body, his mind now screaming for him to quietly go and hide.

Noon had most certainly passed, and DogDay had survived... Though he couldn't be sure he'd last long with these two around...

[doe-eyed-fool]

Fear Of The Known

Lucifer x Fem!Angel!Reader

|Chapter Twelve|

"You're serious?" Michael asks, still in shock by the news Y/n just gave him. Y/n nods her head. "I'm just as surprised as you are, but...Maybe this will do some good. At least now I won't feel like I'm being kept in the dark about certain decisions."

"Well...I can't say I didn't see this coming." Said Michael. "You are a very important figure in Heaven. Everyone looks to you for what the future will bring. I guess it only makes sense for Father to do this."

Before Y/n had left after speaking with God, after delivering news of a war on the horizon, and thankfully altering the future, God had proposed an offer to her.

'You want me to...what?' Y/n asks in disbelief.

'I wish for you to join my council. You will be present for most meetings, alongside my most trusted Angels. I believe it will be best to have you here, given it being such a...sensitive time. Adam is gone, and now one of Hell's Overlords have access to angelic weaponry.'

Y/n still couldn't believe this. Very few were apart of God's council, as he said, only his most trusted Angels stood by his side. And now, she had the opportunity to become of those Angels.

'What we choose to do next, will entirely depend on what the future holds. You could be there to guide us to the right path, and keep Heaven safe and untouched by evil. Do you accept this offer?'

Y/n never thought she would be given a chance like this. Yes, her future vision set her apart from many Angels. But she was still beneath so many Angels who held power of their own.

Now, she had the chance to join their side.

And so, graciously, she accepted.

"I guess we'll be seeing a lot more of each other from now on." Y/n smiles. Michael chuckles. "As if we don't already?"

"Only this time, it will be in a more professional setting." Y/n adds. "To think I'd be along side the best. And the most powerful...Hah. I already feel out of place, and I haven't even been to single meeting yet."

Michael places a hand on her shoulder. "You have nothing to worry about. You know those Angels as well as I do. We all view you with the same respect you view us with."

"Though none of them panic whenever they're around me. Unlike me, around them. You're the only one who I've ever felt comfortable with." Y/n tells him. Michael's smile soften, his heart flutters ever so slightly. He tries not to pay it any mind. "Oh? Not even Cassius?"

Y/n rolls her eyes playfully. "Well, no, Cassius is fine."

"Or Leroy?" Michael asks.

"Leroy is fine too." Y/n laughs. "See, that's two already." Michael says with a shrug.

"Yes, but I really mean Joel and Gabriel. Then of course, Leo. They're all so serious. And Azrael is...Azrael."

Michael laughs. “He is, isn’t he?” His laughter dies down as he places his hand on Y/n’s gently. “As intimidating as this all might be, I know you will do just fine. If father believed you could not handle such an important promotion, he would not have given it to you. And of course, I will be there with you too.”

Y/n smiles warmly. “Thank you Michael.”

“Now.” Michael starts. “I’ll be sure to wake you up early for the meeting tomorrow morning.”

“Tomorrow morning!?” Y/n gasps. “So soon!? Oh my goodness, I-I didn’t think-”

“Y/n, Y/n, calm down.” Michael chuckles. “It’s alright. It’s nothing huge, just a simple meeting about what’s to be done with the former exorcist angels.”

“I’m sorry.” Y/n sighs. “The exorcist angels…There was so many of them. What will they do now?” She asks. Michael shrugs. “That’s yet to be decided. Just try to relax. Everything will be fine.”

Everything will be fine. That's what Y/n had to keep reminding herself, that everything would be fine. With every step closer to the meeting, her anxiety spiked. But everything will be fine.

At least the people she'd be in that room with would not be total strangers. Some of them more intimidating than others, even if not intentionally. But still, familiar faces nonetheless.

And Michael would be there. That alone made the walk there slightly less nerve wracking.

Y/n slowed to a stop when she came across the two large double doors, on the other side, she could hear the faintest of voices conversing amongst each other.

She inhaled, smoothed out her dress, and opened the doors. Everyone's eyes were on her as soon as she stepped in. Y/n felt as if she would faint right then, the only thing keeping her composure was Michael and the God's temporary absence in the room.

Still, Y/n made herself look presentable and respectful of the angels before her. "Good morning everyone. How are you all today?" She asks with a kind smile.

Michael opened his mouth to speak first, but someone else beat him to it.

"Hi, Y/n! It's been ages since we last talked!" Cassius. They stood from their chair and walked towards Y/n, and taking her hands in theirs. "When I heard you were going to joining father's council, I almost couldn't believe it! Well, almost couldn't believe that you weren't invited sooner. You do play a pretty important part around here."

"Yeah, seriously. Pretty sure Heaven would have more than a few problems if not for your guidance." Leroy says.

"What matters is, she's here now." Said Michael. "And because of that, Heaven's future will be heading on the right path."

Y/n's smile became a bit more genuine. "I'll be sure to do my best."

"You better, otherwise we're all done for." Azrael teases, which earned a sharp look from Leo. "Enough, Azrael." He says firmly.

"Ah, lighten up Leo, I'm just playing around." Azrael leans back in his seat. "We all know she can handle it. I mean, she wouldn't have gotten this far if she were utterly useless right?"

"Azrael." Leo warns, but Azrael just laughs it off. "Come on, Y/n knows I have faith in her. Right?"

Y/n shifts awkwardly. "I hope so." She laughs lightly.

"Pay him no mind, Y/n." Gabriel spoke up. "You are here for a reason. Father believes you can better guide Heaven alongside us. Your gift of the seeing the future is special, it's important. You are important, to all of us, and to the countless souls of Heaven."

"Thank you, Gabriel. That means a lot." Y/n says with a warm smile.

Just then, the doors opened again, and in walked God with Galim at his side. Everyone became quiet as they stood from the seats as God entered further into the room. He took his place at the head of the table before speaking.

"Good morning everyone. I hope all of you are doing well. Let's get this meeting started, shall we?" He spoke. Everyone nods before seating.

There was a slight stretch of silence before God spoke again. "Now....What was the meeting about again?"

Galim, along with a few others sighed in defeat and slight annoyance. Did...Did he actually forget? Y/n watches in silence.

"The exorcist angels, your Heavenly Grace. We are to discuss what must be done with them." Galim tells God.

"Oh! That's right!" God chuckles. "Well, how about you take it from here then? I feel as if I need to be caught up again as well."

Galim nods before clearing their throat. "As you all know, there has been an army of exorcist angels that had been kept secret from Heaven for many years. An army only few knew about. Those being, the late first man Adam, his lieutenant Lute, and the head Seraphim Sera." They continue.

"The proposal was first discussed with Lucifer Morningstar. Once agreed by both him and Sera, Adam was given the ok to raise an army of exorcists, that would once every year, portal to Hell and slaughter it's inhabitants. All in hopes to keep Hell's population controlled."

"As of recent events, the council has decided to put an end to the exterminations along with the army. We have lost many souls to the exterminations, even if they were exorcists. Adam was among those souls." Galim looks to Y/n.

"And with the trusted guidance of Y/n, it was fated that any further exterminations would prove to lead to a terrible future for Heaven and it's people."

Y/n stiffened at the mention of her name, but she kept herself composed as Galim continues.

"Now, we must decide what is to be done with what remains of the exorcists."

"Very good Galim!" God claps. Galim awkwardly smiles.

Michael is the first to speak. "The exorcists won't fit into society so easily. Their whole lives, they had been trained to kill. Aggression and violence is all they know."

"Then what do you suppose we do? Lock them all away? There's hundreds of them." Said Gabriel.

"We could always have them banished to Hell." Said Azrael. "After all, they did go against Heaven by keeping their bloodshed a secret."

"Them, and Sera." Said Joel. "If Sera were not such an important figure, banishment would be a fitting punishment."

"Of course, that would spark panic amongst the civilians." Leo sighed. "There is nothing we could say to explain just why the head Seraphim was casted out of Heaven. Sera would be gone forever, regardless of what we say. And people will become suspicious. And their suspicions will lead to fear if they ever knew the truth."

"I believe we should try and give those exorcist a chance." Cassius speaks next. "One last chance to prove their souls are worth saving."

Y/n listened as they converse among themselves, she was unsure of when she should speak. But also, she was somewhat captivated by the council in action like this.

God took note of her silence, he raised his hand, and everyone quickly became silent. "Y/n? What do you propose we do?"

Y/n froze. What should she say? She didn't want those angels to be banished. She didn't want Sera to be banished either. But could they adapt to a new way of life? Would they even consider it?

"I...I do not particularly favor the idea of banishment." Y/n spoke truthfully. "However, I am unsure of what their reactions will be to fitting in with Heaven's society. Their violent tendencies, their bloodlust, all of it must disappear if they are to join within civilization. And I don't know how easy that will be for them or if they will even like the idea." She took a minute to think.

"I suppose I can look into the future for an answer." She suggests. God nods his head. "If you must."

Y/n closes her eyes, the path of the near future open ahead. In the future, she saw some of the angels agreeing to leave their life of bloodshed behind. But most...most will not comply. Which will lead to one of two things.

The angels who will not give up their old habits will spend eternity locked away from the rest of Heaven. Or...

Banishment. They will all be casted out of Heaven, and never return to Heaven's light.

Then she saw Lute. Y/n looked further to see what might become of her. Adam's death took a heavy toll on her, surely, she would choose to stick with what she has always known. Murdering demons.

However. That is not what Y/n saw for her future. Instead, Y/n saw Lute complying along with the few angels. Choosing a life in Heaven, free from the bloodshed.

Y/n opened her eyes, brows furrowed in confusion. It was that easy? Lute would go along with it just like that? Even after witnessing Adam's death at the hands of the very creatures she hates?

It was that easy?

"Y/n?" God spoke.

Y/n looked up. "U-Um." She cleared her throat. "Very few will agree to live freely with the other civilians of Heaven. Most must be locked away or banished. However, it is up to us to decide which it will be."

"Thank you, Y/n." God says before turning his attention back to the rest of the council. Y/n barely paid any attention throughout the remainder of the meeting.

She was too busy thinking about Lute, and the odd feeling she got whenever she looked into her future...

Suddenly the doors to the meeting room burst open. Shocked, everyone looked towards the entrance, and saw a frantic angel who panted every breath.

"Your heavenly grace!" The angel began. "I have urgent news from the head Seraphim!"

God narrows his eyes, but nods his head. "Go on." He tells the angel. They sucked in a lung full of air before delivering the news.

"A sinner has passed divine judgement and entered Heaven!"

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Bridgerton folks, welcome to the fifth episode of "the night Colin become Daddy", we have this chapter and another one on Saturday, which will have a rather interesting inversion of roles 👀

Then on next Monday, we'll start will Pirate!Colin. Enjoy the warm and fuzzy feeling of this one!!

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Pen could only recall that moment afterwards, as for once during that night, her brain truly stopped working and she just felt.

As her brain went all mushy for the multiple orgasms and the trust she put in him, her entire body was so full of love she almost choked herself on it.

She felt tender and raw, as she looked into Colin's eyes, her brain slowly catching up to her body. Colin kisses her slowly, and when he rise to let her go, her arms went immediately to block him.

"I'm too heavy, Pen," he said but she shook her head. She didn't want him to leave, a terror she had never know taking hold of her, just as strong as it was her euphoria moments ago.

He looked at her, and luckily he did his research because he recognized she was probably coming out of subspace. He stay there for some minutes (not that was a hardship) and relaxed into her arms, cuddling her as much as he could. Also praising her continuosly as he also needed to touch her.

Eventually, he managed to get up, take a blanket, a bottle of water, some snacks and some tissues.

Next time he would bring everything near their bed, so it was ready for their aftercare sessions (look at him, he didn't even wanted, now he wants to do it again).

He got into the bed again and Pen held him like a lifeline. He kissed the top of her head.

"You did so well love," he said as he coaxed her into drinking a bit and eating some if the snacks. He did the same.

Knowing it was too much too talk just now, he allowed her to just share their space together and cuddle for quite some time. There was time to talk, in the days after.

The did talk about it, some days after.

Pen opened up about her experience. "You were a marvel. I felt so cared and safe in your arms."

Colin asked if he did something she didn't like but she could not recall such a thing.

She was a bit sore the day after, that's true, but a good sore.

And then Colin said he wanted to try it as well. She smiled. Her sensitive man.

"You seemed so in peace, and I could feel all your love Pen, I could feel it".

She kissed him. "What did I do to deserve you it's a mystery to me," she said as they hugged each other.

They would try also with Colin in the sub role. Only Pen now was going to do exactly what Colin did with her.

"Let the teasing begin," she whispered in his ear before smirking.

Colin growled. He was going to lose his head so quickly...

Tbc

[starythewriter]

Jack Harlow X you- VMAS

TW: CREAMPIE. Breeding.

You step out of a black bently. Feeling the shiny exterior as you stepped out with Jack Harlow trailing closely behind you. He had a big bright flashy smile and so did you. The both of you decided to hold hands. Quickly you saw fans and paparazzi swirling all around you but you both kept walking to enter the VMAs. Today was a giant night one where you and Jack would see your dreams come into fruition, this night would mark a moment in history so life changing.

You and Jack made 2 different hit songs once was named “astronomy” this was a soft hiphop song mixed with some heavy rap. The cover had the both of you in it. This was the story of 2 lovers who loved eachother very much but who were spilt apart and trying to find eachother in almost you could say another life.

The 2nd song. Was called “Triángulo amoroso” which was somewhat reflective of what was happening to you as you were close with Jack at the same time you were near Maluma. You remember when Maluma took you out to date and you were both at a giant restaurant with an amazing rose garden.

You kept walking entering the vmas quickly rushing over and sitting next to Maluma. You and Jack held hands under the table smiling. “I’m excited I already feel like tonight will be just a great night especially because I’m spending it with you Jack”

“I know and by the way you look fabulous you went all out with your look.” Said Jack with a flashy smile he grinned from ear to ear feeling a little spicy already he wanted you all for him. “Thank you” you smiled slowly doing the triangle method with your eyes.

“Y- you… your so fucking… se- sexy” he stuttered loosing his composure. He smiled nervously quickly recentering himself tightening his grasp on your hand as you both watched the announcements.

��Next up is Triángulo amoroso best rap song of the year” they announced he got up you followed him as the both of you cheered and laughed.

You walked up with him holding hands “thank you so much. To my parents mom and dad I love you, to our DJs and producers to Jack Harlow… for just being amazing my people and being so welcoming. Thank you to all of the wonderful people on my team.”

You said with a bright smile “thank you Y/N and my mom, my dad. Thank you so much to the recording academy. Thank you to my friends and my entire family. Thank you to everyone who supported me and kept me safe.

This night has been a true honor and I wanted to give props to Y/N for the amount of support and hard work Y/N put into this record our producers and just everybody. I hope you all continue to enjoy our music and just know we have something special coming soon”

You both finished your speeches smiling and laughing heading off of the stage onto the afternoon party.

You walked toward a table, but Jack grabbed your arm “we’ve waited long enough darling” he whispered he pulled you closer to a stall and the both of you hid in there locking the door so no one could get into your secret stall.

“Ah-“ you heard Jack groan as you kissed him. You both made out you felt his smooth pale skin.

You slowly raised his shirt touching his bare V line making him gasp.

You kissed him moaning. He sat down on a chair you slowly grinded against him taking off your shirt, he slowly did the same kissing your stomach.

You moaned feeling hotter and hotter by the second. You both were exploring eachothers minds through your eyes.

You kissed him, he kissed you. You slowly took off your clothing along with him.

“Relax” he whispered slowly placing his cock inside of you. Making you moan loudly.

You started to kiss his neck, slowly leaving a HICKY he groaned making you moan,

“I love your groans” you said. Slowly riding him faster causing him to groan again. He stared into your soul as you both felt amazing…

You both felt almost as if you were in a whole new world among the stars in just pure pleasure.

You kept riding him you couldn’t stop… not that you wanted to. He once again groaned your name bucking his hips along with yours.

“You’re so tight” he said with a growl fucking you harder. You grabbed onto him the hardest you’ve ever done so, mentally claiming him as yours.

Almost as if he read your mind he whispered “I’m all yours” you moaned feeling horny… “I know…. You’re all fucking mine…. But act like it don’t just say it”

You said teasing him still piercing his back with your nails drawing out blood. He bucked his hips into yours even harder groaning endlessly into your ear.

“How about it? Someone can’t take this.” He said smirking as he fucked you ruthlessly you both moaned and groaned with no intend to stop,

You looked into his eyes feeling magic, you both went as fast as possible as you hit your peak… you both moaned eachothers names.

He grabbed your hand intertwining your fingers and kissing you “I’m yours forever”

“I know missionary Jack”

“Oh you haven’t seen missionary yet. Just wait” he whispered.

You both started into eachothers eyes feeling so much love.

“We almost created a whole new universe” you giggled teasing him. “I know…”

He said giggling.

The end

[s0nia246]

A NiGHTS au idea

So I got this idea. It's been 16 years since Journey of Dreams came out. In my story I wrote it's been the same amount of time since a visitor came to the Nights Dimension. Pov your NiGHTS waiting for Sega to make another game.

I also wrote a story:

Something was following me. I don't know what, but I knew I shouldn't have watched that YouTube video before going to bed.

The sound of groaning my name from the other room had started out as background noise, and after a while, it seemed more like the sound of the sea coming in through the open windows. It was getting louder now, and my eyes opened wide at the sudden intrusion of another person into my bedroom, something that I would normally never permit. I sat up immediately and glared down at the intruder.

A shadowy entity that was not entirely humanoid stood there, with its hand outstretched towards me. As I looked on, the figure turned out to be a woman who appeared to be dressed entirely in black. Her skin was so dark it was almost purple, her hair hung loosely around her shoulders, and she bore a look of utter horror upon her face.

I scrambled away as fast as possible from the person standing in front of my bed, and she quickly grabbed my wrist. My heart pounded as she pulled me towards herself and began to murmur in an unknown language.

She kept trying to speak the same foreign syllables over and over again, as though they were being forced to escape from the depths of her throat.

I struggled to break free from her grasp as she began to drag me across the floor, pulling me by my wrist and causing my bare feet to scrape against the stone floors. Her grip became more desperate as she pulled harder and harder until I finally managed to wrench myself away.

As I ran, a bright light flashed in my face. A loud buzzing noise sounded throughout the small room, and I felt a strange force pull me forward until suddenly my feet hit stone bricks. In front of me was a large gate, and I stumbled forward as the door slammed shut behind me.

"Took long enough for a visitor to show up."

The voice echoed from in front of me, sounding slightly familiar. When I looked around, I saw someone sitting on broken fountain stones on top of a ruined statue of head resting in their hands. I walked forward, but as I got closer, I realized how tall this person was and how beautiful it was. My breath caught in my throat as their blue eyes so captivating ly met mine and held them. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. They were too much. It's too perfect. They were...

"Hey, you starstruck little thing, are you gonna talk? Are you even listening?"

My mind snapped out of whatever daze I'd been in. I shook my head slightly and blinked rapidly.

"Sorry I was just....where am I?" I asked. "Why am I here?"

The stranger raised their eyebrows at me and spoke in a mocking tone. "You're at the Dream Gate, kid," they said. "You can thank me later when we take care of these pesky things.”

With that, they gestured towards the door next to me, and it began to glow a deep, unnatural red color. A series of images came flooding from inside, and I tried desperately to shield my eyes from the sudden onslaught.

"I can't see!" I shouted frantically. “What do I do?”

“You're doing fine,” the stranger replied. They leaned over me and pressed their thumb firmly onto my forehead, as if they intended to physically remove my headache.

“Just relax. You'll be safe."

When the images stopped, I took a step back away from them and sighed, massaging my head.

“That's much better,” the stranger said, as they floated around me around me like some sort of demented cloud. “Hey have you ever wanted to fly?"

I stared at the stranger for a moment and then slowly began to nod my head.

“No,” I said quietly.

“Never.”I shuddered as they placed one hand lightly on my shoulder.

“What!?!??" The stranger exclaimed, clearly shocked by my reaction. “Don't tell me, you've never thought about it?”

I hesitated before nodding again. I wasn't sure I wanted to say the words aloud, but I decided there was no harm in telling them since they already thought I was crazy anyway.

“Yes. I’ve been thinking about it.”

“Of course you have!” the stranger said excitedly as though they hadn't known that all along. "Do you wanna fly right now?" They said, sounding way too excited.

I stared back at them with my mouth open. “How..”

"We'll dualizing of course."

“Dualizing?” I whispered, feeling confused. "What is that?"

"Dualizing" allows our bodies to assimilate with one another. It's better if I just show you." The stranger held out their palm towards me, and when I didn't move, they frowned at me.

“Hey,” they said, looking annoyed. “Are you just gonna stand there, or do you want to learn how to fly?”

"We'll you haven't introduced yourself yet!" I blurted out. I didn't really expect an answer, given my behavior earlier.

Instead, however, the stranger's lips curled into a soft smile, and they gave me a wink.

"You're quite rude, aren't you?" they said with a laugh as they reached out and gently touched my arm.

"My name is NiGHTS ."

"It's nice to meet you, NiGHTS," I said, placing my hand tentatively on theirs.

[koisuko]

Could I request reader as a cat, but with the mk 1 girls?

Absolutely! (Forgive me this is long overdue and has been sitting in my drafts, im slowly losing my passion and motivation for mk1 content im sorry jehfjsjf)

Pov: You are a cat (pt4)

how the mk1 characters react to you as a stray cat, one with an oddly familiar/fitting name

part 1, part 2, part 3, bonus

Tw: none, gn, platonic, kitty cat

Ft: Mileena, Kitana, Sindel, Li Mei, Tanya

Mileena

Ever since her mother past, even if her soul was safe with her father, she found it hard to find the time to grieve. It wasn’t the same, not being able to speak to her, hug her, learn from her. And now, the newly passed duties of empress was thrown on her by circumstance, taking up nearly her entire day.

When in the solace of her room, hidden away from prying eyes, even for just a moment, she would let a tear slip down her cheek. All the inner turmoil collected into that single drop, and staining the silky case of her pillow.

All the struggle was slowly healed when you came along, trotting happily into the castle with your tail held high. You were a stray, with your once soft black fur now dirty and matted. She took pity on you, feeling the need to care for you tugging at the strings of her aching heart. And so she did, finding an almost therapeutic rhythm when brushing your shiny coat. Upon finding the small tag dangling on your neck, she was baffled to see it read ‘Tanya’. She almost giggled at it, such a bizarre coincidence to find a gentle companion with the same name as her lover.

During the nights, when the peace and quiet is a luxury earned, she lays on her satin sheets in deep thought. You, her new found friend, curled into a small ball against her side. Your purrs vibrate through her waist, bringing out a soft sigh of content from her lips. “Thank you, Tanya,” she whispered, “you’ve done a wonderful job fending off the sadness that plagues me.” She gently stroked your back, reaching up to scratch behind your ears. Both of you, at peace even for a moment, slipped into a dreamless slumber.

Kitana

It was hard watching her sister, watching her lack the time to grieve, watching her suffer in silence and create a fake facade of happiness in front of the people. Kitana wasn’t as high status as her, so she could afford just a little time alone, something she was grateful for. If she could, she would take her place, even for a moment to allow her some freedom.

Even with the time she had, she still missed her mother greatly. It was too early, unnatural even for her mother to be gone. She almost felt lost, lacking her mother’s usual guidance and watchful eye was akin to a motherless fawn.

It had been a normal day, tending to duties, but a particularly sad day. A day filled with heavy sorrow, the stages of grief hitting Kitana like a train. Her sister is busy, tending to duties as a new empress, and this left her feeling empty and alone. Never the less, she kept a neutral expression through out the day, even a small smile for the cherry on top.

But as night came, she’d sit out in the courtyard, here eyes to the stars above. She’d whisper to the night sky, one prayer at a time, for the safety of her family and the palace. A sudden rustle of a nearby bush breaks her from her thoughts. She approaches with a perplexed expression, “who’s there?” No answer, instead, the bushes rustle once more in response. Kitana took another step closer, cautious and ready, her heart slightly racing with impending adrenaline. To her surprise, a small fluffy feline emerged from the shrubbery, tilting its head in her direction.

“Mreow,” you purred, a simple human translation to a hello. She lowered her stance, relaxing at the sight of you, “hello little one,” she cooed. You chirped in response, trotting over to rub against her legs, looking up with your big adorable eyes. She giggled, there is simply no resisting the pleading gaze of a friendly feline. As if she read your mind, she gingerly scooped you up into her arms, cradling you close to her chest. While doing so, her fingers grazed the hem of your collar, causing her to retract for a moment in surprise. When looking closer, the collar read ‘Sindel’ in a intricate cursive engraving. She gently traced the letters with her fingers, as if committing it to memory. Her eyes welled with tears, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. She sniffled, nuzzling her face into your fur with a sigh, “I miss you, mother.”

Sindel

To be reunited with her husband was one thing, but to be inside his body as a spirit was another. Death wasn’t at all as expected, she felt the cold sensation and loss of feeling that came with it, but did not go to some whimsical after life. Considering the death of the forest of souls, there was no going there. A shame, really, she wanted to experience it for herself. But, considering she was with her husband once more, it felt safer than the forest.

The best she could describe it would be, feeling whole again, realizing a part of her that she was missing. She felt a strange connection between her and the other spirits there, as if a cord interlocked them at the core. Every feeling, every thought, it was all shared between them as a collective. Negativity didn’t exist, all the fear and longing she once felt, was gone now.

There was a place where everyone was a physical, walking around in a blank plane of white and fog. This is where she could be with her husband, reunited once again in pure bliss. The area was endless, even if you chose to walk continuously, you would never reach an end.

Sindel sat near the edge of the group, waiting for her husband to return once again. She looked off into the endless pool of white, deep in thought. She could see the memories of her past life, memories of her children, husband, and the kingdom. All the memories skimming over her brain like a slide show, all the way up to her untimely death. Reaching down, she gingerly caressed the wound where the katana had struck and killed her. She could remember the look of dread and sorrow on her daughter’s face, but proud was the only thing she could feel. Sindel could see the progress Mileena and Kitana have made through Jared’s eyes, and regardless if she could tell them or not, she was beyond overjoyed.

A sudden presence beside her lured her out of her trance. When she looked, she was surprised to see you, the spirit of a small house cat. It was unusual to see animals here, but never has it been unwelcome. Perhaps the others have not noticed you, as usually they would flock to an animal newcomer. She smiled down at you, admiring the beauty of your coat while you groom your paw in silence. You turned your head in response, looking up at her with one big eye, the other closed off as a token of your past life. You could sense that she was waiting, and decided to keep her company. You stood, stretching your back before trotting over to her. You didn’t hesitate, making yourself right at home on Sindel’s lap. There was no protest from her, instead, she placed a gentle hand on your back and stroked her fingers through your fur. It had been quite some time since you had been pet, your past life lacking the love and care you craved so much. If only Sindel had found you when you both were alive, she would surely take you in as her own. She scratched the top of your head, eliciting a soft purr of satisfaction from you. Sindel continued to wait for her husband, watching memories flow by, but this time with a new friend.

Li Mei

Li Mei practically watched Sindel’s daughters grow up from small infants to young women. She nearly felt her eyes well with tears, watching the coronation of Mileena through blurred eyes. Even if she gained the role through circumstance, she was still unbelievable proud.

It was unfortunate, downright depressing, losing the best friend she had just got back. After years of pleading with Sindel, working so hard to regain her trust after Jared’s passing, she had finally rebuilt the bond once broken. Only for the untimely death of her best friend, regaining her best friend’s husband in her place. Although, it was a relief to learn from Jared that she had safe passage to an afterlife of some sort. And, she was happy to hear that they were reunited, even if it was through failed dark magic.

After her promotion for her heroic acts, she felt alone and home sick. She felt wrong in the place as chief of imperial police, missing the streets of Sun Do where she kept peace for so many years. Now, she sat in her office as a newly reinstated first constable, mindlessly dragging the pen across parchment. She had taken up journaling, a simple way to vent out the everyday frustrations of police work, and to pass time on off days where crime was minimal. Paperwork from the days criminals had stacked neatly in the corner of the desk, a small lamp hovered over the various journal papers. She sighed, setting the pen down and leaning back in her seat. Stretching her back with a satisfying pop before making way to the exit of her office.

A sudden shrill shriek startled Li Mei, nearly sounding like a child screaming for help. At this time of night? She swiftly ran to a nearby alleyway where she was surprised to see the source of the sound was a cat fight between strays. One was much larger, covered in fluffy orange fur, and the other a small and scrawny brown tabby. The smaller one let out a meek hiss, while the larger one raised a paw ready to strike. You bolted behind Li Mei’s leg, having accidentally stumbled into the territory of a large Tom cat. He was aggressive, fiercely defending his home and potential breeding area, to which you wanted no part of and simply made your way here by curiosity alone. As the Tom cat made an attempt to run towards you, Li Mei stomped her foot, “hey! Quit the scuffle.” The Tom cat hesitated at first, giving you one last hiss before running back through the alley where it came from. Li Mei brought her attention to the small tabby hidden behind her, lowering to crouch beside you, “quite the predicament you got yourself into hm?” She brought her hand to your eye level, to which you gave it a gentle sniff. Paper, ink, and a small amount of roast lingered on her skin, remnants of her lunch eliciting a heavy pang in your stomach. “Are you hungry?” She frowned, studying the current state of your boney ribs and dirtied fur. You meowed, your eyes large in a pitiful beg for a scrap of satiation. She smiled, scooping you up in her arms, “let’s get some dinner in you little one,” walking back into the headquarters. She felt a strange fabric on your neck, the dirt covering making it nearly impossible to notice at first. Attached to it, was a small metal heart, rusted and covered in mud. Upon wiping it with her thumb, the words on it read “umgadi”. She giggled, “my past comes back to me.” From then on, you made several returns to her for food and protection, until eventually, you were adopted by her with open arms.

Tanya

When she wasn’t with Mileena, majority of her time was occupied by the duties of leader of the Umgadi. Being at such a high rank, and rebuilding the Umgadi from the ground up to be reformed from a few rotten apples, had kept her a very busy woman. Tanya made sure to thoroughly wring out every pupil to keep out the rats who conspire against both the Umgadi principles, and the kingdom itself.

Tanya stride down the hallways of the palace, her heels clicking against the pristine floors of the Umgadi barracks. She held an air of confidence, her head held high and eyes straight ahead. She smiled as the gentle snores of her sisters reached her ears, the peaceful sound of slumber fading slightly with every step. She had an objective in mind, her feet carrying her to the palace gardens where her lover waits.

Upon arriving, just at the entrance, two small cats walked side by side with their tails wrapped over each other. They seemed so peaceful, enjoying each other’s company under the starlit sky. She hadn’t meant to intrude, but once noticed by the two felines, one had bolted into a nearby hedge. The one remaining, a small calico, had looked at her with curiosity. You did not run, instead, you sat right where you were, to convey that you were not afraid. Tanya smiled, lowering herself to a crouch and reaching a hand in your direction, “it’s alright, I won’t harm you.” You sniffed the air, catching a whiff of her scent, the smell akin to a sunlit field of flowers with a hint of honey. You slowly approached, your neck elongated to sniff her outstretched hand without risking too much. She smiled, tilting her head with curiosity, “what’s your name, little one?” You lifted your head, just enough for her to catch a glimpse of a name on your collar. It read, “Mileena”. She smirked at the engraving, “what a beautiful name.”

[bloody-peach]

Alternate scene from 'The Sun Always Shines on TV (Hazbin Hotel: Vox x Reader)

@omniuravity @fatgumsurpremacy-remastered @neonvehk

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When Extermination Day came, you were just leaving the porn studio from a long night of doing re-shoots. The bell rang and you felt your heart sink. You tried to look where to hide, pushing your way through the screaming crowd. You pass by the electronics shop when you hear a familiar voice. "Y/N! Over here!" You turned and saw Vox's face on a screen. "Vox! It's time! Extermination Day! Oh my god, what do I do?!" "Listen to me, you're not too far from Velvette's place. Go to her place and stay with her there, she already knows to look out for you. I'll get there as soon as I can. Ok?" You nod, tears in your eyes. He sees your fear and says in a comforting voice before signing off, "It'll be okay, Y/N. I won't let them hurt you."

With that, you push through the crowd more and look around for Velvette. You knew where she lived, somewhat. Vox took you there a few times to get new clothes. But in this crowd, it was difficult to see. You see a few angels flying through the air, and you hoped none of them noticed you. "Y/N!" You turn and you see Velvette standing by a door, motioning you to hurry inside. You quickly go in, just barely missing being caught by an angel. You leaned on Velvette and gripped on her sweater. "Hey, hey, easy sweetheart, breathe," Velvette said calmly.

Velvette had you sit on her couch as she prepared some tea to help you relax. You were always able to rely on her for anything if Vox wasn't there. You got along great with her, she would call you things like 'darling' or 'sweetheart' and she soon ended up caring for you like a little sibling. Today was no different.

She sat next to you once she sat the cups at the coffee table and she held your hand and rubbed your back to comfort you. She had the news on which was broadcasting the entire event. You could barely hear Katie Killjoy talking to a ground reporter since you were still coming down from the adrenaline. You saw an announcer say 'this program was brought to you by VoxTek' and you had a horrifying thought.

Vox was still out there, trying to get to you. What if he gets caught and...

Velvette put her hand on your shoulder, breaking your train of thought. You look at her and see her smiling warmly, "Don't you worry, darling. Vox knows how to get past angels flawlessly. He'll be just fine." She did know Vox very well, so that did calm your nerves a bit.

But the bump on the door caused you to flinch and cling to her in fear, her holding you with a bit of that same fear. The door opened and closed, and then there were fast footsteps coming from the hallway. Could it be an angel breaking in? Whatever it was, it was quickly coming closer...

Vox ran into the room, panting and with a fearful look on his face. Before anyone could speak, you quickly got up and ran to him, hugging him tightly. "Vox!!" You cried. Vox grabbed you and held you, causing your emotions to crash over you as the adrenaline finally left you. "Shh, shh, it's okay now, Y/N. I'm here. You're safe. You're..safe..."

You could hear tears choked up in his voice and he hugged you tightly as you both dropped to your knees. He tried to hold back his tears, but he couldn't.

He could've lost you. When he heard the bells ring, he was so scared. He needed to find you and take you home. He couldn't lose you. He couldn't. Not you. He scanned every television in the district to find you and was so relieved when he did. He rushed out the door and ran towards the studio. And now that you were here in his arms, where he knew you were safe, he started to break down. His screen started to glitch and his audio started to skip as he tried to control himself. He was usually an narcissistic egomaniac, caring about himself, but when it came to you..it was all different. He needed you.

"Vox.."

"Y/N..please...stay with me...don't go...I love you..please..."

Those words made you cry even more, out of joy now.

"Vox...I love you too..."

"Y/N.."

After a few moments, Velvette said, "Aww, how sweet. About time you finally admitted it." This caused the both of you to stop crying, feeling a bit embarrassed. Especially Vox, he forgot Velvette was right there. "Well, now that you're here, best you stay for the night. I got a spare bedroom down the hall you can use. No need to thank me." Velvette touched your shoulder and smiled, happy for you. "Now get some rest, you two. You're both more strung out than a crackhead."

With that, you and Vox stayed the night and you both ended up forgetting about the world and what was happening outside and replaced the distant screams with panting, moans, and words of love.

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[ashprince-of-bel-air]

Treasure: Part 3

A few days had transpired since your incident with Caracalla, you had not been allowed to leave Emperor Getas chambers since the moment you saw him storm out, a fury upon him that could rival that of the God Mars. Geta had returned to you that same evening, only hours later, his brow furrowed in pure frustration, only later you had heard from a servant that their mother hand managed to intervene and stop the violence. You had been pacing the room when he returned, anxiously biting your nails praying to all the Gods that he would come back unscathed. Once you laid eyes upon his you felt the tension in your chest dissipate, your shoulders relaxing and a happy sigh leaving your lips, you were relieved he was untouched and not covered in blood. It wasn’t clear to you when you had started to feel this way for him, not noticing when his presence caused your heart to flutter and waiting on bated breath for hours hoping that he would summon you to his chambers, this emotion for him creeped up on you slowly. Moments pass in silence as you both look at one another, Geta was stood in awe of you, the visage of you fretting so terribly over him was an image he wanted to commit to memory, it was enrapturing to him, he had never had someone show such care and devotion towards him, seeing that come from you, his precious treasure, nay, his goddess, changed something inside of him. He marched towards you and pulled you into his arms, holding you as if he was scared you would disappear at any moment, he buried his face into your neck, you could feel his voice rumble against your skin. “My little dove.” It was said with such unwavering affection that you could not help but smile against him, you stroked your hands up and down his back affectionately  to reassure him, you had no plans of leaving him, not now you felt this way for him.

Boredom had started to take a hold of you now, you missed the walks around the palace you used to take daily and your weekly trip to the library to choose a few books for the week, Geta did not understand your restlessness, he had made sure that you would want for nothing, what could you want that he could not give you? The third day confined to his quarters you had sighed softly and mentioned missing the library, at a moments notice he had the servants fetch you practically the entire contents of the library to peruse at your leisure in his room, this gesture from him was not enough to abate your restlessness, you wanted to be there in person, scanning the books yourself.

 Pacing the room back and forth became a daily habit after day three, you wanted a release; to go outside and enjoy the cool summer air again in the palace gardens and visit the flowers you enjoyed watering. Asking Geta about having a small semblance of freedom was out of the question, the day of the incident with Caracalla he told you that he was going to keep you here, to keep you safe, this way he could ensure that nobody would touch or harm you again. Safe wasn’t what you felt, you felt like a little white dove trapped in a golden cage. You knew he held some sort of affection towards you, you had felt it when you were both embraced in each other’s arms, if he cared for you at all maybe he would listen to your request at leaving the room for a brief period of time.

The sun began to set in the sky, you watched it dip below the horizon from the window in Geta’s chambers, awaiting his return for the night. The chamber doors swung open, Emperor Geta walked in, his shoulders slumped after having a long day. You watch from the chaise long as Geta sits upon the bed, his head in his hands out of frustration. Seeing how frustrated he looks you get up and walk over to him, walking around the bed and climbing onto it, you move forward so that you are knelt behind him and your soft hands massaging his weary shoulders. It was an intimate gesture that you had taken a risk on, you wanted to be close and wanted him to let you in, wanting to ease his worries every night. Thankfully you hear a happy sigh, Geta enjoying the pressure of your hands on his back, massaging away all his worries, grateful of your tender touch. A few minutes pass as your massage his shoulders, easing the stress of the day away and you feel his hand upon one of yours. Geta grabs your hand gently, pulls it forward and kisses your knuckles softly, Geta had always been a generous lover to you, this level of affection was a shock to you, he had never been this tender before.

Geta feels your body stiffen at his tender kisses on your hand and turns to face you, a look of pure adoration in his eyes, it wasn’t a look you even thought he was capable of. Smirking softly, he kneels on the bed in front of you, pulling your arm forward and kissing his was upward, savouring the taste of your skin with each kiss until he makes his way to your neck where he buries his face. Feeling Geta kiss up your arm and nuzzle into your neck was a new feeling of intimacy and you let out a soft moan, your hand now holding his head against your neck and softly gripping his hair.

You feel the vibrations of a chuckle against your neck and feel his strong arms wrap around you, holding you tightly against him, you smile softly and tilt your head so that he has further access to your neck that he is currently nuzzled against. A smile breaks across Geta’s lips as he kisses and bites your neck, he had been planning for a few days and now he could tell you, his voice in a seductive tone vibrated against your skin. “I’m going to make you my Empress.”

[adashulaz]

Shiro felt his knees give out when his eyes fell onto Adam. His vision blurred as he took in the sight of Adam. Adam's hair was longer, brushing past his collarbones. Scars wrapped around Adam's throat, going up the side of his face and past his hairline, leaving a large spot on the side of Adam's head devoid of any hair. Adam was missing an ear and an eye while part of his nose seemed to be missing. Shiro's eyes moved to where Adam sat, a wheelchair that was sat in front of a window. Adam was missing part of one leg and the other was gone completely, it was the same way with his arms but he still had one hand.

Adam was only missing one finger on his remaining hand, his ring finger. Shiro let out a choked sob, leaning forwards a bit. His forehand was close to touching the ground as he sobbed. “I'm so sorry Adam, I didn't mean for this to happen. I wanted to come back, I wanted to stay, I promise.” Shiro’s words came out incoherent. His tears hit the floor as he tried to breathe through the sobs but he only choked on his own tears.

“I tried to return you, I never wanted to lose you.” Shiro felt like he couldn't control himself anymore, his entire being exposed to all of the dangers that could come for him. All for Adam, the one person he desperately wanted to see. He looked up at the sound of movement, Adam was closer, his hand reaching for Shiro. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I am so sorry Adam, you weren't meant to get caught in this.” Shiro froze when Adam's hand cupped his jaw, his hand trembling a bit. Shiro looked up at Adam, his head pounding.

Shiro felt as his bottom lip trembled when he saw the smile on Adam's face. “You came back to me.” The words came out quietly, barely audible. Shiro could only nod as he grabbed Adam's wrist weakly, leaning into Adam's touch. Shiro barely had any time to react when Adam was suddenly in his arms. Pushing himself out of his wheelchair and onto the ground with him. “Oh Takashi, you came back to me.” Shiro only stared at the empty seat as Adam wrapped his arms around his neck, holding him close. Shiro couldn't stop the sobs as he wrapped his arms around Adam, his face burying into Adam's neck.

“Oh my Takashi, you're home again.” Shiro squeezed Adam, his hands gripping Adam's shirt. Shiro felt himself relax a bit when Adam's hand went to the back of his head, an action Shiro was familiar with. “I'm home.” Shiro couldn't help but smile at that, he was home again. Shiro was back with Adam, his normal was finally his again.

Shiro hummed when Adam pulled away, his hand moving to cradle his face. Shiro leaned into the touch, his hand grabbing Adam's wrist loosely. His thumb brushed against the back of Adam's hand as his eyes fell shut. “I missed you.” Shiro let out a sob when Adam's thumb brushed against his cheekbone. Shiro tightened his hold on Adam's wrist a bit, pressing his cheek into Adam's palm. “Oh my Takashi, no need for tears. You're ok, you're home, safe and sound.” Shiro followed Adam's movement when Adam pulled him close. Shiro brought his free hand to Adam's hip before wrapping his arm around Adam's waist.

“You're home, safe and sound.” Shiro let go of Adam's wrist in favor of wrapping his arm around him. Adam only brought his hand to the back of Shiro's head again. He was home, he was safe. Shiro squeezed Adam, burying his face into Adam's neck. Shiro only sobbed as Adam held him, his tears wetting the skin. He felt like he couldn't stop crying for more than a few minutes before he would explode. “It's ok.” Shiro only tried to move closer into Adam, his hands balling his fists as he held onto Adam's shirt.

He's ok, he's home now, he's safe, he made it out.

[whitherwordswither]

03: Wrapped Up For Your Dreams

CW: Mentions of quitting life.

I don't know how long I remained in the blissful void of non-being. Some primal instincts that had been tucked deep, deep down whispered that I should be fighting this. But that voice was scattered about in a wind that blew cool across the surface of my body as my senses crawled back from the brink of nothingness.

It was like laying in a tub, letting the water drain away around you. When you want to remain, motionless, soaking up every last ounce of heat. Gradually, little by little, I felt the world around me coming to life. The soft grass beneath me and the warmth of a sun shining down. The breeze rolling languid and free… and the rustle of the trees. My eyes slowly blinked open, adjusting to a cloud speckled light blue expanse above. I had dreamt this scene many times before. A vast emerald meadow, sprawling eastward in to forever. Distant mountains stood in a hazy deep blue. Behind, a line of evergreens and willows, lilacs and birch. A calm space. A place I came to relax when the real world became too much.

Unhurried, I stretched, yawned, and sat up. That calm almost instantly came crashing down as my gaze fell from the heavens to behold the alien before me. The dreamscape glitched as my mind, in a panic, attempted to shift my consciousness. To abort. To awaken.

This wasn't a dream I was entirely in control of, however. The world settled as the plant smiled in what it probably felt was a non-threatening manner. "Now, now… don't be in such a rush to leave. Sit. You're safe here. This is your dreamscape, after all. I hope I picked the right one. It had a tranquil feel to it…"

It paused, head tilting as it shifted, watching me curiously. Like a cat watching a mouse it knew it had trapped, no doubt. My brain itched with the speed in which it was racing. Recollecting. Remembering. Retracing. This was the same plant-alien that had broken in to my house a couple nights prior just before I had been about to… run a force quit command on my existence. My legs buckled and I found myself seated back on the grass, staring, the saline sting of tears already welling in the corners of my eyes.

The plant made a sound, almost regretful in nature. It reached one of its vines out, paused, then drew it back. "I have cleared the neural blockages I so carefully put in place. You should have full access to your memories and emotions. I thought it best you be wholly aware so I can explain what---"

"Y-You didn't have… any right to… to take that choice away from me!" I scowled, rubbing at my eyes. It felt like the emotions that had been being held at bay were suddenly swarming all at once as I relived the last week of my life, leading up to what I had long planned.

"Oh, sweetling…" There was a hint of mirth swirling in the plant's eyes. "I have every right."

"No!" I clawed at my face, frustrated, then shoved my hands in to the grass, gripping and pulling. "No you don't! You can't just… you can't just show up, assume control, and take the things that make us who we are away!"

It seemed further tickled by my outburst, tips of vines brushing over its lips. "Tsk~ The things you speak of. That which make you who you are? They were driving you to destroy yourself. As we see it, you forfeit being able to decide for yourself the moment you chose to throw that away. Life is precious. It would be a shame to lose it when there is so much to look forward to~"

I shook, gritting teeth. I had made up my mind within the last couple weeks. After years and years of planning all the different ways I could go about it. Years of trying to convince myself of better days. Constantly fighting myself. Over and over and over again. I'd never had the courage… not until the other night. I thought for the longest time that I would never, could never, have that strength, however misguided it may have been. To attempt. As much as I had always wanted to depart. And now… I knew I wouldn't have it ever again. "What is there to look forward to!? You've seen the state of our world. The ways we've ruined it. How divided and awful our societies are. The way so many of us are just clawing through the grime and shit, day after day, trying to keep our threadbare lives from falling apart. And y-you… you just show up, take over and what? Think you're going to magically fix everything? Who the fuck do you think you are?!"

"Trimixthis. Fifth Bloom." The plant replied, almost automatically, expression blank. And then it smiled again a scant few seconds later. "Your planet was indeed in poor shape. That's why the Affini claimed it. Your governments were leading you to ruin, letting you drown in your own decay. There's nothing sadder than watching an entire species annihilate itself because it does not know how to thrive naturally. How to care for itself. … All your problems are ours now. And we're really… quite very good at fixing problems~"

"And if we don't want to be fixed…?" I shot Trimixthis a glare, then tore my eyes away. I wanted to keep staring. Something kept pulling my gaze back to the affini's body. In a strange way, these aliens were alluring to a degree that overrode rational sense.

"That's no longer your concern, little one~" The laugh they gave was bubbly and pleasant. "Many before your kind have been taken under our care and have been turned, from wilting upon the precipice of loss… to vibrant and flourishing. You will be no different. You will learn to thrive once again. You especially, I will make absolutely certain… Chloe." A vine stretched out and curled under my chin, holding my head. Maintaining eye contact.

I'd never told anyone just how much I loved that name. Chloe. I'd first heard it in an old black and white cartoon as a child. Part of me had since, always wanted to claim it for myself. Make it my own name. Hearing it now, on some other organism's lips, out loud, felt… right. I found myself staring in to the deep, swirling pools of Trimixthis' eyes. I'd been here before, hadn't I? Fixing to fall in as a sob hitched in my throat.

"I… was really… really ready… to go…" The tears felt hot and real as they slid down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do now. Every ounce, every part of me had turned to acceptance of what were supposed to be my final moments.

"Shhhh~ Shhh~ I know…" Another vine wiped at my face as Trimixthis settled nearer. A different warmth exuded from their body, inviting and comforting. All encompassing. Smothering. More vines began to lightly touch and tug, coaxing me to come closer. "Your world, the old world, wouldn't let you exist in the way you wished. There was no solid ground for you to stand on. There was nothing to hold on to. Those who swore to advocate for you did nothing. … You were alone."

"And now you don't have to be alone." They continued, caressing and making soft sounds. "I told you before, did I not? You are mine. Everything is going to be okay now. You don't have to fight any more. You don't have to struggle. I will be your tide. I will be your shore. You won't ever have to feel those awful feelings again. I will take all that needless misery away. I… will love you, little one~"

It felt like a metric ton of nonsense even despite knowing it could be true. The last two days had been nothing short of positive, blissed out pleasure and peace. And still, there were parts of me that wanted to thrash and push against it. "Why?" I managed to choke out.

"Silly pup~" Trimixthis trilled, brushing fronds over my hair. "Because you deserve it."

The dream world became a blur as emotions flooded my eyes. It broke my brain in indescribable ways. What was being offered was too much. Too good to be true. So sickeningly sweet that the very core had to be rotten. Right? If I didn't have a choice, what was the point in fighting? I could rest. All I had to do was submit.

"I…" I began to speak, but the dream suddenly collapsed and I was plunged in to the warm darkness of obscurity once more. Returned to the numb womb of sleep. A cacophony of whispers flittered about the very edges of my unconsciousness. Sweet nothings. Fragrant promises.

And then… silence.

[nerdieforpedro]

No Stops and No Pulling Out

Chapter Three of A Safe Place for Us Series

Dieter Bravo x Aisha Smith (black plus size AFAB)

My entire masterlist and blog are for readers 18+ MDNI. I do not consent to my work being used in AI, recommended on TikTok, borrowed or plagiarized.

Summary: Dieter arrives at Aisha’s place. He continues in his honesty and his Kit Kat responds in kind. The point of no return.

Warnings: All the smut basically, fingering, oral (f receiving), both of them being bossy and chatty? (What was I thinking? Was not. 🤭), unprotected P in V (wrap it up IRL), aftercare, a smidge of cum play?, cockwarming, cuddles 🥰

Word Count: about 1.6k

Notes: This chapter is very horny. Here we are, I’m no quite sure what so say other than I hope you enjoy. 😉😆 I laughed way too hard at my own warnings, but I think I covered everything.

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Once passed the threshold of her bedroom, she pushes Dieter onto the bed and drops her robe. The straps of her nightgown drop and expose one of her large breasts, the ones that Dieter has dreamt about. He’s laying across the bed removing his shirt and shimmying to the edge, he notices that she looks tense. Standing, Dieter takes one of her hands and kisses the back of it. “You’re sure you want to start now? Don’t seem excited at all Kit Kat.” His smirk earns the crack of a small smile, Aisha leans forward and kisses his cheek, his scruffy beard tickling her lips.

“Yeah I can. I said I could. And I do want to, it’s just going to change everything.” Placing her hand on his back, Bravo pulls down his pants and steps out of them. The first kiss to her neck has her exhale while with the next he earns his name cooed softly while he brings her over to the bed. Falling back, he beckons her to sit on his lap, but ends up pulling her because she was taking her time. A knee placed on the outside of his thighs, she’s spread for him. His hand guide her hips down to graze the head of his cock. He feels her slick entrance on his tip, licking his lips at the thought of being inside of her soon. “Dee, put it in.” Aisha’s nails are digging into Dieter’s shoulders.

“Not yet. I need you a lot more wet Aisha.” His middle finger quickly entered her head without warning and she yelped. “Sorry baby, but you’re not stretched and relaxed enough for me yet. I think you’ll enjoy the baby making process if I can get three in.” The perplexed look on her face made him start moving his finger slowly, having her ride it while she repeated his name and the soft curse of ‘fuck.’ “Same Ai. God this is so better than how I pictured it.” Pulling down both of nightgown straps, she lifted her breast to Dieter’s mouth.

“Stop talking and suck. Help me get there Dieter.” Nodding, his tongue warmed her nipple as her hips began to roll in his finger, Bravo fell back and Aisha did with him, straddling him as a second finger entered her moist core. Now making a vacuum around her chocolate pebble, Dee watched as her back started to arch and her hips began gyrating in circles. “M-More…ahh…almost…” Slipping a third finger in proved difficult as she was clenching his two so tightly, so he used his teeth to nab at her nipple. It was enough to have her drip down his hand and wrist as her body became rigid with her orgasm. Her full weight was on top of him as he held her. Panting for a few moments, Aisha was able to look up at Dieter and saw admiration on his face. She shouldn’t but she felt shy suddenly at him seeing such a different side of her.

“Didn’t know you liked to give commands like that in bed too. I just thought it was during movie nights and meals.” He jokes as she rolls off of him, still watching him. “What is it?”

“So…you love me and that’s why you want to help me have a baby Dieter?” He can tell she hasn’t quite accepted his words from her question. Why is he only good with them when they’re written by someone else?

“Because I love you I want to put a baby in you. Maybe two or three, we’ll see how the first one goes. You know I’d take care you and our kid right? Aisha you’re one of the few good things I have besides my Kit Kats, sobriety and my robe.” He turns to lay on his side and kisses her breast then forehead. “Now if you want me to continue, that nightgown is coming off, you’re keeping your legs open wide and I’m kissing both sets of lips.” Bringing the two fingers he had inside of her, Dieter licked them slowly as she removed her nightgown and tossed it on the floor. Wordlessly, Aisha slipped a leg under Dee’s side and put her other one on his hip to flip him from his lateral laying position to on top of her.

“My one set of lips are going to be kissed by your cock Dieter. Guide yourself inside of me. Now.” Twitching from her aggressiveness and another command, he reaches down and moves his head and shifts against her wet slit, coating himself in her juices. “Stop teasing me and fuck me Dee.” Getting himself situated on his knees, he grabs a pillow and taps her hip for Aisha to raise them for him.

“Aisha, I’m not just going to fuck you. At least the first time. I told you I love you, are you going to act like you didn’t hear me?” He asked with an sharp edge, allowing his bulbous head inside of her warmth. He held her hips still so she couldn’t despite trying to use her legs to get some leverage. “Do you feel the same or you truly just want a kid from me? Hm?” He felt her walls grip him, trying to pull him further in.

“I heard you, I just…I’m going to be covetous with you Dieter. Your time, your love, your attention and maybe even your Kit Kats.” She strokes the vellus hairs on his arms as her eyes meet his with a soft smile. “I’ve loved you for years.” Bravo quickly bottoms out within her spongy walls, throbbing within her. He kisses between her breasts as her back arches, the stretch of his thick member dragging toward her depths. He doesn’t move, kissing her chin next before exhaling. “My god Dee, that’s what you have in those pants?! My pussy won’t be the same…”

“Damn right she won’t, she’s mine now as are you. Beautiful.” Her cunt clenched when he spoke about her quivering cavern and moaned when he said he was hers. He didn’t announce when he was going to move, he just drew back and slid into her slowly. Their bodies found their own rhythm between grunts and whines, as Dieter sped up, Aisha began to pull his hair and licked his Adam’s apple. Dieter used his forearms to hook under her knees to spread her legs further as he rutted into her.

He felt close, but he didn’t want to stop. Having her moan and cry his name out, growling hers, he wants to churn his come inside of her and then fill her again later. Dieter thought he could hold out a bit longer, but he wasn’t able to, once he began pouring into her, his hand quickly dropped her leg and his thumb found her clit, he licked his thumb and circled it, trying to make her climax so she could milk his cock. On this he was successful, and her velvet walls did clinch around his softening length as he remained within her.

Dieter found her eyes and watched her purr. At least he thinks he heard a purr and this is why he wouldn’t want another man to experience this. Possessive? Yes, but she moaned when he called her his. “Aisha. Aisha, damn sweet girl…” Using his tongue, he cleaned his thumb of her slick and bit her bottom lip, forcing her mouth to open for him to slip inside, making her taste herself.

“Are you…always like this Dieter?” Able to speak between pants and Dieter’s thumb bobbing in her mouth. He didn’t pull out and just warmed within her. He knew he would have to eventually. They would need to clean up. But then what, just appointments until things are figured out? More, he wants and needs more from her.

“No. It’s only with you. Aisha. I’m not in the habit of wanting someone this much. You did that to me.” Cupping her face, a light kiss, gentle. He can do that and be that for her. She watched his features soften with the kiss. Dieter looked warm to her, Aisha couldn’t recall him ever this territorial with her. Protective maybe, especially after her work was stolen but not like this. Where it doesn’t look like he’s going to let her go. It makes her feel safe, but also scares the hell out of Aisha. She ruffles his hair as he finally slides out of her. The loss of his girth has her groaning and feeling the drag of his length exiting her has her crave it again. “Come on.”

“W-Wait, I’m not ready to stand yet.” Dieter has already popped up out of bed and is pulling Aisha by her hands to take her to her bathroom. Wobbly and leaning on Dieter’s arm, they make it there together and wipe each other down, cleaning up. “I’m still dripping a bit Dee.” She states barely above a whisper as he’s between her legs, spreading her again to ensure that she’s clean and dry. The sensation of the washcloth and his hand. He flicks his tongue on her inner thigh. “D-Dee, don’t.”

The low chuckle as he stands, “I’m not. Nowhere near ready to go again. Come on, back to bed with you Scribbles.” A light slap to Aisha’s ass as he holds a handful of it and takes her back to her bed. Laying next to her feels right, having her curl on his chest gives Dieter a wide smile.

“You’re going to get some sleep too?” With heavy eyes, Aisha peers up at Dieter and presses her palm into his chest, “We’ll talk more tomorrow morning Dee.” Her voice trailed off and he was right behind her.

“We will. I promise Ai.”

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