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Asteria Set

a small set for some evening sultriness… (keep reading for more info about the clothing set)

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more info! 👉🏽 this set comes with two outfits: a short, split sleeve dress, and a collared halter jumpsuit. a silver overlay for the collar is also included, found in the 🏷️ gloves category.

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Yunho: Table Manners

!!mentions of nsfw!! 18+ !! do NOT interact if you don’t like smut!! As requested, here is another ateez smut fic! I haven’t even finished my ot8 fluff stories and I’m already pumping these out ahead of time! Naughty atiny!! In case you are interested, here is a San ver. smut and a Hongjoong ver. smut and a Mingi ver. smut, Wooyoung ver. smut and jongho ver. Smut. I’ve already gotten another asmuteez request so be on the look out for that if you NEED it *squints suspiciously at you*

"A pleasure to finally meet you," Wooyoung quickly bows his head in your direction, followed by a gentle greeting from the rest of the ATEEZ boys.

Tonight was a special night, as it was the first night Yunho was properly introducing you to his best friends in the world as his official romantic partner.

He had invited his members out to a very nice dinner for the occasion, and everyone had dressed casually elegant.

You, however, looked exceptionally beautiful in your choice of clothing for the occasion: a slim-fitted black halter-maxi dress with a plunging neckline, all of which graciously outlined the alluring curvature of your body. Your hair was pinned in a high ponytail and your sparkling heels complemented the final look well.

It was no secret that you were total eye candy at first sight, and one of Yunho's members in particular had taken special notice as well.

As the night progressed, the initial light conversation turned into full conversations about hobbies, industry gossip, how-we-met stories, and other fun interests.

Wooyoung takes a slow sip of his white wine, turning his attention to you.

"You said you'd want to learn more about recording songs, right?"

"I'd love to, actually," you smile, turning to Yunho. "Will you take me one day?"

Yunho's eyes softened. "I'll bring you this week to studio, if you'd like."

"Thank you! I feel like it would be so fun to see how you guys work!"

"Why don't you record stuff for fun while you're there?" Wooyoung smirks, taking another sip of his wine. "I could show you a few things, too."

"Really?" you smile eagerly, "What about music production, could we try that too?"

Wooyoung nodded, leaning back into his chair and crossing his arms, eyeing you steadily. "I could definitely do that for you."

"Wooyoung, you're not too buzzed yet, yeah?" Hongjoong says, rubbing his palm against a now half-drunken Wooyoung's neck.

Wooyoung scoffs, shaking his head quietly. "Nah, not yet."

Yunho takes notice of his friend's odd behavior. While he wouldn't be upset if Wooyoung did find you attractive, he was going to be upset if Wooyoung intended to do something about it and passively flirt around you all night long.

"Would you please excuse us," Yunho politely nods towards the rest of his members, pulling his chair back to stand and lightly tapping you on the shoulder.

"Oh?" you look up at your boyfriend and let him wrap his hand around yours as you follow him out to the restroom hallway.

"What's wrong, babe?" you place a hand against Yunho's arm as he turns towards you, his fingers rubbing his eyes in visible annoyance.

"It's nothing that's necessarily your fault, but I don't... I think... I think Wooyoung's got an eye on you, or something like that."

"Wooyoung?" you start giggling, cupping a hand around Yunho's jaw. "Awe, are you getting jealous?"

"Shh, it's not funny," he mutters, rolling his eyes up to the ceiling.

"Yunho, I don't think I've ever seen or heard you when you're jealous. I kind of like it," you tease, placing your hands against his chest and leaving a soft kiss against his lips.

"Just don't give him too much attention anymore, alright? I'll deal with him after," he mumbles into your lips. He gently wraps his arms around your waist, not wanting to think about his friend's behavior anymore.

"But, does this mean I can't go to your recording studio anymore?"

Yunho's eyebrows furrow slightly. "Only if you're with me, and you let me show you how things work."

"Oh?" you cock your head to the side, smiling, "So, no Wooyoung?"

Yunho's eyes grow hooded. "You want him to come? What, so you like his attention on you now?"

You shrugged. "I guess I like it when I get attention," you smirk.

Yunho furrows his brows more, studying your expressions carefully.

She's doing it again, he thinks.

"You're doing it again," he mutters out loud.

"What am I doing?" you say, placing your index fingers around his belt loops.

"Don't fuck around with me like that, especially not with Wooyoung," he mumbles in a low grating voice, bringing his face closer to yours.

"Okay, I won't," you smile, "just as long as it means you are giving me all the attention I want."

Yunho's eyes jump from your eyes to your lips, his hands still clutched around your waist. "And what if I don't? Should I get worried?"

You drop your smile quickly as you bring a hand up to his face, rubbing your thumb steadily against his bottom lip. "I'll get it from Wooyoung."

Yunho immediately rams his lips into yours out of pure frustration, shoving your back against the wall.

"Say it again, I fucking dare you," Yunho mutters breathily, digging his fingernails into your ass.

You let out a soft groan as you feel his harsh kisses trace a line from your jaw down your neck, both your hands now gripping his waist.

"If I see you giving him the attention he wants one more time, I'll fuck the shit out of you until you regret it," he hisses.

"Do I... do I have to wait to give him attention for me to get that punishment?" you tease softly, pulling against his belt loops again.

"Fuck it, you're done for," he snarls, looking over his shoulder and locating your next impromptu destination: a janitor's closet.

He quickly pulls you in, shutting the lights off and locking the door behind him before turning his attention back to you.

You feel his strong hands wrap around your back as he slams your body against the wall behind you, making a rattling noise as several custodial objects toppled all over the floor in the process.

You tug at his pants desperately, begging with your fingers for him to take them off.

"Oh, fuck no, you're not getting shit unless you beg me for it," he snarls, slapping your hands away from his belt and unzipping the back of your dress.

You whine in protest, pulling your arms out of your sleeve holes and slipping out of your heels in a few swift motions as Yunho pulls his sleeves up to his elbows.

Yunho lifts a couple fingers to his lips and quickly drenches them in spit before proceeding to glide his hand down your stomach and into your panties.

"Yunho,” you whisper as you feel his fingers find their way onto your clit. He began massaging you gently; kneading strategically against your sensitive happy button as soft moans began escaping your lips.

“You like that, princess?” he mumbles under his breath, soft grunts escaping his lips as he felt you drenching his fingers more and more.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he hisses, scrunching his face in deep pleasure as he felt a boner rising somewhere deep within his pants.

He raises an arm against the wall next to your head and encloses his mouth around yours, keeping his other hand busy rubbing two drenched fingers against your bean. You have one arm wrapped around his shoulder and neck, the other tugging desperately at his arm as you raised one leg around his hips, nudging him to start fingering you.

"You want attention, princess?" he breathes, biting your lip profusely as he followed his fingers down your labia to reach your hole.

"Fuck," you whimper, raising your leg higher in desperation at the feel of Yunho's steady fingers gently teasing your entrance.

"Beg for it," he sneers, his breath hot against your neck as he cravingly bit into your skin.

"Please, finger me already," you whimper, "just please fucking finger me!"

“You’re so fucking needy,” Yunho scoffs, inserting his fingers into you and pulling out steadily, his cock now fully hardened and poking you through his clothed crotch.

Your soft moans being to match the pace of his fingers sliding in and out of you, your hole growing wetter and looser alongside his every rapturing stroke.

"Please, Yunho, fuck me," you achingly plead, shamelessly tugging at his zipper in an attempt to pull it down.

"You're gonna be fucking patient," he growled, seeing as how your itched fingers had managed to thirstily slide their way underneath his boxers.

You pulled down his boxers and out popped his wet, hardened cock. You traced circles around his tip as he kept ramming his fingers in and out of you, ignoring your hungry requests for more.

Suddenly, a devious thought lingered through your mind.

"You know,” you smile, “I bet Wooyoung would've had his cock inside of me already a long fucking time ago," you tease.

That sentence alone is enough to force Yunho to rip his dress shoes, black turtleneck, and pants off his body, desperately fumbling his way out.

You clench your jaw as he lifts your legs off the ground and wraps them around his waist, his hardened member already seeping wet drops of cum at its tip.

"Say... that... again... SAY IT!!" he pants desperately as he begins pushing himself roughly into you, every word coming out of his mouth in unison with each deep thrust. Your loud moans began to fill the otherwise quiet and voided air around you.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," you moan loudly, clawing your fingernails deeply into the soft canvas of porcelain-like skin of his back as each intensifying stroke slipped in and out of your pink-fleshed caverna.

--

"They've been gone awhile; do you think they're alright?" Yeosang turns to Hongjoong, taking a sip of his hot tea as quiet jazz tunes play from the ceiling speakers above.

"Hmm," Hongjoong turns toward the end of the restaurant where he last saw you and Yunho disappear. "Don't know."

"Probably arguing, as healthy couples do," Jongho says, taking a bite of fish cake. "Wooyoung, I blame you,” he sneers through a mouthful of food. “Keep your eyes to yourself next time, yeah? It's bro code."

"Right," Hongjoong turns back around thoughtfully, popping some kimchi into his mouth.

--

You slam both hands against the wall as Yunho roughly turns you onto your stomach, spreading your legs wide as he began hitting it from the back.

Yunho's bangs are drenched as tiny drops of sweat splash onto your hot, glossy back, both your bodies growing warmer under the intensifying and sexy heat of friction. With every passing desirous moan and grunt, Yunho thrusts himself deeper into you, bending over to firmly clasp his hands around your hips and then biting profusely into your neck.

Loud moans escape your lips as you're no longer able to keep them in, your body under complete control of the boy masterminding an orchestra of your vocal chords behind you.

Yunho's breathy gasps slowly turn to soft whimpers as his wet, throbbing member slips in and out of your loosened warm, velvety inner walls. He seemingly felt himself on the verge of reaching his limit, but refused to let go until you reached the pleasure you oh-so wonderfully deserved.

"C'mon, baby," Yunho whispers into your ear as you throw your head back into his shoulder, "cum for me already," he whispers gently. At that, he begins fucking you harder and faster, throwing any and all signs of polite and gentle sex out the window.

You fail to hold in a loud, pleasurable groan as your lower abdomen is joyously overwhelmed by the full extortion of your final orgasm, to which Yunho takes the full and pleasurable joy of feeling his throttling member drench completely at your release.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit," Yunho hisses, sinking his teeth deep into his bottom lip as the sensation of your warmth overwhelms his hot, throbbing member. He pulls out quickly with only seconds of limited time to jerk himself off before a steaming hot jet stream of cum shoots all over your back.

"Fuck," Yunho takes a couples steps back, outstretching his arms to lean against the wall in front of him with you underneath. He leans in gently, lowering his warm body against your back as several of his soft kisses are gently planted against your cheek. The small janitorial closet grew quiet except for the heavy panting in an attempt to catch your breaths. He looked around and only hoped that the custodians of this restaurant would take deep-cleaning requests seriously, and he cursed himself quietly under his breath for the uncanny mess that was left of the small room. He planted one last soft kiss against your shoulder as he stepped back and started shuffling through the storage bins in search of a roll of paper towels.

"Don't move, baby," he muttered, wiping what he could of his mess off your back and in between your legs. He folded the paper towel and with it finished wiping himself down, though he knew that you two wouldn't be fully clean until you managed to take a shower sometime later that night.

"Sorry, baby," he hummed, balancing you on your feet as he helped you pull your dress back on and slip into your heels. "I'll try to find an excuse for us to go home as quickly as possible."

You giggled as you helped your boyfriend dress himself next, leaving a quick, soft kiss against his V-line before pulling his pants up and zipping them shut.

"I'm gonna be so sore tomorrow," you sigh under your breath, annoyedly pinching your boyfriend's waist as you both awkwardly stepped out of the closet.

"How do I look?" you tiredly smile up to your boyfriend, trying to pat down your hair as best as you could. Streaks of your runny eye makeup and faded lipstick made him giggle softly, a proud trophy he considered after the sinful events of the last twenty minutes.

"You look like you've learned your lesson," he smirks, leaning over to plant a soft kiss against your cheek. He pulls out another paper towel and begins to gently touch up your makeup the best that he could, though with all his best efforts you still looked like you were lawlessly railed without any signs of regret.

"What about me? Do I look presentable?"

You giggled at the sight of his wrinkled shirt and mess of drenched hair, running your fingers through his bangs in an attempt to make him look not-so-guilty of the heinous acts he'd just committed out of distasteful jealousy.

--

"Oh, there you are. We thought you guys had left already," Yeosang smiles as you and Yunho hobbled awkwardly into your seats. You flinched as you sat, still feeling the rawness in your hole where Yunho had recklessly fucked you like it was no one’s immediate business.

"Were you crying?" Jongho says, noticing the smudged residue of mascara and eyeliner that Yunho had failed to completely wipe clean. Yunho takes notice and proceeds to gently pat a napkin against your face.

Yunho smiled assuringly in your direction. “What? No, those are happy tears, you see," he teased, flashing you a pretty grin with perfect teeth.

"Oh? That's good to hear, then," Wooyoung sighed, nudging Jongho's arm. "See? They weren’t arguing.”

Jongho rolls his eyes.

“Anyhow,” Hongjoong continues, turning to face you, "you’re very beautiful and we very much appreciated getting to finally meet you,” he smiles, turning his attention to Yunho next. “She's a real gem, so never forget to treat her right,” he finishes, sending a small wink in your direction.

Yunho squeezed your thigh under the table, turning a gentle smile back in your direction.

"Trust me when I say, taking good care of her is my top priority."

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With the CC world absolutely saturated in infant and family CC (no shade, I downloaded most of it), I wanted a bit of glamour, so here's the final product; an incredibly shiny collection!

Item descriptions after the cut:

Yuhua Dress - Silk dress with a mermaid hem and a mandarin collar

Lotus Dress - Silk halter-dress with a side-split and sequin trim. Comes with an overlay for the sequins

Kannika Set - Silk crop top and high-waisted maxi-skirt set with a sequin trim. comes with an overlay for the sequins

Kannika Top - Separated crop top from the Kannika Set. Probably the one crop top I'll make in 2023

Anchal Hairstyles - A high bun with a full fringe. Two different options

Darika Earrings - Cabuchon earrings in a variety of gemstones and metal finishes. Three size options. Merged to minimise file size as they all use the same textures

Edit: 10th April 2023 - I decided to add an additional item to the set, the separated Kannika Top

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How do you think Submas, Colress, Maxie, Archie, and anyone you wanna add on react to their s/o surprising them by wearing a virgin killer sweater?

cw: 18+ content, nothing overly explicit just mild horny,

characters: Ingo, Emmet, Colress, Archie, Maxie, Larry, Nanu

▲Ingo▼

● The Subway Boss sat in his office, finishing up some end of day paperwork that had suddenly caught up to him when Emmet decided to vanish early over a 'Joltik emergency.' He felt exhausted from the unexpected number of trainers who had come in today and thought of nothing but going home to you. A nice evening in with his dearest would have him in working order for tomorrow. Though, he hoped you had gotten his text that tonight's date would be cancelled. He would have called, but it was too difficult to pick up a signal in the station for some reason.

● Ingo had lost himself so much in his paperwork that he failed to notice the sound of his office door squeaking open. Though, he did notice a hand pressing against the sheet he had been scribbling on. His eyes went up, and he felt himself choke back a gasp. You stared across to him in a dark knitted dress. Its short length and halter back left him shocked. Little was left to his imagination as he watched how the dress hugged your curves. Then, he snapped out of whatever trance the clothing item had put him in.

● “Dearest!” Ingo shouted and averted his eyes from you, trying to pretend his heart was not racing nor was his face flustered, “What are you wearing?! Don't tell me you walked here in that?” The idea that you wandered the Nimbasa streets in such revealing attire made him worried. He trusted you to handle yourself, but other people could be awfully cruel. His job gave him an unfortunate view to that quite often. You grabbed his tie and pulled him forward for a kiss, silencing before he could fall into an endless chiding about social norms.

● When you pulled away, he felt in a daze for a moment. Then, he quickly snapped out of it when he saw your clothing again as you stood up straight. Ingo hoped that was not what you had been planning to wear on your date before he cancelled. “I apologise for having to so abruptly change our plans,” his eyes went back to his paperwork, afraid to stare at you any longer for fear of his mind drifting, “I-I'll finish up here quickly, and then we can head home together.” He made a quick glance to your eyes. You seemed to be pleased. Sitting down on the office couch, you rested your head in your hand as you watched him. His heart could only race as he tried to finish the documents he had been working on. This evening was going to be a tiring one, he could tell.

▽Emmet△

○ He hummed as he waited in his train car for the Battle Line. You had promised to surprise him there through a sudden text. Naturally, he excused himself from doing some executive monitoring to instead wait for you. Ingo's scolding would come later, but there was nothing he enjoyed more than a thrilling battle. It was only increased when he went against you. His eyes went to the door again eagerly. There were many reasons he loved your visits to his line, but nothing he could say aloud. He zoned out as he waited, going to pet his Galvantula, who had decided to curl up in his lap.

○ The door finally opening shocked him out of it. Emmet's eyes shot wide as his posture stood erect. A sharp breath left him. A white knitted dress hugged your body much too well. Its length left your legs too his full view while the halter style of it left your back and sides exposed to his – and everyone's – eyes. He gasped. This would not do at all! Emmet hated the idea of anyone else seeing you like he did. All twenty trainers you faced before him had seen you, too.

○ “Darrrrling,” he cooed threateningly as he approached you, “I am Emmet, and I do not want anyone else to see you like this.” You gasped when he suddenly flung his coat off and covered you with it. “Ingo will already be upset with me for me skipping out to meet you here, so you better show me a good battle in exchange,” he took his position away from you. You felt amazed by his newly trained resistance. It was not like him at all.

○ A battle followed in which Emmet seemed especially aggressive. His upset was apparent. Your streak met its end to the younger Subway Boss, just as many had before you. Except, your loss clearly held more in it than missed BP. His grin turned into something mischievous. “We have exactly twelve minutes before we reach the next platform,” Emmet's gloved hands found your hips, the feeling in your exposed skin, “I can be verrry fast, thankfully.” You shivered. It was best not to tempt the beast you thought as he pressed you against the metal wall of the train and latched on to your neck while rolling up the dress.

🥼Colress🛸

🧪 Colress tapped away on his tablet as he stood under a wonderfully placed awning to shade him from the Alolan sun. You had asked him out to a date at the Malasada shop, but you had yet to appear. He wondered what was taking you so long. There were not really any actual threats on the island, as he has made sure multiple times due to his paranoia relating to incidents in Unova. Just as he was about to call you, your voice shouted his name. He turned in the direction of your voice.

🧪 His eyes went wide at your attire. Yes, it was hot. Much too hot for his preferences, but thankfully, his outfit was kept temperate through water cooling. Your outfit, however. The small knitted dress barely left a thing to the imagination. It sat high above your knee and left your entire back exposed to wandering eyes. He readjusted his glasses. An unexpected choice, surely. His heart race and his blood rushed to places that he would prefer it not to in public. You stood across from him, allowing him to completely take in the form of the dress – Well, rather, the form of you.

🧪 “Oh, what's the occasion for this?” he asked as he slid his tablet into its smaller mode. You grinned cheekily. Of course, this was to mess with him. Your bravery was something to be commended. He smiled at you. “Hmmm… Was there some deeper psychological meaning by you inviting me out for Malasadas?” he pondered aloud, “If so, I'd rather we return to our hotel room.” You agreed, naturally.

🧪 However, before you both began to trek in the direction of the hotel that the Aether Foundation rented out for you both, Colress unexpectedly dropped his coat on your shoulders. Its weight was unexpected with it being a mobile computer. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders, “I'm still a man, and I would prefer if others did not look at you in such a way.” You shivered at the coolness of his coat and the comment's meaning. “There was a new Colress machine that I had been meaning to try anyway,” his eyes held a certain emotion. You could only swallow at the silent promise.

☀️Maxie🌋

🪨 He sat at his desk, typing away at his computer. Ever since his plans had gone horribly wrong, he had been attempting to figure out other ways to better aid humanity. It was tiring, but his team had been thankfully accepting of the shift. You, too, had. He felt a bit bad having dragged you into everything. Conversations between you both had felt much too formal and uncomfortable to be something shared between lovers. He pushed his glasses up to rub his eyes before going back to his computer.

🪨 His stream of focus was interrupted by someone clearing their throat. The Magma Leader's eyes broke from the screen to gaze across his desk. He gasped. You word a short, maroon knitted dress. It was dancing much too high up your thigh than any alteration of the magma uniform he would allow. The halter-neck left your back and sides exposed to his eyes. Maxie was much more shocked than he would like to admit by your new choice in attire. It was only worsened when you decided to lean over his desk to make sure you had really captured his attention.

🪨 “I-I don't think I will approve that if you intend to make that your variation of the uniform,” Maxie tried to scold you. His body felt far too warm as his heart raced too fast. Your hands cupped his face as you stared directly into his eyes. “Dear, why are you even wearing something like that?” he finally broke down his walls of formality. His brain was rushing with too many thoughts. Your vacant reply of just wanting to was something he did not believe for a second. Especially when you pressed your lips to his for a kiss. He felt breathless when you parted from him.

🪨 It had told him everything that he needed to know. Maxie swallowed. That certainly was not a uniform request, and you intended it solely for his eyes. His gaze went to his nearby bedroom. “I see…” he found himself nodding dumbly, “Well, if that's what you want, then, I will be more than oblige you.” He got up from his seat. Whatever awkwardness had been lingering between you both seemed gone in this moment. He needed a little stress relief, too.

🌧Archie🌊

💧 Archie scratched his head as he stood outside of the Aqua Base. You had asked him to meet outside for a date, but you had yet to show up. He wondered if you had got lost but shrugged off his worries. There was not a chance you forgot since you had been so insistent about it. His attention instead drifted to the sea. A Sharpedo rushed through the waters off from shore while a few Wailmers lazily floated about. Everything was scenic with the evening light hanging above. Great for a date. He checked his phone for any missed messages, but he did not see any.

💧 Your voice calling his name caught his attention as he shifted his gaze away from the pokemon to see you walking across the sand to get to him. His eyes went large. A navy blue knitted dress was all you wore besides a pair of shoes. Its short length made him blink a few times. Granted, it did not seem worse than a swimsuit, yet his mind seemed to wander. The open back with a fluttering ribbon made him a bit worried. How far you walked in that? There were some weirdos out there.

💧 “Luvdisc!” he rushed over you and brought his arms around you for a right embrace. Thankfully, there were not that many people out on the Lilycove coast right now, or he would be a bit worried about people seeing you like this. “What's up with that outfit?” he asked. The view from up close unfortunately held a stronger effect as he could see more closely how it hugged your curves just right and exposed your skin in a tantalising manner. You grinned up at him with a giggle. His heart raced. He needed to calm himself as his wetsuit also left little to the imagination if he got too excited.

💧 “I hope ya still don't expect a date when you dressed up like that,” he let out a big guffaw, “C'mon, let's get inside. I think you've had your fun.” You smirked up at him before burying your face into his nape while pressing your body close to his. Seriously, his poor heart. You were lucky he was so fit, or he might have fainted. Archie lifted you with a grunt. “Let's have some fun together, yeah?” his own smirk was more effective than yours had been as he carried you into the Aqua Base.

💼Larry🏢

🍙 Larry grumbled as he waited outside the gym building for you to meet up with him. You had insisted on going for a walk through the streets of Medali for a change up from the routine the two of you had fallen into of lazy evenings. He had managed to somehow get out of work early despite Geeta's terrifying expression. Apparently, hearing he had a date had made her feel a rare empathy as she let him off to meet with you. Your voice got his attention as you called out from him. He bit his lip to silence himself.

🍙 Your clothing left little to his imagination. A sky blue knitted dress came to just on your upper thigh while leaving your entire back to the world's view. It was entirely inappropriate for walling, he thought. It was just an accident waiting to happen even when aspired with the leggings you had seemingly added. His hand came to readjust his tie as he cleared his throat. The last thing he needed was Geeta or any of the league members hearing about this. You lifting your arm to wave at him revealed too much skin of your chest for him to feel comfortable with.

🍙 You barely got a word in before Larry had his suit coat covering you. His expression was a forced deadpan as you could see gears turning in his head. “What were you thinking?” he asked with a sigh following, “You said a walk, didn't you? I don't think it would have ended well in that.” You pouted at him and grabbed his hand tightly. His suit coat completely covered any possible exposed skin, thankfully. Though poor Larry could feel his heart race at the sight of how the fabric hugged your form just right. You tried to protest, but the businessman was not hearing it.

🍙 “Let's head home,” he pulled you along with him, “I know you might be a bit younger than me, but you should be well aware of the looks those kinds of clothes attract. I'm not interested in sharing that with anyone else.” Exhaustion from both work and whatever this insanity was left his head spinning. Jealousy even ate his mind as he worried about whom all could have seen you on the walk from your shared apartment to the gym building. You nearly jumped at the look in his eye as he turned back to you. “How about we spend the evening in a different way?” he offered, “I doubt you'd what I want to do lazing around.” The way you beamed at him made him wonder if that was your true intentions all along.

🐈‍⬛️Nanu❤️‍🩹

🌑 Nanu sat up on his couch with a Meowth, kneading the blanket in his lap endlessly. Moonlight barely broke through the lowered blinds of his home as he yawned. You had texted him unexpectedly and said you were popping in for a late night visit. That usually either meant you were lonely or horny, sometimes both. He decided he had nothing better to do and did not mind losing some sleep, but now he was getting worried something had happened to you with how late it was getting. He did not want to actually do his job, but if you were in danger.

🌑 Thankfully, that was proved to be unneeded when the door clicked open. You entered not long after. His eyes narrowed. A dark red knitted dress hugged your body much too well. He swallowed as he noticed the short length of the dress and open back when you turned to shut and lock the door behind you. Just what were you wearing now? Horny seemed to be your reason for a late night visit, but he could not condone walking around in such a risqué outfit. He cocked a brow up as you sat wordlessly beside him.

🌑 The Meowth skittered off with you sudden movements. Nanu sighed as he leaned forward. He could see into the dress from the side when you leaned a certain way. His tongue clicked. You jumped when he brought hand to grip your thigh. “You like gambling, huh? I have a friend just like you,” his voice held a light teasing tone, “Did you walk from Malie in that? Or did you fly?” You tried not to reply as he slid the hem of the dress up a bit. It was clear you intended to fluster him, but he did not play fair.

🌑 You pressed your lips against his to catch him unawares, but he got you against when he caught both your arms and pinned you against the couch. The Kahuna hovered over you threateningly, red eyes not letting his feeling shine through. “Nice and gentle?” he asked with little context as you did not need it, “Or rough and hard?” You swallowed and gave your reply. Either way, he gave a smirk as he moved to push the dress up. The old man easily met your needs that night.

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The Art of Love Chapter 8

Chapter 7 here

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Shouta then turned to you, and said, "I'd like to officially ask you this in person. Would you like to go on a date with me on Friday evening?" You smiled up at him, "I'd like that." He returned your smile, "great, I was thinking I could make you dinner at my place. Does 7:00pm sound good?" "That sounds perfect," you replied. He smiled at you once more, "have a nice night, Y/N. I'm looking forward to Friday." With that, he turned around and walked out the classroom door.

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The remainder of the week went by uneventfully at work, and suddenly, it was the end of the school day on Friday. Eri really seemed to be opening up more and more with each passing day; she especially seemed to hit it off with Hana, which made you happy to see. You'd have to tell Shouta about their friendship when you saw him later that evening. After school ended, Shouta came to pick up Eri, gave you a wink, and told you he looked forward to seeing you that evening. Your heart fluttered a bit at his wink; it felt nice to have someone interested in you again, someone to flirt with.

You went home and started getting ready for your date. Even though you were just going to his dorm for dinner, you still opted to dress up. You chose a floral halter-style maxi dress since it was warm outside. You wore a pair of gold gladiator-style sandals with it. You usually wore your hair up in a loose bun for work, but tonight, you decided to wear it down in its natural state, which was shoulder-length and wavy. You put on some foundation, eyeliner, mascara, and a tinted lip balm. Before you left, you sat down on your couch.

The nerves were starting to settle in. This was your first date since Kento passed away, and even though you felt comfortable around Shouta, you still felt very nervous as you didn't know what to expect tonight. You haven't opened up to a man in years, and you were scared of being vulnerable. And what if he wanted to kiss you at the end of the date? Would you kiss him back? Your nerves and all of this inner turmoil was beginning to make you feel slightly nauseous. Should you back out of the date, saying you weren't feeling well? No, it was already 6:00pm; he was probably cooking for the two of you.

You went back into your bedroom and pulled up the picture of you and Kento you had on your nightstand. "Oh, Kento..." you tearfully said to the picture while trailing its frame with your finger. "Would you be happy for me? You would want me to try and move on, wouldn't you?" Not long after that, you had an overwhelming feeling wash over you; a feeling of calmness and peace. What was this feeling? You looked down at the picture again, looked at Kento's smiling face, and smiled down at the picture. "Thank you, Kento." Instead of putting the picture back on the nightstand where it stood alone, you put it on top of your dresser, where you had many other framed pictures of family and friends. It was time to move forward.

By that time, it was around 6:45pm, so you grabbed your phone, purse, and keys. You got into your car, and started your drive over to Heights Alliance where Shouta resided. When you arrived at the campus, it was exactly ten minutes later. You parked your car, walked towards the gate, and saw a buzzer system where it permitted you access to the campus. You found Shouta's name, pressed the button, where he issued you access and the gate opened up. "What a good security system," you thought to yourself, thinking of the safety of both the students and staff, especially after all the attacks you've been reading about lately.

You walked up the stairs into the staff campus, and eventually came across the door that had the same number as the buzzer system. You lightly knocked on the door, and heart footsteps approaching the door. Shouta opened the door, and gave you a smile, "wow. You look absolutely beautiful, I feel underdressed." You gave him a small laugh, "oh stop, you look great yourself." And he did. He wore his usual black attire, but this time, there was no scarf and he had his hair back in a low ponytail, which really emphasized his nice jawline and collarbone.

"Come on in, dinner is almost ready. Can I get you a glass of wine in the meantime?" "Sure!" you replied, "anything I can help you with?" "Nope! You just sit and relax, and it will all be ready soon." He poured you a glass of white wine, and motioned for you to sit on the couch in the living area. You looked around his dorm; there wasn't much decor; it was actually rather simple looking. Based on what little you knew about Shouta, though, that seemed to be quite fitting for him. He then came into the living area and announced that dinner was ready. You followed him into the dining area, and looked at the display of food he had set out on the table.

"Wow Shouta, this all looks delicious." He made baked chicken, roasted potatoes, roasted asparagus, and had side salads with crumbled bleu cheese, glazed pecans with some sort of vinaigrette dressing. "Thank you," he replied, "I'm not much of a cook, but I wanted to make something nice for you." You looked down at your feet and blushed at his statement, quietly saying, "that's kind of you." You both sat down and started digging in; the food was as delectable as it looked. You both sat in a comfortable silence while eating, taking sips of your wine every so often.

Once you were finished with dinner, after him continuously refusing, he finally allowed you to help him clean up; you washed the dishes while he dried them and put them away. After cleaning up, he suggested that you both grab your glasses of wine and make your way back to the living area so you could sit down, talk, and get to know each other better.

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To be continued...

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