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aquagirl1978 · 2 years ago

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For the characters I would like to see written by you cause I can not get enough of them from IkeVamp Jean Ikeprince Luke Ikesen Kennyo Ikerev Harr whetever fluff or smuts totally up to you you write them both wonderfully 😉 If I have to choice these characters inspire fluff Thank you for this anazing opportunity I can not wait to see all your creations 😍😍 Have a wonderful day 😉

Hi Julie, thank you for this request - I couldn't decide which suitors to write for, so I wrote some headcanons for them all. Hope you enjoy. And Happy early Birthday to Jean!

Part of the 'Tis the Season for Love Content Creator Challenge hosted by @voltage-vixen and @xxsycamore - prompt: sipping hot chocolate and then stealing a kiss

SIPPING HOT CHOCOLATE AND STEALING A KISS - IKEMEN SERIES HEADCANONS (Jean d'Arc, Luke Randolph, Harr Silver, Kennyo)

Jean d'Arc

It was a particularly cold day; even sitting by the fire in the mansion didn't do much to warm you.

Jean noticed you were shivering and wrapped you in his arms. You gazed into his violet eyes and had a better idea.

You took him by the hand and led him to the kitchen. "You didn't want to cuddle?" he asked?

"Let's make some hot chocolate together."

Jean looked at you funny.

"Jean...have you never had hot chocolate before?"

He blinked at you. "Hot...chocolate?"

Oh boy.

You started to pull out the ingredients, grateful that Sebastian kept a well stocked kitchen.

You showed Jean how to whisk the cocoa powder into the warm milk, placing your hand over his when he began to whisk the milk to a near pulp.

"Slow down, Jean. Like this." Your fingers grazed his, the warmth from the stove much needed and comforting.

You remained behind him, wrapping your free arm around his waist in a tender embrace, recalling memories of your youth and how your mother would make this same recipe for you on cold winter days.

When the drink was done, you poured it into two mugs and brought it back to the salon where the fire was still roaring.

Bringing your mug to your lips, you lightly blew on the beverage. Jean watched you, and followed in your steps.

"Gentle...you don't want to spill your drink," you warned him.

Jean waited for you to take the first sip. Bringing the mug to his mouth he took a small sip. "How do you like it?"

"It's hot," he replied with a small smile. "It's good."

He then stole a quick kiss leaving a smile on your lips.

"You had some on your mouth," he said. "It tastes better from your lips," he added, taking another sip from his mug.

Luke Randolph

Luke firmly held your hand, his large hand warm on this cold day, as you both walked through the winter markets.

"I'm running low on my favorite honey and I was hoping to find the stand here that sold it," he said, craning his neck searching for his favorite shop.

You smiled, knowing how much your bear loved his honey. You kept an eye out too as you passed stalls selling scarves and hats and cakes and teas.

But no honey in sight.

"Mhmm, that smells good," Luke announced.

You took in a deep breath, the scent of warm chocolate filling your lungs. "Care to take a break and grab a beverage?"

"Sounds great," he replied, leading you to take source of the delicious scent.

You soon found the source of the scent - a cart selling piping hot mugs of hot chocolate.

After the merchant handed you each a mug, you took a moment to breathe in the rich chocolate aroma.

Luke quickly took a large gulp from his drink. "It's not honey, but it's sweet." He smiled at you as you both savored the warm drink in silence.

After you both drained your mugs, you continued on your search for honey. But you did not have far to go.

"Luke, look!" you called out, spotting the sweet and sticky substance nestled not far from the hot chocolate stand.

Luke's grass green eyes widened as he stopped in his tracks. He turned to you and gave you a quick kiss.

"What was that for?" you asked, surprised.

"If you hadn't suggested stopping for hot chocolate, we might not have found the honey. So thank you."

Luke stole one final kiss before heading towards the jars of honey. "The honey might be sweet, but you are sweeter."

Harr Silver

Harr and Loki had been out all afternoon by the lake catching fish for dinner.

It was a chilly, winter day and you wanted to surprise them with a treat. You thought there would be nothing sweeter than to return home to a fresh pot of hot chocolate.

After gathering all the ingredients, you happily brewed the drink, excited to surprise them with the treat.

Loki bounced through the door first. He gave a quick wave and mumbled something about needing to check something in his room.

Harr soon followed after, carrying a small basket of fish. Smiling, you greeted him and took the basket from him to bring into the kitchen.

When you returned, you were carrying two cups of hot chocolate, the steam still rising from the top.

"I thought you'd like something hot after spending the afternoon out in the cold," you said, handing him a mug.

Harr smiled softly at you, quietly thanking you. "This is quite good," he commented, after taking a sip.

"I only wish Loki had stayed to join us." You had grown use to the family unit the three of you created since moving into the treehouse. While you appreciated alone time with Harr, you also enjoyed spending time with Loki as well.

Harr's eyes narrowed, his silver gaze darkening. "I must disagree."

A slight flush crept on your cheeks, a soft smile spread on your lips.

Harr leaned over and kissed you, his lips sweet from the hot chocolate. "I will never turn down the opportunity to spend time alone with you," he whispered.

Kennyo

"Have you ever had hot chocolate?" you asked Kennyo as you walked hand in hand down the modern day streets of Japan.

Having traveled through the wormhole to present time, Kennyo was like a fish out of water, much like you were when you first traveled through the wormhole to the Sengoku period.

You had wanted Kennyo to experience all of your favorite things while you were here. When you passed by the cafe, the familiar aroma of warm chocolate wafting through the air, you suddenly felt a craving for the hot beverage on this winter day.

It felt good to come inside from the chilly wind and quickly found a spot in a secluded corner.

You ordered the drinks - plain, no whipped cream or marshmallow so that the pure chocolate taste could be appreciated.

Kennyo smiled as you passed him the beverage, his finger grazing yours, lingering longer than it should.

Taking a sip, the chocolate was sweet on your tongue, its warmth easing the winter chill in your bones.

Peering over the rim of your mug, you were curious if Kennyo was enjoying it.

"I like it," he replied with a small smile. "But next time," he said gesturing to the other patrons in the cafe, "I want that fluffy stuff and toppings on mine like they're having."

Giggling, you stole a kiss from him, his lips warm and sweet, happy to experience all your favorite things with the man you loved.

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gossamer-sky · 4 years ago

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I, Q, Y for Faust, Harr, and Dazai

Faust

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

- He’s quiet if he’s not toying with you

- Breath quickening at the feel of you, trying to hold himself together

- Doesn’t like to fall apart before you probably because he wants you to be distracted so you don’t notice how much you shake him up

- He’s gentle after, tracing patterns on your skin, closing his eyes and tipping his face into your hair

- Doesn’t want to let go of you right away, can’t honestly; he’s feeling too much and needs to hold you

- If you stay still during these moments, holding your breath just long enough

- He’ll slowly, slowly open up and give voice to the emotions that rage inside him

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

- He’ll raise an eyebrow if you start things with him when you both have something else scheduled

- Smirking at you, “You can’t wait until later, can you?”

- You can’t, you already feel the phantom press of him inside

- He’ll chuckle when he finds you so aroused already, sliding two fingers right in to the knuckle

- Kissing your jaw, mocking you lightly, all the while moving his fingers in ways that make your legs shake

- He won’t stop until you’ve come on him, the clench of you enough to force a soft sigh from his mouth

- You’ll look up at him, dazed, when he slips the fingers that were inside you between your lips, smiling in approval when you suck

- He doesn’t even try fucking you then he knows there’s not going to be anything quick about it

- “Be ready for me later,” he promises darkly, “I’m not going to be gentle”

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

- It is quite high, but he’s controlled

- Perhaps he enjoys denying himself, heightening his own desire until it’s nearly too great for him to think properly

- You really like that, when his touch becomes wild, hands nearly punishing in their effort to have all of you at once

- Without that level of desperation, he’s patient; crooning in your ear about how it’s a virtue you could really fucking care less, you want him inside of you now

- He’ll talk about how tempting you are, but really he’s the one that distracts you from your innocent work, touching you in ways that he knows will cause you to whimper

Harr

I = Intimacy

- He’s such a romantic sweetheart

- Lightly stroking his thumb along your neck when you kiss, hands nearly reverential

- It’s hard for him to voice his feelings out loud, but he will; face reddening and not meeting your gaze as he builds up the courage

- The nerves are more than worth it when he sees the way your eyes glitter at him with such adoration

- When he’s inside you, he can easily get overwhelmed by how much he loves you; he’ll bend to press a meaningful kiss to your cheek and it’s the most lovely thing

- Buries his head in your shoulder sometimes, just to hide himself from the world; he won’t move for long moments, breath shuddering out of him

Q = Quickie

- He is a really big fan

- You discover this one day when you’re worked up and needy for him, deciding to crawl right into his lap before he’s set to leave the house

- He barely manages a protest, words cutting off when you roll down into him

- His exhale is more of a grunt, mouth opening and staying like that

- You smile and shimmy again, amused when his fingers tighten on your hips. “I guess we’ll have to be fast then, hmm?”

- His eye widens but he doesn’t try to stop you not at all

- As it happens, he can be almost embarrassingly fast when you push him it’s everything you hoped for and more

Y = Yearning

- Way higher than you initially anticipate

- Once you break down his barriers, it’s easy to learn the ticks that mean he’s aroused and thinking of you

- You’re suddenly noticing them all the time

- The clenching of his fingers at his own thigh when you wear that perfume that he likes

- His teeth biting into the corner of his bottom lip when you press against him just so

- A sigh hissed out as you tug gently at his hair when you’re kissing him

- His tells are all at once very obvious and you’re damn well going to exploit them at every opportunity

- This leads to an influx of quickies, as well as an increase of sex against every item of furniture he owns

Dazai

I = Intimacy

- His teasing gets so fond, smile brightening when you moan in the middle of your laughter

- Eyes going soft when he looks at you, betraying the light mood his words seem to set

- He often gets like that, words airy but with an intense gaze; it makes you break out in goosebumps with just a look

- His mouth will say one thing, but his hands will brush back your hair gently so he can kiss your eyelids

- You melt inside, he’s so lovely

- Will sometimes recite poetry or his favourite lines when he’s feeling particularly enraptured with you, fingers rubbing along your ribs maddeningly

- He knows it riles you up, and will often continue to whisper sweet words while he’s fucking deep into you

Q = Quickie

- With him, it’ll start as a quickie, but end up being extremely not quick

- He’s not even slightly sorry about it either

- You can’t deny him, not when he’s got that mischievous look on his face; tugging at your clothes, begging you for just a taste, just one

- It’s not just one, and you’ll remind him of that somewhat breathlessly when he’s mouthing at your neck, fingers between your legs

- He’ll agree with you, slowing down even more, doing his best to make you beg

- It works

- The amount of times that the two of you show up late or end up missing engagements altogether is mortifying, but whenever it’s mentioned he just looks incredibly satisfied with himself

Y = Yearning

- He truly would spend every spare moment fucking you

- Finds it very difficult to stop once he starts; he just keeps going, touching you until you both collapse in exhaustion

- Gets you craving him as soon as you wake up, hands trailing down your spine and underneath the covers

- Literally down at any time of the day or night, and he’s always enthusiastic

- You’re quite sure that you walk with a permanent limp now, not to mention the rasp in your voice

- If you turn the tables and rile him up, then you better be prepared to be picked up and carried to the nearest flat surface

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chaosangel767 · 2 years ago

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Moonlit Decisions

Fandom: Ikerev

Pairing: Harr x F!Reader

Prompt: Enchanted Evenings Day 12: First time

CW:first time, vanilla sex, vaginal penetration, heavy petting

WC: 1100+

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The atmosphere is perfect for it, the moon shining down on the little treehouse in the forbidden forest, your roommate gone for the night. Breathing in the cool night air, you can’t help the slight shyness you suddenly feel. Alone in the treehouse with Harr, a dream come true. Arms wrap around you, a head resting on your shoulder as you gaze out the window at the stars.

“What are you thinking about?” His voice whispers in your ear, sending goosebumps down your spine. Tilting your neck so he has more room you look up at the sky pointing to the full moon.

“I always heard the saying ‘one decision could change your life forever’ but I guess I never realized how true that was.” You murmur and Har tightens his arms, pressing his lips to your cheek.

“Well I will forever be grateful for that decision, it brought you to me.” His smile still all the fear in your heart, and you shut your eyes, feeling his warmth and scent surround you.

“I would never change a thing now that I know the outcome” you turn your head to meet his lips surprising the wizard. Turning you around, his hands adjust so that they pull you closer, caging you between the window and his body. Resting his forehead against yours, your lips part for air.

“I love you” he whispers the words first and you smile up at him.

“I love you too” you kiss him again before pressing against him and backing him up. Moving from the window to the bed, your kisses grow more and more heated. You let the wizard run his hands along your body and you return the favor. Tracing his hips, you hear his breath catch, the two of you breaking for air. Tracing your face with his fingers, Harr’s silver eyes are gentle and filled with affection, and you can’t help but cup his cheek, a smile mirroring his, no doubt you have the same flush on your face as he does.

His other hand trails to your breast, palming the supple flesh through your shirt and watching your face as you close your eyes in pleasure. His fingers zone in on your hardening bud and you arch your back, pressing more into his hand. Pressing his lips against yours, Harr’s fingers start to button your shirt, baring your skin to the chill of the room. His lips trail from your mouth, and you whisper his name, hand going to cup the back of his neck as he moves. Pleasure races through your body, no doubt your flush is darkening by the second. Your fingers tease the back of his neck, tracing shapes as his lips move down to caress your breast.

“Harr-” His name is all the encouragement he needs, He listens to your breath, noting which parts cause you to shiver, and which ones cause your breath to hitch. Your nails press against his shoulders when he finally takes your nipple in his mouth, sucking hesitantly, but getting more brazen the more sounds he pulls from your mouth.

His fingers continue to explore your body, caressing your bare stomach, and teasing your hips. Whines of his name encourage his fingers to explore your thighs, the heat threatening to overwhelm you. Grazing your clit, he feels your legs shake. A whole new heat envelopes your face when he touches there. Shutting your eyes, a moan tears from your throat.

“Harr-” your voice is hesitant, and his fingers still their movements. Pulling back slightly, his silver eyes are alarmed as they look into yours.

“Do you want to stop?” He starts to pull away and you shake your head, pulling his body back toward yours.

“No, I just-” the words catch in your throat and a blush crosses his face.

“I know, it's mine too” He whispers, his hands coming up to caress your face. “You are so beautiful” He whispers, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck, his tongue traces your ear and you shut your eyes, your hands going to his chest.

“Tell me if it's too much” Harr whispers in your ear, and you nod softly, forcing yourself to breathe. His fingers explore your thighs, fingers slipping under your underwear to brush your bare skin, his breath hitching when he feels how damp your entrance is. Pressing a finger in, you arch against him, a louder moan slipping out. Harr’s lips find yours, muffling your moans as his finger works in your heat, slowly preparing you. His thumb presses against your clit, and you rock your hips against his fingers, chasing the pleasure, feeling the heat build.

“Harr, please a little more” you silently beg, feeling him add another finger into your core, stretching you out evermore. Moans slip past his lips as your hand finds his crotch, palming his bulge in time with his rhythm. Your name slips his lips as he adds a third finger, feeling your walls clenching down on his fingers and you moan. You need just a little more stimulation, you feel so ready for him. Unbuckling his pants, you pull out his length. Running your finger along the tip, you hear him breathe deeply as your thumb rubs the tip. Pulling back, Harr helps you shed your skirt, losing it in the dark room before removing his pants. You keep your eyes locked on his, listening to his encouragement as his tip brushes against your entrance. Arching up into him, you whisper his name, letting out a whimper as he stretches you out. His movements are slow as you adjust, his fingers brush your cheeks, whispering little promises of love. Shutting your eyes, you soak up the feeling, the slight pain fading into pure pleasure.

"Harr, faster please" you beg him, rocking your hips against his, chasing the pleasure. Shivers wrack your body and your eyes close as your pleasure builds. His hips start to stutter as his lips press against yours. Curling your toes you arch up into him, desiring more pleasure, and chasing your high. When his fingers reach between your bodies to press against your clit, the pleasure overwhelms you. Coursing heat through your body, you can only see stars, faintly hearing his groan your name as his orgasm washes over him. Burying his length in your core, you can feel his warmth against your walls as you both ride out your orgasms. His head stays buried in your neck, leaving little marks behind.

Reaching for his face, you press your lips along his neck, feeling his hands grip your hips as he flips the two of you over so you are straddling him. His eyes rake over your naked figure straddling him, before drifting to the full moon behind you as his murmur fills the room.

“The best decision indeed”

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badass-at-fandoming · 2 years ago

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Fandom: Ikémen Revolution

Pairing: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice x Sirius Oswald x Harr Silver

Tags: PWP, Foursome, Gang Bang, Bondage, Feathers, Anal Sex

Thank you so much, @voltage-vixen and @xxsycamore, for organizing this fandom event, and additional thanks to everyone who liked, reblogged, and commented on my writing! This was my first time participating in a fandom writing challenge, and I had tons of fun writing this fic and reading others' amazing contributions. I wish everyone health and wealth in the future.

That Army Appreciation summer pulled the switch lever on your life for a new direction, and the wheels of the years roll on their new train track. For Seth's thirtieth birthday, you guide him to Canis Major's second location in the Central Quarter.

"Are you sure you don't want to go shopping as usual, Alice?" Seth asks.

"Yes!" you insist, whirling around. "Seth," you cup his cheek, "you always live for others, but it's your birthday! Let your loved ones shower you with affection today."

Seth's cheeks pinken at your intense declaration. "If you say so," he mumbles.

You kiss him quick. "You'll like it."

Taking his hand again, you hurry on. Canis Major's windows are only brightened by their blooming displays and the natural afternoon sunlight. The shop interior's lights are off. The front door handle jiggles in the lock, but you have a key. You open the door, take one step forward and two steps left.

"Wha—!" Seth yelps. Glittering blue ropes of magic shoot out and grab Seth by the wrists and ankles. He goes flying through the flower shop and straight up the stairs to the first floor. All according to plan.

You hum in victory as you dust off your trousers and lock the front door again. Without hurry, you shuffle your way upstairs. The door to the master bedroom is open, and you close and lock it for extra security. Nobody else needs to see your birthday boy bacchanal.

Sirius leans down and kisses you in greeting. "Hey," he says. "Good job bringing the brat."

"I'm not a brat!" Seth protests, but anything further is stopped by a gasp. Already naked, Harr Oswald-Silver sits on the sheeted bed and skims a feather over Seth's equally naked body. Your husband wriggles in a bid for escape, but he can't go far. His hands are already tied together and bound to the bed's metal headboard by a length of velvet rope. Sirius must have been the one who added the deep blue blindfold.

"Darling Harr," you praise. You relish the rare instance of his head being low enough for you to ruffle his midnight hair in greeting. He replies with a brief, almost chaste kiss. "Are you ready to torture with kindness?"

Harr nods and hands you the feather. It's a beautiful piece: a flashy peacock tail feather which glints sapphire and emerald seduction. You sit on Seth's left side, and Sirius sits on the right, holding a matching feather aloft. Together, you set to work.

During the war, Harr was a man feared. Children went to bed on the threat that the Joker would eat them otherwise. Knowing the man, you cannot, for the life of you, puzzle out how those stories started. He is gentleness incarnate. His fingers touch softly against Seth's skin; work him open with slow, slick reverence. He licks Seth's nipples with broad, flat strokes, unsatisfied until they both stand at attention. You and Sirius pass the feathers back and forth across Seth's torso, like a pair of lazy cats' tails. Goosebumps thrive. Muscles seize and relax. Seth sucks in uneven bursts of air, like he's swimming underwater.

"Please," Seth begs. His captured hands clench into fists, and his toes grip into the sheets. Those ropes might rub his wrists raw at this rate. "Harr."

You get the feeling that sex would take all afternoon if Harr had his way. As it is, Harr gives a low chuckle. His gray eye glances between you and Sirius. "Has he earned it, do you think?"

Sirius nuzzles into the hollow Seth's neck. "Give us a kiss, punk."

A red flush creeps out from under Seth's blindfold. He turns his face, and Sirius connects them together. They kiss for a breath, two breaths. Sirius is the one who tears away, and you replace his mouth with yours. Seth's lips are feverish and eager. When Seth moans, you back off, only to realize that Harr is in the process of slow penetration. Seth's feet scramble for purchase, and you don't figure out his plan until his legs are already around Harr's waist and pushing him in faster.

"Naughty," you chide and bite into Seth's neck. Hard.

Seth thrashes, but you hold on, sucking and snapping capillaries under your teeth. Sirius takes the peacock feathers away. Harr sets a reliable pace and steadily breaches your husband's ass. By agreement, nobody has touched Seth's cock, but it's practically standing upright. Harr refuses to let up. His tall, skinny body may not look as strong as Sirius' or Seth's, but strength is not all about muscle mass.

Your love mark purples a coin-size patch of skin. Take pride in the teeth marks. Seeing you're finished, Sirius snuggles up to make the other side match. Seth whines a pitiful sound. Minutes tick by, and Harr doesn't cease the easy pace. Sweat dews on his forehead, plasters his black hair to his scalp. His white skin is hot with effort.

When Sirius is satisfied, Harr changes position to balance on his elbows and kiss Seth. Even this little change makes Seth cry out in a mewling whimper. His wrist tendons bulge and relax against the handcuff knot. Harr kisses him deep, nibbles on his lips; shows off how good and sweet it is to kiss Seth Hyde. "Please," Seth begs again between affections. "Please."

With a grunt, Harr thrusts hard into Seth's ass and cums. The wizard shouts, and Seth flexes his core muscles so he can reach Harr's mouth, like swallowing the other man's pleasure can incite his own. It doesn't, as Seth's cock remains unattended. Sirius and you were following the plan, and too rapt in the sight of Harr and Seth besides.

Frustrated tears roll out from under the blue blindfold and down Seth's pink cheeks. Harr dismounts from his position. You help him into the adjoining master bathroom. "How are you feeling?" you ask.

Harr makes a little, secret smile. "Good."

You find a washcloth and wet it with warm water. "When we stormed the Magic Tower together, did you ever think we'd be here? Married swingers having a birthday sex party?"

Harr shakes his great black mane. "No, but I'm glad we are."

Mopping his stains, you clean Harr up. After you hang the washcloth to dry, Harr hugs you, and you automatically relax in his arms. The thrum of his heart is a steady comfort. Soft feelings of home, of safety, of prayers answered bloom like night flowers everywhere your skin touches his. He smells like magic, like purple sparks and crushed morning grass. The embrace is easy and effortless. You're not sad when he lets go, because you know you can always ask for more.

The master bedroom tableau that greets you and Harr is an entirely different scene. Like Harr, people can be so blinded by Sirius' reputation that they don't see the man underneath. To others, Sirius is paternal and patient. His intelligence, dedication, and keen observation orbit around others, and in their service. He is hyper-aware of his strength and authority, and dams their tide so he can handle people, situations, and objects as delicate as glass. These are excellent qualities, to be sure, but care-giving is neither the beginning nor ending of Sirius Oswald-Silver. Just like them, there is anger, frustration; the self, its desires.

And sometimes the self doesn't want to be gentle. Sometimes the self likes it rough. Happily, Seth also likes it rough, so two of the kindest, most caring men you know are pleased as punch to tear each other apart.

Sirius slams into Seth's ass so hard the bed shakes. Seth writhes. Another pounding, and the mattress scoots in the bedframe. "I can't—" Seth says. "Sirius, I—"

"Don't cum yet," Sirius grits through clenched teeth. He punctuates with rapid thrusts. The mattress springs shriek in protest, and Seth's face darkens vermilion with effort. You pad closer to better observe the fists clenched, the half-hidden abs tighten; the pre-cum weep.

"No!" Seth wails, as his cock disobeys. Hands or no hands, white spunk shoots out of him. Sirius milks it as long as he can, but when Seth goes shivering and quiet, he stops. He glances at you and Harr, and you shake your head. It's rest time.

Sirius dismounts. His still-hard cock drips with lube and Harr's seed. Tasty, but not your problem right now. While Harr attends his husband in the bathroom, you snuggle up and play with the edges to Seth's blindfold. Salty tears tracks crisscross his cheeks. When another tear leaks out, you catch it with the pad of a finger. "Hey," you say, soft. "Okay to untie you?"

Seth's affirmation sounds choked in snot. "Yeah."

If he wanted, Seth could escape these bonds easy. Basic safety demands he know. The ropes loosen and unfurl, and Seth's arms lay limp. You're the one takes a forearm and begins a massage. You work your way from the tendons to the hand. Press a kiss on the fading red ring of the wrist. Finish rubbing the tips of each finger before starting the whole process again on his right arm.

The rise and fall of Seth's ribs settle into an even rhythm. He clears his throat and sniffles. Eventually, he lifts the blindfold off his head. "Can I try again?"

You laugh. "You always reach for the impossible."

"Because I know nothing is impossible between us. [heart emoji]" he replies without missing a beat. He lifts the blindfold off and blinks in the light. His brown eyes are clear and lovely. "Hello there, sweetie 🎶."

"Hello 🎶"

"You're still dressed?"

"I was distracted," you laugh and pet Seth's blue hair. "You're so pretty that I forget everything else."

You hear an obvious groan from the bathroom. The boys can entertain themselves nicely. Seth boops the flat of your palm with his nose. "Let's have a cat nap while they finish."

"Is this a command from the birthday girl?" you tease.

"Absolutely ⭐️."

You lay down on your side facing away from Seth. He snuggles in, wraps his arm around you, and nuzzles in to breathe the scent of your hair. "I love this," he murmurs. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Too keyed up, you fail to fall asleep, but feeling Seth relax around you is its own type of magic. The warm thrum of his body sends peace into your heart. The sounds in the bathroom paint a thrilling picture of domestic bliss. A dream-like contentment settles over the pair of you. Maybe it would have lasted forever if Sirius hadn't touched Seth's shoulder and asked, "Are you awake?"

Seth rolls over onto his back and makes a "mmn" noise of affirmation. He pulls Sirius into a kiss, which deepens into a make out session. You enjoy your front row seat. Skin flushed with heat, Sirius and Harr look freshly toweled off from a shower. The matching His & His boxers make a smile.

"You're still sticky," Sirius says, breaking off the kiss. He rubs his nose against Seth's and smiles. "How are you feeling?"

"Good ⭐️," Seth says. "Except for one glaring error."

Sirius arches a brow. "Which is?"

"We've left Alice out!" Seth exclaims. "I want them."

You can't stop the grin, and Harr huffs quiet laughter.

"You're up for it? You don't have to push yourself."

"I'm fine," you reassure him, just in case.

Seth rolls to face you in the most dramatic fashion possible. "Don't lie to me, Alice!" He smashes your lips together, presses with teeth and tongue. He grabs your leg and lifts it upward to cradle his hipbone. You feel growing hardness against your arousal. "You're aching."

That is true. You've been watching your husband get railed all afternoon, and you would love a turn. Smooth as a dance done a hundred times, you guide Seth on his back and straddle his waist. Like attendant angels, Harr and Sirius arrange themselves against Seth's sides. Sirius slides his mused hair back from his forehead while Harr's fingers creep downward to perform, long rough pulls on Seth's cock. You focus on kissing: on the taste of his mouth, the rose flower sweat of his skin, the suck of his tongue.

You're prepared well before this moment. Seth's cock slips in easy and you immediately set a moderate pace. Your slow snap, pull of hips is rewarded with ankles hooked around your back. Arousal simmers to a boil inside you. Your body sparks alive. You grip and dig fingernails into his waist. Harr and Sirius hold Seth's hands in firm grips—a gentle restriction for the gentle love you're making.

Pulses of liquid pleasure bolt through you with every move. Seth pants and watches you with hunger. Fingers still laced in Seth's, Sirius scoots forward and bites a nipple. Seth moans and squirms and arches. Harr stokes your fire with strokes to your sex, adding kindling to inferno.

All the sensations and emotions of the afternoon coalesce in the mind's eye, and your orgasm, hard. You slam rapidly into Seth, chasing feelings. He cums with a cry and a jolt.

Instantly, Sirius and Harr are on you, showering praise and pets and kisses. Seth receives the same treatment. An odd sense of triumph whirls through your heart. With a smile, you kiss each partner back. When you move off Seth, Sirius sweeps you up in his arms and kisses your forehead. "Your turn for a shower, I think."

Harr carries Seth like a bride right behind you. "Sirius pre-made dinner. We just have to heat it up. You'll like it."

"I'm excited! You really made a feast for me?" The bathroom is very crowded, and Sirius lets you slip down to standing in the tub.

"Of course, sweetie," you say to Seth. Harr cradles him to his chest, making Seth the perfect height for a kiss. "Happy Birthday."

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xxsycamore · 3 years ago

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- KINKTOBER DAY 7 - Sharing is caring (and bad for my heart) - [HARR/MC SMUT]

Rating: E

Word count: 1,348

Relationship: F/M; Harr Silver/MC (Alice)

Tags: Oral Fixation; Oral Sex; Cunnilingus; Nipple Play; Masturbation; Blow Jobs; Breathplay; Choking; Facials; Kink Negotiation

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Written for my Visions of Temptation Kinktober 2021 challenge. [DAY 1] [DAY 2] [DAY 3] [DAY 4] [DAY 5] [DAY 6]

DAY 7 - Oral fixation | Breath play + “I might hurt you. Are you sure you want that?”

Ever since Alice moved in to live with Harr, the wizard has been picking up on more and more of her quirks and habits. Growing familiar and comfortable with having her around is a bliss - having so many adorable aspects to explore is giving him more happiness than he lets out. One thing in particular is Alice's odd fixation about constantly having her mouth occupied.

Eating sweets while doing another thing simultaneously, like reading a book for example, always involves a spoon hanging from between her plump lips. It's the same scenario with dresses adorned with long-ended ribbons - so is when she wears Harr's front tie-laced hoodie. The last, in particular, is making the man blush more than necessary. He could only adore her for her cute habit, despite Alice herself finding it appropriate to apologize for always putting things in her mouth.

Once, when they're limb-tangled in an afternoon tryst, Harr takes it upon herself to make his opinion known.

He rises from his spot of kneeling on the floor between Alice's parted knees who is sprawled at the edge of his bed. His hands are restless as usual while he eats her out - sliding up and reaching to her perky tits, toying with her nipples until she cries out from the multiple waves of pleasure hitting her at once. This time, too, he's brought her to a mind-blowing orgasm with his tongue alone, the credit for which he is a bit too humble to acknowledge but is happy all the same.

The hold of his hands on her breasts has loosened over the course of his activities, and somewhere in the middle, Harr has felt Alice guiding his fingers into her mouth. He's tried his best to not let the delightful feeling of his digits pressed against the flat of her tongue distract him from eating her out. Not in the irritating way she expects, but rather…

"Oh, sorry. I'm doing it again��" Alice pushes away his hand in realization, messy hair locks lining her damp forehead as the grip of the orgasm is still holding her strongly, visible on her facial expressions. She most likely fails to notice the thin line of saliva connecting her kiss-swollen lips to his digits. And she most likely has no idea how this adds to the deeply provocative sight she makes of herself.

Harr breathes out heavily though his nose, looking down at her almost unblinking as he brings his fingerpads back against her moist lips, rubbing down on them gently.

"Don't apologize. It's cute. It's…turning me on."

Alice's half-closed lids open up again when hearing of these words.

"Really? It really does?"

Harr would prefer not confirming it further as saying it once was challenging enough - but at the face of love and intimacy, the deepest blush on his face is but a insignificant warmth. He nods, withdrawing his fingers in order to press his own lips against hers, locking the two of them in a kiss that has a sweet tang of Alice's essence in it. When it comes to an end, Alice's hands are wrapped around Harr's neck, bringing him close so she can whisper in his ear.

"If you're familiar now with my, uhm, oral fixation…then perhaps you'll be willing to provide…something for me to put in there?"

"My love…"

Alice is sure her message got across in his sex-hazed mind, because he gives her another small kiss before bringing himself to a standing position again. Alice is left spread-legged in the bed as she takes in the sight of Harr taking off his pants almost in a hurry. As much as her pussy aches to be filled with his cock right now, she is going to make the best out of her request and take him in her mouth instead.

She's got a better idea than getting on her knees like usual. Turning the opposite way so she faces the wall now, she positions herself so that her head slightly tips off the bed.

Harr has just finished undressing in time to see her gazing at him, upside down. Her lovely hair spills from the edge of the bed just millimeters away from grazing the floor. She wears what he makes out to be a smile, her hands resting comfortably on her belly.

"Come closer, Harr, I'm ready."

"But…" Harr takes another step closer, but remains there. "If we do it like that, in this position, I might…choke you."

Alice continues to hold his gaze, wetting her lips demonstratively.

"Do it, I won't mind… I haven't told you this but, sometimes when I'm giving you head and I forget how to breathe, my pulse quickens and… it feels really good between my legs."

She brings her hands over her face hiding in embracement from spitting out one of her secret turn-ons like it was nothing. But Harr, too, had just shared his own fascination with something she does. It should be fair that way…

Harr is a blushy, horny mess. Their activities this afternoon are causing his libido to skyrocket and he is not sure how he will have his full after all of what's been exchanged between them. One thing that he craves, however, is to bring pleasure to Alice, now that he knows how a new way of doing that.

“I might hurt you. Are you sure you want that?”

Instead of all the pleas that would further cause her cheeks to burn, Alice demonstratively opens her mouth wide.

Harr nods and gets close to her. Before doing anything else he leans down to give her a kiss. They both smile cheerfully at each other as he stands up again, grabbing the base of his cock.

Positioning it right between her plump lips at that angle is a torture, in all the right ways. Once his hands are not needed anymore, Harr brings them roaming on her chest again, admiring the way Alice's back arches up from the bed. With that same movement, Harr's cock is being slid further into her velvety cavern, reaching the back of her throat. Alice remains there, pushing her head back until the familiar haziness of being short of breath nestles on her senses. She then relaxes her muscles, slacking against the sheets as she inhales in the much needed air.

Harr looks as equally breathless. He is the one who initiates the next portion of it, bucking his hips the slightest against her mouth, making her eyes widen. Alice's throat vibrates around Harr's cock, letting him know how content she feels with his actions. Harr then pulls off completely, hearing her hard pants as the two of them pause to collect themselves.

They repeat this a few more times, with a pair of hands entangled into Alice's hair for better control and with Alice's own hands toying with her clit as she feels herself soaking wet. The next time Harr snaps his hips in Alice's welcoming mouth, he hears and feels her gag around his thick girth. In a flash he withdraws, feeling himself come undone right there.

Alice lets out a tiny cough before gasping at the feeling of hot ropes of cum landing across her cheek. Moaning as her own orgasm hits her at once, she tries her best to remain with her mouth open through moans, in order to collect the rest of Harr's come on her tongue. Her fingers rub fast against her swollen nub as she rides out her orgasm, becoming breathless for yet another time this afternoon.

And suddenly Harr is scooping up her body, rotating her again into a position of his liking. It makes her yelp as he gets on top of her, passionately kissing her anew.

Catching their breath before moving on to the next part of chasing each other's satisfaction is important, but so is showing gratitude to Alice for being such a loving, trusting girlfriend. And for taking him beyond the margins of what he considered to be turning him own, but he is sure she'll catch on that one quickly.

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loptyrs-moved · 4 years ago

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The Ikemen Revolution Cock Walk

A headcanon list of shmeat headcanons. There’ll be some bias again, but this is all in good fun. More under the cut.

The Black Army

Ray Blackwell: While not being the longest or tallest guy in the army, he sure is packing something that will leave a lasting impression on someone. Good luck walking after taking his thick dick all night as he fucks you nice and slow, making you beg for more. But he also likes to get the special treatment once in a while. After a long, stressful day, serving him with your mouth is a sure way to get him to relax. He's just thick enough that it'll be a delight to suck him in the way he deserves. Tease him back. The reward is always worth it. I also think he's trans but thats m'onion.

Sirius Oswald: Listen. I'm talking to the size queen/king/god reading this. You and I both know he's hung. Out of everyone in the Black Army, Sirius has the biggest cock and balls. Period. He's thick and fills you up softly nicely as he slides himself in, inch by inch until all 8 of them are in. He needs to prep his love for his length with his fingers, mapping every part of your body, learning which spots make you whimper and which make you moan. Rumors says he has his dick pierced. Might wanna check that out sometime.

Luka Clemence: I personally say he’s transgender/intersex but he was given his meat. While others say Luka is smaller on the spectrum of dicks, I say he's bigger than everyone thinks. Sure he isn't huge like Sirius, but young Clemence here isn't one to sneeze at. With a length of 7 inches and 1.5 inches in thickness, Luka aim to please—from his hands, to his eager mouth, down to his manhood. He doesn't like when all the attention is directed onto him, but he has a habit of getting too excited, and loses himself while he thrusts up into his love, claiming them for his own. And before you ask, yes he's bigger than Jonah. That'll put some pep in his step.

Seth Hyde: The most picture perfect penis you will ever see. Ever. Although he's not super thick, Seth is long, and knows how to stimulate all those sweet spots fingers and tongue can't quite reach. But Seth has long, slender fingers and a silver tongue. He's more than happy to go down on your for hours to come. Seth's greatest pleasure is yours, and he'll make you sing to high heaven. But once the tables are turned, Seth will worship every part of you from head to toe. And maybe, just maybe—if you ask nicely—he'll show you the collection of special toys he's accumulated over the years.

Fenrir Godspeed: Absolutely got his dick pierced on a dare. He was so peeved to find out he couldn't jerk off for nearly a month, especially since his sensitive spots are right under the head and at the tip. But once he was able to, he was back to his pillow rutting ways, pretending he's with you, and making you all his. He's also not the biggest guy in the Black Army, but he's proud of his dick, because he knows how to make his love whisper his name breathlessly. His filthy words of affection exhilarate you, and he won't let you go until you can't take it anymore.

The Red Army

Lancelot Kingsley: Arguably one of the bigger boys on the spectrum of dicks, but has more length than thickness. The shaft of him isn't particularly sensitive, and he doesn't touch himself often due to working constantly. Focus on the base of him. Run your fingers down over his stomach, and let your nails graze his skin. Praise him for all that he does so well. Sweet words and gentle caresses will drive him absolutely wild. He wants to spoil you, but he also wants to you to remember to whom you belong to as he claims you all to himself.

Jonah Clemence: I can't say he has a huge package, but it's good and proportionate to him. He thinks comparing manhoods is beyond uncouth and he would never participate in such a thing. He's proud of what he has. And he is more than experienced in how to use it. A little above average at 6.25in and with a thickness of 1.5, Jonah aims to please. He likes to take his time with his love, relentlessly teasing until they beg him for release. But he isn't above begging to come himself. As much as he loves to dominate, Jonah is a spoiled brat. And he knows it.

Edgar Bright: The "Gentle Demon" is always smug about something, but he has every right to be smug about his own endowment. From the look of him, people don't expect him to have an above average dick at 6.75 inches. He doesn't think to compare himself to others, since he finds the idea a little crude, but he has nothing to worry about. With that devilish tongue of his that will pleasure you until you can't take it any longer, and fingers free of their silk confines, Edgar has earned his nickname. And he likes to show it in the bedroom. But he will take it is as well as he gives it. Its nice to show him who the real demon is.

Kyle Ash: The lazy doctor never really thought about sex, but in recent times, Kyle is finding himself touching himself more and more, with his mind racing and you in his thoughts. He's roughly 7 inches in length but where it really counts is his girth of 2 inches. He never thought filling you up with every last part of him would be so intoxicating. He's drunk off the pleasure you both share, and he can't get enough of you. If you suck him off under his desk, he won't know what to do. He doesn't want you to stop, and the thrill of being caught is exhilarating… But its not something he would recommend doing often.

Zero: Zero has a big dick. I know he does, and you can't tell me I'm wrong. Young Zero is THICK. With a girth of 2inches and a length of 6.75 inches, he can fill you to the brim effortlessly. He's not experienced since he put all his focus into swordsmanship, but upon meeting you, and spending hours upon hours together, he can't help but wonder what your skin would feel like against his. He wants to hold you. Kiss you. And call you his own. And he wants to be yours just as bad. Zero will try to be gentle, but he's so enthusiastic. Better muffle yourself in his pillows.

Non Army Suitors

Harr Silver: Sirius Oswald may be the biggest cock of the walk of the Black Army, but his old friend Harr Silver arguably has the biggest dick in all Cradle. Yeah I said it. With a length of 9 inches and a thickness of 2.5 inches, Harr is every size demon's dream come true. He's a lot more sensitive than you'd think. Especially when you take him into your mouth. The underside of the head is the place that makes him hold onto your hair and buck his hips for more. He wants you. Needs you. And he wants you to need him too. He's more in it for your pleasure, and it matters more to him than his own, but when he's the one being spoiled, he unravels. And its so cute to hear him beg so sweetly for release. Goth, soft dad has huge meat.

Loki Genetta: Catboy is horny and he knows it. He’s young, dumb and full of cum and he’s ready for anything. Although one of the shorter suitors in Cradle, he certainly does NOT disappoint. Being rather average in length but thicker in girth gives him the advantage to make his lover moan his name. And how he adores hearing your sweet noises of pleasure. He doesn’t have much experience but he’s also eager to please, even though he might finish a little quickly. But Loki is crafty. Who knows what tricks he’ll used to surprise you.

Oliver Knight: Ah the man who lives the middle school nightmare. He gets his rightful junk back when the moon rises, and you will be privileged to have experienced it for the time being. He’s rather average in girth being around 1.5 inches and his length being above, ranging in 6.25 inches. But he makes up for it in filthy words and rough fingers that will have you begging. And he loves to hear it. And he loves it even more when you whine and plead. He’s a rude man. Perhaps you should look into taming him, hm?

Blanc Lapin: He’s a lover, and he can prove it to his beloved day in and day out. He’s affectionate in words and in touches. He loves to hold hands and have some sort of risk. And when it comes to making love, he can perform for long periods of time. Blanc isn’t super thick but he is long, and he’s so pretty too… With a length of 7.75 and an average thickness, Blanc can take you from dusk until dawn. From the moment the moon rises high up with all the stars, until the first morning light streaks the dark sky, he can make you sing praises, and have you melt in his arms like butter. Be sure to indulge in his kinkier side. He might introduce you to a couple of things.

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queen-dahlia · 3 years ago

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Kiss Under The Moonlight | Harr

Just reposting it here

#ikemen kakumei #ikemen revolution #ikemen revolution harr silver #ikemen revolution harr #ikerev #ikerev harr silver #ikerev harr #harr silver #ikerev epilogue smut #ikerev event smut #event spoilers

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lordsisterxotome · 4 years ago

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𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓓𝓝𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓼𝓯𝔀 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓴𝓼 𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽!

Key - (f) fluff, (a) angst, (c) crack, (s) smut

𝓡𝓪𝔂 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃ ❀

Oneshots:

→ Kiss Me (f)

↳ song fic | plotless romance

→ No Hands (f)

↳ prompt: “It’s a hobby of mine to prove you wrong.” | suggestive material

Headcanons:

Jonah, Ray, and Fenrir with a sad S/O

𝓢𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓾𝓼 𝓞𝓼𝔀𝓪𝓵𝓭 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃ ❀ ✿

Oneshots:

→ Can I Kiss You? (f)

↳ plotless fluff / wholesome content

𝓢𝓮𝓽𝓱 𝓗𝔂𝓭𝓮 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾

Series:

→ Man (s)🔞

part 1, part 2

↳ Seth proves just how much of a man he is to his MC | alternatively: Seth being himself

𝓕𝓮𝓷𝓻𝓲𝓻 𝓖𝓸𝓭𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓮𝓭 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖

Headcanons:

Jonah, Ray, and Fenrir with a sad S/O

𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓱 𝓒𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃

Headcanons:

Jonah, Ray, and Fenrir with a sad S/O

𝓔𝓭𝓰𝓪𝓻 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃ ❀ ✿

Oneshots:

→ Forgive and Forget (a)(f)(s)🔞

↳ haunted by the sins of his past, you do your best to assuage your lover’s guilt | spoilers for Edgar’s route

𝓩𝓮𝓻𝓸 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖

Oneshots:

→ In Defense of You (f)

↳ prompt: “I don’t care what anyone thinks.” | mentions of insecurities

𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓻 𝓢𝓲𝓵𝓿𝓮𝓻 ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁ ✾ ※ ✤ ✥ ❖ ❃ ❀ ✿ ❁

Oneshots:

→ Not Close Enough (s)(f)🔞

↳ prompt: masquerade, costumes, candlelight | Harr and his MC sneak away to enjoy each other’s company | p w/o p

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thekitteninlove · 3 years ago

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Here's another fanfic for @voltage-vixen 's summer of smut challenge. This time I did something different. While I usually prefer to write from the 1st person, this is written from the 3rd person.

Prompt: popsicle licking

Fandom: ikemen revolution

Pairing: Dalim Tweedle x Harr Silver

Warning: smut, oral sex, masturbation, boys love

It was a day like any other. Harr was working on his research, while Loki was out fishing. It was quiet until a knock on the door signaled the arrival of an unexpected guest. Since his house was in the Forbidden Forest he hardly ever got any guests, so he was curious to see who would want to visit him. He went to the door and opened it. There, on the doorstep, stood Dalim, holding 2 popsicles.

"Hi there, Harr" he smiled cheerfully as he greeted him. "How about you take a break from your work and spend some time with me?" Dalim knew that Harr tended to overwork himself, so he paid him a visit to make sure he was alright. They once worked together in the Magic Tower and during that time Dalim grew fond of his colleague, so now they were still meeting up occasionally.

Although Harr wasn't showing it, he also cared about his former colleague. He wished Dalim would've also left the Magic Tower and come to his side. He knew there was a good reason he chose to stay, but he never managed to get any answers from him. With some hesitation, he invited Dalim into his house, where they went to sit at a table.

Dalim was talking about a book on magic he bought a few days ago, but Harr's attention kept being diverted by Dalim's mouth on the popsicle. His tongue was sliding on it in such a way that made him want something, but he wasn't sure what he wanted. Dalim immediately took notice of how Harr was looking at him and proceeded to tease him. A grin spread on his face as he said "I haven't given you an answer yet, but i still haven't forgotten about your confession of love, so don't worry" He slurped on his popsicle, which made Harr's cheeks redden even more.

"I-i don't know what you're talking about" Harr responded, trying to avoid his gaze

"Oh, i'm sure you know what i'm talking about, Harr. You confessed to me right before you went to confront Lord Amon."

"Th-that wasn't a confession" Harr tried to keep his voice steady, but he was so embarrassed he stammered. He just told him how much he looked up to him when he worked with him, but Dalim just had to take it the wrong way.

"It wasn't? Then why were you looking at me like that?" Dalim got up from his chair and came up to him, placing his hands on either side of Harr and casting him a mischievous look.

"Like what?" Harr tried to hide his nervousness, but with Dalim being so close to him and teasing him it was hard to do that.

"Like you want me to do naughty things to you" Harr's reactions were so adorable Dalim was enjoying every minute of it. He put the popsicle into his mouth and started sucking on it, making Harr's face flush as red as a tomato.

Harr totally forgot about his popsicle, which was now melting and dripping on his hands and pants.

Dalim pulled away his popsicle from his mouth and looked at Harr, whose expression betrayed his emotions. He was quite embarrassed, but the look in his eyes also told him that he desired what he was offering.

"You got quite dirty down there Harr" Dalim kneeled down in front of him and began to lick Harr's fingers, which made him gasp in surprise.

"Dalim" Harr tried to make his voice sound authoritative to make him back away, but it came out weaker than he wanted to and Dalim looked up at him, smiling knowingly.

"You've always been too shy to approach girls, so you probably need this, don't you?" Dalim placed his hand on the bulge in Harr's pants, then smirked. "It seems you want it"

Harr was conflicted. On one hand, he indeed felt the need to be gratified, but on the other hand doing such things with a man he didn't love romantically felt wrong.

Dalim unzipped Harr's pants and took out his cock. Melted ice dripped from Harr's popsicle onto his newly exposed sensitive skin.

"Hmm, it seems like i'll need to clean that up." Dalim said as he drew closer and began to lick it off, drawing out some low moans from Harr

Harr would've pushed the other man away if not for his skillful tongue, which was making him slowly lose control. He wanted to push himself into Dalim's mouth, but there's no way he could bring himself to do something like this.

Dalim always took every opportunity he got to tease Harr and see his sweet reactions. The reactions he was getting now were sweeter than ever and he relished every moan that escaped Harr's lips. Dalim slipped his hand in his own pants and started stroking his cock. He noticed that Harr started squirming, so after teasing him a bit more with his tongue he took his cock in his mouth and began sucking on it.

"Ah~, Dalim" Harr was gripping the chair beneath him as he moaned. He was steadily getting closer to a climax.

Dalim continued to give him pleasure with his mouth, enjoying how Harr responded to the naughty things he was doing and at the same time also gaining pleasure from sliding his hand across his already wet cock. He looked up at Harr and the sight of him panting heavily turned him on even more. Dalim was usually attracted to girls, but Harr had such beautiful feminine features that he couldn't help but fall for him too. Not to mention that his shy personality was quite endearing and the way his face flushed when he teased him was even more endearing.

Harr hadn't expected to find himself in such a situation with Dalim of all people. Wasn't he getting enough from the girls at his pub? Now he had to get it on with him too. Although Harr was feeling conflicted, the things Dalim was doing to him felt so good that he was incapable of rejecting him.

Finally, Harr felt overcome by pleasure as he released in Dalim's mouth. When he looked down at him he saw him licking his cum off him while grinning and felt his face grow even hotter. He also noticed that Dalim was still masturbating, moving his hand up and down his cock.

Dalim decided that he didn't tease him enough, so he said "Seeing your adorable flushed face while I do this to myself is enough to make me come"

This made Harr's face look redder than a tomato, while Dalim was imagining himself doing all sorts of naughty things to Harr that would make his bashful face hotter than ever.

"Ah~, yes, Harr" Dalim cried out as intense pleasure flooded his body and he came on his hand.

Harr didn't remember a time when he was as embarrassed as he was now. All he could do at that moment was to stare at how Dalim was wiping the cum that spilled down his hand with a handkerchief.

Dalim turned his gaze to Harr and asked him in a flirty voice "Did you enjoy the show?"

Harr avoided his gaze and looked elsewhere. He already was embarrassed enough, he didn't have to tease him more. If only he could stop.

"I think we're in need of a shower now, so how about we take one together?" To his dismay, Dalim didn't seem like he was going to stop teasing him anytime soon.

Since Harr had enough of him for the day he told him to go take a shower by himself. Dalim was disappointed that he couldn't get his adorable former underling to take a shower with him and do more naughty stuff to him, but he complied and showered by himself.

Harr was left alone in the kitchen with his own thoughts. That was an unexpected turn of events for him and he had to decide what he was going to do from then on. This was most likely just a fling for Dalim. It didn't mean anything, so he was going to act like it never happened.

#summer of smut #summer of smut content creation challenge #ikerev #ikemen revolution #ikerev dalim #Ikerev Harr #Ikerev dum #dalim tweedle #harr silver #Dalim x Harr #boys love #Yaoi #I ship those two #let the ship sail #I love the interactions between these two #fanfic #smut #one shot

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fandom-collective-writers · 4 years ago

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Not Close Enough (Harr Silver x MC)

Fandom: Ikemen Revolution

Pairing: Harr Silver x MC

Prompt: masquerade, costumes, candlelight

Warning: Smut!!

Intended Audience: Female Audience

Word Count: 946

Requested by: anonymous

Written by: @lordsister/@lordsisterxotome (Click here to support me on ko-fi!<3)

Disclaimer: I do not own Ikemen Revolution or any of its characters. All of that goodness is the property of Cybird. I do, however, own the plot of this fanfic. Please do not repost this on any other website.

Other notes: I...don’t know how to feel about this one. I really wanted to spend more time on it because y’know Harr, but c’est la vie, I guess.

Harr didn’t know what had come over him. One moment, he had been fine, not standing out for once in his silver mask, given that it was a masquerade ball. A flutter of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye and the next moment he’d caught sight of her, his lover, her gloved hand placed delicately on the crook of Blanc’s arm. With a beaming smile sent his way, she’d made him forget how to breathe, everything in him suddenly on fire for her.

He could feel his release seeping around where he was still buried deep inside of MC, panting into her neck as he came down from his high. Her breasts heaved in the corset of her gown, the velvet walls of her oversensitive core fluttering in the aftershocks of her orgasm. Nerve endings tingled pleasantly at having fulfilled the basest of human needs, but only one thought ran through both of their minds as Harr leaned away from her neck to meet her gaze: ‘More.’

He couldn’t quite remember how they’d managed to get away from the other patrons of the masquerade unnoticed, only that it involved a solitary carrot, (probably spiked) apple cider, and the mischief of a certain cheshire cat who happened to live with them. A quiet, unoccupied lounge down the hall offered the perfect place for them to forget that they weren’t the only two people in the world, her lips smiling and waiting for his as he cupped her cheeks in his hands and kissed her as deeply as he could muster, feeling the lacey edges of the mask covering her cheekbones beneath his thumbs.

Nearly tripping over each other in their haste, they had bumped against furniture and wall hangings as they bustled through the door, closing it more as an afterthought than anything else. Warmth had swelled in Harr’s chest at the love and desire painted across her face, turning her cheeks rosy as she caught a kiss-swollen lip between her teeth and looked up at him through half-lidded eyes. So lustful, so willing, so his, this amazing, brave, beautiful woman who somehow thought him wonderful enough to fall in love with. MC could’ve had her pick of any of the men among both the Red and Black armies and yet she’d chosen him, letting him claim her heart and body for his own. The burst of confidence and the determination that thought brought had made it all too easy to lift her onto a nearby table and force her legs open until the tent in his pants was nestled comfortably against her damp core.

From there, it had been a whirlwind of hands and lips and fabric, pushing away the folds of delicate black and purple fabric that made up her butterfly gown, a butterfly in his colors. In the dim candlelight of the room, he had gone by feel and memory, hiking her long skirts up and tugging her panties down her thighs as their lips had clashed, passionate and desperate for more. Longing to see the gorgeous pleasured look on her face as he circled her clit, he’d drawn away the ribbon holding her mask up, letting the piece of fabric and beading tumble to the floor, forgotten.

“Harr-!” Her voice hadn’t been more than a whisper against his ear, but it sent shivers down his spine, something feral roaring to life in his chest as his heart pounded against his ribcage. Through some grace of control he was able to remain steady as his hands dropped to his belt, fumbling with the clasp as his tongue slipped into her mouth.

He’d felt her body shudder against his, her fingers digging into his suit jacket, as his cock was freed to her bared heat. Stormcloud eyes trained on her face, drinking in her expressions, as the tip circled her clit, and he’d held MC’s hips still as she tried to grind against him, desperate for more. The foreplay hadn’t lasted long, however, the ache in his lower stomach becoming too much to bear.

Harr had shushed her whine as he pushed inside of her without warning, regretting not having prepped her properly before wrapping her legs around his waist and guiding his hardened length inside of her. She felt so good wrapped around him, all welcoming warmth and wet, tight walls sucking him deeper. They stayed like that, letting her adjust for a few moments, until her legs squeezed around his waist and she whined, signaling her desire for him to start moving.

And he was all too eager to please her, fucking her deep and hard until she was crying out for him, begging him for release.

Even though both of them had reached the perfect oblivion of that pleasure though, it still wasn’t enough. Even with his seed seeping past his still hard cock and her core oversensitive to the throbbing length still buried deep inside, it wasn’t enough.

“Please, Harr-!” she mewled, and he swore it was the most delicious sound he’d ever heard. A clench of her inner muscles had him gasping, hand slamming flat against the wall above her head. “More!”

He couldn’t bring himself to care if someone could hear her delighted scream as he pulled back and slammed into her again, lubricated by their previous release. All he could think about was bringing her crashing into those waves of pleasure again and again until she couldn’t take anymore of his love, until she was painted in more than just his colors, and it would be clear to everyone who saw her after what the quiet Joker had done. He wanted, needed, to be closer, closer and closer and still not close enough, until it wasn’t clear where she ended and he began.

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alloveroliver · 4 years ago

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18+ 🔞

Harr Silver Smutty HC

I-

Can I please take this and run with it? Thanks 😊

He.... fuck, okay okay. *inhale*

🔞🔞🔞

Harr is a HELLUVA pleaser 🤤🥵

He always looks up at you as he's eating you out, watching your face with every tongue movement.

Your hands go to his hair and hold him still.

He sticks out his tongue, lips wide while you rub you pussy all over his mouth.

He moans as you control his head movements.

He likes the illusion of control you give him but lives for these moments when you take over.

His face is so damn red, it fuels something feral inside of you.

He eats you out sloppily, letting lewd sounds fill the room.

He's only slightly ashamed he likes the sound of your wet pussy, but otherwise it keeps him up at night just thinking about it.

It's always a thought in the back of his mind that him of all people get to see you like that, get to taste you day after day.

He's desperate for physical contact with you more and more.

He wants to try all the sexual positions with you.

Especially the embarrassing ones GOD. Positions where he's the most exposed and vulnerable.

He just loves to feel that hint of humiliation.

Harr likes to remember it later especially if you tease him about it.

Though he wont admit to liking the teasing, the way his faces reddens and he squirms in his seat says it all.

#ikemen revolution #harr silver #ikerev smut #harr silver smut #ikerev hc

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gossamer-sky · 3 years ago

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Hey darling 🌻 so glad your request box is open again! May I request D, I, X for Sirius, Harr and Dalim please? Thank you xx 💙

Hope you enjoy lovely anon!! 💘💘

Sirius

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

- He has an elaborate fantasy of slipping the tie out from under his collar and knotting it around your wrists

- Getting you tied up and wanting, writhing under his hands, his tongue, his fingers; he’s take his time, touching you everywhere, being more rough than he’s ever dared before

- He can almost hear how beautifully you’d beg him to hurry up, the note of desperation in your voice only encouraging him to hold you harder

- He’d probably have to gag your mouth as well to keep you from waking everyone in the vicinity; he’d quiet you and then fill you so deeply with his cock that your choked moans would nearly vibrate from your chest

- Just the thought of it makes him wild, pulse thudding hard; he’s too jittery to mention it to you, doesn’t want to scare you off (though if he did build up the courage to tell you, you would certainly assure him that you can take whatever he has to give you and thank him for it)

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

- Answered here 💕

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

- He is usually found with trace amounts of garden dirt on his hands, just the stubborn snippets that he missed after washing; he also often has ink stains on his fingers (smudges all along his forearms as well if he’s rolled his sleeves up that day)

- Stronger than you’d expect a tactician to be, all lean muscle - he seems so much taller without clothes, presence filling the room

- Fine hair dusts his arms and chest, visible when he unbuttons his shirt (you know he does this on purpose just to tempt you, the bastard, and you are very tempted)

- Sometimes he leaves his shirt open as he stalks over to you, caging you against a wall or a chair, and chuckling lightly when you immediately move to touch him, unable to help yourself

Harr

D = Dirty secret

- Answered here 💕

I = Intimacy

- Answered here 💕

X = X-ray

- Doesn’t often walk around sans clothes, but he becomes more comfortable with this the longer the two of you are together

- There are small faded scars littered over his body; when you ask him about it, he simply shrugs and tells you that they are the results of working and experimenting with magic

- His skin is soft, velvety on your own, and you could spend hours running your fingers over the bumps of his spine, lavishing tiny kisses along his sternum

- He gets bashful from the prolonged attention, something which makes the contact even lovelier and you can’t keep from brushing your lips to the flush painted over his cheekbones

- You swear that when the light hits him just right he almost glows; you can nearly see the crackling thrum of magic flowing within him

Dalim

D = Dirty secret

- Answered here 💕

I = Intimacy

- Words aren’t a problem for him and this is no different during sex; the man has a filthy mouth and will keep whispering in your ear even as he nearly fucks you right into the headboard

- While it’s not impossible for him to be romantic, he never loses his confident grin; in fact, he only becomes more incorrigible as he learns your body and what you like in bed (and you admit, he definitely applies himself to learning this particular subject)

- It’s only in the afterglow as he’s coming down that he tucks his head into your neck, struggling to get his breathing under control

- He rarely speaks then, other than to whisper nonsense about how beautiful you are; pressing kisses to your jaw and holding you like a precious thing

X = X-ray

- He’s not shy with nudity at all, will absolutely strut around in all his glory, bending and flexing in ways that you know is meant to rile you up (it works)

- He has a few tattoos, one large piece curving down the long line of his back, and the others on his hip and forearm

- There are freckles dotting his cheekbones and shoulders, blooming even darker when he spends time in the sun; you love to touch them (and he just loves having your hands on him), adding a sweetness to his appearance, even as his naughty smirk stays firmly fixed in place

- Additionally, he usually has vivid red scratches over his back and shoulders, courtesy of you, and he wears them like a badge of honour, savouring the sting

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chaosangel767 · 2 years ago

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Moonlit Decisions

Fandom: Ikerev

Pairing: Harr x F!Reader

Prompt: Enchanted Evenings Day 12: First time

CW:first time, vanilla sex, vaginal penetration, heavy petting

WC: 1100+

“What are you thinking about?” His voice whispers in your ear, sending goosebumps down your spine. Tilting your neck so he has more room you look up at the sky pointing to the full moon.

“Well I will forever be grateful for that decision, it brought you to me.” His smile still all the fear in your heart, and you shut your eyes, feeling his warmth and scent surround you.

“I love you” he whispers the words first and you smile up at him.

“Harr-” your voice is hesitant, and his fingers still their movements. Pulling back slightly, his silver eyes are alarmed as they look into yours.

“Do you want to stop?” He starts to pull away and you shake your head, pulling his body back toward yours.

“No, I just-” the words catch in your throat and a blush crosses his face.

“The best decision indeed”

#ikerev smut #ikemen revolution smut #enchanted evenings 2022 #enchantedevenings2022 #ikemen harr smut #harr silver #ikerev harr #chayawrites

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lady-moonbroch · 5 years ago

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Ikemen Revolution HC: NSFW Alphabet

Fandom: Ikémen Revolution (All suitors)

Genre: NSFW +18

Black Army ♠️

Ray: Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

As King of Spades he needs to keep a level head and a clear mind, but when his lover is in sight his mind flees to her. As little as the movements she makes when she fixes her hair, unveiling the nape of her delicate neck is enough to cast a spell of desire on him.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His: his jade eyes. For they are blessed with her smile, every moment of the day.

His lover’s: her lobe. He loves to tease her relentlessly, nibbling and biting it as he whispers in her ear, having her squirm within his arms.

Sirius:

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on what his little lady desires. He can do both. He will make love to his lover slowly, professing his love in whispers as he worships every part of her body. Or he can toss her on the bed and make her forget how to spell her name.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

His love for flowers reflects on this aspect as well. The Lotus Blossom position is both pretty in name as well as intimate and sensual. It can also work both in rough sex as well as slow and sensual. Others: On the edge of his desk or against a wall or seesaw position -or Ascend to Desire pose- (this man is beast 1212)

Luka:

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Small moans and grunts escape him, getting louder when he’s near. Overall as quiet as always, possibly uttering his lover’s name as he is lost in bliss after his climax.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He’s the sweetest bean and we all trust our angel is indeed romantic and affectionate in his love-making.

Fenrir:

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

This man is a human pretzel, of course he will be goofy in such moments too. And it’s endearing and comfortable and sweet.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

As long as his lover is willing, he’d be down on his knees to do anything to please her. Something he would definitely like to try is gun-play, both on him and her.

Seth:

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Oh ho I wonder..👀

I believe he is indeed experience. This man is full of surprises afterall.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

The man himself is a wild-card really. Seth is the most mysterious member of the Black Army and is a master of knives and secret weapons. Guessed it yet? The 10 of Spades is definitely into knife-play and sensory deprivation and has a surprisingly dominant nature.

Red Army ❤️

Lancelot:

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

The King is a master in his trade when it comes to teasing his lover. He will edge her, over and over again, before he’ll endulge her

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Of course he loves to be pleased by his precious lover but he is just as capable in returning the favour. He enjoys the Goddess position to please his beloved, letting her take the lead before he makes her succumb to him.

Jonah:

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

I’ve seen that he is into shibari. Just imagine the mighty Queen of Hearts wrapped with bright red thread.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

You can be certain the carpet matches the drapes. Nothing less than perfection, always groomed and well kept.

Edgar:

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Edgar has all too many dirty secrets, but one he might never admit would be that he’d gladly have his prodigy join him and his lover in bed. He’d be only he’d ever allow.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

This “Gentle Demon” we are talking about, of course there will be toys (probably ones to use on his lover). Whips, blindfolds, silk ribbons but his creative mind will make a tool of torture out of anything really (see: ice).

Zero:

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

“Please DO NOT bring Edgar to bed”

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Before his beloved entered his life he never felt the need to do it, often at least. Now -although he prefers his loved one’s company- his thoughts often stray to her, reminiscing the feel of her skin, her taste swirling on his tongue like the sweetest candy, all these feelings swelling in his chest leads him to “relieve” himself within the day in order to focus on his tasks.

Kyle:

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

His work is more or less 24/7 (being a doctor is hard) so any change for some intimate time with his beloved is precious to him. So quickies are definitely a thing with this cute dork.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

My guess would be the infirmary. MC and Kyle both work there and the kinky vibe as well as the risk of being caught only adds fuel to the fire.

Neutral 🕰

Blanc:

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

This man is both a lady killer and has many years on his back (maybe he too has a time curse), so we can all put a bet that Blanc knows how to treat a lady and has all the admonition in his camp to sent his lover to heaven and back.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He’s the “White Rabbit”, meaning he’s pace is most likely quick and hard. Although I believe he will start of sensual and romantic to set the mood and then pick up the pace.

Oliver:

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

This is Oliver we are talking about, so spanking and asserting his dominance over his lover is a given. Also, he’s likely to participate in a Dom/Sub play.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Be sure he will tease his lover to tears, and then give drown you in pleasure. His lover’s both hates and loves his teasing.

Harr:

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Harr is shy and such a sweet dork, so I’m guessing he likes to cum inside his lover (for it’s more endearing) or anywhere she will allow him to. Also, he likes to watch his lover swallow it when she’s pleasuring him, it sends him straight in heaven.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

This sweetheart will take care of his lover like she’s the most precious treasure. He will carry her in his arms, bathe and dry her, comb her hair and lull her to sleep in his arms, keeping her safe and warm and loved.

Loki:

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

This sweet kitten is needy AF. He’s yearning for his lover 24/7 and has a HIGH sex drive and need to feel her.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depending if he is tired, if yes he will fall asleep right away, cuddling close with his lover. If not he will watch her fall asleep and gaze at her lovingly until the sound of her breath lulls him to sleep.

#ikemen revolution #ikerev ray #ikerev sirius #ikerev luka #ikerev fenrir #ikerev seth #ikerev lancelot #ikerev jonah #ikerev edgar #ikerev zero #ikerev kyle #ikerev blanc #ikerev oliver #ikerev harr #ikerev loki #ikerev smut #ikerev hc #my writing

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iluvsexyvoltageguys · 5 years ago

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Guuurl, you know my favorites~! But since I don’t see enough sexiness for Harr Silver, I’m throwing his name in this time ;)

@starlitsummermoon I got you girl! Here is some sexy Harr 😍 (we seriously need to write a Sid/Masamune/Harr)

Morning Wood

Fandom: Ikémen Revolution

Pairing: Harr Silver x Reader

The sun filtered through the curtains, spilling across your face and pulling you from a dreamy sleep. You felt the arms of your boyfriend wrapped around you, holding you close to his warm body. It was so familiar and peaceful.

From the sound of Harr’s gentle snores, he was still sleeping. You decided you could go for a little more sleep and wiggled yourself closer to him. That’s when you felt Harr’s semi hard cock pressing against you. You let out a soft giggle, sleep suddenly far from your mind. You were hoping to have a little fun.

You rolled your hips over him gently. You heard his breathing shift, prompting you to press against him a little harder. A soft moan escaped his lips as you felt his hand snake down your body. He stopped at your hip, holding you against him.

“Good morning to you too,” Harr chuckled, pressing a kiss to your neck. You continued to grind against him, having worked yourself up and now feeling needy for him. He let go of your hip to slide his hand up your shirt and gently massage your breasts.

“Harr,” your voice was just above a whisper. You tilted your head back, letting him have better access to your neck.

“Something you want?” You didn’t need to see his face to know there was a smug smile on his face.

“Need you Harr,” you replied quickly, no time for full sentences. “Please.” Normally he would drag this out longer, loving to hear you beg for him, but you could feel he needed you too.

“Slip your panties off for me,” Harr whispered, leaning back to give you room. You whined at the loss of contact, quickly wiggling out of the fabric.

Harr was back on you the second you kicked them off, his hand reaching around to where you needed him most. He groaned, running his fingers through your wetness. “Mmm, how do you wake up this wet for me?”

“Same way you wake up so hard for me,” you teased, reaching back to pull at his pants.

Harr let out a soft laugh. “Alright, I’m taking the hint.” He pulled his pants down just enough to pull his cock out. He rubbed it against you, coating himself in your wetness.

Soft whimpers escaped your lips as he pressed into you. He hips rocked gently against yours. It was slow and soft, but felt so good, each stroke hitting that sweet spot inside you.

Harr was planting kisses along your neck and shoulders, sucking and nipping at the delicate skin. Within minutes you were breathless. You could feel yourself tightening around him, you orgasm rapidly approaching. Harr sensed how close you were, rubbing circles across your sensitive clit to help you along.

“Harr I-” you were trying to tell him you were close, but it was cut off by a soft moan.

“Cum for me,” Harr replied, his lips still attached to your neck.

Moments later, a wave of pleasure spread through your body. It was warm and gentle, yet incredibly soft. You moaned Harr’s name as you tightened around him. Feeling you cum sent him over the edge, releasing himself into you with a flurry of groans that were muffled by your neck. You stayed for a few moments, with him inside you enjoying the closeness while you both came down from your highs.

Harr eventually slid himself out of you, turning you to face him. It was the first time you looked at him all morning and his bedhead was enough to want to go again.

“Hi,” Harr smiled. His eyes looked particularly soft, making your heart flutter.

“Hi,” you giggled, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

“You should wake me up like that more often,” he smirked, pulling you on to his chest.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” you replied, sighing contently feeling the warmth of his skin on your cheek.

“I love you, ____,” Harr said, kissing the top of your head.

“I love you too,” you yawned, hugging him tighter. With that, you both drifted back to sleep.

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