#jin grandet x me

[randonauticrap]

Musings of Jin Grandet

Warning: Self indulgent fic

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He watched her from his place in the dark, listening as her voice filled up the massive ballroom, resonating off the walls with a deep, melodious timbre. Who knew such beauty could hold such sadness? Such loss, and loneliness? A beautiful woman with such ignorance of her worth; pain from her last life that ran so deeply within her that it could very well swallow her new body whole; fear of loss so intensely ingrained in her heart that one wrong move may shatter it all over again.

Jin Grandet had truly met his match.

He hadn't been the one to find her here originally. It was Leon, who paced the halls at night, searching in vain for an escape from his past, who first heard the rich tones floating on the midnight air through the palace; the sound, which was so full and beautiful, was sorely displaced in the empty ballroom, so Leon had said. But Jin knew the look in her eyes, the way they stared hazily into another world, far away from this one. He recognized the longing for something too out of reach to grasp with one's fingers, and he wished he could reach out and grasp her with his fingers; bring her to his chest and cradle her soft curves into his body, and tell her she wasn't alone; tell her that he was with her and always would be… tell her he loved her.

But did none of those things. He did none of those things and it was for the same reason he always gave himself. It was the same reason that caused him to help create and enforce Clause 99. It was the same reason, he surmised, that her eyes had welled with tears when he kissed her that night, and she had fled from his presence for the first time.

Perhaps one night he would be courageous enough. But that night was not tonight. So he remained in his corner, hidden from sight, and allowed his own eyes to mist over at the haunting sound his beloved songbird was crowing into the receiving darkness.

[judenostopwaitkeepgoing]

IkéPrince's Favorite Kinks 😈

18+ | MDNI! | IkéPrinces x Fem!Reader

CW: Some kinks are not for everyone! Mentions of (consensual!) power imbalances, bodily harm/violence, Dom/Sub dynamics, humiliation/taking advantage, mentions of cutting/blood, some slight CNC (somnophilia), (consensual) controlling behavior, mentions of fingering, p-in-v sex, and more!

AN: These are just my opinions on which kinks the princes/other Rhodolite court members would be into! Some of them are a little more on the extreme side of things! Haha! This post is for all you fellow freaks out there! Enjoy!!

Jin Grandet – Sensation Play / Sensory Deprivation (blindfolding)

Jin is a slut, it’s true, but he doesn’t strike me as the kinkiest guy in Rhodolite. However! He likes to spice things up now and again! I feel like he would get a kick out of being lightly tickled with a feather as foreplay—even better if it was happening while he was blindfolded. Anything to draw out the anticipation and tension for this guy who usually doesn’t have to work that hard at getting someone into bed with him lol. Also, imagine lightly tracing a finger or a butter knife or a feather or literally anything over those shoulder and chest muscles....? And he might even let out a little low-toned nervous chuckle...?? Yeesh. 😮‍💨

Chevalier Michel – Overstimulation/Edging

Chev loves to have the power! He loves to make you squirm! He thinks it’s hot but also it genuinely amuses him! Lol. What a monster this guy would be. He’s written in his route/canonically as having awkward, fumbling movements when it comes to romance/intimacy, but I’m sorry, I do not buy it! Sorry to you, Ikéwriters! You’re wrong! This dude is so confident it is almost scary! He would be so commanding in bed!! For real!! Like, he is perfect at everything and has read so many romance novels...??? Like he would be lethal??? Imagine him fingering you so deftly that you are about to come, and then he extracts himself from you so suddenly that your heart almost falls out of your chest, but you look up and he’s just smirking at you??? King Chev needs to unwind too okay!!

Clasvis LeLouch – Bondage

Another member of the Rhodolitian Sluts Committee! However, Clavis is a “gentleman.” He “respects” you or whatever. Haha, I actually don’t think he would be that kinky, but I do think that he knows his way around some rope lmao. He’s always setting traps! He’s bound to set a trap for you in your bedroom one of these days. And that trap would be designed in a way that some rope would happen to pull you up by your wrists, leaving you helpless and writhing like a little worm on a hook for him. What is he supposed to do? Not toy with your body and tease you until you come?? He’s so considerate though! Always just thinking about your pleasure... What’s the problem?? 😇

Leon Dompteur – Breeding Kink

Okay, don’t come for me, but I genuinely think that Leon is the least kinky of all of the princes. He’s so noble and so egalitarian that I can’t really picture him getting into sexy stuff that requires power exchanges or pain or too much tension even. There’s a world of kink beyond those things, of course, but he just reads like a sweet vanilla boyfriend to me! But! I can see him getting particularly excited by the idea of putting his babies inside you haha. He would come inside you one time and then not be able to stop thinking about the possibility of you getting pregnant—imagining your belly swelling up, your glow as you carry his child... he’d get all embarrassed by how much the idea turns him on! He’d sheepishly bring it up at first, but before long he’d be whispering in his husky daddy voice about how he’s going to fill you up with his seed. Teehee!

Yves Kloss – Food Play

I mean, chef Yves feeding you his delicious treats? Or eating off of your naked body? Treating you like his personal little buffet? Yves would be so sensual with this. He would get off on watching you eat, loving the facial expressions that you make while you savor something that he made just for you. He’d also be into eating off of you—whipped cream play comes to mind! He’d hand-make some deliciously sweet and fluffy cream, first putting it somewhere cute and innocent like on your nose and licking it off, and you guys would tease each other until he gets all flustered and frustrated and decides to put it on your nipples and your bare stomach and your fingers and... everywhere! He'll show you who can make who flustered!! hehe cutie Yves. 🤭

Nokto Klein – Exhibitionism

Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve got another huge slut over here! Ugh, I love Nokto haha. He’s such a problem lmao. He wants the whole world to know that you are his and his alone. He also wants the whole world to know how hot and sexy you are! He’d take any opportunity to fuck you in semi-public. Or at least make out with you. He knows how to get you so distracted with his tongue, his hands, his murmurs in your ear... He’d be fingering you in the palace gardens or in a back corner of a ballroom before you even knew what hit you. He’d be all like “Look at her body, look how beautiful she is, haha but don’t ever touch or I will kill you! While smiling! Teehee!”

Licht Klein – Pain/Blood Play

(This kink is not for everyone! Proceed with caution! Also PLEASE be careful if you try this IRL!) Licht gives me masochist vibes. I can see him lying in bed with you, both of your naked bodies softly touching, you lightly running your fingers over his muscular arms, until he cautiously broaches the idea of you using a knife/small razor blade to make small cuts on him or a needle to pierce his ears or skin... You would hesitate at first, but after he reassures you and you see just how flushed and excited he gets from being at your mercy like that, you’d realize that it’s something he gets off on and enjoys. You guys would talk about it a lot to make sure that you’re going about it in a safe way! Part of the appeal for him is you treating his wounds afterward! He would only trust you with this activity.

Luke Randolph – Somnophilia

(All of this is consensual!) Luke loves to nap, and I feel like napping together would be a staple in your relationship. He loves nothing more than slowly fluttering his eyes open to see you lying next to him, still asleep. You look so beautiful and delectable, and since you guys have agreed that it’s okay—you even have a system in place, where you put on a certain bracelet or ribbon that signals your consent before you go to sleep (if you’re not wearing it, he won’t do anything)—he’d slowly slide his hand between your legs, trailing soft, wet kisses along your neck and collarbone while you’re still sleeping, gradually beginning to stroke your clit... the sensation of you getting wet while you only start to stir awake makes him hard as a rock, and before long you’d both be up and at ‘em lol.

Sariel Noir – BDSM / Impact Play

The Devil of the King’s Court!!! Oooohooohoohoo. Sariel, Sariel, Sariel... Hahaha, I can’t with this man. He definitely has a secret torture dungeon somewhere in the castle, filled with all kinds of beautifully designed whips and paddles and chains. You’d be his little plaything, no question haha. Sariel is for the masochist girlies lol. He would find excuses to “punish” you all the time, and honestly you would do the same—he would be so excited at the sight of your pretty skin getting redder and redder as he spanks you or whips you. He’d reward you for good behavior by making you come over and over again and being very sweet with his aftercare. Ugh, kinky king!

Rio Ortiz – Getting Fem Dommed / Puppy play

Biggest! Sub! In! Rhodolite! Haha. Rio is canonically referred to as the MC’s “pet” or “mutt” or “dog” across multiple main story lines lmao. And he would be such a good boy! Imagine his eager little face as you boss him around. He wants nothing more than to please you. You could be a mean mistress or a kind mistress, it doesn’t even matter! He’s at your beck and call no matter what. He’s your personal little bitch now, so use him! He likes it! Buy him a collar and leash and everything. He’ll do literally anything for his beloved mistress. Ugh, it would be equally fun to yell at him or reward him for his good behavior. Rio is the ultimate puppy material!

Gilbert von Obsidian – Total Power Exchange

(This kink is not for everyone! Don’t forget that Gilbert is pretty much a dictator! Proceed with caution! This is a consensual activity! Don’t put up with this shit IRL unless it’s thoroughly agreed upon!) Gilbert would love to control every single aspect of your life haha. He likes to see the anxious look on your face when you need something but know that you have to ask for his permission. Like, you even have to ask for his permission to go to the bathroom or eat food. He likes having all of your needs at his mercy. It makes him so horny for you. Of course, you have to ask for his permission on what to wear, who you can talk to even... Your entire life belongs to him, just like he likes it. Occasionally, you would do something without his permission and he would have to punish you!

Keith Howell – Wax Play

My thinking here is that wax play would appeal to both “Keiths.” Dark Keith would like it for the danger/tension and Kind Keith would like it for the softness/sensualness of it after the wax dries. They would go about it in different ways. Dark Keith would hold you down and pour hot wax over your most sensitive areas, making you yelp. Kind Keith would slowly drip wax along the less intense erogenous zones, like your collarbones or feet, then sweetly peel it off of your naked body. The temperature play aspect of it would be really exciting for him, and he’d love to praise your beautiful soft skin after it’s been dipped in wax.

Silvio Ricci – Getting FinDommed

This kind of breaks from MC’s canonical attitude toward Silvio and his wealth, but this is what is in my heart lol. Silvio likes a brat! He’s a tyrant and has a difficult personality, but he actually likes it when someone doesn’t back down from him. He’s so used to getting whatever he wants, the idea of being at the mercy of his little bratty baby's whims and needs would be so thrilling to him. Literally he’s your wallet now. He’s the richest man in Benitoite! Take advantage of him! He doesn’t get a choice. He's there to buy you new clothes, new shoes, as many treats as you want, a new house even! He’s got the money, babe! And that money is YOURS now. Not his. Muahahaha. 😈

[riveranova]

(A/N): Aaand the second part! <3

IkePri's Sleeping positions! x GN! Reader - Part 2

Warnings:

Characters: Chevalier, Luke, Yves, Jin, Licht, Leon, Ikemen Prince

Word Count: 335

Chevalier Michel

Sleeping schedule worse than Jin's haircut

He's a hugger, 100%

No matter if it's a pillow or a poor, little rabbit

Doesn't sleep much, usually a really light sleeper

We know that he doesn't like to wake up early (slay)

So get ready to get squished to death by him

Luke Randolph

Sleeps everywhere, anytime

Sometimes you wonder if they way he's sleeping ever hurt him

Snores. Snores really loud. You'd think there was a construction side in the garden but suprise! it's just Luke

Head back, arms crossed, legs spread

Ffs, he's taking up the ENTIRE bench

Sleeps like a rock but open a jar of honey and he's awake and ready for duty! (eating the honey)

Yves Kloss

I will not elaborate further.

Jin Grandet

Similar to Luke, but less.. messy?

Manspreads like his life depends on it, too

But doesn't sleep around the palace (he does but that's a different thing-)

Takes up the entire bed, face first into the pillows

Honestly, he looks like he just fell into bed and went ''fuck it, this is how I sleep today''

On top of his covers, sometimes uses them when it's cold or he has uhm... 'guests' over

Licht Klein

Sleeps like a sick victorian child

Completely still in the middle of the bed, covers halfway up his chest and hands folded on top of them

Quiet, not a single sound can be heard, not even breathing

Doesn't turn around, ever

Just sleeps like that, still, unmoving

When you sleep in the same bed, you'll have to curve around him

Leon Dompteur

''I don't have any space, Leon.''

''Me neither.''

Camera cuts to the entire bed

You lay at the edge of your side, almost falling off while Leon hugs you from behind, the entire bed behind him is empty

Will not move, no matter what

Steals blankets just to throw them to the ground

Hugs you like a baby koala, so you don't even need those blankets :)

[xxsycamore]

OVERHEAT

╰┈➤ 💜Jin wants you to make yourself at home. He doesn't know that you already have the perfect plan for that.

Jin Grandet x f!Reader; • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: Modern AU; Seduction; Pet Names; Sweat; Dirty Talk; Alcohol; Kissing; Neck Kissing; Riding; Vaginal Fingering; Vaginal Sex; Nipple Play; Breast Play • wordcount: 2,830 • masterlist

Part of my Sexy Ikemen Summer Creation Challenge. Prompts: At your rich friend's summer villa + Make them work up a sweat then call them sexy

"I see that you're making yourself at home."

You lean your head against the terrace's threshold, looking at the man helping himself to the drink cabinet with the manner of accommodation only the lord of the house would possess - which he's not - but your eyes are trained on his deft fingers mixing a sweet alcoholic concoction. As predicted, he's quick to shoot a remark to refute your chaff.

"It's what they would've wanted for us, no? We're keeping an eye on their home. Last time I checked the drink cabinet was a part of it."

And you were oh-so kind as to turn down any other kind of payment, you think to yourself, not sure if you want to let the words slip out and accidentally stroke his ego. Not when you want to play with said kindness for a little longer.

"Don't worry, I'm making one for you as well. I saved you the most coquettish glass I found around here too."

"It's appreciated."

Jin catches your gaze briefly before making himself appear engrossed with working the shaker. You'd chuckle if it wasn't successfully impressing you.

"What about you, sweetheart? Are you not enjoying it outside?"

He makes it easier for you, instantly clocking your lingering around the door clad in your pink bikini and how it might not be linked to you simply wishing to watch him prepare the cocktails.

"Mm, I was actually just about to come ask you to help me with something, if you don't mind."

Jin smirks, adding the finishing touch to both glasses in the form of two perfect slices of lime he previously cut.

"Of course I don't mind. Let's take these outside, I was just about to join you."

You smile back and turn around, feeling the sun's veil rest hotly on skin as soon as you step out of the shade. Jin follows, not flinching even when he sets his big, sturdy feet bare on the scorching tiles. He takes the few steps leading to the corner of the terrace occupied by a pair of wooden beach lounges and leaves the cocktails by the small table in the middle.

"Let me guess. You were putting sunscreen on but there's this spot you just can't reach, so you need your boyfriend's hands to the rescue."

You snort at Jin, sitting down on the soft cushioning of the lounge. "It's not that, but I like your imagination. I'll keep it in mind when I get to the sunscreen. First I need to decide where I want to lay, so…"

"Okay, let me move the lounge for you."

Bingo.

"Ahh, you're a saver! Wait, let me show you where I want it."

Rejuvenated, you jump to your feet, walking to a somewhat distant spot of the spacious terrace, looking pleadingly at Jin.

"There? Alright, give me a second."

"Yes, the garden is visible from there and I think it's even lovelier from above. We should walk around it properly later… I think I spotted a few fig trees too, and those flowers that I was telling you about…I still don't know what they're called…"

Letting only a murmur in reply, Jin rolls up his red shirt's sleeves just a little higher to be sure, and gets behind the lounge to push it to where you are.

"Jinnn, get rid of that shirt already. I thought you wanted to sunbathe with me?"

Your plea falls on deaf ears for the duration of the task, but the Jin Grandet you know won't just ignore an undressing request like that. So he makes a show out of dusting off his hands once he's done moving the lounge and reaches to the uppermost button on his chest. "Yeah? Someone's getting impatient to see me naked?"

You already regret asking, but the roll of your eyes is more of an exaggeration than anything.

"Anyway, thank you. It's perfect."

You keep your eyes on Jin as you lie down, retrieving your sunglasses from the top of your head to put them on and make yourself comfortable. The way the seconds drag on agonizingly slowly is killing you, but you know you have to time it right before you speak again, "Actually, Jin…"

"Yes, sugar?"

"I think the sun is too much for me here…" You adjust your sunglasses that now do a great job at subtly ogling Jin's freshly-stripped-down torso. "I wonder if you could possibly-"

"Don't get up."

Oh, that's perfect. You offer Jin a polite little chuckle as you settle back into the beach lounge and leave it to Jin to drag it across the terrace along with you.

He makes it look so easy, pulling it to the more shady parts of the terrace once again. His sturdy backwards steps are slowed down enough to make you indulge yourself in the moment, the way he towers over your back and throws a shadow across your body.

"What do you say about… right here, under the straw umbrella. It lets through some sun."

"Hmmm." You linger on the thought, without paying much mind on it in the first place. "Turn me around, maybe?"

"As you wish."

Jin changes position, going to the feet of the lounge now. When he enters your vision, you see that the sun did wonders with the mini-workout you put him through, quickly turning the efforts into beads of sweat forming all over his toned torso. He's glorious when he leans down to grab a hold of the lounge, letting you fix your eyes on him from above. He knows you're staring, even with the shades on, but whatever.

He's done with your request all too soon. The beads of sweat start running down his body by the time he straightens himself back up, and his height looks even more impressive when you're so close to the ground. The sun creates a soft halo over his chestnut head when you follow his fingers carding through his hair.

"Jin," You start, not even pausing to wonder when your breath has become as rasped as if you were the one doing all the hard work around here, "I think I'm still a little hot."

"Sure you are. Clenching your thighs shut like that, I imagine it's not helping much.

The sudden realization hits you with a shudder, and your legs part open. Jin invites himself in, sinking one knee down between yours before you can grasp a sense of the situation.

"I…"

"What? Don't tell me you don't like it here either."

You turn your head to the side as Jin leans in closer, leaving your neck open for his kisses. There's nothing delicate about them; he can't be patient any longer, roughened by your little games - and you take all the credit for making him like that. While playing coy of course.

"Mm… I think I'm beginning to enjoy myself here."

Jin's teeth graze your skin and he can't help himself letting them linger right there; imprinting their shape on you as he bites your shoulder playfully. He is quick to travel south, making good use of your exposed skin due to the bikini, until his cleavage kisses spread all the way to the thin strap connecting the two triangular patches of fabric over your chest. You look at Jin bewildered and he has the audacity to hold your gaze as he catches the strap between his teeth and yanks your bikini up.

Your breasts bounce free and a gush of indecency creeps through you. Surely there must have been less animalistic ways for your boob-crazed boyfriend to undress you.

Not that you feel like scolding him. Even if he ends up tearing your bikini apart, at the very most you'd smack his cheek before accepting that you'll have to sunbathe topples for the rest of the day. You're quite the opportunist. If that were the case, you're sure you'd use it to your advantage, putting Jin's self-control to the test while secretly seducing him. He wanted to be with someone who matched his sexual energy, he's not allowed to complain now.

While you think of all the could-have-been's, Jin takes a more simple approach at exploring his desires, by putting his face where he likes it most.

"Think 'm beginning to enjoy m'self here as well."

You can tell, if not merely by knowing him all too well, then by the lustful haze in his eyes. His tongue licks a wet stripe across your left breast until the hard nipple is caught between his plush lips, and he sucks on it. That little spark alone sets the pit of your belly on fire and your legs can barely remain still, so you tentatively wrap one of them around Jin's torso. He humps the crevice of your thigh twice and you mewl into the back of your hand, stuck between wanting him to keep sucking and humping you and wanting him to do more. Gradually the latter prevails as it's barely enough for you.

"Jin…"

"Nngh," a guttural sound rolls off Jin's throat the moment your hand trails down to grasp his length through his white shorts. He lets go of your chest, leaving it glistening with saliva, and sits up between your parted legs, caressing one of them all the way to your knee then palming the ball of it, readily, as if about to rearrange you any moment now for a nice fucking. "Tell me something."

There's question in the tone of your voice even if the sound you produce reminds more of a needy moan. Your fingers toy with the ties of your bottom piece, waiting to see if Jin bashes your hand away in favor of unwrapping you himself. But whatever he's going to ask about seems to be more important, so you try to listen.

"What was that all about? You didn't care about sunbathing, did you?"

The delicious bulge in Jin's shorts is very distracting, especially when he times his question with getting rid of them. You wouldn’t want to miss the moment his cock springs out.

"Haha…" You begin, your lips suddenly feeling dry, and you only pick your speech again when you're satisfied with the display of Jin's length sitting up against his abdomen, hot and hard and all yours. "Sue me. You're just so sexy when you work up a sweat."

"So that's what it was. Couldn't think of any other ways to make me work up a sweat?" Jin receives his answer but keeps looking at you, considering something. He gives his cock a nice pump, bottom to top. By now you've come to absolutely loathe the piece of fabric covering you where you're the hottest, and you take matters into your own hands - but Jin's larger hand intervenes, halting your actions as he instead goes for your hip, nudging you to get up.

You stare at him puzzled but comply, letting him switch your places as you find yourself straddling him on the beach lounge.

"Now," he pulls the ties undone on your left side, "Let's see you work up a sweat. What do you say?", then he mimics his actions on the right side, letting the fabric fall and expose your glistening heat.

You suck on a breather, an almost painful throb manifesting between your legs with Jin's request for you to ride him. Had he said that a few minutes ago you'd throw a tantrum, as in your head there hardly was a sexier outcome of this than you lying down being taken by Jin as sweat runs down his body. But for how nonchalant he appears to be, Jin is quite cunning at times. He turns the tables in the one moment he knows you won't be able to refuse him.

And truly, he doesn't need to ask twice. Now completely bare, it's so easy for you to get into position and make sure the tip of his cock kisses your folds ever so titillatingly as you lean in to plant your lips against Jin's. Your right hand finds its way between your legs, enjoying the discovery of your wetness coating the angry-red tip already. Your fingers slip inside your heat, and the promise of something bigger replacing them in just a second makes your toes curl as you prepare yourself.

"C'mon, sweetheart. Guide it in yourself."

Jin's whisper is so raspy as the air of it caresses the side of your face that you have to remember to keep breathing, and you withdraw your fingers. The emptiness inside you calls with another agonizing throb and it's only emphasized by the feeling of Jin in your hand. As you wrap your fingers around his hardness, your slick envelopes him, and you make sure to spread it all over the tip as well. Jin places his sturdy hands in the folds of your knees as they rest on both sides of his abdomen, gently encouraging you. You want to kiss him one last time before your breath is completely stolen, so you do that - but you don't drag it out too long, for neither of you can hold back much longer.

You guide the tip of his hardness inside yourself, and as it catches onto your entrance your walls instantly squeeze around it with a vice-tight grip. Relaxing is harder when you're on top because gravity wants to do its own thing, and you're desperate - but somehow you manage to take it all in, nice and slowly. Jin is huge. You're sure you're never going to get used to it.

"Fuck." He swears, fingernails biting into the paper-thin skin of the crease of your knees, and it sends shivers down your spine. It makes you move up on Jin, and then all too soon fall back down. The feeling is overwhelming, but you can't help wanting more. So you repeat the motion; once and twice and then the wet sounds of you fucking yourself on Jin's cock reach your ears, so you know you've fallen into that lustful dance.

Jin reaches up and grabs a hold of your bouncing breasts, because of course he does, and it enhances the hot feeling inside you. His cock fills you up so nicely, as you drag yourself up and down his length, that you feel like your body moves on its own chasing after the pleasure.

"Do it faster," Jin instructs, and you change position, letting your legs fall to the tiles as you grasp the headrest of the beach longue for purchase without pausing for a second, "Yeah, just like that. Fuck, you feel so good."

The new angle makes it so easy to bounce up and down on Jin, and you take maximum advantage of that, destined to fuck him until the thirst of both of you is clenched. Moans spill from your parted lips, and you chant his name oh-so easily as you feel your orgasm approaching.

Jin's hands leave your breasts only for them to settle on your waist instead. He easily slows you down without using much of his strength, and you whimper at the loss of the delicious build-up he deprived you of. But you're proud to see him just as worked-up as you are.

You use the moment to place some playful kitten licks on his collarbones. The salty taste of his skin all but turns you on more, and you're quite drunk on him. Without noticing, you’ve started grinding down on him again, impatient as you are.

Jin groans and supports your naughty acts, thumbs digging into your hips. He flashes you a wanton look before taking the reins, thrusting his pelvis up.

"Ahhh!!" The moan rips out of your throat, and you don't have room to collect more air before Jin starts earnestly fucking into you from below.

"You're gonna cum all over me? Let me feel you get so tight?"

"Ahhh-Yes, yes- Jin- oh God-"

The sounds of skin slapping against skin and the powerful thrusts make you lose control, and before you know it you're soaring; a powerful orgasm whips through you and your walls clamp down on Jin's cock, hard. Your head is still in the clouds when the telltale groan of Jin following you comes to your ears, and you moan as the hot mass inside you is rapidly removed, making your juices leak out with a small gush. The sensation of hot ropes of cum spraying on your naked skin all but heightens the tingling that still courses through your nethers, and Jin's erotic face is a rewarding sight through your own lens of pink haze.

"Aww…" You let the tiredness in your limbs settle in along with the afterwaves of pleasure as you slide your body down against Jin's, the mixture of your fluids trapped in between. "This calls for a bath."

Jin's hand maps the width of your sun-warmed back, caressing you softly.

"It does. We've yet to check out the water pressure of their showerhead."

"J-Jin!"

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[randonauticrap]

HolySHIT THANKYOUFORTAGGINGMEINTHISWORKOFART

This is stunning. Wow. I- words are gone, this fic took my breath away.

SOPHISTICATION - JIN GRANDET X READER

Warnings : pretty suggestive, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : sensual fluff

Word count : 0.7K words

Additional notes : This was entirely inspired by @randonauticrap ‘s—very relatable—rants about Jin, and @atelier-the-atelier ‘s post from a while back about the elegant, mature vibes Jin exudes. It’s been living in my head rent-free😮‍💨

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Jin’s hands were big; big enough to span the entirety of their lower back when he wrapped them up in his arms like this. It was equal parts comforting and exhilarating, mellow pleasure shooting down their spine with every gentle caress of their skin.

Crossing their legs to sit upright properly, they leaned even further into his embrace, almost melting into his lap. He smelt of sandalwood and patchouli, a mix so heady and rich it almost caused them to shiver with the subtle want that always lingered whenever they sat with their lover.

With the elegance only a regal Rhodolitian prince could have, he took a sip of the expensive wine in the crystal glass in his hand resting on the armchair. In the most enticing way possible, his lips—once removed and knowingly smirking at them, like he knew perfectly well just how his appearance affected them—were stained rouge and damp.

As he invited them to have a taste with a slight slant of his wine glass, Jin’s daring fingers trailed down, tantalizingly close to their backside. Garnet eyes roved over their entire figure languidly draped over him, so closely entwined in a way similar to how they always were between the sheets.

Their throat bobbed with every swallow of the slightly-sweet alcohol, and Jin’s narrowed eyes caught every subtle movement. Their own sparkling eyes met his, and the mere look in them was like a sensual beckoning to him, or a salacious caress with the moon as their only witness.

“You like it?” His voice was barely above a whisper, the rich baritone warming them down to the very tips of their feet—or perhaps that was the wine, paired with his palm massaging them through the thin fabric of their loungewear.

Jin smelled and sounded far too intoxicating for them to even muster anything but a barely-there nod. And they certainly couldn’t make out exactly what they were saying they liked—was it the sting of the expensive liquor? Or was it his undivided attention, and the unabashed desire in his eyes?

In all cases, they wanted more. A bold hand crept through the top of his unbuttoned shirt, usually so crisp but now rumpled in a way reminiscent to how they always left him after a tryst of passion. He was the image of pure eroticism and adoration, all in one ridiculously elegant package.

And they loved every bit of him.

They stroked the hard planes of his chest, a satisfied little smirk of their own making its way on their face as they felt his heartbeat thumping against their palm. After all this time, they still reveled in the way they flustered him, regardless of how poised and charming he tried to appear on the outside. That was the cool façade of a man head over heels in love, and they could always see through Jin’s.

“I’d say you liked it more,” they chuckled, lightly scraping their nail against the exposed tan skin and getting a thrill out of the shiver that coursed through his body. His eyes flashed, and for a moment they could swear that his passionate gaze had turned rather desperate.

Somehow, he managed to find the words. “I’d like it even more if we spent the rest of the night in bed.”

“And what exactly do you have planned for us in bed?” They toyed with the threads of his shirt; anything to busy their fingers and feign nonchalance, despite him consuming their every thought at the moment.

“Sit and talk for a while. Y’know, I really miss you when you’re not with me,” Jin mumbled, leaning in to press a soft kiss to their temple, before breathing out a laugh at the way they fidgeted in his lap. “Kiss a little. Take our time with that.” His other hand, now free of the wine glass, reached up to thumb at their dewy lips as he grinned disarmingly. “Maybe even make love until the break of dawn?”

It was all-too-tempting to give in to their lover’s whims; fantasies that they knew they’d enact—and then some. With their heart pounding in their chest with anticipation, they wrapped their arms around his neck, swallowing thickly and watching his corded muscles flex with the shifts in movement as he began to lift them up. Too easy; it was far too easy to get lured in by his timeless, effortless beauty.

“Yes to all of that,” they sighed, a little dreamily and very much in love all over again. “Let’s make up for lost time, Jin.”

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[ikemenlibrary]

Ikémen Prince Gift Exchange Masterlist

Thank you to everyone who chose to participate in this event and helped make it a success! Everyone is so talented, and I am in awe of all of you <3 Going through all your pieces have been truly enjoyable and I've loved every minute of it!

Prove It To Me | Jin Grandet x Reader | by @nightghoul381 for xxsycamore

They Say Distance Makes The Heart Grow Fonder | Nokto Klein x Emma (MC) | by @xxsycamore for nightghoul381

Unaccepted Together | Clavis Lelouch x Reader | by @nightghoul381 for scummy-writes

Autumn Daze | Gilbert Von Obsidian x MC | by @scummy-writes for daegupaksu

A Starry Tryst (Artwork) | Nokto Klein x Noele (OC) | by @daegupaksu for drachonia

Sea at Sunrise (Artwork) | Silvio Ricci x MC | by @drachonia for nightghoul381

Bookmarked Dialogue | Keith Howell x Julie (OC) | by @ikemenlibrary for queengiuliettafirstlady

The Gentle Stag Rewrites The Stars | Keith Howell x MC | by @queengiuliettafirstlady for ridiculouslly-ridiculous

Princess Picnic Pick Me Up | Rio Ortiz, Clavis Lelouch, Silvio Ricci, Gilbert Von Obsidian, MC | by @ridiculouslly-ridiculous for misty-moth

Peter Clavis and the Lost Boys (Artwork) | Clavis Lelouch, Nokto Klein, Luke Randolph | by @misty-moth for pondlilies00

Take a Rest (Artwork) | Sariel Noir x MC | by @pondlilies00 for alydra (bluejay-writes)

This is fine. | Chevalier Michel x MC | by @bluejay-writes for randonauticrap

Ember Glows the Heart | Leon Dompteur x MC/Reader | by @randonauticrap for myonlyjknight

A Clavish Day Off | Clavis Lelouch x MC | by @myonlyjknight for claviscollections

Petrichor | Yves Kloss x MC/Reader | by @claviscollections for pillowpillowillow

The Voyager Prince (Artwork) | Silvio Ricci | by @pillowpillowillo for aquilapolariz

In Business, In Life | Silvio Ricci x Hyacinth (OC) | by @aquilapolariz for tacogawa

La Belle et la Bête (Artwork) | Leon Dompteur x MC | by @tacogawa for kokorokai

The Tyrant's New Wife (Artwork) | Silvio Ricci x Airin D'Avalos (OC) | by @kokorokai for airin-queenz

Chilly Morning's Date | Licht Klein x MC | by @airin-queenz for ikemenlibrary

Read to Me | Chevalier Michel x MC | by @ikeromantic for aquagirl1978

What Was I Made For | Gilbert Von Obsidian x Rosemary (OC) | by @aquagirl1978 for prisoniclover

Return | Leon Dompteur x Emma (MC) | by @prisoniclover for chirp-a-chirp

Cat-astrophe | Clavis Lelouch x MC | by @chirp-a-chirp (with art by @aide-falls) for katriniac (ohtomatotome)

Getting There is Half the Fun | Keith Howell x Emma (MC) | by @ohtomatotome for violettduchess

Practical Magic | Clavis Lelouch x Emma (MC) | by @violettduchess for ikeromantic

[violettduchess]

Hi my lovely!! If you’re able to still take the requests, would you consider Jin + Cowboy + Spice? 💘 hehe tysm!!!

A/N: Here you are @jozhenji💜 Hope you like it! Thank you for giving me a reason to write another Western AU!

Jin x Reader

WC: ~1.5k

“Oh my lord, it’s him! It’s him!”

“He’s back!! How’s my hair? Is my rouge good?”

The gaggle of saloon girls crowding at the window reminds you of a group of very excited birds, the bright yellow, pink and blue feathers of their costumes fluttering with every excited movement they make.

“Ladies.” Your voice is cool and calm but loud enough to reach them over the normal saloon sounds of gruff murmuring, chairs scraping against the wooden floor, the piano off in the corner playing popular tunes. “Back to work.” They turn, a flock in motion, but the hand on your hip and the tilt of your head are stern enough to pull a collective sigh from them before they tap tap tap on their heels back to wherever they were before it was announced that Jin Grandet was back in town.

You lean against the edge of the bar, exchanging a look with Luke, the shaggy-haired bartender, who simply shrugs one of his big shoulders and goes back to drying glasses. A moment later, the door of the saloon swings opens and a tall, broad figure momentarily blocks the spill of cool, early evening light.

“What a fine night it is in Rhodolite County. Evening, everyone. Drinks on me!” Jin steps further into the saloon and grins as a cheer rises from the patrons, his name being shouted in greeting and good cheer. He spots you, all in red, the only woman allowed to wear that color in Belle's, leaning on the end of the smooth, wooden bar, your gaze casually glancing his way as you raise a glass of rich mahogany wine to your lips. His grin widens as he strolls in your direction, his gait lighter than one would think for a man of his size.

You try to keep your expression blank, but it’s difficult not to let your appreciation of that compelling physique show. His jeans hug long, powerful legs. His midnight blue shirt is tucked into them, leaving very little to the imagination. It’s an easy stroll, following the line of his muscular legs to a surprisingly narrow waist and then back up to wide, powerful shoulders. His shirt sleeves are rolled up, revealing strong forearms. One hand is shoved enticingly into the front pocket of his jeans. His dark hair, brown kissed by fire, is covered by a black pinch-front cowboy hat and anyone who didn’t know Jin would assume the white object at the corner of his shapely lips is a cigarette.

You know better.

“I ain’t ever gonna get used to the sight of a grown-ass man suckin’ on a lollipop.”

His grin grows brighter as he reaches up, pulling the sweet red treat from his mouth. A few of the saloon girls sigh audibly and you turn your head, shooting a glare in their general direction. Quickly the feathers bob up and down as they return to work.

“Want a taste?” He slides onto the bar stool closest to you, garnet eyes alight as he holds out the lollipop in your direction. With a huff, you roll your eyes, lifting your wine glass in response.

“Already got something far superior, Grandet.”

Although your words are thorny, you’re moving behind the bar, fixing him a drink. While you’re preparing his whiskey on the rocks, he’s approached by other patrons. They welcome him back to Rhodolite with slaps on the shoulder and excited questions about his latest adventure in Obsidian.

One of the saloon girls slinks forward, pressing a hand to the hard plane of his chest, batting lashes coated in thick black mascara. They remind you of gangly spider-legs

“You were gone so suddenly, Jin. We all missed you.”

He reaches up, wrapping her hand in his big one and removing it from his chest. He does it so fluidly, so effortlessly, with a grin so flirty and promising that she doesn’t even notice.

“When the sheriff gives an order, sweet thing, his officers have to answer.” 

A rugged man with eyes lit up by booze and admiration leans his elbow on the bar counter.

“Tell us, Jin, did you run into the Gilbert gang?”

This could turn into an all-nighter if he starts answering the town folks' questions. It wouldn’t be the first time. Pointedly you set his drink down in front of him. 

“Alright alright. Clear off now. Jin and I have saloon business to take care of. Ya’ll can pester him later.”

Jin is your business partner and part owner of Belle’s, having jumped at the chance to help you open the place several months ago. He's happy to leave the run of it in your hands, but does like to be included in certain business decisions. Just last month, before he had left on his mission for Sheriff Michel, he had brought you a bottle of wine from Benitoite county, promising you it would increase sales if sold here. And he had been right, to the tune of 40 percent.

Now he frowns, sighing almost theatrically as he turns to face you. “I just walked in the place and you want to talk business?” He shakes his head, sliding off the bar stool with his drink in his hand. “Dealing with the Obsidian gang is easier than my partner here,” he says to an eye-roll from you and raucous laughter from the crowd. He lifts the whiskey, knocking it back in one smooth motion and then sets the empty tumbler down on the bar.

You make your way towards the narrow spiral staircase in the back corner of the saloon, listening as Jin claps people on the shoulder, promising them a drink on him later as well as the details of his adventures in Obsidian county. They all watch him go, shaking their heads. Poor guy, just back and now it seems you’re calling him to the chopping block for one thing or another.

The staircase leads to the second floor of the building, the place where there are several bedrooms. Yours, as owner, is at the end of the hall and bigger than the rest. Reaching into one of the discrete pockets sewn into the crimson satin of your gown, you pull out the iron key to your door even as you hear the heavy steps of Jin’s cowboy boots along the wooden corridor. 

Stepping inside your bedroom, a sanctuary of mint green and gold and delicate decorations, you turn, dropping the key into a small soap dish shaped like a lily-pad as Jin steps inside and then one-handedly closes the door firmly behind him. 

Your eyes lock and for a moment, neither of you moves. And then you’re rushing forward and he’s pulling you towards him, wrapping his strong arms around you and crushing your eager lips with a kiss. He tastes like whiskey, sweet and tangy, and on his tongue you catch the faintest hint of strawberry lollipop. Your fingers grip the nape of his neck as another wave of thunderous craving rolls through you.

“Lord, I missed you,” he manages to growl somewhere in the tangle of kisses. His cowboy hat has fallen to the floor and somehow the straps of your gown have come undone. He lowers his head, pressing his mouth to the line of your neck, following it down to the smooth skin of your bare shoulder. His strong hands are anchored at your waist, deliciously firm. Your head lolls back to give him access; his hair soft between your fingers.

“You got some nerve just waltzin’ in like that, Jin Grandet." Your words exist in that place between a whisper and a gasp. "No note that you’re back. No private visit. I ought to turn you out right now.”

He huffs against the delicate skin of your collarbone.

“You won’t. Not with the way I turn you on.”

You groan, half at the terrible pun, half at the way his mouth is hungrily exploring all the skin above the heart-shaped neckline of your dress.

“Besides,” he breathes as he skims his hands up your back, his face pressed against the softness of your cleavage, “I wanted to surprise my girl.”

He urges you towards the bed, showing shocking dexterity despite the size of his hands as he works the hooks of your gown. You put a hand between you, feeling the way his heart is hammering even through the soft cotton of his shirt.

“Jin…?”

He lifts his head, hair a disheveled mess, eyes glowing like hot coals with want.

“Yeah?”

You smile slowly, reaching out to cup his face with your palm. The touch is a moment of tenderness, a light in the dark sea of desire you’re both sinking into.

“I missed you too. So very much.”

His breath catches as he feels the truth of your words, the soft sincerity of them. His dark head bows, lifting your hand to his lips where he places a loving kiss to the back of it.

“C’mere, cowboy,” you murmur, lowering yourself onto the bed and pulling him along with you. “Lemme show you.”

Tagging: @xbalayage @alexxavicry @queengiuliettafirstlady @rhodolitesrose @ikemen-writer @bellerose-arcana @thewitchofbooks @aria-chikage @redheadkittys @tele86 @dear-mrs-otome @firestar-otomeobsessed @curious-skybunny @rhodoliteschaos @kpop-and-otome @writingwhimsey @mxrmaid-poet @silver-dahlia @wendolrea @otomefoxystar @nightfoxqueen @myonlyjknight @portrait-ninja @ikesimpleton @queen-dahlia @scorchieart @nightghoul381

[clavissionary-position]

Ikeprinces and Their Voicemail

Some of these are a bit suggestive so MDNI please!

Jin: Hello, hello, Jin Grandet here; grande in more ways than one. I know what you're thinking. Is this an x-rated hotline? I assure you that is definitely not the case... unless you're a fine-bosomed lady, that is. Single and ready to mingle? Stay on the line, sugar-tits *beep*

Chevalier: *voicemail goes straight to the beep*

Clavis: Hello? *proceeds to have a fake conversation with the caller as if he's actually there* That'll get the flour out of your hair asap. Oh, that's fascinating. I'm so sorry to hear that. Nice legs, you say? *beep*

Leon: Hey there, you've reached Leon. Sorry we missed each other. But it'd be boring if we connected without a little interference, yeah? Kidding, kidding! Just leave a name and number and I'll get back to you with the funniest joke you've ever heard―guaranteed *beep*

Yves: You have reached the Fifth Prince of Rhodolite, Yves Juniper Oswald Kloss. I'm sorry I can't be here to take your call right now, so please leave your name and number after the tone. Unless you're Clavis. Then please hang up and toss your phone into the nearest river―*sound of phone accidentally falling into the toilet*―Are you serious... I wasn't even in the bathroom :(

Licht: This is Licht. I'm not available right now. Leave a message. Give me back my phone, Nokto *beep*

Nokto: Mmmmnnn hello. I had every intention of answering your call, but I'm a busy man with places to be, deals to sign, lips to... You know what I mean... If there's anything I can do for you, do leave a name, number, and a brief description of yourself so I can pick out the perfect pair of―Licht, come on, I wasn't done with―*beep*

Luke: *sound of snoring for 30 seconds cut off by a beep at the end*

Sariel: This is Sariel. My apologies for being unable to receive your call. Please leave a name, number, and 10-word description of what you are calling about. I must stress that it has to be 10 words or you risk my losing interest. Just kidding. Or am I *beep*

Rio: Hello! Rio here! Woof! I don't... actually know why I did that into the phone... Oh well. Let me know what I can do for you and I'll see if Silvio is available to foot the bill. Spoiler: he is. I love Emma today and everyday! *beep*

Keith: I'm so sorry I couldn't be here to take your call! Please let me make it up to you! I know I'm nothing special but if there's anything you need help with―pulling weeds, maybe? Or doing your taxes? Or being your alibi for a future murder... No―NO! Murder is wrong! Please don't murder any―*beep*

Silvio: I ain't here. Leave a message after the fuckin *beep*

Gilbert: Hello. You've reached Gil. I'm sorry I can't take your call right now, because I'm sure you wouldn't be calling just to waste my time. You're smarter than that, right? Hehehe, that's what I thought. Anyway, let me just wash this blood from my hands and I'll get back to you *smiles through the phone*

[whatever-fanfics]

Oops...

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Jin Grandet x reader

A/n: Their child catches them doing the dirty.

CW: fingering, nipple play, hand job, NSFW, Sexual intercourse. Minors DNI

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Jin

You sigh softly, face contorted in pleasure as you felt your husbands fingers work their way through your folds squeezing and massaging your bud. He has you on your back, legs parted as he fingers you into lustful bliss. In your shared room nothing echoes louder than your moans of pure pleasure, as he alternates between sucking and teasing your nipple with his tongue. Your gaze shifts to his neglected length dripping with pre cum. Left twitching pathetically, you lock eye contact with him as you move your hand just enough to lightly caress the head with the tips of your finger.

You love how his breath falters, moaning around your nipple. Tearing a loud moan out of you.

"Haaah~"

His mouth pops off your perk nipple, red from the attention, it'll bruise before tomorrow. A whimper escapes your lips as he roughly withdraws his fingers from your core. "Be careful, they're just down the hall" he reminds you with a whisper. You know what he means, of course, your little one is sleeping right down the hall.

You nod, too far gone to really reply. Jin's mouth closes over yours locked in a heated kiss. Your eyes locked in each others gaze with nothing but lust present. You don't look away as he breathes in deeply ready to enter your aching core.

Your groans and moans mix as he enters you. You only break your gaze away once he starts to move more urgently, your breaths mix.

You arch you back as he drills his cock into you. You moans get louder and louder but your both are to engulfed by your pleasure.

"Jin!" you cry

"Jin!"

Your orgasms immanent.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

Your moans getting louder by the second "Ahhhh~"-"AHHHHH!!!"

Time stops as your both taken out of you pleasurable stupor by your 5 year old child. Charging into your room wooden sword in hand.

You could only watch in pure shock as they attacked their father.

Your matching faces of shock only unmatched as Jin raises his hand in self defense, though he remembers that he's still inside of you, he tries to use his other arm to balance himself so he doesn't move too much. A fruitless effort as he moves anyway.

"Mm-" you try not to make any noise but a noise escapes you none the less.

"GET OFF MY MOMMY!!!" they scream

You only break out of your shock when they start going for his head, raising one hand up to shield the sword and the other to cover Jin's head, as they did get two good strikes in.

"Hey, hey, hey~" you softly try too diffuse the situation

"What's all the fighting about, huh?'" Your husband asks, head a little hurt.

"I heard you" they fumed, their little face contorted with rage.

"Eh?" your face racked in astonishment and embarrassment.

"I heard you, you were hurting mommy" they fumed once more.

"A-Ah..." Jin's expression now matches your own. "Kiddo, I'm not hurting your mom, I'm-I'm just playing with her" your husband tries to assuage your child with a fib. "YOU LIAR" they shout, "I HEARD HER SCREAMING AND LOOK AT YOU, YOU'RE ON TOP OF HER" they gestured to your position. "Oh-oh" you truly were dumbfounded at the situation. "Papa, how could you do something like that, I'm really disappointed in you" you could only stare at your poor child who looked like they were ready to burst into tears.

"B-Baby" you get their attention, finally gathering your bearings. "Daddy wasn't hurting me" you try to keep your voice even. "Hm?" they question, face back from anger to pure child like confusion "he was massaging me" you say, as a matter of factly.

"Eh? Really" they ask again for reassurance. "Really" you and your husband say at the same time. "Baby, why are you here?" You enquire, "did we wake you up?" you ask, using your hand to caress their face, your heart swells as you feel their soft cheeks, the last of the baby fat not quite all gone.

"N-No" they answer, suddenly going shy. "Everything alright, any monsters in your room" Jin speaks up, always weary at the possibility of an intruder. "I sawm a lighter in ma room" they mutter out, face seeming more embarrassed than scared. "Hm" you wonder aloud, "it's okay you can tell us" you reassure softly, caressing their face once more.

They look at you two eyes soft and unguarded "I saw a spider in my room, it was bigger than my thumb" they say more accurately and show you their thumb for comparison.

You look at Jin, knowing you were not good with spiders in any sense. "Ready dad" you ask, he chuckles a bit before looking down and remembering the position you two were in. A sigh leaves his lips "Alright, can you be a little brave for mom and dad and wait in the hall for me" he pleads, eyes soft with adoration. "Mm-mm" they shake their head no. You both sigh this time, "Pretty please, our brave brave knight" you try your luck this time. They purse their lips in doubt, but ultimately agree to wait in the hall.

You exhale shakily as Jin's, now flaccid, cock pulls out of you.

You hear a chuckle escape his lips, "it's not funny" you exclaim as you smack his shoulder in mock anger. "It's a little funny" he defends himself as he reaches for his trousers. "But-uh I like the idea of being the only one to make you scream like that" he says as he bends down on top of you to give you a quick kiss. You laugh as he takes another, and another.

You break away "Jin don't make them wait in the hall" you chide softly. He nods and takes one last kiss before getting up and off the bed.

You watch as he hastily pulls on his trousers, only his trousers. "You're not putting your underwear on?" You ask a bit perplexed. "What's the point if they're comin' off as soon as I come back" he answers. It's your turn to laugh, "we'll see" you breathe out in a whisper, "hm?" he asks, "nothing, go" you wave him off and watch as he exits your room.

~~~

Jin exhales as he lays back down on the bed where his wife sleeps, trousers gone, replaced with sleeping pants.

It'd taken around 15 minutes to find the spider since it had moved from its original spot, and another 15 minutes to get their child back to sleep. He looks at your sleeping form, his gaze burning with soft adoration. He lays down and feels his heart swell as you turn on your side, leaving your hand on his heart. As he drifts off to sleep, only one thought is evident in his mind.

God he loves you...

~~~

A/n: Not sure yet but I might do some of the others, all... I'm not sure yet. If anyone wants more lmk.

[wistfulwanderingone]

Whisked Together

Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Characters: Yves Kloss, Cassandra Bellerose; Leon Dompteur, Jin Grandet, (Clavis X OC story AU)

Tags: friendship fluff, Humor

Summary: Between playful banter, shared laughter, and a rose-infused tart in the making, a friendship deepens. But the peaceful morning takes a chaotic turn when two mischievous princes crash the scene.

Word Count: 2307

Timeline: 4 years after Bloodstained Rose Day, 6 years before the "Belle" year. (Takes place before Meeting in the Moonlight).

A/N: Introducing my new OC Cassandra, who is besties with Yves and Licht and romantically paired with Clavis Lelouch, Cassandra, who has been carefully crafted for him specifically. (More details at the end of the post).

(Thank you @dododrawsstuff for all the beautiful artwork you have provided for Cassandra's story so far!)

Whisked Together

“Here you go, milady.” The maid, curtsied and gestured towards a nearby door. The door was more simple and small than any of the others they had passed by on their way. “If you need anything else, please let me know.” She curtsied once more and turned to head back down the small hallway.

Cassandra pushed the wooden door open and stepped into a small kitchen in the back of the palace, she smiled at the immediate sense of warmth and comfort that washed over her. The room was bathed in the soft morning light filtering through large windows, casting a gentle glow over the rustic yet refined space. Copper pots and pans hung from a wooden rack above, their polished surfaces gleaming in the sunlight. The walls were adorned with hanging garlic and herbs, adding a touch of greenery and a hint of their earthy aroma to the air.

A large, sturdy wooden table dominated the center of the room, its surface slightly worn from years of use but lovingly maintained. It was scattered with fresh ingredients: ripe tomatoes, fragrant herbs, and a basket of vibrant red apples. On one end of the table, two tall candles in brass holders added a touch of elegance, their unlit wicks promising cozy evenings filled with culinary delights.

The stone walls and arched doorways gave the kitchen an old-world charm, while the modern appliances and well-stocked shelves spoke of a space designed for both efficiency and comfort. The countertop along the far wall was cluttered with various cooking utensils, neatly organized within reach. A few bottles of olive oil and vinegar stood beside a mortar and pestle, ready for the day's culinary adventures.

As Cassandra looked around, she couldn't help but smile and clasp her hands together in delight. This kitchen, with its blend of warmth and practicality, felt like the heart of the palace, filled with the promise of delicious food and shared laughter. She knew immediately there would be many wonderful moments spent here with her friends.

As if on cue, a door in the back swung open, and Yves, arms laden with baking goods, stepped out.  Cassandra scurried over to help take some things from his arms before he lost his grip on any of them. “So this is the palace kitchen…”

“Well, one of them,” he replied, depositing the load onto the table. “This one isn’t used by the palace staff, so it’s never very busy or crowded. Makes for a much more peaceful time baking.” He smiled warmly at her.

“The perfect atmosphere for baking with you!” she giggled, sweeping him into a big hug.

He blushed, slightly taken aback by her enthusiasm, but hugged her back with a genuine smile before stepping away bashfully.  “Yes, well, I suppose.”

Cassandra danced around the kitchen, taking in the scene once more and then looking through all the ingredients he had brought. “So what are we making today?”

Yves brushed a hand through his soft, honey-colored hair. “I’d like to try making a rose-infused savory tart. A bit unconventional, perhaps, but I think it will be delicious.”

Cassandra giggled and bumped his shoulder with hers. “Everything you make is delicious, Yves.” Her bright, green eyes were practically gleaming as she smiled at him. “I can’t wait to try it!”

“I want to make enough for the tea party and some for…”

“Your brothers?” Cassandra winked at him knowingly.

Yves cheeks rosied a little bit. “I suppose they’ve earned an occasional treat.”

Cassandra tried to bite back a grin but didn’t succeed. Yves was just the cutest thing and she could hardly stand it half the time.  He tried to act so calm and cool, but he was like a nervous, blushing cat and she adored that about her friend.

“You’re enjoying this far too much. Stop grinning like a fool,” he grumbled, trying to hold back a smile, “and get over here and help.” He fairly grabbed her hand and dragged her over to the table.

This time Cassandra couldn’t hold in her giggles and they burst out despite her best efforts.

“Please focus.” He handed her an apron before putting one on himself.

“I’m sorry, Yves, you’re just so cute!” she reached up and mussed his hair playfully with her hand.

“Now look what you’ve done. Please, Cassandra, let’s keep some decorum,” he said with a hint of exasperation, gently fixing his hair until it was perfect once more. “Now, if you can find it within you to focus, I’ll get the flour and salt ready. Will you cut that butter into small pieces?

Together, they worked in silence for a moment, Cassandra humming peacefully as she cut the butter next to Yves as he mixed flour and salt. Being with Yves, and of course Licht, when he was also with them, was so relaxing. Being in their presence had quickly become her happy place. In no time at all, they had a perfect camaraderie between them—one that Cassandra had desperately needed.

She watched as Yves combined the butter with the flour mixture, slowly adding the rose water as he mixed it into a dough.

“Yves, how long have you been cooking?”

“What do you mean?” He raised a sharp eyebrow. “I started when you got here.”

She giggled at his playful response. “I know you know what I mean. When did your interest in cooking start?”

“Well,” he began kneading the dough thoughtfully as he spoke, “I must have been quite small. I’ve always loved sweets. Sariel, who was our tutor at the time, once told me that if I learned to bake I could make any sweet I want any time I wanted it. I began spending afternoons sitting in the palace kitchen watching the staff make the meals, and I read cooking books, and then one day, Jin showed me this little kitchen and I started experimenting.”

“Were you a natural?” Cassandra asked, as she beat the ingredients for the filling together. 

“I’m Prince Yves Kloss, of course I was a natural,” he stated, his smile smug.

“Yves…” Cassandra said, a bit of a reprimand in her voice.

“Fine.” He heaves a theatrical sigh. “It took me a while to figure out a few things.”

Cassandra smirked back at him. “Thank goodness you are actually just like the rest of us.”

He narrowed his eyes playfully.  “And you, how long have you been cooking?”

“Not as long as that.” She continued to whip the filling as her she let her memories take her. “I had to wait until I was old enough to not only sneak into the kitchens without my parents or nanny noticing but also to light a fire by myself.”

“They didn’t want you to?”

Cassandra lifted her nose into the air and mimicked her mother’s pretentious voice. “Cassandra, a Bellerose lady does not cook, let alone spend time in the kitchens with servants.”

Yves scrunched up his nose distastefully. “I’ve never met your mother…but I feel like I have now.”

“Luckily, I think she’s given up on stopping me at this point. I mean she still turns her nose up or makes a comment when she sees me heading to the kitchen, but she doesn’t try to stop me.” Cassandra shrugged. “Maybe if I tell her one of the princes bakes, she will change her mind, and let me do it without guilt.”

“Just don't tell them which prince,” Yves replied sullenly.

Cassandra cast a curious glance his way, but Yves was absorbed in shaping the crust of the tart. She sensed a deeper meaning behind his simple words, a silent weight he wasn’t ready to share. Patiently, she resolved to wait. In time, she would help him realize he could trust her completely.

As Yves placed the crust to cook, Cassandra leaned back against the table for a moment. “When I was first experimenting with baking, I tried to make chocolate fondue for a tea party with my dolls. I succeeded in making the chocolate…but I tipped over the pot and spilled chocolate everywhere.”

Yves chuckled softly, glancing up at her. “That sounds like quite the disaster. I imagine your dolls were not pleased.”

Cassandra laughed. “No, they were not. I had to wash them all, and the kitchen was a mess. My sister found me and started to help me clean up the mess so no one would find out. But instead, we ended up having a chocolate fight. When my nanny found us, she was furious.”

Yves smiled warmly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Well, at least you had the right idea. And look how far you’ve come since then. We all have to start somewhere, right?”

He started gathering berries and rose petals, adding, “Once some of my brothers were in here while I was baking and Clavis showed up and started an argument and then we ended up throwing handfuls of flour at each other.  The kitchen basically turned into a winter wonderland.”

Cassandra giggled. “That sounds like fun.”

Smiling so happily, it warms Cassandra’s heart. “It was. Sariel banned me from the kitchen for a week. One of the longest weeks of my life. But those early mishaps just make the successes that much sweeter.”

Cassandra nodded, a grin spreading across her face. “You’re right. And now we’re here, making rose-infused tarts like seasoned chefs.”

Yves gave her a playful wink. “Exactly. Just promise me you’ll keep the chocolate fondue far away from our tarts.”

“As long as you only use the proper amount of flour and none becomes airborne.”

“No promises,” Yves chuckled.

By this point, the tart crust was ready, and the filling was perfectly mixed. Together, they filled the tart, singing a silly children’s song as they worked, their voices blending harmoniously in the cozy kitchen.

As they finished, Yves smiled and reached for a bowl of fresh berries. “Now for the finishing touch,” he said, arranging the berries on top of the tart with care.

Cassandra grabbed a small jar of honey. “And a drizzle of honey,” she added, her eyes twinkling with delight as she drizzled it over the berries.

Yves chuckled, admiring their creation. “It looks almost too good to eat.”

“Almost,” Cassandra echoed, grinning. She reached for a few fresh rose petals and mint leaves. “Let’s garnish it with these.”

They both stepped back to admire their handiwork. The tart was a beautiful blend of colors and aromas, promising deliciousness.

“It’s perfect,” Yves said softly, glancing at Cassandra with a gentle smile.

She smiled back at him, feeling a warm sense of accomplishment. “It really is. It almost looks too good to eat!”

Before Yves could respond, a familiar voice interrupted.

“What have we here?” Leon stepped into the kitchen, his eyes twinkling with curiosity, with Jin close behind him.

“I knew I smelled something sweet,” Jin added, sniffing next to Cassandra’s ear.

“Don’t even think about it!” Yves quickly stepped between the men and the dessert. “It’s barely finished.”

“That’s okay.” Jin grinned, leaning against the counter lazily as he turned to face Cassandra. “I think there’s something even sweeter standing right here.”

Yves’s cheeks reddened with annoyance and protectiveness. “Don’t even think about that either, you lecherous old man!” Jin covered his mouth to muffle his words.

“I don’t think we’ve met.” Jin bowed and took her hand in his, kissing each finger slowly. “My name’s Jin Granet. And I’m sure your name must be Miss Tempting Decolletage.”

“Jin!” Yves shrieked.

Cassandra’s face flushed slightly, but she held her composure. “My name is Cassandra Bellerose.”

Jin raised an eyebrow, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, Lady Bellerose, with you and that delectable figure in here, I think the kitchen’s temperature just went up a few degrees.” 

Cassandra raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “Does this kind of thing usually work for you?”

Yves couldn’t help but snicker at her retort.

“You’ll have to excuse my brother,” Leon said stepping between her and the other men. “He can’t handle himself around beautiful women. I apologize for his behavior, Lady Bellerose.” He turned to Jin, raising his eyebrow. “Would that be the Marquis Bellerose?”

Jin didn’t seem concerned in the least, still leaning nonchalantly against the counter.

“Yes, that’s my father.”

Leon offered a polite nod. “Well, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Prince Leon Demptour, fourth prince.”

Cassandra’s eyes widened in surprise. “Oh, Your Highness!” She curtsied deeply.

“Never mind that,” Leon smiled. “You don’t have to put on social airs with me. And I should point out this is Prince Jin, first prince.”

Her eyes widened further, and she glanced at Jin through her peripheral vision. “P-Prince Jin?”

“Yes, Prince Jin.” Jin pushed himself off the counter and sauntered over to her again. “That being said,” he continued, cornering her against a counter, “would you care to... find a more private corner with me?”

“Leon, get your hands out of that tart! That’s for tea today!”

Leon, caught with his fingers in the tart filling, licked them off nonchalantly as Yves stood glaring at him. “Are we invited?”

Cassandra used the distraction to distance herself from Jin, who didn’t seem distracted in the least as he followed her like a shadow.

“No,” Yves retorted angrily. “It’s for tea with Licht.”

Jin grabbed Cassandra’s hand again, a playful glint in his eye. “So about that private corner…”

Yves smacked his hand away, his patience wearing thin. “And Cassandra is OUR guest, not yours. Leave her alone, you sleazy snake!”

With that, Yves grabbed the tart in one hand and fairly dragged Cassandra out with the other. She tried to curtsy as he pulled her away, amusement and relief written across her face.

“And to think I was going to save them some of this tart!” Yves muttered as he led the way to the palace gardens.

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Rescue Me - Jin Grandet x Reader (Ikemen Prince)

A/N: Part of the Late Summer Rendezvous hosted by @xxsycamore - this is a gift for my dear friend @randonauticrap, I hope this little bit of Jin brightens your day!

Pairing: Jin Grandet x Reader

Prompt: sexy life guard

Tags: NSFW; Minors- DNI

The summer rays were warm on your face as you relaxed in your chair; the sun, high in the sky, shined down on you as you read your book and sipped iced tea. Digging your toes in the sand, you turned the page, anxious to see whether love would bloom between the heroine and her love interest.

A group of small children ran by, laughing and shouting, causing you to put down your book for a moment. Oh, to be young again. Your gaze followed them down the beach, your eyes lingering on the tall lifeguard tower.

Seated atop the tower like an eagle perched in his nest, dressed in red swim trunks and dark sunglasses, was a man. A very handsome man with broad shoulders and sculpted abs. You watched as he blew a whistle and called to some people to not swim so far out.

Oh, how you wished he would blow that whistle and call out to you.

You’d come running to him, your body wet from swimming in the ocean. Pressing your palms on his bare chest, you’d watch with lidded eyes as drops of water, glistening in the sunshine, trickled down his chest. He’d tease you for getting him wet like that, and maybe, if you were lucky, he’d grab you by the wrist and take you somewhere more private.

You glanced further down the beach and saw an outcropping of rocks. “We can stay hidden there,” he would say, as he held your wrist firmly in his large hand, his thumb pressing on your pulsepoint, as you panted, trying to keep up with his long strides in the sand. 

Peals of laughter broke your fantasy, your eyes quickly finding the source of the sound. A flock of teenage girls had surrounded the lifeguard’s tower and were loudly chatting with him. The lifeguard was friendly in his responses, his eyes, however, were locked on the ocean. 

Picking up your beverage, you took a long sip, the cool liquid refreshing on your tongue, however, doing nothing to temper the heat growing inside. Biting your lip, your mind wandered once more, allowing those long, strong swimmer’s arms to wrap around your shoulders.

“You should be punished for distracting me while I’m working.” His tone was serious, but the way he looked at you – garnet eyes aglow with wicked mischief – told a different story. Holding his gaze, you remained silent, waiting for your punishment. 

He dipped his head towards yours, capturing your lips in a fiery kiss. Your wet body pressed against his as the tip of his tongue probed open your lips, seeking entrance into your mouth. Moaning softly, your tongues met, twisting and twirling, as he hands began to wander down your back. 

His fingers would easily pull down the straps of your bathing, allowing your breasts to spill from the tight fabric. You could feel the smile in his kiss as he cupped one breast in his hand, his thumb massaging your nipple. The roar of the ocean grew louder, masking your moans, as the water splashed around your ankles.

Tearing your eyes away from the lifeguard's tower, you reached for your book, desperately needing a distraction. You focused your eyes on the words on the pages, following the escapades of Mitch and CJ and friends. Of all the books you owned, why did you pick the one book you owned about lifeguards?

You picked up your glass, now only half-full, although you would need enough iced tea to fill an Olympic-sized pool to quench your thirst this afternoon. 

The whistle blew once more; your head turned to find the lifeguard flying off his post, running straight into the water. The water slowed his movements as a small crowd stopped to watch as the lifeguard scooped the young boy in his arms, swiftly returning to the beach. He brought the boy to his tower, where he offered him a dry towel and a brightly colored lollipop. A frantic couple came running; reuniting with their son, they thanked the lifeguard profusely for saving their son's life. 

"Just doing my job," you heard the lifeguard say before popping a blue lollipop into his mouth. This one here truly was the complete package – strong, handsome, kind, and a hero. 

He was also soaking wet, head to toe. He ran a hand through his hair, pushing his damp bangs free from his face, his breathing only slightly heavier after his heroics. 

The book fell from your hands and into your lap; there would be time to finish the story later.

"This is good," he'd say, stopping when the water reached just below his shoulders. Scooping you in his arms, your bodies free of your bathing suits, he pulled you close, your legs wrapping around his waist. Your body shivered with excitement as he plunged a finger inside you, quickly adding a second. Tilting your head back, the water helped keep your body afloat as he continued to finger you.

His name was but a whisper on your lips as he entered you, your hands slippery as your nails tried to dig into his back. Was it the water? The position, maybe? Or perhaps the thrill of making love at the beach? Either way, your senses were heightened, enhancing your pleasure. 

It wasn't long before your bodies melted into one, the state of your bliss euphoric yet ephemeral.

The skies turned a shade of cotton candy pink as the sun started to set; the lifeguard blew his whistle one more time, marking the end of his shift. You watched him leave wistfully as you packed your bag. It would be dinner soon, time to head home. 

With your bag slung over your shoulders, you made your way to the parking lot. It wasn't hard to find your car as most had already left for the day.

After tossing your bag into the trunk, you slid into the front seat next to a handsome, familiar face, a long, white tee shirt covering some of his red swim trunks. 

"Hey, babe," Jin said, greeting you with a kiss on the cheek. "Ready to go home?"

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Say Yes

Pairing ~ Jin Grandet x Reader

Word Count ~ 2.5k

Synopsis ~ Based on Jin's 18th Level Bond Story: Jin proposes a game to you in which no matter what question he asks you, you have to say "yes"... and you have to mean it. Appearances from the domestic affairs faction!

Author's Note ~ I've been absent for awhile, but it felt SO good to get back into writing for my favorite man. This is my first entry into @aquagirl1978's "A Series of Firsts" event, with my darling Jin and the prompt "First Kiss"! SO excited about my love finally getting his own feature in a fanfic writing event! <3

“Man! What a meal.” Leon whooped as he settled into one of the plush chairs around the fireplace with a hand over his swollen stomach. 

“It was amazing, thank you Leon.” you said earnestly, moving inside the door to the sitting room after Yves and Licht. 

“Sure was.” a silken baritone voice rumbled from behind you and two large, firm hands settled on each of your shoulders, giving them a squeeze as he spoke. “It was so good that I got to hear this pretty little thing moan, and I’ve always wanted to hear that.” 

“Jin, god.” you muttered softly, the palm of your hand finding your forehead to hopefully hide the heat that had risen painfully to both of your cheeks. 

“Ooh, say that again, sweetheart, I liked the sound of it.” he chuckled deeply into your ear and your whole body shivered before you decidedly pulled away from him to avoid further embarrassment. You liked Jin, it was no secret; not to you, nor to the other princes of the domestic affairs faction. You were pretty sure that even Jin himself knew, which didn’t bode well for your little crush. After all, wouldn’t he have said something at this point if the feeling was mutual? But he kept on teasing you as usual, pulling you along on his little string, then letting you go. Internally you had groaned when you’d realized the irony of the beast and prey analogy, but if that wasn’t the best way to describe your situation, you had yet to discover it. 

“Jin!” Yves fumed, glaring at the 1st prince over the tray of sweets he carried in his arms. “Must you be so vile everywhere you go?” He set the tray down on the short table in front of the fireplace and dusted his hands off before plopping down next to Licht on the long, velvet couch. 

“Vile? Yves, you wound your older brother.” Jin feigned hurt, making a show of placing his palm over his heart. You giggled at their antics before you could stop yourself, and Jin sent a wink your way. With the giddy feeling that pooled in your lower belly at his small gesture, you decided that perhaps you needed a little something to drink. At this point, it couldn’t hurt; at least alcohol would help explain the near permanent blush coloring your face. 

"Anyone else want some?" You called out as you popped the champagne bottle open. 

"I'll take some!" Leon replied. "I'm not usually a champagne guy, but we're celebrating tonight, so count me in." You chuckled, pulling another glass from the stand that Yves had brought in from the kitchen and pouring two glasses. 

"You know what I prefer." Jin's sensual voice was so close to your ear that you jumped, spilling a little of the champagne on the table in front of you. He chuckled, sending sparks through you as the hairs on your arms and the back of your neck raised. The double entendre was not lost on you, even as he reached over you to get to the whiskey bottle; the defined muscles on his arm nearly close enough to your face to touch. You couldn't help but stare at the protruding veins on his forearm that snaked up and around to his bicep like a trail on a map, just begging to be followed. Even as he pulled his arm back to his own body, whiskey bottle in hand, your eyes followed the rippling muscles underneath his smooth skin. Nothing else in the room could possibly be as fascinating. 

Behind you, Leon coughed forcibly and thankfully awoke you from your hypnosis. You blinked, at last tearing your eyes away from the first prince to focus on salvaging yours and Leon's drinks. You had always been a master at nonchalance, so your inability to act composed around Jin was very new, and wholly unwelcome. It made you feel like a fish out of water: floundering on the hard ground and pitifully attempting to breathe in air that wasn't meant for you. 

Finally, you were able to take Leon his glass, and you perched next to Licht on the couch with your own, following Jin's motions in the chair next to you from the corner of your eye. He was so relaxed, his posture open and yet commanding all at once. A low simmering power radiated from him; a power he often disguised with seductive nuance. But you knew that the moment he decided to take charge, every other prince in the room would willingly fall in line behind him. He was the eldest, and though he did his best to disregard his position, the authority was there. 

Even so, he preferred to take the backseat, to work from the shadows, to let the other princes take the credit that was owed him, and you both admired and disfavored that. You wished he thought more of himself; like you do. You thought the world of Jin Grandet, in too many ways to count. It's why you'd fallen in love with him to begin with. He was kind, fiercely kind beneath his mask of indifference. He was loyal to a fault, and so intent on making a positive difference in the world without even rising to claim the glory that accompanied it. 

However, in that darkness is also where he hid. He hid his pain and his suffering, and buried his worth under years of guilt. The darkness befit him, but it also betrayed him. You saw it in his eyes sometimes; flashes of something he'd never allow his brothers to see… something only you had been given access to. It haunted him, and you wanted nothing more than to infiltrate his darkness with moonlight and stars. Sunlight was too bright for the likes of you and Jin; too blinding, too intimidating. But the moon shone light enough; light enough to expose the truth and still bring peace to his wounded heart. 

You brooded quietly over your drink while the princes chatted, slipping further and further into a warm, murky daze as the champagne filled your senses. You didn't even notice the eyes of the first prince on you until he broke through your silence. "Let's play a game." He clapped his hands together and you jumped, your focus pulling back to your current reality with a snap. "Belle, you first. No matter what I say, you have to answer "yes". If you say "no", you lose." 

"That's a terrible game." Licht muttered beside you, but you weren't paying attention. The room had a nice, fuzzy glow surrounding it, and Jin was looking at you so earnestly. How could you ever say no to him?

"Do I have to mean it every time I say yes?" You giggled, wriggling in your seat a little. 

"Yes." Jin said, setting his glass of whiskey down on the coffee table in front of him. 

"I thought it was my turn, Jin. Hehe" You teased, suddenly feeling a little lightheaded. 

"It is, sweetheart. That was just an example." He smirked, leaning towards you. He was still several feet away from you, but it suddenly felt like he was invading your space; taking the air you needed for himself. But it was pleasant, heady, and you leaned closer, happy to lose yourself in him. 

"Okay then," you challenged. "Hit me." 

"I'll start you off easy. Do you like Yves's sweets?"

A laugh bubbled forth from your lips. "Yes, of course! Anyone who doesn't just doesn't have taste buds." 

Yves squeaked and you turned your head to find his face red. "Thank you." He murmured, a soft, embarrassed smile on his face. 

"You're welcome, Yves." You chuckled, then turned back to Jin, whose gaze had never left you. "Easy peasy, next." 

"Alright, how about… do you enjoy Sariel's lessons?" 

You grimaced, recalling the particularly difficult one you'd had earlier this afternoon. "You're not playing fair, I told you about my day." You muttered under your breath and forced yourself to think back to last week when you did well on several of the assignments he'd given you, and the perfume Sariel had treated you to in return. "But yes, I enjoy them for the most part. Sariel is always nice enough to reward me with things when I do exceptionally well, and he doesn't have to do that."

Surprise as well as something you couldn't quite pin down colored Jin's features momentarily. "Sariel gets you gifts?" You nodded enthusiastically. 

"I'm wearing the perfume he got me right now!" You stuck your arm out to him, no longer shy as the alcohol blurred some of your senses. 

"Such a lightweight." Jin murmured softly, but there was no malice in it. He and Leon shared a look you didn't understand before Jin accepted your outstretched arm, wrapping his long fingers around your forearm, and leaned his face down to nuzzle his nose into your wrist. The gasp that escaped your lips was completely involuntary, but the sound mingled with Jin's quiet groan as he took in your scent mixed with the scent of the perfume, and you felt your face fully flush at the barely concealed eroticism of the moment you were sharing. 

"Smells good." He murmured, his eyes falling closed for only a few seconds before they pulled back open and trained on you. "But I could do better. I know some scents that would suit you perfectly." His voice was almost low enough to be a growl and a hot shiver ran through you, settling in your lower belly as he let your arm go and sat back in his chair. "Last question." His voice was quiet and measured, but you felt the emotion behind it, and you were suddenly nervous. 

"Okay…" 

"Do you have feelings for me?" 

All motion in the room ceased - even the flames in the fireplace seemed to halt their dance - and every eye fell on you. You gulped, knowing that what came next could either make you the happiest woman alive, or shatter your heart into a million unsavable pieces. Your heart thumped loudly in your ears as your panicked eyes met his focused ones. You had never seen him looking so intently at anything before, let alone you, and you fought to keep from squirming under his gaze. 

I guess it's now or never…

"Yes." You breathed softly, then before anyone had time to respond, you added quickly. "Your turn!" Jin's eyes widened in surprise at the turn of events, but you didn't give him any time to question it. "Will you ever admit your feelings for me?" 

The silence in the room stretched on, the air becoming even more tense now that Jin's question had been thrown back in his face. You sucked in a breath that didn't have nearly enough air in it as you waited for his answer, your eyes locked on each other with no indication of either party giving up. But after several torturous moments of silence, Jin's chest deflated, and his quiet murmur of "Yes" filled all of your senses like the oxygen you had been momentarily deprived of. 

"Well, I think it's time for us to wrap up here. Licht, Yves." Leon clapped his hands and ushered his brothers out of the room, throwing Jin another pointed look before closing the door behind himself. You never took your eyes off of him, not while Leon, Yves, and Licht had gotten up, and not when they left. You were too afraid that the mirage in front of you would disappear and you'd wake up in your cold bed after another beautiful dream. You also couldn't be too sure that what Jin was saying was what you wanted him to be saying, so you waited, anxious and yearning all at one time, for him to explain. 

"You know how I feel about falling in love…" Jin murmured quietly and your heart dropped. 

"Yes." You whispered, breaking eye contact in favor of staring at your feet. It already hurt. Your poor heart already hurt. 

"My simple plan to not fall in love, especially not with a commoner, has worked well for me for a really long time." He explained, and you nodded, still not looking at him. "It's always been easier to spend a night of fun with a woman and see her off the next morning with a satisfied smile on her face." Despite the fact that you knew this already, your gut twisted into jealous knots and tears sprang to your eyes. You blinked them away as best you could. Jin heaved a large sigh and rubbed his palm over his eyes. "But this plan sort of fell apart when I met you, see." 

For the first time since you both were alone, your eyes snapped up to his face. He was smiling sort of sadly, emotions dancing across his face in a distorted line as he measured his next words. "You're understanding, caring, sweet, fun, funny… you're incredible. I wanted to protect you from somebody like me, but I went and fell for you like the selfish ass I am." He buried his face in his hands and shook his head, and before you could stop yourself, you were standing up and taking the few steps that would erase all space between you.

You cupped your hands over his and lifted his face to meet his eyes. "I don't want protection from you, Jin. I want you." You whispered, thumbing his cheeks gently as he stared up at you. It happened quickly after that. His arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you into his lap, your legs straddling his muscular body, and leaned up to press his lips to yours, urgently deepening the kiss like he had been starving for you for ages and now that he had tasted you, would never be letting you go again. Your fingers twisted into his short chestnut locks and tugged as you moaned softly into his mouth, savoring him just as much. He pressed the tip of his tongue to your lips, seeking entrance, and you parted them willingly, allowing the newfound heat to overtake you. He grunted and squeezed your bottom with his large hands; only then did you realize you had been grinding onto his lap in your frenzy. 

You pulled away to catch your breath, pleased to find Jin as breathless as you. Stroking his hair, you bumped his nose with your own. "You know what my next question is, don't you, Jin?" You murmured teasingly onto his lips, and he smirked in response, his grip tightening on your ass.  "Yes." He purred, lifting you up in his arms as he stood. You yelped, then laughed, wrapping your legs around his middle and your arms firmly around his shoulders as he carried you out of the drawing room and back towards his own. "Good thing I like carrying you, sweetheart. Cause you won't be walkin' anywhere for awhile after tonight."

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Prove It To Me ~Jin Grandet x Reader

Heheheheheh I got to get you back Mo!! >:3 @xxsycamore I do so very much hope you enjoy your FWB Jin times although I won't lie, I have never written friends with benefits or really any smut with no underlying romantic feelings, so this was a fun challenge for me! Thank you @ikemenlibrary and @sunnyikemen for hosting!

Jin Grandet x Reader (FWB) Genre: Smut | Explicit Content | NSFW | MDNI WC: 2.1k CW: Dry humping, nipple play, fingering, PIV, hand job, oral (male receiving)

“Jin, look,” you whisper, tapping your friend’s broad chest and nodding toward a couple seated at a table against the far wall of the tavern. They had their chairs pulled close together, nearly tucked in a corner with how close their bodies were. You could see their lips working desperately against each other.

“That guy has no idea what his doing,” Jin chuckled, taking a long gulp of his drink. Going to this tavern and watching people had become something of a tradition that you and Jin shared. You would get your drinks and sit back and make comments about what you thought people were thinking or pointing out amusing situations.

The couple, clearly drunk, were clumsily making out with each other, not so subtle gasps and wet smacking sounds leaving nothing to the imagination.

“What makes you say that?” you giggle, throwing Jin a questioning stare.

“Look at his hands and the way his face is all scrunched up in concentration. He clearly doesn’t feel confident, so he isn’t relaxed and it’s making the whole thing awkward.”

Jin’s explanation is followed by him finishing off the last of his drink, turning to you and letting out an amused chuckle, “I could teach that kid a thing or two about how to kiss a woman.”

“Oh, really? Well then, Mr. Expert kisser, why don’t you prove that you’re not all talk,” you taunt, jutting your chin up toward him challengingly. Jin rolls his eyes and the next thing you know you feel his fingers curl around your chin and his mouth is on yours.

Shock at the sudden kiss is soon melted away with how slow and sensually his lips move against yours, the taste of his ale mingling with the deep, rich taste of his tongue as it prods at the entrance of your mouth.

You let out an unintentional sigh as his other hand moves to cup your face and deepen the kiss, Jin taking full advantage of the moment to let his tongue delve further. His taste is intoxicating, and you find yourself clinging to his arms.

Just as quickly as he had started, it seems, Jin pulls away, flashing you a cocky smirk.

“Alright, dear judge, how’d I do? Can I keep my title of Mr. Expert kisser?” He breathes, his warm breath hitting your lips and stirring something in the pit of your stomach.

“Hmm, I don’t know… might need a bit more to be sure,” you murmur, letting your base instincts take over. The liquor you’d been drinking had started to go to your head and you felt pleasantly warm and relaxed.

Ordinarily you’d never think of taunting Jin like this. You knew your dear friend better than almost anyone else and knew he had a hard time keeping his libido in check at times. But for some reason today you’re feeling daring. You’re tempted to see just how far you can push him since neither of you feels any sense of romantic attraction to the other. Will his rational side kick in and put a stop to this or would he take advantage of the potential for some late-night fun?

“Well, the setting is just as important to good kissing as the lips doing the kissing. Having some privacy helps make it feel even better, hands can caress and grope without hesitation. Any good kiss involves so much more than just lips against lips, after all,” Jin shrugged. “If you’re still not sure if I have sufficiently earned my title, I’m happy to show you more. I’ve got a room at the inn down the road for the night… we can always let you test me there.”

His laughter is contagious but it does nothing to quell the growing heat rising through your body and you shift your chair back and get to your feet.

“Yeah, why not. I gotta make sure you’re not giving yourself titles you don’t deserve,” you sigh, as though you hadn’t already concluded that he was, in fact, an expert kisser.

It seems to happen in an instant, one moment you’re at the tavern and the next you’re here, straddling Jin’s lap as you twine your tongue with his. The drinks you shared at the tavern have definitely given you the added boost to push through the awkwardness of kissing your best friend. But as his hands caress your back, one slipping under your ass and squeezing while the other holds your head steady, you find yourself craving more. You scoot yourself forward slightly, allowing your crotch to press against his and you feel a tantalizingly stiff resistance.

You let a soft moan rise from your throat, pressing down against his erection and rolling your hips ever so slightly, the friction providing an almost dizzying pleasure.

“Ah, shit… you gotta stop, I’ve had a lot to drink tonight. I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back if you keep going. This was supposed to be a demonstration of my kissing skills, y’know,” Jin groans, pulling his face back from yours and slipping your body back down his legs enough to separate the intimate contact.

“Well, I say you’ve earned the title, and now I wanna test your other skills,” you whisper, slipping a hand down and sliding it up his leg, watching with glee as his deep maroon eyes widen and his nostrils flare.

Jin runs a hand through his hair and lets out a sigh.

“You sure you wanna do this? You do know I don’t really feel that way about you, right? This would just be for some fun. I’m not looking for anything serious.”

“Jin, come on. You know me well enough by now to know that this is just some fun between friends. Why can’t friends help each other feel good every once in a while?” You breathe, rubbing your hand over the bulge in his trousers.

“Shit, I’m sold.”

Jin’s growl is the last thing you hear before your world spins and he tosses you down on the bed, his large body covering yours as he begins to press kisses to your jaw and throat. The heat of his breath on your skin sends a delicious tingle through your body and you feel Jin’s body settle into the valley between your legs. His hips begin moving, both of you still fully clothed, but the friction is exactly what both of you need right now.

His movements become rougher and more aggressive as you slip your fingers into his hair and tug. You hardly register when your blouse falls from your shoulders, exposing your breasts before the ravenous man. He wastes absolutely no time grabbing one in hand and sucking deeply on the other.

“Y-you’ve done this a lot… haven’t you… shit,” you pant, trying to keep your head from surrendering to the pleasure. You’re not even sure how he’s able to push your body so close to the edge with the way his mouth and tongue work against your breasts but you end up pushing his head back, gasping.

“Fuck, Jin. Keep that up and I won’t last much longer!” Your voice is heady with lust and you take some time to slow your breathing before continuing, “Come on let’s just fuck already. I wanna see how good you are, since you brag so much about it.”

“Don’t have to tell me twice. My cock is aching to bury itself in a nice, warm pussy right now,” Jin grunts, rolling off to the side and stripping off all of his clothes while you shimmy out of the remainder of yours.

You can’t hold back a sharp gasp as he roughly slips two fingers into you, stroking your walls in just the right way to get you writhing, a wicked smile spread across his face.

“Fuck, I don’t wanna wait anymore. You good with a little bit of a stretch?” Jin hisses as one of your hands grips his arm in a tight hold.

“You’d better not be hyping up your—Fuck!” you groan. Jin hadn’t bothered to give you time to adjust, more intent on proving his point that he was going to be stretching you than easing it into you.

“Aah, yeah,” Jin grunts.

His hips begin to move, the sensation of his cock dragging against your wall sending sparks of electricity through your body. Damn he is good. You think to yourself, finally letting your mind sink into the pleasure. Your eyes squeeze shut as Jin’s mouth and one hand once again find your breasts.

“Fuck, that feels really good,” you whimper, feeling your climax building more and more rapidly.

All you get in response is an animalistic grunt as Jin continues to suck at one of your nipples. You slip your fingers into his hair again pulling hard against it to bring his mouth up to yours once more.

With Jin thrusting into your pussy and your mouth simultaneously you feel reality slip from under you and your eyes roll back, fingers gripping relentlessly and your legs trembling as he fucks you through the orgasm.

Jin manages to turn his head and lets out a heavy breath.

“Shit I’m fucking close… I gotta stop.” He hisses, stilling himself and pulling out. You let out a small whine at the sudden emptiness but flicking your eyes open you see Jin’s hand wrapped around his cock, vigorously pumping up and down.

An idea for payback comes to mind. if he was going to slam into you with no prep, you had to get your revenge somehow.

You hop off of the mattress and slide between his legs. You push him backward and he lays back on his elbows, confusion very clearly written on his face.

You take his cock in your own, much smaller hand, and wrap your lips around him.

“Oh, fuck… I take it my title comes with…ngh… some perks?” He groans, eyes fixated on the way your head bobs up and down, your hand squeezing at his shaft and providing added pressure.

You bring your other hand up his thigh and begin toying gently with his balls, enjoying the satisfying strangled moan that he lets out.

“I’m gonna fuckin cum… If you don’t… haah… want it in your throat… let go now…” He rasps, clearly using all of his remaining restraint to hold himself back.

You let his cock out of your mouth with a soft pop, but continue to stroke him as you feel his balls tighten in your hand. Seconds later, hot white ropes of cum are shooting out over his chest and abs, leaving quite the mess and you find yourself smirking.

While he’s still recovering from his release, you get up, wiping off your mouth and lazily putting your clothes back on.

As you look into the mirror and begin fixing your hair you notice that Jin still hasn’t moved. You roll your eyes and scoop up his clothes, throwing them at him and he sits up with a start.

“C’mon get dressed. I’m hungry so we’re going to that restaurant with the really good steak.” You declare.

“Jeez, you’re impatient. Thought maybe gettin’ off might have helped but no, of course not.”

Jin’s hushed complaint doesn’t escape your ears and you shake your head.

“If you don’t hurry up, I’ll go myself and you can go find your own food,” you warn, leaning back against the wall by the door.

“Calm down, I’m almost done. Remind me to make sure you eat before you decide to ‘test my skills’,” Jin huffs, pulling his shirt over his broad shoulders.

“Oh, did you want me to test them again?” You laugh.

“I mean, it was pretty fun. I wouldn’t mind being tested again some time.”

“What happened to never fucking the same woman twice?”

“Eh, you’re not my type. If my skills hadn’t been called into question, I would have never had to prove myself like that. So, if I ever feel my abilities as a sexual partner are being doubted, I’ll have to fix it, won’t I?”

Staring each other in the eye for a few seconds, you both burst into laughter, making your way out of the inn.

“Alright Mr. Magic Dick, you seem so sure I’ll need to remind myself just how good you are in bed, but what happens if you’re the one who calls my skills out?”

“I will go a week without looking at any woman’s breasts,” Jin scoffs opening the door to the restaurant.

“Jin… I hate to tell you this… I think you would literally self-destruct if you didn’t look at tits for an entire week.”

“Then I guess I’ll need to make sure you don’t think I’m questioning your abilities then, won’t I?”

The remainder of the night is filled with the same familiar laughter and teasing as always, not to mention, some very delicious steak.

[riveranova]

(A/N): Aaaaand mama's back! First of all, let me say how grateful I was and am to get so many messages from people sharing their stories and wishing me all the best - made me tear up multiple times not gonna lie. Thank you all so much and let's dive right back in. <3

IkePri NSFW Headcanons x GN! Reader - Part 2

Warnings: Smut | minors DNI, would this really be a Nova original if there wasn't at least a lil bit crack?, Licht's getting a little sad

Characters: Chevalier, Luke, Yves, Jin, Licht, Leon, Ikemen Prince

Word count: 690

Chevalier Michel

yk i had a thought for this one

obviously hes a top

but but, hear me out - what if he wasn't?

:)

imagine his cold, blue eyes that normally resemble a frozen lake

well that thick ice is now shattered as he's pressing his head into his pillow, trying not to wake up his annoying brothers (Clavis) while you suck him off

hes a lil bit embarrassed about the way his fists and thighs are clenched together because hes Chevalier Michel, no one makes him this weak

well, exept for you of course

but no one is allowed to find out

i think that hes a little bit bratty as a bottom

like, you want to make him beg? well beg for it.

its kind of a back and forth

but just threaten him to stop and its like a different man lies before you

just imagine him beg for you to get him off in that deep voice

Luke Randolph

i'm a huge suporter of the 'luke only cuddlefucks' theory that a great researcher (me) brought to life

i mean that man sleeps the entire day so why not, right?

he gets horny really fast, just like Gilbert

hes also big, and i dont only mean his body

big boy, gimme a big booooy-

strong hands hold you in place - in front of him, holding you against his chest while slowly fucking you from behind

100% whispers sleepy shit into your ear

honestly so sweet

idk why this is so funny to me but imagine him just falling asleep mid-sex

you're just laying there like '...uh''

lucky for you, this man is into sleep play, so just finish the job yourself~

Yves Kloss

honestly? i think hes one of those really cute and soft tops

soft tops are the best, are they not

but i don't think hes really focused on the sex part

hes a big aftercare guy

he honestly just wants to spoil you and make sure you're all pretty for him

150 step korean skincare routine after every single session without fail

bathing together with him is the most normal thing in the world

hums into your ear while massaging your shoulders

praise praise praise

i honestly think that Yves would be so fucking obsessed with you - in a non-weird way tho

if youre comfortable then he is too <3

Jin Grandet

alright, heres my completely objective take on him

daddydaddydaddydaddydaddydaddy

god i love this man so much

crush me with those honke- okay, sorry

i think hes the kind of guy who doesn't want to have one big session but like short ones scattered across the day

lil quickies yk

hes also shameless

so he just pulls you away whenever he wants to and you know what he wants

he has these 'please im so horny its not cool anymore' eyes

and if youre like me then fuck it, leggo

gives zero fucks about how loud you are

castle staff hates it when he does that but as i said

shameless (hot) asshole

Licht Klein

grumpy ass bottom

not even bratty, just grumpy as fuck

but i think thats what makes the entire thing so thrilling for him

yeah so what if he doesnt care what you do? what are you gonna do about it?

okay maybe hes a little bratty

not the guy that makes a lot of sounds while having sex

he kinda just lays there enjoying the attention hes getting from you - the sex is just a lil bonus

tries to take control on very impatient days

but nuh- uh, his moody ass is staying down

100% sure that he has these 'pls humiliate me' days

theyre rare, yeah, but getting told hes the 'bad sibling' his entire life fucked a little with his brain

pls give him aftercare

Leon Dompteur

i swear i need three tries to get his last name right every single fucking time

anyways, this mans obviously a top

he treats you like youre the deity hes praying to every single day

literally worthsips you so much

i think hes a big vanilla boi

no choking or bondage, just sweet sweet vanilla sex

his hands are huge and everywhere, like a blanket that just never ends

big praise guy too

loves to give it and absolutely thrives off of getting some back

please tell him that hes doing a good job, tell him how good his cock is making you feel

hes a big cuddler too, so get ready for some cozy aftercare <3

[xxsycamore]

𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃

► "Do what you want with them sexy, but just so you know, no chance you can make me come just from that, alright?" "Can I do anything?" "Anything. They're all yours."

Jin Grandet x GN!Reader • rating: E (mdni) • tags: Breast Play; Suspenders; Rough Body Play; Muscles; Body Worship (Boob Woship); Groping; Nipple Licking; Nipple Play; Biting; Kissing; Pet Names; Established Relationship; Massage; Massage Oil; Overstimulation; Coming Untouched • wordcount: 2,404 • masterlist

a/n: This is it. A whole fic dedicated to showing Jin's boobs some love. And making him come by that. Enjoy. And Happy Birthday to Jin <3 (03/05)

"Do what you want with them sexy, but just so you know, no chance you can make me come just from that, alright?"

You eye Jin from head to toe; standing tall in all his big man beauty in that damn tight dress shirt with suspenders hanging for their dear lives clipped to his trousers. The sound of the key turning into the keyhole is listed among your favorite sex sounds, and when Jin does it, accompanied by this playful warning, all you hear is a challenge being posed for you. Biting your lower lip, you beckon him further inside the room.

"Can I do anything?"

"Anything. They're all yours."

You reach out and slide your index finger under the thin strap of his right suspender, pulling back as much as its elasticity allows. Then you release.

"Ow!"

The stretchy material reverts back to its original position, the slapping noise reaching to your ears seemingly before your eyes fixate the movement. But the spectacle ineluctably happens. Jin's tit jiggles from the impact, leaving you to imagine if it's only the slap that is at fault, or he flexed his chest muscles in response. You reach out for his left suspender this time, pulling it back just like the other.

"Starting off aggressively, aren't we?"

You look at his strawberry gaze just for a second, and it's almost begging you to be gentle with him, like a maiden's on her wedding night. But you know your lover better than that.

"You don't love it?"

"…I do—Ow-ow-ow!"

You don't wait until the words make it wholly out of his mouth until you punish him for asking for it so openly. This time the strike forces his remaining oxygen out of his lungs, making him inhale sharply once the damage is dealt. You observe the way his chest rises with the air intake, inflating like a balloon. The lower part of his suspenders withdraws from his taut stomach because of the curve that his tits make. Like two large mountains rising from the ground after a sizable tectonic collision. You want to be the cataclysm that rocks the ample mass of Jin's body.

It's not that fun when Jin knows what to expect… but after the third and fourth time, you start to notice even more cute things about him. The way he awkwardly balls his hands into fists and relaxes them, the expressions adorning his face… your head is all busy with the image of his man boobs released from the confines of not only the suspenders but the shirt too. Was the impact rough enough to leave marks? Is his skin flushed red on two glorious red stripes? There is no reason why you should hold back from finding out the answer.

"Ahh I thought you were going to slap them against my chest again…we're getting naked already?"

"YOU'RE getting naked."

Letting the thin straps fall to his sides instead of unclipping them, you start undoing the buttons on Jin's shirt. You nearly send them flying to all corners of the room, but the quality of the shirt handles your impatience somehow, saving Jin the shame of having to exit your room afterwards with torn apart shirt… though if you know him, he'd wear it like a trophy.

"Hey Jin…"

"Mm?"

You step back, admiring him in his full nude beauty from the waist up. He smiles at you in a typical "like what you see?" way, something that he's surely mastered…but maybe when it comes to some other part of his body. Sadly, your harsh treatment earlier didn't leave its mark on his skin. But you don't waste time moping about it.

"Do you think you can…make them juggle for me? Like, by flexing and relaxing your chest muscles? Pretty please?"

You observe the way his expression changes from smug to perplexed, but you truly have no evil back thoughts this time. You genuinely want him to do this for you.

"Uhh. Sure. Let me try."

Jin settles his hands on his hips, concentrating his strength on the task. He gets the hang of it quickly, the self-satisfactory smile returning to his lips.

Hypnotized, you watch as his pectoral muscles perform their lustful dance. Up and down, up and down, like two pendulums set at different frequencies. He finishes it off by raising his hands over his head, making different groups of muscles protrude before your thirsty gaze. He flexes his biceps as well, just for you.

"Can I touch?"

"Of course. That's why we're here."

You nod, reaching out to caress his bicep… but of course that's not your final destination. Just to make him happy you squeeze a little on his well-trained arm, but in the next second you're already trailing your fingers to his beautiful pecs.

"Mm.. So hard."

"Yeah? You like them?'

"I do." You answer in full honesty, fingernails scraping lightly across the broad terrain. "Relax them for me… I want to try squishing them too."

"As you wish, hot stuff."

Scoffing at the petname, you're already marveling at the difference. You can't decide if you like them more this way. You take handfuls of your boyfriend's tits, not hesitating for a second as you shove your face in the valley in the middle.

"Hah…" Jin is genuinely entertained by your enthusiasm, standing still and letting you have your fun. Initially, you're just letting your plush lips linger across his flesh, but you can't keep them at bay for too long - they're too eager to love him. Kisses rain across Jin's chest, tiny and tickling at first, as evident by your lover's quiet chuckles. Then you start being not so nice…

"Ouch. Teeth already?"

He surely didn't expect the attack on his nipple to come so fast, but you just wanted to tease him a little by pulling it with your teeth. You kiss it better, silently apologizing, as you move on to the other side, licking a stripe across his pec. Your tongue just so happens to arrive at the edge of his nub… and you suckle it a little, playfully as ever. You throw Jin a gaze that is full of question - is he comfortable with this, how much would he let you do? And the reply you get, communicated through gazing all the same, is making you smirk against his chest. He looks quite flushed, but also, quite aroused. Eyes half-lidded and darkened by lust, lips parting to allow more fuel for his well-at-work lungs… yes - now you notice - his heart really did skip a beat. You're quite close to it to hear, after all.

You hold one breast in your hand, big enough to fill your whole palm - and you put your lips around his nipple, grazing it with your teeth. You tease him a little before directly sucking on it, but it's rewarded by a moan.

Alternating between breasts, you toy like that for him for a bit. It's only when he stops minding the volume of his groans that you let go, cupping his face in your hands to give him a nice surprise kiss. He melts into it, eagerly giving you permission to kiss him breathless, but you're modest unlike how you french-kissed his boobs just now. Just because you need him in his right mind for a little longer.

"I'll need you to sit down for this next one."

Jin whistles, seemingly back to his normal self.

"I'm not that sensitive of a guy, you know."

You sigh and palm the tent in his pants, as if to remind him that you're not blind to the reality of how big of an effect all of this has been having on him. He's not particularly shy about his obvious erection, but refuses to address it either way.

"I know, I know. But please sit down for me, you haven't seen what I'm talking about yet. Handsome."

Jin smirks at how you called him, already obeying. He casually plops down on the armchair nearby, long legs stretched out and spread, as if making room for you. True, you'll take his kind offer and nestle yourself right inbetween. Just after you retrieve an item that you were looking forward to introducing into this lovely adults' play.

"What is this?"

"Rose oil. Haven't you seen these vials before?"

Jin snorts, feeling it useless to state the obvious. "What's that for?"

"For them." You pop off the lid, nodding at the direction of his chest. Before Jin can sigh, or laugh, or give you a look of disbelief, you tip-toe your way behind the armchair, missing his reaction.

"The idea has actually crossed my mind before."

"For your breasts?"

"No, silly." Jin breathes out, gazing forward and not making much effort to turn and meet your gaze when it's only going to get in your way. He patiently waits for you to apply the rose-scented oily liquid on his skin, preparing himself for the initial tingle of coldness. But you're more thoughtful than that. Collecting some in the palm of your hand, you discard the vial and rub your other palm against it, letting it soak around evenly. The rubbing of your hands creates warmth that you're eager to share with Jin. So that’s what you do.

"Oh, that's actually very pleasant."

"Mmhm."

Resting his head against the backrest, Jin allows his eyelids to fall closed, enjoying the way the sensation grows tenfold when he goes. It's easy to slip in a trance cast by your warm, skillful hands as they traverse across his toned chest. It's your voice that makes him snap out of it.

"Jin. Open your pants for me."

Puzzled, Jin blinks into consciousness, hands a little clumsy as they hurry to comply with your soft order. He's always ready to show himself in his full wanton, no hesitation about the way his cocks springs free in all its glory, diamond hard and happy to see you. Neglecting it makes you almost sad, but you choose the bigger entertainment while the power is still in your hands.

Jin hisses when the edge of your fingernail gets caught on his nipple. He's visibly surprised by the added sensitivity, the twitch of his cock giving him away.

"What was that? You like it?"

"Mm? Well. It feels good actually."

"Uh-huh…" You nod even though he can't see you, giving him more of the sensation. You trail a path with your finger, right across his areola, lightly brushing against his hardened nub. The rising and falling of his chest nearly comes in the way of your teasing, but you're concentrated. When your finger returns in the opposite direction, it runs directly over his nipple.

"Ohh…"

Jin's moans are music to your ears. With a wide smile, you breathe in and continue to toy with him. Adding the ministrations of your other hand to the mix, you start getting bolder, directly stimulating his nipples. It's slow and delicate at first. Then you circle around them, progressively adding more pressure to the point of pleasure.

"Hn- hey, I think we should-"

"Shh. Jin. Relax."

Groaning and chuckling nervously, Jin fixes the position of his legs, clearly bubbling with built-up arousal. His cock is painfully hard and leaking on his abdomen, the pearly drops already having pooled on it and connected with his shaft by a thin string of precome.

It feels too good to tell you to stop now, Jin knows this and you do him a favor by not letting him cut this short. This is the most important part now. You concentrate, wetting your lips that have dried by your own heavy breaths, without you noticing… you want to savour this moment to the fullest.

It's almost like you're hugging him in that position, you think. He's reclining so comfortably, and even though you've been leaning over him for a while now, you feel like you can spend an eternity keeping that position. He's nice and relaxed, though his long legs twitch lightly as if he's worked up. You know it's going to get even worse (better) from now on, as you tease his nipples again. But it's not the usual teasing now. Your index fingers curl ever so slightly under his nipples, and your thumbs come to rest on the upper side. You pinch, and twist. Lightly.

"Oh!"

Jin exclaims and it grows into a moan, his massive body lifting slightly from the chair. You don't want to give him time for rest now, or you'll risk the shock getting out of his system. You roll his nipples between your fingers, following the movement of his broad chest as he pulses, twists, and jerks.

"I'm-"

Before Jin can mutter a coherent warning, the overwhelming pleasure of you giving direct and continuous stimulation to his nipples, sensitivity heightened by the massaging oil, shoots through his veins all the way down to his cock. It feels too good - to not be denied of your touch until he can overindulge in it - and the coil in his belly snaps, much to his own surprise, leaving him to gasp and moan as he feels himself coming. Untouched.

The spurts leaving his cock are not as plentiful as when hours are spent coaxing them out, but they're vigorous enough to reach up to his torso. And even a little further than that.

You smile at the dirty display, trying to burn the sight into your memory. This and, the fact that you successfully proved him wrong about what he said in the beginning. Oh Jin.

"Well that was… that was something."

"It was, wasn't it?" You giggle close to his ear, mocking him for trying to sound cool as if he didn't just come from having his tits played with… You bite his ear playfully, using the chance of him being too stunned to act upon your tease.

Jin is not yet fully recovered from the mind-blowing climax he had when he finds your pretty face sandwiched inbetween his boobs. You're not here to play this time, you simply clean him off the semen that sticks to his skin. Once you show off your tongue, white with his come, he curses and pulls you in until you're practically on top of him, losing your balance but landing safely in his embrace.

"Hey Jin? That was very hot. I think I get your love for boobs now."

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The Gentle Stag Spell of Love | Keith Howell x MC | by @queengiuliettafirstlady for keithsandwich

A Sweet Taste | Silvio Ricci x Emma (MC) | by @keithsandwich for goustmilk

Love Letters (Artwork) | Nokto Klein x Noele (OC) | by @goustmilk for drachonia

Chocolates & Cake (Artwork) | Jin Grandet x Lenore (OC) | by @drachonia for randonauticrap

Silent Letters to My Beloved | Rio Ortiz x Gender Neutral Reader | by @randonauticrap for coderealizes

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Valentines in Wonderland | Luka Clemence x Alice (MC) | by @readerinsertfanfiction for bluejay-writes

Puppy Love Picnic | Silvio Ricci x Airin (OC) | by @bluejay-writes for airin-queenz

Sweet's Love (Artwork) | Keith Howell x Emma (MC) | by @airin-queenz for ridiculouslly-ridiculous

Finding Home Within You | Leon Dompteur x Emma (MC) | by @ridiculouslly-ridiculous for chirp-a-chirp

Revolve | Isaac Newton x Mitsuki (MC) | by @chirp-a-chirp for fang-and-feather

A Taste of Domesticity | Isaac Newton x Reader | by @fang-and-feather for bicayaya

How To Take Care of a Sick MC | Keith Howell x Emma (MC) | by @bicayaya for pillowpillowillow

Love Potion for Two | Clavis Lelouch x Emma (MC) | by @pillowpillowillo for kalims-pessimist-bestie

Take a Break | Jin Grandet x Oliver (OC) | by @kalims-pessimist-bestie for olivermorningstar

Evening Ride With You (Artwork) | Licht Klein x Emma (MC) | by @olivermorningstar for xbalayage

A Hidden Feeling | Silvio Ricci x Reader | by @xbalayage for violettduchess

It's You. You're My Kink | Clavis Lelouch x Emma (MC) | by @ohtomatotome for kokorokai

Sweeter Than Chocolate | Lancelot Kingsley x Alice (MC) | by @kokorokai for daegupaksu

Tempering Chocolate (Artwork) | Sebastian x Mitsuki (MC) | by @daegupaksu for ohtomatotome

Smarty Pants | Leonardo da Vinci x MC | by @sunnyikemen for technicolorbirds

Haunted Dreams | Licht Klein x Emma (MC) | by @technicolorbirds for midwinterrmomento

Flower Language | Leonardo da Vinci x MC | by @midwinterrmemento for sunnyikemen