#kaia writes sejanus

[kisses4kaia]

i’ve been seeing ppl do sej x coryo x reader and all the time i see dom sej, switch coryo, and sub reader and it gave me this idea.

i think it would be interesting to see dom coryo, switch sej, and sub reader. yes ik this is very much ooc BUT IDGAF 😵

the plot could be that coryo and sej find the reader’s diary that she kept hidden in a shoebox. in the diary she’s saying things like “oh i want coryo or sej so bad omg”(obviously not like that LMAO). i feel like you could put romance into this plot too by having them see that she also would write about these cute scenarios abt them both. TEETH ROTTING THINGS EVEN.

i’m not sure if coryo would be more gentle with sej bc in my mind he(coryo) would be the one to actually consider the things in the diary. sej is up for the idea, but he’s nervous abt doing this with coryo bc duh it’s his best friend.

anyways, i hope this is interesting enough to do bc i liked how you wrote sub sej!

(this was long asf i’m so sorry 😭😭 also, this doesn’t have to be a long ass fic! if you think this would be better as a longer fic or shorter fic, GO AHEAD‼️‼️)

YES I LOVE ! plz don’t apologize i loved hearing ur thoughts . oh and i changed some minor things about this but i still hope u enjoy💞

your blood ran cold as corio stood at the foot of the bed, your fuzzy pink diary in hand as sejanus stood next to him, arms crossed and a smug look on his face, as if he was trying to contain laughter. “god, i would die happy if i could sit on coriolanus’ face and have sejanus stuff his cock down my throat,” corio quoted your journal, an devilish, amused, smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “such dirty words for such a shy girl. don’t you agree, sejanus?”

he meets the blond boys eyes and nods, in modest agreement. “i don’t know, corio, i’m not all that surprised. i mean, she practically begged to join our group for the project,” he cocked his head slightly as he reasoned, all too casual about the situation.

he hadn’t lied, when professor click assigned a project for groups of three, you immediately got to batting your eyelashes and flattery with the two boys. at first, your intentions were pure, only wanting to ensure a good grade for the assignment, and it made the most sense to try to get with sejanus and coriolanus, for they had the highest marks in the entirety of the class. you had wanted nothing but an ‘a’, until you began noticing how beautiful corio’s eyes were in the sunlight, and how full and plump sej’s lips were when he pushed a pencil through them in concentration, and you hadn’t even realized you’d begun spiraling. you entrusted your diary with all the details of your infatuation for the boys, and as you wrote on late, dark nights, you’d never expected to have the subjects of your logs read it. you were utterly mortified, and your paled expression did not conceal it well. “oh, come on now, darling. don’t be ashamed, we aren’t judging you,” coriolanus cooed at your rigid posture at the head of the bed.

today was supposed to be the last day. the last day you were working on the project, and you’d let them into your empty home, into your bedroom, and onto your bed. you had let them linger in your room while you grabbed your school bag from the living room, facilitating them just the right amount of time to snoop if they so pleased, and you should have known that they did. in their defense, how could sejanus even be blamed for reaching for the blush book sitting in such plain sight on your nightstand? how could coriolanus be at fault for reading more when the first page had ‘corio ♡’ and ‘sej ♡’ written about 30 times all over the lined paper? when you’d returned, completely oblivious to their snooping, corio had hidden it behind his back and obscured it from your view. it was only when you turned to grab a pen off of your nightstand, the nightstand in which you retired your diary to every night, that you noticed the pink rectangle missing. slowly, you turned to face the boys who were standing, your innermost thoughts and secrets in corio’s hands. “i-it’s not what it looks like, i promise. i just…” you’re stumbling over your words nervously and you can feel sweat forming on your brow.

corio just laughs before sejanus takes the book from him, thumbing to another page. “all i want is for sej to hold me in his strong arms while corio eats me out. i need him to call me a good girl, i need it, i need it, i need it,” as he reads, his voice is monotonous, but his face reads touched, pleased. he looks over to corio, and upon viewing the expression on his face, knowing exactly which gears are turning in that head of his, he shakes his head. “i don’t know, corio. is that really a good idea?” sej is hesitant, but the blond boy just keeps staring at you with hungry eyes, the brunette boys apprehension not deterring him from his goal one bit. “sejanus, she obviously wants it if she wrote a whole fucking novel on how bad she needs to get her holes filled by me and you,” he reasons, speaking as though you are not in the room, which sent shivers rampant all over your skin. “but together?” sejanus squeaks and corio’s expression of amusement shifts from you to him. “what, you don’t want to? because i’ll be here? c’mon, sejanus, let’s not pretend i can’t see you’re hard at the mere idea of seeing me cum inside of her,” sejanus just rolls his eyes and redirects his attention back to you. “you want this?” he’s walking slowly, closer and closer to you, you who’s sat pretty at the head of the queen-sized bed, like an unsuspecting doe while the wolves prey on you hungrily. coriolanus walks around the other side, and your senses are on fire, watching your two classmates stalk towards you with primal lust swirling in their deep eyes.

you can only nod weakly, afraid that if you were to make a sound, your own voice would betray you. “words, sweetheart,” corio says in a singsong voice, his hand reaching out to your chin, jerking it to force your eyes to meet his. “please,” you squeak, lower lip almost quivering. the blond boy pouts at you, before using his free hand to fall between your thighs, flipping your skirt up before petting your cunt over your embarrassingly damp panties. corio’s digits move skillfully as the pads of his fingers press through the fabric and onto your clit, pulling desperate whimpers out of you. you haven’t forgotten about sejanus in the slightest, hyper aware of his looming presence, but you were much too afraid to break eye contact with corio, so you simply whisper faintly under your breath “sejanus,”

corio lets up on his grip of your jaw and allows your eyes to land on sejanus, who’s palming his bulge through his trousers. his eyes read your needy ones before grabbing your hand and replacing his own. you gasp at the how large he feels even through the layers of fabric, and have to bite your lip to the point of breaking skin so as to contain a moan. corio’s ministrations feel good, so good, but it’s not enough. “more, please. need you, need you both” your eyes begin pricking with tears as you look back at the snow boy, face rendering as a plead as your hips buck weakly into his hand. “i know, baby, i know,” corio leans down and for the first time, presses a kiss to your lips, before pulling your panties to the side and sliding his middle digit into you with ease. you moan against the sweet lips on yours, and turn to face sejanus, eyes begging for permission as you toy with the button on his trousers. “go ahead, pretty,” sejanus breathes out, pleasure building up within him. as well as you can manage while under the influence of gratification corio is invoking upon you, you undo the button and the zipper of sejanus’ pants and pull them down along with his boxers, allowing his cock to spring free. you were mesmerized at first glance, he was beautiful; girthy, but still quite lengthy. prominent veins ran up and down him and his tip was a dark shade of vermillion, weeping with pre. you swear you thought drool was coming out of your mouth, because sejanus just smiles knowingly, guiding your hand back onto his cock.

at the same time, corio adds another finger to your tight cunt. his other hand comes in to use the pad of his thumb to draw calculated, deliciously meticulous, circles on your sensitive bud. you can tell sejanus is close from the way his eyes flutter shut as pleasure overtakes him, from how you can feel him twitch in your hand, and you know your release is coming soon, too. and when it does, pleasure courses through your veins, you had never felt anything like the orgasm corio talked you through. “fuck, yeah baby. cum all on my fingers, hm? poor, pretty, baby. so wound up f’me,”

not long after, you feel sejanus’ seed spill onto your hand, a string of explicits falling smoothly from his plump lips, along with moans of your name and praises for how good you make him feel. when his eyes reopen, you suddenly feel bolder than you did 20 minutes ago, and stare him down like he’s the prey, while licking his sperm off of your pretty, delicate, manicured, fingers. sejanus thinks—no, he knows—that could’ve made him cum again on the spot if corio hadn’t interjected, his tone a starved and vicious growl.

“on your knees, now.”

[kisses4kaia]

im too into this

modern!coryo who loves filming you take his cock and then showing your boyfriend sejanus the videos of the girl he’s been fucking but he doesn’t know that it’s his pretty little gf :(

he loves enacting psychological torture 😇

okay but also sejanus would lowkey be so into it?? personally i think he would love it if his gf and his best friend were fucking because he’s into both of them. so really it’s just a whole new turn on for him.

nsfw | mdni

like imagine coryo sends sej a video with the caption “been fucking this beautiful girl” and it’s a video coryo pounding you into oblivion. so when sej watches the video, at first he’s confused and angry. until he realizes that “damn i’m attracted to my best friend and my girlfriend”.

so he texts back with “it’s wild that you’re fucking my girlfriend,”

to which coryo is like “oh shit oh fuck” expecting there to be a huge fight until he receives a video from sejanus so he presses play while he’s right next to you. so both of you are watching the video.

and the video is at first of sejanus’s face. “i should likely be very mad that you’re fucking my girlfriend. and maybe i was at first. but it’s actually also very hot,” sejanus sighs, bringing the camera to show his cock. “did you make her cum, coryo? perhaps we should see who can make her cum the hardest.” sej’s voice was so soft and genuine as he spoke but it was also shaky as he jerked himself off. “maybe if you’re going to fuck my girlfriend, i should fuck you at the same time,” he said, bringing the camera back to his face with a smirk.

coriolanus is watching the video with red tinted cheeks, unable to keep his gaze away from his best friend. you watched the video with an amused look before taking out your phone and texting sejanus. “miss you, sej. maybe you should come punish the both of us?”

to which you got a text back saying “already on my way, dove.”

PLEASE THIS WHOLE IDEA IS SO HOT AND I DEFINITELY DIDNT WORD IT RIGHT BUT I HOPE THIS IS GOOD LMAO

[kisses4kaia]

if you can i would so love to request sum sub sejanus my baby does not get enough love and i need to treat him 🫶

yes of courseeee ive been meaning to write for him a recently so thank u for the ask nonnie💞(unproofread smut..💤)

“is this… is this okay?” sejanus shyly asks as he gently, almost fearfully, drags a finger up your side, sending goosebumps rampant all over your skin. “mhm, so polite,” you tease as you nod, and it renders sejanus flustered, a dusty rose blush spreading across his cheeks.

earlier today, your best friend, sejanus, accidentally let it slip to you that he was virgin, and you pouted, before casually asking him if he wanted to change that. the way his head shot up to look at you, searching for any sign of jest in your eyes. he didn’t find one, and as a result, his eyes lit up as he bit back a smile and nodded.

and here you are, on his bed, on your knees in front of sejanus who is also, on his knees. you’re starting slow, reasonably, because you can tell how nervous your baby is and would hate for him to feel uncomfortable or rushed. “we have all the time in the world baby, take your time, don’t rush, hm?” your soft, reassuring words could make sej cry at the sincerity. instead, he leans forward and lays an experimental kiss on your décolletage area, earning a satisfactory exhale from you. his large hands reach to cusp your breasts and very timidly, he begins to roll your sensitive buds between his index finger and thumb. you moan and praise him, gently pushing him back onto the mattress.

with a benign “is this okay?”, you straddle the curly-haired boy and kiss him in a way that melts all of his worries and dissolves all of his fears into nothing but pure bliss. his hands are taut at his sides, curling into fists when you first sink down onto him with a gasp at his sheer size. “you can touch me, you know. anywhere,” you tell him in between moans and his eyes bore into yours as if he’s scared your not being sincere. you’re face only renders to him as earnest and so, with a new, timid, slowly-building, confidence, his strong hands grip onto your hips and begin guiding you up and down his girthy length.

the worst part about this is that he doesn’t even know how good he is, constantly saying things like “is this good enough?”, and “i’m sorry,” when he hits that delicious part inside of you and your breath hitches in your throat. you’re quick to correct him, telling him it’s more than okay, and to keep doing that. and, like the good boy he is, he heeds to mind every little thing you tell him, absorbing this new knowledge like sweet sugar to clear, untouched, innocent, water.

it doesn’t take much longer for him to reach his peak, considering your cunt is squeezing him like he’s going somewhere soon, and with a focused mind and twisted brow, he moans your name loudly before he paints your insides with ribbons of white, and the feeling of being filled, so warm, brings you to your very own release soon after, endless benedictions spilling from your mouth.

afterwards, you climb off of sej and tangle yourself in the sheets next to him, letting him lay his head between your still-naked breasts. “so, how do you feel?” you ask while carding through the dark curls on his head, gently massaging his scalp. he hums, happily but quite tiredly, too. “mm, good, thank you,”

you chuckle softly before you can tell sej has begun to nod off, and you let him. you press a caring kiss to the top of his head and hold him until you eventually begin to doze, too.

[julietsbody]

KAIAS WRITING AND A SUB ! SEJANUS FIC. I HEAR THE GATES OF HEAVEN.

if you can i would so love to request sum sub sejanus my baby does not get enough love and i need to treat him 🫶

yes of courseeee ive been meaning to write for him a recently so thank u for the ask nonnie💞(unproofread smut..💤)

“is this… is this okay?” sejanus shyly asks as he gently, almost fearfully, drags a finger up your side, sending goosebumps rampant all over your skin. “mhm, so polite,” you tease as you nod, and it renders sejanus flustered, a dusty rose blush spreading across his cheeks.

earlier today, your best friend, sejanus, accidentally let it slip to you that he was virgin, and you pouted, before casually asking him if he wanted to change that. the way his head shot up to look at you, searching for any sign of jest in your eyes. he didn’t find one, and as a result, his eyes lit up as he bit back a smile and nodded.

and here you are, on his bed, on your knees in front of sejanus who is also, on his knees. you’re starting slow, reasonably, because you can tell how nervous your baby is and would hate for him to feel uncomfortable or rushed. “we have all the time in the world baby, take your time, don’t rush, hm?” your soft, reassuring words could make sej cry at the sincerity. instead, he leans forward and lays an experimental kiss on your décolletage area, earning a satisfactory exhale from you. his large hands reach to cusp your breasts and very timidly, he begins to roll your sensitive buds between his index finger and thumb. you moan and praise him, gently pushing him back onto the mattress.

with a benign “is this okay?”, you straddle the curly-haired boy and kiss him in a way that melts all of his worries and dissolves all of his fears into nothing but pure bliss. his hands are taut at his sides, curling into fists when you first sink down onto him with a gasp at his sheer size. “you can touch me, you know. anywhere,” you tell him in between moans and his eyes bore into yours as if he’s scared your not being sincere. you’re face only renders to him as earnest and so, with a new, timid, slowly-building, confidence, his strong hands grip onto your hips and begin guiding you up and down his girthy length.

the worst part about this is that he doesn’t even know how good he is, constantly saying things like “is this good enough?”, and “i’m sorry,” when he hits that delicious part inside of you and your breath hitches in your throat. you’re quick to correct him, telling him it’s more than okay, and to keep doing that. and, like the good boy he is, he heeds to mind every little thing you tell him, absorbing this new knowledge like sweet sugar to clear, untouched, innocent, water.

it doesn’t take much longer for him to reach his peak, considering your cunt is squeezing him like he’s going somewhere soon, and with a focused mind and twisted brow, he moans your name loudly before he paints your insides with ribbons of white, and the feeling of being filled, so warm, brings you to your very own release soon after, endless benedictions spilling from your mouth.

afterwards, you climb off of sej and tangle yourself in the sheets next to him, letting him lay his head between your still-naked breasts. “so, how do you feel?” you ask while carding through the dark curls on his head, gently massaging his scalp. he hums, happily but quite tiredly, too. “mm, good, thank you,”

you chuckle softly before you can tell sej has begun to nod off, and you let him. you press a caring kiss to the top of his head and hold him until you eventually begin to doze, too.