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xxstylefntsyxx · 2 months ago

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DAISUKE EATING THEIR PARTNER WHILE THEY PLAY VIDEO GAMES.

My first ask!? Omg hehehe, I've been waiting for this day! Of course, theres others lined up too, but I would love more suggestions in the future! Thank you and for your patience hears your prize! It a bit short... but bear with me. I've been busy lately!!

Girls And Video Games

The ship was quiet today, nothing needing fixing and Curly was letting everyone take the day off. You decided why not go to your boyfriends room and hangout with his cool toys?

You grabbed a blanket and some snacks from your room to go down to his. You heard some music and what sounded like daisuke cursing.

"Fuck!" You heard as you opened the door. He was sitting on his bed with his headphones plugged in. You could see he was playing Mario kart on hamis switch. You came over to him and light tapped his shoulder.

He jumped, "Shit!"

"Heyy!" You said sitting down. Daisuke threw his arms on you, pulling ykj down on the soft bedding. "Babeeee! Hi, what have you been doing!? You sleep good? Miss me? Love you! Did you come to see meee? Oh you shouldn't have!" He was overly excited for you and it made you giggle on the inside. He kissed all over your face and neck, "Mm~ someone smells really fucking good!" He said, taking a deep breath in. You squirm, feeling his hair tickle you.

"Heyy! I didn't come here for thisss! I came cause you said you'd let me play Super Smash Bros with you!" You pushed his shoulders gently. He pulled back, kissing your forehead.

He sat back to set the game up for you two. He slipped to the floor to sit between your legs. "Kay baby, choose your character! Me, I fuck with King Dee Dee Dee." (Yall please, he's my fave cause he's so cute... imma Kirby gurl though.)

"Donky Kong." You said. He looked up at you, those brown eyes that mesmerized you. He gave you a tight, "Pfft."

You scoffed, rolling your eyes, "What!?"

"Stop grabbing. " He said dryly.

"Stop, smashing." You said.

"Get closer you coward." You said with an annoyed grin.

Daisuke rolled his eyes and started the match.

As the game went on, you both became heated. Throwing insults and raged outbursts until eventually.

"Fuck you, I won!" You said. He looked up itu a goofy smile, "Cause I let you. Stupid girl~"

Your face felt hot, looking away from him and ruffling his hair. You decided on playing animal crossing while he laid between your thighs, lovingly squeezing and kissing them.

You were too far gone trying to fish and fuck around going bankrupt, not noticing his advances.

He slowly started nipping and sucking your thighs, groaning internally as he did. You moaned a bit when he slowly trailed his lounge over the sensitive spots he bruised.

"What are you-?"

"Hush, and continue playing. You're making me bankruot, might as well pay me?" He said in a low voice. He sounded bored and out if it, but you knew he had a motive.

You continued playing while he was still being mischievous. You felt him turn around fully, his breath ghosting over your thighs. He took his hand and pushed your stomach until you laid all the way back.

"You okay dai?" You asked still not looking down at what he was doing. He responded with a mumbled yes and started slowly bringing your shorts down. You whined and he quietly shushed you, "Hush, last time I got caught it wasn't so good for me. Be good baby."

He continued on, kissing down your stomach until he made it to your panties. Like he was unprovoked on the position he put you in, he pushed your legs apart until they were wide enough for him to slip between.

You were trying to distract yourself from the growing wetness dampening your panties. He licked a long stripe up your clothed cunt before settling on your clit.

Slow licks that sent shock down your spine and made you slightly moan. He pushed them aside slowly, watching you stick to them slightly.

"Holy shit. I haven't done anything to you yet~ Selfish girl." He purred. You jolted, his tongue seeped between your quivering folds, licking up your sweet fluids like it was sweetener, earning a rich and satisfied groan.

"Fuck you're delicious. So fucking good." He whispered against you.

You were trembling, trying to hold the console in your hands while simultaneously indulging in such lewd acts against your body. Your back arched unconsciously when his tongue swirled aroudn your sensitive clit.

"Ah- shit!" You moaned, unable to keep focus. He gave a small smirk, spitting on your clit and licking it off.

Two arms locked your legs around his shoulders and gently he began undoing your most sensitive spots and making you a mess.

He started shaking his head, suckling your precious pearl like it was candy.

He had a knack for eating messily. Leaving you drenched in saliva and your juices down your ass and onto the bed.

"H-hey! Wait!" But it was too late. His tounge traced a singular line up, leaving you aching. The pleasure he gave you was on another planet.

You felt the coils in your stomach coming undone, arching and grinding into his face, wanton moans leaving your wet lips.

"Dai! I'm gonna-" and then he stopped. That pressure building ceased and left you with this buzzed feeling downway.

You shot up immediately to see what the problem was, for a second you thought you did something so you were cautious to make sure he wasn't hurt or anything, but he was smiling up at you, "Mm? Sorry, pretty, not yet♡"

"What!? What the hell, if this is about earlier, I won fair and square! You're being a tease and I wanted to cum why!?" You were pouting, he loved that. It made him stiff, but that was for later, right now though...

He stood up, grabbing a joystick and sitting beside you, "Well, I'm a sore loser, so best two out of three?"

"If you lose daisuke, I'm going to fuck you up do for this." You snarled. Daisyke didn't care, though. He knew a way to best you fair and square without even cheating. Beating you at a game of, "Jumpforce?"

"No. Dude that's fucking cheating cause you know I'm bad at that! Can't we just have fucking sex!" You whined.

"No, you're being a baby right now, Y/N~" He sung to you, his fingers trailed your thigh to your cunt. He split your thighs apart, slipping his fingers tontouch your clit. You moaned, "Daisuke~"

He licked your neck before sucking it, "Stop being a whine and play the game baby~"

"You're such a tease, daisuke. Such a fucking tease."

#mouthwashing #mouthwashing x reader #anya mouthwashing #daisuke mouthwashing #daisuke x reader #oc x canon #oc x daisuke

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writtenbyan-aries · 6 months ago

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Hey Gurl. 🥰 Can you do one at a Halloween Party with The Sturniolo Triplets. You are best friends with all off them but have feelings for Matt. You two got drunk af and fuck in a random bathroom. (make it super duper smutty please.) And suddenly Chris and Nick walk in bc they were in search of Matt. Nick has one of his trantrums and Chris just smirked and turned around pulling Nick with him. The next they they tease you about this. Pleaseeeee 🥰🥰

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, drinking, party vibes, flirting, kissing, hair pulling, biting, scratching, unprotected slightly drunk sex, general filth

Word Count: 2059 | unedited

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“Are you almost ready?”

You glance back as Tiff walks into your room, “Yeah, just need to..” you lean forward, painting your lips with your red lipstick and you sigh, “There. Done.”

You stand up, smoothing out your dress, “How do I look?”

Tiff raises her brows and smirks, “Yeah, if this doesn’t catch Matt’s attention then I-“

“I do not..” you cut her off, “I do not want Matt’s attention.”

She rolls her eyes, “Yeah, okay. Say that again when you’re drunk and whispering to me about being too scared to talk to him.”

You sigh, “I’m not scared.” You pick up your bag, “And I will prove it, later on.”

“Yeah, okay.” She laughs, “I’ll believe it when I see it.”

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You walk into the Sturniolo house. It’s decked out with Halloween decor, music is blasting, and there was a lot of people.

“I didn’t even know they had this many friends.” Tiff mumbles as she moves to stand next to you. You shrug, “I guess they do, oh. There’s Nick.”

You hold your hand up, waving to him as he walks over, “Hey, hey. Glad you could make it.” He leans in to hug you, “Drinks are over there, food is right next to it. Have a spook-tacular night.”

“Good one.” You laugh and he shrugs, “It’s the Halloween spirit.”

You nod, giving him a smile, “I’m going to go get a drink.” You look at Tiff and she nods, “Yes, me too!”

She follows you over to the table and you pour yourself a drink.

“Oh.” She elbows you, but causes you to spill some of the soda and you huff, “Tiff.” You glance up at her, “You just made me-“

“Yeah, yeah. Look.” She subtly points and you look around until you see Matt, “Matt?”

She nods, “Yeah, you gonna prove that you’re not scared to talk to him?”

You take a sip of your mixed drink and sigh, “Maybe when I have a few more of these in my system.”

“I don’t think you’ll have that much time, babe.” Tiff mumbles and as you turn to throw the paper towel away, Matt grabs your biceps, “Spill a drink already?”

“No.” You laugh, “Tiff bumped me and I missed the cup.”

“Ahh, I see.” He glances at Tiff who’s walking away, “Well, thanks for wiping that up. Most people would have left it.”

You lean around him, tossing the towel into the trash bin, “It’s not a problem, I wasn’t raised in a barn or anything.”

He laughs and you feel your knees buckle, but you keep cool, “So, um. What are you supposed to be?” He shrugs, “Vampire.” He reaches into his pocket and pulls out plastic fangs.

He pops them into his mouth, giving you a slightly muffled, “See?”

You smile and shake your head, “Can’t even tell you have them in.”

He takes them out and licks his lips, “Thanks, that really helps.” He reaches out, pinching the hem of your short dress, “You’re not here to arrest anyone are you?”

You glance down at the fake SWAT badge on your chest and you shrug, looking up at him, “Only if it’s truly necessary.”

He nods, “Mm, well let’s hope it don’t come to that, yeah?” He smirks and gives you a wink, “I’ll find you later, gotta make my way around and thank people for coming.” He rolls his eyes, “Nick says it’s polite or whatever for hosting a party.”

You tilt your head, “I mean, yeah, he’s kind of right, but I won’t tell if you don’t.”

He smirks, “I’ll be back.”

You watch him walk away, smiling as he glances back before stopping to talk to some other people.

Tiff walks up to you, her mouth open, “Wooow. I’ll find you later… he’s so interested in you.”

“No.. he was just..” you sigh, “I don’t know. Maybe.”

“The way he grabbed your dress, girl. He’s in. To. you.”

“We’ll see.” You laugh and down your first drink.

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You were drunk, laughing and dancing with Tiff.

The place was packed.

The music seemed louder in a way.

You were overall having so much fun.

You seen Tiff’s lips move, like she was saying something, but you didn’t hear her. She took your hand and spun you around and Matt’s hands were on your waist.

He gave you a smirk and you went with it.

You spun around, your ass pressing against his crotch and your back against his chest. His hands were guiding you with the beat of the song.

His lips right next to your ear, a low groan ringing through them as you grinding a little harder.

You spin around, your arms moving around his neck as you look up at him.

He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth as his hands move up to the small of your back, “You wanna go somewhere?”

You furrow your brows and tilt your head, “What?”

He leans down, his lips right by your ear, “I asked if you wanna go somewhere with me.”

That’s what you thought he said.

“Yes.” You breathe out, your hands sliding to his chest, “Please.”

He brings a hand up, taking it into his, “Come with me.” He leads you through the crowd, and down the hall to a room.

You walk in, your eyes scanning quickly over the decorated bathroom, but you don’t really care about that right now.

You lean against the counter, reaching out to pull him towards you by his jacket as he walks over to you. His hands slide down your thighs, stopping to lift you up onto the counter and your lips were glued to his.

He swallows your moans, giving your hips a squeeze before sliding them down to push up your dress, “You look so fuckin’ hot in this outfit, ma..” He leans back, his eyes scanning over your face, “Been wanting to rip it off of you all night.”

“Well…” you giggle, “You can’t rip it off of me just yet, but you can lift it up for now.”

He pulls you off of the counter and spins you around, your eyes locking onto his in the mirror.

His hands pull the skirt part of your dress up over your was and he pulls your panties down. His fingers dip down to drag over your wet cunt and you gasp, pushing your hips back more, “Fuck, Matt. Please!”

He smirks, biting his lip as he undoes his jeans.

You watch him in the mirror, your jaw dropping slightly as you see his cock get freed from his boxers. You look back up at him and he tilts his head, “Eyes on me, baby, okay?”

You nod, fighting to not roll your eyes back as he slips into you slowly with a groan of his own, “Fuck.”

You grip the edge of the counter, your brows furrowing as he slowly pulls out, and you moan loudly as he thrusts back in.

His eyes stay on you, his head tilting back just slightly as his jaw clenches tightly.

“M-Matt.” You gasp out, eyes rolling shut just for a split second. He thrusts stop and he pulls out, spinning you around to lift you back onto the counter, “Eyes on me. I wanna watch that pretty face while I fuck you.”

You nod, gasping loudly as his cock slips back into you and his thrusts resume.

He slides a hand up to the back of your neck as he leans in to guide your lips in a heated make out.

Your hands slide up his chest to his neck, moaning out as his teeth clamp down onto your bottom lip. He gasps, quickly following up with a groan as your nails drag down his skin, leaving red lines in their path, “Showin’ everyone I’m yours, huh, ma?”

“Didn’t.. know you were mine.”

He smirks, tilting his head as he brushes hair from your face, “You’ve had me under your spell since day one, baby.”

“Would have been nice to know.” You bite your lip in attempt to hide your smirk, but fail.

“Not my fault you took this long.” He laughs lowly and leans back in to kiss you as his thrust pick up, “You feel so good.”

You tilt your eyes to the side, your eyes staying on him as yours walls squeeze around him, “F-fuck.. I’m.. so close.”

He nods, his grip on your hips tightening as he tilts your face back towards him with his fingers on your chin, “Go on.”

You wrap your arm around his neck, pulling him in to connect your lips in a sloppy kiss as you moan.

“I’m gonna Che-“ the door opens and there stands Nick, “Jesus fuck! You really couldn’t have locked the door? Like is it really that fucking hard to twist the little thing on the knob? Seriously guys?”

Matt tries his best to keep you both covered and all you can do is laugh.

“Can you, just.. get the fuck out?” Matt scoffs, “kinda in the middle of something here.” He glances down and you cover your face as you keep laughing.

“Alright..” Chris smirks, “Come on, Nick. You can lecture them later.”

“We have a house full of people, a house full of rooms, even.” Nick bitches as he’s pulled away by Chris, “And they chose the downstairs fucking bathroom…”

The door is pulled closed and you look from the door to Matt, “You gonna lock that now?”

“Fuck no, I have something more important to tend to.” Matt crashes his lips back onto yours and his thrusts resume, desperate to get you back to where you were before the previous interruption - and it didn’t take long.

Your fingers tangled within his hair at the the nape of his neck, moaning loudly as your legs tighten around his waist, “Fuckfuckfuck, yes yes, right there.”

He lean forward, his lips attaching to the skin of your neck as he guides you through your high, “Such a pretty girl.”

He groans lowly as he kisses up your jaw to your lips, “I hope you don’t plan on going home after this.”

You shake your head slightly, “Not unless you’re coming with me.” You smirk against his lips and moan as he wraps his arm around you to thrust into you deeper.

He mumbles against your lips, “You’re not going anywhere.” He smirks and kisses you against, his thrusts growing sloppy rather quickly.

You loosen your legs, just in time for him to pull out and spill his cum onto your thigh. You kiss him through it, swallowing each of his moans and groans as he comes down.

He slides his hands up to your face, cupping your cheeks as he kisses your lips one last time before stepping back to grab the towel.

He wipes off your leg, cleans himself up and redresses as you slide down off the counter and pull your panties back up.

You glance over at him as you fix your dress and smirk as you see he’s staring at you, “What?”

He shakes his head, “Nothing.” He chuckles, “Just thinking of how we can sneak to my room without Nick lecturing us again.” He rolls his eyes and you laugh, “I think if we just make a run for it, we’ll be good.”

Matt laughs and walks over to you, he presses his lips to yours and you let out a sigh, “I may be a little drunk right now, but this wasn’t a one time thing was it?”

He furrows his brows and shakes his head, “I meant what I said, baby.” He pulls you in by the waist and smirks, “You’re not going anywhere, and neither am I.”

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I haven’t really been in a writing mood, but I’ve been forcing myself to work through it so I don’t fall deeper in the slump, my apologies if this sucks. Thank you for reading anyway! I love you so much and I will catch you in the next one 🖤

Likes and reblogs are majorly appreciated!

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someprettyname · 10 months ago

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I was a puddle on the floor. I have 3 weaknesses.

Kunigami

Bring called princess by kunigami

Random gifts from kunigami

surname? that IS your name, sir 🤨🤨 pt. 2

— 𝖿𝗍. 𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗀𝗂 𝗒𝗈𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗂, 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗋𝗎, 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖾𝗂, 𝗄𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗆𝗂 𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗄𝖾, 𝗓𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗍𝗌𝗎 𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗂, 𝗄𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗈, 𝗇𝗂𝗄𝗈 𝗂𝗄𝗄𝗂 — 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 — 𝖼𝗐: 𝖵𝖤𝖱𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸 𝖮𝖮𝖢; 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝖼𝗌!! (𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖸𝖴𝖯𝖯𝖯 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗄𝗂 + (𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺) 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 + 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗏𝗂𝖻𝖾𝗌 𝖧𝖨𝖣𝖠𝖨𝖲𝖣𝖩 — 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖲𝖮𝖮𝖮 𝖧𝖤𝖱𝖤𝖤𝖤 <3; 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 (𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄)

𝗉𝗍. 1 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾!

gang i fumbled

#kunigami rensuke you cannot do this to me #ONE CHANCE PPSLSPLSPSLSPSLSPSLPSLS #Nobody understands how much i love his ass😭#kunigami rensuke #<<< ME TOO DAWWWGGG #'I'd heal him' nah gurl. He would heal me.#Ass as in actual ass or like 'i love his existence' kinda ass? :D #I love both Anyways :3 #His shoulders and back tho mm delicious

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dumbbitchgalore · 9 months ago

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hehehe imagine old man!price with a size kink — his Birdie is so delicate and small under his burly, thick frame, her small hands wrapped around his limp cock :(

Miss gurl, stopppppp!

This is making my size kink go haywire.

As a 5'2 girlie, I can vouch that everything definitely looks bigger in our hands 🙈

Especially if it's John's cock. Now, he might have an ED but that doesn't take away from how heavy it still is. I favour the fact that John has a heavier and girthier cock than having a long dick.

You situate yourself in between his burly thighs, kissing up his thighs as you breathe in his scent. You bury your face close to his balls, kissing them before sucking them softly which earning a throaty moan from John.

His fingers find themselves tangled in your hair, holding you head in place. Slowly, you make your way to his limp cock as you kiss along his lenght making sure not to leave any part of his cock untouched.

John loved it. He loved the way you worshipped his useless cock. He adored the way your eye glossed over as if he'd fucked you with it. But you couldn't help it, he cock was just too damn enticing and you would never give it up for anything in the world.

You lick the slit of his cockhead, wetting it with yout spit.

"Mm, baby. I'm gonna cum just from sucking of your fat cock."

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glamorousfantasyfic · 2 months ago

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Singing my heart out

Pairing : Azriel × reader

Word count : baby , Idk

Summery: Azriel is your roommate and you are in the mood to blast out songs but didn't expect Az to see you singing your personal concert .

Warnings : some kissing scenes, banter, fluff .

I looked outside the window, the city was bustling and small lights marked the streets. I couldn't hear the city noise, thanks to the soundproof glass but I was comforted by others going about their night.

I was having too much energy for tonight, and it will probably bite me in the ass later when going to bed and not being able to sleep.

So I turned towards my room and searched for my speaker and microphone which I had gifted myself as last year's birthday present. I wanted something fun and a dance song to get this pent-up energy out.

" Perfect, this is the one "

I grabbed my microphone and put on Taylor Swift cause there's nothing I love more than Miss Tay's music.

I started bobbing my head with the beat and closed my eyes.

" Midnight "

" You come and pick me up, no headlights

Long drive

Could end in burning flames or paradise"

Now I am doing a full-blown dance and singing like I am Miss Tay, ohh how I wish !!

"Fade into view, oh

It's been a while since I have even heard from you "

Now I am just letting go and feeling this music baby !!

"And I should just tell you to leave 'cause I

Know exactly where it leads, but I

That's it, this room is my concert and I am doing a show for the audience.

And I am singing as loud and proud as I can " You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye

And I got that red lip classic thing that you like

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time

'Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style"

I am imagining someone's eyes they are golden and warm like honey and they hold me captivated. With my eyes held closed, I imagine him with his beautiful face looking at me with so much heat.

His eyes did not leave mine, not even blinking.

"You got that long hair, slicked back, white T-shirt

And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time

'Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style"

His piercing gaze on me and his Adam's apple moving and now I am hot and bothered. With a fuzzy feeling in my stomach.

"So it goes

He can't keep his wild eyes on the road, mm

Takes me home

The lights are off, he's taking off his coat, mm, yeah"

I can't stray my eyes away and I just want to tear his clothes apart with my bare hands. And he's taking off his coat, the fuzzy feeling in my lower belly expanding.

"I say, "I heard, oh

That you've been out and about with some other girl, some other girl"

And that other gurl, I am gonna kill that one yeah!

He says, "What you heard is true, but I

Can't stop thinkin' 'bout you and I"

I said, "I've been there too a few times"

Yeah but gotta pretend that doesn't bother me. Yeah and as I open my eyes to roll them

There were warm eyes

Wait what ??

I stared, my eyes wide, song forgotten, Taylor you really need to shut up now.

His mouth tilted upwards, he looked at me from afar, arms crossed across his chest, the tattooed muscles bulging.

Standing and leaning against my door frame looks delicious with droplets dripping down his face, one coming down his neck and ...

Okay! Snap out of it.

I quickly or tried to turn off the speaker, turned calmly and placed my microphone on the bedside table, my back to his I took a deep breath.

" You don't have to stop at my expense, darling "

And coughed right out of the air. Turning towards him said, " Umm .. well I kinda was hoping I was alone "

I said looking down and playing with my hands and the string of my pajama pants !!

Oh no, I am in my pajamas! These are hideous.

" Well we can't let that whole show, go to waste can we ?"

Quickly untangling my hands, I looked up, " How long were you standing there ?"

" Since your tight little skirt, yeah that's what that was, isn't it? "

I tried to fight the blush creeping up my face but it was no use.

" It was an amazing show though, I thought I was having a heavenly experience. "

He said still leaning, still with his stupid smirk which was now turning into a smile.

" Shut up, I thought I was alone and wanted to burn off some energy, okay !? "

I said folding my own hands across my chest and his gaze moved towards my chest. Then I realized, were not covered with bras and we were perked up because of my little show here.

His gaze moved upwards but that smile had turned into something malicious.

I quickly dropped my hands to my sides, still unsure why had I put on my pajamas so early.

He stalked towards me.

" What are you... doing?"

He didn't stop until he was a foot away from me.

Feeling his warm breath, I tilted my head upwards, almost injuring his chin and my head.

"Oops sorry."

I said with intent to take a step back but his arms sneaked around my waist holding me in place and flushed against his.

Leaving me no room to breathe, he bent down brought his mouth close to my face and whispered in my ear

" Y/N, I can suggest many activities to release that energy ."

Too flabbergasted to answer I just stood there not breathing, just still.

" Y/N, darling you need to breathe."

I snapped out of it and took a slow, steady breath.

"Az," I said or wished to say but it came out as a whisper.

" Mhmm, yes ." He rumbled, his eyes darting between my mouth and eyes.

I felt his words to my core, but an idea snapped at me.

" That song, I was imagining Cas," I said fighting a smile.

His eyes snapped towards mine, the lust circling in his eyes, tampered down but still there.

He pulled himself back, his hand still around my waist.

" What did you just say ?" Raising an eyebrow, he said.

" I said ...."

I say saying every word and sound painfully slowly.

"I dare you to say another man's name right now," he said possession and jealousy in his eyes as he slowly stepped towards me.

I smirked and looked in those dark yellow eyes

I stepped back but due to the bed behind me I fell

" Oomph"

As we fell on the bed, I pinned underneath him.

" I said Cassi-"

His wings were tucked neatly and unraveled, and both hands were on either side of my face. He caged me and kissed me roughly with passion and so much hunger, I couldn't help but kiss him back but as I moved my hands for his hair, he grabbed both of my wrists and pushed them back into the mattress

I groaned he broke away from the kiss,

" This is your punishment for trying to tease me. No hands on me, and you are my dessert, which I am going to have early. "

He said smiling wickedly and as I went to pout, he roughly kissed me again.

That's how we spent our evening and safe to say I slept very peacefully that night with all the ' Activities' that I had done.

I hope you enjoyed this, it was my first time writing my crazy thoughts down so please feel free to correct me or give any feedbacks that you have. If you have any Azriel requests, do share these and I will talk to you soon.

Byeeee !!

#azriel #azriel shadowsinger #acotar #acotar imagines #azrielimagines #hot and shirtless #roomates #a court of thorns and roses #dancing #taylor swift #acotar fanfiction #azriel masterlist #azriel spymaster #azriel smut #azriel×reader #azriel x reader #azriel x you #azriel aesthetic

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whatbigotspost · 3 months ago

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so uh ya gurl has been talking about being a highly masked AuDHD nonprofit leader who is newly integrating accommodations I need into my professional and personal lives, over on my socials that come with my guvment* name.

It’s going as well as I could hope. There have been real gifts in the process. Like when a former volunteer who doesn’t even live in my same state anymore reached out to tell me how I’ve opened her eyes and she’s asked me a million questions about the self-exploration and diagnosis process and we’ve been messaging a bit about it and this was her last note to me

I’m like baby girl you are NOT imagining it, it’s a very real thing we are experiencing as a people right now and THANK GOD. Also 😭😭😭😭😭 I am so honored to have inspired someone to self reflect on something so important.

humans are not as neurotypical as neurotypicals think we are.

humans are not as cis as cis people think we are.

humans are not as straight as straight people think we are.

humans are not as able bodied as able bodied people think we are.

You get my point.

I’m making this NOT rebloggable bc I have at least one coworker who is among the userbase and MM if you follow me directly hiiiiii the moment we thought may come someday is happening WOW but if not, I hope you never see this 😅

*let’s be clear, it’s NEVER been scarier to admit anything of this nature under your guvment name right?!??!??!??????!!!!!!

#Tales from my proper AuDHD diagnosis at 40

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milkzoro · 1 year ago

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MY BABY GURL-

May you offer some more zombie Luffy please? I desire more of him-

I don’t mind him nibbling on my while he fucks my brains out- :3

sum more zombie!lu for yew 🤍

version 2 ! (original post)

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a fever you can’t sweat out

luffy whined in bed all day, he laid there covered in sweat while tears stained his cheeks, he felt hopeless. this was something completely different for him, he wished he would feel better soon so that he would be the one taking care of you, even though you were completely fine.

after going over all the possibilities of the causes of his sickness, we were both stumped, “are you sure you didn’t eat something bad, lu?” he shook his aching head before a thought crossed his mind.

“we’ll now that you mention it… i did get bit by something… don’t worry peach, ‘m strong.” just as he said that his head started to throb. you rubbed from his shoulder to his chest to try and comfort him, he still had an insane fever, his skin was scorching hot.

“that’s not how that works baby, i’m worried about you.” saddness filled you emotions, you knew he wanted to be okay for you but he physically couldn’t.

“a kiss to make me feel better? then i’ll tell you what happened, promise!” he reached out for you, pulling on the back of your neck to get you close, he looked deep into your soft eyes and smiled. you rolled your eyes and mumbled, ‘fine’ as if you weren’t going to give him a lil smooch anyways.

his lips were warm as he kissed you, his tongue begged for entrance as he tried to push past your plush lips. you allowed it, the growing ache in your tummy wanted him so bad.

you ignored your aches and pulled back, making him growl in annoyance. “you said you’d tell me, luffy. so spill.” you held your ground, despite wanting to give in to his needs.

“muyggffgghhhhh fine— was playing with my bugs… but there was one i didn’t recognize, mm had like human teeth? and, well no it wasn’t a beetle… you think it was a zombie y/n? sheheiiuhihihih kidding! but it did have teeth.”

he showed you the bight mark on his right hand and you audibly gasped. the mark looked so fresh, how could you not have noticed? the teeth indents were red and it definitely looked infected, there was slight swelling and discoloration… poor baby, he was shivering now. the unknown illnesses seemed to be getting worse.

“please don’t worry y/n! ‘m fine! see look!” he shuffled out of bed and stretched out his arms to the best of his ability. “can you kiss me again?” he put on his best puppy dog face for you. how could you say no to him?

you playfully pushed him back on the bed and layed on top of him carefully, kissing his cheeks before meeting his mouth again. “only if you stay in bed and rest baby, that’s the deal if you want me to keep going.” you teased and he wholeheartedly agreed.

luffy ignored the aching feeling flowing through his veins, he loved your pretty lips. he hoped that kissing you would distract the other thoughts that were in his mind. but he sucked, and pulled, and finally bit.

“ouch! luffyyyyy why did you do that?” it stung, you’re pretty sure he broke skin, you tasted a faint trace of metallic in your mouth. he didn’t look okay, he was apologizing as if it wasn’t in his control, he aslo didn’t look like himself. his fever was worsening, he writhed around in bed, clutching his ears because they were becoming hypersensitive.

“baby, listen. it’s okay. i’m here.” you touched him again but he begged for you to back away, he didn’t want to accidentally snap at you and regret it later.

his voice deepened as he explained to you, he growled and moaned. “no, y/n! please, get the ropes, i need you to listed to me and tie me down, i feel something happening, get them now!”

you tied him to the bed and waited for further instructions, biting your lip as a nervous tick. he was unresponsive and still for a moment and you worried even more, you rushed to see if he still had a pulse and he surprisingly did. but he was ice cold. he shuffled in his ropes a bit when he felt your fingers touch his ice neck. you could’ve been mistaken but you thought you heard whimpers?

you boyfriend looked different. his eyes met your own but they didn’t give you that warm feeling anymore, they were hazy white and the color from his skin was gone. you reached out to touch him again.

“y/nnnnn seeeeee mm ohhuuuukayyyy, t-touch mmme” with the groans mixed in, his words were almost inaudible, but you could understand him

you were hesitant at first but you still had the aches in your tummy, luffy laid restless under the ties of the ropes, his soft rustles and pants made your cunt do flips at the sight before you.

“you want me to touch you, lu? i-is this okay to do?

“uh huuhh… i need you now… get on top mughhhhhhhrzz now…please.”

the ropes you placed on him were secure, so you felt safe moving forward. each limb was tied down to every post of the bed, he was sprawled out like a starfish. you knelt between his legs and eyed the tent in his shorts, he looked bigger than usual. the zipper opened easily as you freed huge cock from the fabric, eyes wide from the sight of him.

his growls ushered you to remove your panties and t-shirt. “let me feel you peach, get on.” his raspy voice controlled you, he couldn’t use his hands so he needed to improvise, he begged for you.

“tell me if you want me to stop. okay, lu?”

his eyes turned sinister and a slight grin crept on his face like he has just got the last piece of some monster plan. his voice was more clear now, but it was just a little bit off. it was now deep and demonic. “think before you speak y/n. look at me.” his pale eyes gestured down to his enlarged cock. “shouldn’t i be the one saying that to you? now get on.”

you nodded your head and swallowed your nerves— how were you going to fit it all? waiting around wasn’t going to solve you problem. you hurried to straddle him, lining him up with the drips of your entrance. his growing tip kissed along your slick, you held your breath until you finally sunk all the way down his length. he hissed at the contrast of your warmth swallowing him whole.

more groans fled his mouth, annoyed with how he couldn’t grasp you and move you himself. you needed time though. as you rest at the base of his thick cock, you held your hands to your mouth. silencing your yelps from the pain of being stretched so soon. you shifted your hips a little, the pressure in your cunt finally adjusted to his insane width.

slowly, you began to rock yourself on him, pushing up on his chest for support. “ahhh shit! too big luffy. feels so good—”

he whined and shifted beneath you, bucking up his hips to get you to move faster. “be a good girl and move. please, fucking move peach—” he continued to hit your g-spot repeatedly, even if your weren’t fully ready for it. tears pooled in the corners of your eyes, both from the pain and the pleasure. slick sounds filled your ears as you felt yourself start to unravel around him, you started to bounce faster.

“ahh luffy!! sss too muchh— t-think i’m gonna cum!” your cunt clenched around him, hugging around his thick base perfectly. your words fueled him more, he took it as a sign to fill you up on the spot. the ropes tugged on his flesh as he jolted beneath you, you were surprised they managed to hold down your monster of a boyfriend. but those thoughts soon left as he thrusted deep inside you over and over again. you could barely sit upright as he did so, you were blissed out and so sensitive.

“c-coming lu!!! i’m gonna— fuck! cum so hard!” you felt your legs begin to shake on either sides of him, his deep stokes making your mind go numb as you unravel around him. he wasn’t done yet, but he was close.

“fuck, y/n stay right there for me, gonna fill your pretty cunt all the way up. shit— you can do that for me, can’t ya?” you cried out as he overstimulated your weeping pussy, making a mess of the both of you. he stroked up a few more times before you felt his cold liquid flooding your cunt, there was so much of it.

with his final stoke before he came, he moaned deeply. you cried with him, feeling your second orgasm come with his own. “so tight for me y/n, shittttt— such a perfect pussy.” his chest heaved in unison with yours as you both started to come down from your highs.

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@anemptypuddingcup what do we do next ???? do we untie him? yes or yes 🙈

#zombie!luffy #one piece x reader #one piece smut #luffy smut #monkey d luffy smut #luffy x you #monkey d luffy x reader #luffy x reader #one piece luffy #straw hat luffy #monkey d luffy #op luffy #monkey luffy smut

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notyourkindofhoodoo · 4 months ago

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Opinion on William's route

WARNING: SPOILERS AHEAD

Originally I downloaded Ikevil because I wanted to play Victor's and Ellis' routes, but since neither one of them is available yet, I went with William because he looks like a vampire lol. I really liked him in the beginning despite the "komadori-chan" thing. But the more I progressed in his route, the more distant he grows. I got to the point where MC literally RISKS HER LIFE FOR HIM and we got that card where she's bleeding in his arms and he's like "Mm yes this color suits you indeed" and I'm like???? BRUH SHE IS DYING IN YOUR ARMS

It especially irritated me how composed he remained. I was hoping he'd have a redeeming moment, a display of something other than brutality, authority and f*cking laughing when MC asks him something serious. The moment when's she stabbed is crucial, and then later he's like "hmm ok guess I'll protect you if you really wanna come along" like she's some kind of disposable pet. In fact, he seems more like some deity to worship rather than a romantic partner. I know none of the guys are normal, they are villains and got some mega issues, but for me it was highly disappointing for the MC to almost lose her life for William and he's just like "wow I'm glad that's your choice yay". like gurl come on

I get it that she wants to protect him, it's cute. But he's so formidable, why does he let her put herself in danger for his sake??

As a character I like him, though. He's very kind to other members, he's noble and overall impressive. It's just that the romance is eh for me. I'll finish the Blind Love route soon so we'll see I guess

#ikevil #ikemen series #ikemen villains #william rex #ikevil william #otome game #in the meantime im playing ellis' route on jpn app hehe

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homeforimagine · 10 months ago

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No Thoughts. No words beside why doesn’t this man have a character Ai😫😫

(Also not me coming out of retirement 😩💪)

#qimir x reader #qimir #qimir the acolyte #qimir x you #qimir fic #star wars qimir #qimir x mae

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#posts of babel #neue posts of babel #screenreader unfriendly #eyestrain

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satancopilotsmytardis · 2 years ago

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194 for the smut prompts bc Dabi is the most baby gurl of all even tho he doesn't know it lol

Prompt: 194. "You can take it like a good girl, right?"

Pairing: ShigaDabi

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: BDSM, Feminization, Humiliation, Lingerie, Multiple Orgasms, Subspace, Biting, Mild Blood Play, Hand/Finger Kink, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Overstimulation, Creampie, Dacryphilia

It's honestly a miracle that he finishes his work early in the afternoon, honestly a shock that Duster has apparently also finished for the day, because his lover is in their room, already changed out of his suit, when he comes in.

"Don't you have a million things to do, oh grand commander?" He asks, throwing his coat over the back of a chair and plopping down on the couch in their little sitting area beside his lover. Surprised to find him on his phone instead of his handheld console if he really is finished working.

"Mm, have a million things that can wait until tomorrow while I dote on you, firefly." He twists so he can press a kiss to the top of his head and Dabi presses in closer to get one against his lips too. Gets that kiss and then Duster goes right back to scrolling on his phone.

"I am not feeling very doted on right now, Shig."

"Still going to spoil you, just trying to pick out a new present for you, baby."

"Thought the doc said you weren't allowed to give me any more nomu after what happened to the last two?"

"Other kind of present, Dabi."

Really glad that his face is so heavily scarred because he would be blushing to the tips of his ears otherwise. Has a whole drawer and section of their closet full of 'presents' from Tomura. Everything from plugs and cockrings to lingerie and spreader bars. Can't tell if Duster loves spoiling him or if he just loves watching Dabi blush and squirm until he puts his new presents to good use.

"Also want to get you a new collar, baby."

And that distracts him from his embarrassment, perking up. Lost the last one during his fight with Geten, burned too hot for the leather to survive. Was just a dog collar, best they could do while they were on the run and low on funds, but Tomura lets him peek at the phone and he sees that he's browsing a custom shop for the accessory. Already got him a new day collar, but it's really just a thin black choker, just a flimsy piece of jewelry. He's happy to wear it, of course, loves anything that marks him as Tomura's, but he has been missing having a real collar that his lover can yank on and use while they're scening. The ones on this site are the thicker style with embellishments, ones with pulls to choke him, spikes, extra chains, the heavier type that he likes but only wants to wear for Duster in private.

"Thank you, sir," Nuzzles in and presses kisses along the side of his neck.

"Do you want 'firefly' or 'baby' on your tag?" Oh. Dabi hesitates and of course Tomura notices. "Or something else?"

Worries at a staple piercing through his cheek as he considers, "Want something that you only use for me when we're playing." Duster waits for him to think about it, other hand straying to his hair and stroking through the locks and dragging lightly over his scalp. Had asked him when they first got together if he had anything he wanted to be called and he hadn't known so he told Duster to just call him whatever. Shig had mostly stuck with 'firefly' and 'baby', sometimes peppered in a 'sweetheart' or 'darling', occasionally 'brat' or 'whore' when he was misbehaving. But nothing else really stuck for him. "How'd you settle on 'sir' and not 'master' or, god forbid, 'daddy'?"

Gets a little tug at his hair in retaliation, but then Tomura lowers his phone and actually gives his question his full attention. "Tried other things," tugs again when Dabi opens his mouth, "Yes that too, with other subs. Different ones had different preferences coming from their previous doms. None of it felt right."

"Was really hoping you'd have better insight than 'vibes', Shig."

"You keep this up and I'm going to be punishing you instead of spoiling you once I'm finished with this, brat." Dabi manages to keep his mouth shut and Duster continues, "Different for everyone, but for me, it's about what I wanted it to feel like having that power over my sub. Didn't like 'daddy' because thinking about family in any way took me out of it. I didn't like 'master' either because I don't want my sub to be a slave. Like controlling you, but not all the time. 'Sir' is just the right amount of deference, can use it in every scene, and it can be used in public without raising any eyebrows. Depends on what you want to get out of hearing me say what you pick, baby. Know you like it when I make you feel special," has Shig pressing in then, lips against the shell of his ear, "my pretty firefly," embarrassing even something so small can have him shivering a little. "And like it when I remind you that the only reason I bother to give you any attention at all is because you're a convenient fuck. Easy too, greedy hole always begging to be stuffed up." More embarrassing that makes his whole body go a little hotter. Noticeably hotter if Duster's little chuckle is anything to go by. "Just have to find something that works for you, that will elevate one or both of those feelings, baby."

About to start really pestering Duster to get him being mean faster when Shig presses a kiss to his temple and passes over his phone.

"Here, they have some stock options too, why don't you look at those and see if any of them jump out for you?"

"Okay," he takes it, and Tomura gives him some time to scroll through the list, actually picking up his console as he browses. Tempted to peek at what his lover already has in the cart, but he does like being surprised and trusts Duster to pick something he'll like. He starts to look through the options, a lot of them that he expects; slut, whore, brat, puppy, kitten, and over a dozen others. Scrolls through them and tries to imagine them on his lover's tongue, dismisses a lot of them because they're fine, but they don't elicit any kind of strong response. Is considering giving up and just getting 'baby' when he hesitates. Goes back over the ones he'd dismissed out of hand as not for him. The ones he thought would be humiliating to be called. Likes it when Tomura humiliates him. Would happily, has happily, let Shig tear his pride and dignity to ribbons time and time again. Never floats higher than after he does when he whispers the sweetest things against his skin while he's still sobbing and trembling.

Thinks when he gets to the option that makes his skin go hot again he's probably found it. Of course Tomura notices he's not scrolling anymore, that his skin has gone hot again. Stops what he's doing, "Did you find something, firefly?" And tries to peer around to see the phone screen. Dabi shifts it quickly away from him, knows he's blushing.

"If you make fun of me I'm going to set you on fire."

"When have I ever made fun of you for anything you wanted to try in bed, sweetheart?" Never, but Dabi can't help how sharp his embarrassment goes as he finally passes the phone back over. Shig looks at the tag he picked and blinks. There's a slight pause before he looks back up and opens his mouth,

"Immolation, Duster."

"Not going to make fun of you, Dabi. Was just going to ask if you wanted to try it out before I place the order."

Oh. Knows he's bright red despite his scars when he mumbles, "...Okay."

Duster gives a pleased hum. "Why don't you go put on something pretty for me, firefly." It's not a suggestion even if it's framed like one, already playing, already desperate to behave for his lover.

"Yes, sir. Which set?"

"You can pick this time, I know you'll make the right choice." Which is such a fucking trap and he knows it. Gives him an easy excuse to be disappointed in him if he doesn't magically pick the one he wants, if he doesn't just change his mind for the hell of it anyway.

And he just murmurs, "Yes, sir," happily accepts the soft kiss Tomura presses against the staple at the edge of his lips before he slips off the couch to go get changed.

The array of lingerie that Duster's bought for him is pushed towards the back of their closet, someone would really need to be rooting around in here to find it and if they did, then being humiliated would definitely be the least of his problems. He has a few favorites despite himself. Had only ever started wearing it because Duster asked if he would, still doesn't wear it all the time, but occasionally Shig asks. Occasionally he puts it on without asking because just wearing it is a clear indication of where he wants his lover's filthy mouth to lean towards on the scale of praise and humiliation. Dabi starts to pick something out, hesitates. Fuck, already going to be embarrassing himself. It takes him a second to dig out the set. Has worn everything Tomura's gotten him except this. The soft pink lace of the babydoll top and the matching panties, embellished with tiny bows, had felt too feminine, even given the fact he was already wearing lingerie. Had nearly ignited with his embarrassment when he'd received it and promptly pushed it to the back of the closet.

Dabi doesn't look at himself in the mirror once he pulls it on, doesn't want to see it. Is already flushed, the same thready nervousness that always comes before he plays with Duster starting to hum under his skin. Comes back into the room and finds his lover where he left him. Doesn't even look up at him as he moves over to the edge of the couch. Fucking, already playing, going to make him desperate for his attention even though he's already flushed and squirming.

"Sir?"

"Did I give you permission to speak, firefly?" Duster's tone is completely disinterested and cool, eyes still not even flicking towards him. Dabi immediately shuts his mouth and waits. But Shigaraki doesn't do anything else, focuses on continuing to browse on his phone. After a second, a nervous neediness building in his gut, Dabi gets a little closer. He doesn't sit back on the couch, instead moving to kneel between his lovers legs, head down, waiting. Feels like an eternity before Duster's hand goes to his hair again, soft light touches across his scalp that makes a little shiver go down his spine. Slowly starts to ease a little of his tension, relaxes him enough that he's able to wait to see what his lover has in store for him without squirming. And then three fingers trail along his temple and down his cheek. His eyelids flutter as three fingers become four as he traces along his staples, Duster's fingers cool and deadly every place they touch.

He already knows that his brain is absolutely fucked, but it's never been more obvious than when he has Tomura's hands on him. The threat of mutilation, of death, is ever-present. Would just take the slightest slip and he would be gone. Hasn't ever slipped before, but he's felt the sting of Decay a few times now, and each time he's never cum harder, never floated higher in the aftermath. Shig doesn't do it very often, but the potential of having that again makes his skin buzzy. Has him letting out a breathy sigh as his fingers pass lightly over his lips. Dabi parts his lips just enough to flick his tongue over a fingertip, satisfaction humming through him when Duster stops, leaves his fingers pressed to his lips. He doesn't hesitate to press kisses along them, tongue flicking out too. Starts to work his mouth over his hand like he does his cock. Loves sucking Tomura's cock, loves doing this almost as much. Something so heady about wrapping his lips around his fingers and feeding them into his throat knowing that now, with his quirk awakened, even a single one could bring the sharp agony of oblivion.

When his fingers press up against the roof of his mouth he thinks that pain is going to come for a second, but it doesn't. Instead he uses the leverage to make Dabi look up. Meets hot red eyes that are watching him so intensely that Dabi feels embarrassment color his cheeks again. He starts to pull away, but the fingers press in deeper, would have made him gag if he didn't know how to suppress that reaction so thoroughly. Instead the more insistent pressure against the back of his throat has him moaning softly, the sound turning into a thin whimper when Tomura chuckles lowly.

"Always like having something in your mouth, don't you, baby girl?"

Shame scorches across his nerves, his face, his whole body heating with it, only made worse when that heat pools lower and his cock starts to harden. Oh fuck. He is never going to live this down. His lover might not make fun of him but if anyone else ever finds out about this he is going to light himself on fire. Can't nod, can't speak with Tomura's fingers pressed deep into his throat, but he manages another little moan, as he sucks more insistently.

His lover's eyes are bright with his delight, clearly enjoying the way he's starting to squirm. "So cute like this and you picked such a lovely set. Wanted to feel pretty for me, princess?" He pulls his fingers out of his mouth and Dabi tries to follow them. "You can speak now, baby girl."

"Yes, sir."

"Good girl," Oh fuck. His whole body goes even hotter, blushing so much he smells the smoke starting to trickle from his seams. "What color are you, baby?"

"...green." Even more humiliating to admit that, to tell Tomura how hot this is making him. Maybe he doesn't have to because it feels like Duster's eyes are just as hot on him.

"Come on, baby girl, let's go over to the bed. So pretty, want you all spread out for me." He's blushing as he gets to his feet but Tomura pulls him in as he does, presses kisses along his flushed skin as he starts to steer him towards the bed. Tomura trails his fingers under the edge of the top, kisses softly along his jaw and down his neck, touches so light that Dabi's whole body is thrumming with anticipation as his legs hit the edge of the bed. Knows that such soft touches means that there's going to be more coming soon. Duster watches him get onto the bed, eyes trailing over his skin hungrily, and Dabi tries to keep from flushing any darker. Drinks him in but doesn't get into the bed with him, doesn't keep touching him. Watches him until Dabi is doing his best not to squirm, feeling more vulnerable and exposed than he wants to admit to.

"Sir?"

"What is it, princess?" And there's a slight mocking edge starting to tint his tone.

"...Touch me, please sir?"

"Already so desperate for it, baby girl?" Definitely mocking him now, and the mean twist of his lips paired with that pet name has his cock hard and aching, straining visibly against the delicate panties. but Tomura does climb down into the bed with him and Dabi automatically spreads his legs, inviting his lover between them. Wants to close them immediately and set himself on fire when Tomura wraps a hand around the back of one of his thighs, thumb stroking along his staples, and gives a low, mean laugh. "Such a needy whore, aren't you, princess? Always so eager to spread your legs. Barely touched you and your pretty clit is so hard you can barely fit in your panties."

His embarrassment spikes so sharply that he can't quell the heat or smoke, his cock absolutely too hard for how little Duster has done to him, visibly leaking as a little bloom of pre starts to soak into the fabric of his panties. For a dizzying second he wonders if Tomura has been waiting for this because the words come so easily for him, fall off his tongue the same way any of his others always have. Tomura looks delighted, catches his chin between his fingers before he can try to shift to hide his blush, and kisses him hard. Licks into his mouth, teeth and tongue demanding and all-consuming. Has him moaning loudly as he reaches to tangle his hands in his lover's hair when he feels Tomura's going against his skin. Drag down his side as the other runs up his thigh until his palm is pressed against his aching cock. Oh fuck, sparks going off behind his eyes, wants to cant his hips up for more friction, knows he's not allowed to. Expects the touch to be taken away, for his lover to mock and tease him for his reaction.

But Tomura said he wanted to spoil him today. Keeps stroking him, mouth moving to nip at his jaw, sucks bruises no one will be able to see down his throat, the other hand pulling down his thin top so he can play with his nipples. Sends his nerves alight and starts to build his pleasure. Goes until,

"Look at that, baby. Getting so wet for me, are you going to make a mess, princess?"

"Please, Tomura," whimpering, doesn't know if he's allowed to. Doesn't know if he's going to be punished or rewarded as his hand keeps working over him, pre-cum soaking into the thin fabric as he drips against his palm.

"You are, can tell from how hot you're getting and that lovely blush on your cheeks. So pretty in this one, baby girl, going to have you in it more." And the hand retreats from his cock and he whines at the loss, trying to pull his lover back. Tomura laughs at his desperation, but presses a kiss to his cheek, then both hands are at his hips, coaxing them up. Dabi lifts readily and lets his lover slip the fabric over his hips and pull the wet panties down his legs. He kicks them off and as soon as the fabric is free, Tomura is wrapping his hand around his cock properly, rubbing along his piercings exactly the way he likes. Has his back arching as his pleasure races along his nerves as his lover starts to stroke him in earnest. Moves hard and fast, the way he does when they're between meetings, when they only have time for something fast. The kind of movements that have him sprinting towards his orgasm instead of forcing it away to the very edge of their play. A litany of little moans and gasps are falling from his lips, making it so hard to speak,

"Ah, ah, please sir, please,"

"Like having my hand on your clit, don't you, sweetheart?" Dabi whimpers, the words making him drip more steadily, pushes his orgasm even closer.

He manages a desperate nod.

Tomura shifts, lips brushing against the shell of his ear, strokes going lighter, "You know you need to use your words, baby girl."

Can't make himself open his mouth again until the touches stop, and even then has to take a gasping, hungry breath in the hopes of steadying himself enough to speak without igniting, "Feels good, sir, please, feels so good to have your hand on my clit," his voice trembles, face flushed hot enough he's afraid his staples are going to start burning. Moans so loudly as he starts to move again. "Please, sir. Close, please let me--"

"So cute like this. Of course you can cum, my good girl." Glad he got permission because he can't stop himself from going over the edge, pleasure crashing through him as he spills his release all over Duster's hand.

Is still trembling through the aftershocks of that when Tomura shifts, more soft kisses along his cheek, trailing to his lips. Dabi kisses him back the best he can as he tries to catch his breath, hands tugging weakly at the hem of his shirt. His lover lets him pull it off as Dabi starts to squirm, Shig's hand still working slowly over his cock, smearing him with his cum, making the slide of it easier even as he stings with the stirrings of overstimulation.

Turns into more than stirrings when his lover doesn't stop even as he lets out a sharper sound of distress as he pulls at his piercings the way he usually likes, but that is way too much so quickly after his orgasm.

"Sir,"

"My pretty girl, wonder how many times you can cum," his hand moving a little faster as he speaks, the overstimulation going sharply unpleasant, has him whimpering and trying to shift away. Not a girl, can't go again so soon.

Tomura doesn't give him a choice though. Keeps stroking him until his breath hitches on a weak sob before he pulls his hand away. Doesn't get more than a few seconds to be relieved before Shigaraki is moving down his body, hands wrapping around his thighs and lifting him easily, rolling his weight higher and spreading his legs even wider as his whole body goes even hotter as his lover nips and kisses along his thighs, trailing lower. Nearly ignites when he murmurs against his skin,

"Been so long since I've tasted your cunt, princess." Barely gets a chance for breath before Duster's mouth is against him, tongue licking over his hole and sending a jolt of pleasure through him. Can't even tell if the pleasure spiraling out across his nerves is from the humiliation of being called that, of being treated like this, or the actual sensation of Tomura's tongue flicking over him, teasing at his entrance. Hasn't had this in a while because it's a reward and Dabi can barely ever behave. But Duster wants him spoiled and he begins to eat him out with the same patient methodical dedication as he does everything else in bed. Doesn't start to press his tongue inside of him until he's shivering, his cock starting to harden again, and he's making short desperate gasps as he tangles a hand in his hair. Pretty sure that Tomura likes to eat him out as much as Dabi likes to suck his cock, also knows exactly how to flick his tongue over him, how to push it in, how slow and how fast to go to have Dabi sobbing and trembling, his thighs shaking hard in his grip, and feeling like he's going to fall apart.

The pleasure starts to build again, until his cock is hard again, sticky with his cum and curved up against his stomach. Is expecting Duster to stop, to get him wet, and stretched, and needy and then stop so that he can fuck him hard. But he doesn't stop. Keeps eating him out as his hand wraps back around his cock again and starts to stroke him again. Makes him gasp and whine, his cock starting to drip, the pleasure building so insistently along his seams that he's afraid he's going to tear open around it. Is babbling the closer he gets, begging, not even sure what for, doesn't know if he wants to cum again or if he wants Duster to slow down so he can cum on his cock, just knows that if Tomura keeps this up he's going to fall apart again.

Duster keeps working his tongue inside of him and his hand over him, doesn't let up until his muscles are going tight again and Dabi is cumming with his lover's name on his tongue. Duster eases up a little, goes slower, but still doesn't stop. His limbs are all heavy and weak from the aftershocks of his pleasure, can only lay under the other man, whimpering, little hitches of sobs breaking out of his chest as Tomura keeps working him over. Doesn't even protest this time. Can't. Head floating and far off, absolutely lost to the sensations that his lover is giving his body. When his mouth finally leaves him Dabi thinks he'll be able to breathe for a moment, but then his hand is reaching, pulls the lube from the nightstand and he's whimpering again as Shig's mouth moves to his thighs. Starts to pepper the sensitive skin with nibbles and kisses.

Doesn't push his first finger inside until he's got his teeth settled in his skin hard enough to bring up little beads of blood. But then his fingers are inside, already loose and wet from his mouth and orgasm, gets them inside and stroking against his prostate.

"Tomura," his voice is so thin that he barely recognizes it, hard to find his tongue when he's so foggy and everything has already been so much.

"I know, baby girl, but you're doing such a good job," Licks away a little of the blood on his thigh before he moves back up his body as he sinks another finger inside of him. Kisses and words pressing against his throat as he does. Has Dabi squirming and sighing, so much, the pleasure pulling him so deep into the heady fog of his subspace. "I just want to keep making you feel good, princess, you're going to keep letting me, won't you?"

He gives a weak nod, shifting a little to try and catch Tomura's mouth. He allows it, kissing him, blood still lingering on his tongue. Dabi sighs against his mouth, the sound blooming into a thready moan as he rocks back on his lover's fingers as he strokes over his prostate. Hurts when his cock starts to stir again, but this time his lover doesn't keep stroking him through that. Eases off of him, starts to lessen the pressure inside of him.

"That's it, being so sweet for me, baby girl." Lets out a thin moan at the words, knows his lover felt his muscles tightened around his fingers, his eyes drenched with his own lust. "Like that so much, don't you, princess? So proud of you for finally figuring out what you want. So happy to have you be my good girl. Going to make you fall apart so many times that even your greedy cunt and clit won't be desperate anymore."

"Please, sir." His limbs are weak and heavy, but he still manages to grind back against his lover's fingers. So much already, but wants Duster's cock. Has made him feel so good, wants to do the same for his lover.

"You can take it like a good girl, right?"

Whimpers, a flush painting his cheeks again as he gives a little nod, Tomura's tone mocking against his throat as his fingers pull out until they're just barely inside. Leave him empty when he tries to rock onto them. "...want to make you feel good, sir." He admits, trying to hide his flushed face against his lover's chest. His fingers circling his rim again teasingly.

"Yeah? And how do you want to do that, baby girl?"

"...Want your cock in my cunt."

Pretty sure his lover likes that as much as he does because he's catching him in another rough kiss, fingers pulling away from his hole and one hand spreading his legs even wider as the other goes to the button and clasp of his pants. Through the wonderful fog he's in, Dabi feels a sharper sting of anticipation. Already feels so good himself, half-drunk on the pleasure his lover is spoiling him with. Knows that it's only going to become even more overwhelming when his lover starts to fuck him.

Doesn't have to wait much longer for it before the slick head of his cock is starting to tease his rim. "Tomura,"

Gets another kiss peppered on the edge of his lips as he starts to sink inside. The press of him against his already oversensitive walls has his whole body arching and trembling, smoke and broken little moans slipping from his lips. His lover doesn't give him long to adjust, knows he doesn't need it when his fingers and tongue and the echoes of his own pleasure have him so pliant and ready for whatever Tomura wants to give him. Starts to move, fucking him slow and hard. Dabi's hands scrabble over the sheets, end up curled around the headboard so that he doesn't slip with his quirk as he tries his best to find something to anchor his floating head.

"Fuck, princess, never get tired of how hot your pretty cunt gets when I have you like this," his lover murmurs, hitching one of his legs higher so he can go even deeper on the next thrust, his other finding the edge of one of his scars, dragging his fingernails just over his staples. Has his temperature creeping up even higher. More embarrassing because his lover laughs at him when he feels it and Dabi's cock twitches, drooling pre as he's mocked. But it all feels so good. Always feels good, doesn't always get spoiled like this, but Tomura always makes sure he feels good even when he's misbehaving. But this is different, this is more. Always has a filthy mouth but these words are ratcheting up his pleasure even higher than usual as his lover fucks him so deep. So full of him, head so full of this wonderful fog that he can't even tell if he's still crying. Just knows that each time he tries to meet his lover's thrusts he's struggling, limbs so weak from his orgasms.

Tomura said to find something that would elevate the feelings, thinks he's definitely found it when that intoxicating thready shame stinging at his nerves surges even higher when he manages to gasp, "Tomura," doesn't have to beg for him to keep talking. Knows that his words can bring him over the edge as well as his cock can. Knows that Dabi always wants both when he's being fucked like this.

"So cute like this, baby. Love seeing you so messy and hazy. Been such a good girl for me," Gives his own low groan when Dabi's muscles tighten around him as he speaks. "Oh, baby girl, like that so much. Going to keep letting you be my good girl. Going to have you wear your new collar out so everyone knows how much you like that."

Definitely sobbing again as his orgasm starts to build again. Can smell burning too, knows that he's leaving fresh handprints on the headboard, knows he doesn't want anyone else to see him like this, to hear Duster talk to him this way. But he's achingly hard and so, so full, can't really think clearly through both sensations. Just knows he'd do anything to keep having Tomura spoil him like this. Would take any humiliation his lover would heap on him if he always makes it feel like this. "Yes, sir, yours. Your good girl, show everyone, please sir," absolutely drunk on the pleasure, crying out loudly when his lover starts to move harder, faster, at his babbling. Has him gasping and moaning with every hard thrust, "Tomura please, fill up my cunt, please, want your cum inside--"

"Dabi," never gets his lover to slip, to call him his name while they're scening. Not prepared for the heady rush that goes through him at that. Sends him over his peak again, cumming hard and staining his top, muscles going so tight around his lover who still doesn't relent. Keeps fucking him hard through his orgasm until he's crying even harder with the overstimulation. Can barely breathe when Duster slams in on one last rough thrust and spills all along his walls.

Can't move at all, limbs jelly, after so much. Only lays there sniffling and panting, trying to get his breath back into his starving lungs as his lover starts to pepper his skin with soft, lazy kisses as he gently strokes along his arms, coaxing his hands from around the headboard. His arms tremble a little as they fall back to the pillows beside his head. When he's let go, Tomura pulls out of him and shifts back, eyes dragging over him again, still filled with heat. Dabi wonders how much of a mess he looks like when he feels so absolutely gone. Knows he's sticky with cum, his own painted over his stomach and the hem of the babydoll top, still pulled low enough to expose his chest, blush and tears staining his cheeks, Tomura's bite mark bleeding on his thigh, his cum leaking out of his hole. But clearly Tomura likes seeing him like this. Gets more kisses and soft touches. Doesn't seem to be trying to work him up again. Doesn't know if he'd even be able to manage it if he was, just lavishing him with affection and attention.

Still spoiling him by letting him stay in his fog as he helps to clean him up and get him settled again, lets him cuddle in close. Deadly hands on his skin in the softest way as he pets along his back and hair. Takes a long time for him to find his voice,

"Absolutely not wearing that in front of anyone else."

"You seemed so enthusiastic about it a little while ago, princess," and Duster definitely sounds a little mocking again as he says it, but he's too tired for the humiliation to do anything more for him. Weakly knocks his knuckles against his lover's chest. Tomura gives a soft laugh and presses a kiss to his hair. "That's fine, Dabi. You're sure you want it?"

Is still blushing as he hides his face and gives a little nod, mumbling against his lover's skin, "I will set you on fire if you ever call me that where other people can hear." Tomura hums in acknowledgement, as private as him when it comes to their sex life no matter how much he likes to tease while working him up. Blushes a little hotter when he remembers, "Thank you for spoiling me, sir."

"You're welcome, baby girl," fuck. Absolutely mortifying how that sends another little jolt of pleasure weakly across his nerves. Knows Tomura feels his temperature go a little higher because it gets another soft chuckle out of him. "Why don't you change, baby? I'll order us dinner and if you want me to keep spoiling you later, we can see about that too, princess."

"Yes sir,"

"Good girl." Absolutely mortifying.

Definitely going to need Tomura to spoil him again if he keeps this up.

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uselessgay10101 · 15 days ago

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Summary | Regina and Amabelle share a dance

Warnings | ...idk implied homophobia? And tension! (The good kind)

W/C | 1443

Pairing | Regina X Amabelle

A/N | ugh the tension in this... I love it. Am I the only one already tripping over her feet for this woman?

A03 Link | Right here bb <333

Disclaimer | a rewrite on the scene written for "shakespeare's Code" bc our gurl Regina hasn't gotten enough time that she deserves

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"May I have this dance, my lady?"

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Amabelle walked into the masquerade alongside Hobello.

"We're following the plan, understand? You distract everyone while I go to the forest as-" The Witch's words were cut off when she saw Regina walking towards her.

She crossed the room in what could only be described as restrained prancing, each step fighting against the gravity of formality around her.

In her red dress, Amabelle couldn't help but stare, forgetting for a moment that she was on a very important mission. She should focus. She was aware she was getting distracted.

And yet- Amabelle's eyes still tracked the way the dress hugged Regina's body just so. Her dress was not flashy nor demanding attention, but impossible to ignore in its elegant simplicity. The color complemented Regina's complexion perfectly, giving her an almost luminous quality under the lighting of the ballroom.

As the distance between them shortened, Hobello leaned over, his face matching that of a mischievous cat before asking, "So we're still following the plan, right?"

"Quiet."

Getting hit in his abdomen, he bowed coughing just as Regina was in front of them.

Regina looked at him concerned, "Is everything alright, sir?"

His response was muffled by Amabelle who answered for him, "Yes, you need not worry about him. I have him covered-" He licked her hand making the witch yell out and shove him away angrily, "You're disgusting!"

"Oh my lady, how sorry I am!" Hebello laughed.

Amabelle wiped her hand on her dress, disgusted. "Like I believe you." She glared at the man who, still clutching his stomach, laughed.

"You know-" He stood up bumping his elbow on her arm "you know you would be lost without me" he smirked

Amabelle looked at with a raised brow smirking "is that a challenge?"

"Oh. You two are close, I see." Regina smiled tightly a precise expression, controlled and unreadable for anyone, as her gaze lingered on their playful squabble.

She turned to Amabelle, "My lady, I think it's best I take my leave."

"No-"

Hobello suddenly appeared in front of Regina's face, making the woman move back shocked. "Yes, because we-"

Amabelle simply sighs, shoving him away. "Go and find some flies to eat." She grabs Regina's hand, walking to the appetizers.

Regina glanced back nervously, "Eat flies?"

The man stared after the woman, dumbfounded. He whispered, "I thought I couldn't....?"

After a moment, he shrugged, flipping his hair dramatically before strutting away like the beautiful man he knew he was.

Arriving at the appetizers, Regir. pulled away from Amabelle's hold gently, waving her hands. "Forgive me, I didn't mean to intrude-"

"You really did not. He's an idiot and no, I'm not with him. Want something to drink?" Amabelle raised a questioning eyebrow at the woman.

Shaking the confusion of how quickly the lady dismissed her apology out of her head, the simple woman answered, "No thank you, my lady."

"Mm." Amabelle responded while sipping her drink before glancing away. She took in an almost silent breath, seemingly gathering her courage.

"That dress," she nodded to Regina's dress before meeting her eyes. "It looks good on you."

Amabelle smiled- and unlike the rest of her smiles, the one she shot at Regina was genuine, making her unusually harsh features brighten. Her full attention was precious and she would not give it willingly lest it is in benefit to her.

This momentarily caught the simple woman off-guard- to say she admired the lady in front of her suddenly felt... not correct enough. She was enchanted by the lady.

Be the situation as it may, it couldn't stop her from being bewitched by the lady- how she walked without care, how everyone seemed to submit to her, and how she commanded attention in every room she entered without even trying.

"How are you enjoying the masquerade?"

Regina blinked back into reality.

"Oh, it's ...good." She laughed softly, glancing away before looking back at Amabelle. "How are you finding it, my lady?"

Noticing the slight peak in anxiety in the woman, Amabelle raised an eyebrow. "Don't think I don't see how nervous you are."

Regina huffed, waving her hand dismissively. "I could be nervous for a million different reasons, my lady."

Amabelle smirked, meeting Regina's eyes, her own sparkling. "Well, I am not answering until you tell me."

Regina laughed quietly, fingers twining. "Well, I don't exactly feel… in place. A servant playing as a guest isn't what you'd expect to see here." She shrugged.

Face hardening, Amabelle again raised an eyebrow. "Did someone suggest you do not belong?" Her voice came out sharper than she intended, yet it wasn't wrong. She could smell of sin reeking off these people, and yet they dare shame a woman who helped prepare the perfect night for them? They do not have any shame. She didn't expect them to, but even so. She would make them pay-

"No, no, of course not!" She laughs.

"It just makes me..." she shrugs, "envious, I guess?"

Amabelle's eyes snap to Regina. As if for the first time, she sees it again- envy. Regina's envy. Her favorite sin. It rolls off her in waves.

Regina looks around before back to Amabelle, smiling. "It makes me think: I'll have this one day. All of this will be mine."

Amabelle smirked, laughing roughly. "Oh, I'll have to see that."

She chuckled, blushing at the lady's low laugh. "You, my lady...You are not like the others, are you?" Regina raised an eyebrow, smirking back.

"Would you prefer that, Regina?" The witch looked into Regina's eyes intently. Emboldened by her lust for Regina's sin, she stepped closer, looking up slightly at the taller woman. Perhaps it's the darkness that comes with being a witch or something entirely different, but the witch wanted the seemingly innocent woman. Badly. She wanted to lick every delicious sinful whisper that comes from her lips, her hands coaxing more from her. Her nails running over her shaking thighs, her lips catching every delicious whimper as she took her sin for her own.

As yet another hopeless victim to the Witch's spell, Regina shook her head immediately, her eyes flicking between Amabelle's intently. "No. No, I don't think I would, my lady." She whispered almost breathlessly.

Amabelle leaned closer tongue clicking as she offers her hand with the same confident smirk. "May I have this dance, my lady?"

Regina's eyes widened. "But-" She leaned in closer, whispering, "Everyone is watching."

Amabelle glanced around her. They were, in fact, being watched like they were openly making out before them. Like that was the worst they could do-

"Does it bother you, Regina?"

The simple woman smiled. "No. Not enough." She laid her hand on Amabelle's awaiting own.

Laying a feather-light kiss on her knuckles, Amabelle led Regina onto the dance floor.

Regina glanced away, blushing embarrassed. "I have to confess- I do not know how to-"

Guiding the woman's face back to look at her own, Amabelle whispered, "Just follow me then."

Pulse quickening, Regina simply nodded.

The two women glided across the polished floor, moving in perfect harmony. Amabelle led with confidence, her right hand resting firmly at the small of Regina's back, their left hands clasped together at the shoulder.

The orchestra's waltz filled the ballroom with its sweeping melody as they moved as one.

"You dance beautifully," Amabelle whispered, guiding them through a graceful turn.

Regina laughed softly, following Amabelle's lead with ease. "You just lead well. You're a skilled dancer, my lady."

Amabelle laughed softly. "My father insisted I become a skilled dancer." She rolled her eyes. "He said if I did, I'd have bachelors falling at my feet."

"Anyone with eyes would fall at your feet, my lady," the woman whispered.

Amabelle raised an eyebrow, smirking, her eyes flitting to Regina's lips as the woman licked them, her own eyes on Amabelle's smirking mouth.

Their formal attire complemented each other-Amabelle in a tailored black dress with gold, Regina in a flowing red dress that swirled around her ankles with each spin. They somehow drew close with every step as the music whirled around them following their dance.

As the music swelled, Amabelle extended her arm, sending Regina into a beautiful spin before drawing her back in closer than before. They moved across the floor in perfect three-quarter time, drawing appreciative glances from some of the other couples. Others simply glared at the two women who were too busy lost in each other to care.

"Ready for the dip?" Amabelle asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Regina's smile was answer enough. As the music reached its crescendo, Amabelle supported Regina's weight with practiced strength, lowering her into a dramatic dip that left Regina suspended, trusting and breathless, before pulling her smoothly upright again.

When the music finally ended, they remained in hold for a moment longer, breathing hard, gazing into each other's eyes. They were reluctant to break the spell of their dance even as other couples separated.

They gazed at each other, each lost in a fantasy. Amabelle's grip on Regina's waist lowered tightening slightly, her fingertips pressing into the silken fabric just above her backside. Regina closed her eyes leaning her forehead on Amabelle's savoring the warmth and intimacy between the.. The distance between them had somehow shrunk even further, their bodies close enough that each could feel the other's shallow breaths.

Regina's pulse fluttered visibly at her throat, a detail Amabelle couldn't help but notice as her eyes drifted downward to the womans rapid moving chest. When Regina unconsciously wet her lips, Amabelle's gaze followed the motion with interest, her own lips parting slightly in response.

"My lady," Regina whispered, her voice husky and low enough that only Amabelle could hear. The way she said it felt like a slow lick on the witches soul.

Amabelle's thumb traced a small, deliberate circle against Regina's back, eliciting a barely perceptible shiver. The witch leaned closer, her lips a breath away from Regina's ear, close enough that Regina could feel the warmth of her words.

"I believe," Amabelle murmured, her voice a dangerous velvet, "we've given them quite enough to gossip about... for now."

She pulled back just enough to meet Regina's gaze again, neither woman willing to be the first to step away. The tension between them was palpable, electric, all a silent conversation of possibilities hanging in the heated air between their bodies.

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