#rook hunt hiding his blushing face with his hat or hands

[v-anrouge]

ppl always talk abt how writers need to make rook weirder but nobody ever talks abt how they should make rook more affected like maybe it's just me but rook doesn't strike me as the type of guy who never blushes or gets flustered rather he feels like he'd blush really easily when it comes to someone he likes and finds attractive especially if they flirt with him like u know he's getting red faced heart as he gets so dramatic about how dangerous you are and how you make his beat so fast and makes him feel like he's your prey

[h2llish]

Ooooooo 🌷

Rook Hunt/romantic??

(I'm sure this is soooooo surprising a request)

trinket requesting for rook? i'm shocked /lh

your boyfriend was always catching you off guard ─ you always thought you were used to his antics, but he always seemed to have a new poem or compliment to fluster you. he did it on purpose, he's said so himself; he enjoyed seeing your flustered expression, and so he always aimed to see it at any given moment.

you had given up catching him off guard far before you even started, you doubted you ever could with how quick he was on his feet. you think you'll just have to accept that you'll never be able to fluster rook hunt.

─ but perhaps you'd given up too early.

"mon trickster?"

you hummed, blinking up at the blond as he eyed you with a fond smile. you blinked, smiling back at him, "sorry, you were saying?"

"what seems to have your thoughts?" he asked, brushing off your own question.

you tilted your head, eyeing the hardly noticeable freckles on his cheeks, and the shine to his green eyes that was always there, sometimes holding a little mischief, but always full of admiration for everything. you grinned and reached up to curl a short strand of blond around your finger.

"you," you answered, and rook paused, yet you continued, dropping your hand to prop up your face on your palms. you stared at him with admiration almost akin to his own, "you're just really pretty."

"ah," it was a moment before rook's face was blushed bright and he quickly lowered his hat to cover his face. you couldn't hide your surprise at the reaction, straightening out your shoulders as you watched your boyfriend attempt to hide from you. he cleared his throat, and coughed, "thank you."

you used to think flustering rook hunt wasn't possible ─ but it seems your boyfriend was just as sensitive to your compliments as you are to his. and you think it's your new favorite thing about him.

[viilpstick]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ANNELIESE🎉🎉🎉🎉

I low-key lost track of time and idk when her birthday is but happy birthday regardless go queen!!!!!

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Anneliese sniffled, trying to dry her tears even if they just kept falling. She had ran away from Pomefiore, ran away from the attention that she knew she’d get there. She was already ugly, crying would make everything worse, and she didn't want people looking at her like this.

Why did it have to be her birthday? If it was any other date she wouldn't have run away from the festivities at campus. She wouldn't have to hide from the people who were constantly trying to get a look at her horrific face.

She didn't understand why her mother decided to be especially cruel today. Telling her such harsh things, making her feel like she didn't matter… she didn't even remember it was her birthday.

“Get yourself together, Annie. You're even uglier when you cry…”

“I would very much disagree with that statement, mademoiselle.” Anneliese jumped, quickly running behind a tree in a worthless effort to hide herself. “Ah, I apologize, have I frightened you?” She peaked behind the trunk, her eyes widening at the sight in front of her.

Anneliese had never seen such a man before. His blond hair was a mess tied in a ponytail, a weak attempt at trying to force it to behave. He looked dirty, his cowboy hat seemed old and his school uniform looked very worn down.

The complete opposite of Pomefiore.

“W-who are you and what do you want?”

“I was merely passing by and heard your soft cries. I came close out of curiosity.” He explained, his smile wide. He seemed to shine like the sun, contrasting his appearance, his eyes looked at her with interest and delight, as if she was a rare animal to be studied.

She guessed she was just as ugly as one.

Anneliese frowned, turning away and resting her back behind the tree. She dried her tears and sniffled one last time.

“Then go. You already saw this hideous girl cry, you should be satisfied by now.”

“Hardly!” The boy said, walking closer to the tree and peaking behind it. Anneliese turned away, not wanting him to look at her face. “Ah, just as I thought.” Anneliese laughed sarcastically, feeling her eyes sting. Of course. She didn't need a random stranger to remind her just how ugly she was, she already– “you're truly beautiful.”

Anneliese flinched.

What?

She slowly turned towards him, her head tilting as her cheeks went pink. She frowned.

Did he– no. What? Was he insane?

“You're cruel for saying that.”

“How so? I’m simply stating the obvious, mademoiselle!” The blonde expressed, a radiant smile on his face. She couldn't hear a single ounce of lie in his words. It was as if he was being genuine. “I’ve never seen such deep purple eyes before, and with those tears they shine so wonderfully!”

“You… think I look beautiful like this?”

“Oui! A lover of beauty such as myself knows how to recognize the beauty in everything. Especially on a crying woman.” His eyes seemed to follow his lips as he grinned. “It is a sight to behold.”

The ginger girl held back a smile. She didn't fully believe in him, but regardless of if he was lying or not, his compliments certainly warmed her heart.

Maybe that's what she needed today. A simple compliment.

“I… don't quite believe you… but thank you.” She looked down at her feet. “I appreciate it.”

“I'm merely saying the truth! Oh, how rude of me–” he held out his hand. “what would your name be?”

“...I’m–”

“Anneliese!” A fellow dorm mate spoke, making both of them flinch from surprise. “Our housewarden is looking all over for you, hurry up!”

“Oh, uh– I'll come!” She said, then, she quickly glanced at the boy near her. “Thank you again. I'll see you around, uh…”

“Rook Hunt at your service, mademoiselle.” He grabbed her hand, gently kissing her knuckles and making her blush. “I look forward of seeing more of your beauty around.”

She giggled, a horrible sound coming out of her mouth. She covered her lips as her cheeks reddened and Rook widened his eyes at it, but instead of being displeased by it he smiled, a gentle laugh leaving his lips.

“Anneliese!”

“Coming!!” With that, the ginger slightly bowed and ran off with her dorm mate back to Pomefiore.

Now, back to the present, Anneliese was brought back from her thoughts as Rook, the now 3rd year, the face she’d never say would belong to Pomefiore, lit up the candle on her cake.

“What is it that you wish, mademoiselle beau?”

Anneliese smiled, blowing out the candle.

“It's a secret.”

i am not crying you are

you all are

omg

i am

I SWEAR TO GOD

THIS IS SO CUTE AND

AND SILLY

AND THE WAY HE COMFORTS HER <333

ROOKLIESE

ROOKLIESE MY BELOVED <33333333

breaking news: his future wife used to thinks he stinked, understand the case

i want to hug her so bad :((( baby you are gorgeous (i was the one who gave her trauma)

ALSO,,,,,

I NEED TO WRITE THAT 5+1 SCENARIO OF THEM KISSING

THIS IS AN ABSURD LIKE

I NEED THEM TO KISS INSTANTLY

[flcwxr]

I hope this isn’t too vague but can i request rook with that trope where you kiss behind his hat while people are looking? LOL Thank you if you do!

──────────── ·  ·  ·  · ✦ 𝑨𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.

𝐀/𝐍: I'll make this related to the recent one-shot that I created for Rook ^^

The two of you are walking right next to each other, heading towards Pomefiore dorm to attend the next practice for the upcoming VDC.

Before the both of you could arrive there, you would be making small talks with Rook. Though small talks would usually end up being awkward, Rook was great at leading your chats with his enthusiasm.

The conversation that you actually started became pretty much one-sided as Rook is the only one that is currently talking and going on with no stops.

Though you're just silent right now, you listened to every word that he said with a few occasional nods and smile. It's so that he can get the message that you're all ears to him.

Unbeknownst to you, your actions alone is making his heart melt for you.

Rook couldn't quite put a finger to it. But that doesn't mean that he needs a deeper explanation for the emotions that he's feeling right now other than the fact that he finds your smile to be truly beautiful!

Oh, how much he wants to shower you with the full potential of his love...

But unfortunately for him, there are other students that are passing by these halls. And as everyone doesn't know about the relationship between the two of you, Rook could only shoulder the guilt of not being able to show you off to everyone.

"Hm? Rook-san, your hat is tilted to the side." Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts. And suddenly he finds himself out of voice when you stand on your toes to reach for his hat and fixed it for him.

He couldn't stopped his smile when your beautiful face is so close for him to witness. Ah, he feels so blessed to see your beautiful face up close!

Your eyes made contact with his, and all of a sudden you couldn't moved a single muscle.

His eyes... his smile... the closeness of your face with his...

You became too flustered that it made your mind completely blank.

With his smile not faltering from his lips, he reached for his hat to cover the two of you from everyone else's sight.

And then---

You could feel the softness in his lips pressing against your own; the kiss was quick, merely a peck.

Rook observed your flustered expression for a moment, basking in the redness that coated your cheeks like the red apples that Monsieur Cherry Apple carry in his hands.

With one last peck on your forehead, he brought his hat back on top of his head and smiled cheerfully at you—who is still looking up at him with your red face.

"You may need to take a deep breath, trickster." He says.

He flashes a wink. "For I've stolen your breath away."

Ah, he was even able to make a line like that.

All you could right now is hide your face within your hands as your blushing face is definitely not something that you want everyone to see.

Curse you, Rook Hunt...

[squidwen]

Match Up #1:

🏹Rook Hunt🏹

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No sooner did this Chasseur d’Amour first learn of you (albeit probably from the secrecy of a tree branch or undergrowth) did his interest pique.

From observing your interactions with others, he’s quick to catch on that you are cautious when you first meet people. Thus, he will see gaining your regard as a unique challenge. Expressing his interest in you will have to be gradual and muted at first. It’s not his usual style, but you are like a wary doe, spooked at the first wrong move, and so Rook approaches you gently with simple compliments. But, once the ice is broken and you start acting more bubbly around him, he finds himself truly falling for you. He calls you his ‘Reine de Papillons’ (Queen of Butterflies), for it is as though a whole new person has sprung forth from the chrysalis of the old.

The fact that you are easily flustered is so much fun to him. In your presence, Rook feels like he’s trying to balance a pair of scales; not wanting to embarrass you, but flatter you into blushing. As your relationship grows, he’ll extend his affections past mere compliments and start tying love poems to arrows and firing them at the wall beside you, or catching you in hunting traps and teasing you about how you’re too beautiful to set free.

(BONUS: If you’re comfortable with PDAs, he would definitely take off his hat to hide your face as he kisses you. Your love for the colour purple already has him thinking about getting you a hat to match his own, as a way to show that you’re his.)

And your adventurous spirit only makes him want to sing ballads about how lucky his is that fate has brought you together. Rook would be more than excited to take you on one of his hunting trips. Knowing your love of animals, Rook would never kill anything he catches, but instead would bring them to you alive so you can stroke and fawn over them. (Your love of bats had him running straight to Lilia, asking him to lend him one of the little beasts to help win you over). Plus, the forest is filled with perfect spots for romance. Don’t put it past him to have hidden a gramophone, picnic supplies and a bouquet of flowers in the hollowed-out trunk of a tree. Usually, he would hide his weapons and traps in such places, but the heart of his Reine de Papillons is unlike any creature he has ever pursued, and thus must be hunted carefully. He loves the variety you bring to his passion.

What’s more, your helpful and selfless nature is a breath of fresh air from the limelight Vil is always drenched in. What’s this? His Queen denies herself pause so that others may be better off? The hunter is in awe. He often pops up when you’re in need of assistance. At first, you found it odd how he always seemed to know when you needed an extra pair of hands, but overtime you accept it as ‘lover’s intuition’. Rook insists on doing the tasks that are physically strenuous so you don’t damage your beauty in any way. And in the beginning of your relationship, it was a great way to get to know you. However, if anyone starts to exploit you for your kindness, Rook wouldn’t be above taking a compromising photograph of them in order to ‘persuade’ them to leave you alone.

Finally, your self-assured nature is something he deeply respects. Despite seeing nothing but beauty in you, the fact that you are able to accept your flaws and be so humble when others criticise you is a feat of true strength. By not buckling under the harsh words of others – or disputing them – you prove yourself to be a very modest and mature individual. You are his true Reine de Papillons, willing to emerge from cocoon after cocoon to become as beautiful as you can be. There will be no end to this hunter’s admiration for you.

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I loved writing this! Match up commission info can be found here.

[senchoubutter]

Rook Hunt sPICY TIMES

None of you fuckers wanna write it so I will owo || French word translations/guide is at bottom of text

pairing : Rook Hunt x Fem, Shy reader

word count : 3.3k

contents : classroom sex, female receiving oral, over stimulation, vaginal sex, Rook being a confident lil teaser

 After the whole fiasco with Eliza, ______ found herself quite needy and even a bit jealous. Seeing her boyfriend go off to try his hand at being a possible option to the ghost bride, sparked a flame in her. That was her boyfriend. Not some ghost’s prospect.

As soon as Rook returned to the college, the rest of the boys that had been rejected in tow, ______ grabbed Rook by his hand. She promised herself that she wouldn’t overreact and that she’d be that perfect little angel that people always told her to be growing up. But as soon as she saw the playful smile Rook greeted her with, her whole face was bright red and she dragged him to open and empty classroom. The whole way Rook wouldn’t shut up, cooing and joking about how assertive she was. Very funny, but this only got to ______ more as he poked and prodded at her jealous. This was very uncharacteristic of his meek girlfriend all together. What on earth could’ve gotten into her, Rook thought.

As she pulled him into the classroom, she blurted out that ‘Rook, you’re my boyfriend! I don’t want to share,’ and a pout quickly placed itself onto her lips. Her blush flared up again and warmed her cheeks at her sudden confession. But while she was embarrassed she even got this jealous, Rook was grinning ear to ear. This was what got her so worked up? Precious. That’s his ______ for ya. Always so soft spoken and skittish. But now, she resembled the tomato Heartslabyul called a dorm leader, but only a little bit.

Without missing a beat, he slowly backed her up into a desk. It was almost like a tango in the way that each step Rook took forwards, _______’s soft foot steps repeated backwards. His hands rested on her hips, tugging the skirt hem ever so slightly up as he set her on the desk, sitting her on her bum rather than the skirt. Ah, much better to see now. Rook was able to examine her face much closer and he was living, getting a new dose of serotonin each second he saw that trademark flustered face.

He leaned in and placed a kiss against her ear as he felt her delicate hands find their way to his shoulders. “How cute,” he whispered. “I wouldn’t dream of leaving you.”

“Pr-Promise?” _____ whined. She curled back a bit as Rook’s hand tangled in her hair. Gently he gripped the back of her head, trapping her in place as he came up for a kiss

“Promis.” Rook leaned in to her lips, ghosting over them, his breath on hers. He waited, a smirk growing as his girlfriend gave another whine, closing the space impatiently. As expected of her, he thought as a throaty hum of a laugh buzzed in his throat. Rook always played these games, seeing how his love would squirm and whine at his teasing. The flustered expression and needy actions drove him up a wall, only egging on his ego and want to play with her. Each reaction fed the hunter instincts in him. And each time it was like the first.

With each needy kiss, the clicking of the pairs lips resounded throughout the empty room. Rook could feel the heat that radiated from his lover’s cheeks and gave a satisfied moan. In turn, the moan buzzed against _____’s lips, tickling. She moaned back but more so at the lack of air only to be granted with a dirty trick.

Rook slid his tongue along _____’s bottom lip as he he let go of her hair. His hands gently gripped her hips. In one swift motion, he yanked ______ to the edge of the desk, hips knocking with her core as her thighs parted to rest on either side of Rook’s torso. As ______ let out a gasp in both shock and need, Rook took the chance to delve his tongue into her mouth, emitting another dark chuckle.

Rook’s hands trailed down, grabbing the back of his girlfriend’s knees, forcing her even closer. As his tongue searched every inch of her mouth, he felt ______’s hands gently grabbing the black coat that he adorned. He smirked, pulling away from her seeing a bit of drool besides the corner of her mouth.

“Allow me.”

Rook shrugged off his jacket, setting it on the desk behind him. He removed the hat he wore, setting it right atop of the jacket and inhaled slowly. When he turned around, he had the most devious grin on his lips. “Minette,” he cooed as he bent down before ______.

 "R-Rook..“

 ”Ma cherie, you’ve been quite bold today, you know,“ the huntsman purred. His gloved hand slid up the skirt of his beloved girlfriend, sending a chill down her spine. She placed her hands behind her on the desk, trying to balance herself as Rook’s other hand pushed her right leg up over his shoulder, granting him easier access. “I wonder,” he trailed off.

He was quick to invite himself underneath the black skirt, grinning at the sight before him. “I see someone has decided to be quite bold, indeed.”

“Rook!” she hissed in embarrassment. She knew exactly what his cocky ass was talking about. ______ had chosen to not wear any underwear at all that day. She wasn’t entirely expecting to have sex in a classroom but she did figure that the confrontation when Rook returned to Night Raven College would go one way or the other.

It was either fight, which was very unlikely for the pair. ______ hardly got angry and if she had an issue, she approached Rook in a calm manner, typically in private.

The other was having sex - granted, she thought Rook would’ve at least taken her back to his dorm first. This was not their first time, not by far. Rook was a very passionate individual and ______ was happy to experience and receiving all of his passion. It wasn’t a constant thing since both were often busy but it was enough times for Rook to know exactly what excited ______ the most and got her going.

Rook waved off her embarrassed cry, slowly spreading the lips of her pussy. Dripping. She was dripping wet already. His gaze grew glazed over in a playful dark haze as he came out from under her skirt. Those emerald eyes gleamed up at his flustered partner.

“I see now,” he hummed. Taking his right glove in his teeth, he yanked the black material off in one swift movement. He proceeded to do the same with the left, setting them on the desk besides ______. “Tell me, minette. Did you plan for this all along? Hmhm.~”

“N-No- Well.. I-I mean,” ______ stammered. Rook nestled himself between her thighs as if it was his natural habitat, watching her grow more and more flustered. His fingernails ran along the underside of her thighs, making ______ jump and whimper. He knew that she was very sensitive to that. He’s playing more dirty than usual.

“Take your time.”

As soon as ______ went to open her mouth, Rook began to pepper kisses languidly up her thighs. Dammit! Both the sensations Rook administrated left _____’s head spinning, thoughts foggy.

“R-Roook,” she breathlessly whined. It was almost like a braindead call for help. The blonde knew exactly what he was doing as he grew closer and closer to the area his talents were currently being requested. But each time he’d get right to the sopping center, he’d b-line over to the other thigh. “Pl-Please.”

“Please, what? Use your words, ma cherie.”

The final blow. This asshole. First he makes her thighs incredibly sensitive, then goes placing kisses everywhere but her pussy. Now, he’s gunna force her to say it. She always understood why but it never made it easier. Rook wanted direct consent but ______ struggled with telling him directly what she wanted. Here and there, he’d be direct in asking if she wanted xyz, but when he wanted to really rile her up and throw her confidence out the window, he made her tell him.

Raising a hand to hide behind, ______ let out a mumbled.

“Hm?~”

“I-I hate you,” she groaned, biting into the back of her hand that she hid behind. “Pl-Please…pl-pl….” _______ took a second to recompose herself, gathering up the courage. “Please touch m-me. U-Use your tongue o-on me. I need you, Rook.”

“Of course, princesse.”

Dipping back under the pleated skirt, Rook’s positioned the right thigh back over his shoulder, giving a bit of leverage. Of course, he didn’t stop teasing her other thigh though. Non, non. He was gently tracing circles with his fingernails on the soft thigh’s back side as Rook’s tongue poked out, giving a short flick over ______’s clit.

Immediately it sent a shiver down ______’s spine as the warm wet tip of Rook’s tongue circled the bundle of nerves. The blonde teased at the bud, speeding up only to slow down a few seconds later, and back and forth. Rook drew back for a second, letting out a sigh. The warm cunt before him twitching at the cold sudden sensation. This in turn, made Rook smirk.

Flattening out his tongue, Rook gave a long slow lick along the folds, tasting his beloved’s slickness; the salty taste faintly invading his mouth with each pass of his tongue. He could hear ______ begin to pant softly as he licked up.

“Hah, R-Rook,” she whimpered. Her hands gripped the edge of the desk, holding on for dear life. It was almost as if it was the one thing grounding her and keeping her sane as Rook attempted to steal away each ounce of sanity. His tongue always felt amazing. Maybe it was the emotions and hormones, or the setting - maybe even both, but for some reason Rook’s tongue felt heavenly. ______ struggled to keep herself quiet, knowing that people were still around. Class wasn’t exactly over yet. Heck, Vil or Epel might be searching for Rook seeing as ______ took off with him as soon as he returned to campus.

As if on cue, Rook shoved his tongue into her vagina, wiggling it a bit. Immediately, ______ let out a yelp, walls clasping about his tongue. Her back tensed at the strong muscle inside her, wiggling.

“R-Rook!”

______’s hands grabbed at Rook’s hair as she whined loudly. She did her best to be gentle with her grip, but this cocky motherfucker, he only attempted to push his tongue in further. In turn, ______ let out another moan, too caught up to remember where she was.

“R-Rook, i-if you’re going t-to do that, u-use your hands..”

Rook pulled his tongue out and looked up with an evil grin. He licked at his lips, saying “Happily, princesse. Do remember we’re in a classroom, though. You wouldn’t want to get caught now, would you?”

Rook placed a kiss on _____’s clit before grinning devilishly.

“Or maybe,” he paused before practically slamming a finger into his girlfriend’s pussy. “you’re into that.”

It took every cell in ______’s body to hold in her yelps and moans as he fucked her with his pointer finger. Each time Rook’s finger slid in, ______ gasped, trying to silence herself.

“Y-You’re doing this….”

Before she could even finish, Rook’s mouth had returned along side of the finger now. He began to suck on her clit, tongue swirling the bud in his mouth occasionally. Rook heard _____ choke on her words and smirked against her clit. He could felt himself getting hard and his pants growing tight, but this wasn’t about him right now. It was about ______. He knows he can ignore his growing erection for longer than most, choosing to focus on his beloved instead at the time. It was clear she needed that today, maybe even a little more than typical.

The tug at his scalp became tighter as Rook continued to suck on the red pearl. He could hear just how wet ______’s cunt had become. Easing up a bit on the sucking, Rook slowed his finger’s pace, slipping a second into the rhythm. It was tight but that was to be expected ______ was getting close already. Maybe….Rook thought, just perhaps, he’d gone a tad over board.

“Ro- ok!”

He picked up his fingers pace, feeling ______’s walls clenching more and more at each thrust. She’d begun to buck her hips in time with them, like an animal in heat. Her left leg came up, ankles meeting, draped over and pretzelled around Rook’s shoulder. 

“I-I’m g-going to..!”

Rook gave a hum as a sign to go ahead and that was all it took to send _____ over the edge. The vibration from Rook’s lips on her sensitive clit was the last straw. She bit her hand trying to be quiet, grunting and gasping as she rode out her orgasm.

Her head was thrown back, strands of hair sticking to the sides of her face, and her chest heaving when she finally settled down. Rook felt the bud on his tongue pulsating from aftershocks but refused to let up just yet. He was far more gentle now but that along side the soft squelch of the cum that now coated the fingers he pumped in and out, were already sending ______ back on the rollercoaster. She whimpered and tried get Rook to let up, impatiently patting the desk almost as if to tap out.

Rook did eventually give up, standing up to look in his girlfriend’s eyes again. He licked at his lips before going in for a sloppy, brief kiss. ______ was quick to wrap her arms up around his shoulders in place of where her legs had just been.

He pulled away, resting his forehead on hers and chuckled. “Ma cherie, are you perhaps able to go again?“

“My…My legs are k-kinda shaky.”

“I will carry you back regardless.”

“I..O-Okay..”

Rook gave a soft smile, tucking away some of ______’s hair behind her ear. “Êtes-vous certain?“

A phrase Rook had taught her. The first time that they ever had sex he asked her that. Rook had even taught her both proper responses. Whenever he asks that in a soft tone, it reminds ______ of their first time. It fills her stomach with butterflies; this time was no different.

Looking into his eyes, ______ nodded, “Je suis.”

“Good girl. I’m so proud,” Rook whispered. He gave a gentle kiss to her forehead then.

As much as he loved the sweeter, softer moments, Rook did have a bit of a tight situation to take care of. With ______’s consent now, he began to unbuckle his pants. He unbuttoned and pushed down both slacks and boxers to his thighs. You know, just enough to let his cock spring out to say hello.

Rook was longer than he was thick, so ______ thankfully didn’t struggle too much taking it typically.  _______ held up her skirt for him and watched as he brought his dick to her folds. As soon as his head touched the wet lips, ______’s chest heaved a bit, shuddering. Everything was very sensitive still. Just Rook’s tip bumping up against her clit was a lot to handle at the moment.

Thankfully, Rook took note of how tense his girlfriend was. Granted she had begun to dig her nails into his shoulder, trying to cope with the sensitivity. After getting his cock slick with _____’s cum, he begun to slowly push himself into her cunt.

“R-Rook!” she practically screeched. Her nails dug into his shoulders,a far more piercing sensation this time. “J-Just get i-it in…D-DON’T STOP.”

Oh, goodness. He did his best to make it as painless and slow as possible but from the way his girlfriend barked that last bit at him, he could tell just how sensitive she really was. As soon as he had fully sheathed himself inside of _____, he brought her into a tight hug, arms wrapping about her waist.

_____ took a very shaky breath and her clawed grip switched to Rook’s back as he hugged her. Tears flooded her vision and threatened to fall, but ______ tried her best to blink them back. As she adjusted better to Rook’s cock, it became much easier to breath and relax.

“I can stop. Would you like to just return to my room, minette?”

“N-No. I’m okay. J-Just…s-sensitive.”

“Then I shall be gentle.”

And just as promised Rook began to rock his hips back and forth at a gentle pace. He leaned into ______’s neck and began to suck and pepper kisses all over. When he tugged down the collar of her shirt, he was able to hit a sensitive spot and began sucking. Rook felt ______’s nails ease up on his back and rather become a gentle grip on his vest and shirt.

“Ah,” _____ gasped. She let her head lean back and allowed herself to embrace all of the sensations and feelings. Aside from the sucking noise and faint panting, the wet smack of Rook’s cock grinding in and out of ______ filled them room. She took a moment to think about how taboo and dangerous this scenario is. Any of the students or teachers could walk in. She hadn’t exactly been the most quiet. And as she thought about it, she found herself reaching closer to another high already. Something about the risk made her adrenaline go off running and brought her closer and closer.

Rook on the other hand, was pretty close, and had abandoned making hickies. He panted, head in the crook of ______’s neck. He picked up his pace a bit, chasing after his own orgasm. He felt ______’s walls clenching down and he smirked a bit.

He reached down with one hand and began rubbing circles on ______’s clit again with his thumb. She immediately let out a moan and her breath hitched. Perfect, Rook thought. He kept his pacing not too fast but not too slow, trying not to hurt his girlfriend too much. But it was obvious that she was close with just the added touch again.

As the pair chased after their orgasms, ______’s nails returned, digging into Rook’s shoulders. Her pussy clamped down on Rook’s cock and her eyes practically rolled back as she reached her second orgasm.

Rook was so close though and abandoned rubbing ______’s clit, grabbing her hips. He began to ram into her faster, a tight grip on her hips that was sure to leave a bruise later on. But that was the last thing on his mind at the very moment. Rook’s breath hitched and he gave a final slam of his hips into _____’s, hot ropes of cum shooting inside of her.

The pair caught their breath, a mess of sweat, tangled limbs, and cum.

______ was the first to pipe up, letting go of Rook finally. “W-We…We should g-get out of here,” she advised. That shy soft voice had returned as she was no longer caught up in her own pleasure. The embarrassment of it all stained her face red to which Rook could only chuckle.

He slipped out of ______, causing her to let out a soft moan that was hidden behind her hand. Rook put himself back into his pants, quickly redressing himself as if nothing had happened at all. As he placed the hat he loved back on his head, he reached for his gloves besides _____’s waist. Slipping them on he offered his hand to his lady whose face once again resembled that of Heartslabyul dorm leader’s when he lost his temper.

She tried to hop down for the desk but lost her balance immediately. Her legs were shaking and she could barely stand as Rook’s arms wrapped about her for support.

“Je suis désolée. I said I’d carry you,” Rook said with a tinge regret for not acting quick enough. He swiftly picked up his girlfriend and gave her that charming smile she loved. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

“Th-Thank you..”

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I feel like a few of these are easy but i put them here in case:

Promis - I promise/ Promise

Ma cherie - my darling

Minette - kitten

Princesse - Princess

Non - no

Êtes-vous certain? - Are you certain?

Je suis - I’m sure/I am

Je suis désolée - I’m sorry

[cherripeach]

Relationship Headcannons

Vice Dorm Leaders pt.2

Jamil Viper

Good luck becoming Jamil’s friend before anything happens; he is an extremely reserved person and has many trust issues to back that up. You have to be incredibly determined in order to even talk casually with this one because of all of his walls and barriers that protect him. He will trust you much more once he finds out just who you are and why you want to become his friend. Your friendship is going to last for a couple of years before anything romantic or more than friendly starts up; he is not one for realizing his feelings unless you make them painfully obvious. Even so you two would be pinning after each other for a couple of months before either one of you makes a move in the right direction. The confession from him was not thought out at all. It was very rushed and unorganized contradicting his normal aura. 

The beginning of your relationship you two are almost a puppy love couple in which both of you blush at the sight of each other or whenever skinship happens. Since Jamil had to have faith in you before the relationship started, he is not afraid to go to you whenever he needs someone to talk to. You are his one outlet for anything that he feels is unfair or anything that he knows he must keep secret. Even if he seems uncomfortable with you at first, it is not because he lost his trust for you, he just becomes antsy once he finally grasps the fact that someone broke his walls and cares about his enough to continue a relationship with his in spite of the fact of how terrible of a person he perceives himself as. 

Once over the painfully uncomfortable phase of the beginning of the relationship, Jamil will adore your physical affection. As he does not receive a lot from people other than Kalim, he appreciates you trying your best to accommodate him. He loves to be held by you as much as possible even though his pride will never allow him to say such a fact. He also loves to hold your hand because he finds comfort in your presence. Meaning, that he also adores small touches you give him; the range is from lightly placing your hand on his back or shoulder whenever you two cannot hold hands or maybe even skimming your fingers against him when handing him an item. He loves the constant reassurance that your presence is always with him. 

Dates are mostly stay inside dates where you two just relax and cuddle all day. He hates having your dates interrupted though so good luck trying to calm him down after one of Kalim’s schemes. He will sit down for hours and do whatever you want as long as he is in your presence; he worships anything you say or do to him so please never stop with him. 

Fights are fun but normally do not happen. He does not like to fight you because he knows how most of your fights consist of him taking more care of himself and learning to say ‘no’ or even telling him that he should not be holding himself back. His understanding of your reasonings is why he does not like to fight: he cannot argue with something that he knows and believes is right. However,  the slightest mention that you are not taking care of yourself will send this child into ‘mother mode’ and good luck escaping without a scolding. 

He loathes you giving others your attention; as someone who does not get much love he worships any kiss or wave you give him. Nevertheless, he still understands the problems with the mindset of wanting to keep you to himself. He will try his best to give you the space and time you need with others, but if someone is even slightly making you uncomfortable or nervous, a little snake will come up behind to lend a helping hand and maybe scare someone away.

Little viper is astounded that he finally is able to care for someone that he might get a little ahead of himself sometimes so just be sure to reel him back in. 

Rook Hunt

Rook is a very demanding person to get the attention of, and something has to blow him away about you to even get him to consider starting a friendship, if you would call it that, with him. You have to grab his attention with either a talent or just a personality trait of yours to start his little affections for you. Keep in mind that he does find adoration in either the beautiful or the strong. Once you astound him, he will be welcomed to find out about you, and your relationship after that will process very quickly: his worshiping will turn in to love for you. This loser also does a terrible job at hiding his puppy love because any moment that he can slip in a comment about you is taken. He also loves to see you look uncomfortable whenever he makes a comment to you: meaning he wants you to blush and stutter at him at any time. If you have not made the connection of his love or at least that he favors you before his confession, good luck because he is going all out for your confession and being as dramatic as possible. 

In the beginning of the relationship, Rook is not going to change except for being more open with his affections, but if he knows that you will be even somewhat uncomfortable with public affections, he will give you time to breathe and relax before anything. While he is in awe of you blushing, he also wants you to return his affections whenever possible. 

Rook shows his devotion to you through his physical affection, and therefore, he will treasure any of your affections that you give him. Any day of the week you will find yourself in his arms or attached to his hip. He wants you to find the exact same comfort in his physical affections that he finds in yours, so he will try his best to display his favorite affections every day. He is the biggest fan of big romantic gestures as well so expect him to be over the top with anything from giving a gift to just reciting a poem. He yearns for your acceptance and affections in return for everything that he does, so make sure to at least give him a little kiss here or there. If he is ever having a bad day, just hug him tightly and tell him how amazing he is and how stupendous he looks and brush through his hair and his charm and happiness will be upped to the max. He also loves when you wear his hat because of how warm he feels while watching you prance around in it. 

Dates are just like his affections: bold and extra, so expect something different for each occasion. He adores planning out your dates just to surprise you and so that he can get you to smile and compliment him in the end too. He really just wants to treat you right and worship you with everything that he has, and since he believes himself to be incredible at date planning, that is the way that he goes. He does, however, understand that he cannot keep all dates to be extravagant and planned to a t, so he will allow for some small homely dates in the comfort of your rooms where he just cuddles with you and takes care of all of your needs. He loves to do your nails if you give him the chance too. 

Fights won’t happen simply because he stops them before anything starts; he is a master observer, so if he notices any difference in your opinion of anything he will stop immediately. Of course, there may be times where you yell at him for being too observant and almost paying too much attention but he does it in good health because he wants to protect you and your relationship. 

This man does not need validation that you care for him nor does he care if you give others attention, well, at least not at meets the eye. While he does not get mad at the perpetrator, he will shower you in over exaggerated affection wherever you are around others. He, especially, loves to see the hope fall from someone's eyes after they were flirting with you once you start returning his affections. He will never ever tell you any of this because he likes to not be yelled at by you. 

This drama queen will stop at nothing to get his affections returned even if it means greatly embarrassing you; he is almost like a child just waiting to be pulled away by his mother or in this case, you. 

Lilia Vanrouge

This being hates to be bored, so in order to grab his attention and affection you must first show him how unique and different you are. As someone who has lived for thousands of years give or take, he has been through many different relationships and met many different people, so in order for him to take notice of you, you must stand out. Once he finds that you are a rare individual he will begin to note all of your quirky personality traits and talents. He wants to find something that spices up his life, so finding someone who never bores him is a challenge but with you it seems almost easy. Once he realizes that his fascination for you stretches more than just a simple emotion he will start to court you in his own way. He tries his best to offer you all of the help he can give and reminds you to take care of yourself just as if a mother would remind her children. After a while of simply caring for you, he will confess even if the confession is very weird and not something anyone would expect, it still is his best version of a confession. 

The beginning of the relationship is very awkward because he needs to be told what you want and need out of him due to his version of human affections which is a misconception that he picked up off of after years of relationships. It is very outdated and needs to be updated by his present partner or in easier terms you. Your sense of communication in the relationship must be strong with how different of beings you two are.

While he may not find your physical affection to be a necessity to his daily life, he is quite addicted to it. One thing that he can never get enough of is you running your hand through his hair because of how his heart just bursts with warmth and adoration for you and everything that you do when you express your affections that way. He also loves to peck your head and kiss you while he is upside down in order to startle you due to the fact that your face looks ‘oh so adorable’ in his eyes. Make sure to surprise him with all of your different affections; he wants to see all you have to offer him as he will try to do the same with you. Nothing can beat random hugs, though. 

Dates mostly occur during the night time since fae are night creatures: night strolls, picnics, and adventures. Anything that keeps this old man entertained works with him and anything that keeps you by his side. He enjoys taking breaks with you, as well, since he can only spend so much time with you. Of course, anything out of the ordinary also attracts him, so no date will ever be the same with this small fae. 

He wants to bask in your presence whenever possible so he may slip you out of important meetings and such in order to talk to you. He also loves to get in trouble with you, so any pranks you two can pull will happen. If you don't approve of anything he does you better say it before he completes the prank because this old man doesn't know when to stop. 

Fights are not considered fights because they are more well thought out arguments where neither of you yell at each other because Lilia knows that he does not have enough time with you to be yelling at you. The old fae is also aware that yelling will get one to do anything that the older wants, so if he wants you to take care of yourself, the method of coaxing will have more of an effect. 

Lilia does not really care who you put your attention on as long as it all comes back to him. He does not live to seek your validation, and he knows that humans are not creatures that give affection to one singular person, but they truly flourish with others. However, this does not mean that he likes you spending too much time with others, and he will pull you away to spend time with you because he absolutely adores you .

This bat wants to spend as much time as possible with you who means the most to him and loves when you dote on him

Have a nice day!

[thepandadrawer]

Jacob came back from a mission and aboarded his train from jumping down a bridge. He was tired and it almost feels to him like his Lounge is calling for him. With heavy footsteps he passed through the dining car, where a few Rooks greeted him. As soon as he stepped into his car his eyes were fixed on his Lounge. It didn't take him long to reach it, but he stopped dead in his track as his gaze went to a book, which was laying on his Lounge.

(2/11) - It looks familiar and when he picked it up, he knew it was the sketchbook Ashley often carried with her. A little bit surprising, though, as she likes to hide the book from prying eyes. A small grin placed itself on his lips. She never gave him a chance to look at it, blushing furiously while he tried to grab it everytime he wanted to see her drawings.

(3/11) - He wasn’t sure why she was so shy about it, but he may find an answer soon. He looked around, making sure Ashley was nowhere to be found and opened it. The first few pages were from buildings, people doing their business or other little sketches. But when he continued looking, they changed. No more buildings, no more other people. No. His eyes widened and his mouth was slightly open due to the surprise he just found.

(4/11) - Curiosity hit him instantly and he thumbed through the pages; full of sketches with him. Him sleeping on his Lounge, him looking over London while spending a little bit of time with Ashley on the roofs, him fighting in the Fight Club, him laughing and so on. His heart jumped at this. She was actually sketching him. His hazel eyes left the book to search for something.

(5/11) -He found her pencil in the space between the cushions of the Lounge and scribbled a little stick figure under one of her drawings. With a top hat so she might find this it and know who the culprit was. Jacob also wrote that he would be happy to assist her further in her studies. Unfortunately he heard light footsteps coming his way, probably the woman, whose sketchbook he is holding. He shut the book and placed it on the table before laying on his Lounge to pretend to be asleep.

(6/11) -The young woman tiptoed now when she saw the male twin sleeping. She looked for her sketchbook, which she forgotten when a few Rooks ask her to come along for a little fun. It wasn’t on the Lounge, where she left it. Maybe Jacob put it elsewhere? Her gaze frantically went from one point to another and with a relieved sigh, Ashley found it on the desk.

(7/11) -Almost with a small portion of panic she grabbed it quickly, while her head turned back to Jacob. She knew he was always curious about her drawings and wanted to see them. Her heart began to hammer in her chest with the idea of him looking at them before he went to sleep. A last look on his sleeping figure and the young woman wanted to go back to the dining car to do another sketch.

(8/11) -Thankfully, there were only two other Rooks and she got a quite place for herself and wouldn’t be bothered by anyone. The young artist pulled out her pencil and opened the book. But her body froze instantly when her eyes drifted to a stick figure; this was not her doing.

(9/11) -“What the…”, she mumbled to herself. There was a top hat and also a little sentence. She knew the handwriting. And again, her heart began to race and this time, also her face was getting warmer. “Oh my god.”, she breathed. He saw them. He actually saw them. All of them!

(10/11) -How can she be able to look him in the eyes now? Although they spend a lot of time together, she was still a Rook - a member of his gang. He was her Boss after all. Ashley buried her face in her hands, trying to calm her body. Then, she peeked through her fingers and read his sentence again. Maybe…

(11/11) -She couldn’t help the smile forming and the short giggle escaping her mouth. Well, okay, it was more of a grin. But he wanted to assist her and although she is still a little bit mortified of him finding her sketches about him, she couldn’t wait for him to wake up. (I really hope you don’t mind this much

Ok, whoever sent this, I will hunt you down, I will find you, and I will end you be your best friend! THANK YOU SO MUCH AHHHHHH!!!!!

THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!!!!!!!!!