#smut trey clover

[mochinomnoms]

say you can't sleep, baby, I know

NSFW!Trey x Reader

Synopsis

You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You're trying to rile him up, right? He's supposed to be the responsible, big brother of Heartslabyul, he tries so hard. So, so hard to stay out of trouble and have a normal day-to-day life. Trey used to pride himself on his levelheadedness and restraint, but that all went out the window into a swan dive into the lake when he saw you in his bed in that damn one-piece. “Happy Birthday Trey~”

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[cw/tags] - afab!gn!reader (im sorry folks it's all i know how to write still), NRC is a university in this, domesticity kink, birthday sex, breeding kink (sue me), oral (giving & receiving), trey can be a little mean as a treat

[notes] - i apologize for the person i've become after seeing trey's new b-day card. it does things to me and this is 100% self-indulgent for me. also, tried to use very neutral descriptors for reader so tell me how that went and if it reads well! lastly, the outfit the reader wears is based on sabrina carpenter's outfits from her short n' sweet tour, specifically the baby doll one!

Written while listening to “Espresso” by Sabrina Carpenter, I recommend listening to it while reading :)

Let’s consider exactly the type of person Trey is.

Ever since he’s started school at NRC, he’s always taken a bit of a parental role in Heartslabyul, even before he became vice housewarden. Even Cater would joke about it when they first became friends:

“You’re, like, a total big bro! O-M-G, no! You’re like a dad friend! I’m totes willing to bet that the incoming freshmen are gonna slip up! Call you Dad or something!”

Evidently, when Riddle came into the picture and Trey was appointed his vice, Cater was proven right. He didn’t mind it too much, despite what others might think.��

He liked the familiarity of it, being the oldest at home, it translated well into his position at Heartslabyul, and it came with the added bonus of being able to minimize any chaos that arose. 

That was his main goal, especially with Riddle’s temper during his freshman and at the beginning of his sophomore year. Honestly, he had phenomenal conflict resolution skills, and he just wanted to make his life as easy as possible. 

Everyone at this school liked to make that difficult, though, especially the freshmen of this year.

“Oh fu—I mean sh—dam—fuc—shi—FIDDLESTICKS!”

“Dude, just say fuck, why you gotta say the corniest shit—OW—Treyyy! Deuce hit me!”

Deuce had a guilty look on his face as Trey looked up from his notebook to raise a brow at the two.

“W-well, Ace cussed, so he has to put money in the swear jar!”

“Aw what! Come on Trey!” Ace whined, shoving Deuce’s face to the side as the latter grunted and started pulling at his cheeks and arm. “Riddle’s not here, he’ll never know, so I don’t gotta! Don’t make me!”

Trey simply smirked and gestured to the jar on the fireplace mantle, helpfully available to everyone in the lounge. 

“You know the rules, bud, two thaurmarks for the f-bomb and a .50 cent for the other.”

Ace tossed his head back and groaned, begrudgingly dragging himself over to the jar as he dug around his pocket for change.

“Don’t be rude to your father, Ace.” A few giggles and snorts vibrated amongst the small group studying in the lounge as you wagged a finger at Ace, Grim squinting angrily at the book in your lap. 

Your lips quivered as you hid a laugh, jokingly chastising the ginger. 

“No need to be a brat.”

Trey had to withhold a snort at that comment, rich coming from you. He knew better than anyone that you could be as much of a brat as you were another parental figure.

“Oh ha-ha, very funny, Prefect. What, does that make you, Mom or Dad 2?” Ace stuck his tongue out at you as you grinned and focused back on Grim. 

“Okay Grimmy, so remember, what alchemy recipes need mandrake root?”

Watching from the corner of his eye, Trey watched fondly as you murmured soft words to Grim. It reminded him of his Mom talking to his siblings after a nightmare, or of his Dad after one of them would get hurt in the kitchen. 

Soft, soothing, parental. You’d make an excellent parent one day. 

Trey felt himself get warm at the thought, adjusting himself in his seat and looking back at his musicology notes. He couldn’t sing very well, but he can memorize notes, and that’s what the upcoming exam was focused on. 

That’s what he needed to focus on, not the way you cradled Grim against you like a parent with their child. Focus on his alchemy flashcards, and not the way you cleaned up the mess on the table so you could bring everyone a tray of snacks he’d prepared earlier that day. Focus on the history textbook in front of him, and not the way you cleaned up the lounge as it got later and later.

It wasn’t fair. It was so unfair how well you fell into the role. Cleaning and humming, one of his spare aprons on you as you wiped down the tables of crumbs and stacked a pile of dishes. It was unfair how sweetly you murmured to the few remaining students, and told them to go to bed and rest up. 

They obliged, probably half asleep at this rate, since it was an hour until midnight. Ace and Deuce had retired a while ago, the latter leaning on the former as they haphazardly stumbled to their room. 

Riddle had dropped by after his housewarden meeting, satisfied by the study group, but ultimately stuck to his very strict evening routine. 

Now it was just you two. Even Grim had been tugged along with Ace and Deuce earlier, not unlike a rag doll slung over their shoulders. 

“Trey? Honey, when are you going to sleep? It’s almost midnight.” His eyes fluttered tiredly as he felt your hands slide over his shoulders and a kiss pressed against his temple.

He felt warm again, heat pooling in his belly. You were so unfair. 

“You should go to bed soon, come on, I’ll take care of you.”

He can think of a few ways you could ‘take care’ of him. 

“It’s fine, why don’t you get Grim and head back to Ramshackle? Curfew is in 30 minutes, you know?”

You rolled your eyes, sighing into his ear, making a tingle go down his spine.

“Okay, but please go to bed soon? I left you a little birthday surprise in your bedroom~”

Trey perked up at that, eyeing your mischievous grin as you waved your fingers goodbye, going down the hallway to the dorms to grab Grim.

To be honest, he’d forgotten that his birthday was tomorrow, he’d been so focused on his midterms that it just slipped his mind. Well, he can’t say he’s not excited to see what you got him, especially since you’d been not too subtly probing him for preferences.

He groaned, running his hands over his face and sighing, heavy and exhausted.

“Ugh, just a bit more and I’ll retire for the night.” Trey reassured himself, eyes straining as he looked between the books in front of him. 

The words on the papers blurred after a bit, the sound of the grandclock lulling him further into sleep, his head nodding off until a ping from his phone started him awake.

It was Cater, his Magicam user popping up on his screen. 

cay-cay_diamond: hbd trey!! 🥳🎉🎉🎉grats on being an old man now!

Blinking at the clock, Trey realized that it was now a few minutes past midnight, so it was technically his birthday. He’s lucky that Riddle followed his own sleep schedule so rigorously, or else he’d be getting a scolding for breaking curfew.

luckyclover: Old? I’m only like 4 months older than you cay-cay_diamond: yeah. old. cay-cay_diamond: anyways! enjoy the gift in ur room!!! i helped (name) pick out the wrapping 😘😘😘

Trey hummed, a small smile on his face as he imagined the two of you bickering over wrapping paper and messily wrapping up a box with a bow. You did seem very excited for him to find it earlier, maybe you two picked something out together. 

He was curious on what exactly you got him and why you hadn’t waited to give it to him at his actual birthday party. And why did you need Cater to help you…you’d always shoo him away when he’d tried helping you with gifts for other’s birthdays. 

Stacking his books into his left hand and walking towards the junior dorm rooms, Trey looked at his phone as it pinged again. 

cay-cay_diamond: on that topic thooo…u should rly go 2 ur room and get ur present! the poor thing! they’ve been w8ing very patiently 4 u~ luckyclover: Waiting? (Name)??? cay-cay_diamond: 🤭🤫😉

Trey sighed, shaking his head and tucking his phone away and digging out his room keys. It was times like these, deep into the night, when he was thankful for having his own room. He felt a bit bad now, you probably fell asleep in his bed waiting for him. 

Though, the thought of you clutching one of his pillows, maybe in one of his sweaters to keep warm, made him smile. Then he could come in, gently take your clothes and shoes off to get you more comfortable, and dress down himself to slip in right behind you.

As he finally managed to get to his room, he heard shuffling as he turned the keys. Trey smirked, noticing that only his rose lamp remained on, and all the drapes to his canopy were now closed. 

He could just barely make out the shadow of you moving behind them, hearing you gasp and the bed squeak, making him let out a soft laugh under his breath.

“You’re breaking curfew, you should be asleep you know? You're such a troublemaker sometimes.” Trey teased you as placed his books on his desk, tossing his hat onto its stand and slipping his shoes off to throw them into his wardrobe and grab his slippers. 

He yawned, the late night really starting to sink into his body as he started undressing, his jacket and vest getting hung back up in the closet as he worked on his sash and unbuttoning his pants.  

“Only like a third of the time!” You whined, the bed softly squeaking as you followed his movements behind the canopy. “Besides, I really wanted to give you your present. Don’t you want to unwrap me?”

Trey paused at the purr in your voice, narrowing his gaze as he saw your hand ever so slightly move the curtain at the end of the bed to peek at him. You were still mostly shrouded in darkness, but there was a very soft glow coming from inside the canopy, so he could just barely make out your mischievous smile.

Though, you quickly frowned, eyeing him up and down out of concern. 

“Not if you’re too tired though, you have bags under your eyes, Trey. Do you just wanna go to sleep?”

Giving you a weary smile, Trey finally tossed his sash to the side and reached for the curtains, pushing them to the side to finally take a look at your “mysterious” present. 

“In a bit, let me see what you got me…”

Trey’s breath hitched, he suddenly felt very wide awake as his eyes roamed up and down your body. 

From the corner of his eye, he could see that you set up string lights along the top of the canopy for ambiance, making you look like you were almost glowing. Though it wasn’t that that made him lose his voice. 

You were sitting on the edge of his bed with your legs curled underneath you, dressed in the most darling sage-green, sheer baby doll dress. The dress's puffy sleeves and hem were lacy, matching the lace on the stockings. 

Holy shit you were wearing stockings.

“Ha, I wanted to surprise you, I thought you could use a stress reliever.”

You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

“I should’ve realized that you’d be tired from studying for midterms, sorry.”

You're trying to rile him up, right?

“But, still, do you like it? I wrapped myself up just for you~”

He's supposed to be the responsible, big brother of Heartslabyul, he tries so hard. So, so hard to stay out of trouble and have a normal day-to-day life. To behave.

“In any case,” You shifted onto your knees, the dress splitting in the middle, the only thing keeping it together being a small bow at the base of your neck, revealing the lack of undergarments, just your bare skin underneath. “Even if you’re too tired and just want to sleep, I just wanted to say…”

Trey leaned in as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in, batting your eyelashes and ghosting your lips over his with a teasing smile. Your hands caressed the back of his neck, a thumb rubbing soothing circles, making him melt. 

“Happy Birthday Trey~”

It’s now that he noticed that you even added a gloss to your lips, and he could smell the warm perfume on your neck as you pressed your lips to his, tongue swiping over his mouth, asking for permission to enter. Obliging, Trey sighed into the kiss and tangled his tongue with yours, his hands slipping underneath the baby doll and squeezing at your waist.

He really should go to sleep. He has to wake up early for the party. He has to dress in his birthday robes. He has to make sure that the others don’t burn down the kitchen or damage his expensive bakeware as they made his cake. 

But the way your skin felt under his gloved hands, skin meeting skin, lace, skin, and lace again.

How could he be expected to sleep now?

Trey used to pride himself on his level headedness and restraint, but that all went out the window into a swan dive into the lake when he saw you in his bed in that damn one-piece.

Humming in delight against your mouth, Trey slid his hands down, as you curled into his body in response, and squeezed at the fat of your thighs before picking you up. 

A yelp left your mouth as he picked you up and tossed you up the bed, pulling off his shirt and tossing it behind him as he crawled on top of you.

His tongue darted out to wet his lips as he saw the way the dress fell open to expose your body, your chest moving up and down as you watched him with a giddy smile. 

“Oh! I guess you’re not that tired—ah!”

You gasped as Trey grabbed your calves, tugging you up to place the back of your knees on his shoulders. He leaned in to press a chaste kiss to your right thigh, smirking against the lace. 

“I was tired. I should be asleep,” Trey murmured against your stocking laced skin, pressing kisses as he went farther and farther down. “Resting—kiss—Up—kiss—but no.”

He gave you a half-hearted glare, which you responded with a smile and lacing your hands through his hair as he pressed another kiss to the bend where your thigh met your sex. 

“You broke curfew, you wanted to keep me up with your little ‘present’, you know I’d get in trouble for hiding you out in my room.”

Trey gave you a bite on your thigh, groaning as he felt your hands tighten in his hair, moving back to press a soothing kiss to the mark he left.

“Are you trying to get me in trouble? Throw me in the doghouse?”  “Cause I’ll make sure you come right with me, after a little taste of my birthday treat.”

The same time he ran his tongue up your sex, Trey could feel you shiver and pull on his hair as he ate you feverishly, like a man starved from food or water for ages. 

“Mmm! Trey!” You threw your head back, bringing one hand up to slam a hand over your mouth to muffle your cries, the walls here weren’t known to be sound-proof. 

He should probably care a bit more, especially when you let out a particularly high-pitched squeal as his tongue began fucking into your hole. 

“Trey! Oooh, Trey~” 

Bringing a finger to join his tongue, Trey smiled against your skin as you squeezed your thighs around his head, using his free hand to push his pants and underwear down to palm at his dick. 

“Trey—aaaah—wait, let me—mmph—Honey—” You let out a shuddering gasp, pulling his head up from your sex. Trey locked eyes with you, leaning into the hand you slid down to cup his cheek and caress his lower lips, wiping the slick and drool from the corner of his mouth.

“Yes? Honey?” Removing his hand from inside you to cover your own hand and kiss your palm, Trey smiled and hummed, “I like that, you know, reminds me of a husband coming home to his spouse.”

Pressing kisses up your body, soft and tingly, up your neck, and back to your lips where they belonged.

“Hmm, I really like the sound of that, (Name) Clover.” You murmured against his lips, smiling as you wrapped a leg around his waist to bring his dick closer to your sex, rubbing against him as you both sighed into each other’s mouths. 

“Is that what you want? You want me to be a cute little spouse? Dress up in a cute apron? Greet you when you come home from work?”

So focused on the softness of your lips and the wetness sliding against his dick, Trey didn’t even notice you twisting your body to turn him onto his back, the back of his head hitting the back of his pillows as you sat on top with a cheeky grin. 

“Hm? How would my husband want me to welcome him home? A hug? A kiss? Mm, what about…me?” Trey watched you with flushed cheeks as you kissed down his body, mimicking his earlier actions as you helped him tug off the rest of his clothes. 

“Oh, how nice it would be for you to come back to a warm, clean home with a spouse…” Looking up at him through your eyelashes and giving him a kitten lick to his tip. “...ready to give soft wet holes for you to fill~”

Giving him a vision into that sweet, sweet future, you swallowed his tip, down his shaft, and started sucking. 

“Haaah—”

Trey lolled his head back into his pillow, letting out a breathless moan as you bobbed your head up and down his length, your hand working the rest that didn’t fit into your mouth. 

“Fuuuuck. That does sound nice—mmh!” Reaching his hand down, you immediately took one of your hands to lace it with his, squeezing it as you hummed around his cock. 

“My lovely spouse—nnnngh—their pretty mouth—unnnh—soft holes—aaaah—all for me to come home to every day, what a dream~”

A particularly harsh suck made Trey arch his back and squeeze your hand harder, a giggle vibrating his dick as you pulled off. 

“Hehe, is this your way of proposing? Kinda dirty to do it with your dick on my mouth.” You giggled, pressing kisses and quick licks along his shaft. 

“That’s okay though, you and I both know that deep down, you’re a bit of a pervert. Right?”

Trey scoffed, tugging you up with a bemused smile. “Yeah? How can you tell? Thought I hid that pretty well.”

A soft laugh escaping you, you held both of his hands, bringing them up to press kisses on his knuckles, making the green-haired man sigh fondly. 

“The way you look at me sometimes, like you’re undressing me. It makes me feel all warm and tingly, especially when I piss you off.”

Both of you let out a breathless moan as your wetness rubbed against his hard dick, grinding against one another as the tip occasionally caught against your hole, making you shiver. 

“Is it bad that sometimes I wanna get you mad so you’ll fuck me real mean? Is it bad that I want you to use me? To fuck your stress out with me?”

A lump forming in his throat, Trey let go of your hands to pull at the string holding your flimsy baby doll together. Eyes half lidded, he pushed the fabric off your shoulders, watching it pool at your elbows as you placed your hands on his chest to steady yourself as your grinding turned into vigorous humping against him, making you both gasp in pleasure. 

“Ooh, Trey, honey, baby, hubby~ Won’t you use me? Be a little mean? Pleeeease? Fuck me, fill me up like I know you want! Pleeeeease Trey? Pretty, pretty please?”

Lips smashed against yours as Trey bolted up, groaning into your mouth as he grabbed your hips in an almost painful grip. 

He picked you up once again, throwing you on all fours, covers tangling against your knees and hands, as he ripped your dress off and tossed it. 

Trey’s left hand placed itself on your hip, while his right pushed down on your back, following up your spine to the base of your neck where he pushed you down to shove your face into the sheets, forcing you into a doggy pose.

“So you do like getting me in trouble, little brat. Fine, I’ll be mean.” 

Trey lined his dick against your throbbing hole, leaning down to press a tender kiss to your ear and moving the hand on your neck to wove with your right, squeezing it reassuringly. 

“Squeeze three times if you need me to stop, otherwise, I’m going to fuck that brain right out of your pretty little head, since you don’t seem to be wanting to use it.”

In one, swift move, Trey slammed his hips to your ass, sinking nearly half his length into your warm, waiting hole. 

“FUCK! YES���MMMPH” Burying your face into the sheets to muffle your cries, Trey did the same into your shoulder, shivering at your tightness around him. 

Setting a rhythm, hips smacking into your ass, Trey worked the rest of his cock into you until he could hear the smack of your ass against his hips, the sound echoing with the creak of the bed.

Your tightness around him was heavenly, as was the sight of you sinking further into the bed and arching your ass to sloppily meet his thrusts. Straightening again, bending your arm back so that your hands could remain intertwined.

His left hand caressed your back and the fat of your behind, before bringing it down in a harsh slap to your ass, making you yelp and squeeze his hand in a vice grip, though you also tightened around his cock. 

Rubbing a soothing circle against the reddening skin, slowed his thrusts, making you whine and push against him. 

“Haaah, that okay? Feel good?” Trey murmured, smiling at the frantic nod and wiggle against him. “Want me to keep going?”

“Mmmph... yessshh... mmmore, mmmore... pleeeashh, honey~” Your sounds were muffled as you bit into the blanket, getting higher and higher as he obliged, not one to deny you after all. 

Every other thrust was met with a slap to one cheek, then the other, the skin turning redder and redder with his handprints marking you. The harder he went, the more and more slack you went, until he was eventually just fucking you like his personal toy. 

Though, you did offer yourself as his present, didn’t you? So it was only fair that he got to use his present as he wished, and right now, he wanted to feel you cumming around him. 

Ceasing his smacks, making you whine, Trey instead melded his body against yours, the weight both overwhelming and comforting, as his left hand instead moved to your sex to rub you to completion. 

Trey watched as you gasped for breath, completely burying your head into the bed to muffled your screams as you came around him, trembling and squeezing him. 

The feeling of your walls pulsating around his shaft was becoming dangerously addicting, and he was very greedy for more of that. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m so close! You can give me another one, right?”

Slipping his arms around your waist and pulling you up, Trey adjusted you so that you sat on his dick, kissing the side of your neck for reassurance as he let go of your hand to quickly slide his arms under your knees. 

From all his years of tossing bags of flour and sugar, from kneading dough, from all the labor he’s done as a baker, picking you up was like child’s play. 

Folding your knees up to your chest so he could hold you, back flush to his chest, was nothing for him. Everything for you, though, your over sensitive hole squeezing down on him again.  

“FUCK! I caaame! Treytreytreytrey—” You dug a hand into his arm, tossing your head back and lolling your tongue out with a dumb, drooly smile on your lips. 

“A-almost there—nngh—just squeeze if I need to stop—I’m so close~”

Smashing his lips against yours for an open mouth, wet kiss, Trey pounded faster into you, determined to feel your walls pulsate again, this time as he filled your insides up like one of his pastries. 

Then, an awful, perverted thought filled his head, like a devil was whispering in his ear. 

Why doesn’t he fill them up with his kids? Don’t stop until his cum is drooling out of their hole, and go again to make up for the lost seed. He already wants them to be his spouse, why not add a few little ones to that picture?

Trey was losing any bit of restraint that he may have had as he was now determined to fullfill his fantasy. Even if you couldn’t do it, magic made anything here possible, and right now is good practice anyway.

“I’m—aaaahhh—I’m gonna come inside, okay? Fill you up, yeah?”

Digging your nails into his skin, you nodded against his mouth and whined. 

“Yessssss! Fill me up! Inside! Gimme a baby Trey! I wanna make you a daaaaddy~”

Squeezing your legs further against your chest, Trey pounded faster and faster, trembling as he reached close and closer to his peak. 

Warmth flooded his body, tingles, and he swears sparks, flying over his skin as he felt you clamp down on him for a third time. 

Your voice squealed higher and higher, any previous attempt to be quiet for naught as you practically screamed.

Trey shuddered as he finally came, cum flooding your warm insides as you went limp in his arms. 

Panting for air, both of you remained still for a minute, the bed feeling stuffy with the curtains still closed. After another minute, Trey pulled you up and off of him, shaky as his now limp dick left your warm, comfortable embrace.

Doing his best to gently place you on the bed, Trey let out a breathless laugh as you collapsed on the bed like a rag doll, blinking your eyes tiredly at the ceiling of the canopy. 

“Haah, sorry, I went too hard there, huh?”

You shook your head, giving him a tired smile and reaching a hand for him, which he took and brought up to kiss. 

“It was good, really, good. You liked your present?”

Snorting and nodding, Trey carefully scooped you up to move your head onto the pillows and gently roll off your garter stocking, thumbs rubbing soothing circles as he did. 

“Yeah, I did. Come on, let me get you a shirt.”

You whined as he pulled away, exhaustion starting to steep into him as he tied back the curtains to the canopy to let the stuffiness out. Trey picked up the baby doll he’d tossed earlier, placing it into his wardrobe drawer as he dug out a shirt and sweatpants for himself and a shirt for you.

As he closed the drawer, he noticed your backpack hidden underneath it, digging in it to grab you some underwear. You had packed a pair of pajamas, apparently, but…he’d rather see you in his clothes. 

“Hmm, honey? Come to bed…” You whined, hands reaching out for him impatiently as he slipped on his clothes, crawling over to you and helping you slip your underwear and his shirt on. 

“I’m here, I’m here.”

Trey slowly blinked, eyelids heavy as he scoop you up to place you two under the covers, the soft mattress making him practically become one with the bed and you as you nestled into his chest. 

Your legs tangled with his as Trey wrapped his arms around you and tucked your head under his chin. He could feel fatigue and sleep quickly taking over him as your voice vibrated against his chest, soft and sleepy. 

“Happy birthday honey, I—yawn—love…you…”

A different kind of warmth, soft and sweet, filled him as he squeezed you tighter against him, murmuring back. 

“I love you too…”

*Riiiing* *Riiiiiiiing* *Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing*

An irritating, loud noise filled Trey’s ears as he groaned, half-awake as he turned over to smack his hand on his phone, silencing the alarm. 

“Aah…Noisy…hhggh.” Trey groaned, rolling over, careful to not crush you under him to blindly reach for his glasses. 

“Glasses…glasses…ah..”

Plastic and glass finally under his palm, Trey slipped his glasses on his face, ultimately throwing himself back into bed next to you, who’d begun shifting awake.

“Mmm, honey?” 

Grunting in response, Trey threw an arm over his eyes, irritated at the sun seeping through the window into his eyes. 

“Early…”

You chuckled, a yawn escaping you as you decided to move closer and slip a hand under his shirt to rub at his chest, pressing kisses into his neck as well. 

“You’re so grumpy in the morning. Come on, you've got a big day ahead.”

“…Ugh, I do?”

Snorting at his response, Trey grunted as he felt you move, peaking under his arm to see you resting on your elbow. You had puffy, dark circles under your eyes from the little sleep you managed to get. 

“Birthdays are a pretty big deal, right?” Smiling at him, Trey squinted an eye and groaned, squeezing his eyes shut in protest.

“Ugggh, yeah…”

Hearing you hum, Trey groaned in surprise as he felt you straddle his waist and caress his neck and cheeks, making him remove his arm to blink up at you. 

Your hair was a tangled mess, sticking up in all sorts of places. The bags under your eyes more noticeable under the night. His shirt dwarfed you. You were a hot mess, all things considered. 

He probably wouldn’t say it out loud, with how cute you were last night, but he thinks you look most beautiful like this. Better than any frilly, skimpy, or tight outfit.

“Come on, Birthday Boy, want me to give you a little pick me up?”

Kissing him with a smile, Trey moaned into the lazy, sloppy morning kiss, tilting his head back as you pressed kissed down his neck, deciding to work on leaving a love bite at the nape of his neck.

Trey’s phone chimed, making him sigh as he reached for it, letting you continue your love bites and kisses, 

Squinting at the few messages, it seemed like a few of his friends and classmates were already sending him birthday wishes. Though, a message from Cater made him blot up, a sudden shock of alertness running down his spine. 

“Ah! Trey, what is it?”

cay-cay_diamond: morning!! happy bday 2 the bday boi again! thought i let u no tht u owe me a favor, had 2 cast a silencing spell on ur roum last nite. totes ruined my beauty sleep! cay-cay_diamond: also i know u got ur lil cutie 2 distract ya, but liek dont b l8 2 ur bday breakfast, grimmy might eat it!

“Shit, we were too loud, Cater had to cast a silencing spell on the room.”

You made an ‘oh’ shape with your mouth, giving Trey an apologetic smile. 

“Sorry, but at least you enjoyed it, right?”

Trey smiled, more awake now, and nodded, sharing a sweet kiss with you. 

“Definitely. You might have to consider making your go-to gift for now on, it’s gotta be my favorite one I’ve ever gotten.”

He solidified that statement with one more, firm, assuring kiss with you, before having to leave your sweet dream into the real world. 

At least he could have one part of that dream with him at his side from now on: you. 

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Genre: smut, fluff, crack

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(Octavinelle, Scarabia) (Pomefiore, Ignihyde) (Diasomnia, Rollo, Crewel)

Heartslabyul

Riddle - He's. a bit hesitant at first but he's into it once you do tie the silk around his cock and kiss the tip <3 Makes him feel special and cared for, and will allow you to try out different designs on him, but he has a fondness for the red ribbon with white lace trim <3

Trey - Laughs a bit at first because it sounds like a trend Cater would mention, but tries it out because you asked. Not super fond of the feeling of silk and satin against his cock, but he seems more receptive to lace...

Cater - Lets you try it without question. Would post it on his Magicam if it wouldn't have him banned but take cute pictures and spends time editing them so that you can have a collection of them on your phone <3 He'll even design a custom ribbon with you if you ask!

Ace - Refuses vehemently at first, is ashamedly horny once you fasten it around him. Makes stupid jokes ("what's the point if it's gonna get ruined," etc) to try and delay you from doing it, but he whimpers when you tighten it just a touch.

Deuce - He wasn't quite sure why it appealed to you- he's never really thought of his dick as pretty before you had ever told him as much- but he's pleasantly surprised when you try it out. Is even more into it if you play into his desire to be an honor student and treat the ribbon like an award <3

Savannaclaw

Leona - Scoffs at the idea of you tying a bow around his cock like a toy, but eventually relents if you beg enough. He does Not want to feel silk or satin on his dick, though, so offer him a ribbon made of something like muslin or he'll shred some designer clothes for you instead.

Ruggie - Is fascinated. He makes a bit of fun at first, but melts a bit at how focused you look when tying a neat little bow around his cock, and how it looks with his cum splattered on it. Will half-jokingly bring it up in the future whenever he comes across some pretty scraps of fabric.

Jack - Is also another one who protests because he thinks it's excessive, but really enjoys the stimulation around his cock when it's tied snugly against him. Will absolutely refuse any pictures though, he paid attention to the lectures on internet safety as a kid-

a/n: will be doing the other dorms, but lmk if you want me to elaborate! <33

[bluessmau]

Happy Little Accidents

Where GN!Reader accidentally sends Trey/Leona/Rook/Malleus/Sebek a picture of themselves in lingerie. Turns out, it goes better than expected.

Warnings: 18+, GN!Reader, suggestive pictures, sexting, dick pics (character sends)

Trey Clover

Leona Kingscholar

Rook Hunt

Malleus Draconia

Sebek Zigvolt

[bluessmutifyplaylist]

Had to use my memory to make this but…

Sebek losing his composure and biting you all over with his sharp teeth excluding but very near your nape while he hammers into you in a frenzy. He’s whispering frantically about how much he wants to stuff you full of his eggs/kin.

Malleus begging you to let him pleasure you as he’s teary eyed and flustered from how amazing your scent is to him. It’s making him go crazy over how much he wants you.

Trey giving you licks of his homemade whip cream on a spoon every time you let him bite you. Bonus: When you don’t want to eat any more, he puts the rest on various parts of your body and bites <3

-🌊

Warnings: 18+, AFAB!Reader who uses she/her pronouns, very self-indulgent, I love 🌊 Anon and miss them dearly

Trey Clover

The whipped cream was cool against the skin of your tummy, making you shiver. However, it was quickly contrasted with the feeling of your boyfriend’s tongue swiping up the cream. 

His warm smile and chuckle as he lowered himself between your legs made your heart flutter, and he gently held your thighs and placed them on his shoulders. His tongue made one flick against your cunt, and he was pussydrunk. 

You were sweeter than any cream, and his hands went to your hips to hold you still as he continued slurping, licking… his tongue swirled around your clit, making you writhe in pleasure…

To the baker, he could die happily drowning in your pussy. Your juices were all over his face and mouth, and he was only going to make you messier.

He reached into his pants as he started stroking himself while continuing to eat your pussy, mumbling praises as your thighs wrapped around his head.

“You have such a pretty pussy, baby…” He whispered against your cunt. He soon parted to press kisses against your inner thighs, biting your right thigh slightly before returning to your warm, delicious pussy. “She’s just leakin’...”

Soon, you reach your climax and cum all over his face, and he smiled as he stood up. He didn’t cum yet, but he didn’t need to. Seeing you panting as you come down from your high was good enough for him.

Malleus Draconia

There were tears in his eyes as you straddled him, and his hips were grinding up into you, his cock rubbing against your panties. His deep voice let out groans as he begged you to let him inside you, to fuck his clutch into you. To make you his. 

He quickly flipped you both over so he was on top, and he lowered his head into the crook of your neck and inhaled your scent. Great Sevens, you even smelled beautiful… 

Malleus couldn’t take it anymore. He pressed kiss after kiss to your neck, trying to distract you from the inevitable pain as he slid your panties to the side and lined his cock up to your glistening entrance..

“Darling… you need to let me in…” He whispers desperately. He looks like a man on the brink of insanity. “Please…”

Once you give him a nod, he sinks into your warmth. He buries himself completely, pressing his lips to yours until he bottoms out inside of you. You just felt so full… his cock was so big and girthy… your nails dug into his back as you tried to adjust to his size.

“My love, relax…” You follow his instructions, and he soon starts thrusting. It had no pace… no pattern… but his dick was just so large that it hit everything it needed to in order to keep you squirming.

Sebek Zigvolt

His father is a dentist. His mother is his father’s assistant. All three of the Zigvolt children probably have wonderful pearly whites. His biting power is also unmatched, considering it is a trait that carries down from Mrs. Zigvolt.

That being said, you were the only one to experience it in this manner… His fangs sink down into the nape of your neck, drawing blood. His tongue quickly lapped it up, and the groan he let out almost made you cum for the third time.

Sebek’s cock was drilling into you faster than you could even process. What he was whispering to you was even more sexy than the aroma of sex that was in the air of the Ramshackle dormitory… in which Grim was not present.

“When I plant my eggs inside you, darling… our kin will sit in your womb until they are ready to come out. You want that, my love? You want to have my hatchlings?”

You couldn’t help it as you arched your back and came all over his cock once again, and when he felt your walls squeeze him, he gave a few more frantic thrusts before he came inside of you, panting.

The smell of his cologne, mixed with his natural musk, covered you entirely, and he found his heart swelling with pride. He had claimed his mate… the future mother of his children. He looked you over, and the bite marks all over your body further proved this point.

[starswritingdorm]

KINKTOBER 2024 MASTERLIST

!!!! EVERYTHING IS ALL CONSENSUAL !!!!

WEEK ONE ─── ೃ࿔₊• {COMPLETED!}

DAY ONE - BONDAGE {VIL X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY TWO - BITE MARKS {MALLEUS X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY THREE - COCKWARMING {ACE X F!READER} ONESHOT ★

DAY FOUR - WARDROBE MALFUNCTION {LILIA X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY FIVE - PHONE SEX {FLOYD X F!READER} ONESHOT ★

DAY SIX - MUTUAL MASTURBATION {JAMIL X F!READER} ONESHOT ★

DAY SEVEN - SEX TOYS {RUGGIE X F!READER} ONESHOT ★

WEEK TWO ─── ೃ࿔₊• {COMPLETED}

DAY EIGHT - GANGBANG {FIRST YEARS X F!READER} ONESHOT ★

DAY NINE - PANTIES {EPEL X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY TEN - SHOWER SEX {LEONA X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY ELEVEN - PUBLIC SEX {ROOK X F!READER} ONESHOT ★

DAY TWELVE - SEXTING {CATER X F!READER} SMAU ★

DAY THIRTEEN - FACE FUCKING {SEBEK X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY FOURTEEN - CAUGHT MASTURBATING {JADE X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

WEEK THREE ─── ೃ࿔₊• {COMPLETED}

DAY FIFTEEN - HATE SEX {RIDDLE X F!READER} ONESHOT ★

DAY SIXTEEN - RECORDING {IDIA X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY SEVENTEEN - ROLEPLAY {JACK X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY EIGHTEEN - BRAT TAMING {AZUL X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY NINETEEN - DOUBLE PENETRATION {MALLEUS X F!READER X LEONA} DRABBLE ★

DAY TWENTY - THIGH RIDING {SILVER X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY TWENTY ONE - GANGBANG (2ND YEARS X F!READER} ONESHOT ★

WEEK FOUR ─── ೃ࿔₊• {completed!}

DAY TWENTY TWO - COSPLAY {IDIA X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY TWENTY THREE - EXHIBITIONISM {DEUCE X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY TWENTY FOUR - BREEDING KINK {TREY X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY TWENTY FIVE - VOYEURISM {KALIM X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY TWENTY SIX - SENSATION PLAY {LILIA X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY TWENTY SEVEN - ANAL {JAMIL X F!READER} DRABBLE ★

DAY TWENTY EIGHT - HUMILIATION {ACE X F!READER X DEUCE} ONESHOT ★

WEEK FIVE [FINAL] ─── ೃ࿔₊• {completed!}

DAY TWENTY NINE - CHOKING {SEBEK X F!READER} ONESHOT ★

DAY THIRTY - ORGASM CONTROL {CHE’NYA x F!READER} ONESHOT ★

DAY THIRTY ONE - GANGBANG {THIRD YEARS X F!READER} ONESHOT ★

─── ೃ࿔₊•

HAPPY HALLOWEEN! 🖤

[clown-bimbo]

Despite being transmigrated to a world of magic almost completely different to your own, with a rich history and culture you know nothing about, you are still expected to go to school.

And you can't even get any of your medications for it.

You're like halfway through the school year, and you are stressed. Maybe that's putting it nicely. You are stressed, pressed, and depressed, and studying for a history test of a world you were never a part of. And on top of all the typical school bullshit, there's also your social life, Grim, whatever bullshit Crowley throws your way. There's also the crushing dread you'll never get home again, and the depression that comes with your situation and oh yeah the depression that runs rampant in your brain without the proper chemicals to tell it to shut up.

You're fuckin S T R E S S E D.

And your buddies are starting to notice it.

Hi, and welcome to the first horny addition to Stuck In TWST Without Meds. Today we'll be taking a look at how Cater, Trey, Leona, Rook, Vil, Idia, and Malleus might fuck your brains out to distract you from the fucking everything in your life.

18+ content below the cut. minors, this one isn't for you

all characters (including you) are 18+. established relationships.

In hindsight I don't think this is at all "smutty" enough so I'm sorry!!! But I'm really proud of how each one ends. Might go back and make them smuttier or make a smuttier part two idk but I like how it is rn

🍀

Trey already typically stays up fairly late, what with vice housewarden duties and all, but he's surprised to find you have him beat. When he left you in his room, it was with your promise that you'd be done in a minute. Buy he was gone for a good half hour longer than 'a minute', and there you were, still at his desk, furiously scribbling away with bags under your eyes.

Cute.

You don't even notice when he comes up from behind you to place a small kiss on your cheek.

"I think it's about time for bed, prefect."

"Just a minute."

"That's what you said an hour ago."

That gets you to actually look at the time. You whimper at the hour gone (and little progress made), but brush him off.

"It'll only take a minute."

Trey sighs and shakes his head.

He considers for a second leaving you be, but this is the man who got Riddle away from studying for treats. He's got tricks up his sleeve. Though he is about to use some very different tricks for you.

It starts with his hands on your shoulders. Innocent little rubs to your shoulders. Another kiss to your cheek. A kiss to your jaw. A kiss to your neck... that sweet spot between your neck and shoulder. A nibble.

His hands are moving, too. From your shoulders, to your biceps. Soon he's taking your hand in his, holding it up to his lips.

"Trey--"

"Yes?"

"W-what," You suck in a breath as he leaves another love bite on your neck. "What are you doing?"

He simply hums.

His other hand gets to your thigh.

Your pen is abandoned.

💎

Cater whines your name from his spot on his bed.

"Just a second, Cater."

"But that's what you said an hour ago!"

He has that adorable look in his eyes, and if you'd only look at him!!! he KNOWS he'd have you in his hands.

But you won't, and he doesn't.

He flops back onto the bed with a sigh.

Until he gets an idea.

For a second, one foolish second, you think you have peace. Until you start hearing a quiet but telltale shlick shlick shlick.

His breathing starts to quicken. Then he's oanting. Soon you can hear quiet moans escape his lips.

And you can hear your name as well.

God damn it.

Cater grins as you finally get up from his desk.

🦁

Your stress is stressing Leona out.

He's lounging on his bed while you work on studying for Trein's test. Leona commented that you're taking freshman history, which is "baby stuff" to which you reminded him "I AM LITERALLY NOT FROM THIS WORLD, LEONA." And, to his credit, he did try to tutor you, but Leona is the kind of tutor that only works for certain individuals and you, bless your heart, are not that type.

So he gave up (lazy lion) while you continued to work. But he can basically hear your cogs turning from his spot and it's just not productive for either of you.

So, with a growl, Leona grabs you by the collar, only to start aggressively unbuttoning it.

"Leona-"

"Shut up."

"Leona, I-"

To which you are met with a 'shut up' kiss.

But you're pretty quick to forgive him once he has you on your knees under him.

"You're working too hard, Herbivore." He grunts from over you. "Give that little brain of yours a break and let me do all the work, alright?"

🏹

It's already difficult for you to continue studying when you have Rook whispering all sorts of French terms of endearment into your ear.

He's all over you, trying to coax you away from work and into bed with massages and the aforementioned French nothings.

Nothing.

He sighs, leaning back.

Until a wicked little idea brings a grin to his face.

"Mon amour," He whispers, to which you hum in reply. "I'm going to get a snack." Another hum.

A second later you feel a hand at your pants zipper. You look down to see none other than Rook, of course, hitting you with a closed eyed smile.

👑

Vil had been helping you with your homework. Bit even after he had stopped to get changed for bed, you had kept to it. And now you had vil worried about you. While he respected your gumption, you weren't going to get anything out of staying up all night and worrying yourself. You had used up your productive hours (quite productively, he would like to add) and now it is time for sleep.

He calls your name once.

...

Oh, this will not do.

He stalks over to you. He reaches out with one perfectly manicured hand and traces your jawline.

"Darling," He purrs. "It's time for bed."

"I cant." You reply. "I-"

"Uh, uh, uh, uh." He brings a slender finger to your lips. He takes your chin between his fingers and turns you to look at him.

"It's time for bed." He repeats. "Are you going to behave for me, or am I going to have to show a naughty little spud its place?"

💀

Let's be real, Idia's probably not going to sleep at a reasonable time, but he's also not staying up stewing over homework. If he's gonna have you staying up all night in his room with him it's gonna be—

W-w-w-wait, not like that!!! He was gonna say if you're gonna be staying up all night with him it would be cuz you're playing videos games! That's all!!

Oh, but now he's thinking about it... but you're working... ugh, but it's such beginner knowledge! But you're so focused... you... you wouldn't notice if he–

But you do notice. You do notice the 6 foot tall flaming haired nerd (affectionate) humping against you. It would be harder not to notice.

🐉

Malleus is concerned about his precious child of man. He can see how stressed you are. How hard you work. He wants nothing more than alleviate the troubles plaguing your mind.

And Lilia had a... curious suggestion.

Youre working away within your own dorm room when there's a knock at your door.

Malleus grins down at you.

"May I come in?"

And you say yes.

You worry about your work left upstairs, but you play the role of gracious host and prepare him a cup of tea. He takes a seat.

"You've been troubled recently." He notes.

You sigh. "I've just been stressed with all this work."

"I see." He's silent for a moment. "I dont like seeing you in so much distress." He confesses. "Might I offer my assistance?"

You blink. "Oh, sure. Yes, I'd love that. Thank you." You expect he's going to help you study.

You do not expect, however, for him to press you up against a wall and his lips against yours.

[yuri-is-online]

Trey: haha yeah im just a kinda normal, average guy :)

Also Trey: *gets hard seeing you fold laundry*

Trey when he sees you doing anything that shows you are a functional person and not a total moron:

Trey is very used to taking care of everyone in his dorm, and he is deeply untrusting of your "desire" to take care of him. You must want something, come on tell him what it is.

Nothing? You want nothing? You just want to make things a little bit easier on him because you think he has it too hard?

There's an evil sort of bent to his desires, you are just being nice. Trey thinks he's heard Azul say someone will take advantage of someone with your generous disposition. He never thought that person would be him, but he wants you in a way concerning to his reputation. You offer him a safe space to relax and he wants to do anything but. He wants to take you on the guest room couch so every time you invite over and someone else sits down there you feel a little burn in the back of your throat remembering how he made you feel.

i need to get back to my smut fic for him

[hellsslibrary]

They ask you to have intimate time with them.

MASTERLIST is here.

#a.n. : yay, I finished this! Next I'll probably get down to headcanons... But only probably. :D

Version: Housewardens — First Years — Second Years — Third Years (you're here).

!!Warnings: m!dom!top!reader, suggestive or exclipit content, very slight mention of overstimulation (Lilia), reader has a HUGE stamina in Lilia's part and he is too, mention of public nudity (Rook's part, but it's rather silly than serious), mention of porn (Cater).

Cater Diamond.

Trey Clover.

Rook Hunt.

Lilia Vanrouge.

[tatsumeowv]

౨ৎ SWEET TREAT

𝗳𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿: 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘆 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: fem reader!, improper use of food (don't waste food guys), manhandling, somewhat food play(?), cunnilingus, fingering, nipple play, dirty talk, praise, teasing, groping, trey clover cums in his pants realness <3, some parts are super fluffy and sweet honestly, porn with slight plot

𝘄𝗰. 2175.

☆ sum: When your husband messaged you that he was craving a sweet treat before returning from the gym— with his love for candies and desserts in mind, you decided to bake his favorite cookies. You didn't expect that sweet treat he was referring to to be you, though.

Standing beside the counter, you stared at the flour-covered (courtesy of your flour-dusted hands) chocolate chip bags in front of you. Dark, milk, white— each having its temptation and thirst for indulgence. Tapping your powdered-covered fingers, you pondered shortly before a smile appeared on your face.

Trey won't mind if I use all of them, you mused, carefully cutting open the bags.

As you were about to start with the mixer, your husband's voice broke the silence. "Smells good, my recipe, I assume?" He teased. You rolled your eyes, wiped your arms on your apron, and wrapped your arms around Trey's neck. Adjusting his glasses, you planted a quick peck on his cheek, his large hands securely holding your waist, a gesture that always made you feel loved.

"Well, you are the best baker~." Smiling, Trey patted your head. "What's the occasion, though?" he asked, his curiosity piqued. Tilting his head, he guided you to the counter— his alluring golden eyes staring lovingly into yours. "No offense, darling, but I'm sad you didn't wait for me to come home so we could bake together." Your husband huffed a slight pout on his face.

"Hm?" You blinked, confusion evident on your face. "What do you mean, what's the occasion?" Narrowing your eyes, you raised your eyebrow. "I mean, you messaged me earlier sayin' that you wanted a sweet treat after your workout."

Trey stared at you with a blank expression for a few moments before bursting out in laughter.

"Oh, sweetheart." Chuckling, your green-haired husband pulled you closer to him and gently kissed your collarbone. Flinching from the sudden coldness of his lips, you instinctively stepped back, which was futile since Trey gripped your waist tight but comfortably.

"You're just so..." Snuggling against your head, you closed your eyes as you felt your husband hum. "...Cute."

"What on earth—  humphh?!" Before you could finish your sentence, gentle yet rough hands cupped your face, and a deep, sultry kiss silenced you. For a second, you froze, eyes wide and hands open. However, it wasn't long before you closed your eyes and melted into the kiss, your hands gripping Trey's hair as you devoured each other's mouths.

"Mpmh— T-trey!" Pulling away from his lips, you gripped his shoulders while you took multiple breaths, your eyes hazy as a short string of saliva connected your tongues. Before you could even speak, you let out a brief squeal when you felt a sudden shift and rise. Before you could even process— your feet were off the ground, and Trey's hands slipped beneath you.

Feeling his hands grope your ass, you lightly slapped his shoulder. "Trey! The cookies!" You huffed, yet despite your annoyance, your face was flushed with embarrassment.

"Mmm. It can wait." Licking his lips, Trey stared at you seductively— his face flushed lightly, his voice low and teasing. "I was talkin' about a different sweet treat earlier."

Guiding you toward the countertop, Trey gently removed your apron and threw it aside. "I'll clean it later, don't worry." He hummed, nimble hands slowly spreading your thighs. Feeling your husband leisurely removing your clothes, you shifted to a more comfortable position on the counter— eyes never leaving Trey's concentrated face.

"Enjoying the view?" Kissing your thigh, Trey smiled as he tossed your shirt somewhere in the kitchen. Biting your lip, you quickly grabbed Trey's hair and pulled his head back— a grunt of pleasure escaping his lips.

"You're trembling, you know." He chuckled, gently caressing your ankle before pressing a deep bite inside your thigh. Hissing, you involuntarily arched your back and humped against the cold countertop, your pussy pulsing with need against the fabric of your underwear. Gritting your teeth, you pulled Trey's hair harsher and wrapped your legs around his neck— positioning your pussy closer to his mouth. You sharply spoke to your husband with narrowed eyes and a flushed face.

"If you're going to fuck me— " Using your free hand to grab the elastic of your panty, you slowly stretched and pulled it down with a teasing smile. Seeing your husband's gaze darkening, you let out a small coo and let go of your stretched panty, accidentally letting out a moan.

"Then fuck me right here, right now." You whispered before inching your pussy close to Trey's face. "If not," With a sly smile, you giggled.

"I always have a variety of toys to choose from."

Without time to process, your entire world spun before you felt your back hit the cold countertop, a small shiver running across your body. Feeling Trey's hot breath against your neck and his tight grip on your thigh, you let out a small whimper.

"Haa..." With a grunt, Trey ripped your panty apart and quickly removed your bra— your eyes widening in shock and embarrassment. "Trey! Those were new!" Nodding his head, Trey sat up straight and removed his glasses, his golden eyes narrowed and hazy.

"You act like I can't buy you a new pair." Licking his lips, Trey placed his glasses on you, a small smile forming on his face, seeing as you looked so cute wearing his glasses. Pouting, your crossed your arms and covered your boobs. "Still!" You grumbled, annoyed at another ripped pair of underwear.

Snorting, Trey glanced at your cookie batter, a mischievous smirk on his face after seeing chocolate chips scattered about.

"You know," Gently caressing your face with his hand, you let yourself relax under his affection. "I might take you on that sweet treat you talked about." Tilting your head, your eyebrows furrowed when Trey walked towards the refrigerator— your eyes narrowing in suspicion.

...

"Trey."

"Yes, dear?"

"Please don't tell me you're doing what I think you're doing." Smiling sweetly, Trey approached the countertop and carefully placed three items: whipped cream, fresh cherries, and chocolate chips. Grabbing your thighs, Trey positioned himself in between them, making sure that your legs wouldn't get cramps from being spread around his muscular body.

"Comfortable?" Nodding, you held his hand and observed as he removed the cap from the can of whipped cream. Shaking the can thoroughly, Trey looked at you and asked. "You sure you're alright with this? Don't force yourself if it makes you uncomfortable, dearest." He smiled, giving a gentle pat on your head.

"Mhm." You nodded, face flushing from both shyness and excitement.

"Words, sweetheart." Your husband chuckled, giving a quick kiss on your cheek. Biting your lip, you quickly covered your face and faced the other direction. "Do I have to?... You already know I'll like it anyways." You voiced out, your words slightly muffled.

Setting the whipped cream aside, you felt Trey's gentle hands hold your wrist and softly removed them from your face. "It's not that I know you'll like it," he teased, "It's so that you'll be confident and sure of your decision." Trey smiled, lovingly caressing your face. "I don't want you forcing yourself to say yes just because I want to do it."

Staying silent, you let out a huff. "Y-you can do it." You stuttered, face flushing red. "But you have to clean everything and me after!" You quickly added, a shaky smile on your face.

"Was going to anyways." Trey laughed, causing you to roll your eyes and hit him playfully. "You know I'll always clean up, especially when you can't move your legs, body too sore and full of my—" "I get it! I geeettt ittt!!!" You quickly intervened, covering your husband's mouth.

Intertwining his hand with yours, Trey pressed gentle kisses until his lips reached your fingertips— before giving them a playful bite. Humming, Trey kissed the bite mark he left.

"One more time." He pleaded, kissing your hand.

"H-huh?"

Tilting his head, Trey looked at you with an affectionate gaze. "Tell me yes, one more time."

Blinking, you giggled— "Pfft-" You covered your mouth, trying to control your laughter. But it was to no avail as you burst into a laughing fit with a few giggles. "This is— phehahah— you're so fucking cute." You laughed, pinching your husband's cheeks.

"Will you?" Freezing, you stared at Trey. With your hand still attached to his, he pressed a deep kiss on your palm— his golden eyes staring intently into your own.

"Will you say yes again?" He asked, softly gliding his other hand on your exposed stomach.

"..." A sultry smile appeared on your face. "Yeah. Yes, please." You begged, hugging Trey's muscular waist with your thighs.

Letting out a soft smile, Trey let go of your hand and kissed you deeply— your tongues dancing intently as saliva and desperation mixed. Gulping, you felt your breath waver and gripped Trey's shoulders, uncaring if you scratched his skin.

Pulling out with a shaky breath and saliva connecting your tongues, Trey watched with an intense gaze as you took deep breaths, the taste of his lips lingering on yours.

Pushing his hair back, Trey grabbed the can of whipped cream and shook. Suddenly, he sprayed a bit of whipped in his mouth and dived back for another deep, sultry kiss. With widened eyes, you happily yet surprisingly kissed him back with deep fervor—the taste of dairy and vanilla invading your tongue.

With a satisfied sigh, Trey pulled away with a lick of his lips. Staring at your cream-filled lips and trembling body, a shiver of lust and excitement hit Trey. Using his thumb to wipe off the excess whipped cream on his lips, he grabbed your chin and gently shoved his thumb on your tongue.

"Suck." Holding his wrist, you gleefully sucked on his thumb, enjoying the taste of whipped cream.

Groaning, Trey took the can of whipped cream and shook it again. Grabbing your waist, Trey smirked, his gaze dark and intense.

"Thank you for the meal."

You feel like dying.

Not in a bad way, per se. But from how deep Trey's tongue and fingers are in your creamy pussy, you feel like dying and ascending to a heaven whole of pleasure.

"Darlin'," Your husband purrs, the vibrato pouring into your already sensitive pussy. "Look at me, sweetheart. Please?" Your husband pleads, eyes sparkling with doe-like innocence as if he isn't playing with your clit and flicking his tongue inside your sensitive folds.

Biting your lip, you shook your head and remained covered with your arms, back arching and body trembling when Trey sucked hard. Licking a long, deep strike in your pussy, Trey gives you one last slurp before he's standing up straight— dick bulging against his sweatpants.

"Pretty please?" Trey begs, carefully kneading your breasts as he drunkenly licks the whipped cream stacked atop your nipples. Whimpering from the sensitivity, you remained stubborn and shook your head, refusing to uncover your face.

"Don't be embarrassed, darling." Your husband coos, pressing deep kisses and hickies on your waist. "Just let me see your face, please?" You're unsure of how many times Trey said please, but with how close he is to your ear and the deep rasp of his voice makes you succumb to his filthy words.

So, with a shaky breath, you remove your arms from your face and stare at Trey teary-eyed. Eyes hazy with pleasure and lust, lips red and quivering from the amounts of times you've bit them, nose slightly drooping with snot from your tears— ah.

Damn it.

Without warning, rough hands grip your waist— not letting you process before you let out a loud squeal at the feeling of Trey's bulge rubbing itself on your sensitive pussy. Your husband's hands gradually traveled to your ass, giving it a good squeeze before he used his body to spread your legs farther, humping his clothed dick with intense fervor. "Ugh—!" With a raspy grunt, you mewled as your husband came in his pants.

"Haha..." Taking a deep breath, Trey grabbed a fistful of hair (he made sure not to put too much force) and directed your face to look at his wet crotch. "Look, sweetheart." He purred, chest rising up and down.

"You looked so fuckin' cute I came in my damn pants." Normally, men would find this embarrassing— but your Trey wasn't like them. With a cunning grin, he undid the laces of his sweatpants. As his boxers fell to the ground, his dick sprung— your pussy pulsing when Trey smacked his dick against your sensitive clit.

"mmmh— T-tre-y!" Mewling, you wrapped your legs around Trey and arched your back, more tears dripping from your eyes.

"I love you; you know that, right?" Trey coos, slowly inserting two fingers in your pussy. Confused, you took a deep breath and nodded. "Good." He whispers, adding two more fingers to your already full pussy.

Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out— slick gushing out and dripping from his fingers.

"Tr—ey-- ?!" Eyes rolling back to your head, you gripped your husband's hair when you let out a loud moan— legs trembling and turning into mush when you felt the big and tight stretch of your husband's dick entering your pussy.

"Because I'm about to fuck you like I don't."  

Was supposed to add more I got lazy to finish this (ゝз╹)

this work belongs to lili-534030. do not repost or copy.

[twstafterdark]

A big boy deserves a treat

Author’s Note: Not me writing this while on my cycle and feeling horny…

Content: bj | riding | missionary

Jack

Jack, much to the envy of his peers, has the fattest cock in his whole dorm. He doesn’t really realize how big it is until one of his roommates checks him out on a bathroom run, turning the other way in silent disgrace. He didn’t think that his own manhood was that of a big deal, yet he was already embarrassed from circulating rumors.

As his lover, you were acutely aware of Jack's endowment; you'd catch him on a morning jog with his manhood outlined by the front of his pants. Such an image burns itself in the forefront of your mind, a warm sensation tingling in your nether regions.

The sheer sight of Jack’s member at full mast is more than enough to elicit a warm sensation by your nether region, veins pulsating a steady vigor, beads of precum dripping from the crevice. You find yourself licking your lips, ready to devour such cock into your being.

“Give it to me, Jack,” Your voice laces with lust as you open your legs for your lover to plunge his girthy length in. To say you were needy for Jack was an understatement; you craved his presence desperately, seeking his warmth like a plant seeking water. He closes in, plunging his manhood into you, eliciting muffled squeals from you as you nearly reach euphoria. Yet, he manages the tip, his face contorts to that of craven pleasure. “I’m coming in, [Reader].” Strong arms lock onto hips as he further sheathes himself deeper into your warmth. Tighter and tighter goes your grip as you can feel his entirety find itself into your being. You can’t help but gasp out his name, anticipating the moment he begins to rock his hips.

“You’re inside me, my love.” You venture a smile, tracing the connection between you and Jack, the tool pumping inside you. Jack returns the smile, nuzzling against your cheek as he leaves a gentle kiss by your shoulder. ”I’m going to move now.” Sensing nothing but the thrilling ride of pleasure, you lock your legs behind his back and wrap your arms around his shoulders, all with a dangerous look on your features. “Give me all of it, my love.”

Trey

Trey has a delicious dick that faintly tastes and smells like vanilla, that his lover would deepthroat it all just for a taste. Matter of fact, he loves the feeling of his cock in your mouth, pleasuring warmth sending shivers down his spine. He didn’t really talk much about his livelihood in the sheets; rather, he’d prefer if you didn’t have to point it out all the time - he gets flustered when you start admiring his manhood and kiss every itch of it. The moment you take in all of him in your mouth, Trey lets out a deep, guttural groan, your warmth catching him by surprise.

Your tongue a sort of magic playing with his tool, Trey shudders under your spell, a string of curses rolling from his lips as he feels you teasing his length with vigor. A sneaky hand grasps at your throat, feeling for your lover’s girth as you widen your jaw for Trey. Strong hands grip your head tightly, keeping you at bay from whatever devious behavior you might do to him. You clasp onto his hips, letting him fuck your mouth with vigor, enrapturing his cock with nothing but your gaping lips and tongue.

“[Reader], I’m cumming!” He bucks his hips oh-so-slightly, his cock hitting the back of your throat with ease. You can only wait for his release, feeling his cock swell in your mouth. Tension unfurls in tendrils of cum in your mouth, the taste of bitter sweetness overflowing. Trey unsheathes his cock from your mouth, smoothing strands of your hair gently as an amused smile graces his lips. By then, you take in his essence, greedily licking your lips as you absorb his taste.

“Delicious.” You hum excitedly, earning a light-hearted comment from Trey. “You didn’t have to swallow it..” He helplessly watches you open your mouth to reveal nothing by the base of your tongue, your flawless teeth a perfect sight otherwise.

Sebek

Sebek has an insecurity that he can never tell his roomates: his dick is abnormally large for someone his age. Given his half-fae, half human lineage, his endowment can be described as an absolute unit to an outsider’s perspective. An abnormal length for a human, his manhood was so girthy that anyone who saw would be put to shame.

He struggles to put it into use, letting his hip buck tirelessly against the flesh of your ass, pleasure coming forth as tears threaten to fall from the corner of his eyes. You urge him to keep going, knowing quite well of Sebek’s potential in bed. His throat burns with more whines, pants rolling off his lips as he attempts to quicken his pace, your warmth addicting.

You thought of another idea, pushing Sebek down to the bed while shifting yourself up, a position perfect for riding Sebek’s cock. “[Reader]..” He groans, his hands drifting to your hips as soon as you recover your place onto his manhood. “Don’t worry, baby, I got you. Just breathe in and enjoy yourself, okay?” You coax him, pressing kisses down his jawline and cheek. His handsome features that could make one swoon from a glance turn sultry with sweat crowning his minty locks, lust melting his bronze eyes to a smoldering gaze.

You were ready to eat him all up, a devious thought slips in your thoughts as you rock your hips rhythmically, sending a chorus of groans from your lover. All sorts of pleasure contort his features as you play tricks in your magic, cooing him as you felt waves of pleasure shudder down your spine.

The more he endured, the tighter his grip on your hips, leaving marks around your love handles. This position was perfect, feeling all of Sebek sheathe in your innards, a bulge pulsating by your stomach. It takes more than a singular motion to launch Sebek into a sobbing mess, his hips bucking wildly under you as you struggle to match his rhythm, the vulgar sound of skin slapping skin permeating the room. “Oh Sebek!” A squeal leaves your lips as you can fathom stars by your vision. He answers with grunts, biting down his lip as he too can feel the rush of euphoria fast approaching. You latch onto him, wanting more of his seed milked inside you.

[deep-sour-soul]

I'm 100% telling them that I'm stronger so they can man handle me and prove me wrong(#staged)

Like, please man handle me sir?

PLEASE GIVE ME A HEADLOCK

I'd die happy♡

I can imagine asking Trey directly to do it since he won't act without concent. He'd look at you strangely but follows. Oh how I'd drool on his biceps(^^). And as the relationship grows into your adulthood, he'd do it almost everyday and I'd(you too maybe) will never get tired of it. You're cooking breakfast and he suddenly comes up behind you, headlocking you gently as his other arm snakes around your waist

And Rook hunting you as seeing what you said was a challange. But he knew it was 100% on purpose! Pinning you to a tree with your hand behind your back and then he gently headlocks you while whispering in your ear on what he'll do to you after😍

[bluessmau]

Reader Asking Third Years for Consent

Fem!Reader wants to start getting freaky, but wants their consent first. Established relationship. Requested by @runacrazystuff

Trey Clover

Cater Diamond

Leona Kingscholar

Vil Schoenheit

Rook Hunt

Idia Shroud

Malleus Draconia

Lilia Vanrouge

[ryebread0605]

If it's alright with you, can I request threesome with Trey and Rook? Rough sex but has a really sweet end to it. Thank you!

Hehehehehe I’m so excited to do this ask anon I absolutely love the “gentle seeming guy (Trey in this case) is actually into rough sex” trope (hope you don’t mind that Trey is a bottom in this!)

In the quietest parts of the night, when most students were fast asleep dreaming of many things, you got to live out some of your own dreams.

You were staying in Rook’s room for the evening with your other boyfriend Trey, the three of you being polyamorous. And when a certain someone had to place a pillow over his lap as he saw his boyfriend’s changing into their pajamas, one thing led to another to end up with you three in the current situation.

“Look at you, drooling like a dog over some cock~” your words were said in such a soft manner that it almost didn’t register in the poor green haired boy’s mind that it was meant to be degrading. But it was true, drool rolled down his chin as you thrust yourself in and out of his mouth. 

Behind him, Rook was moving at the same pace in and out of his hole, whispering such perverted words that all the boy could do is whine in response. His dick was hard yet locked in a chastity cage, both you and Rook had decided he would not get to cum until you two allowed it.

“Mon Amour, you look delicious all laid out for us~ I wonder what Rois de Roses would think seeing you like this~ his precious vice housewarden a complete cockdrunk whore~” with each word, Rook grew rougher with his thrusts, making Trey moan louder and desperately grip onto your thighs to ground himself, whining and trying to grind against the pillow propping his hips up.

“Ah ah ah~ bad boy~ you don’t get to move at all, remember~? Need me to tie you up~?” The smirk you added at the end made Trey’s eyes widen as he shook his head (or at least attempted to with your dick down his throat). Another smirk from you and the feeling of your hand gripping his hair made his mind melt even more. 

“What do you think Mon amour, think our dear Chevalier des Roses deserves some relief~?” Rook had a mischievous look in his eyes, one that made you grin as well. With a small nod, Rook undid and took off the chastity cage from around Trey, causing the green haired boy to sigh in relief while continuing to suck on your dick. What he wasn’t expecting was to have both his boyfriends suddenly pick up speed and intensity, thrusting into him so hard that all his brain could think of was the never ending pleasure and the desperate need to cum. His eyes rolled back and back arched as his hard cock twitched in need. He looked up at you with puppy dog eyes, begging silently for permission.

“Awwww is the little whore close~? Well, I think you’ve waited long enough, go on then~” he didn’t need to be told twice by you, cum spurting from his cock only moments later as he moaned loudly around yours, causing you to cum as well and watch as some dribbled down his chin. Soon after, Rook’s hips stilled as the hot ropes of cum painted Trey’s insides white.

All three of you, now panting and spent, were coming down from your highs as you and Rook pulled out and lay beside Trey. Rook was the first to recover enough energy to get up, not surprising due to his level of stamina from hunting. He went and grabbed a warm, damp towel and began gently wiping up the mess on Trey.

“Mon amour, you did wonderfully for us, we are very proud of you” Trey’s cheeks turned red at the comment but an exhausted smile crept onto his face as you chimed in as well,

“You’re such a good boy for us every time, you’re always so good at taking what we give you darling. Now how about you get some rest, we don’t want Riddle seeing how exhausted you are and asking any questions” his cheeks flushed more at that before he started to laugh a bit at the image of that, making both you and Rook laugh as well. 

Once fully cleaned up, and with fresh sheets on the bed, the three of you cuddled up under the blankets with you sandwiched between the two other boys and all fell into a deep sleep, feeling loved and safe by each others side.

[starswritingdorm]

CUM INSIDE OF ME.

BREED ME.

FILL ME UP LIKE AN ECLAIR.

OH MY GOD MANHANDLE ME.

ILL LET YOU DO ANYTHING TREY HOLY FUCK

[clown-bimbo]

Fuuuuuuuuck gentle dub-con with trey...

Cw for dub con

Cw for cringe smut writing >~< just kinda word vomited I'm still not used to writing it yet

18+ content below

I think it's gn????? But it's prob very afab leaning I'm sorry

In the kitchen with Trey. So homey, so domestic. Wholesome baking hours fr fr.

He made a special treat, just for you.

You didn't even notice he was working on the side project. So of course you also wouldn't know what extra ingredients he added.

Suddenly feeling warm all over. Flushed. Holding onto Trey like he's a lifeline. He's smiling so sweetly, chuckling as he helps guide you back to Ramshackle

Only, you don't make it that far from the kitchen before you're gripping Trey and desperately begging him for... for... for him. You need him.

You drag him or he drags you or someone drags someone into his room, you're lying on his bed, fuck, it's like you can't get your clothes off quick enough. He continues to chuckle, the very picture of control.

Once hes undressed as well he moves over you, and you grab him by the neck and pull him towards you, needing flesh on flesh. He kisses your neck. You whimper against him.

"I know, I know..." He whispers into your ear. "But let me enjoy this, first, okay?"

Large hands feeling you up and down.

You don't know how long he's been thinking of this.

And even though he can tell how desperate you are–even though he knows how desperate the aphrodisiac he gave you is making you–he takes things slow.

A hand on your breast, the other on your thigh, mouthing at your throat while what you need rubs against you but not in the way you need.

Whining and begging and rubbing up against him. Every gasp or stillness of breath from him is a small victory.

You're dripping as you rub up against him. Trying your best to angle your hips, but you can't get him in, so you continue to rub on. Even without entering you, he's already coated with you. You use what you can get for any stimulation, rubbing yourself on his member for any sort of friction.

His hands go from exploring to holding you down.

He brushes his nose against yours, stating into your dazed eyes with his focused ones.

He grinds up against you once, then pulls away.

"Tell me what you want," he stares right at you as he says it.

"I want you, Trey." You respond.

"And what do you want from me?" He presses up against you once more, still not giving you want you need.

"Please, Trey, I need–I need you inside me, please I-I need you... need you..."

"Yes?"

"Fuck, I need you to fuck me, Trey, please."

And then he finally, finally, fuckin enters you.

There's that second he takes to just enjoy it, enjoy being inside you for the first time. He almost seems like he won't move at all. You thrust up, causing him to chuckle once more, and he pulls back.

He sets a slow pace at first, enjoying himself, enjoying you. Buy it's not enough for you, and so you continue to buck your hips, but then he's pressing in fully and holding your hips to the bed.

"Patience is a virtue." He teases. You whine.

He keeps you pinned to the bed, continues slowly dragging himself to the tip then slowly pushing himself back to the base.

His mouth is at your ear, you can hear his breath, feel it come out in short bursts.

It feels like torture.

You need more, so much more. You wrap your arms around him, then your legs. You buck into him again. You grip onto him with everything you have. Tighter. He can feel it. With his mouth at your ear, you notice how his breath catches in response.

"Trey, please, I need you to fuck me."

He smirks.

"As you wish."

Slow thrusts become more forceful. He holds you closer to him, pushing in as far and deep as he can go. He pocks up the pace, soon panting into your ear.

"Fuck..." you gasp, "Yes... Trey..."

Each little exclamation makes him go a little faster, a little harder, encouraging you to let out every little word until words are too much work and you let out every sharp gasp and moan instead.

Trey holds you as close as he can, rutting into you with all the pent up fury of a man who had been waiting for this for God knows how long.

"Fuckin finally..." You hear him pant. "Mine... all mine."

You moan in reply.

It doesn't take long now for everything that's been building up since your treat to come undone. You gasp and pant around him. Your heart's pounding in your chest, your head rings, you're not quite sure where you are.

His grip on you tightens, his thrusts grow frenzied, then he's gripping you like he wants to mold your body into his as he empties himself inside you. He stills, keeping you held close to him.

"Mine."