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themagnusbane · 2 years

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Never Have I Ever - A PrapaiSky Fic(let)

So the thing is, I haven't written in almost 4 years (and no. My WangXian short doesn't count because it was meant to be 31 chapters and I still have 30 chapters unwritten since Mayhem November last year).

But, @suga4mycoffee requested for a fic where Prapai is made to realize just how badly he fucked up, based on the tags I made to her post, so that got the dusty ass writing plot bunnies going and now you have a fic that I think is rusty af, but I hope you enjoy anyway Suga.

If looks could kill, Saifha was sure his twin would have had him drawn and quartered, buried in a shallow grave with no headstone to commemorate his passing. And if he were a nicer twin, he would probably have found remorse buried somewhere in the depths of his heart.

But alas, he is very much Payu’s twin, and bringing his brother a measure of discomfort and misery soothed his soul. The fact that it made Payu’s boyfriend just a little bit miffed, which in turn meant that Nong Rain turned those bright eyes of his on his boyfriend in a glare that would have withered a lesser man, was just icing on an already spectacular cake.

Having Nong Sky and Prapai caught up in all this however, wasn’t something he had planned.

But… Did he find it entertaining anyway? Certainly. It was wonderful the number of secrets that a simple game of Never Have I Ever, which he is proud to admit was his suggestion, could unravel. Besides, when you looked at it from the right perspective, he really was doing them all a collective favour. Best to let them air our their fears and insecurities and hurt, so their relationships can be the more stronger for it.

Really, he should be deified for all the service he’s been rendering.

“Never have I ever had an ex draped all over me, even though I already have a boyfriend, and I didn’t push said ex off, the minute he pulled his shit.”

At the words, Saifha’s eyes snapped to Nong Sky, and then Prapai. At the same time, Nong Rain turned to look at his best friend, whilst Payu’s eyes were locked on Prapai.

“That is… Oddly specific,” Saifha murmured, leaning back to watch the chaos unfold.

Praipai meanwhile leaned forward, fingers flexing on his glass of scotch whiskey, already half empty, because Prapai apparently had very few Never Have I Evers, and although Nong Sky’s been smiling every time Prapai’s had to lift that glass to his mouth for a drink—oh to be young and sickeningly in love—there was no smile on his face now, as he waited for Prapai. As they all waited for Prapai.

Praipai meanwhile had his eyes on Nong Sky, a softening in their brown depths that pulled a low sound from his boyfriend’s throat, had Nong Rain’s eyes widening, and Payu tilting his head the way he did when he was furiously trying to connect the dots.

Saifha could feel his own eyes widening. Oh shit. He fucked up didn’t he?

“You saw?” The words came out in a whisper so low, the wind almost caught it and erased it. But they were all hanging on a thread, heightened by the hurt in Nong Sky’s voice, and the remorse in Praipai’s, that they all heard it.

“Are you drinking or not P’Pai?” Nong Sky’s voice was cold. Gone was the teasing inflection that Saifha was used to hearing. And clearly he wasn’t the only one who noticed. Nong Rain’s mouth was open, and Prapai flinched.

Saifha watched him take a deep breath, and down the rest of the whiskey in one gulp.

He heard an explosion of sound as Nong Rain launched himself at Prapai, only to be pulled back by Payu. Saifha noted that the grip Payu had on his boyfriend was loose, barely restraining him as Nong Rain’s eyes spat way more rage than that little body should have access to.

Saifha could tell. If Payu wasn’t holding Nong Rain back, Prapai would have had to deal with the nails and teeth of his boyfriend’s best friend who looked like he was minutes away from breaking free of Payu’s hold and dealing all the hurt he could at the man who’d dared to hurt his friend.

And with the way Payu was holding him, Saifha could tell that he was really considering letting go, and giving Nong Rain the free rein to dole out all the damage he wanted.

Nong Sky meanwhile seemed to let loose all the air that he’d held in, waiting for Prapai’s response. Saifha watched as he deflated, and curved into himself. His hands digging into the flesh of his upper arms as he rocked back and forth.

“I’m sorry,” Prapai whispered, knees sinking to the floor right in front of Nong Sky, hands reaching out to touch him, and then pulling back, fingers flexing like he didn’t have the right to do that anymore.

“How could you P’Pai? How could you?” Nong Rain’s voice kept rising, his feet trying hard to connect with Prapai’s shin. But Payu’s hold held strong and he couldn’t come close.

“Why?” At Nong Sky’s whispered question, everyone quieted. Prapai slid a step closer, and Nong Sky’s eyes locked with his.

Saifha could feel the moment when everything, and everyone else faded away for them. They were together, in their own cocoon of hurt and pain and regret.

“Why are you sorry P’Pai?”

“I—“

“Are you sorry that you said you would be out in 5mins and you didn’t keep that promise? That I ran into girls there who were talking about how they wanted to fuck you? Are you sorry that they mentioned that P’Payu had made it clear that he had a boyfriend, but they had no idea that we were together? Are you sorry that they thought they had a chance with you because they didn’t know otherwise, because you didn’t tell them otherwise?”

Saifha watched Prapai’s shoulders slump with each question that Nong Sky tossed his way. The younger boy’s voice was low and level. No inflection of the rage that Saifha would have expected. It was like he had sunk deep into the depth of all that hurt and pain; like they were were questions he had asked himself over and over again, until he had numbed himself to it, and disassociated from it all.

And Prapai responded with panic, eyes and hands reaching out to Nong Sky, trying to comfort, to heal, to soothe. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry Sky. I told him. I told him when he asked me, that I have a boyfriend.”

Saifha didn’t need to read minds to know that that wasn’t what Nong Sky wanted to hear. He looked at Payu who looked about ready to let go of Nong Rain so he could smack his friend in the head himself for being an absolute dimwit.

Nong Sky’s voice dropped even more. “So you waited for him to ask before you told him?” He stared incredulously at Prapai who looked utterly wretched. “What if he hadn’t asked? Would you have continued to let him touch you P’Pai? Continued to let him drape himself over you.”

Saifha watched Nong Sky reach out his hands to touch Prapai’s face. Watched as Prapai leaned into the touch, hands reaching out to grasp Nong Sky’s, as he whispered several “I’m sorry’s” against the inner part of his boyfriend’s wrist.

“Why are you sorry P’Pai?” The question again. But this time, his voice was softer, less modulated. Saifha could see him softening. Everyone could see him softening.

Prapai released a breath, relief whooshing out of him as he stood to his full height, then pulled gently on Nong Sky’s hands. The latter allowed him, standing up so Prapai could sit, and then pull him in to sit on his lap, further tuning out everyone else, as they sank further into their own world.

“I’m sorry I hurt you. I’m sorry I made you cry. I’m sorry I didn’t immediately make it clear that I was taken. I’m sorry in trying to be kind and not hurt his feelings, I hurt yours instead. I’m sorry I was gentler with turning him down, that I was with handling your heart. I’m sorry it didn’t even occur to me that you would be hurt by it. I’m sorry, I’m only just telling you I’m sorry.”

Prapai pulled back slightly to look at Nong Sky’s face, fingers stroking his cheek, wiping away the tears that had made tracks on his face. “Forgive me?”

Nong Sky looked at him for a brief, suspended moment.

Saifha was sure they all stopped breathing, waiting for Nong Sky’s response.

And it came resplendent as the sun. A smile that lit up his face and had Prapai placing a murmured thank you against his pale neck, as Nong Sky patted Prapai’s hair softly.

Saifha nodded, pleased at the result. Just as Nong Rain’s voice called out loudly “You’d better make sure it never repeats itself P’Pai. If it does, I’m coming for your head!”

The statement had Prapai turning to glare at Nong Rain, who glared right back, with Payu silently laughing behind his boyfriend, and Nong Sky looking quite pleased.

Honestly, Saifha really did think he should be deified for all the service he’s been rendering.

Oh, and for those who need context, here's the post that birthed this.

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nightacquainted · 2 months

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Fan video for the episode "Arabesque" from the 80s TV show Beauty and the Beast

#beauty and the beast 80s #{this video shows some important parts of the ep and the description the poster wrote is useful for those who haven't seen it at all}#{this episode was one of the rougher ones for me for sure}#{because there are no two ways about it... vincent definitely assaulted lisa}#{and it was so out of character for him but it also fit so well with these instincts he sometimes can't control}#{this was one of those times where you couldn't quite feel as sorry for him as you wanted to because... nah dude what you did was wrong}#{but at the same time it was such a deviance from his normal behavior}#{and lisa's behavior was odd as well}#{she seemed to like vincent's attention and to keep him interested but didn't have the same feelings for him and kept him at arm's length}#{which was kindof cruel to keep stringing him along}#{then she came back years later as if nothing had happened and everything was the same between them while he's actively keeping distance}#{i honestly found that as uncomfortable as what he did to her}#{lisa was a weird chick for me i dunno heh}#{but regardless... the way vincent internalized this incident and let it define him as a person for so many years was heartbreaking}#{the way he steps back away from lisa in that one scene starting at 2:24... ugh my heart... he's trying so hard not to repeat his past}#{i love that healing moment when he's finally telling catherine about this shame he's held for years}#{and she responds with no fear and no judgement... just encouragement and love... kissing his hands that he feels can give only pain}#{and she says “these are *my* hands” as she holds his in hers... MY HEART}#{an emotional rollercoaster this ep was heh}

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tarisilmarwen · 1 year

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Fun Rebels tag drinking game: Take a shot for every Thrawn simp wringing their hands about the show possibly portraying their favorite asshole fascist as a bad guy, gasp shock and horrors!

#thrawn can have sympathetic motivations a likable characterization and understandable motives and STILL be an unredeemable villain guys #having good reasons for doing the terrible things does not in fact justify or absolve you of doing said terrible things #you cannot work for the empire for any length of time and not eventually become complicit in their atrocities #at which point if you are *actually* a Good Person... you leave #not stick around hoping to get yourself into a better position of power so that you can control the galaxy *better* than the other guys #dunking on the blue bastard #taking out the rebels tag trash #and zahn is on thin ice for his characterization of thrawn in the new books fyi

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thedevotionaltour · 1 year

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i just wasn't made for these times was kind of the realest song ever like i've been trying to find the people that i won't leave behind they say i got brains but they ain't doin me no good i wish they could etc etc

#reality of my brain i am very frightened to have people close to me do not do that that is so scary! but also be as close as possible!#please leave me alone because being close is very scary but please dont go. but im going to leave anyways bc im terrified #to have you any closer to me than an arm's length! then you'd really know me! and im too scared to ever let someone see me fully!#i find all parts of myself quite ugly and scary and i dont want you to see any of it and yet it will spill out anyways!!!#static.soundz #when i cannot create a distance i can control i am very frightened!!!!!!!!! i am working on it but i must acknowledge it is so scary!!!!!!!!#i have to leave first before a person can ever leave me! i hate when ppl leave me but at the same time i must go bc what if they leave!!!#< that is to say all of this isnt true and i dont need to do this but i have been operating on this mindset for years unfortunately

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louderfade · 10 months

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exene talking about the state of the world. the good stuff starts at eight minutes. or you can just read the transcript complete with the usual errors that accompany robot transcribed speech (the irony of which is not lost on me). maybe it's not about transhumanism and living forever (or maybe it is who knows), but there's definitely an agenda of surveillance and control at work which is designed to keep the powerful in power. cash rules everything around me and you will own nothing etc. the future is worse.

#google has helpfully flagged this as a 'conspiracy theory' which let me know it was definitely worth paying attention to #sometimes a conspiracy theory turns out to be flatearth-tier but anything those in control are putting effort into discrediting #concerns me and makes me look deeper. if they're going to the effort to control the discourse there's something there that #threatens them. anything google calls a conspiracy theory is worth a closer look. it often means someone has gotten too close to the truth.#she's brave to be talking about this shit they basically cancelled her and forced her to apologize for talking about how they want #to take our guns and the media is lying to you and stirring up fear so they can get away with passing gun control #like wtf leftists should be all about gun rights. a disarmed population is totally at the mercy of the state's authority #it's not very punk to surrender entirely to regimes in power and let the only people with guns be the police #like c'mon guys we need guns. and it's like drugs. they exist anyway. better they do so in broad daylight than in the shadows #they let adam curits talk about this stuff for some reason and no one calls him a conspiracy theorist idk why but there's a reason #i guess his stuff is not a threat to them bc it's dense and heady and seven hours long so the masses will never absorb it #ex punk rocker yelling about new world order in plain language monologues of digestible length is a much bigger threat #i swear there are secretly fifty people in control of everything and their entire aim is to make sure it stays that way no matter what #but it's really gross how obvious it's getting like the whole system just funnels money straight to the top and they don't even care #about hiding it anymore they're just doing it out in open and denying objective reality with confidence it's too much sometimes #i swear i can feel my grasp on reality deteriorating. it's as if there were a loud buzzing in the out of doors that was getting #louder every day and nobody ever said anything to acknowledge that it was real nobody talked about hearing the buzzing but it just #keeps getting louder and i'm finally like wtf is with this buzzing and everyone gets mad at me for shouting over their netflix show #that they weren't really enjoying in the first place. like no one is happy in the modern world. why can't we talk about why without #turning against each other. that's why doug saying 'maybe we're all the same' is such a big deal to me. anyone who is trying to unite us #is doing important work. that trump supporter is not the enemy. they are the victim just like you.

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viderose · 1 year

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he’s annoying, i don’t like him (he hasn’t given me as much attention lately)

#im fighting for my life out here #i feel so childish and annoying. like rationally ik i can’t have his undivided attention. but that doesn’t mean i don’t want it sometimes🥺#i think what actually is happening is that im worrying he’s about to ghost #i feel bad thinking that though. bc he seems like a very honest and mature person? with how he talks abt things i don’t think he would rly #ghost me after talking for this amount of time. but ya never can tell…. every time we don’t talk as much for a few days i get very nervous #and it’s weirdly quite difficult to push that worry out of my head. and then i get annoyed with myself for worrying about it to begin with #like i can’t control what he does so why worry about his hypothetical actions? i’ll deal w the consequences of them if or when they occur.#if we stop talking i’ll feel sad and i’ll miss him for a bit and then i’ll get over it. that’s all. it’s not that bad.#but anyway my point is we good #sometimes idk if id truly feel That sad. i think it depends how it ends.#or maybe i just don’t think anyone can hurt my feelings as much as the first person to hurt my feelings in a specific way #like you experience a loss or betrayal or grief - whatever - the first time and it’s all encompassing. it feels like it could genuinely kill #you it hurts so bad. and every subsequent loss or betrayal or grief you experience just isn’t the same? you barely flinch #maybe it’s because you learn to process those emotions better or maybe it’s keeping things at arm’s length as a protective measure #that means nothing hurts as much as the first thing #idk #this became a silly ramble #im just very attached to him and i miss him when he’s busy but also don’t want to ask too much for fear of being a nuisance or rejected :)#ykwim?#i miss him a lot

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forter-from-meteos · 1 year

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so you live on the hot fire planet right? so realistically you're pretty hot (literally)? so being naked in "normal" temperatures would maybe kill you, or at least burn something/someone else, right?

#then again you can telepathically control lava so who knows #you being a firime #the idea's been in my head for a while so might as well make art of it #i've got a bunch of little thoughts/headcanons about firimes and firim #they've invented lava-based generators powered by their lava control #which are highly desirable if a bit inconvenient to install on ships made for lower-temperature beings #and require a firime to operate of course #they can't see color and have relatively poor vision (there's color on the suit because it was created in conjunction with other species #and the brightness of them is different enough to be distinguished without color)#their arms are prehensile through their entire length and are highly sensitive (they can actually taste through the tips)#there is a significant hotted population on firim. there is not a significant firime pouplation on hotted #because the lack of fully molten rock makes it rather unsuitable #jeljellians are lava-ish enough for firime lava control to work on them #ok that's enough i need to put the actual tag tags #meteos #art #firim #digital art

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mynameisbillandimaheadcase · 1 year

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Fuck it I'm in a bad mood here's some of the things I didn't tell my psychiatrist bc every time I started to she looked really freaked out and concerned

#rant #I'm not only what you can see #there's so much more to myself than what i look like physically #i just sometimes feel like im not the person you think i am but one of the others #it sounds so fucked up but that's what i feel sometimes #sometimes I'm me but a little bit to the left #or a fish eye view of me from slightly above #sometimes people speak to my body while I'm watching from a little bit farther away #ik that that's most likely from disassociation #but yeah #i don't recognize my face in the mirror most of the times #ik that the person looking back is me bc ik what color and length my hair is and how my eyes look #but sometimes it looks so warped i get scared bc i can't understand why i look so different than before #I'm scared that someday i might hurt someone #that i won't be able to control my thoughts #when i took 3x times my medication i felt like an invisible human form was moving my body while i watched from a few feet back #i felt nothing #i wasn't concerned bc i didn't feel like my body was mine so i let it happen bc i wanted to see what was going to happen #i have nearly 2 years of my life that i almost completely don't remember #i managed to make friends and idk how bc i just can't remember #apparently i used to be really mean and bitchy #i believe in ghosts and nothing people say will make me change my mind #i know that the “paranormal experiences '' i had as a kid were just hallucinations but i can't help myself #i know that the voices were hallucinations and what i saw wes also a visual glitch #i can't stop the magical thinking #i tryed #but my life makes so much sense with it #when i sed that during a psychotic episode a thing was wearing my mother's face and skin was following me around and wanted to kill me #i think i made the part were i was holding a knife up so i can feel better about myself #i sometimes pretend that i feel sorry for my actions bc my psychiatrist looks worried if i don't and ahe continues with the convo until i

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lilgynt · 11 months

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i’m gonna sound like an awful person but oh my god my dads dog is so much fucking work all the time

#personal #my mom and i are trying to find a home for her #id love to keep her bc my dad loved her so much but like he couldn’t care for her and my mom and i definitely can’t #my dad spoiled her rotten she went out any time she gave an indication she wanted out #or just cause my dad wanted to #so now she’s used to going out all the time for super long lengths of times #and my dad always gave her so much attention they hung out 24/7 with no break #so now she cries and cries and cries #you can feed her take her out take her for a walk try and play or pet her and she’ll just cry #and it’s not like it’s 24/7 but it’s damn near and i can’t get mad at her bc she’s a dog #but god after a shitty ten hour walking her and getting her dinner set up #she’ll just be crying the second i sit anywhere #it’s like keeping movement on youtube so the auto play doesn’t start bc if i start standing for 3 second she’s CRYING #brushing my teeth throwing trash out washing dishes shes just crying #like not she’s sad she’s just whining for attention although probably sad too #and it’s so hard to get anything done. and it’s like i spent my time revolving around my dad i’m not doing it again for a fucking dog #i just need to lay down but god she just cries. you sit she cries you stand she cries you lay down she cries #the worst is when you close ur door and she keep crying bc sweetie I HAVE A JOB #and sometimes after a shower i don’t want to repet her she’s stinky!#and she’s a dog she can’t control any of this but i can’t do anything without her crying for attention #and i can never eat anymore without her crying at my door #i’m just tired and she’s so needy and it’s not her fault but i’m gonna lose it

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tonycries · 20 days

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Thinking about overstimming Gojo Satoru to the point where he's losing control of his powers.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until that smart mouth of his can't let out anything but wet, little gurgles of your name. His long, white lashes are batting shut with each stroke of your hand up and down his twitch shaft. He's so weighty, so hot. Glistening wet and such a pretty pink that matches his raw lips.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until all he can do is throw his head back, abs flexing when his toned hips tremble up, up, up-

"Oh, sweetheart..." he's letting out such drawn-out whines, voice husky with how much he's been moaning and groaning your name all night. And each cute whimper is accompanied by a hitched breath, a bolt of tiny blue lightning sparking at the corners of his glassy, wide eyes.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until the silky sheets underneath his large hands are bursting at the pressure of his jujutsu. Until you could faintly feel the thrum of power in the air with each and every syrpy coat of his precum down your wrist.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until he thinks he can't cum - but he can. You know he can, and you'll prove it to him. Rolling your heavenly palms faster and faster down his jerky length.

Overstimming Gojo Satoru until he doesn't even know what's going on. Doesn't realize the flashes of purple glistening at the very tips of his fingers, the uncomfortable tension in the air from particles charging. Doesn't even see the way the lights go out, bursting into nothingness - in all of Tokyo, maybe even the entirety of Japan - because he's cumming, spilling milky, velvety rope after rope to drizzle all over your waiting hand. Over and over and- fuck, why does he want to do it all over again?

#jjk #jjk x reader #gojo x reader #tonythirsts #gojo smut

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toasteaa · 3 months

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have you thought about how Neuvillette has to make it fit?

Eclair trembling as she maybe cups the back of her knees to keep her legs spread, Neuvi’s hair down and cascading over his shoulders and chest as a light sweat dots his temples while his hands soothingly rub at her skin, his hefty tip resting against her soaked and clenching hole.

“I can do it….I can take it….” Eclair breathes. Her lover full body shivers over her as he gently urges his hips forward, he’s long and thick…..he licks his lips and looks at her face, so wanting and determined.

“Very well…….but I’m going to take my time so you may….get accustomed. Is that alright with you?” he murmurs softly as he curls over her to press a kiss to her lips.

The way I just about threw my phone across the office after only reading the first sentence -

GRAY. I'M SO WSQNSKWJDKWKXSK

The fact that this isn't even that far off from their first time...and I need to work on the questions...why would you reach into my brain like this oh my goddddd

The hhh. The caution and care he's still holding onto so tightly versus her determination. The anticipation and smoldering excitement of it all. Ughhhh, thinking about him holding the back of one of her thighs and very slightly pushing it further forward. Distracts her with sweet, languid kisses while he moves...the immediate way she clenched and tightens up when he's just barely got the tip in -

I DO NOT HAVE ENOUGH COFFEE IN MY SYSTEM THINK ABOUT THIS NORMALLY!!! I NEED ANOTHER CUP WWJWSIWJDKS

#toast talks #GRAY WHEN I CATCH YOU. WHEN I CATCH YOU GRAY!!!#Fake cleans my glasses for five minutes so no one sees how red my face got in this moment #I'm just I'm so anwjsjsx I can't think straight I'm going to EXPLODE #The fact that this has triggered an entire feature length sex tape in my brain...I'm about to be so abnormal #I think what's getting me the most is that she does relax and urges him to keep going but he's torn between #genuine concern of hurting her and the very present very difficult to hold back need to be inside of her NOW.#He tells her they can stop halfway through and she's so against that thought that she hooks a leg around him #and that only makes him sink deeper into her and -#I'm going to go rabid. I might actually go insane thinking about this because if I have to think about #Neuvillette's self control hanging by fraying threads and Eclair trying to keep herself sane before they've even actually had sex #I'm going to end up writing a dissertation on their first time.#eclairette

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dragonsholygrail · 4 months

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Vampire bf spooning you in the middle of the night, nuzzling into you so roughly that it causes you to slowly wake up. As soon as he senses you’re not completely asleep, his arms curl around you and he bury’s his face in your neck. Groggily you bare your throat to him, thinking he might be hungry.

But instead he simply whines and cuddles in closer. It’s only then that you notice he’s shivering. A soft “What’s wrong, darling?” croaks past your lips. He doesn’t respond, letting his actions speak louder as his hands slip under your shirt and brush along your soft stomach as if trying to steal up all your warmth. You hiss at his touch, his usually cold skin even colder for some reason. “You’re freezing,” you can’t help but exclaim the obvious.

Your vampire bf whimpers, nodding his head within the warm fold of your neck. “Need your warmth. Need your heat, baby please,” he says in a soft whine, one hand tugging at the seam of your shorts and giving you an idea of what he means.

As soon as you’ve pulled your panties down, he’s sliding himself between the warm supple flesh of your thighs. He hisses in the space of her neck, his body shuddering with pleasure.

Your lips part, feeling his throbbing cock push its way through your legs, so close to where you need him. His tip bumping up against your clit with every snap of his hips. Arousal pools within you till it drips onto his cock. Your bf growls, hips moving faster.

“Ah, fuck! More. Please,” you beg, baring your neck once again. Your hips tilt, craving the feeling of being filled by him.

“My heart, I could devour you whole and still crave more," he rumbles, his hips bucking to catch every drop of your essence on his length.

His hand tenderly cups the underside of your neck and brings it to his lips. You sense the heat of his breath and goosebumps rise along your arms a second before you feel the sharp prick of pleasure caused by his fangs. You shiver as he slowly sinks them all the way in.

The combination of his fangs inside you and the way he slows down the rocking of his hips causes your eyes to droop as you begin to drift back to sleep. His hand massages your plush thigh, gently shifting it back over his own, legs intertwining.

With your thighs open, your bf has easy access to slide his length inside your eager and dripping walls. You both moan as he pushes past your entrance, his girth carefully stretching your precious pussy as he takes his time stuffing you full of him. Bringing a delicious dull ache to the apex of your thighs.

He settles in once he’s buried his length to the hilt, your hips fitting together like two puzzle pieces. He relaxes against your body and wraps every limb that he can around you. Cocooning your being in his protective embrace. Making you feel exactly as treasured as you are.

“That’s better,” he slurs contently in an attempt to speak with his fangs in your neck. Soon after you start to feel his skin warming back up against your own. You smile softly, finally falling back asleep and happy you were able to help him.

Never finding out that Vampires have full control over their body temperature.

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