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Shin Megami Tensei III: Nocturne HD ( 2020 ) - dev Atlus / do not reupload.

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Mortal Kombat Legends: Blood Bound

Chapter 6: Sea Of Souls

After riding for 35 minutes, bird boy and the general finally reach the port, the which is full of Outworlder citizens. Nico, having been used to Earthrealm and it's standards, feels a bit uncomfortable.

ROBIN: Wow, so many people here... you sure we'll find the right man here? 

MUCHACHA: I'm certain of it. He should be somewhere around the docks, and if not, the locals should know his location. Just ride along, and let me handle this.

ROBIN: Sit still, let you do the talking, got it.

The two leave their horses near the entrance of the small town, heading off to the pier. It is here where they meet Kharon, one of, if not the best captain in all of Outworld, who Muchacha is quite familiar with. The two meet up with the sailor, who is leaning against the side of his ship.

MUCHACHA: Hey there, Kharon. Long time no see. How are things at sea?

Kharon, turning around and looking at the two, is surprised.

KHARON: Oi, Muchacha. How long has it been, a year? Anyways, to answer your question, everything is great, though not much work has been coming my way.

MUCHACHA: Hey, listen, I need you to do me a favor. Could you give my friend and I a lift to an island in the west side of the sea? We need to find a blood mage.

Robin is a bit suprised at the fact that she called him a friend, blushes a bit under his mask.

KHARON: Sure, I can give you a ride, BUT I won't carry anything illegal. I don't want any trouble.

Robin, looking up, sees the ships and starts walking. He gets distracted by the sights and sounds. The general follows him.

MUCHACHA: Don't worry about anything illegal, old friend. Just a simple favor. Now, about the price?

KHARON: Well... Since this is you, I will give you and your friend here a discount. What  say you about 40%?

MUCHACHA: Make it 60.

KAHRON: 50. Take it or leave it.

MUCHACHA: Fair deal. When can you have us off the coast?

Kharon, looking at his pocket watch.

KHARON: I can get us to the islands by the evening, how's that sound?

MUCHACHA: Perfect. Robin, lets go.

Robin, who is distracted, snaps out of it.

ROBIN: Oh, yeah, let's go. Nice to meet ya, Kahron.

Muchacha grabs him and starts heading off. Kahron’s crew members pull up the anchor, open the sails, and Kahron shouts out the following

KHARON: Sail ho!

The ship sets sail as the general and rogue make themselves comfortable and brace themselves for the ride. Muchacha leans on the ships wooden railing looking stoic as she stares over the horizon, and Nico tries his best to keep his balance on the rocking vessel. Noticing her on the other side, the masked man slides over to her, sitting on the railing. 

ROBIN: Sooooo… you enjoying the view?

MUCHACHA: Why are you acting nice?

ROBIN: Look, I’m not acting, I’m actually tryin’ to be nicer to you. Considering that if I don’t, you’ll feed me to the sharks. Or whatever is in here...

He says, as he turns around, looking down at the bright green ocean, with hundreds of souls spread around the ocean, with some of them trying to grab onto the ship.

MUCHACHA: Souls. Of all those who drowned in the sea. Imagine souls in a place called the Sea Of Souls.

ROBIN: Figured. So, you got any plans for when we get this job over with?

MUCHACHA: I’m getting back to work at the front lines.

Robin, showing an unpleasant expression started mocking her lightly, because it worked so perfectly the first time.

ROBIN: Is all you do work related? Don’t you ever kick back and catch some rays?

The general, showing a disaproving scowl toward the caped crusader, turned her head.

MUCHACHA: I can’t afford to be lazy. I only have one goal, and thats to change the way people look at me and my species. I’m trying to be a person who would protect the people from people like that cyclops who attacked the palace half a year ago. I wasn’t there when the Kahn needed me the most, what if I’m not there when she’s dying? What if–

Robin raises his tone, trying to slow her down.

ROBIN: Calm down!

Muchacha, looking at him stops, as she’s getting over her head.

ROBIN: Listen, Kitana will be fine. I’ve worked for her long enough to know she’s capable of herself. Look, believe it or not, I was a lot like you.

MUCHACHA: Now you’re lying and not even trying to hide it.

ROBIN: I’m not! Just… listen, okay? My people were slaughtered in cold blood, afterwards I didn’t know what to do or where to go. I was scared because a boy was wanted for the murder of five guards.

MUCHACHA: That boy was you, I presume?

ROBIN: Yes. Soon enough, the mage Dorfen took me in and... I was never alone again. Years go by, I work for Kitana, getting rid of late night assasins and chilling on the roof, rent free.I always re-think if I’m able to fight some of these guys, though I don’t look it.

The daughter of Shao Kahn realized now why the masked man tried to kill her a few days ago. Knowing this, she still doesn’t know how to react, so she forgives him. Sorta.

MUCHACHA: I… forgive you.

Robin, quite confused,  makes the following exclaim.

ROBIN: I’m sorry, you WHAT?

MUCHACHA: Forgive you. For trying to assasinate me, that is. You have one thing that stands out from other fighters i’ve met, an honest soul and a strong will for what is right. And I can respect that in a kombatant..

ROBIN: Well thats two things but, thanks anyways–

Before their dialogue is continued, there is a loud crash on the ship. Looking out to the sea, they see a ship with a black flag atop the sail.

MUCHACHA: We’re under attack!

ROBIN: Phew! And good timing, for a second I thought people would start shipping us over this scene.

Muchacha, holding her sword out, looks at Robin with a weird expression.

MUCHACHA: What the hell are you on about?

ROBIN: You do NOT want to know! What we need to do right now, is get rid of these bozos before–

A spear is shot right between where they’re standing, reeling the ships closer to one another.

ROBIN: That, before that.

The people would climb onto the ship with a plank, drawing their blades towards Kahron and his crew. Soon enough the captain of the opposing ship would walk out.

CAPTAIN: Good afternoon, gentlemen. Now that we have the formalities out of the way, leave this vessel or suffer greatly.

ROBIN: Guessing you’re the captain of this here “merry crew”?

CAPTAIN: You’d be correct, bird boy.

Amara would start chuckling, and this would be the first time that Nico saw her do this.

CAPTAIN: And what’s so funny, fish-looking thing?

MUCHACHA: Oh you know. The funny thing is, that you think we give in that easely.

CAPTAIN: … what?

As he said that, the daughter of Shao Kahn drew her sword, slicing a pirate’s head off. Robin jumps back to the other half of the ship, taking out his phone and playing a sick toon to fight to. He takes out his daggers, stabbing and slicing men left and right. Kahron’s crew is trying to get away from the bloodshed if possible, because they left they’re weapons below the deck. While Muchacha slays the pirates with minimal issues, Robin flips around, kicking and stabbing jobbers wherever he can.

CAPTAIN: They’re killing you bozo’s! Do something useful for once!

Muchacha, pulling her sword out of a dude, heared Robin’s music and is confused but intrigued.

ROBIN: You like it? Its Earthrealm music.

MUCHACHA: I don’t quite understand it, but I find it amusing. When we’re done, show me more of this music.

She says, as her sword slices across the chest of a pirate, and the caped crusader wipes blood off his dagger.

ROBIN: Will do, chief.

As the two stab and slash along, Muchacha was kicked in the stomach by the captain, seeing as most of, if not, all of the pirates were either injured, killed or tossed into the sea.

CAPTAIN: Well, seeing as I can only rely on myself, I’ll do just that to kill you two.

As he did that, Nico’s favourite song kicked in, hyping him up immensly.

ROBIN: Oh, ho ho. Alright, buddy, now you fucked up, PROPER!

Robin would run up to the pirate, doing a back handspring into a double twist, and landing on his chest, fliping back and kicking him in the face. Lighting his daggers on fire, he starts beating on the captain with every imaginable attack possible, wether its kicking, or punching, not minding if he breaks his bones, he would kick him to the plank he boarded Kahron’s ship on. 

ROBIN: hope you’re ready for a fatal blow, bastard, ‘cuz I sure as hell am.

He throws his daggers at the pirate’s chest, drop kicking them through and guiding them above them. He then kicked him into the air, and with a snap of his fingers, the daggers launched downwards, stabbing his chest and wind pipe and droping him on the floor. Muchacha gets up and leans on the guardrail to see what happens, and what happens is Robin picks up the captain and tosses him into the Sea Of Souls.

MUCHACHA: Woah…

ROBIN: Impressive, right? Now, you oka–

His sentance was interupted by the board breaking and Robin almost falling into the Sea Of Souls.

MUCHACHA: ROBIN!

She says, as she grabs his wrist as and looks down upon him before he falls into the sea. Robin looks down to the sea with great fear and then looks back up at Amara. She pulls him up, while Robin pushes off the side of the ship with his feet to get back up on the deck.

MUCHACHA: Don’t worry about me. What about you?

ROBIN: I’m, fine, i hesitate to say. My anger took over me, I don’t know what happened.

MUCHACHA: Well for one, you killed the captain, and almost lost the chance to interrogate these fools about why they attacked us, which is why i left one alive. But also, did you do that because you… cared for me?

Nico, scratches the back of his head, thinking of something to say.

ROBIN: Well, you ever heard the phrase “I’d kill for you”?

MUCHACHA: Ooh, fun.

ROBIN: Don’t get too excited, we still don’t want people to draw us together like we’re a couple. Don’t ask me what I'm talking about, you DON’T want to know!

The two turned to the pirate on the ground, preparing to interrogate him

MUCHACHA: So, how do we do this?

ROBIN: How about some “good cop, bad cop”?

MUCHACHA: How’s that work?

ROBIN: Good cop is acting nice to the criminal, whilst the bad cop is more violent. When I say that, I don’t mean stab him in the brain, I mean threaten him at worst.

MUCHACHA: Understood.

They walk up to the criminal at sea, ready to ask him some questions. Muchacha pulls out her sword, pointing it at his neck.

MUCHACHA: WHO SENT YOU!!!

Robin slowly pushes her aside.

ROBIN: I’ll take care of this. Spill the tea, bud, who sent you and your mostly dead buddies?

PIRATE: Well, I was gonna tell her anyways but you’re quite nice so I'll tell you willingly.

Robin eyes Muchacha, who then rolls her eyes.

PIRATE: We were sent to stop you by a wizard by the name of Xandras. I only know he doesn’t want his work undisturbed, and that he has some boy captive that he needs for some devious plan or something, I don't know further.

Robin and Muchacha exchange a look, both thinking the same thing. They look back at the pirate.

MUCHACHA: Where's he located? Give me coordinates. Now. Or I'll make sure you won't be able to swim away from this ship. And that's a promise.

PIRATE: H-He's on an island, about 10-15 kilometers South from here?

the caped crusader put his hand on the pirate's shoulder, smiling under his mask.

ROBIN: Thank you, friend. You've been of great help. Muchacha? He's all yours.

Muchacha, grinning and showing her sharp teeth, cracks her knuckles and the pirate gulps.

[ashitshowforalot]

screaming about the “simple russian girl” trend bc i feel it so deep in my bones

[nia1sworld]

GOODNIGHT MY OWLS!!!

Wait- I mean Tenor simps!!!

Shoot I mean.....uh...GOOD NIGHT!!

[triannguyen2007]

Trian’s Universe the series: Season 9 episode 1 | Mordetwi’s new life |

Previous, on Trian’s Universe.

Dipper: Hmmm… did we forget something.

Sweet Allie’s: WAIT!!! Where’s Cocoarts123.

Trian Nguyễn (Me): “Cocoarts123.”

All: We forgot “Cocoarts123!!!”

Trian Nguyễn (Me): Ugh! 🤦🏻‍♂️

Cocoarts123: *Yawn* *Screaming*

Shadow of evil Muahahahaha!!! You thought you’re survive. You will come with me Cocoarts123.

Cocoarts123: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Shadow of evil Aargh!!! What!!! How did you get in here.

Trian Nguyễn (Me): She is my old friend.

Shadow of evil: No! It can’t be. I thought she was forgotten. Trian Nguyễn (Me): It’s too late. You will Tau in here forever.

Shadow of evil: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Now.

Xeba: Oh hey there Mordetwi. We’re here from our home.

Mordetwi: Yeah, sorry about that what happens. I’m busy about my computer and I summon shadow of evil and creating nightmare disaster.

Uncle brill: Oh no, we don’t do that.

Mordetwi: I know, me, sparity, Daniel and Gwen are invited in there.

Trian Nguyễn (Me): Well, we have no school today because is Labor Day.

Mordetwi: Oh yeah that’s right, we have no school today. Daniel: Looks like we are playing with their boys.

Gwen: I will play all girls by the way.

Sparity: Alright, is that sleep over or not.

Trian Nguyễn (Me): Let’s find out.

Mordetwi: Well, I miss my parents but unfortunately they died.

Trian Nguyễn (Me): Awwwww, you’re not alone. We’re friends with you.

Mordetwi: Really,

Trian Nguyễn (Me): Yes.

Xeba: Hey, wanna hear that music.

Golden Pig: Cool.

Kick the buddy: Yeah, that’s from “Earth, Wind and Fire.”

Fandroid: I like this but hey, wanna see my musical collection.

Fred Figglehorn: What is it.

Trian Nguyen (Me): Nice. Long time no see.

Parker: So, where’s Chelsea.

Ruby Gillman: Hm, little bit busy.

Ember: Hmmm… I’m checking the dates in September.

Wade: Wait, I heard that she’s falling.

*falling down*

Chelsea: Ugh, sorry guys. I didn’t see you.

Stanley the sandbar shark: 😡😡😡😡

Chelsea: 😰😰😰

Piggy McCool: Alright, I built your new home Mordetwi:

Mordetwi: Woah! That’s beautiful! Thank you! Studder Mcstudderpants: Don’t forget, I will add the music about Earth, Wind and Fire. “Let’s Groove Tonight.”

All: Wow! 🤩🤩🤩

Mordetwi: My car! Thank you!! Piggy McCool: You’re welcome.

Trian Nguyen (Me): Well, he’s not feel lonely anymore. He was exciting his new home.

[vixlenxe]

I hate that I have the ability to just log into Charibert's mindset & quote him accurately.

[gunnm]

Tears of the Kindom will be the greatest game of all time

[anilec-dragon-art-and-stuff]

Alright this one is basically set at a time before Abires and Galsariad are officially dating. Galsariad has feelings for Abires and is trying to get ANYTHING out of the other man that he feels the same way. Abires is absolutley not ready to admit to himself or anyone that he might have fallen in love.

Galsariad: Oh look. Those are couple beach-chairs. Do we want to sit down in them and have a drink?

Abires: Galsariad, you're not my partner.

Galsariad: Yeah, but I mean we are on a emotional level.

Abires: Eh- On a... (sighs) Emotionally the two of us are nothing.

[yoshistory]

Okay that last shift was nightmare mode at the final two hours and honestly when we go back in its going to suck balls but I have the next three days off. So. Hoping I don't just like. Freak out next week

[camper-max-search-history]

rest in peace camp camp I’ll never forget that discord roleplay I joined not knowing I was the only kid (14-15) and everyone else was at least 19 and already had major beef with each other going into it. Made for some really interesting experiences. When I see those tiktoks about insane discord people I hope they know I’m thinking of them ❤️

[deathsmallcaps]

Whatever happened to not making fun of people’s vocal abilities?

Joe Biden, coherently and normally: I have three issues to speak about. First, the NATO conference went well. Second, the economy is back on track and inflation is down. Third, my proposal for a ceasefire in Gaza is moving forward. Any questions?

The media: Did You Know That You Are Old

[ariestrxsh]

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 content warning: smut, quite a bit of fluff, innocence corruption, masturbation, use of toys, getting caught, handjob (kinda), voyeurism/exhibitionism, religious kink, sexualization of religious imagery, slow burn, mommy kink (sorry lol), sub!virgin!matt, experienced!pervy!reader

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 author's note: dont read this if you're religious - it will offend you. this is part two of me & u. you can read part one here. 💖 there will be more parts to this story, so stick around. also, disclaimer: don't spy on people and watch them without their permission. 😭 this is just fantasy.

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 summary: after getting to know and hanging out with the innocent, virgin christian boy who recently moved in next door, he starts exploring his sexuality with you, and the two of you start falling in love with each other.

me & u part two

"Your mom wasn't mad that you were smoking, was she?" Matt timidly asked you through the phone later on that day as he was rifling through kitchen appliances and finding a place to store them.

"No, I'm an adult. She doesn't care what I do. She was calling me in for lunch," you snorted, tugging at a loose thread on your blanket while you laid on your bed, still in your fairy dress and laying down with your feet kicking behind you.

Matt was thankful your mom wasn't upset with you, but he was annoyed that your first kiss with him was interrupted by something as menial as lunch.

"Well, what did you eat?" Matt wondered, trying to find a way to ask you to hang out again. "Just a sandwich and some macaroni," you told him. "W-what kind of sandwich?" Matt stammered, beating around the bush.

"Did you really call me to hear me talk about a turkey sandwich?" You chuckled. "I mean, I wanted to hear about your sandwich and to see if you wanted to hang out again," Matt shyly replied, biting his nails.

"Depends. What did you have in mind?" You inquired, teasing him and knowing you were going to say yes regardless of what he suggested the two of you do.

"We could go buy paint for my room. You could help me pick out a color," Matt said, hoping you'd say yes. "I'd love that. I'll be over soon. I just need to shower and get out of these clothes," you replied, smiling at how cute Matt sounded through the phone.

He couldn't help but picture you slipping out of your fairy dress.

"O-okay. Cool, I-I'll see you soon," Matt tripped over his words as you two hung up the phone. You put on a black tank top and a pair of jean shorts after your hasty shower, and you hurried over, eager to see Matt again.

You knocked on his door and patiently waited for him to answer. He was in a solid black t-shirt and jeans, and he was wearing a silver chain around his neck with a cross on it. "Ready to go?" You asked him, looking him up and down. "Yeah, let's go," Matt said, smiling at you and pulling his front door closed behind him.

On the ride to go pick out paint, Matt kept stealing glances at you at stoplights and stop signs, wondering if it would be the right time to try and re-do your first kiss, but every time he thought about leaning in, it felt too forced.

You could feel this, the way he was desperately looking for a chance to press his lips against yours, but you knew the perfect time would come again, and you didn't want to rush it.

You liked making him wait, but this didn't mean you weren't going to relentlessly tease him.

"Are you dying to hear how hard I came with my new toy?" You smirked over at Matt who looked back over at you wide-eyed. "Y-you already used it?" Matt studdered. "No. But I figured you were wondering if I had," you teased him. He blushed and grinned.

"I actually wanted to wait until I could use it in front of you," you admitted, your voice dripping with lust as you peered over at him and raised an eyebrow. "W-what?" He struggled to get out.

It was far too much fun to watch him blush and fidget. You couldn't get enough of his flushed, pink cheeks, his puppy dog eyes, and the desperate expression that would subtly make itself known everytime you'd tease him. And you knew just what to do and say to elicit these kinds of responses from him.

Once you guys stumbled upon a local store that sold paint, the two of you wandered over to the earth tones. "Now, really take your time making this decision. This is going to be the color of the paint in your room. You're going to have to see it every day," you told Matt when you saw all the different options they had.

Matt was scanning through different swatches of all the cool-toned paints when one caught his attention. "I like this one," he told you, pointing at the dark green shade on the page. "I love that color," you responded, taking the swatch from him and looking on the wall for the matching paint. "I think I found it," you told him, smiling and picking up a bucket.

Matt grabbed a second bucket of paint, a few paint brushes, some plastic covering, and the two of you paid for it all and left the store. "I'm so excited," Matt told you, his eyes lighting up as he spoke.

The two of you rode home in a comfortable silence, and you helped Matt carry the paint up the stairs to his room. You two decided to go your separate ways for the night to go eat dinner and get ready for bed, so you'd be well-rested for the next day.

The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon line, illuminating the summer evening as Matt walked you to your doorstep. "I had fun with you today," Matt told you, his eyes fixed on yours. "I did, too," you replied.

"Maybe tomorrow you could paint it with me. You know, unless you have other plans," Matt shrugged, trying to hide how disappointed he would be if you did. "You know, I'm sorry. I'm busy tomorrow. I'm helping the hot neighbor boy paint his room," you jokingly replied.

He chuckled at your response, and then he pulled you into a long hug. You smiled against his chest, savoring how it felt to hold him, and when you went to pull away, you glanced up at him lovingly.

The two of you felt that familiar magnetic pull, and he leaned down until his lips were gently locked onto yours. His kiss was soft and tender, like his personality, and you both felt that spark that you'd always heard people talk about but hadn't experienced up until this point.

He reached up and cradled your face, lightly running his thumb back and forth over your cheek. Your tongue gently swirled around against his, and for how inexperienced he was, he was an incredible kisser. He moaned against your lip before the two of you slowly pulled away.

You were both even more smitten than before. Matt blushed, and you let out a soft giggle. "I'll see you tomorrow," you whispered as you slipped into your front door.

Matt stayed put on your porch for a few minutes, buzzing from the intimate moment he'd just shared with you, and he slowly made his way back to his house, tucking his erection into his waistband that he got from kissing you.

Later that night, after eating a delicious dinner, taking a steamy shower, and brushing your teeth, you switched out your lamp and got into your warm bed. A few seconds after you climbed into your bed to finish off your day, Matt's light came on across the way.

You watched again as he stepped out of his bathroom in just a towel, running his fingers through his wet hair. He looked so hot. You held your breath as the fabric around his waist hit the floor.

You'd imagined Matt naked at least a dozen times since you'd met him, and you were finally seeing it in person. And although you weren't getting a close-up view, you could see his hard member standing at attention. And it was big.

You didn't believe in God, but you did thank whoever was out there listening as you watched Matt climb onto his bed, lay on top of his blanket, and begin to stroke himself.

You hoped he was thinking about you, and he was. He was replaying the moment you two had kissed.

You continued peering in through his window, admiring the way he tenderly ran his thumb over the tip, causing him to throw his head back. He kept his movements slow and drawn out at first, teasing himself.

You couldn't hear the sounds he was making, but you couldn't stop imagining his needy little whimpers. You intently focused on the way he fisted his gorgeous cock, guiding his hand up and down his shaft and his strokes becoming faster, rougher, and more urgent.

You spied on him for several minutes, unable to shift your gaze away from the glorious sight of the cute neighbor boy all alone in his room, tugging on his dick. Your pussy began throbbing and drooling without you even touching it as you kept your eyes locked on Matt and what he was doing to himself.

He started to squirm around beneath his own touch, bucking his hips up, and you watched in awe as several spurts of cum shot out of his tip and painted his stomach and chest.

His hand that was gliding up and down his length slowed to a stop, and he took the towel he'd just used after his shower to wipe himself off. Even the way he cleaned up the mess he made was incredibly sexy.

He put on a pair of pajama pants once he was finished and knelt down by the foot of his bed to pray. The show he put on for you was so hot and naughty that you almost wondered if you should start praying for forgiveness.

Before you could follow that thought too deeply or do anything about the wetness that had pooled between your legs, you found yourself drifting off to sleep while more images of Matt flooded your mind.

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

The next morning at about 5 a.m., you groggily rubbed your eyes and let out a yawn. You checked your phone for the time, and when you realized how early it was, you rolled over onto your other side and shut your eyes, hoping to be able to fall back asleep.

When all your efforts failed, you decided to go up to your treehouse, bringing a thin blanket with you for a morning marijuana and masturbation session - the two things that always helped you fall asleep.

You admired the way the sunrise lit up the view from your secret hideaway while you exhaled weed smoke, watching the way it danced and dissipated against the scenery before you. A tranquil state came over you, and you felt all light and airy after a few hits.

Being cautious not to burn yourself with the lit end of your joint, you shimmied out of your underwear and your pajama shorts and spread open your legs. You took your new suction vibrator, turned it on, and gasped as you lowered the buzzing toy onto your clit. It was unlike any vibrator you'd owned before, and it immediately had you moaning and shuddering at the sensation.

"Oh, Matt.." you softly whined over and over while you remembered the night before and the way you'd witnessed him make a mess all over himself. You took another puff from your joint. You were so enthralled by the stimulation and so lost in the way you were needily whining the neighbor boy's name, you didn't realize the man of your fantasies had followed you up to your treehouse and was watching you the same way you'd watched him.

He was already crawling in through the entrance before he realized he was intruding on an intimate moment you were having with yourself. He thought about clearing his throat or forcing out a cough to make his presence known, maybe even turning around and leaving before he could embarrass you, but he held his breath, and all he could do was stay put and admire how pretty and wet your pink pussy was.

It was the first time he'd ever seen anything like it in person, and he couldn't get enough. He grew incredibly hard as he studied the way your eyes were slammed shut and the needy and pleasured expression that overcame your face while you held your lit joint up to your parted lips. "Oh, Matt.." you whimpered again after exhaling the smoke, your legs beginning to quiver.

To Matt's horror, you opened your eyes, and while you were shocked that he was watching you, you didn't stop. "I-I'm so sorry. I woke up and looked out my window, and I saw you going to your treehouse. I thought you could use some company. I had no idea you were-" Matt started defending himself, but you cut him off.

"Shh. Please don't go. It feels so good to have you watching me," you whined with the vibrator still resting on your clit. "You're moaning my name an awful lot.." Matt murmured with his eyes fixated on the treasure between your thighs. You took another hit and slowly nodded at him.

"You like watching, don't you, naughty boy?" You managed to get out between your satisfied mewls. "I do, mommy," Matt whispered back, palming himself through the thin flannel fabric he had on. The way it sounded when Matt called you mommy sent waves of pleasure throughout your whole body. You couldn't take it anymore.

The way he peered down at your pussy with his puppy dog eyes, whimpering alongside you while you were playing with it was too good, and your whole body violently shook as you let out a few more needy moans.

"Holy shit," you and Matt both said in unison as your cum slowly leaked out of your pussy. "Did you just swear?" You asked wide-eyed and sneering at the innocent boy, turning off your toy. He threw his hand over his mouth, giving you a deer in the headlights look. "I-I didn't mean to," he stumbled over his words.

"Naughty, naughty boy," you seductively responded, putting out the joint and shaking your head. You noticed the wet spot on the front of Matt's flannel pajamas. "Did you finish just from watching me?" Your lips curled into a malicious grin. "I mean. I rubbed it a little through my pants, but yeah," Matt said in an embarrassed tone, looking down like he was ashamed.

"Come here, pretty boy," you gestured towards him. You pulled him close and pulled the thin blanket over the both of you. You guys looked into each other's eyes and shared another kiss, each of your lips touching and creating a circuit through which an electric feeling ran through your bodies.

You loved kissing Matt, and he loved kissing you. It was unlike any feeling either of you had felt before. You pulled him in even closer, and the two of you fell asleep in each other's arms in your treehouse as the sun came up.

A couple hours later, you woke up on the hard floor of your treehouse next to the cute neighbor boy who was softly snoring next to you. You didn't want to wake him because he was sleeping so soundly, but all it took was a subtle movement from you, and he began to stir.

"Morning," he softly groaned as he opened his eyes and stretched his arms out overhead. "I had fun with you earlier," you whispered to him, biting your lip. He smiled at you, his cheeks turning pink. "I did, too."

He couldn't get the image of you touching yourself out of his head. All he could think about was your pretty pink flower between your legs and the sound of his name escaping your soft lips.

Like he was most mornings when he first woke up, he was incredibly hard, and he subtly tucked his erection into his waistband, hoping you wouldn't notice, but you did.

"How about we both go change and get ready for the day? Then we can go get coffee? I'll buy," you asked Matt, gently running your fingers across his chest. "Yeah, sure," he whispered. The two of you went your separate ways for a bit, sharing another kiss before you did.

When you got back to your house, you showered, washed your face, and climbed into a pair of washed-out jean shorts and a baggy t-shirt that you wouldn't mind getting paint on. You grabbed a granola bar and an apple on your way out, skipping over to the neighbor boy's house.

Before you could even knock on his door, Matt was turning the knob and stepping out onto his porch. "Hey, long time no see," you told him, eyeing him up and down. He was wearing a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants, and your opened your eyes wide when you realized you could see the faint outline of his cock through the cotton fabric.

"Whatcha lookin' at?" Matt asked, teasing you. "You wore these on purpose, didn't you? You little temptress," you responded, nibbling on your lip. "I don't know what you're talking about," Matt casually responded, playing dumb and smirking to himself.

"Why'd you wear something so revealing then, hmm?" You wondered. "Why are you looking, perv?" Matt chuckled, getting into his orange truck.

The two of you started off down the road towards the nearest coffee shop, and as Matt drove, a naughty idea crossed your mind. You peered over at him, running your fingers along the inside of his thigh as he blew through a stop sign due to you distracting him.

He subtly gasped as you grazed his cock that was beginning to harden. It was the first time he'd ever been touched by anyone but himself. "W-what if God's watching?" Matt nervously questioned. "Then God's a little freak," you whispered back, sneering at him.

"You can't say that about God," Matt gasped, peering over at you. "But I just did," you said, poking the inside of your teeth with your tongue. "Please.. do it again," he sweetly whined. "You like that?" You asked, gently squeezing it, eliciting a whimper from the cute boy beside you. He bit his lip and shook his head yes.

"You better keep your eyes on the road, baby," you whispered, gently caressing it with your nails through the grey cotton that was beginning to strain. Before you knew it, the reactions you were getting from Matt as you teased his sensitive dick were getting to you. You felt your panties become all wet and sticky as Matt softly moaned beside you, using all his strength to pay attention to the road.

He approached a red light and gripped the steering wheel for dear life before letting out a loud groan. "Naughty boy. Like when mommy plays with you?" You asked seductively, moving your hand back and forth faster. "Oh, yes, mommy," he cried out.

He couldn't stop what was about to happen next. It was the first time anyone besides himself had ever given him that incredible release, and he let out a desperate mewl as he coated the inside of his pant leg with his cum.

"Wow. That was fast," you teased him. He looked over at you breathlessly with his glazed over blue eyes. "I tried to hold back as much as I could. I'm sorry," Matt responded quietly in a shameful tone, looking down at the mess he'd made in his sweats. "I know you did, baby. You did so good for me," you whispered, cradling his face and looking at him sympathetically.

The light switched to green, and he continued driving, embarrassed by how quickly he'd finished. "Well, I guess we're going through the drive thru," Matt stated, still blushing at the obvious wet spot.

He ordered the two of you coffee from the driver's side, for you, a frozen caramel drink and for himself, a black coffee, and you paid for it like you said you would. Matt thanked you for the coffee as well as the over-the-pants handjob you'd given him, and the two you made your way back to Matt's to get started on painting his room.

When you arrived back, you and Matt slipped into his house and up the stairs without alerting his dad, for which Matt was extremely grateful, so he wouldn't have to come up with an excuse as to why there was a questionable damp spot on the front of his sweats.

"I have to change my underwear for the second time today because of you. So scram," Matt told you, gesturing for you leave the room while he changed. "Oh, relax. I've already seen it," you shrugged and rolled your eyes.

"What?" Matt asked, widening his gaze in your direction. "Oh. Um," you innocently smiled at him. "What do you mean by that?" He asked. "I have a confession to make," you mumbled. Matt stayed quiet, but he looked at you intently, waiting for your admission.

You glanced across the way at your bedroom window. "So, my room is right there, and I can kind of see everything you do from the comfort of my bed," you pointed at the spot you watched him from last night, smirking and recalling how good he looked while getting off.

"You've been spying on me?" Matt asked accusingly, narrowing his blue eyes at you. "Not spying! I just happened to look up, and you dropped your towel," you said defensively.

"Oh, no. Did you see anything else?" Matt nibbled on his lip and shot you a nervous expression. "I might have watched you jerk off," you snickered. "I can't believe you watched me!" Matt exclaimed, feeling violated.

"And you're telling me that this morning when you walked in on me in my treehouse that you wouldn't have watched me until I finished if I didn't know you could see me?" You raised an eyebrow at him and crossed your arms. "Ugh. Fine. I guess I get it," Matt voice became softer as he realized his hypocrisy.

"Plus, I thought it was really hot," you said in a lustful voice while your gaze was fixed on his pink lips. "I'm still changing in the bathroom," Matt smiled at you, grabbing a change of clothes and heading into the other room, loudly locking the door behind him.

When he came back out, he was in some old jeans that already had some paint on them. The two of you started opening up the cans and setting down plastic and newspapers to keep the paint off the floor. Matt knew he was going to love the color the second he dipped the brush in the dark green liquid and began stirring it around.

"Oh my god. It's gonna look so good!" You told Matt after you painted a stripe on the white wall. "I already love it. Especially because we're painting it together," he looked over at you and grinned. You continued coating the wall in the first layer of dark green while you and Matt talked.

"So, did you write in your diary about me last night?" You teased him. "Shut up," he scoffed at you. "That's no way to talk to a lady," you said, taking your brush and slapping paint onto his arm. He gasped and pulled back.

"Oh, there's nothing lady-like about you," Matt replied, taking his paint brush and touching your face with it. You looked at him in disbelief. "You're right. You're more of a lady than me," you said, sticking your hand in the paint and slapping Matt on the ass, leaving a dark green handprint on his back pocket.

The two of you started laughing until your cheeks hurt and your stomachs started aching. Matt pulled you into another kiss, and you smiled against his soft lips as the two of you explored the inside of each other's mouths, leaving one another with a warm, fuzzy feeling.

Before the two of you could get too carried away, Matt broke off the kiss, and you got back to painting until you'd covered every wall in an even coat of dark green. You guys looked at each other, proud of the work you'd done together.

"You know, I don't usually fall for people this easy, but I really like you," you admitted to Matt once the two of you had finished and were sitting on his plastic-covered floor. "I don't usually fall for weed-smoking peeping toms, but I like you, too," Matt teased you.

part three posted 💖

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Horrible news :( I had a trich relapse this evening bc I was NOT in the headspace to be screamed at by a resident that would rather call me "stupid" "dumb" "disgusting" and "horrible" for wanting her to have a dry brief and pants instead of sitting around in wet stuff all evening

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Nightwalker ཐི❤︎ཋྀ ~ ok throat goat!!

the plan was simple: channel his inner chenle to make yn dislike him.

easy.

hyuck knew that if he were to be himself, yn would instantly fall head over heels for him, just like any other woman would.

acting like chenle should, in theory, make him off-putting and unlikeable, thus keeping yn away from him.

it was going to be a difficult feat for a smooth guy like him, but he needed to push away all his charisma and charm for mark's sake.

the first two hours of his shift consisted of hyuck planning out what he was going to say while kun was trying to train him and then subsequently getting scolded for messing up.

"no that goes in the romance section, not young adult. remember to read the barcode donghyuck."

"right, right, my bad."

"it's ok man, you'll get the hang of it eventually" kun said, flashing him a sympathetic look from the other side of the bookcase.

they sorted books in silence for a while, hyuck slowly getting the system down when the bell on the door chimed.

kun turned towards the door but hyuck didn't have to look to know who just walked in.

yn.

he recognized your scent the second the door cracked open.

usually, all the different smells of people blended together, creating a sort of dull aroma. but your scent was unique. it was stronger than all the others, overtaking the bland stench as it flooded his nostrils.

you smelled naturally sweet, like honey if it was cultivated by the hardest working bees in the most productive hive, using the prettiest flowers, on the most perfect spring day.

all he could do was stare at you wide-eyed as kun stood to greet you.

"hi are you yn?"

"yes i am, its nice to meet you!"

kun extended his hand but quickly stopped when he saw the white bandages wrapped around your right hand.

"oh i didn't see that, my bad." he awkwardly studdered.

"no its totally fine, don't worry about it." you asured him, holding your injured hand to your chest.

hyucks eyes immediately locked on the small red stain showing through the covering, his mouth staring to salivate.

realizing what was happening, he aggressively slapped his cheeks to stop his growing thirst, drawing the attention of his coworkers.

"donghyuck are you alright?" kun questioned.

hyuck fervently nodded in response, eyes still trained on your hand.

"anyways, im going to grab some paperwork for you from the office real quick. feel free to look around in the meantime." kun smiled as he headed toward the back of the store.

hyuck tried to look busy sorting the books, keeping his head down to hopefully deter you from coming over. he was for sure putting everything in the wrong place but that was of no importance to him at the moment.

despite his efforts, you immediately walked to the shelf he was at.

"you're donghyuck right? we met the other day when i came in for an application."

he slowly turned to face you, readying himself to be a complete ass, but as he opened his mouth to speak, he felt his tongue graze against two very sharp fangs.

"i-" , he slammed both hands over his mouth, "i'm donghyuck."

you stared back at him, caught off guard by his actions.

"um so what made you want to work at a bookstore? personally, i just really needed a job but i would imagine other people that work here probably like reading or something."

"yeah i-", his mind was blank, all other thoughts covered by the notion of drinking your blood again, "i book."

"you what? sorry i missed that because your hands are covering," you waved your hands over your lower face, "your mouth."

hyuck's eyes followed your hand as it moved, quickly darting back and forth. you caught this, furrowing your eyebrows in further confusion.

being this close to you had only caused his thirst to grow tenfold. he knew that if he were to open his mouth again, his fangs would once more find their way into the soft flesh of your palm.

so instead of talking, he turned around and sped walked into the office.

"kun, i don't feel good and if i don't go home right now im going to spew chunks all over the sci-fi section." he faked heaved into his still cupped hands to really sell his act.

"oh um yeah sure go home. text me tomorrow if you're still feeling bad and i'll cover your shift." kun replied, slowly backing up to get out of hyuck's potential splash zone.

"thanks man!" hyuck yelled as he raced to the door, avoiding your puzzled gaze as he passed.

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