#that thinking about it made me tired :'D maybe one day I'll do it properly but

[blujaydoodles]

Zhartook catches Melliwyk clearly intending to stay up working for the second night in a row, and drops the full name trying to convince her not to overextend herself. It definitely got her attention-- it's an impressive feat, for one thing-- but to what extent she allows herself to be convinced remains to be seen. After all, she still didn't go to bed that night...

[jplupine]

Day 21: Isshin Kurosaki ~ Praise

Pairing: Isshin Kurosaki x Wynter Hughes [Nonbinary OC] Word Count: ~3.3k Date Published: October 21, 2023 WARNINGS: 18+ Minors/Ageless get blocked, Dom!Switch!Isshin, Size Difference, Age Gap, Praise Kink, Teasing, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Hair Pulling, Quickie, Condom Use Note: Terms such as pussy/cock/dick/etc. get used. Isshin also uses terms 'good boy' and 'sweetheart' to refer to Wynter. If that makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip this fic.

Summary: Isshin makes an offer that Wynter doesn't want to refuse.

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  Going through records in the filing cabinets, I was putting away files into their correct sections. Ichigo and Isshin fighting had knocked over the cabinets, and I had offered to help clean it up so that Isshin could still see to his patients. Ichigo was also helping at reception while grumbling the entire time.

  "He attacked me. We shouldn't be having to do this."

  "You know your dad. It might've been a better idea to give him a heads-up that you were bringing me along." I replied while gesturing at Ichigo with a folder before putting it away.

  "Why would it matter?"

  "Probably 'cause the last time I was here was when we had to drag ourselves in all beat up. Your dad worries about people, you know?"

  "Yeah. Funny way of showing it." Ichigo rolled his eyes before looking at the computer and scrolling. "He probably just used you as an excuse to hit me again." I scoffed while flicking through folder tabs.

  "Maybe."

  "Goodbye, Mr. Sato. And remember to get plenty of rest, you hear?" Isshin came out from one of the rooms with an old man before waving him off. The old man thanked Isshin for his help, then shuffled out of the clinic. "Wow, you've gotten a lot done already! Think I could bully you into working here permanently?" Isshin laughed as he saw about half of the files were now sorted and put away.

  "Leave 'em alone, old man. Wynter already has a job and it pays better than you ever would." Ichigo popped off.

  "What? I'd compensate Wynter for their work properly, thank you very much. I'll even offer discounted medical care." Isshin pointed, and I chuckled.

  "How tempting." I put away another file as Isshin came up behind me.

  "Oh, this looks better than before too! Good job." He ruffled my hair, and my ears got warmer.

  "I'm an adult, you know." I stated while fixing my hair.

  "Yeah, but you're the size of a kid." Ichigo laughed at his own joke before I kicked the back of his chair and made his gut hit the edge of the desk. "Oof!"

  "I'm not trying to treat you like a kid. You're just so adorable!" Isshin was ruffling my hair some more as my ears burned. "Oi, Ichigo. Find more friends like Wynter. I'm tired of having to pick up after the other ones."

  "My friends pick up after themselves, what do you mean?"

  "Not the reapers that keep coming and going like they live here. And you, keep up the good work." Isshin teasingly pinched my cheek before calling back his next patient.

  "I swear, you're his favorite." Ichigo grumbled.

  "Good thing I don't mind being favoritized." I smirked while fixing my hair once again. Turning back to working on the filing, Ichigo and I chatted to pass the time as patients came and went. Isshin would also check on us each time he switched patients to make sure everything was going smoothly.

  When the last patient of the day was taken back, Ichigo left to go get food. I stayed to answer the phone in case anyone called the clinic. Isshin eventually came out with the last patient and politely sent them off before coming behind the front counter.

  "Ichigo left?"

  "He went to get food since it's late." I stood up from the swivel chair and took the file Isshin had to put it away.

  "And you stayed?"

  "I didn't want to leave the phone unattended while you were busy in case someone called. A few did to reschedule, but I didn't know how to do any of that stuff, so I wrote down their information and said you'd get back to them about scheduling." I pointed at the notepad by the computer, and Isshin glanced at it.

  "Ah, you're really a hard worker. Thank you, Wynter. You really did such a good job." He ruffled my hair, and I crossed my arms while averting my gaze. I was conflicted since I was enjoying the praise....but not in the way I should. Not to mention the head patting and cheek pinching felt a bit childish for someone my age. "Aw, did I make you mad? I'm sorry, I'm just teasing you a bit." Isshin then started fixing my hair himself after messing it up.

  "I know." I sighed and looked at him again to see him smiling.

  "I am serious about the other stuff, though. You did so good." He tilted up my chin, and something about his tone sparked excitement in my veins.

  "Thank you." I muttered, and his eyebrows slightly rose.

  "Don't tell me you overworked yourself. You look like you have a fever." Isshin pressed the underside of his wrist to my forehead, and I cleared my throat.

  "No, I'm good."

  "C'mon. I'll check just to be sure." Isshin then ushered me to the examination room before digging around for the thermometer in a drawer.

  "Seriously, I'm fine."

  "Don't be difficult. Hop up." He patted the table before putting a sanitary sleeve over the oral thermometer. Sighing through my nose, I dragged myself up onto the table.

  "Don't you usually use the forehead one?"

  "It needs new batteries. Open up and lift your tongue." Isshin waved the thermometer at me, and I did as told. He placed it under my tongue before having me close my mouth. "Now, be a good boy and don't bite on that." I heavily swallowed while internally panicking. "Wait, you're nonbinary, right? Should I not call you a good boy?"

  "'S fine." My voice came out quieter than I had intended, making me panic even more. I wasn't entirely sure, but I was getting the feeling he wasn't actually treating me like a child anymore.

  Was he actually flirting? He was Ichigo's dad, that had to be impossible. He was just teasing me again.

  But even if he was Ichigo's dad....he was fucking hot. Isshin was tall, broad, and ruggedly handsome. And if he praised me anymore with that tone of voice, I just might melt into a puddle.

  "That'll just take a second to register." Isshin gently grabbed my wrist, and his large fingers pressed against my pulse. He scoffed while looking at my wrist before turning his gaze up to me. "Are you nervous, or did you have caffeine?"

  I couldn't answer. Not with him looking me right in the eye and standing so close.

  The thermometer beeped, and Isshin grabbed it as I opened my mouth. He only glanced at the tiny screen as if he wasn't actually concerned about the numbers displayed there. Isshin let my wrist go to lean on the examination table as he stood even closer than before.

  "Looks like I was right." He softly sighed while having a serious expression.

  "I-" Before I could insist that I wasn't sick and that he didn't need to go through this, he cut me off.

  "Like to be praised." Isshin tapped the thermometer against my bottom lip while looking at my mouth. "And quite a bit, might I add." He smirked, and my heart was pounding. I was speechless and wide-eyed as I sat there. "Sorry about giving you a hard time today. I wanted to be sure before making a move, you know?" He chuckled.

  "....What?" I muttered, and he looked me in the eye again.

  "I like you, Wynter. You've got a good head on your shoulders." Isshin set the thermometer down and leaned in ever closer to where his face was only inches from mine. "I want to fuck you."

  His bold, blunt statement made the gears in my brain halt. My cheeks got even warmer as I could hear my own heartbeat while my eyes drifted down to his lips so close to mine.

  "Could you say something?" Isshin awkwardly chuckled since I'd gone silent for several long seconds.

  "Yes."

  "What?"

  "Yes." I jumped down from the examination table, making him step back with every step forward I took. His butt hit the counter as he looked down at me from the height difference. "But don't think I'm delicate. If you want someone you have to handle like porcelain, I'm out." My tone was steady as I ran my hands up his stomach.

  "You're more forward than I thought you'd be."

  "You came onto me first. I'm just reciprocating."

  "I didn't say I disliked it." Isshin smirked and grabbed my jaw to tilt my head up. He kissed me as I started unbuttoning his shirt. His lips were soft and warm with such a heated kiss.

  Isshin pulled up the sides of my shirt, and we parted long enough for the garment to come off. He was kissing me again and dropped my shirt onto the counter. I pushed his shirt and white coat off his shoulders, and they fell to the counter. Tugging on his belt, I got the buckle undone before grabbing the button on his pants.

  "You're pretty eager, huh?" Isshin smirked since I already had his zipper undone now.

  "Have you seen yourself? You've also been teasing me all fucking day."

  "It's paying off, though." He chuckled as his hands went down my sides. I pushed his pants down his thighs to see his half-hard cock pressing against his underwear as it was getting harder. Before I could take his underwear off, Isshin picked me up and dropped me onto the examination table.

  He had picked me up as if I weighed nothing, and it only turned me on more. Isshin was kissing down my neck and chest as his hands traveled down my stomach to the front of my jeans. I felt him tug the button open before grabbing the zipper. His hot tongue slid out of his mouth to lick one of my nipples.

  Sparks danced across my skin as he kissed the scars on my chest. Isshin pulled my jeans down, then stood tall while looking down at me and licking his lips. His gaze wandered over me as if he were admiring me, and my eyes were glued to his broad chest and strong arms.

  "You have such soft skin." Isshin ran his hands up my stomach until his palms reached my chest and brushed his thumbs over my nipples. I kicked my shoes off to get my pants off the rest of the way. He squeezed my chest before his hands went down again to grab the hem of my underwear. "Really nice thighs, too."

  "How the Hell are you so buff? I thought you were just a doctor and goofed off the rest of the time."

  "I still train." Isshin chuckled as my underwear was pushed down my thighs. "Damn, you're already so wet."

  "I was turned on before I even came in here, Isshin."

  "Are you really that weak to praise?" He smiled while spreading my legs to stand between my knees. "Is there anything I should avoid doing or saying?"

  "Just nothing extreme."

  "So you really did like being called a good boy?" Isshin tilted his head while grinning as his hands squeezed my thighs.

  "Yeah." I swallowed. "Especially when you use that tone."

  "Understood. Now, you're gonna have to be a little patient so I can prep you. Do you think you can do that for me?" Isshin questioned, and I nodded. "Speak up."

  "Yes."

  "Good boy." He nearly purred as his hands went further up my thighs. My breath shook, and two of his fingers slid between my lips. Isshin gained a lopsided grin as he gathered up slick on his fingers and rubbed my clit.

  I took in a sharp breath as shocks went through my nerves from his touch. His fingers went lower to circle my entrance and tease. My hands gripped the annoyingly crinkly paper on the table. Isshin pushed his fingers in, and my head fell back with a sigh.

  "I didn't think you would've gotten this worked up."

  "You underestimate the power of a sexy man telling me I'm doing a good job." I popped off, and Isshin chuckled.

  "I'll try to remember then." He started pumping his fingers while pressing right against a spot that made my back arch as I moaned. The crinkly paper ripped as he circled his thumb over my clit as well.

  "Fuck~!" My legs nearly clamped shut, but Isshin's waist kept them spread. How he'd found that spot so fast, I wasn't sure, but my mind was spiraling with each stroke and curl of his fingers.

  "You sure are cute when you're squirming like that." Isshin was grinning, and I bucked while moaning. "It's not too much, is it?" I shook my head as the paper tore more. "Then tell me."

  "I-It's not too much." I panted, and he seemed satisfied with that answer.

  "Good." His low purr and deft fingers had me trembling. I could feel my arousal dripping down my ass as he hummed. "I think you're ready for more. What do you think?"

  "Yes, I am." I swallowed, and Isshin pulled his fingers free. I'd been tempted to say no just to keep feeling the mind-blowing pleasure, but I wanted more.

  Isshin pushed his underwear down with one hand while sucking on his wet fingers, and his cock sprung free as he groaned. He then reached back into one of the pockets of his white coat to pull out a small square package.

  "Aren't you delicious?" Isshin cooed once pulling his fingers from his mouth. He tore open the package to pull out a condom and slid it on with ease. Taking a step closer, Isshin used my arousal to slick up his cock by grinding against me.

  He was hot and thick, and I could see why he had wanted to prep me first. If how he used his fingers was anything to go by, I knew I was in for a good time.

  Isshin gently grabbed my hip while sliding the head of his dick down toward my core. I felt him prod against my entrance before he pushed inside. He slowly eased in deeper, and the stretch was divine.

  "Look at you, taking it all." Isshin smirked while watching his cock push in the last inch. "Such a good boy." I bit my bottom lip as I clenched. How he praised me while balls deep was on another level. His voice was low and husky in the best way. "I knew you could do it."

  He pulled out a few inches before thrusting back in. I moaned, and he grabbed my other hip as well to hold me in place. Isshin saw that I was only enjoying this and gradually started going harder and faster.

  His balls smacked against my ass as he groaned and his grip on my hips tightened. Isshin leaned forward to rest his elbow on the table, and his fingers slid into my hair. He was kissing at my neck and collarbone as he panted and grunted.

  "As much as I'd love to take my time with you....we'll need to make this quick." Isshin's voice was breathy.

  Fuck, I'd totally forgotten about Ichigo and how he'd be back any moment now.

  Placing my hands on his firm back, I locked my legs around his waist. He tilted his hips while thrusting and now provided friction to my clit every time his pelvis hit mine. Moaning as my nails dug into his shoulder blades, Isshin nipped the side of my neck.

  "You're doing so good, Wynter." He purred my name, and I was melting as my back arched. "That's it. Feels good, don't it?"

  "Y-Yes~!" I moaned as he nipped again.

  "You feel good, too. Ngh~! So damn good."

  "Fuck!" I hissed while pulling him even closer. Isshin panted and groaned near my ear before pulling my hair as I moaned. His lips were on my throat while his cock pistoned in and out of my pussy at a dizzying pace.

  He was becoming more urgent as the seconds ticked by. Isshin pulled away and placed a hand on my lower stomach, adding pressure that made each thrust feel more intense. His other hand slid between us to rub my clit, and I was gripping the edge of the examination table near my head with white knuckles.

  Isshin's chest rose and fell with each heavy breath as a thin layer of sweat coated his skin. He snapped his hips into me, and I clenched as my head lolled back with a moan.

  "That's it. I've got ya, sweetheart. Now cum for me." I bucked as his voice struck me to the core. "I want to feel it. Can you do that for me, Wynter?" Isshin cooed, and I shivered while crying out in pleasure.

  "Yes! Don't stop!"

  "Good boy. Almost there." He panted and added pressure to my clit. My toes splayed with my thighs locked around Isshin as I finally came undone. His head fell back with a moan while feeling me cumming around his cock. "Fuck, yes~!"

  He firmly grabbed my hips with a near-bruising grip as he kept thrusting. Isshin looked right at me before burying his dick to the hilt inside of me. His mouth hung open with another moan as I could feel him twitching and cumming. With a few extra shallow thrusts, Isshin gave a contented sigh.

  It was quiet for a moment as we tried pulling ourselves together after such an orgasm. Running my hands over my face, I swallowed and panted before feeling him pull out.

  "If you're okay with it, I'd like to do this right and take you out to dinner sometime." Isshin said, and I moved my hands to look at him.

  "Seriously?"

  "I did say I like you." He chuckled while pulling the condom off and tying the end. "We could also take our time then."

  "I can't say no to that." I pushed myself to sit up as my face came closer to Isshin's. "I am rather curious about what else you can do now. My legs feel weak even just from that." He smirked while pulling up his boxers and pants.

  "I'm older than any human could be with many years in the medical field." Isshin leaned one hand on the table as his fingers trailed up my torso. "So I'm very familiar with anatomy." He purred as his fingers went up my throat to my chin. "And I don't mind demonstrating for you."

  Oh, I was definitely having sex with Isshin again.

  Once we got dressed and were exiting the examination room, we saw Ichigo unpacking some fast food bags. He heard us and set down some fries.

  "I got burgers. Everything go okay?" He asked, and I blanked on how to answer.

  "Perfect." Isshin was able to respond calmly as Ichigo glanced at us. He looked as if he was about to say something with a burger in his hand, but he paused with his eyes on me. His brows furrowed as he frowned.

  "What?"

  "....Are those hickeys?" His eyes narrowed, and my cheeks warmed. "Damn it, old man!" Ichigo then shouted while throwing the wrapped burger at Isshin.

  "What?! I couldn't help it! They have such a pretty neck-" He was getting defensive and had caught the burger.

  "Not about the hickeys! I told you to leave Wynter alone, you pervert! I am so sorry, Wynter. If you want to report him-"

  "Oh, no. I probably would've jumped him if he hadn't made the first move." I placed my hands on my hips, and Ichigo froze.

  "Oh? Am I that alluring?" Isshin batted his eyelashes at me.

  "Okay, both of you shut up now!" Ichigo hollered.

  "Hey, it's okay. We're all adults here. I just fucked your dad, is all." Ichigo then threw a burger at me as I was laughing, and I managed to catch it.

  "I hate you both! Fucking awful. You better have sanitized that room!"

[prince-rowan-of-the-forest]

Dragon Quest

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Roman is missing and Janus enlists Virgil and Remus' help to find him. Together they end up on a quest through the imagination, ultimately leading them to... a cuddle pile??

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Warnings: none (that I'm aware of, but please lmk if i need to add any)

Pairings: romantic roceit, platonic anxceitmus, prinxiety and creativitwins

Word count: 2519

Notes: Yes, this is the dragon hoard cuddle pile fic we've been waiting for. Unfortunately, that will be happening in the second chapter, which I have not written yet because I'm tired and running low on creative juice. I promise I'll get to it soon though! Keep an eye on this one :D

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“Remus!” Janus called as he walked into the common room. Just as he expected, within the next five seconds there was a hole in the ceiling through which Remus was hanging upside down by his tentacles. 

“You called?” Remus asked, “Whassup?”

“Have you seen Roman?”

“Uh… don’t think so! But I’ve been in the imagination with Bessy all day-”

“I’ve definitely seen him in the last three days.” Janus interrupted, “And it’s totally not starting to worry me.”

“Ooh-” Remus said, wincing, “You’ve looked in his room?”

“Obviously not.”

“His imagination?” Remus suggested.

“I searched for four hours, but I couldn’t find him in the kingdom or the forest, or the dungeons, almost got killed by a pack of kobolds.”

“Jeez, you good?” Remus asked.

“I’m not fine, I’m more worried about Roman right now,” Janus said, waving him off, “Any other suggestions?”

“The subconscious?” Remus said, frowning.

“We would’ve felt it if he went there,” Janus shook his head, “And Remy visited yesterday, they would’ve said something.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Remus nodded, “...The light sides?”

Janus frowned, why the hell would Roman go up there? Last Janus checked he was still very much avoiding Patton and Logan. Besides, his room was still here, it’s not like he’d gone back properly. 

“He could just be visiting Virgil?” Remus suggested, probably seeing the look on Janus’ face, he dropped down from the ceiling to stand properly on the floor. 

“Perhaps…” Janus sighed, “Do you think we should summon Virgil and see if he knows anything?”

“Eh?” Remus said, shrugging and wandering off towards the kitchen, “Go ahead, I’ma make a sandwich.”

“Don’t you dare,” Janus said, “You know what happened last time you made a sandwich? I’m not having any more fires.”

“That was Roman!” Remus yelled, “Last time I made a sandwich was with the sentient condiment slime!”

“Which is better how exactly?” Janus said, raising an eyebrow, they stared at each other for a moment before Janus sighed, “If you can promise the mess wont leave the kitchen, you can make a sandwich.”

“Fuck yes!” Remus grinned, “Promise!”

Janus rolled his eyes, “I’m going to search for Virgil.”

“Lemme know if you find Ro!”

—-

“...Janus?” Virgil said through the crack in his door, looking a little perplexed, “The hell are you doing up here?”

“Have you seen Roman?” Janus asked, Virgil’s expression immediately morphed from confusion to panic.

“No?” Virgil said, opening his door properly, “Isn’t he with you guys?”

“Neither Remus or I have seen him for multiple days.” Janus explained, “I am totally not starting to get slightly frantic and I was wondering if he was with you for some reason.”

“I uh- no I haven’t seen him, but- I can help you guys look-if you want?” Virgil said, putting his hands in his pockets, “I mean- maybe?”

Janus shook his head, "Absolutely not, I don't want your help whatsoever, it's not like you've known Roman longer than we have or anything." 

Sighing, Virgil stepped out of his door and closed it behind him, "Where's Remus?" 

"Making a sandwich and hopefully wrecking my entire kitchen, why?" 

"Because he can navigate the imagination better than we can- if you've looked around the mindscape then he's probably in there," Virgil said, leading the way down the hallway. Janus would have suggested sinking out, but he suspected Virgil needed time to mentally prepare to go downstairs. Despite Remus' invitation, Virgil hadn't stepped a foot in the darkside's mindscape since he'd left.

"I've already checked the imagination." Janus said, possibly a little too haughtily. 

Virgil turned to stare at him for a second before sighing, "His imagination is infinite, dumbass, you couldn't have checked it all, and you wouldn't have found him, especially if he didn't want you to, which is why we need Remus." 

Frowning, Janus followed Virgil back downstairs where they found that Remus, luckily, hadn't completely destroyed the kitchen.

"Hi Vee!" Remus called, waving before he shoved half a sandwich in his mouth all at once. Janus winced.

"uh… hey Remus," Virgil said, narrowing his eyes at Remus, "What- is that?" 

"PB&J!" Remus grinned, waving the second half of the sandwich - which was dripping jam and something that looked far too runny to be peanut butter onto the floor, "With pickle juice!" 

That would be it. 

"Disgusting! Anyway," Virgil said, turning back to Janus, "Is there any reason you can think of that he might have gone off to hide?" 

Janus shared a look with Remus, who shrugged. Janus sighed, "Not that I noticed… Did anything happen at the last meeting?" 

“Other than Roman having grown horns out of nowhere? Not really,” Virgil said, before his eyes widened, “Wait- that’s probably it, isn’t it?”

“Whatever do you mean, Virgil?” Janus asked, confused.

“Remember how when I got mine I basically took over part of Remus’ forest?” Virgil said, crossing his arms.

“Some of the webs are still there!” Remus said, grinning, “I made some funky spiders to fill them!”

“Right, and Remus went off and hid in a la- ohh…” Janus said, realising what Virgil was implying.

“So, if we can figure out where Roman’s beastie would be likely to hide, we could probably find Roman there too,” Virgil said with an exasperated sigh, “Seriously you didn’t figure this out yourself, Jan?”

“I feel as though I’m being unnecessarily mocked because I was worried about my boyfriend’s disappearance,” Janus said, crossing his arms with an annoyed huff. Virgil sighed and waved him off.

“‘Kay well if Ro’s a dragon then he’s probably in a cave somewhere,” Remus said, before gasping, “Oh! He has this big mountain range where all the dragons in his imagination live, he’s probably gone there!”

Virgil shuddered, “Are the other dragons likely to try and eat us?”

“I guess we’ll find out!” Remus said, grinning.

“I suppose we don’t want set off as soon as possible, then?” Janus said, raising an eyebrow, “Virgil, will you be coming?”

“Sure why not,” Virgil said with a sigh, “I’ve got nothing better to do.”

“Hooray!” Remus cheered, chucking the rest of his sandwich onto the side and running off. 

—-

Virgil didn’t know what to expect when the three of them walked through the big red and gold doors to the imagination, but it certainly wasn’t to have his outfit changed, his hoodie was replaced with a long hooded cloak featuring the same patchy style. He’d gained what seemed to be arm guards that ended in fingerless gloves as well as a loose grey tunic and tight black trousers. He was also a little surprised to note that he had multiple weapons concealed on his person as well as a bow slung over his shoulder. Virgil didn’t have a single clue about archery, but whatever, at least he wasn’t Janus.

“You look like a victorian woman!” Remus said between snorting laughter whilst Janus crossed his arms over an elegant-looking black and gold bodice with a white off-the-shoulder shirt with long white gloves replacing his yellow ones. Not only that, but he also sported a loose cape jacket and a bell skirt that stopped just above his ankles, where Virgil could just about make out what looked like riding boots under the mass of ruffles. Janus sighed.

“Looks like we’re on a quest,” Janus said, sounding like he couldn’t be less excited about the fact.

“Yay!” Remus cheered, medieval knight’s armour clanking as he raised his Morningstar to the sky. 

“Wonderful,” Virgil deadpanned, “Will one of you explain what the hell this is?”

“This hasn’t happened to you before?” Janus asked, seeming mostly tired.

“...no?? Usually my clothes don’t randomly change into something else when I go into the imagination?” Virgil said, throwing his hands into the air. 

Janus sighed and shook his head, whilst Remus leant on his Morningstar and shook his head at Virgil.

“It’s basically like, y’know when Roman does daydream mode?” Remus said, Virgil nodded, “It’s like that but even more… daydreamy, and in the imagination, we call it quest mode.”

“More or less, we have been assigned roles, and while it totally matters if we don’t go along with whatever storyline we are presented with going forward, there will be a storyline that will likely lead us to Roman.” Janus explained, crossing his arms over the corset. Virgil couldn’t help but notice how much jewellery Janus was wearing compared to the rest of them, a gold bar necklace, a silver chain that housed what looked like a ruby pendant, and earrings, bracelets and rings. Virgil was only wearing a black choker with a small silver moon pendant and Remus was wearing no jewellery at all. 

“So we’re heading for the mountains but looking out for whatever this storyline is on the way?” Virgil asked.

“Basically, yes.” Janus nodded, “I have no idea how easy it’ll be to climb a mountain in this dress, though.”

“We’ll figure that out when we come to it.” Virgil sighed, “Remus?”

“Mmh?” Remus said, turning from where he was attempting to shove one of the whimsical forest mushrooms into his mouth.

“Don’t eat that,” Virgil sighed, “Do you know which way we gotta go?”

“Oh yeah,” Remus nodded, spitting out the mushroom and standing up, “North.”

“...Which way is north?” Virgil asked, crossing his arms. Remus rolled his eyes and pointed down the path that seemed to lead them through the woods, which were much more fairy-like than Virgil remembered. If this was some fantasy quest like Remus had described, Virgil wouldn’t even be surprised if they were in some kind of fairyland. 

“We totally shouldn’t stick together,” Janus spoke up the moment Remus went to leave the path.

“You don’t say,” Virgil said, taking a knife from a holder on his arm guard and flipping it mindlessly from hand to hand, “And don’t go off the path, Roman’s told me enough about fae lore to know that, at least.”

—-

They had been walking for maybe an hour - Virgil was finding it difficult to tell the time - before the trees around them began to thin. Once the three of them were free of the forest completely Remus excitedly pointed out the mountains they were headed towards in the distance. God that looked… far. 

“You think we should’ve packed like… food or something?” Virgil asked, frowning. He wasn’t tired yet, not from just an hour’s walk through what was really a fairly peaceful forest, but the hilly fields and river valleys didn’t look like they’d be much fun to traverse. 

“It totally wouldn’t have been wise.” Janus said, taking a few deep breaths, “How on earth did Victorian women wear this every day? This dress totally isn’t incredibly heavy.”

“Jan just doesn’t like dressing like a girl,” Remus said, “Sexist.”

“I’m not sexist, you dunce,” Janus huffed, “I definitely have qualms about ‘dressing like a girl’ These clothes are just… incredibly practical for the amount of walking we have ahead of us.”

“Awee poor Janny, stuck in a big poofy dress,” Remus taunted, “This armour’s all hot and sticky but you don’t see me complaining!”

“Yes, because ‘hot and sticky’ totally isn’t something that you’ve mentioned you enjoy being multiple times in the past,” Janus huffed. 

“Guys shut up,” Virgil said, raising a hand, “Do you hear that?”

“Hear what?” Remus asked, Virgil glared.

“If you shut up you might- woah!” Virgil yelped, jumping back as something swept down from the sky and snatched Janus - who didn’t even get the chance to so much as yelp - up far too quickly for him too see more than a red, white and gold blur. Once he’d realised what had happened, though, Virgil shaded his eyes, squinting up into the sky to try and get a look at the kidnapper. He could make out what looked like dragon wings, though they were much smaller than any of the other dragons he’d seen in Roman’s imagination before…

“Was that fucking Roman?” Remus yelled, gesturing wildly at the sky. 

“I don’t- that was- that happened too quickly for me to tell!” Virgil cried in confusion. 

“Welp we’re fucked, there goes the brain cell,” Remus said, putting his head in his hands in what Virgil was pretty sure was mock sorrow.

“Wait hold up- Roman has wings?? ” Virgil said, "Also excuse you! I have a braincell!"

“Uh, yeah Virgil, he’s a dragon, haven’t we gone over this?” Remus asked, raising an eyebrow at him. 

“You never told me he has wings!” Virgil cried, throwing his hands up into the air before sitting down on a large outcropping rock, “What the hell are we supposed to do now.”

“Uh, duh, we go follow them?” Remus said, gesturing his hand in that direction.

“It’ll take us hours to walk!” Virgil yelled, head in hands, “What if that wasn’t even Roman that took him! What if it was that- I don’t know- that Dragon Witch character he created ages ago and Janus is actually in trouble?”

“Woah dude, ok first of all no-ones gonna get hurt here, this is Ro’s imagination, so it’s not even fun like mine, Jan has object impermanence plot armour bullshit like Logan does too,” Remus said, picking his nails, “So even if that wasn’t Roman, Jan’ll be fine, and if it was or not we should still go after them because of the storyline Janus mentioned earlier, remember?”

Virgil shook his hands out, “Yeah, yeah, you’re right, that doesn’t change the fact that it’s gonna take us forever to get there.”

“Hey look,” Remus said in a mocking tone as two horses trotted out of the forest, “Horses that I totally didn’t just summon because I can do that too!”

Virgil eyed the horses suspiciously, “They’re not gonna like, attack me or- i don’t know turn into the demogorgon or something, are they?” He asked as Remus swung himself onto the back of the armoured black and white seemingly innocent shire horse. 

“Find out!” Remus cackled, “Now c'mon or you’ll be left behind!”

He thought that he’d rather potentially be attacked by a demon horse than be left totally alone in the imagination, so he - begrudgingly - climbed onto the back of the Andalusian and grabbed onto the saddle, suddenly realising that he had never ridden a horse in his life. Luckily the mare didn’t seem much bothered by his nervousness as she leaned down to graze the grass at her feet. 

“Remus?” Virgil said, awkwardly grabbing the reins. 

“Yeah, Virgin?” Remus called, having already started his own horse forward, “Are ya coming?”

“I uh- I don’t know how to ride a horse-” Virgil said, Remus rolled his eyes.

“Dumbass, it’s imaginary,” Remus said, “You can do whatever the fuck you want, you don’t gotta do it right .”

“Oh,” Virgil mumbled.

“Left-brained sides, I’ll never understand you dorks,” Remus mumbled as he urged his horse to continue walking. Virgil did the same - surprised to find that it actually worked - and together they set off to follow the speck in the distant sky that was Janus and probably-Roman.

Virgil really hoped that Janus, at least, was having a good time, wherever he was right now.

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Tags: @full-of-roman-angst-trash @reptilianrapscallion420 @your-local-random-dino @cutebisexualmess (if anyone wants to be added let me know1)

I'm also going to tag @doteddestroyer because you seemed to have a vested interest in this fic in particular. hehe

[zeeposting]

tired eepy rambler wamring very long and not good spelling I'm tired how do I add this in why isn't it working :( YAY I DID IT :D I'm so tired.

eaipugapbjnlkwe43uo3thfqww; keyboard= asmh

im tired

typing feels weird like my fingers feel heavier or something idk how to explain It

oh my golly gosh every time I blink like. not manually it feels sliike the lights fligkcerd like huh why do my eyes do that

im so tired yet hardly tired at the same time

my typing is so bad (sign of eepy) Im tearing up a bit I think (either sign of eepy or I got an eyelash in my eye) but also I don't really feel all that tired. but I am tireed

i wanna go home but I KNOW my parents are gonna be talking for SO LONG so I'll probably go home at 10 or something

i wish more of m friends were open to talk I want to annoy multiple of my friends like I wanna talk

im rambling but ioh well

irihhherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr pok uhhh what happening idk

maybe its home time? no I don't think so :(

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee I just wanna hold my finger on one key I'm eepy

dude I forgot to write. LAC is postponed again, sorry gator you and the actual characters are going back to the "I always forget them" side of my brain oh my golly I coulda written more camp of keys!! except I have no idea where I'm going with that. uhh think think thinks what is this Pepsi ad??? anyways uhh.... what could hppen that would make sense.... maybe uhh... maybe wait is Ella going with them?? I don't think so. yeah no. okay so maybe storme says something and Clarissa basically goes back to depression mode?? but what would bring her back there. maybe Leah just starts getting all sad. and that makes clarissa sad. dude what if like I had an eepy story that I wrote more of every time I was eepy. like. no typing corrections, no thinking about it in the day, just every night when I think "oh I'm kinda eepy" I continue the story suighs I don't like having praces

bee Kay have it your way. you rule!

i want to write scroll and Quill lore but I don't at the same time. like I want to write it all out but also I have like no idea how that would work I have like half of it figured out what happened on that day I dunn!!! i love scroll and Quill sm like dude I justwant to hold them and talk to them and idk I just love those little gay freaks so much I love them and their lore and everyone involved in their story

when someone tells me they like one of my characters I have to draw thme nore tlike especially one o y friends like ryu ryu likes floe and that's why I'm gdaing globe so much more fonten because I want to make ryu happy like I just want to make my friends happy I don't really care about myself I just want them to be happy. i tell my friend that she can spam me jer worries int he private chat of this ma and her because I want her to feel btert, I don't really care I just want her to feel better.

m yypung is so bad because I'm so tired I guess but I don't really feel like fixing it. sorry I can translate in the morning but no ones gonna read this because who actuallycareas

i mean maybe ryu but like.why idk. maybe Milly. man idk

this is gonna turn into an acicnela vent or something but idrc I'm just tired ok??

tbh I don't feel like a good friend lately. idk o don't feel like elaborating but I do

in science we got to play jeopardy and the team names were so stupid

Jackie Likes Pencils, TikTok Rizz Party, Skibidy Stephen, The Billy Bus, Team Chicken Leg

(yes all of those are spelt properly I made sure of it. yes it was spelt skiidy ask inki.)

guess what team was me, inki, Ezra and ratthew comet? haha. team chicken leg. SOWA CREWMA!!!!!

man I'm tired. like eepy. super epy.

i love rue so much shes just a cute lotel pony and like she sjst so cute and I love her so much shes oh my gosh I miss Chico he's so cute and silly and goofy and funnyand I miss him.

i love my friends sm thank you

friend I wont name #1, bubblez, inki, Ezra, ryu, Milly, kit (asktrianglesblog rn), Abb, rabbit, friend I wont name #2, sapp, Ollie, zoe/fishy (I don't remember sorry) I love you all so so much

i want to cry a bit. so lets yap about something happier

should I make another character. yes

im thinking TANA melatonin for some reason. no not them stop it. dude I love TANA so much especially mug and battery and valentine they're so cool I cant wait for the actual thing to come out. or for it to come across my path idk if its actually gonna be a thing okay hmm what objects are around.

what abotu a gouwer. no that's basic plus I already have night. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee why si this kids bday party football themed dude you don't like football at least uve never said anything about it at least around me???

what aib0ut uhh.. random object generator help

yk I don't have a lot of characters with names that end in uy! so. hmm jammy. like a jar of ja,. what jams are there I don't think iev ever had jam

plum han!! jammy!! !rhehe silly. any pronouns. just a silly guy.

look at her shes so silly and so funny I love her already I don't want to give her lore she's just a silly farmer that makes jam and she gets soopu eepy like me when she doesn't have his jam beucae I said so. he's my eepy character. my ltiel eepy friend. I love him already just a silly farmer wait should he have a love interest? NO. aroace jammy. #aroacejammyforpresident2024

im rambling so much but I don't want to put on a keep on reading because do I care no. read to learn about jammy. lol what if someone read it as jimmy. Jimmy jammy. hheh,o orphan in black?? tv what are you talking about who is that.

oh no someone approaching AAA!! haha other side of the couch they are. why is my batter on re dnoo oh yeah hour 54 left

dude I knew I was gonna leave at 10 its 941 nd I'm still here.

jammy is so cute I love them so much. I should draw them more

hegegehe happy jammy

i don't like that noise :( loud

dude in so tired I'm fighting the urge to say dude in every sentance

what is arm lasseration? dhters a guy and he's a police guy or something familyy friend and he just got a call thing on the walkie talkie II and uhh he said "ooh lovely!{" "what" "arm lasseratioin" what does that mean.

ohh its like a cut. it breaks the skin. okayyy!!!

im gonna draw sad jammy because I feel like it :(

i love drawing on my d=touch screen computer its so fun

i fee like jammy should be my comfort character like I love them somuhc they're just my eepy gal

jammy no your half filled with juice jammy you need more jam your gonna die!!1 of EEPYJNES!!

aww look eeping jammy I love them so much I keep saying that but I love jammy they are a part of me I drew eepy jammy because I want to go jhome and sleep and think about scroll and Quill I don't think I'm gonna read tonight because I'm so tired and its interesting but dude I'm so tired I wanna go to sleep :(

i know I'm talking way too much but I don't care I'm eepy. there you get your keep on reading because I guess its too much

jammy I love you

i just wanna hug jammy and go to sleep in a /p kinda way I love them so much

dude jammy is just so cute I love them they look so huggable

OMG YAY HOME TIME!! YAYAYAYYAAYYA CHCRPUHOSUBWH:OU SCREMASS GINALLY HOME HOME HOME TIME YAYAYAYAYYA I'm so tired I want to sleep yeah that's all for this.

pleas draw jammy guys I love them.

dude I'm gonna look a this tomorrow and be so concerned

honk mimiii honk mimiii goodnight

[thralloftimegaming]

November Gamedev Progress

AHhhhhhh! Another month over!? I have no idea where it went :(

I hope you're all doing great! (Cross posted from Patreon; https://www.patreon.com/posts/74059613 please go there if you want to see all the images without clickign, tumblr doesn’t like the size :’( )

Calander

Changed the total number of Months from 13 to 12, added Seasons which last 3 Months. Seasons have weighted Weather so more Snow in the last one (Winter?), more Rain in the second one! (Spring?). Trying to come up with some other Weather events that wont be too disruptive. It was really foggy a few days ago so now I wanna try and code that X'D

Saving/Loading

This is the big one, what I spent most of this month working on;

I've set up a Save/Load system! I'll slowly give all the different major objects their own part but currently I've got Trees/Grass/Rocks/some system stuff all being recreated correctly in a loaded world!

So in this gif I start a game, save (note the debug come up), quit to title (lacking a title XD), then start a new game; it's a different map! Then I quit again and load the saved world! <3 <3 <3

Got the first batch of Buildings stored! Buildings that Craft Items and those that Convert them all set!

And also Benches and their tops work! This was an extra bit of challenge, since instead of just replacing a Bench with say the Distiller, I update it with a SubType, so I've added a check and a loop to the load code. If it creates a building with a SubType it will do a second go of the Creation code and it gets upgraded to a Distiller!

There's still more to do with the Save system, I've been taking it slow to ensure that I don't mess anything up. Saving the customisation of Buildings that are made out of multiple parts like Houses is gonna be a challenge. I have an idea of how to do it, it's just getting it to work will be a pain.

Also saving the ownership data, say for a Goblin and it's Home/Work, or a Pet and it's Nest. I can't save the object ID between games so I'll have to use the object type and it's coordinates.

LAST MINUTE ADDITION!

Got Buildings Saving their Carpets/Rugs, should be able to store the Wall/Floor colours and Building Part placements (like Beds) the same way! But I am tired, and hungry, so maybe for next months update? :S

Bugs

LOADS of little fixes here and there, such as;

Fixed a bug were Item shadow's were clipping underneath flooring and snow.

Snow and Flooring now use the -bbox_top so they have a lower depth priority, and I added an offset to Item's depth (forgot I had to add it to the bounce code!)

Fixed a bug where Dry Grass wouldn't be recreated when Loading a game.

Fixed a bug where Dry Grass wouldn't spawn on Beaches.

Fixed a bug where loading a game would make fully grown trees sprout a new one each time you loaded.

Fixed Tall Grass not spawning in Swamp Biomes.

Updated the Culling System to properly cull Buildings that are made out of multiple parts, previously it just didn't cull them. Now when the main part gets culled all the other parts get culled into a part list that later gets checked when the master is unculled. Getting this to work with the Save/Load system though is gonna be a PAIN!

Fixed a bug where Houses would move when you saved and loaded :S

Visuals

Set up Flooring to give you a slight visible y offset, so it's like you're actually standing on something higher!

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Makes it more distinctive to Paving!

OOoo! This is better!

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Swapped the offset on Paving for one on Flooring, and adjusted the Depth on JUST Flooring, so now you can stand behind the raised floor! :D

Got Snow set up for working on Roofing, noticed some issues with my Roofing autotiling, so I think I need to remake that from scrap. :(

OK! Scrapped that Roofing because the thinner sections were giving me a massive headache trying to autotile. Made a much simpler one which was about all I could draw without tearing my hear out or the mouse out of the computer.

and it also works with snow! https://i.imgur.com/xiVyvDM.mp4

Might need to adjust the height a bit more, so trees and the statue don't clip through?

Adjusted the offset for drawing roofing, and changed the Create/Destroy selector to more accurately show that you are over roofing, looks better to me.

I also extended the height of the extra bit of Roof drawn on lowest so it connects with Walls, I might change that and instead put it as part of the Wall itself so it's like the wall is taller?

Lighting

I keep messing with them, I think this is better? Did some rework with how darkness works and layered up all lights so there's three levels of brightness from each source.

https://i.imgur.com/wFejNV4.mp4

All in all not a bad months work!! XDXDXD

(apparently the feet should be here by the 4th?)

Thanks as always to my supporters and to you all reading this.

I hope you all had a great month, keep being awesome everyone!! <3 <3 <3

[zoeykallus]

my weighted stuffed animal came today!!!

i can either imagine a phenomenal wrecker cuddle session with it, or hunter stealing it and cuddling it to help with sensory overload :D

Oh how cute! Hope it's alright if I focus on Wrecker this time, he's not getting enough love in my opinion.

Wrecker x Reader - Soft One-Shot- Down To Cuddle Town

Your new stuffed animal get's lost before you can actually enjoy it. On your search for the lost sleeping buddy, you discover a sweet little surprise.

Yesterday afternoon you had finally been able to pick up weighted stuffed animal, but more than 24 hours had passed in the meantime and you had not yet been able to use or enjoy it properly at all. The last two days had been eventful and exhausting. But now you were running back and forth between the cabins of the new, converted Marauder, desperately searching for your cuddly toy.

That stuffed animal was a stress reliever, supposed to help you sleep. But it was no longer sitting on your bed in your cabin, where you had left it. You had searched your whole cabin very thoroughly, thinking that maybe you had put it somewhere else and just didn't know it anymore, after all there had been a lot going on.

After what felt like an eternity of searching, you felt frustration rising in you. Crosshair had teased you about the stuffed animal, made fun of it a bit, not maliciously, but still, maybe he had hidden the stuffed animal to annoy you a bit, wouldn't be the first time doing something like that or something similar.

"CROSSHAIR!"

You pounded on the door of his cabin, furious. You heard his footsteps, when he opened he was wearing only his blacks. He looked tired, as if you had just roused him from sleep, and his gaze was so sharp and penetrating that you almost forgot your anger. You just remembered one important rule about Crosshair, one you just had broken yourself; Never wake Crosshair.

"What the hell do you want?" he asked cuttingly trying to burn you under his gaze.

"My stuffed animal."

He frowned angrily.

"What does that have to do with me?" he growled.

"Did you hide it?"

Crosshair rolled his eyes, "No I didn't and now let me sleep or I'll fry you for breakfast tomorrow".

With those words his cabin door closed again.

To you it hadn't seemed like he was lying, but if Crosshair had nothing to do with kidnapping your cuddly toy, then what had happened?

You walked further down the hall and passed Wrecker's door, it was open and Wrecker was lying in his bed. Actually you would have politely looked away maybe closed his door, but a spot of color in his arm that looked familiar piqued your curiosity and you took a closer look.

Wrecker was lying in his bed and had your stuffed animal in his arms. You had not expected that.

You entered the room, quietly at first, curious and confused. You finally stood right next to him and saw your cuddly toy quite clearly. Wrecker had both arms wrapped around it and was sleeping peacefully. Somehow the whole thing looked cute. You sighed, you couldn't bring yourself to wake him up or just pull the cuddly toy out of his arms. With another sigh, you turned around and were about to leave the room when you heard his voice behind you.

"Hey, Mesh'la, what are you doing here?" he asked softly, his voice slightly husky from his sleep.

When you turned around, he sat up in his bed and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

"Looking for my stuffed animal," you admitted.

"Oh."

The look he gave you was caught and shy.

"Sorry, Mesh'la, you were still out and about and since I lost Lula I don't sleep so well anymore. I thought for you the stuffed animal is just decoration or something, didn't think you really miss it. Still shouldn't have just taken it, of course."

"You lost Lula?" you asked, surprised.

Wrecker nodded sadly.

"I didn't know that at all. We can take turns with the stuffed animal," you suggested.

You really liked Wrecker, of course you felt sorry for him and wanted to help him somehow.

Wrecker smiled shyly at you and said, "That's very sweet of you, but I have another idea."

"Oh yeah?" you asked, surprised.

"We could cuddle together with the stuffed animal".

"Together?" you asked, confused.

Wrecker nodded.

"Yes together, I can hug both of you, maybe we will all sleep better".

You had to grin automatically, you liked the idea, also that Wrecker wanted to be close to you.

Wrecker lay down, with the stuffed animal in his arms and tapped his free hand invitingly on his bed.

"Come on Mesh'la, let's just try it out" with a chuckle he added "Let's go down to cuddle town"

With a shy "okay", you climbed into bed with him and lay down in his arm which he spread out invitingly. He gently pulled you close to him and your cuddly toy. It was so warm, so cozy, so safe.

You looked at each other and his gaze was so warm and gentle that your heart beat a little faster.

"So, how does it feel?" he asked softly.

With a sweet smile you said, „I like it here, dI could get used to this“

Wrecker laughed softly, „I could get used to this too“

You cuddled up closer to him, feeling his warmth.

„I look out for the both of you tonight, okay?“,Wrecker whispered and placed a soft, chaste kiss on your forhead.

You sighed softly, „Thank you Wrecker“ and closed your eyes, feeling safe and comfortable, more so than probably ever before.

[lovelywingsart]

Metallic (18+)

-- Karl Heisenberg X OC (AFAB, She/They) --

Oh lord here we go- Ok, first off, y'all get a small paragraph beforehand, please forgive me. :'D I've... never posted smut THIS PUBLICLY before. This is admittedly incredibly nerve-wracking and I'm hella nervous because I feel like I write... 'conservatively'? You'll see what I mean. So... Please go easy on me for this one...? I'm great for sweet stuff and angst, but smut is a whole other beast despite NSFW being one of my favorite art forms when drawing. I mean, I've already made a few *spicy* art pieces for them, but just... Writing is difficult. I mean, I really hope you guys like it anyway!! But fair warning. THIS is new for me. QuQ I do have a few more smut pieces in the works, but this was the first one written.

So uh... on to the story, I guess...!

**Small reminder that I have a small 'Masterlist' for these!**

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*Warning?: Hella smut, lots of biting, choking and kisses, some blood from said biting, just rough sex in general? Normal, to rough, to fluff. not entirely sure what else to add?? :'D It's all consensual, no worries.

Summary: With some high tensions, a smart mouth, and some unfortunate forgetfulness, Emelia gets herself into a bit of... 'trouble' with the notorious Metal Man. But maybe this time she bit off a bit more than she could chew... Not that she really ends up minding.

A pair of footsteps echoed through the underground tunnels of the factory, almost mimicking the constant sounds of pickaxes being dug into the stone. The walking man looked around every once in a while, seemingly proud of whatever progress had been made.

"All is going well. Good, good." He said proudly, puffing on the cigar he held between his fingers. The woman next to him rolled her eye. The small lights of the tunnels glinted in the glasses he wore as he turned his head to glance at her. "Is there a problem?" He chuckled.

"If by 'well' you mean 'excruciatingly slow by dimwitted slaves', then yes."

"Would you like to join them then, Emmy?"

"Bloody hell, no. I'm still sore from lugging those damned carts around..." Emelia mumbled, reaching to rub behind her neck. The man next to her chuckled again, handing over his cigar. He stepped forward slightly as she took it, holding out his free arm.

"And yet you're still walking!" He chimed, looking back at her as she puffed on the cigar, herself. "We'll change that soon enough."

"I'm not working myself to death, Heisenberg." She huffed, picking up speed and shoving the cigar back into his face. "While factory productions are important to me too, perhaps learn the definition of a 'break', and not as in 'break my back'."

Karl took the cigar with amusement as she walked forward ahead, clearly heading back to the main building.

"First you tell me to work harder, then you say not at all." He mused, following closely. "Has it ever occurred to you that maybe I can do what I want?"

"And yet, what you want is what affects YOUR factory in the long run... Timing, Karl."

"You act as if you know more about MY factory than I do."

"And what do you know?"

"Everything."

"Good, then you know I'm heading upstairs to rest for a moment."

"I assumed so."

~

The two wandered along the corridors to a hall with stairs leading to a metal door, sharing the cigar before she went forward and kicked the door open, snorting as she heard an irritated grunt behind her.

"If you break that, you're fixing it." He muttered, setting his hammer down to the side as he took the cigar from her. She snorted, tossing her own weapon to the side, watching it land on a pile of fabrics used for either covering machinery or covering herself when she slept, whichever happened to come first.

"You say that as if it would be difficult." She retorted, taking her hair out of the tie it was in and running her hand through it before stretching slightly as he walked past her to sit in a chair next to a desk in the room they were in. It was similar to a bedroom, but not quite. 'More like an office with a small bed' , she always said, occasionally taking residence on said 'bed' when she was tired. She felt Heisenbergs eyes on her as her muscles stretched and popped, and she let out a satisfied groan.

"It wouldn't be, but you'll have to make a new one from scratch." He said, arching a brow as he leaned back in the chair. She rolled her eye, moving to stretch her arms in front of her.

"Again, not hard." She shrugged, finally moving towards the desk he was next to. "Making a door takes less brains than you already have."

"Are you calling me an idiot?"

"I'm not calling you a genius."

She almost laughed as she saw him pause before taking a long drag on the cigar.

"I'm going to pretend I didn't just hear you say that." He sighed. She shrugged, leaning over the table and looking over the papers that had been laying on it.

"It's a joke, Heisenberg. I'll admit you're more intelligent than you let on." She said, moving the papers and other objects slightly while looking at them. She then paused as she held them, her eye going over the plans, x-rays, and sketches. "Did you leave out the other Soldat plans?"

"They're in with the cadou notes. I thought you would have seen them." He said simply, reaching for a manila folder on the corner of the table. He put the cigar in his mouth as he opened it and flipped through with a huff. "The new ones haven't been functioning properly, damn things... I'm thinking of rewiring the circuits to the brain.".

"Wouldn't that cause more damage than good?"

"Not if it's done properly." He chewed on the cigar for a moment before flipping over one of the papers. "The worst that could happen is the head exploding from the current. In that case-"

"Lycan food?" She suggested. He nodded in agreement.

"Lycan food. They're mostly useless to me otherwise..."

"As are most things..." she muttered, earning a glance. She looked back at him. "What? Am I wrong?"

"Not necessarily. Others do still have use."

"How?" She asked, turning to face him. "No head means no use."

He shrugged, tossing the folder back onto the table before leaning back in the chair.

"Replace certain muscle tissue and bones with pneumatic or hydraulic systems, whichever proves to be less of a pain in the ass that day, hot wire circuits to the remaining muscle structures, add an engine system into the chest with a strong battery..." he tilted his head slightly, almost as if he were picturing the plans in his head, thinking of more details as he went along. "They would quite literally be mindless, but a few shocks and currents would make them go just fine."

"Sounds a bit like you..." Emelia snorted, turning back to the table to organize the papers as he glared at her. "Shall I pick a few poor sods from the village to test this?"

"Or I could just use you..." he muttered.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Keep making your ass-backwards comments and see what happens." He shot back, finally pushing himself up to stand. "Yes, I'd like you to do that. Fresh bodies work best for the experiments. I'll send out the Lycans as well, given they don't tear them apart."

"That wouldn't matter anyway, Karl. You'll just stitch them back up like you always do."

"I could, couldn't I?" He started, taking a step closer to stand next to her with a sinister smile. "Or I could make YOU do it. You seem to have fun with tearing things apart and putting them back together-"

"I'm NOT sewing your bloody creations together." She interrupted. "I'll kill them and I'll tear them to shreds, or I'll assist with the inner workings of the mechanics. I don't sew."

"You'll learn."

"Like hell I will."

"I'll make you."

"Bullocks."

"Keep talking, Emelia." He dared, his voice lowering in a threatening manor. "I'm not in the mood."

"You were before we got here." She challenged. She only held her breath as he suddenly snuffed out the cigar on the table itself while his eyes seemed to stare directly through her.

"That's what happens when you keep insulting me, Emmy. I start to get angry. You know that."

She felt a chill down her spine at his voice. It was different from any other time she had aggravated him... It was as if she were in actual danger. His face was only inches away from hers, and he smirked once he noticed her hesitation.

"Scared, Emelia?"

She kept her eye on him, watching his movements carefully. No, No she wasn't in danger... Maybe.

"No." She replied, lifting her chin slightly as he arched a brow.

"Oh?"

"What is it you say to me...? I'm 'in a mood'...? Because I believe you're currently in one, yourself." She asked, finally moving forward and brushing past him in a nonchalant manor despite being somewhat stiff in her movements. "Drink some coffee and throw a few things around with that power of yours, you'll be fine."

She felt his eyes on her as she neared a cushioned chair against the wall.

"I'll throw YOU around..." He growled, taking amusement in her body slowing down as he spoke. He walked towards her as she turned to face him. "See how that pretty mouth works after your head goes through a wall."

"You forget I've stopped your hammer with my arm." She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest before smirking. "You smashing my head through a wall would be as effective as Sturm trying to hold something with his nubs."

"You don't seem to understand what I can do to you, Emelia."

"And you don't seem to understand the amount of fucks I don't give, Karl."

His arm twitched slightly, and she glanced over as metal pieces on the floor began to shake just slightly. She just hoped he wouldn't direct his power towards her...

"If you would like to play, I'll GLADLY entertain you."

She suddenly got in his face, a mischievous, antagonistic spark in the gold of her eye.

"Entertain me HOW? Throw me to the Lycans? The Varcolacs? Hell, let Urias get ahold of me, see what happens."

He bared his teeth in a snarl, though the corners of his mouth stayed in a malicious grin.

"I'll turn YOU into a goddamn Soldat, you'll be so full of metal you won't be able to FUNCTION without me-"

"I'm more afraid of your SISTER than I am you!"

Her smirk widened as she saw a sudden spark of anger in his face, his smile faltering.

"Don't you dare attempt to bring that bitch into this, I'll put my hammer straight into your skull-"

"TRY ME, THEN-" She started, only to give a yelping gasp in surprise as Heisenberg slammed her against the wall by her throat.

"Shut your damn hole!!!-" He snarled. His grip was tight, but he seemed to stop once he glanced at her open mouth. All of a sudden the air around them changed, and she stared at him with confusion in her one golden eye. "Oh, Emmy, you didn't tell me!" He said with a sudden cheerful tone, moving his hand from her throat to her jaw. He switched so quickly...

"Wh-" she began, only to stop as her jaw was yanked open. She was confused until she saw the reflection of her tongue piercing in his glasses.

Shit.

"Well well, I guess you've got some metal in you after all. I won't have to try as hard..." He chuckled, tilting his head as she stared at her own reflection. "What else are you hiding from me, Emmy?"

Her eye was wide in simultaneous fear and curiosity. She knew she couldn't have hidden the piercings forever, but certainly longer than this. She usually at least took the one out of her mouth when around him given how often they talked for this reason... But even then, he had never noticed it before. Why now?! She kicked herself for forgetting. She wanted to shove him away... Shove him and run. Would he chase her? He was most definitely trying to scare her, she knew that much... But she also wanted to know how far he would actually go if she did nothing. Would he rip them out if he found the others? Use them as control like he mentioned? Or would he leave her alone? Something told her the latter was out of the question as he showed growing interest in her silence.

"N-.... Nothing..." she managed, nudging her jaw out of his grip. "I just-"

"You're a liar, Emelia." He said, his grin growing wider. She gave a huff and shook her head.

"I am not, you ridiculous-"

She was stopped with a startled gasp as a gloved thumb was shoved between her jaws, nearly propping her mouth open.

"Now now, this'll go far easier if you do it my way. Now open up."

He lifted his other hand to his face, taking a finger of the glove between his teeth and sliding it off. The glove fell to the ground between them, and she watched as he reached for her face with his bare hand. She flinched slightly as his fingers pressed against her lower jaw, though admittedly relaxed as his thumb drifted over her bottom lip. The skin was expectantly rough, she found, calloused and covered in smaller scars. She closed her eye as it drifted over her sharp lower teeth before thrusting over her tongue, pushing it back and causing a small gaging reflex. It tasted... metallic... Metallic with hints of other things. Not quite metal, not quite blood... Maybe residual oil? Maybe a hint of the cigars. She couldn't tell exactly what it was, but the mixture wasn't bad... She really didn't mind much. She could almost feel the interested look on his face as she relaxed, though she attempted to hide it. Oh god, was she enjoying this...? She only flinched as he pressed his thumb against the muscle, pushing it out of her mouth somewhat to see the piercing fully.

"Let's see how much you're hiding from me, shall we?" He grinned.

There was a moment of confused silence before she felt his thumb press against the metal rod, her eye snapping open with a gasping yelp as what felt like electric sparks and currents traveled through that piercing, as well as the others.

All the others.

The sparks lasted only a second, but a second was all that was needed as her back arched slightly away from the wall. Heisenberg took a step back in surprise as Emelia suddenly collapsed to her knees, shaking and panting ever so slightly out of shock and... something else. She doubled over with a wide eye, an arm covering her chest and the other pressed against her abdomen and ever tightening thighs. What the hell WAS that...?! What the fuck did he do?!

"W-.... Wh-...." she tried, trying to voice her thoughts. But alas, despite the tingling feeling up her spine disappearing, she couldn't. She couldn't even move as she heard movement directly in front of her, the shock of the feeling only allowing her to look up as he grabbed her chin and lifted her face to meet his. She watched as he kneeled, only to look up and see the most smug grin she had ever seen.

"Liar liar, Emmy... You know how I hate liars." He chimed, adding to the smug aura he held. It pissed her off, but she couldn't do much about it now... She then grew nervous as he tilted his head, taking in her reaction fully as she stared at him with an ever-deepening red blush on her cheeks. "If I was more foolish, I'd say you enjoyed that."

"I-I... D-did NOT...!!" She snapped, stopping with a small squeak as he shoved his thumb back into her mouth to silence her.

He was met with another squealing whine as he pressed against the piercing once more, gleefully sending more currents through the metal pieces in her body. Emelia reached up to shakily grab his arm as the piercing was left alone once more, though the residual shock still remained. She wanted to say something... Say ANYTHING... but the feeling in her face, chest and thighs was so odd and... and good... It kept her silent, and Heisenberg took interest.

"Lycan got your tongue?" He joked, chuckling as she let out a growl. He found it amusing, of course. She only frowned as he tilted his head with the ever present smirk, his sharp teeth glinting in the dim light of the room. "You know, Emmy..." he started, yanking her forward by the jaw slightly as she kept her hold on his arm. "I can't help but wonder how it tastes."

She felt another shiver down her spine at the sickeningly curious tone in his voice. Taste... Taste?? She stared at him as he removed his thumb from her mouth, though nearly started to form words immediately in stupid curiosity. The answer came to her quickly, however, in the form of a hand around her neck, a mouth to hers, and being shoved against the wall once more. She made an almost strangled noise as her back hit the concrete, her mind attempting to play catch-up as she felt something being shoved into her mouth. More sparks traveled along the piercings as his tongue slid over hers, and she let out a whining growl in response.

The taste of metal and the slightest bit of sweetness filled her mouth, along with the taste of the cigar they had shared only minutes prior. But... Why did it taste so good? Why wasn't she fighting him? She found herself frozen for a few moments as the realization set in that she... truly enjoyed this. He couldn't have known, could he? There was no WAY he could have known... Oh god, what was wrong with her? She generally wanted to strangle the man, but now...

She allowed the frustration from earlier to bubble in her chest, giving her control of her limbs for a few moments. Heisenberg began to back off, thoroughly satisfied in her reactions and his 'taste test' before she suddenly grabbed the front of his jacket and yanked him back against her, giving a quiet grunt as her back was forced against the wall again with his weight. He was brought to his knees at the force of the tug, and it was her turn to feel satisfaction as a startled grunt left this throat.

Emelia returned the forceful kiss with all her strength, her back arching somewhat with the now consistent current from the piercings. Her legs shook slightly as she felt a warm feeling in her thighs from the current, unintentionally letting out quiet whimpers and heavy breaths into the kiss. His hand stayed pressed to her throat before he moved it to the side of her neck and shoved her head upwards with his thumb. He tore himself away to attack her neck immediately, licking along the skin before closing his jaws around it. She gasped as he moved along her neck, leaving bloody bites and bruises while using his free hand to nearly rip at her shirt. The fabric was pulled it from its tucked position, his grip tearing a few holes in the worn fabric as he held it taught away from her skin. She couldn't help it as her heavy breaths turned into pants, and she gripped his arm tighter as she felt the fabric continue to tear from a mixture of his grip and her squirming from the feeling between her legs. She shuddered as he finally pulled away from her now very bruised neck, his lips hovering right against her ear.

"Let me taste all of them, then." He growled, returning his hand to around her neck and squeezing along the bottom of her jaw.

Her squirming paused in his grip. 'Please, oh PLEASE-' she thought, secretly wishing to rip the shirt off, herself. But he couldn't know that... If he did, she knew he'd taunt her mercilessly. Not that he wasn't doing the same now... Instead she shook her head just slightly, trying to even out her breathing.

"W-Wait-" she started quietly, only to gasp once more as he finally tore the front of the shirt clean off from the seams. He tossed the fabric to the side as her back arched to meet the new air her front was exposed to, the newly revealed silver nipple piercings glinting as her body moved.

"Too late." He chuckled deeply, grabbing her by the side and bringing her chest forward as if he were claiming a prize.

He leaned down slightly, his arm wrapping around her as his mouth returned to her skin. He kissed and nipped to her shoulders and collarbone until his lips met the tip of the large scar that rested between her breasts. She swore she could almost see something flicker in his shade-covered eyes as he seemed to study it before nipping at it carefully. The nips were... oddly careful. It was as if he knew what it was... She managed to compose herself enough to speak, one of her hands moving to nudge his shoulder. She couldn't help but give a nervous gulp as he looked up at her, his eyes burning as if her touch had fueled the fire.

"N-... N-Not... um..." she tried, her voice oddly timid. She knew what was happening, though the idea made her nervous... "N-Not... here..."

"Hm?" He tilted his head slightly, loosening his grip on her neck. He then followed her gaze to the small 'bed' in the corner of the room- though it was more like a single mattress over a solid 'frame' with random odd pillows along the wall and multiple covers lumped on top. It was how she liked it.

"Th-There... uh..." she looked away for a moment, heavily aware her burning cheeks. "P-... P-Please..."

She could nearly feel his smile against her skin as he chuckled, though he didn't reply. It was then that she was suddenly picked up with a surprised yelp and tossed over his shoulder, her knees pressing against his sides to balance herself. She managed to hold on long enough before he walked to the 'bed', landing roughly onto it as she was tossed. She nearly scrambled to sit up until she looked up at him, watching him quickly close the space between them, removing his thick jacket and single remaining glove.

"Stay still, Emmy. The show is just getting started." He taunted, unbuttoning the long sleeve shirt he wore before kneeling onto the cushion and looming over her. She couldn't help as her vision traveled down what she could see of his chest, seeing similar scars along his skin.

She opened her mouth to speak, giving a quiet yelp as she was shoved into the sheets by her neck, her legs now situated around his waist. Her back arched as he leaned over, biting at her shoulder and collarbone once more before around one breast and onto the other. She gave a whining gasp as he reached the peak, his tongue swirling around the sensitive skin and the small bar of metal pierced through it, his teeth grazing the it ever so slightly. He used his other hand to trail along the scar on her chest and down to her pierced belly, his rough fingers caressing the skin until they pushed underneath the tied overalls. Her legs twitched as his fingers reached the piercing between them, feeling as it was surrounded by a moist warmth. He smirked.

"I knew it." He said, rubbing against the piercing and bundle of nerves with another jolt of electricity before removing his hand. She couldn't help the whine that left her throat as her hips bucked lightly from the feeling, and he chuckled. "Easy..." he muttered, returning the palm of his hand to her stomach and shoving her down.

He dug his fingers into the skin around the belly piercing as she glanced down, and she made another strangled noise as he sent another wide current through her piercings. Her back arched as he pressed harder to keep her down, though she was startled as he suddenly crushed his mouth against hers once more. The small currents pulsed in a slow rhythm as she returned the kiss, her legs shaking and tightening against his hips. She let out a soft cry against his lips as the pulses increased, her grip on his arm tightening and even pulling him closer as the waves of a small orgasm rushed through her in spasms. The feeling was strengthened with the addition of... something pressed to her thighs underneath their clothing. But the waves... The small spasms that affected the muscles of her back and legs... While it hadn't been something she had felt even when human, and while she knew what it was, all she knew was that it felt good. REALLY good...

She could have sworn up and down she hated the man at any point before this, but as he broke the kiss and pulled away to look at her, she couldn't help but feel... want? Desire? Whatever it was, she knew she didn't want it to stop at the moment, and that's all that mattered to her. She still didn't want to give in so easily... But god damn was this feeling hard to fight off.

"D-... D-Damn you..." she nearly whispered, her voice wavering slightly. She was met with an amused chuckle as he removed his glasses and lightly sent them to the table they had been at before.

"Just what I like to hear..." He taunted, removing his hand from her throat. "Tell me, Emmy... Do you want more? Feel free to say nothing if you do."

She stared at him as he gave another sly grin, opening her mouth as if to protest... But she couldn't. Instead, she remained silent, though gave an irritated, embarrassed huff as she glanced off to the side. Her lip curled into a silent snarl as he gave another chuckle.

"I thought as much." He replied, leaning up. His fingers were dragged along her skin as he moved, trailing along other scars that littered her skin.

She glanced down to follow his hands, watching as they trailed over her hips and around to her front where the knot in the tied mechanic suit she wore. With one quick movement it was untied and loosened, and she jumped as everything was suddenly pulled away and off of her hips, sliding down her thighs. She froze at the new rush of cool air surrounding the warmth between her thighs, and suddenly the entirety of the clothing was removed as he seamlessly pulled it away from her legs. Now she was completely bare in front of him... Exposed.

The desire to cover herself was overwhelming as she met his eyes, seeing the smugness and sense of possession he gave as he took in every visible inch of her skin. Her arms and legs twitched in an attempt to cover any vulnerable areas, but she suddenly found her arms pinned next to her head and his hips against the backs of her thighs to keep them open.

"Don't you dare." He grumbled, a smirk still on his face as he glanced down slightly before looking back up at her face. "I haven't tasted everything yet."

"Wh-..." she tried, her legs twitching again.

She was met with another kiss as he leaned down, though it didn't last long. She let out quiet pants as his lips and teeth moved along her jaw to her neck, leaving more bites and bruises among the ones that already stained the skin. Her arms twitched as he reached her breasts again, hit tongue repeating the same actions as before on both piercings before finally returning to the large scar running down her sternum. He planted light kisses and nips along it, earning her confusion as he continuously moved lower. She watched as he nipped along the skin of her stomach, the corner of her mouth twitching as he seemingly, almost playfully, gently bit the piercing in her belly and glanced up at her. She rolled her eye for a moment before he sent another current through the metals, and she let out a soft whimper. It wasn't until he let go and moved to kiss and bite around her hips and thighs that she realized, her head shooting up with slight panic as she felt his lips against the inside of her thigh.

"H-Hey-"

"Quiet Emmy." He purred, the tone of his voice making her freeze. She watched as he kissed the inside of her thigh once more, her head landing back against the cushion with a shuddering gasp as he bit along the sensitive skin. Her hand flew over her mouth as he moved closer to her core, whimpering as she felt his tongue gliding along the skin.

"K-Karl, wait-" she whimpered through her fingers, only to take in a sharp, gasping breath as she finally felt his tongue against her, moving slowly as if savoring her reactions.

She tried closing her legs, though found it nearly impossible due to his hands forcing them to stay where they were. She could almost feel the bruises form where his fingers pressed against the skin, though that feeling was second in her mind compared to the pleasured sparks up her spine with each movement of his tongue. She couldn't help as her hand left the sheets, finding its way to his head as he played with the small piercing through the bundle of nerves, sending small electric pulses through her body once more. She felt the vibration as he chuckled against her, gripping his hair with small gasps and whimpers as his tongue delved into the warmth. Her back arched slightly with each movement, her thighs shaking from the new sensations. Why did it feel so good...?! She let out a long whine as the electric pulses continued, eventually biting down on her hand as to attempt to prevent any further noises. She could feel the tightness return as his teeth grazed against the piercing, and suddenly her hand was gripping his hair in a fist as she came again, a multitude of muffled whines and mutterings of his name escaping her mouth while her back arched. She barely heard the grunt he gave as he was pressed against her, not even realizing as he was able to pull himself away.

She flinched as Heisenberg reached up to grab her wrist, her body shaking slightly as he managed to nudge her hand away. He ran a hand through his hair to smooth it out, rising to loom over her once more as he licked his lips. Where the actual FUCK did he learn that?!

"That hurt, Emmy." He purred, keeping his grip on her wrist as she finally looked at him. Her face was red as she panted, her legs trembling as they rested against his hips once more. "Good girl."

He smirked as she stared up at him, his tongue swiping over his teeth before he leaned over and yanked her other wrist from her mouth, pinning both of them to the cushion beside her head. Her breath caught in her throat at the sudden movement, her eye widening as it met his. There was a moment of silence as they held a stare down, only ending as he shifted her wrists into one hand and used the other to undo the belt and button of his own pants in one swift motion. It took her a moment to register the movement, keeping eye contact once the full realization of just how far- and how fast- this was about to go hit her. She squirmed slightly in his grip as she glanced down, nearly breaking said grip, only to get caught in yet another rough kiss as she felt something warm press against her thighs. She could taste herself on his tongue, and somehow it made her arousal worse...

She let out a whining groan as she was rubbed against, her back arching once more at the new feeling, only to give a surprised and somewhat pained cry against his lips as she felt him enter her quickly and fully with a grunt. She gasped into the kiss as he returned his hand to her neck, her back arching into his chest and her thighs once again tightening around his waist. More of the pleasurable feeling shot up her spine as he moved a few times, pressing against her roughly as she gave small whimpers and whines. It felt... good... so good. Why did it feel good? Why did all of this just feel GOOD? What the hell was she missing from her old life that didn't include THIS?? She couldn't help the small moan she gave as the kiss was broken, and he shoved his hips against hers. He tightened his fingers around the sides of her neck with a sly smirk as he stayed where he was. Although the glint in his eyes may have looked malicious, his actions proved otherwise as he allowed her a few seconds to relax.

"Am I being too rough with you, Emmy?" He asked, his smirk widening into a grin as she mindlessly shook her head, though it was more like a few twitches.

"N-... No... N-Not rough enough..." she growled with a challenging tone, though her voice was still light. She was met with a dangerous chuckle.

"Good."

Emelia glared up at him with a somewhat clouded eye, her breaths coming in light pants that turned into gasps and moans as his movements continued, growing faster and harder with each passing second. She struggled to keep her voice down despite the feeling of each thrust sending sparks into her chest. The sounds of his low grunts and deep breathing weren't helping, she found, and it made it much more difficult to control her own pleasured noises. She was then aware of a low laugh from him.

"Ah... I didn't think... you could sound like THIS, Emmy...~" He purred, his grip on her neck tightening. She opened her mouth, nearly flinching as she let out more soft moans.

"S-... S-Shut...." she tried, though was unable to finish any thought with her gasps and whines.

Her arms struggled in his grip, shaking with each thrust, only to suddenly be freed as he let go in order to take ahold one of her hips. She mindlessly reached for him almost immediately, gripping the edge of his shirt with one hand and grabbing the necklaces around his neck with the other in order to yank him down. She was rewarded with another rough kiss, her head being jerked up as he kept a hand around her throat. She let go of the necklaces, instead reaching under his shirt, her fingers trailing over his own scars until her nails dug into his back. There was an internal satisfaction as she heard Heisenberg give a surprised grunt, only to give a yelping cry as he suddenly pulled away to replace his hand around her neck with his teeth.

Small sparks of pain made their way through her shoulder as his teeth broke the skin, though they seemed to amplify the feeling as the thrusts became rough and quick. She finally reached her other hand around and under the shirt he wore, her nails dragging down the skin of his back as her moans and whines grew louder.

"F-... FuCK...! K-Karl...!!" She said suddenly, her voice cracking somewhat as she was met with a possessive growl and the slight smell of fresh blood as he let go of her neck. She couldn't help but gasp as she felt his cheek against hers, his beard scratching against her skin as his lips nearly against her ear.

"You're MINE, Emelia..." He growled.

Emelia felt as more pulsing currents were sent through her piercings, and she couldn't help but cry out as the pulses caught her by surprise. Her muscles tensed, her nails tearing at Heisenbergs back as she felt the waves of a strong orgasm, making her body shake and her legs flex around his waist. Her thighs tightened at his hips, halting him enough to keep him where he was as she came, but not long enough to stop him entirely. He let out a low growl as he kept up his movements until he slammed against her hard enough to move her up a few inches. She gave a gasping moan as could feel his muscles shudder and a strange warmth in the pit of her stomach as he filled her, and her back arched against his chest as she nearly hugged him to her for dear life.

There was small silence as their movement ceased, each breathing heavily. Emelia held onto the man over her as if it meant life or death, momentarily forgetting her irritation around him in the first place as there was a sudden feel of lips along her neck in a multitude of small kisses. They were gentle against her bruised skin... The odd tickle of the facial hair made the corner of her mouth twitch as she panted, unintentionally laying her head to the side for him as she very slowly but surely relaxed. Her irritation only slightly returned as she heard a chuckle from her neck, and she glanced down.

"Th' bloody hell is so funny...?" She muttered, unable to keep the lightness from her voice. She watched as he looked up from her neck, a sly smile across his still bloody lips.

"You're adorable, Emmy." He said simply, making her groan and start to push him away.

"Piss off...!!" She growled, only to gasp as he suddenly leaned over her with a chuckle, nearly being pushed into the mattress again as he finally slipped off the button-up shirt.

"Precious little doll, you didn't seem to hear what I said."

'Doll' ...? Emelia stared at him, now also shirtless, taking in the rest of the scars she had never seen. She could feel her face heat up more as he leaned over her, holding himself up with his hands on either side of her shoulders.

"Wha-" she started, only to let out a gasping yelp as he gave a single hard thrust to silence her.

"I told you, Emelia. You're mine. In more ways than one, it seems." He nearly purred, leaning down to press his nose to hers.

Her single eye widened as he grinned, only to be met with a quick, relatively gentle kiss. It took a moment for her to calm down before she returned it, staying where she was and secretly holding herself to that proclamation. She didn't want to admit it... She never would. But somehow, despite how he could be, this made her feel... wanted. It was an odd feeling, and one she knew she would be hesitant on getting used to. But she still hated him... Right?

She gave a soft whine as he pulled away, physically removing himself from her with a shuddering breath. She let out a whimper as she relaxed back against the covers, feeling an odd coldness and even a slight sense of loneliness as his weight left the mattress. She opened her eye with confusion and watched as his pants were fixed before her vision trailed up his back to see the bloody scratches she had left.

"Whoops..." she muttered, earning a chuckle and a glance back.

"I'll let you relax for now, Emmy. I don't wanna break you just yet..." He joked, nodding to the shirt he had left. "Use that for now, we'll get you another shirt later."

She couldn't help but smirk, her face red.

"Done already...?" She asked, her smirk faltering heavily as he glanced back with an odd mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Never said I was, Doll. This is for your sake."

Emelia watched as he began to walk to the jacket he had left, but she felt... sad. Not because he had stopped. Not even because she almost wished they would keep going immediately... No, it was another reason she couldn't quite place with every step away he took. She carefully pushed herself to sit up, wincing at the tenderness that settled between her legs before reaching for her discarded jumpsuit. But she only grabbed the simple boxers she had, managing to slip them on with minimal issue. She saw him slow his movements as she managed to stand, her knees just the slightest bit weak. Holding on to a support beam on the wall, she shakily made her way over to him as he glanced at her with an odd curiosity. She didn't care if she was entirely naked save for underwear, simply covering her chest with her arm as she reached for him. She stumbled into his back, feeling his muscles tense as her arms slowly wrapped around his torso, her fingers lightly drifting along the hair and scars on his chest.

"Don't you dare leave me like this, Heisenberg..." she muttered, pressing the scarred half of her face against his back. She knew he could feel her trembling as her legs threatened to collapse on her.

There was a moment of silence before she heard and felt him chuckle.

"You really are an odd one, Emmy..." He chuckled, turning his head to glance at her over his shoulder before giving a dramatic sigh. "Have it your way, then."

Emelia jumped as he suddenly turned in her arms, her cheeks going red as his face was suddenly mere inches away from hers. What was she DOING? Why she acting this way? She didn't know... But she was pleasantly stunned as she felt his hand raise and nudge her chin gently. However, instead of it going around her neck again as she expected, he simply caressed her cheek, avoiding the scars around her missing eye; Even he knew she hated them being touched, and now didn't seem like the best time to annoy her. In fact, he almost enjoyed her more when she was calm like this... She couldn't help but feel relaxed as the rough pad of his thumb brushed over her skin. Relaxed enough to settle her cheek into his hand fully, ever so slightly trying to remind herself that this wasn't who he was all the time. This was temporary... But she could do temporary.

"... Don't tell anyone..." She muttered suddenly, keeping her hold on him as he leaned back against the shelving next to them to stay comfy. He chuckled once more.

"Who do I have to tell, Emmy?" He chimed. She stared at him for a moment before shrugging, laying her head against his chest.

It was a moment of domesticity that she vaguely remembered wanting as human... Something about someone being close physically always seemed tantalizing, yet there was no way to achieve it here... Or so she thought. If she could just have more time like this... Though she knew it wasn't meant to last, especially not with him... But for now, she appreciated it. It wasn't until her senses focused on the machinery noises outside of the room that she gave a sigh, reluctantly pulling away from him.

"I should get back to work, then..." she mumbled, taking a few steps away, her fingers dragging along his chest before she turned, not seeing Heisenbergs face as he watched her walk away and run a hand through her hair to push it out of her face.

She made her way over back to the bed-like cushion, absent-mindedly picking the button-up shirt he had been wearing and slipping it on, herself. She'd take it since he offered, and because she didn't necessarily feel like hunting down new clothing. It was only slightly loose over her frame, being only slightly smaller than him in stature, and she felt his eyes burrow into her back as she buttoned it up. Quiet footsteps approached her from behind, causing her to jump with a small gasp as arms surrounded her while the shirt was only halfway buttoned. Heisenberg pulled her back against his chest, one hand on her hip and the other around the front of her waist.

"What are you-" she started, only to stop as the arm around her waist raised to nudge the collar of the shirt off her shoulder, placing gentle bites and kisses along the skin as soon as it was shown. Small shivers went up her spine with the movements, and she let out a wavering breath in attempts to not laugh from the tickling of his beard. "K-Karl, stop-"

"I never told you to get back to work..." He said simply, his now semi-serious tone interrupting he train of thought and causing any hint of laughter to disappear. He trailed kisses and bites to her jaw and her ear once more. "Indulge me then, Emmy, and I'll let you go. Let me have my fill."

Her face fell slightly. His fill... Did he mean...?

"W-What, be your toy until you're done?" She huffed, turning her head slightly to face him. Though he was on her blind side, she could almost feel the grin.

"Well, when you put it that way..." he started, letting his hands wander. One trailed under the shirt slightly, his fingers drifting below her belly, while the other found and gave a gentle squeeze to a now exposed breast from the shirt being moved before resting over the large scar. "Yes. But don't worry. I take care of my toys... I said I wouldn't break you so soon. And besides..." he pressed another gentle kiss behind her ear, "You seem like you want more. Am I wrong?"

Emelia took a shaky breath as she felt the odd sensations once more, reaching to hold onto his forearms as his hands moved. Well, of COURSE he was right... She knew there wasn't much else she would have to do around the factory today anyway. She worked constantly, and the factory ran relatively smoothly without her. She even came here for a break, anyway... And, despite her feelings about him, what the man had just shown her was... Well, her legs still held a slight wobble. To say she wanted more was an understatement. And so, she have a small huff and looked forward, tilting her head to allow him at her neck.

"... Go ahead..." she muttered, her voice an embarrassed tone. She felt his grin against her neck taking a breath as he gave a small, rough bite.

"You won't regret it, Emmy."

She gave a small, joking snort.

"I'll believe you if you can prove it, Karl..."

"Oh, even after what I've just shown you?" He played, his lips pressing to her neck once more. She said nothing, only somewhat easing against his chest with a huff. She rolled her eye as he chuckled, though her breath caught in her chest as his hand left the scar, letting his fingers trail up and along her throat. "I didn't think I would have to prove anything."

"You never do..." she muttered suddenly, only to close her mouth as she felt him freeze behind her. Where the hell did that come from...??

"Oh?"

She was silent for a moment before clearing her throat.

"Th-That, ah..." she started, only stopping as he grabbed her throat and pulled her to him roughly.

"What?" He growled, ever so slightly moving them forward. She took shaky steps, following his direction.

"N-Not... what I... mean..." she finally managed, glancing down with a quick breath as she felt the edge of the work table against the front of her thighs.

"Hm. What did you mean then, Emmy?"

"I..." she tried, though was unable to find her voice. What was this rush of excitement...?? The tone of his voice sent chills down her spine as he nibbled at her shoulder while awaiting a response. She then decided to just speak. What could go wrong?

"I-I mean...." she managed, gaining a smirk and holding onto his arm. She could feel as he tilted his head in curiosity. "You haven't quite done so thus far, how am I to believe you could...?" she continued, feeling his grip tighten. Good. She pulled away from him slightly to aggravate him. "You always need to prove yourself Karl, you won't get far without it-"

She was stopped with a surprised grunt as she was suddenly shoved down against the table, giving a surprised grunt of pain as her chin hitting it with a light *thunk* . He kept his hand between her shoulders, using his weight to keep her down as she moved to rub her jaw. Her hand was then suddenly yanked away as he twisted her arm behind her back, earning an uncomfortable grunt.

"Bloody hell- H-hey-!"

"I don't give proof, huh?" He growled suddenly, leaning down over her to talk into her ear. "I assure you, Emelia, I have all the proof you need."

She opened her mouth to speak, only to shut it with a surprised noise as he suddenly bit down on her neck and yanked her towards him. The backs of her thighs hit his hips, and she let out a small, surprised whimper. He slipped his fingers under the waistline of her underwear with his free hand, taunting her by slowly dragging them down. There was a sudden spark at her piercings once more while her lower half squirmed, and she couldn't help but give a small, moaning whine as she felt the sparks increase. Waves of pleasure traveled up her spine, causing her back to arch into the table somewhat and nearly bite her bottom lip until it bled. Small goosebumps covered her skin as she felt her underwear finally fall to her ankles. It wasn't until she felt him adjust himself behind her that she attempted to look to the side, only to be met with a growl and his teeth digging into the skin more.

She could smell the blood as it began to seep from between her skin and his teeth... It made her head swim as she finally felt him rub against her roughly, the small sparks of pain from his teeth adding to the odd pleasure she was feeling. He removed his teeth from her neck for a moment to speak into her ear, sending more shivers down her spine.

"I've got your 'proof' right here." He purred, his smirk nearly audible. He shoved her down again once more. "HERE!!"

He gave a rough thrust forward as he spoke, filling her quickly once again and earning a yelping moan; but this time, he didn't stop. A mixture of pain and pleasure racked her body as he kept up the rough thrusts, simultaneously twisting her arm more behind her back to hold her there. She couldn't stop the now loud moans and whines she gave as she panted, nearly digging her nails into the metal table supporting her. She could feel the pulses of her muscles threatening to tighten and mutate as she was slammed into nearly mercilessly, her fingers creating small dents in the material as she forced her mutation back once she felt a familiar flutter in her chest. He seemed to notice, letting out a low chuckle through his own grunts and growls.

It wasn't long before she felt the sudden waves of an orgasm, making her give a loud cry as she shifted under him, pressing back against him for a moment. She reached forward quickly and gripped the edge of the table, easily denting and nearly crushing it in her grip with light cries as he continued his thrusts through the tightening spasms. Her body shook while he didn't slow down. Instead, he increased his movements, and she almost felt tears come to her eye with the overwhelming sensation.

Her other arm was suddenly freed as he moved to grip both of her hips, leaning down to bite at her shoulder once more with low grunts and growls. He kept going... Oh god, he kept going. She couldn't speak, the only noises leaving her throat being whines and cries. She couldn't help but lean into his jaw, almost begging him for more despite the overstimulation. Her neck was bitten multiple times as if she were being marked, each bite breaking the skin with ease. Beads of blood slowly dripped from the wounds and over her skin every time he let go, only to feel his teeth elsewhere. She felt tightness below her belly once more as she let out a wavering cry of his name, only to be met with slower thrusts and a growl at her ear.

"What do you want, Emelia?" He growled, his voice low and strained. She couldn't help but squirm and push back against him with whining whimpers as he slowed more, quickly becoming frustrated and seemingly desperate. No... No, why was he stopping... Why was he slowing down?!

"N-.. N-No...!! D-Don't- fuck- D-Don't slow-...!!" She managed, earning a dangerous chuckle.

"Tell me Emelia, or I swear to God I'll stop right NOW." He played. She could hear the smirk in his voice as he spoke. She knew this was amusing to him... It was payback for her insults. Her body shook out of desperation and anger as the thrusts slowed considerably, and she put her forehead against the table with a growling whine. He held her hips in place against the table to prevent her from moving against him. She couldn't take it anymore... She wouldn't even try to fight it. It was as if she were being denied a prize, and she hated it already.

"F-Fuck- I-" she started, barely able to get words out, "Y-YOU Heisenberg, you bloody idiot!!! I want YOU!!!" She finally yelled, her voice cracking somewhat. "J-Just... D-Don't... Don't FUCKING stop!!! Fuck- PLEASE!!"

She could almost feel the pride-filled smirk he gave in knowing he had won, but she didn’t care... Her little outburst gave her slight confidence as he chuckled, his last breath coming as a low growl.. She jumped as she suddenly felt an arm around her waist, roughly pulling her back towards him as his other hand reached to pin and hold hers as if keeping her in place. A wavering whine left her lips as he gave a possessive growl, looming over her with obvious intent.

"Good girl." He grumbled, only giving her a chance to inhale before returning to the powerful, near brutal thrusts from before, pulling her to him with each movement.

She didn't even attempt to hide her voice again, her cries and moans growing louder with each passing second. She almost didn't want the feeling to end, allowing herself to melt into him as her back arched into his chest.

"D-Don't... D-Don't stop... F-FUCK- Don't stop...!!!" She repeated, her voice wavering with uneven pants and gasps.

"You. Are. MINE." He suddenly growled in her ear, not letting her respond before biting into her shoulder once more.

More electric pulses were sent through her piercings, nearly making her scream while gripping the hand over hers. The orgasm she felt then was strong, traveling through her body in waves and overstimulation as the pulses continued. The feeling was amplified as he kept moving for a few seconds, finally pressing her roughly against the table with a loud, wavering growl and swear as he came as well. She let out another gasping moan as she felt him twitch inside of her, shuddering with the light warmth she felt at the pit of her stomach.

The room was filled with the sound of their panting and deep breaths as their rode their highs, and Emelia finally relaxed against the table with a shaky, satisfied sigh while still panting. She felt... good. Great, actually... Very sore now, as well as numb, but good nonetheless. It was as if any frustration she felt had melted away with the thin layer of sweat on her body. She gave a quiet whimper as she felt Heisenberg shift somewhat. He removed his jaws from her shoulder, nudging her head and pressing his cheek against hers as his grip on her loosened to allow her to relax more.

"Are you alright, Emmy?" He asked quietly, his voice low and catching her off guard enough to flinch. She only made a small, confused noise as she glanced over. He chuckled, catching a glimpse of the residual pleasured tears that stained her cheek. He reached over, dragging his thumb over her skin to wipe them away. "Is that a yes?"

She kept her eye on him for a moment before giving a small nod and setting her head back on the table. She attempted to shift, but found her body was... unable to move. The numbness had begun to turn into the feeling of being a puddle, she found. Her muscles shook as she tried to push herself up, and she almost collapsed under him. He nearly laughed while kept his grip on her waist, keeping her upright while he watched in interest.

"Would you like some help?"

"N... N-No, I..." she tried, her voice quiet. There was silence for a moment before she gave a shaky sigh, putting her head down once more in defeat. "... y-yes..."

"I thought so." He chuckled, finally pulling himself away with a quiet grunt. She could hear the amusement in his voice. "Alright. Keep steady, now."

Emelia glanced back as he partially adjusted himself, not bothering to fully fix his pants before he let go of her waist. A small panic entered her chest as her legs began to collapse under her, barely able to use the table to keep herself up before she felt him at her side. Her body shook as she tried to lean up once more, reaching to hold on to Heisenbergs arm as he draped it across her shoulders. He didn't even flinch as she leaned her full weight on him, and he chuckled.

"Come on, then." He said, suddenly leaning down once she was fully off the table. She let out a surprised yelp as he swept his other arm behind her knees, bringing her up into a cradling position against his chest as she held onto him tightly. She tightened her grip more as he started to walk, her face red. "Something wrong?" He asked, amusement thick in his voice. She watched his movements, only somewhat relaxing as they neared the bed.

"N-No..." she replied quietly, slowly easing herself in a sitting position the tattered covers as he set her down, wincing again at the soreness she felt. While the fabrics weren't always the best for relaxing, right now they were comforting, and a godsend for her shaking muscles. She then jumped as he sat down himself before he laid beside her with a huff. She stared at him for a moment as he held his arm out for her. What was he doing...?

"Well?" He asked expectantly, raising a brow as she looked confused.

"... what?"

He rolled his eyes.

"You're wearing my shirt Emmy, the least you could do is lay down."

"What-" she started, only to look down. "O-Oh... um..." She had admittedly forgotten what she had been wearing, and sheepishly pulled the shirt over her now throbbing shoulders and neck. She then adjusted herself on the mattress with a quiet grunt. "Ok..."

"NOW you're embarrassed??" He asked, nudging her arm slightly. "Should I describe, in detail, what I just did to you?"

She glared at him and gave a small huff as she managed to lay down.

"Shut up..." she mumbled, somewhat begrudgingly cuddling onto his chest as he smirked.

"It was an honest question."

Emelia only grumbled in response, though relaxed as she felt his arm go around her. She adjusted her head on his chest, pausing as she felt a heartbeat. It was slow and rhythmic, lulling her into a relaxed breathing pattern. He glanced at her as her arm wrapped over his chest as well, though he froze as she mindlessly began to trace over some of the smaller scars over his skin. She watched her own fingers move, an amused smile creeping on her face as she felt him tense and relax at her touch. She tilted her head slightly as she heard a light grumbling from his chest, her fingers pausing. He shifted under her, and she looked up to meet his eyes.

"What...?" She asked, resuming the movements. She watched as his eyes traveled between her and her fingers multiple times, his breathing easy with small grumbles in each inhale.

"Nothing." He replied simply, only to lift his chin slightly in confusion as she moved her hand to the scar across his neck. She felt his breath hitch as she traced it, and he looked at her again. "What are you doing, Emmy?"

"Nothing." She copied, almost laughing as he rolled his eyes.

"Don't get soft on me now Emelia, just earlier you were threatening me." He snorted.

"I still can if you would rather that."

"Hm. No, I'd rather fuck you again."

She went silent for a moment, her face heating up once more with embarrassment. "You said you wouldn't break me." She huffed.

Heisenberg gave a chuckle before turning to face her, gaining a smirk when she looked at him in surprise.

"I won't. I can't, actually." He said matter-of-factly, suddenly pushing her shoulder to have her lay on her back. She jumped, staring up at him in a stunned silence. "That doesn't mean I can't try. I haven't had that much fun in years, and I know you're durable. So am I."

"I-I can tell..." Emelia managed, clearing her throat slightly. Well, she knew he had a point... Despite being sore, she still felt oddly energized... Sure, the light exhaustion was there, but she knew she would have gone back to work immediately if she were physically able to. And she had to admit... She enjoyed this. It felt... normal. Almost.

She kept her eye on him for a moment before taking a breath. Was she really debating on this? The reality of the current situation hit her full force like Sturm on a rampage. She was silent for another moment before gulping slightly.

"What... What is... 'this' , exactly...?" she asked, her voice quiet. Karl drew back slightly, caught off guard by the question.

"Excuse me...??"

"I... You... You piss me off, Heisenberg..." she started, her arms resting at the sides of her head. Each movement of her shoulders resulted in a dull pain from his teeth, and his mouth twitched as he realized. She paused as she saw the smallest... tiniest twinge of regret in his eyes. But she shook her head, looking down at herself.

"I don't... I've been here for... only a short time compared to you, Karl... And now I... We do... THIS..." she continued, looking back up at him as he held his place over her. "What are we doing...?"

It was his turn to stay silent, obviously contemplating his answer. She had seen the same look on his face when discussing important factory matters... It almost made her feel better.

"What do you want from it?" He asked finally, tilting his head with a light shrug. She blinked.

"... What?"

He rolled his eyes, giving a small smirk.

"Ah, who's asking the hard questions now?" He played, chuckling as she glared at him. "I don't quite care what this leads to, I know what my goals are." He explained. "What are yours? What do YOU want out of it?"

"I..." she started, looking to the side. "... I don't know."

"Then don't worry about it!"

"But I-"

"Look, Emelia. If you can't figure it out, then focus on something else. Is it really worth wasting the energy if you don't know right away?" He asked.

She was silent. He... He was right.

"That... That's the most intelligent thing I've ever heard you say."

She nearly laughed at his insulted expression.

"Hey-"

"I'm joking, Metalhead..." She sighed with a small smile. There was silence for a moment before she finally gave a huff. "Just... For now just..."

"Come on, we don't have all day." Heisenberg joked, smirking as she glared at him.

"... Shut up you daft idiot." She growled finally, reaching to yank him down by his necklaces.

The movement startled him, but he seemed to know exactly what to do as his lips met hers with a light chuckle. The kiss was... gentle, oddly enough, but she relaxed once more under him. Light shivers traveled up her spine as she felt his fingers travel along her skin. The shirt was fully unbuttoned once again and nudged to her sides, and she took a deep breath as she felt the air on her chest. She only whined as her legs were moved, making him pause. There was a soreness between them from his roughness beforehand, sending small waves of a low, pulsing pain through her body. He gave a questioning hum against her lips, and she spoke against his.

"Sore..." she admitted quietly, feeling his amused smile.

"Good." He replied simply, adjusting himself and his pants to rest between her thighs. Emelia let out a quiet whimper as she was rubbed against, her legs shaking against his hips and her arms reaching out to his onto and wrap around his shoulders.

The dull throbbing sensation continued as he pushed into her once more, earning a somewhat pained whine as her back arched. It hurt... But the feeling lessened to a light sting after a few seconds, and she took lighter breaths. She couldn't help but wonder as he stayed still, his words and question playing in her mind as he returned to his position of leaning on his forearms over her. What DID she want from this...? Did she truly wish for any sort of stability from this? Or just survival? Maybe this was the first and last time she'd experience this, or maybe it would be regular. Did she WANT it to be regular, though? She didn't know... All she knew was that his touch swung wildly between rough and gentle every time he touched her, even before this. He always switched between harsher interactions and kind ones, making her angry and thankful at the same time. And yet, when he touched her NOW... Even while over the table, it was almost careful, hesitant to push her too far even while leaving bruises in her skin. Somehow, while sharing this intimacy, he was a perfect mix of the two. And somehow, it calmed her and even gave a small hope in the back of her mind.

Her thoughts stopped, letting out a breathy moan into the kiss as he started moving, this time at a slow pace. This time she kept her arms around him, hugging him close enough for their bare chests to press against each other. Her breaths and moans came from a different sort of pleasure, almost willing to believe that sharing this with him would allow some sort of normalcy. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he set a careful, hard rhythm, one of his arms moving down to press his hand against her stomach.

A single second passed before Heisenberg sent a low pulse of electricity through her body and piercings, causing her back to arch as she pulled away from the kiss with a gasping whine. She felt as he lowered his head with a low groan, starting to kiss and nibble along her jaw. Her nails dug into his back as his movements increased somewhat, creating more scratches to match the ones he already had. Her voice came out in quiet whines and moans into his ear as she clung to him. Sure this was making the soreness worse, but she almost couldn't tell between the low pulses and thrusts coming from the man. Her body shook while simultaneously encouraging more. She WANTED more... She already admitted as much to herself. Another whine escaped her lips as he nibbled just below her ear.

"Fuck, Emmy...~" he nearly purred into her ear, lifting her hips slightly and switching to smaller quick thrusts.

"K-... K-Karl-! F-FUCK-" she managed, her voice breaking somewhat as she allowed her legs to loosen at his sides to bring him closer. She whimpered as he suddenly leaned up, her nails digging and sliding down to his biceps before gripping them as she felt a familiar tightness below her belly; he could feel it, too.

Emelia suddenly held her breath in a surprised, wavering gasp as he slid his hand up her body from the belly piercing, his fingers dragging along the large scar on her chest before lingering and pressing against the sides of her neck. Her whines and moans continued, even as his hand moved higher to her jaw. She then jumped as his thumb pushed past her parted lips, resting on her tongue. She attempted to look up at him, but found it difficult to even keep her eye open... Heisenberg gave a low chuckle at the sight, pushing on her jaw slightly. He didn't even have to say a word as her mouth nearly closed around his thumb. Her whines and whimpers grew louder and her grip on him tightened, and she could only gasp as he pulled his thumb from her mouth and replaced it with his own.

The kiss was returned instantaneously, followed by her wavering, now muffled cry as she finally came once more. He grunted into the kiss as she tightened around him, her legs wrapping around his waist once more while her back arched. She wrapped her arms fully around his shoulders with overstimulated whines as his pace quickened before he finally let out his own wavering moan against her lips. She joined him with her own moan as he shoved his hips against hers, feeling the warmth enter her as he rode out his own orgasm with shaking muscles. God, it felt... It felt good... The warmth and twitching from him kept her whines going as they panted, her body shaking under him.

Both were silent for several moments, the kiss lessening to gentle movements before breaking.

"D-... D-Damn..." Emelia nearly squeaked, her head rolling to the side as her jaw was nuzzled.

"Hm. Are you alright?" Heisenberg asked, earning a small nod.

"... gonna be sore..." she replied quietly, relaxing somewhat as he kept his face against hers. He chuckled.

"You wanted it."

"Shush..." she huffed. Her breathing eased, feeling his smile against her skin. This was... Nice, she had to admit... An uncomfortable whine left her lips as he began to push himself up and away, only pausing as her legs twitched around him to keep him there. "N-No... stay..." she whined, watching as he raised a brow. "... P-Please..."

"I've never heard you say 'please' this much." He joked, earning a light glare. But he simply returned to his place over her with an amused chuckle, nearly laying on her.

She was relaxed despite nearly his entire weight on her torso, though she had no issues. He was really warm... She could almost purr with the warmth both on top of and inside her, the feeling relaxing her to the point of her limbs going lax around him. She felt him chuckle against her skin, taking a breath as his lips found her bruised neck. But her mind wandered elsewhere, and she found herself pressing her cheek to his.

"Can we... Not talk about this...?" She asked quietly, earning a confused hum as he glanced at her.

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"J-Just... Um..." she tried, turning her head to look at him. "M-Maybe this could be... just... stress relief...?"

She jumped as Heisenberg shifted, his face now hovering over hers with their noses together.

"Just stress relief?" He asked, amusement dancing in his eyes as her face reddened. "Is that what you want?"

She simply nodded, her fingers traveling over small scars that covered his upper back and shoulders. 'For now...' she thought. Wait, 'for now'...?? Did she really mean that...? She was pulled out of her thoughts as he pressed a quick kiss to her forehead.

"Then so be it." Heisenberg said simply, meeting her gaze. She stared up at him before nodding and taking a breath. But he moved before she had a chance to even think, wrapping his arm around her waist. "Hold on."

"What-" she tried, only to cling to him with a surprised yelp as he pushed against the mattress to lean up with her against his chest. She let out a light whine as she was shifted on him, small sparks shooting up her spine as she was settled against his hips while he sat and leaned back against the wall. He couldn't help but smirk as she let out a whimper, her legs twitching. "Better?"

"I..." she tried, though couldn't manage words as she felt him shift against her to make himself comfortable. So she simply nodded before leaning against his chest.

It was his turn to freeze as she nuzzled to his neck, giving a pleased sigh as his arms hesitantly went around her waist. She relaxed against him, enjoying the warmth he gave and the feeling of his arms around her.

"... You're warm..." she said quietly, earning a surprised chuckle.

"I would almost hope so." He replied, reaching up and under the shirt she still wore to drag his fingers along small scars on her back. He smiled as she relaxed. "I'm going to assume you're not moving any time soon?"

He nearly laughed as she nodded against his shoulder.

"Fair assumption..." she mumbled, closing her eye.

While she wasn't necessarily tired, there was a sliver of exhaustion in her chest. She had to admit, there was still pain from the bite marks that now covered her neck and shoulders, and the soreness of her legs came as a dull throbbing. But she oddly didn't mind... She held her breath as she realized her enjoyment of this. The touches, the intimacy... Even the dull pains she felt. Maybe she didn't even mind HIM...

No, no... She DID mind him. Did she...? She still found him infuriating... But the way he held her now was... Well, it made her question quite a bit.

She finally sighed, relaxing fully against him. She focused on his touches against her back instead of the thoughts in her mind, willfully ignoring them for once. She'd enjoy what she had for now... Her attention went to the sounds of his heart and distant machinery, letting them lull her into a light sleep. She didn't NEED she sleep at the moment, but to her, it was almost perfect.

She only hoped it would stay that way.

[nic-214]

Jimercury: Model (2)

Art Credit: Darlingfreddie (Tumblr)

Tw: Domestic Violence

Jim storms into his manger's office a scared Freddie follows after him, "What is this?!" he slams a magazine down onto the table.

In bold letters the magazine title read: "Famous Model Caught With Illegal Immigrant??!!" and a picture of Jim pressed against his car with Freddie bitting on his neck in the parking lot, Jim's head tossed back in a silent moan both seem to be enjoying themselves.

"Look," his manger says softly flipping through the magazine, "We'll talk to Paramour Weekly and have the magazine recall if you're not comfortable with this."

Jim grits his teeth, "I want to clear some shit up first. Call Steven and set me up to be interviewed by Creative Gazette, alright. I'm doing a quick photoshoot for today then the interview.''

Jim storms out and Freddie follows. Diva Taylor gives them a smile and prissy wave, " You!" Jim roars grabbing Roger by his collar, "You took those damn pictures!! You made me seem like some whore!!"

Roger laughs, "You can't touch me lard ass. I'll have you fired and get you blacklisted from ever agency in the country."

"So you did do it." Freddie says, " Why? Are you still pissed that I wouldn't let you use me like your bitch? Are you pissed that Brian finds me more attractive than you? Are you pissed that Brian tried to sleep with me?"

Roger lets out a snarl and shoves Jim away. The blond stomps over and jabs a finger into Fred's bony chest, "I'm getting you fired and making sure you'll never work again."

Brian who was standing there silently there the entire time grabs Roger by his hair hard, "I fucking hate you." Brian says anger dripping from his words, "I'm only here for our baby.''

Roger jerks around and slaps Brian hard across his face, ''You don't talk to me like that. I'll tell the police you beat me and rape me, and you'll never get to see your baby."

Brian's face pales and he lowers his hand, the handprint on his face still a angry pink.

"Should we-" Jim shushed Freddie and hurries into his private room.

The Irishman dials 999 quickly and reports Roger in to the police. He locks the door afterward and prays silently, Freddie prays as well.

"D-Do we do the photoshoot still?"

"You want a paycheck right?" Jim asks.

Freddie nods and gets things ready for Jim. After what seemed like the 80th picture a commotion was heard from outside. Jim slides a shirt back on and the two step out of the room, Freddie's camera was still in his hands out of his bag.

"You can't arrest me!! Do you know who I am?! My daddy will ruin you!!" Roger yells fighting against the officers.

Freddie started recording shakily.

"Sir we need you to calm down. We just want to talk." a younger officer says.

Roger tries to spit on him only to get kneed in the back roughly. Which made Roger cry out about the baby.

The entire hallway was crowded with people as Roger was getting arrested. Brian stood numbly watching his husband fight the officers, the thirty-two year old looks down at his hand and removes his ring.

"This is our faults isn't it?" Freddie asks softly as the crowd starts to file down the halls. Jim only nods and tries to push past the throng of people taking Fred's hand as they pushed through.

"Brian," Freddie says softly as they stop.

Brian looks up then down at them he looks to of been crying, "T-Thank you." was all he said before he starts to sob.

Jim tosses his arm over Brian's shoulder, "Lets get you some water. Maybe something to snack on."

Brian sniffles and trembles a little as they leave the building. Jim squeezes Fred's hand seeing both Creative Gazette and Paramour Weekly camera men outside the building filming and snapping pictures.

"Mr. Taylor! Mr. Taylor!" a reporter yells trying to shove a microphone into his face, "Is it true Roger was abusive?!"

Brian held his hand up and tries to cover the camera up, "N-No comment." he sounded broken the handprint was still faintly visible on his cheek.

Jim rushed him to his car and they quickly leave the scene. They got stuck in traffic on the way to a restaurant. Jim drums his fingers against the wheel, Brian hiccups and rubs his face.

"Is it bad that I forgive him?" Brian asks.

Freddie makes a small noise and looks to Jim, "His father abused him.... He couldn't break the cycle..... He took it out on me... I know I'll get to keep our baby... So I'll break the cycle for our child."

Jim grips the wheel and shifts in his seat, "Roger is quite the scandal... He's cheated on you-"

"5 times with women and 3 times with men." Brian says anger now spilling out.

"What if the baby isn't yours?" Freddie asks.

Brian sits up properly banging his head off the car roof. He rubs his head, "I'll raise the child as my own and give them a nurturing home. You can have a child but it takes something special to be a dad."

The car was filled with an awkward silence now as they cruise past traffic. The three of them got to a cheap restaurant to eat for lunch. Brian munched down on salad and a tofu burger, he looked so tired.

"I wasn't just Roger's husband..." Brian says out of the blue, "I was his modeling agent and I did camera work on the side with other models that made him jealous."

Freddie pats his hand, "I'm so sorry.''

Brian looks at Freddie then to his salad, "I want you to be my new model."

Jim and Freddie both gasp, "B-But aren't I too dark?"

Brian raises a brow, "You look perfect. Tiny too... Most agencies like that for some reason." Brian waves his fork.

"We can take some practice pictures at my studio." Jim offers wanting to support his boyfriend.

Freddie stammers and covers his mouth blushing, "I-I-I.. Im.. Oh thank you both!" he hugs them both.

They finished up lunch and head to Jim's studio. Freddie was practically bouncing now, "Do I still look pretty with my short hair?"

They were walking up the stairs now, Jim kisses him, "You're so beautiful no matter what... But short hair does look good on you."

Brian chuckles and sets up the lighting and camera, "Alright give me a ballet dancer's pose. I want to see something."

Freddie stretches and wiggles a little. He takes a deep breath and poses.

(Picture)

"Perfect.'' Brian says snapping pictures. He grins showing Jim his favourite.

"You're a better model than me." Jim chuckles, "Practically all natural model."

Freddie felt his blush grow darker and he covers his teeth, "Thank you, darlings."

As the two were chattering about getting Freddie a contract, Brian's phone goes off and his answers it. He sighs and talks about Roger and the baby before hanging up, "Well.. Guess who's going to court?"

........

It was a long lengthy trial that Roger tried to drag on but thanks to Jim's connections and wealth Brian was able to carry on the trial. Roger was found guilty of domestic assault, fraud, drug possession, and identity theft. He loses all rights to his child once it's born and it'll be placed with its father, Brian. But he'll only serve 35 years though.

Brian nearly cried his abuser was out of his life and he got to raise the baby. He thanked Jim over and over again for his help, "Don't thank me. Just make me and Fred the godfathers to Brian Jr."

Brian giggles and picks up the fat man hugging him tightly, "I owe you my life!"

Jim chuckles, "I just want to see my baby become a star. That's all I want from you besides the godfathers part."

Brian nods undoing his hair from his man-bun he lets the long licks trickle down him, "I can't wait to change diapers, squish their wittle cheeks, teach them about space!" Brian babbles as they leave the courthouse.

"Do you have a nursery ready?" Freddie asks.

Brian pales, "Fuck!" he bolts down the stairs, "I've only got the walls painted and a tiny square crib ready!" Brian panics running his hands through his curls.

"Jim?" Freddie looks over to him.

Jim was already on the phone talking to people, "I'm on it. My godchild will have the fanciest nursery."

Brian gives him a look, "Just a normal nursery, I'm already in debt to you."

Jim laughs, "Mr. May no you are not. I'm just being your friend."

......

(Nursery)

Jim and Brian had the nursery all set for the baby which they found out to be a girl. They were ready to go when the caseworker called Brian to the hospital for the labor. Freddie grabbed the clothing bag for the baby and they took off. Jim and Freddie sat in the waiting room they were going to be supportive.

Brian was watching his daughter be born while three officers stood guard even though Roger was handcuffed to the bed railing. Some part of Brian wanted to comfort him, to let him know the pain was almost over. Was he being too nice? Yes, but that was in his nature. He walked over and held Roger's hand telling him words of comfort. Soon Brian heard, "Would the father like to cut the cord?''

Brian did so, he held the baby first Roger wasn't allowed and hearing his cries hurt but the bitch had it coming. After a day in hospital and much bickering on a name Brian had come up with one, "Jimena (hay-MAY-nah) Frederica May." Brian announces.

"Spell her first name please?" Jim asks.

"J-i-m-e-n-a." Brian spells.

Jim blushes and grins, "You really did it? You named her after us?"

"You two have been my truest friends. I think she needs the names of the two strongest people I know."

Jim could feel himself tear up. He and Freddie hug Brian and hold his little girl.

"You know she's a brunet right?" Jim says playing with her fuzz.

"Green eyes too." Freddie comments.

"Kinda looks grey.." Brian adds he paused, "I know she may not be mine. But I'll love her no matter what."

"She was born with addictive issues.. Roger did drugs with her in the womb." Brian tells them, "But I love her so much. I'm willing to help her."

After discussing with Brian about getting help and babysitting, Jim and Fred left. One the drive back to Jim's Freddie looks over at him, "Is it bad that I want a baby?"

Jim nearly swerves, "Really?" he grins, "Freddie-"

"But I'm scared to carry."

Jim pauses now pulling into their driveway, "I'll carry our baby then."

Freddie kisses him gingerly, "But we're waiting right? Until we're a little older and more on our feet right?"

Jim nods and nuzzles him, " When we're 29 and 27?"

Freddie nods that seemed like a long time away, "I love you."

"I love you too."

They kiss again and Freddie couldn't be more in love with his Irishman.

[bigscaryyanderewriter]

Frosty Fear and the Fury of Flames (Dragonshifter! Shouto x Reader) Part 3

Part 2 ^

Hahaha, a part 3 for you??? It’s more likely than you’d think. This is actually kinda fun to write in parts, although it takes me a while. I have a few requests waiting to be answered still and that kinda bums me out still. Gonna be getting a lot more of Todoroki though. Haha… I like fire boys. Also, if you can’t tell. I really want to play dnd.

Tw: Yandere, Nightmares, Slight Gore

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“Bakugou, are you sure about this? I mean-” 

“Did I ask for your opinion, Shitty hair? Come on, get that damn wimp ready to go. We’re going to need to get out of here if we are going to get them away from that damn dragon.” The grimace on his face as deeper set than usual as you were forced to pack up with the others yet again.

They were going to abandon their mission, since there were other things they could do. That was what Bakugou told you at least, you had a feeling that none of the jobs in this tavern were worth half as much to the group as the one involving Shouto was. Still, you were grateful that they wanted you to stay and that you could be useful to them.

You couldn’t stop the sinking feeling though as you knew that getting farther away would be good, but also… They had to do something like give up the goal they had been working towards to assist you. 

The morning was still dark, no sun peaked on the horizon as the birds only just began singing their morning songs. The bags were packed and soon you were all ready to go by the time the sky began to lighten. You would be heading east and down the mountains a good ways until you got to the plains, travelling for about two weeks before stopping in another city called White Fields. Something was said about dangerous rock formations that would cause small landslides and magic folk you couldn't talk to. Not much rest would be allowed, wanting to get as far as possible from the mountains and desert. If luck was on their side, they would be out of reach by that point, since Shouto was still unable to travel that far from what you have learned. Something about territory disputes and bad blood.

That was the plan and you were praying to whatever would listen that it would work. 

"Are you ready, (Y/N)? We had better get going." Mina spoke from the doorway of the little room of the inn. Her face showed a bit of concerned and you realized you had been scratching a bit at your arm. You hurriedly covered the scratches and grabbed the sack with your more material belongings, the golden jewelry, things you had taken from the cave. Following her out to the boys, you all got moving as you walked out of town. 

The place where the sun rose was your destination. Going throughout the day. The further day the mountains, the darker the forests and the colder it was. It was a bit misty out with the morning still being new. The winter would hit quickly this year and you could tell. At least it would here. The cold air from last night seemed to be cradled here. Your arm hairs prickled as you all walked. 

It was as you pulled your arms closer to yourself that you heard Denki speaking, "Hey, you look… like you might want this." He pulled off the warm yellow cloak he had worn throughout the time you had seen him and offered to hand it to you.

"Oh- It's nothing. I'll be fine… The sun will warm me up soon enough. You know I'm not a princess though, so you probably shouldn't call me that." You said with a tiny fake smile. "I appreciate the offer though."

"Aw, maybe I shouldn't call you princess then. No princess holds a candle to you anyways! You have to be the product of some goddess of beauty." He laughed as you couldn't stop the heat rushing to your face, "Don't be so shy. I'm just teasing you. Though you do make a cute face when you're embarrassed. Still, you should take it. I'll be fine without it for a minute."

"Kaminari, I swear to all the gods that I will shove so many rocks into your mouth, if you don't stop flirting. You'll be shitting so many rocks that you could put it on a resume." Bakugo was throwing nonsense threats and this just resulted in some laughter as you had never heard a threat more ridiculous. It was like it was written by someone who didn't actually know how to properly threaten people or something. 

Ah yes. That is me. The narrator, who cannot narrate without getting sidetracked. Now, watching you and the group laugh… The tension of impending doom is nowhere to be found as you all walk the beginnings of the mountains' autumnal scenery. The yellow cloak draped on your shoulders as you continued and Denki at your side, chatting idly with you. His presence and the conversation taking the pressure of the situation away. It seemed he was an expert, being a bard. Something told you to be careful though. The stereotype with musicians and their unfaithfulness… 

There was more time to mull over the prospect later, but you also just found him so jolly. It was a real treat. Going through the day, nothing happened. It was painfully boring event-wise, tiring, but you made progress. You had begun to feel uneasy, despite Kaminari distracting. Something was lurking in the forests, in the trees. Everything seemed about as turned around for you as a spinning carnival mirror maze. 

Sero, Kiri, and Mina seemed to have had no problem as you were led by them. The group was much closer together now and the laughter began to cease. Night would come and the wish to leave these mountains was becoming louder within your head. It was eerie.

No one spoke much while the dark branches of nearly black barked pines hung above with their ruddy red leaves. The silver of the wood beneath was visibly upon some broken branches and on the stumps that you would sometimes pass on the thinning path. They looked unpleasantly rough to touch. Small barbs lining the branches and serving as more than a small warning to be careful around them. 

Soon the light would go, so Kiri found a spot around where some trees had fallen and sat up a fire for the night, while you picked up anything on the ground to make it less rocky. It was also handy for you to get more sticks for the fire. These trees burned infamously easy. A single mistake with a fire and it could go up in minutes, but it would burn for a long time. It was not usual for anyone to cut any down due to the inhabitants though and the consequences. You didn't know what they were and you weren't about to try to find out by harming the forest. 

Dinner was easy, still being able to have some good leftovers from the inn. You had to eat them all today, but it was still going to be fuel until the next time you went to eat fresh food, cooked by someone else at least.

Denki couldn't help lightening the mood as he pulled out his stringed instrument and started playing a lovely song… It was familiar, somehow. You struggled to think of what it was called, but you knew the words. It was peaceful and it definitely seemed to help Mina perk up again as she began talking with Sero. Bakugo seemed less irritable as he ate, the music must calm the beast. You couldn't help the smile that came on your face at that thought.

Singing along probably wouldn't keep him calm, but you oh so wanted to… It would be a little embarrassing, but others might join in.

So you did. It was time to have some fun.

You hummed along and started singing, 

"How much is love worth?

Yet, we're giving it for free.

Didn't cost a penny, but

I've gained everything.

I'd do anything to make her smile

My darling

My darling

Darling~

If only she would look out

Of that dreamy little world

She would then see

That while I am no prince

And will make her crazier than me

I would never quit to admit I'm wrong

I'd always get on her nerves,

She would hate the way I eat

And only then it's worse.

I'd complain about her mother

Even though she's quite alright

I won't stop til I see her blush

Red in the dead of night.

An immoral proposition

If not only for a tease

But I have some qualities

that put her mind at ease.

I love her more than the sea does a shore

As the sun does the horizon,

Unafraid to come back home

And get her blood arising 

Kiss her face and hold her hand

I'll never let her go.

I'm lucky that she loves it

Where I'd be without it, who would know

That she likes to feel the spite

That even though I mess around

I'm in her bed tonight 

Of my darling,

My darling

My darling

Darling

Not doing as the birds and bees 

But holding on her hand,

Kissing at her face

And saying things for show

Her pretty crimson blush

Cause when I see it, then I know

That the hand life dealt

Was a royal flush."

Denki sang with you as the others watch, some la's and humming as you got up with a spin. The swirl of your dress and body as you sang out each part with more confidence. Mina laughed when you would dance and Kirishima was keeping the beat.

After a while, the singing stopped and soon the group started to settle in. 

Bakugo took first watch with Kirishima, Sero and Denki. Then Mina and you. Only because of practicality. It was to be in three hour shifts. It was when you laid down on your bed roll and cover yourself with a blanket you had been given. The night would be cold, but the fire was big enough to warm you as you sleep. As soon as you eyes closed, you were out. A day of travelling made you more than ready to sleep. It was a wonderful thing to sleep with good dreams, but you seemed to lack any dreams lately.

Not tonight.

You woke up in an ashen forest. Smoke choked life as blue flames rose in the distance. It snowed. You could hardly distinguish the ash from the snow until it would either burn you or melt on your skin. Getting up was impossible, the burning branch crushed your legs.

The acrid smell of burnt hair and smoke. It stung your eyes as you tried to tears away while coughing. You just couldn't stop coughing. "Please! Please! Denki?! Mina!" 

You were crying and struggling. The wood was too heavy and you could see the blood on the snow. You were bleeding heavily. It hurt. It hurt.

"Somebody help me! Please! I don't want to die." You couldn't stop the tears as you thrashed about. Soon you stopped though. A growl sounding above you. Blue eyes and blackened scales, injuries beyond counting.

El diablo azul. The shivering continued as you looked up, nothing short of full blown trembling as he snorted hot air over you and knocked the branch away. Draconic was spoken to you as you scrambled back from him. It was deep and grumbling, not hissing or growling like the words spoken by Endeavor or Shouto. 

"I don't under- understand. Thank you though…" You couldn't look away from those blue eyes as they seemed to glint with amusement before the great black wings beat against the air. Smoke and snow getting caught up as he was off again and soaring over the burning forest. Lying in the snow though, you wouldn't be able to get up. Maybe he wanted to give you a chance to survive. So you pulled yourself up and began to walk through the blizzard, blood oozing from your thigh and ash caked on your skin. You weren't going to make that help mean nothing.

Though, you were confident. You looked up to see something far worse than the fire ahead. Red and white scales. Shouto was coming for you. 

Blinking your eyes open as you were shaken awake. Sweat coated your body while you panted, "Stop- Stop! Please."

It was as you jolted up, you saw Denki looking with fear at you. His hands had been shaking you awake and scrambled away. Out of breath as you looked around frantically. "Shshshh, You need to be quiet. You're attracting too much attention. You were screaming in your sleep. What in the world were you dreaming about…?"

"Nothing, it was nothing, Denki… Just a bad dream. I um, I'll take the rest of your shift if you want to go back to sleep. I don't think I can…" You murmurred. 

[punkscowardschampions]

Buster & Rio

Buster: You okay? Buster: You look better than, but I know you know it Rio: I'm better than too Rio: I'm so glad we did it Buster: Me too Buster: Even if I am gonna have to glass granddad with my juice in a minute, like Rio: Power move, babe Rio: can't have a day off from being a landlord, obvs Buster: Don't dish it out if you can't take the backlash, old man Buster: So, you and Nance? Buster: How does it feel to be in love again? Rio: 😂 Rio: You know, got it's benefits Rio: she insisted on buying this dress, like Buster: Trust her to find somewhere to buy something like that around here Buster: Actual talent Buster: Don't tell her I said so, obviously but Rio: Obviously Rio: Step off my woman, tbh Buster: If she really is your woman keep her on the juice so she'll behave herself with me Buster: Spare me the telling off Rio: People'll think I'm tryna set up a 12 steps programme, like Buster: 😇 Buster: Not to be that selfish cunt now that we've done what we came for, but when can we go? Rio: I feel it Rio: it's exhausting being the centre of attention but someone's gotta, babe Rio: Soon Buster: If you're actually tired we can go right now Buster: Just tell me Buster: I won't even sulk that my idea hasn't got off the ground Rio: It is a good excuse Rio: We gotta make the most of it Buster: Exactly Buster: And then we'll go and I'll take you shopping, outshining my sister and making you happy at the same time Rio: You really need to, don't you? 😏 Buster: 'Course Buster: There's so much you and the baby both need Rio: Right now? 😋 Buster: Yeah Rio: He better not plan on going anywhere yet Rio: but what do I need, baby? Buster: You tell me, angel Buster: Other than the bikinis I already promised you Buster: There's a whole list, I bet Buster: Really think about it Rio: That is true, like no chance of wearing one today but I was popping out of that damn dress like no one's business Rio: I'll be pondering Buster: I'll just be thinking about that Buster: Don't mind me Rio: Gotta do something whilst I'm making my list, checking it twice Buster: I'll check you as many times as this lot will let me before taking the piss Buster: More than twice, at least Rio: I believe in you, babe Rio: we've had enough practice Rio: take piss all you want but you weren't that smart then, lads Buster: 😏 Buster: Speaking of, what do you reckon the chances are of us sneaking off for a little while Buster: I just wanna be alone with you Rio: Hmm Rio: I'm always up for trying if you are Buster: Well, I'm ready when you are then Rio: Speak of the devil Rio: No offense, Ma Rio: bear with Buster: 😒 Rio: Thought you loved being golden boy, babe? Buster: Mine's texting me now, I think you actually summoned her by mentioning the d word Rio: Give me the gist, yeah? Hope she's not vying for round two, like Buster: Nah, she's just checking in Buster: Weird but true Rio: Feeling the good vibes from here Rio: celebrating hard enough Buster: Or she only wants me to be at risk of bad vibes if she's the one giving them out Buster: Either way Rio: Not now, baby Rio: it's only gonna be good from here Buster: Yeah it will Rio: Literally Rio: I can't believe it Rio: no more being apart Rio: no more secret anything Buster: It doesn't feel real yet Buster: That we get to have all that Buster: Like properly, not just for a few weeks or something Rio: I know Rio: Actual forever Rio: No takebacks now Buster: If I smile any wider my sister is gonna take a pic of me and keep that forever 'cause who'd have thought they'd see the day Buster: Moody cunt I was Rio: You're so beautiful though Rio: can I frame it? Buster: I know you're trying to make me blush now so you can frame that Rio: I miss you Rio: how many times and ways can you say congrats, 'cos reckon I've heard 'em all, twice Buster: Same Buster: I think I'd rather a fuck you at this point Buster: Come sit on my lap, make them come to you if they must Rio: You cannot say fuck and lap in the same breath and expect me not to wanna turn you on in return now Rio: so, coming 😋 Buster: That wasn't even intentional, I just miss you too Buster: My mind can't help going there, clearly Rio: I know Rio: Shamelessly dirty mind Rio: been being good for too long now Buster: Yeah Buster: All day I've just been staring at your tits and thinking selfishly about how much I wanna suck on them before he can and the piercing has to come out Rio: 😩 DADDY Rio: Don't reckon we could get away with it, do you Rio: say we're practising Buster: I mean, I don't care if everyone watches so don't actually need to get away with anything Rio: That's so Rio: You're so Rio: Stop 🤤 Buster: I can't Buster: 'Cause you're so Buster: I guess I'll have to compromise with an earlobe for now Rio: How does that feel so good Rio: Shit, you're gonna make me moan Buster: Do it Buster: Everyone's being so loud you could probably scream my name out before any head's turned Rio: I know that's what you want Buster: Then give me it Rio: Loud enough? Buster: Not yet Buster: But maybe if I do this Rio: Baby please Buster: Please do it again, okay sure Rio: Please bite me Rio: quit all that teasing shit you're killing me Buster: Better? Rio: It's a start Rio: Best you can do here, in front of everyone, I think 😉 Buster: Is that a challenge? Buster: You know I take my dares very seriously, always have Rio: I'm gonna need proof of that Rio: been a while since then, remind me Buster: Alright Buster: You might wanna hold on to the edge of this seat Buster: Just saying Rio: I wanna hold onto you Buster: Hold on tight then Buster: Don't give us away or I'll have to stop Rio: I need this more than I wanna be loud Rio: Trust me Rio: I'll be the perfect angel Buster: We'll see Buster: You wanted a reminder, yeah? I'm just not going as far back in time yet, just a few weeks back for now Rio: I remember Rio: That was a good time Buster: Now, how did I begin? Hmmm Buster: Was it like this or this Rio: Oh Rio: Here, lemme help, if I just move a tiny bit forward like this Rio: that's definitely it Buster: Babe, you're so helpful Buster: But I think it was more like Rio: Yeah, wow, okay Rio: Maybe you're right, babe Buster: I'm still not sure though Buster: Let's try this Buster: Just Rio: Buster Buster: Rio Rio: Slow down if you don't want me to make a scene, this feels too good already Buster: So what you're saying is, if I want you to make a scene I should do this? Buster: Or maybe Rio: People are looking baby Buster: Let them Rio: Oh my God Buster: I'm gonna have to take you to the bathroom, aren't I? You're just feeling so hot and faint all of a sudden, like Buster: It's unavoidable Rio: I don't know if I can move yet Buster: I'll carry you, it's okay Buster: Come on Rio: Will you fuck me properly in there? Rio: Can't promise you cocaine this time but you'll definitely get some Buster: And I'll barricade the door too Buster: I can promise you privacy and all the reminders you want Rio: I love you Rio: I wanna remember every single time you've made me cum Buster: I love you too Buster: Try and look weak as I loudly make our excuses for the rest of the table Buster: Then we can focus on how you actually feel Rio: Won't be too hard Rio: always weak for you, like Buster: And you do look very 😳 Buster: Hold on Rio: That's your fault entirely, you knew what you was doing Buster: I haven't even started yet Rio: Make me so messy we can't say bye Rio: then take me home and do it all again Buster: You know I can't say no to you Rio: 😊 Rio: You know you don't want to Buster: I really don't Buster: I might be the one literally carrying you halfway across this bar right now but I'm so weak Rio: It's been a long day, baby Rio: this will make you forget all about it Buster: Feel my heart Buster: I need this Buster: I need you Rio: You've got me, forever Rio: I'm gonna take care of you Buster: We're gonna take care of each other Buster: Just don't let me go to hell for how concerned some of that lot are that you're actually sick Rio: They're gonna know how much better I feel soon, don't worry Rio: I'll put their mind's at, probably not ease but you know Buster: I love you Rio: I love you babe Buster: Time to find out how easy your new dress is to take off Rio: Well the girl in the shop had to help me get it on so Rio: but I believe in you Buster: You should Buster: I'm very determined Rio: I know, it's one of the things I like about you Buster: Give me the list while I strip you, see how many we get through Rio: Damn Rio: Okay Rio: You're smart but so hardworking with it, you're hot as fuck and the best lay ever but really fucking beautiul and sweet too, you're honest and I never have to second-guess what you say, or think there's stuff you aren't Rio: You're the best protector, you get me and you make me wanna be better 'cos you believe I can, you're never boring Buster: As much as I wanna hear more, I did it Buster: So phones down Rio: 😩🤤 okay daddy, long as you keep laying down the law too Buster: Promise Rio: 👑 Buster: Now do what you're told Rio: 😋 Buster: I'm serious, if I have to take it away from you you're gonna be so sorry Rio: Make me sorry 'cos I'm not Rio: At all Buster: Fine Buster: If that's how you want it Rio: 🙌 Buster: [Saucy behavior ensues] Rio: Well, this isn't shaming at all Rio: why'd you let him stop you? Buster: Would you honestly rather I didn't? Rio: I don't care really, even if everyone fully heard Buster: Good, 'cause it's a fair assumption Buster: You sounded so good though Buster: I hope they did Rio: I felt so good Rio: it's alright for you, if you'd drink it, they'd buy you a pint, like 😏 Buster: Use your pregnancy excuse? Buster: The hormones, like Rio: 😂 for being a needy slut? Rio: Sorry everyone, basically a medical emergency Buster: Yeah Buster: It can make you horny, that's accurate Buster: Your ma can back you up Rio: Hush 😒 she probably would and no one needs to be that blunt about it, like Buster: 😂 Buster: I need if it means we can go home sooner rather than later Rio: I'm waiting on you, big man Buster: Let's go then Rio: Meet you on the otherside, like Rio: no way of getting out of here quick or easy Buster: Not with that attitude, babe Buster: We can do anything, remember? Rio: You gotta be polite Buster: Nah Buster: I can be selfish, so can you Rio: Yeah? Buster: 'Course Buster: What if I'm polite to you? If I say please, maybe Rio: Try it and see Buster: Rio, please let me take you home right now Buster: Please Rio: 🤤 Rio: How could I say no? Rio: 'Specially when I wanna go too Buster: Good Buster: Don't resist me Rio: Daddy 😩 Rio: You're gonna have to fuck me in the car now Rio: 'fore we even get going Buster: I better move it first then Buster: Give us slightly less chance of being interrupted Rio: Good idea Rio: I can't deal with any more today Buster: I know Buster: Me either Rio: When we get home can we stay in bed for at least Rio: 3-5 working days Rio: and not have to see anyone Buster: Well, Indie maybe Buster: But definitely Rio: Okay, kinda unavoidable, not that rude Buster: You can still stay in bed, I'll bring you everything you need Rio: You're lovely Rio: I don't need to, I just want to Rio: I've missed you so much Buster: Shh I'm trying to be a prick so we can leave Buster: Well, I want too and I want you to Buster: So it's gonna happen Rio: 🤐 Buster: I love you Rio: I love you too Buster: Come on Buster: Enough of this Buster: Time to go home Rio: Thought you'd never ask Buster: Well, now I'm telling Buster: Everyone, and you Rio: 😍 Rio: Let's go Buster: Yeah Buster: Meet me at the car, I'm seriously gonna move it Rio: Me too 💃 Rio: Never seen me move so fast Buster: I could say when you were running away from me, but let's not think about that Buster: 😏 Rio: Oh but it's so much fun to Buster: Oh really? Rio: Don't you think? Buster: Are you gonna play hard to get in this car? 'Cause I think that'll be a challenge Rio: 😏 Rio: Keep on your seat, thank you Buster: 'Cause you asked so nicely Buster: I might Rio: Better Rio: can't keep your hands to yourself you gonna catch these hands Buster: Hot Buster: [Sends car pics of him not keeping his hands to himself, wink wonk] Buster: Are you sure that's what you want though? Rio: 😣 Buster: Use your words Buster: I asked you a question Rio: but I want you but I can't give into you so easy Buster: Yes you can Buster: You can do anything you want, have anything you want Rio: You promise you won't get bored Buster: Do I look or sound bored to you? Rio: I can't make it a challenge Rio: I need you so much Buster: I don't want it to be Buster: Don't you know how impatient I am for you Rio: I'm looking at the pictures, still Buster: I need you too Buster: Come here and I'll show you Rio: I'm trying, I swear Buster: Try harder Buster: Please Rio: I'm sorry baby Rio: they're trying to show me something, I'm barely listening Buster: Just tell them I'm trying to show you something Buster: [sends more pics to make his point] Rio: Fuck Rio: they're gonna know if you keep making me react like that Buster: Good Buster: You're mine and they're keeping you from me so Rio: Say it again Buster: You're mine and I want you here now Rio: I'm yours Rio: and I'm making my excuses Buster: Blame me Buster: I don't care Rio: I don't either Rio: They can be mad if they want Buster: Exactly Buster: We're free, babe Rio: We've been nice Rio: all day Buster: Jesus, we've been nice for weeks Rio: My poor baby especially Rio: enough talking, yeah? Buster: Unless its just to you Buster: For you Rio: I've got so much to tell you Buster: Start now Buster: I'm listening Rio: Do you have any idea how badly I've wanted you all day because being on the beach reminded me of the honeymoon and also where we're gonna make our next baby and it's been even more unbearable than being nervous was Buster: Baby Buster: You've really been through it today, yeah? You need to unwind Buster: When we get home, you're having a massage, no arguments Rio: I'm not going to argue Rio: I want you to make me feel good Buster: So hurry up Buster: I'm here waiting Rio: I'm out the door, where'd you move the car Buster: If you promise to behave for long enough I'll bring it right to you Buster: Otherwise [location] Rio: I'm an angel, how dare you Rio: but not a princess so you know, I'll walk Buster: Why do you think I've been carrying you all day, fuck princesses, you're a queen Rio: You're a dork Rio: but you're mine Buster: So that's a no to the plastic 👑 then, yeah? Okay Rio: If it ain't real I ain't down, general rule Rio: gotta match the 💍 Buster: Good to know Buster: First thing on the shopping list, is it? Buster: I'm still waiting for that too, like Rio: You'd rather go shopping right now? Rio: Okay, babe Buster: Shut up Buster: You're the one stalling Rio: I'm walking Rio: excuse me for being weighed down by YOUR huge child Buster: Don't listen son, your mum is just frustrated right now Buster: She doesn't mean it Rio: 😒 Now you're ganging up on me Rio: Charming Buster: Poor baby Buster: You feeling outnumbered? Rio: 😞 Yeah Buster: The dog can be a girl, I promise Rio: So you can call us both bitches, hmpf Buster: 😂 Buster: Behave Rio: You gonna give me a treat if I beg real nice, daddy? Buster: You know it Rio: Forever mad you don't like cats Buster: It's not like I hate them Buster: You can still have some, just not so many they outnumber the children Rio: It's not that I've got the ears and collar and everything and you won't even appreciate it 😠 Buster: Well, now you're just putting words in my mouth Rio: Salty fr 😂 Buster: 😒 Buster: Don't take the piss Rio: I'm not, I'm genuinely fuming, who am I gonna be a pretty lil kitty for now? Rio: dogs are such male energy, I can't, babe Buster: It literally hasn't stopped you before, but okay, babe Buster: Also I'm fuming that you're calling me a cat hater to get out of this Buster: Just put it on and stop playing Rio: True Rio: Hmm, I was just really jealous of the dog that day Rio: and I wanted to be choked, I'm not gonna not use the leash, like, who am I Buster: I remember Buster: Vividly Rio: Mmm, I'm sure the neighbours do too, another stairway escapade Buster: I hope they don't, that way we can jog their memory Buster: Or just give them a new one Rio: Your hands feel so good around my throat Rio: you can feel every noise I can barely make Buster: If you're gonna talk like that, I'm gonna need you to also walk faster Rio: You know how I get Rio: distracted Buster: If I have to get out of this car and come and find you, distracted won't be the half of it Rio: No? Buster: Right, I'm opening this fucking door Rio: I don't think you're gonna do anything to me on this public street though 😋 Buster: If you wanna be wrong, you can be wrong Buster: 'Cause like fuck I won't Rio: Yes Rio: Come get me Buster: I am Buster: I will Rio: What are you gonna do to me, daddy? Buster: It's a surprise Buster: Like you said, there's been so much talking today Rio: Fuck, just do it, do what you want do what you need, just be here now Buster: Say please Buster: It can be the last word though Rio: Please please please Rio: I'll be saying it quietly 'til I feel you behind me