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Vargas, in his monster costume: Crowley, I’m trying to sneak around but the clap of my ass cheeks keep alerting the students !!

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Someone has written before about Crewel giving the reader an aphrodisiac/ horny potion lollipop, right? Having you suck on it while fucking you. Just making you hornier and hornier.

 Like I’m not the first person who’s thought up this concept... though just because I’m not first doesn’t mean I can’t write it

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I definitely think this was meant aggressivly and I love your response to it. You just come off so sweet and darling the opposite of what you are explaining that you write. This is art. I adore you. 💕💕💕

so you will write rape and kidnappings but won't write literally anything to do with raising kids or cute parenting headcanons? what the fuck.

yeah pretty much! i’d say i write dubcon and not noncon but really that’s just technicalities aint it

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I'll admit that Riddle fic wasn't my best work but for it to flop so hard??? Like it obviously didn't appear in tags, but was it just bad timing too? My dash is mostly one blog and a few others sprinkled in but even those don't have may notes? Like a hot and spicy dish was delivered from the splendid sugocurry and it had a rather low number.

Maybe I'm putting too much of a big deal on this but it bugs me. And I'd like the story to get more recognition. I really don't want to repost but I don't think a reblog will do much of anything...

Update: Thank you to the people who like or reblogged it after seeing this post. I really appreciate it and I'm sorry for complaining. I didn't expect it to do anything

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(!NSFW) for Riddle Rosehearts pleaseee, what would he do to prove to his fixed fiance (by Riddle's mom) that him and fem!s/o are in an intimate relationship so she has no place with him?

My brain went to exhibitionism soooo I hope that’s what you meant c: Enjoy! @remiiiiiiiiii Also so so sorry this took so long

Since Riddle is the Queen of hearts, the reader is referred to as his King. The reader is still female. 

Disclaimer: Exhibition, Riding, There is not a use of protection in this story. Always use protection in the real world. 

Riddle was never one to be to put on public displays of affection. Sure he always had you at his side, just because he enjoyed your presence and it was his subtle way to flex. However that changed when he came home from break with another woman accompanying him. He had a cocky smirk the moment he saw you, his arms immediately wrapping around pulling you into an almost possessive hug. You couldn’t help but blush beat red as his hands trailed up your side, grazing over your chest in front of the uptight professional looking lady. 

“S-short cake? I missed you too but..” You mutter, gesturing to the stranger. “This, my precious tart is the woman my mother decided to betroth me too.” It may have not sounded like it, but you could tell there was anger seeped throughout his words. 

“My name is Viola. I’m glad to see that you have some decency. Your mother promoted you as such a dignified man, Riddle. Miss, has he always been so disgusting?” She was talking to you now as if Riddle wasn’t even here. 

“I just want to demonstrate how I plan to show you my love once we are wed.” Riddle answered, giving his new beloved a small glare which she returned with a cold, “We’ll see about that.” 

After that Viola was always trailing the two of you, she never left Riddle’s side so Riddle never let you leave his. His hands were constantly around you at the very least, often traveling to rest or fiddle with your intimate areas at any point of the day that he could have his arms around you. That was only the start of it, one day when you were studying in the library Riddle locked his lips onto your neck, his fingers slipping into your panties and rubbing against your folds. Your face beat red unable to help yourself from feeling hot and bothered not from only his precise choice but Viola’s look of disgust and the occasional glances from other students caught wind of your moans. Soon Riddle even started toys on you throughout the day, with your permission of course. He also gave you a cute harness to wear under your uniform all day. In all fairness he got a matching one for his fiance who immediately and aggressively refused. Yet she still didn’t give up on being his wife.

You were quite enjoying this new exhibiting and kinky side of Riddle but it was getting annoying that his damn fiance was still hanging around. Her judgment glare and constant nagging was become more of a nuisance than a source of spite that fueled you on. Soon you and Riddle came up with a plan, a deviant act that was sure to drive her away. It was part of the rules to so it wasn’t something she’d be able to refuse or ‘change’ about him as she liked to threaten. It took place at the next tea party... 

Once the most important parts of the tea party had concluded, and some of the students began packing up when Riddle declared, “This tea party cannot end yet. According to Rule #256 a tea party cannot end until the Queen has been satisfied!” The students quietly muttered among themselves trying to figure out what the issue you could be. Ace began to speak up, but you cut him off. “I believe this is a matter for the Queen’s King~ I’m sure it won’t take long.” There was an uncomfortable shuffling in the crowd and you slipped onto Riddle’s lap. Most of the students, Trey and Deuce included looked away and worked to busy themselves and others with cleaning tasks that could be done even if the tea party hadn’t been declared over. Others, like Ace and Cater kept themselves more attentive to their dorm head’s activities. 

As soon as you had crawled onto Riddle’s lap and sprung his cock free from his pants, Viola began protesting. “No! Absolutely you can not do that! It has to be against the rules!” You simply turned and gave her a smirk, “The most important Rule for the King to follow his that they must always satisfy their queen’s needs.” Riddle let out a shaky breath as you slid against him. “If you aren’t able to provide for your Queen in such a simple way like this, then you’ll never be a suitable fit as my partner.” You chide, locking eyes with Viola who looked liek she might burst into flames from being so near the lewd sight. “No! Impossible. You two are just so WRETCHED! Sinners both of you I want no part!!” She screamed leaving the tea party in a frenzy, distracting some of the crowd’s attention away from you.

“It worked!” You clung hugged Riddle, and pressed your lips to his. You were finally free of her. The two of you enjoyed the passionate kiss not pulling away until breathless. “She’s gone, but your queen still needs pleasing~” Riddle whispered his hands running up your thighs and fiddling with the bottom of your skirt. You gave a small smirk, “I suppose if it’s to please my queen, and we’ve already gone this far.” You slowly sunk yourself onto his cock, inhaling a sharp breath as he entered you. His thumb rubbed small circles on your thigh as you moved yourself up and down slowly, taking your time.

“Do you just want to tease me or do you like the attention of a crowd?” Riddle whispered noticing your slow pace. He promptly let out a grunt from the way you tightened around him. You had pushed the thought of being watched away but the mention of it again made all of you tense. You were much more focused on the fact that she was gone, rather than the idea that everyone else was still here. It didn’t really matter at this point, you had already started it would be troublesome for both of you to stop now.

 “I just want to savour the moment is all.” Even though everyone was technically watching, all you could see was Riddle. He was all you wanted to see right now. “Is the Queen demanding I go faster?” You teased, making only short, small movements now. Hardly taking in any of his cock. 

“Yes.” He was basically pouting since you had essentially stopped your movements. “Ride me faster, I want to be thoroughly satisfied.” His hips gave a strong thrust to give you an ‘example’.

“Ah!” A small cry escaped you, momentarily gaining attention of some folks in the crowd. “Y-yes, my Queen.” Your lowered yourself and began bouncing up and down working your way up to a quicker pace. You didn’t want to wear yourself out too quickly or push yourself and have it hurt.

 Soft gasps and lewd moans began to slip out as you rode on. To help silence yourself you pressed your lips against Riddle’s. They tasted like strawberries, as always. Ah, how you missed kissing him like this, so deeply and passionately. Your arms moved from resting on his shoulders to wrapping around them, pulling yourself closer to him, wanting to deepen the kisses further. His hands ran along your thighs and back around to grope your ass. Soon he started to help you to move faster, pulling you down harder onto his cock. Your kisses grew sloppier and sloppier, hard to hold with the new pace you were moving into. 

“Wonderful!” Riddle tossed his head back as your insides slipped along one of his more sensitive spots. “It feels so good.” His cheeks were starting to turn red. His breathing was becoming shorter and shorter as was yours. “I can feel the way you’re squeezing me mhh,” Riddle sighed, keeping his voice hushed. “You’re close to cumming.” His cheeks burned a bit brighter as he began placing kisses on your cheeks. 

However with how quickly the two of you had started, you hadn’t really thought through where he would cum. It would be much too messy for him to do so outside, since you still would need to clean up and head back to the dorm. “You can r-release inside… Please Riddle I want you to fill me!” You cried moving faster getting desperate for release. 

Your noises were now definitely loud enough for those closest to this end of the table to start hearing. You didn’t care though, the only thing that mattered was Riddle. Begrudgingly you released your grip on him a bit to give more freedom of movement. His hips were moving at their own pace now, gradually increasing until he felt himself climax. His movements stuttered as he came filling you with his frosting. “Riddle~” You squealed reaching your own climax, your body squeezing around him. It felt so good to be squeezing around his cock, to feel his cum filling you. The two of you together was just right, a perfect pair. 

After taking a moment, and few kisses to calm yourselves, Riddle pulled out and sat up straight. His arms stayed around you wanting to keep you in this lap. 

“Now that the Queen has been satisfied, this Tea  Party successfully finished!” Riddle declared. He gave a few more orders about clean up and how it would be “Off with their Heads” if anyone were to share the events of what just happened outside of the dorm, then turned back to you. “I love you. You will be an excellent King.”

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SHIT I NEVER POSTED THAT RIDDLE FIC

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Guys, do you know what happened to @lemontwst ? She hasn't posted or updated in so long. I'm getting really worried.

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sango I missed your posts! good to see you back!

whAt... 

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Nipple pasties, but it's the character thing Cater likes

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So it depends on what you want. Vil, Idia, Leona and Malleus seem like good options because they are the most likely to be well known so thought the rest of your life you can say "I fucked that famous person"

If you want to come out of it with a story of one of the most interesting sexual experiences you pick Floyd, Jade, Rook, Trey or Lilia

If you want information you fuck Azul, Ace, Deuce, Sebek, or Ruggie.

It has just occurred to me that you were setting this in an AU where they are all Princes soooo in that case Jack. He's not one to sleep around so even if you were seducing him just for smashing, part of him still connected with you enough to allow that. Also sweet babe is definitely a virgin meaning in this scenario it would be his first time. So even if your relationship doesn't last I think he would always hold you in his heart as someone important and someone that he loved and I think that's really sweet 💕

alright, to all my customers. if you were to seduce ONE twst boy, who would it be? let’s say you’re were to seduce them who are princes/kings (not necessarily those who are canonically princes, let’s put it in an au). yes, this is going to be tasty.

chii stop jumping into different stories all at once when you’re not even finished with 6 of your drafts - coco

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Oh yea, forgot to add: the redheads all eat mad pussy 😳😳

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Hi, is it possible to request for a nsfw crewel x student! Reader? ;_; the reader is being a tease and tries to flirt with him during class. Then both of them end of doing it after school in his classroom?Thank you for your time! >.<

ABSOLUTELY!! I really like this request, I am sincerely sorry it took me so long to finish it. I’m glad I finally got to write pet-play professor. 

For the context of this fic, we’re going to say Night Raven is a newly co-ed school. Male students still outnumber females, but it is no longer gender exclusive. 

Disclaimer: Teacher x student. Don’t fuck your teachers for extra credit in real life, that is not how you succeed.

“Now, what is the element with the hottest melting point?” Crewel pointed his baton your way, as your fingers perked up. 

“Tungin” You answered, a small smirk on your lips. The rest of the class started laughing, but your professor was smarter than that. 

“Tungsten,” Crewel corrected as the class quieted down, “It is quite a robust element. Incredibly hard.” His eyes connected with yours. “Only in its purest form can you make it putty in your hands.” Crewel turned away and returned to his lecture...

“Now for today’s mini-lab, you and your partner need to list the 15 elements in order of weight. Once you have them all correct you may leave.”  

You paired up with the person next to you and tried to cooperate with them. There was much more you looking over at Crewel than actually helping with the worksheet. 

Eventually you 'accidentally' tossed your pen from your hand in the direction of his desk. It hit the floor and rolled to one of the legs, the placement couldn't have been more perfect. "Oops... I'll be right back." You told your partner, who didn't seem to care since you weren't helping anyway. 

Concealing your bright smile with a mischievous,  you walked over to the professor’s desk, his attention turning to you. "Did you have a question?" He rose a brow looking you over.

"Nope, just needed to get my pencil. It rolled over here." You explain as you drop to your knees in front of him, taking your time to turn onto all fours, your ass up and wiggling as you felt around for your pencil. Divus shifted in his chair, seeming to be looking back at the papers rather than the curve of your ass barely covered by the short uniform skirt. If he leaned back a little, he'd probably be able to see your panties, or if you were wearing any. 

Unfortunately, he did not, and gave you a disinterested response, "If you can't find it. I'll loan you a new one. You should get back to your assignment." A small pout formed on your face before you grabbed your pencil and stood. "Wait," He called out when you were a few steps away. You eagerly turned, "Yes, sir?"

"In class, it's Professor, not sir." Divus held out a paper to you, your last test with the results in red at the top. A 69/100, not great. "Your grades seem to be slipping and this attitude of yours, I think you may need a reminder of who's in charge. See me after school." 

"Yes, professor." You squeaked out trying not to smile too much. Sure you were in trouble but seeing him after school meant that the two of you would be alone together. And that part about teaching you who was in charge, it was way too easy to find a hidden meaning in that. Now it was even harder to focus on the work at hand. Even through the rest of your classes, all you could think about what Divus was going to teach you later. 

Knock. Knock. Knock. 

"Professor?" You called out, entering the classroom before waiting for a response, "You wanted to see me?”

"What is the point of knocking, if you're not going to wait for an answer?" Divus sighed from behind his desk. "You may come in. Be sure to lock the door. I hate when students just think they can barge in." He watched, making sure you did what you were told. Once you had locked the door you obediently went over and stood in front of his desk.

"I made it a goal to be sure none of my pups had red marks this semester." He removed his glasses and moved the stack of paperwork into a drawer. "You are at risk of me breaking this promise, and I won't have it." He stood, and walked around the desk to stand in front of you. "You need more discipline."

"You think scolding me is going to make work harder?" I mean it might, depending on the type of punishment. "Maybe I want red marks." You wanted them more on your body than your report card though.

He was unamused at your response. "I've trained plenty of other litters, my methods have yet to fail. I've dealt with your type too. So, what is this new issue of yours that has you so distracted in class?" He took a step closer, leaving him right in front of you, "Or should I guess." 

“Well... It’s just hard for me to focus on chemical reactions when my body always has such a strong reaction to you. It’s easy for my mind to wander to more reactive activities.”

A smirk crossed his lips, as he leaned in, “Like my tongue inside you?”

You shivered from his warm breath on your ear. You felt your lower regions pulse, thoughts of your little fantasy popping up in your mind. You needed a moment to regain your composure. “Tongue just happened to work with the element, I’m not opposed to any other part of you being in me either~”

“Quite a bold little puppy you are.” Crewel took a step back looking you over. “Since that's the issue let's try and see if you can focus on one of those activities,” He pointed the baton at his desk, “Sit.” You eagerly obey, taking a seat on the side edge of his desk. 

He took off his coat and placed it on the coat stand before moving back to his desk. “If you still can't focus, or misbehave then this stops." He started sifting through the bottom left drawer. “Hold this.” He shut the drawer and stood holding a wrapped condom to your lips. You softly took the corner of the package in your mouth. “Don’t drop it.” 

The order was a bit harder to follow than you thought as he almost teasingly slowly removed his tie and undid a few buttons on his shirt. He ran a hand through his hair before undoing his pants and pulling out his dick. You would have licked your lips if you could.

“You look hungry pet.” You spread your legs as his gloved hand ran up your thigh.  He stepped closer, slowly grinding his erection against your wet panties. You let out a needy whine shifting your hips as a way to encourage him. Your core tightened just from the grinding, it just made you want him more. “You’re so excited, aren’t you? I wonder, how often have you masturbated to the idea of me fucking you in this classroom?” 

You gave him a lustful look as he finally took the condom from your mouth. “Enough to have some expectations” You gave a coy smile but he simply responded with a smirk. 

“I doubt those will hold up to the real thing.” Once the condom was on his hands trailed up your thighs. Your breathing grew heavy with lust at his teasing touch. The way he took his time was driving you crazy.

You narrowed your eyes at him, wanting to scold him to hurry it up, but he simply stared back a small upward curve at the corner of his mouth. His threat of stopping if you misbehaved floating through your head. There was no way you were going to risk this ending not when you were so close. His fingers finally caught the edges of your panties and pulled them off, a strand of your juices dragging out. 

Crewel licked his lips, finally grabbing your hips and tugging you against him. “Let’s see if you meet my expectations.” He rubbed against you a few times before slowly pushing in, leaving you time to adjust. He wasn’t sure how experienced you were and didn’t want to push you too much. While the feeling was tight, and a bit painful with how active your insides had been it wasn’t too bad to adjust to. “Ah~ Y-you’re finally inside, Professor Crewel!" You gasped between your shaky moans. A smile formed on your face from looking down at how he stretched you. There was still so much left to fill you with and you couldn't wait. 

His hand gripped your chin to look back up at him. "Wrong. It's Master or Master Crewel now. Do you understand pet?"

"Yes Master Crewel." It was easy enough to remember the name as you referred to him as such in most of your fantasies anyway. 

His hand slid up your cheek to push some of your hair away from your face, "Good girl. I won't hesitate to drill the idea into you if you forget." 

Now that you had had time to adjust and names were sorted, it was time to set things in motion. His thrusts were smooth and slow at first. Even with such little stimulation, your walls were pulsing around him, squeezing as if trying to pull him deeper. It made him want to go wild, but he of course had control and would wait patiently until you let him do so. 

Your head tilted back, calling out his name. "Good pet. Just like that. I can tell you're enjoying yourself." He smirks, "Is it all your imagined? Or did you want it rougher?" He'd be happy to oblige his student's needs since they waited so long. It would be easier for them to focus if he fulfilled the fantasy correctly. 

"More." Your voice was merely a whisper at first, rising as you knew mewling wasn't a satisfying answer for him.  "I want to take all of you. I want you to move faster. Please, Master! Fuck me! I can take it, I need your cock!" You begged, feeling needy. You had let your thoughts of him been wandering for too long to not indulge yourself. You wanted him to fuck you so that you never needed another fantasy of him, just memories of this moment. 

"Such a needy pet." His hips stilled, "Lay down." His hand rested on your back to ease you into laying down across the length of his desk. He pushed your legs up and open. One of his hand resting on one of your knees, the other on the table so he could lean over you, "Let's test how much you can take."

With this new positioning, he had more leverage, and now that he wasn't holding himself back as much anymore it was almost a whole different experience from when he first ented you. His whole cock was sliding in and out of you.

His thrusts are almost wild, nothing like the slow pace he had kept before. If he hadn't laid you back beforehand you would have fallen back on your own. His entire cock being pushed inside you now, it filled you up so nicely. With these deeper thrusts, his shaft brushed against your sweet spot from time to time. Your body clenched tightly around him each time, never wanting him to pull out yet wanting him to thrust even faster and deeper. He carefully watched your expressions as the pleasure overcame you. The way your eyes became hazy and that small smile as you gasped and groaned. Some words slipping out occasionally, mostly master, yes, and more. 

"Such a good pet. You're already surpassing my expectations." Divus cooed, "Is this everything you thought about?"

"Y-yes!" You cried out between gasps. "It feels so good. So much better than a fantasy."

"Good. Then there is no reason to keep daydreaming in class then." 

"Yes. No... I-" You couldn't focus on his questions right now, or what the right answer was. You just wanted to cum and enjoy the feeling of him thrusting into you. "I'm going to cum. Master please~" 

You suddenly felt a sharp sting on your thigh as his gloved hand slapped your skin. "Answer me first pet. Are you going to focus in class?" His thrusts slowed to your dismay. 

"Yes! I'll focus in class! I'll raise my grade I promise!" You called out a bit panicked and desperate for him to continue. 

Divus chuckled a bit, enjoying your desperation. "I'm expecting good results then." His hips regained their rapid pace from before, "Now you can cum, pet." Now given permission and his thorough pace returned it didn't take long for your body to reach its peak and your orgasm to course through you. The way your body clenched and spasmed around him had him cumming soon after you. He rode out the pleasure high before finally stopping his thrusts and pulling out of you. 

A pout accompanied by a small whine formed at the loss of his cock so soon, but you couldn't stay upset. He just looked way too sexy running his hand through his hair, leaning over you catching his breath. Divus gave a small smile as his eyes caught yours. "Good girl. You performed well." 

He helped you to sit up on his desk then discarded the condom and began fixing his pants. "If you do well on the next test, I'll reward you just like this." Once he was situated, he let you rest your head against his chest while he fixed up your uniform. "If not then I'll have to find other ways to get you to behave." 

You knew it was meant as a warning but it just excited you. "Yes, Master Crewel. I'll do my best."

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Jamil and Divus has Master/Servant kink confirmed

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Crewel.. h-having you call him Master 👉👈

The lines going around are giving me inspiration so hopefully hopefully I will finish up my Crewel fic today. I really need to post something.

Also also Vargas hair down!!! What! Is it like Van hair down? Does he look more humble and like sad and romantic or like Fabio with his hair flowing in the wind. I wanna see! We never will but I want to seeeeeeeeeee

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When I saw this I wanted to re-create this but Twisted Wonderland.

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👁👁mayhaps.... T, M, K, H and A for fem!adeuce.... yes it is me again... 🗿

** HORNY **

T - Top or bottom (self explanatory…)

- F!Deuce: She is a bottom! But she is willing to top if you want her to.

- F!Ace: Top! You’d have to fight her and tackle her down if you want her to bottom.

M - Masochism (do they like pain? scratching? biting? being bossed around? spoken down to? choked?)

- F!Deuce: No, not really. She is gentle and fragile, be careful with the poor girl..

- F!Ace: Hell yeah! She does have her limits though, don’t go as far as leaving marks; She can’t have her dorm leader finding out about what she does, or it’s off with her head!

K - Kissing (what parts of their body do they like having kissed? what parts of their partner do they enjoy kissing? do they like leaving marks / having marks left on them?) 

- F!Deuce: She enjoys having her lips, neck, collar bone, cheek, and her arms kissed. It makes her feel butterflies in her tummy~

- F!Ace: Ace enjoys having her thighs, jawline, neck, and stomach kissed. Feel free to leave wet kisses as well, and those parts won’t be the only things wet either~!

H - Humiliation (does degradation and insults get them hot? do they get off on humiliating someone else? what kind of humiliation is good for them?)

- F!Deuce: She isn’t too fond of humiliation, but don’t go too far! Like I said, she is much more gentle and needs to be handled with care,,~ Although, she isn’t against you calling her humiliating names either.

- F!Ace: You can do as you wish to her, that’s the whole reason why she loves being a brat for you. Insult her, call her humiliating names, she’s only going to get back at you with meaner insults.

A - Alone time (how do they get off when they’re all by themselves? do they watch porn, is it all in their imagination, do they jerk off, do they use toys?)

- F!Deuce: She doesn’t get off as much as Ace does, but she does she’s gentle and soft. She won’t use toys, she’s scared of her dorm members finding her out. She uses her imagination, thinking about your fingers diving in and out of her instead of her own.

- F!Ace: Ace touches herself often, she doesn’t own any toys. She watches porn when she masturbates, the rough porn with degrading comments and spanking. She likes to imagine being the one getting fucked into the mattress, and you’re spanking her for being such a bratty and disobedient girl.

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I was wondering if I could request a fem MC who drank too much at their own house party then fell asleep and doesn't remember much about the night. They have a hot, heavy, vocal wet dream about Ace. MC thinks it's a dream at least, until they wake up hungover next to a naked, equally as hungover Ace. I hope this doesn’t make you uncomfortable in any sort of way, but if you ever write this all I have to say is thank you for your amazing and blessed writing.

I’m am really so sorry this took so long! I liked this idea very much but had a hard time sticking with a concept for the body of it.  I hope you like it 🍔-chan

Disclaimer: contains mentions of alcohol and its aftermath, dub-con, non-con [You can’t consent while under the influence]

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Were you asleep? Or awake? 

Everything felt heavy and sluggish, you tried first to open your eyes. The sunlit room that met your vision instantly made your head feel like it was splitting so closed again they went. At least with that amount of pain it meant you were likely awake. The next step was to try and move your body. First, you wiggled your fingers then gathered all your strength and rolled yourself over and somewhat onto the other person who was apparently in your bed. Whoever it was was going to have to deal with the contact because that motion was too much work to do again.

“Deuceeee, get off.” Ace grumbled, lazily trying to smack your arm off him. “I told you to quit cuddling me, just use your pillow.” 

You responded to his protest with one of your own, a loud high pitched whine. You also clung closer to him, the stickiness wasn’t pleasant but the warmth was. It was helping to lull you back to sleep, that peaceful darkness where your head wouldn’t be throbbing anymore. You were almost there until Ace started moving again. Your contact with him was broken as he turned around now facing you, “Hah? Oh… you.” 

You would have just returned your arms to him and gone back to trying to sleep if it wasn’t for him kissing your forehead and whispering, “Morning Sexy~”

Your eyes shot open, and then quickly shut again when realizing how bad of an idea that was. “What… did you just call me?” You croaked out, a hand raising to your temple to massage your aching head. This was already way too much. 

“Sexy.” He hummed lazily fiddling with your tangled hair. “We did fuck last night, right?” 

“We what…”

- It slowly was coming back to you. That dream. Laying under Ace, calling out his name as he pistoned into you. The sound of the bed smacking against the wall and his hips slapping against yours. All the heavy moans that came with each hickey he had left on your skin. The seemingly endless amounts of sloppy and hungry kisses you two shared. 

That was all real? For a moment you felt cold, a rush of fear. No way, no no no… 

Slowly you lifted the covers looking underneath to see both of you not wearing anything. A few hickies on both of you. There was no denying it now. 

“Fuck. Oh god, oh fuck.” You felt like you were going to be sick, just from everything you had to process.  

Ace scooted back seeing the nauseous look on your face, “If you’re gonna hurl do it over the side of the bed like I did.”

“Just shut up.” You groan. You covered your eyes and curled into a ball. A few deep breaths later you were better. “So… we had sex…” 

“Yeah. I remember enjoying it quite a bit, and you being quite loud about how you enjoyed it.” Ace gave you that cocky smirk that gave you butterflies in your stomach and made your cheeks turn pink.

“If I had the energy I would hit you.” You gave a glare for as long as you manage before it started to hurt your head.

“I wore a condom though, so you don’t need to worry about that stuff.”

That was a relief. “Were you drunk too?”

“Yeeep, and regretting it now. I hope I don’t forget the way you screamed for me after this.” His hand had snuck down and gave a squeeze to your bare breast. “You’ll remind me if I forget right?”

“Ace!” You barked, biting your lip to hold back from enjoying it. 

He pulled his hand away, “You’re blushing.” He gave a chuckle then went quiet for a moment, “You do... like me right? Or was it just the alcohol that made you kiss me yesterday?” 

“I kissed you first!” You squeaked out, you didn’t remember that. It was your dumb horny thoughts that got you into his after all. Well, there wasn’t totally a point in hiding it now since you two went all the way, apparently. “Yeah… I do. You’re an ass sometimes but I find that attractive in a guy. You’re also pretty sexy, I can’t say that it hasn’t crossed my mind. I thought last night was just another dream… I feel like I’m going to be sick.” You buried your head into your knees again. 

Not that you could see it but Ace looked quite offended, though the two statements likely had little to do with each other. “Don’t make it seem like I make you sick! I love you too y’know.” He didn’t mean to say love but it slipped out. “Urg, my head hurts. Can we just go back to sleep?”

“Only if you put something on to cover your dick…” It was just an uncomfortable thought to be sleeping naked with a boy, even though he was littery inside you a few hours ago.

With a groan, he rolled to the edge of the bed and hung off the edge for a moment. “I got boxers and my shirt for you.” He handed you the garment before slipping his boxers on.

“Thanks…” You felt much better now that both of you were clothed. Ace had already closed his eyes so you took the liberty to get comfortable snuggled against his chest. 

“I hope I remember this when I wake up.”

“I don’t.” Except, if that were true you wouldn’t be holding him so close.