“What about this one,” Malleus asked as he looked down at the flower on the side of the pathway. The glowing blue petals stared back at him as he knelt down in front of it. “It’s a rare one,” Malleus explained as he turned to look back at you. “It only blooms in winter and it glows only at night, especially under a full moon.”
“Really?” You knelt down next to him and looked down at the flower. It was beautiful and the fact that it’s rare makes you feel more appreciative that he pointed it out to you. You looked back up at him and noticed the small smile he had, which seemed to be more common in your recent hangouts. “You seem to know a lot about plants, Hornton.”
Malleus only seemed to find your comment amusing as he smiled more. He always did find your words to be interesting, they never failed to make him feel happy to have befriended you. “I’ve read many books in my time,” he spoke quietly and looked back down at the flower. A brief silence grew between the two of you as he got lost in thought. You knew so little about this world but he knew quite a lot about you. “Here,” he suddenly plucked the flower and turned to you. Carefully, he tucked the flower into your hair and onto your ear so it wouldn’t fall.
You couldn’t help but pause as you stared at him. While he was fixing the flower you got the perfect view of him. He was relaxed, at peace even, and his guard was down so this was the real Malleus. “Oh,” you muttered quietly as you brought your hand up to the flower. A small smile graced your lips as you felt giddy about his action. “Thank you. How do I look?”
Malleus paused as he watched you give a small pose. You looked adorable with the flower in your hair and your head tilted to the side in order to show it off. His expression went blank, which worried you a bit, before he chuckled softly. Suddenly, he reached his hand out to pet your hair before sliding it down to cup the side of your face. “You look breathtaking, child of man…”
The two of you stared at each other as silence grew. He watched as your smile dropped out of surprise before turning into a sort of shy smile. You watched as his smile faded slightly and his eyes stared down at you as if he was feeling wistful towards you. “Come now,” he suddenly stood up and dusted himself off. He reached a hand out for you and helped you up once he took it. “We should get going. There’s a few more things I’d like to show you.”
You watched as he started to walk away on the old stone path. You couldn’t help but worry about it what he was thinking about. It didn’t take long for him to notice that you weren’t following. He quickly stopped and turned back around. “Child of man,” he called out. You didn’t answer right away but he could see the question on your face. Instead of answering he just sighed and reached his hand back out with a small, comforting smile. “Hurry. You wouldn’t want to leave me alone…would you?”
His words quickly snapped you out of your head. You looked up and quickly shook your head when you realized what he was asking. “No,” you quickly rushed over and toke his gloved hand into yours.
Malleus only smiled at your reaction before turning and guiding you back down the path. “Good. It wouldn’t have ended well if you did.”
It was supposed to be educational at first... Telling your friends about your world and some historical events that happened or even some media and books you used to read and the ideas they represented but maybe you shared the wrong pace of information to the wrong crowd....
Summary: your friends refused to let you go back to your world after you told them about it
Part 1 || part 2 || part 3 | part 4
It starts with Heartslabyul because of course it did you were invited to an unbirthday party and sat by riddle and the rest of the boys came to talk , you don't remember exactly what started the conversation about linguistics but you were having fun talking about something you learnt here and there " actually I don't know if it's the same here but from my world there is a theory that the language you speak effectively changes the way you think, and sometimes you can see it here like rook for example, in my world the language rook speaks in called french and it's known as one of the most romantic languages, it called the language of love because of it's soft phonetics and of course there is like the historical roots of it all, I'm talking poems and songs of love and idealised and passionate devotion outside arranged marriages that were common back then, language can shape a lot of things about you for example some languages like the one vil speaks has a grammatical gender were they address the moon in a masculine way while the sun in a feminine one and they lean to describe the things with the adjectives that mach it like calling a bridge that has grammatically feminine gender beautiful or elegant." Riddle was looking at you with waid eyes and you noticed that most of the party is quite now listening to you making you feel a little self conscious " wow ... You are a nerd perfect " you turn around and hit Ace in the head " and you are so rude that's it you are not coming to the sleepover tomorrow " laughter came back again as deuce was arguing with ace to defend you honour but riddle called you bringing you back to the subject" perfect..... Can you tell me more about ' french ' ?" He asked shyly and you smile and started talking again as the choice around you kept going, you talked about the culture and the language when a memory popped in your mind " oh that reminds me of something you know you and the french have something common you all like to behead people" you laugh and look at riddle only to see his confused expiration " oh right... You don't know Marie Antoinette ok listen " and you start to explain the French revolution to riddle to the best of your ability and after maybe 40 minutes of explaining tray came to till you both that its time to wrap up the party " wait, wait .... So you mean to tell me that what you just told my .... Was real like it really happened?" Riddle asked looking terrified " yes this is a big part of history in my world riddle,and even though Marie was only a child that was let down by adults in her life to an extent, that doesn't mean she didn't make mistakes or that she was just an innocent person" riddle looks amazed and noded his head before standing up and announcing the end of the birthday party. After that riddle started to ask more about your world and how safe it is in general which confuses you... Does this world not have any history of conflicts?"
AN: there will be parts to this because I cant fill my drafts withall the dorms in one post
I really liked your second years talking about proposing headcanons! If you have time, could you do the same prompt with the third years? Please and thank you!
yes ofc ofc!!! i loved that prompt too 🥹
Marry that girl! pt 2
Third years x gn!reader
Trey Clover
Winter break was coming up, so Trey and Riddle were getting ready to head back to their homes in the Queendom of Roses. you wanted to say goodbye to your boyfriend before you don’t see him for a good little while, so you headed to the mirror chamber where everyone else was gathering.
you spot your boyfriend, who’s talking to riddle. as you near them, you overhear their conversation.
“you seem elated, trey. did something happen?” riddle asks, and trey laughs.
“i’m only dating the love of my life. i plan on telling my parents all about them, too. hopefully next holiday break i can have them meet each other.” trey explains happily, before adding, “i’d love to get my parents approval before proposing after graduating.”
riddles eyes widen slightly, but a small smile grows on his face. “i see. well, im sure your parents will love y/n. it’d be a shame if not.”
trey waves off the thought of his parents not liking you. “no, they’d for sure love y/n. which is great, because we’d have to take over the patisserie.”
deciding to make your presence known, you come up behind trey, sliding your arm around his, a hand on his bicep. “i heard something about pastries. make sure to bring me some, yeah?” you smile, pecking treys jaw.
he takes his arm out of yours, choosing to wrap his arm around your waist and pull you close. he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “will do, my dear.”
Cater Diamond
Cater had decided to take you home with him to meet his sisters. they were dying to meet the person who could actually put up with cater romantically.
it’s safe to say that they absolutely loved you, and basically adopted you as their new sibling.
one day, you were going to bake something with the girls, when you realized there wasn’t any flour nor eggs. so, you offered to run out and go grab the needed ingredients. you’re going out the front door when you realize you’ve forgotten your phone, so you close the door before ever leaving.
then you hear your name.
“cater, you have to keep y/n around. i like them more than you.” one sister says, and the other chimes in.
“i agree! plus, they’d be a great addition to the family. a brand new in law. and an awesome one, at that!” she gushes.
you hear cater sigh.“i was planning on keeping y/n around anyway. and im already looking at engagement rings.”
the girls shriek in excitement, and you can hear what sounds like them tackling cater. specifically because he helps in surprise.
forgotten was the need for eggs and flour. you wanted to just curl up into caters arms and never leave, but you needed your phone and needed to run to the store. so you open and close the front door, and quickly grab your phone.
you send a text to cater as you head to the store-
[you] make sure it’s not too gaudy :)
Leona Kingscholar
after the spelldrive tournament, when leona was in the infirmary, you’re sitting in the chair next to his bed, your hand intertwined with his, your thumb gently stroking his skin. ruggie, ace, and deuce were buzzing around, yapping about whatever.
all of a sudden, you hear, “UNCA LEONA!!!!” followed by a blur of yellow and orange jumping onto leona’s lap. it was leona’s young nephew, Cheka.
“great. the screech box has arrived.” he grumbles, his hand tightening its grip on yours.
“who’s this little bundle of joy?” you ask, taking your hand away from leona’s and gently placing up cheka, settling the little boy in your lap.
“i’m cheka! Leona is my unca!” he beams, and leona groans louder than before.
“well, you’re adorable.” you say, hugging cheka tightly. he nuzzles into your embrace, then gasps.
he pulls away from you, “are you unca’s love!? that’s what dad calls mama! you guys were holding hands. he definitely loves you!”
“cheka, what-“ leona interjects, but is cut off by cheka.
“are you my auntie/unca!??!?”
“not yet, cheka! i haven’t married them yet-“ leona snaps, then realizes what he said. he hasn’t married you yet.
you and cheka both look at leona with a surprised expression. but a wide grin grows onto your face, and cheka quickly mirrors you.
leona rolls his eyes and lays back down, feigning annoyance. he’d never admit how much his heart swells seeing his nephew and future spouse getting along.
Vil Schoenheit
vil had brought you to one of the big celebrity events he was invited to. he, obviously, picked your outfit, and did your hair and makeup. you just had to live up to your role as the fairest of them all, after all.
once you’re there, he keeps a possessive arm around your waist, keeping you close to him amidst the crowd.
it’s not long before neige spots vil, running up to him. “vil! how are you?” he asks, then notices you standing next to vil. “oh my, i’m sorry! i’m neige, it’s wonderful to meet you!” he extends his hand towards you.
before you can shake his hand, vil shakes neiges hand instead. “i’m fine. and this is y/n, my date.”
neige looks sort of surprised. “just your date..?”
vils eyes narrow at the other boy. “well, if you’d like to be technical, y/n is my fiance, which it appears you have neither a date nor fiancé. so, if you’re feeling a bit of jealousy brewing over your lack of being chosen, don’t try stealing my lover.” vil says in a controlled yet lethal tone, then drags you away from neige.
before you know it, you’re pressed against the wall of an alcove where no one else is, vils mouth devouring your own. his hips grind needily against yours.
when he finally breaks away, his breathing is ragged, and he drops his forehead against yours. “you’re mine. no one else’s. and i will be putting a ring on your finger, my love.”
Rook Hunt
rook is as spontaneous as they come. if he feels a certain way, and feels the need to say something about it, he’ll do so without warning nor thought.
and this wasn’t something he felt bad about.
you’re at ramshackle, tidying up as needed around the building. rook hadn’t been answering your messages, so you figured he was just busy with vice housewarden duties, or something else of the sort.
you’re upstairs when you hear the front door burst open. you start panicking until you hear,
“mon amour! where are you? i have something to confess!”
well, there’s your boyfriend. you descend the stairs to meet him, and he’s standing in the doorway looking proud as ever.
“uhm, rook? what’s this about?” you ask tentatively, curious what was so important he had to bust through the front door.
with very unnecessary flourish, he gracefully walks infront of you, taking your hands in his. “mon amour, my life since becoming your lover has been magnifique beyond belief. you are, undoubtedly, the best thing to happen to me.”
he gets on one knee, pulling a small box from his back pocket. “s’il te plaît, épouse moi!” (please, marry me!) he opens the box, revealing a dainty yet gorgeous silver band with a small diamond embedded in the metal.
your eyes go wide, and you’re not quite sure what to say. he literally came out of nowhere and proposed like he was going to war tomorrow.
your mind moves faster than your brain. “y-yes!”
he stands up quickly, slipping the ring on the designated finger, and captures your lips in a tender yet passionate kiss.
Idia Shroud
idia and you were hanging out in his room, switching between who had the controller for the game you two were playing. despite him having multiple screens, he didn’t have the needed equipment for you both to play at the same time—he wasn’t used to having his player two be right next to him.
you were curled up in his lap, not worried about playing yourself. you just liked watching him play and ramble on as he did.
“what the hell? get outta my way, noob. you don’t stand a chance against my ssr inventory.” he mumbled, his fingers flying over the buttons of his controller. when he finally got the kill, he sighed in relief and pressed a kiss to your temple.
“sorry.. i know you’d rather be doing anything else than watching me play.” he said, setting down his controller on his desk surface.
“i don’t mind, i promise. i like watching you play, since it makes you happy.” you assured, your voice sweet as it always was with him. that sweet tone of yours is one of the things he loves most about you.
he blushed, his hair turning pink, when he got an idea. he called ortho into the room.
“hello Idy, y/n. how can i help?”
“order a second gaming setup. so y/n and i can play together.”
your eyes go wide as ortho agrees and orders the requested items. “idia, that’s not necessary, i swear!”
idia frowns, not loving your response. “you’re my permanent player two, so you need a gaming setup too. this is what we’ll use in our shared home, too.” he rambles, picking his controller back up.
you didn’t argue. instead, you just leaned deeper into his embrace, letting his warmth and comfort envelop you. especially considering he just gave as much of a proposal as he was capable of right now.
but that’s okay with you, because you understand that’s how idia proclaims his love and decoration to you.
Malleus Draconia
malleus stays still as the aftershocks from his release roll through him, then collapses next to you. he strokes your hair with one hand, the other gently caressing your body.
“my child of man… my lover. my mate.” he murmurs tenderly, peppering kisses onto your flushed face. “so beautiful. and all mine.”
he pulls the blankets over the both of your bare bodies, wrapping you in his strong arms and holding you close.
“you know..” he starts off, unsure of where to go now.
“what’s up?” you ask, gazing up at him. he smiles, pressing his lips to yours.
“i want to spend the rest of my life with you, if you’ll have me.”
your eyes widen. did you hear him correctly? the most powerful mage in the land, the future ruler of the Briar Valley, a strong dragon fae, confessing his hopes for your future?
“malleus, i’m a human.. and you’re gonna be the king of briar valley.” you say sadly, bringing a hang up to cup his cheek. he places his much larger hand over yours, his touch warm.
“i don’t care. you are my mate, human or not, it doesn’t matter. i love you for who you are, not for what your genetics are.” he assures, his tone full of conviction as he speaks.
his words spring tears to your eyes. “you mean that?”
“of course i do, my love.” he then kisses you sweetly, his hands beginning to roam your body. “shall i prove it to you? we do have all night..”
you couldn’t argue with that. it was going to be a long night for you two, but one filled with passion, love, promise, and reassurance.
Lilia Vanrouge
old man lilia was surprised that such a bright young human would want him. not that he was complaining, because he loves you to death, and wants you to be a permanent part of his life.
but of course, his role as a father came first. he’d be stupid to ever neglect silver, so he went to silver for an opinion.
“silver~! where are you at?” he calls out. you and silver had both been in the diasomnia lounge, but you had gotten up to use the restroom. silver was still perched on the couch.
“did you need something, father?” silver replies, and lilia beams at him.
“i want your opinion! obviously i leave here soon, as i must graduate at some point. but im curious. how would you feel about y/n becoming your other parent? your mother/father?”
silver gapes at lilia, not expecting the question. “well, i can’t say i would mind it. they are a wonderful person, and id be lucky to keep them in my life.”
as the two converse, you come back from the bathroom, and linger in the hallway so you can listen without interruption.
“wonderful! i’d like to wed y/n after they have graduated so we can become settled down. after all, an old man like myself can’t always be up and about.”
“yeah yeah, whatever you say, peepaw.” you say, walking out to the pair. lilia’s brows slightly furrow at the nickname, but he shakes it off.
“ah, hello my dearest! silver and i were just talking about you.” he beams, floating so hes taller than you so she can rest his chin on your head.
“oh, i heard. and silver, i appreciate you. i hope you do sort of see me as a parental figure.”
silver nods, a small smile on his face. if this is what your future family were to look like, you can’t say you’d be complaining.
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note from madz~ i’m still in this damn car oh my goodness. get me out rn
The Twisted Wonderland boys x fem! reader: Jealous sex
(First and Second years are aged up!)
NSFW BELOW THE LINE, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. SOME SCENES MAY ALSO INCLUDE POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR. IF YOU’RE NOT A FAN OF THAT OR SMUT, PLEASE SCROLL :)
Heartslabyul
Riddle Rosehearts 🌹:
How exactly did you end up in this situation? You had just been at the Mostro Lounge with Riddle for your one year anniversary.
It had been a very romantic evening. Riddle obviously paid like the gentleman he is and you both were given V.I.P. treatment from Azul simply as a token of gratitude for helping with Azul’s overblot.
Floyd had been your server, which meant there was constant conversations between him and Riddle that resulted in.. well hellfire.
After dining, you and Floyd spoke at the bar as he insisted on saying good bye to you and ‘Goldfishie’. Floyd gave you a big squeeze before you two left, followed by, “You’re lucky Goldfishie~ she’s fun to touch,”
Now you found yourself getting pounded into Riddle’s mattress with no sign of stopping. It was currently past the Heartslabyul curfew, but Riddle had made an exception for you, his lovely girlfriend.
You clutch his hair as he thrusts deeper into you.
“R-Riddle, slow down!” You plead as he runs his thumb over your clit. In response, he captured yours lips with his. After breaking the kiss, he groans and says,
“Perhaps I would be able to if I didn’t have to remind my girlfriend who makes her feel good.” He answers as he continues to thrust into you. Riddle groans as he feels your walls tighten around his cock.
The two of you reach your respective peaks at the same time as he buries himself fully into your pussy. You hold his hand as he helps the two of you ride through your orgasms by doing a few more shallow thrusts.
When he finally pulls out, droplets of your combined fluids leak out of your stuffed hole and Riddle’s cock. Riddle presses a kiss to your head then looks at you with his sharp red eyes, “Let’s see Floyd touch you like that.
Cater Diamond 🎭:
Heartslabyul was hosting the dorm’s usual Unbirthday party soon! You were working on your History homework for Trein’s class when you heard a knock on the old door of Ramshackle.
You open the door, surprised to see Trey Clover smiling down at you with his hands in his pocket.
“Hey prefect! Are you busy? I need some help with the tarts for the Unbirthday Party but all the Heartslabyul guys are busy with other prep for the party.”
You immediately nod with a smile.
“Of course! There are tarts involved after all!” You joke as you grab your bag and follow Trey back to the Heartslabyul kitchen.
You two baked together for a couple hours. You and Trey were good friends and got along well, as to be expected since you’re Cater’s girlfriend. You never had trouble letting loose around Trey, which was evident now as you and him squirted leftover frosting at each other. Laughter filled the kitchen as Trey tackled you, tickling you as he stole your own frosting ‘gun’.
“Ahem.”
You both look up and meet the unamused eyes of Cater. His arms are crossed.
“Trey! You’re such a Treytor! If I didn’t know any better I would think you’re stealing my girlfriend!” He jokes with a classic Cater laugh. You help Trey up, the two of you still laughing.
“Not my fault your girlfriend is good company.” Trey jokes right back, clearly with no ill will towards him. Cater smiles as he wraps an arm around your waist.
The rest of the night went smoothly. The Unbirthday Party was a success, and Cater invited you to spend the night in his dorm since it was so late.
Not even five minutes later though, you are being brutally pounded into his mattress as you hang onto his ponytail for dear life. You continue to moan as he thrusts into you deeply while biting all around your body.
“mmm, he was right about one thing. You sure are good company, baby.” Cater bites into your neck, sucking gently until he’s content with the bruised love bite on your skin. He reaches down and starts to play with your clit, smirking as you moan out his name.
Cater continues to tease you as he thrusts in and out of your aching pussy.
The two of you finish at the same time. Cater continues to thrust softly, forcing his cum back into your pussy. He presses kisses to your body as he pulls out.
“So pretty, baby..” Cater pulls out slowly, chuckling at the combined mess of you and him.
“Good company, indeed.”
Trey Clover 🍀:
Ever since you and Trey met, you have been infatuated with each other. Now you two had been together for about a year. You had done everything together from dealing with Overblots to learning how to make strawberry tarts.
You didn’t consider yourself a jealous person by any means. You knew your boyfriend was a complete package, but you had never felt threatened until you saw him at some baking class with a friend of his.
You stopped by the small bakery where the class was taking place, and you can’t help the jealously that fills you as you watch your boyfriend’s bicep be caressed by his friend.
When the lesson is over, Trey walks over to you with a smile.
“Hey baby! I didn’t know you were coming! Our date isn’t til seven pm, but I would love to take you out to lunch as well!” Trey smiles down at you as he grabs your hand, intertwining it with his. You tap your chin innocently.
“Actually, I came to grab you because there’s something urgent back at Ramshackle!”
Trey’s eyes widen in response.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay? Is Grim okay?”
“Yeah yeah, he’s fine. Probably eating tuna, anyway! Will you come with me?” You ask with a smile. He immediately nods.
That is how your boyfriend ended up in your bedroom with you riding him into oblivion.
Trey groans as he watches you bounce up and down on his cock. You continue your rhythmic bounces as you lean down and capture his lips into a messy kiss. As you two kiss and you continue your movements, your hands wander around his sturdy body, specifically his biceps.
You squeeze them as you continue to ride your boyfriend roughly. Trey’s hands start to wander around your own body until they drop at your hips and help guide your bounces. You sink yourself onto his cock until it is fully engulfed, He groans as he can’t keep himself from coming. He continues to guide your hips, helping you ride him through his orgasm.
After you both have slowed down, he chuckles and looks up at you.
“So what exactly brought that on? Not that I mind.”
You grin down at him with a smile as you pull yourself off his cock.
“Let’s just say I have a newfound appreciation for your biceps. I also just wanted to remind my sexy boyfriend who makes him feel good.”
You wrap your hand around his cock, slowly stroking it until it gets hard again. He smirks up at you.
“Yeah? Guess I’ll have to remind you next.”
Ace Trappola ♥️:
“Come on baby, can’t we- Oh sevens…Fuck yeah, just like that babe.. can’t we talk about this?” Your boyfriend groans and babbles from beneath you.
You are currently bouncing on Ace’s cock, the only thing on your mind is making him come repeatedly.
How did you two end up in this current situation you may ask?
It all started when you and Ace went into town after class. You had wanted to go shopping, and who better to accompany you than your lovely boyfriend?
What you didn’t expect though was for some girl to be all up against your boyfriend. It was clear to you that she was just trying to do her job and be pushy so the two of you would buy stuff. However, your boyfriend, the playboy, followed her every word and move.
You end up buying a random pair of sunglasses to appease the employee, and drag your boyfriend out of the shop. Ace complains the entire way back to Ramshackle, whining about how he wanted to stay out longer.
The second you two get back to Ramshackle, you make sure Grim isn’t there, then tackle Ace onto your bed. You capture his lips with your own, messily making out with him as he guides your hips to grind down against his growing bulge.
Ace starts to let his hands wander over your body, groping any curve he can. You break the kiss, unbuttoning his trousers and pulling out his cock. Ace groans as you stroke his cock until it hardens in your hand.
You sink down on his cock and thus began your brutal riding on your boyfriend’s dick.
While you bounce on Ace’s cock, you wait patiently until he groans out,
“Fuck, baby… I’m gonna cum..” You smile down at him as you hear this, only to pull off his cock immediately. His cock twitches, but he doesn’t come. Ace looks at you with disbelief.
“What was that for????” You giggle and shrug.
“Clearly you don’t know who makes you feel good, baby. If you want to come, you’ll have to do it yourself, or maybe you can rely on some other girl?” Ace’s head lands on your pillow as he groans in response to you lightly stroking his cock.
“Oh sevens… You’re torturing me… fine fine, it’s you! There, happy?” You smile at your boyfriend’s declaration and reward him by sliding back onto his cock.
“Ecstatic.”
Deuce Spade ♠️:
It was officially spring break! You sprinted out of Crewel’s classroom after completing your Potionology exam, eager to finally kick back with your boyfriend and friends. After putting your books back at Ramshackle, you meet with Deuce and Ace in the cafeteria.
The two of them were arguing, most likely about something stupid, but when you arrive, he completely disregards Ace and smiles up at you.
You sit beside your boyfriend, pecking him on the lips. Ace groans from across the table.
“Aww cmon, do you two really have to rub it in my face like that?” Ace rolls his eyes and chugs his water. You chuckle as Deuce smirks at Ace.
“Not my problem you don’t have any game.” Deuce replies with a laugh as he kisses your cheek. After finishing your meal, you intertwine your hand with Deuce’s.
“Wanna go back to Ramshackle with me, baby?” You squeeze his hand and eye him seductively, which doesnt escape past Ace. He grins from his side of the table.
“Yo, can I come too? Trust me y/n, I can rock your world.” Ace teases as he winks at you.
You don’t think you’ve ever seen Deuce look so pissed. He stares at Ace with slanted eyes.
“Yeah right, man. Maybe in your dreams. Have fun with your hand tonight.” Deuce replies with a snort as he squeezes your hand and you two exit the cafeteria and head to Ramshackle.
The whole way to Ramshackle, you two continue your usual banter and flirty behavior, but the second you two get there, Deuce acts somewhat…strange. Not that you were complaining, since his irregular behavior was dragging you up to your bedroom.
Your boyfriend suddenly pins you to the bed, you gasp in surprise as he grins down at you. As he drinks in your blushed faced reaction, he leans down and presses your lips to his. Deuce moves his hands along your body, stopping at your chest as he fondles your clothed breasts. You moan into the kiss as he squeezes and caresses you.
You break the kiss after a moment, looking up at him as you both pant.
“W-What brought this on?” You question with a giggle. Deuce starts to fumble with the waistband of your pants.
“…Need to remind you who makes you feel good, baby.. not anyone else… just me.”
“…Is this about Ace, love? Because trust me, he’s just acting like that to get a rise out of you.”
Deuce pulls your pants and underwear down, sliding two fingers over your dripping heat. You clamp your eyes shut as he slides those two fingers in. Deuce doesn’t respond to your earlier statement, instead he starts thrusting in and out of your pussy with his fingers.
As his fingers continues their assault on your pussy, Deuce attaches his lips to your neck. He begins to suck dark love bites into your skin, nipping harshly at your soft flesh.
“Don’t put too many! I don’t have much concealer left to hide them!” You whine as you run your hands through his hair. As he feels your walls tightening around his fingers, he pulls them out.
“Then don’t worry about hiding them. Just let everyone see. Let them see who makes you feel good.” He mutters as he pulls down his pants and briefs, revealing his erection.
Deuce pushes into you slowly, watching your face as your hole swallows him whole. When he has fully bottomed out inside of you, he starts to move at a rhythmic pace. As Deuce continues to chase his high, his thrusts become more messy. He reaches down and presses his thumb to your clit, pushing you towards your own climax.
He groans as he feels you clamp down around him.
“Come for me, baby.”
The two of you reach your peak at the same time, and Deuce pulls out slowly. He smirks at the combined mess of your juices.
“Let’s see Ace do that.” He laughs as he helps you clean up.
Savanaclaw
Leona Kingscholar 🦁:
Even though your boyfriend was a housewarden, you somehow had a busier schedule than him. Realistically, this is because he skips half his obligations to nap, but the notion still stands.
Currently, you were hanging out with Malleus in Diasomnia. He invited you to discuss the gargoyles around Night Raven since you expressed interest. You both flipped through history books, but it was mainly Malleus telling you the history of each statue while you listened.
You ended up losing track of time, resulting in a long chain of messages from Leona.
Leona 🦁♥️: hey princess, we still on for dinner? (3:21 p.m.)
Leona 🦁♥️: doll? u there? (4:54 p.m.)
Leona 🦁♥️: where r u? (6:37 p.m.)
You immediately text him back.
y/n ❤️: hi hi sorry love, i’m at Malleus’, ill be there in a few. sorry again ml 🩷 (6:59 p.m.)
You put your phone away, not expecting a message back immediately, but the second you put your phone away, you hear a beep.
Leona 🦁♥️: stay there, im coming. (6:59 p.m.)
Even though you were confused, you put your phone away and continued studying with Malleus until Leona storms in not even 5 minutes later. He immediately walks over to you and Malleus, then wraps his arms around you, resting his chin on your head.
Malleus looks up from the table and meets Leona’s eyes.
“Kingscholar.” He greets politely with a smile and deep chuckle.
“Lizard.” Leona greets back with a smirk.
“I appreciate your girlfriend very much. She has a great eye for historical pieces. She is quite something isn’t she?” Malleus insists, giving Leona a smirk right back.
Leona yawns, “Yeah she is. Even better in bed, but I guess you wouldn’t know.” You turn bright red as you spin around and look up at your boyfriend in shock. He chuckles at your expression and waves dismissively at Malleus.
“We got plans tonight.” Leona intertwines your hand with his own as he smirks at Malleus before leaving Diasomnia. The second you two leave, you scold Leona the whole way back.
“Leona! You can’t just say something so vulgar in front of Malleus!” Leona rolls his eyes with a smirk.
“You’re so uptight herbivore. Guess the lizard really does rub off on ya. Seems to me like you need a good fuck to loosen up.” You turn bright red again as Leona laughs.
That’s exactly how you ended up getting your poor pussy pounded into. Leona roughly thrusted inside of you as he bites all around your body. You whine as he sucks a particularly dark hickey on the base of your neck.
“Leona! I… slow down!! I can’t hide that!” You moan out as he picks up the pace even more. Leona reaches down and flicks your clit,
“Good. Now Draconia will know to stay the hell away from my girl. That’s what you are baby.. you know that right? My girl..” He nuzzles his face against you as he continues to rut into you. Leona groans as you clench around his cock.
“Someone likes that..” Leona growls with a groan. He continues to thrust into you until you both reach your peaks. After you finish, he pulls out slowly, but sticks his finger back inside, attempting to shove his cum further inside your hole.
“Best way to show everyone you’re mine is giving you my cub.” He explains with a smirk.
Ruggie Bucchi 🍩:
Your beloved boyfriend is honestly one of the busiest people ever. Between his ‘vice housewarden’ duties and random side hustles to make money, he rarely has free time. However, he always makes sure that any free time he does have is given to your relationship.
Or at least, this was the case for awhile. Your one year anniversary is coming up, and while you weren’t expecting anything extravagant from Ruggie, you two hadn’t even hung out alone for a month. It wasn’t like Ruggie was actively avoiding you, he was just extremely busy.
You decide to stop by the little shop in town that Ruggie works part-time at, in hopes that you can see him.
See him you do. In fact, you see him with his coworker friend, the two of them checking out the ring section of the shop. You stare at them in disbelief, Ruggie just stands there as she points out different rings. You storm over and grab Ruggie’s hand.
He immediately freaks out when he sees you.
“Y/n?? What the hell are you doing here? I’m in the middle of my shift-“ Ignoring your boyfriend’s question, you smile at his coworker.
“Hi! I don’t think we’ve met. I’m y/n, Ruggie’s girlfriend. Of a year.” You’re pretty much beaming way too much for it to be realistic, but the girl smiles back at you.
“I’ve heard all about you! Lovely to meet you, y/n! You have quite the catch here with Ruggie, although he does as well!” You laugh as you intertwine your hand with Ruggie’s. You turn away from her to speak to Ruggie.
“What time do you get off?”
“Doll, I don’t get off til like 8 pm, do you need something? You never stop at my work, not that I’m complaining shehehehe.” Ruggie chuckles as he squeezes your hand and lets go, heading back to the register.
“Can’t a girl just visit her boyfriend?” You tease as you smile at him. He chuckles as he grabs a box of supplies to unload.
“How about we hang out tonight in Savanaclaw? I can pick you up from Ramshackle around nine, I have plans with Raina after our shift then I can come.” You desperately fight the urge to sigh. Why in the world is he spending so much time with this girl? First looking at rings together and being all touchy, and now plans after work.
“…Yeah that’s fine. Just come to Ramshackle, we can chill there.” You mumble as you nod politely to Raina and walk out of the store.
Later that night, you’re lounging around Ramshackle desperately trying to stop yourself from thinking of the worst case scenario. Finally, Ruggie knocks on your door. You open it with the best smile you can manage.
“Hey doll, ready to go to Savanaclaw?” He grins at you as he holds out an arm for you. You stare at him.
“Can’t we just stay here?” You cross your arms, he can tell something is off. His ears flatten.
“…Are you okay? What’s up?”
“I’m fine. I’m actually not feeling up to hanging out… why don’t you go hang out with Raina?” You mumble as you start to shut the door. Ruggie slides his foot through the door.
“Why in the world would I want to spend time with anyone but you, doll?” You shrug as he opens the door back up. He steps inside and shuts the door behind him.
“Are you sure you want to be here? You didn’t have to leave your hangout with Raina to be here.”
“What? I only was hanging with her because- actually it doesn’t matter. What does matter is I think you’re a little jealous, baby~ shehhehehehehehe.” Ruggie wraps his arms around you with a laugh. You turn bright red.
“I am not! I just don’t like it when my man is spending his free time with another girl, specifically checking out rings.” You pout as you wrap your arms around him in return.
“Yeah? Well maybe you need to remind me who I belong to, shehehehe.”
Obviously, you obliged! After Ruggie said that, you crashed your lips into his. You both start to wander around each other’s bodies with your respective hands. You press Ruggie up against the Ramshackle bookshelf, desperately grinding against his growing bulge. In return, he moves you both against the kitchen fridge, both of you still groping each other.
You two stumble up the stairs to your bedroom, nearly knocking over paintings hanging from the wall. You pin Ruggie to your bed, and start to pull off his trousers, followed by your own skirt.
After not touching your boyfriend for about a month, it was safe to say you both were horny. You immediately slid down onto his cock then started bouncing. He groans as you ride the absolute shit out of him.
The two of you arrive at your peaks at the same time, after you pull off of him, the two of you lay together in his bed.
“Let’s see someone else do that.” You cuddle close to him. Ruggie chuckles. You look up.
“What’s so funny?”
“Well I’m not complaining about you riding the shit out of me, but all that was happening, was for you baby. That ring browsing? It’s for your one year anniversary gift, and the hang out with Raina? All about making you a nice dinner. Why do you think I picked up all those extra shifts, doll? Rings ain’t cheap, Sheheheheheheh!”
Jack Howl 🐺:
You like to consider yourself Jack’s personal cheerleader. He’s extremely active with both his personal training and his track and field meets. You understand how much his hard work and passion means to him, so as your girlfriend, you are always trying to hype him up!
Currently, you were at the Night Raven College Track and Field meets. Jack and Deuce were both on schedule to run today, so you were sitting in the stands with Ace and Epel. Deuce ends up running before Jack, so the three of you cheer loudly for him.
When it’s finally Jack’s turn, he looks up at you in the stands and smiles before preparing to start. You can’t help the smile that forms across your face as you watch your boyfriend intently. Ace chuckles from beside you.
“Thirsty much?” He teases. You elbow him, not looking away from Jack as he sprints around the track. When he finishes his sprint event, you cheer loudly. His hands are on his knees as he pants, but as if he can feel your praise, he looks up at the crowd and smiles at you.
After the meet is finished, the three of you in the stands go outside the locker rooms to meet Deuce and Jack. You immediately hug Jack when he walks out of the locker room. Ace makes a mocking kissy face when you stand on your tippy toes and press a kiss to Jack’s cheek.
“You know Jack, you sure do have a lot of stamina. Y/n, is it like that in the bedroom too?” Ace laughs as he puts a hand on your shoulder. Jack stares at him and intertwines your hand with his. You roll your eyes at Ace, then squeeze Jack’s hand.
“Not like it’s any of your business, Trappola!” You tease right back. Jack grins down at you. However, Ace did not know when to back down.
“Well if you ever need a few good rounds, you know where to find me~” Ace teases as he laughs. Deuce slaps him upside the head lightly, but Jack looks absolutely pissed. He doesn’t say anything the rest of the way back to Ramshackle.
All five of you hang out at Ramshackle for awhile. You are curled up in Jack’s arms as you all play cards along with Grim. Ace and Deuce end up leaving first because they have to help paint the roses. Epel ends up leaving a while later so Vil doesn’t get upset he missed curfew.
You smile up at your boyfriend.
“Not that I’m complaining, but shouldn’t you go back to Savanaclaw before Leona throws a fit?” You ask as you wrap your arms around Jack. He chuckles as he wraps his arm around you in return.
“Leona barely pays attention to who leaves and enters. Usually he tells Ruggie to do it, but he’s at Sam’s since he picked up a shift.” Jack shifts around a bit until you’re seated in his lap.
“So I’ve got time if you do..” He says with a grin. You giggle as you wrap your legs around him.
“What brought on this sudden development, hmmm?” You poke his chest. Jack smiles up at you but doesn’t say anything. He looks down at your lips then back up at you.
“May I?” He requests permission to kiss you. The second you nod your head, he immediately crashes his lips into yours. Jack’s tongue wrestles against yours as he starts to hesitantly run his hands along your body, feeling you up. You immediately take hold of his hands and guide them to your hips, letting him know it’s okay to touch.
He starts to slowly move your hips for you, carefully helping you grind against him. You feel his cock start to harden beneath you, and you moan into the kiss in response. Jack suddenly lifts you up as if you weigh nothing. He continues to have you straddled around his lap, but he carries you to your bedroom.
The second you two are in there, he lays you down on your bed gently. After that, he quickly reattaches his lips to yours. You grab his hand and guide it down to your clothed cunt which is currently aching for friction. He rubs through your pants for a moment, then sticks his hand down your pants and past your underwear.
He slowly inserts two fingers into you, as he pulls away from the kiss in order to start pressing kisses down your neck.
“Always so good for me, baby..” He whispers gruffly near your ear. You reach down to palm his cock through his pants. Jack lets out a groan as you continue to stroke him through the cloth. He quickly pulls out the two fingers from within your cunt.
Jack pulls down his pants and boxers as rapidly as possible. He looks up at you after alining his cock with your pussy.
“Are you ready?” You immediately nod and Jack slowly pushes in, careful to make sure you aren’t in pain. After he fully bottomed out inside of you, he captures your lips into another kiss. Jack begins to thrust slowly along with reaching down to mess with your clit.
He continues his rhythmic pace until he’s thrusting messily into you. Jack simply cannot control himself as he’s groaning about how good you squeeze him.
“J-Jack.. needa cum..” You moan out. Jack immediately nods as he feels you clap down around him.
“Come with me then, baby..” The two of you let out mutual moans and groans as you reach your peak. Jack continues to thrust lightly in order to help you through your orgasm. When you both are finished from the aftershock, you expect him to pull out, only to be shocked when he looks up at you and asks if you’re ready for round 2.
“Well I have to prove I have better stamina than Ace, don’t I?” Jack grins as he starts to harden again inside of you.
Octavinelle
Azul Ashengrotto 🐙:
Who knew that being the only girl at Night Raven College and working at the busiest ‘business’ on campus was a bad mix? Clearly not you as you often volunteered to work for your boyfriend’s establishment: The Mostro Lounge.
It wasn’t uncommon for you to deal with wanton flirting and baseless compliments. You usually just brushed them off causally. Azul was never worried about it either. You had assured him multiple times that you never even had eyes for anyone else at NRC than him, so there was no reason for him to worry.
While this comforted him when it occurred with NRC students, nothing could prepare him for what happened during a random Tuesday.
NRC and RSA had planned a full out event for both their students. There was no reason to host the event, it was simply because both Headmages wanted to familiarize their students with each other. Mostro Lounge was extremely packed with both NRC and RSA students alike. All employees, including you, were working your asses off.
You were taking care of a table with a certain red-haired prince. Obviously, you had no idea that that boy was a prince, but he clearly had an eye for you as he kept happily being his bubbly self while flirting with you.
“What are you doing after your shift?? I wanted to check out the town, and I would absolutely love to have a pretty girl like you accompany me!” The boy exclaims with a grin.
“I don’t really know the town super well. Would you like me to grab you a brochure?” You offer politely with a polished smile. The boy’s smile remains on his face.
“Well then we can figure it out together! Y/N, right?” He motions to your name tag.
“That’s a beautiful name! I’m Rielle-“ Before Rielle can finish, you feel a hand on your shoulder. You turn around, immediately greeted by your boyfriend’s handsome face. You smile at him and he has a small, calculated smile on his own face as he looks from you to Rielle.
“Pearl, isn’t your break starting now? I can take care of your tables.” Azul smiles at you. What you didn’t expect was for Rielle to beam at Azul.
“Azul! I didn’t realize you worked here! It’s great to see you! Y/N is a great server too!” Azul’s smile turns into that business calculated one again.
“Trust me. I know how good my girlfriend is at her job.”
“She’s your girlfriend! That’s great, Azul! She’s a great catch!” Rielle smiles at you. Azul looks back at you.
“Why don’t you head back to my office, Pearl? I just got a new shipment in I need help with.”
You immediately nod and smile back at the table politely before walking back to his office. You scan the room for this supposed shipment, only to find none. You turn around as the door opens behind you. Azul walks in with a smile as he shuts the door behind him.
Walking over to him, you wrap your arms around his neck.
“Where’s the shipment at, hm?” You whisper with a teasing grin. Azul smiles down at you.
“There is no shipment, Pearl. I just don’t like seeing some customer ogling my girl.” He leans down, pressing his face into your neck. You giggle as he presses small kisses on you.
Azul looks up from your neck after a moment. You pull him into a kiss immediately. He deepens the kiss, forcing his tongue into your mouth, wrestling with yours. Azul moves his hands down to your hips, carefully pressing them up against his own. You start to grind against him, he pulls away from the kiss with a groan.
You giggle as he continues to guide your hips. Azul crashes his lips back into yours and starts guiding you both back towards his desk. He breaks the kiss again and swipes all the paperwork off his desk, then lifts you up onto it. You lean forward, pulling him back into a kiss. As it deepens, you run your hands along his body, him mirroring you.
You slide your hand down Azul’s pants, palming his erection through his boxers. He looks up at you, blue eyes lust-filled behind his glasses. Azul lifts you from the desk. You gasp in shock as he bends you over it instead.
He hums in response to your gasp as he slides his hand down your pants. He runs a finger through your slick heat and chuckles at how wet you are. He pulls down his pants from behind you.
Azul strokes his cock before lining it up with your entrance.
“Ready, Pearl?” You immediately nod desperately. Azul chuckles.
“My.. so eager…” Without further ado, he pushes into your tight pussy. Azul groans as he bottoms out inside of you. He lets you adjust to his length before slowly moving. Holding onto your hips gently, he thrusts into you repeatedly. You moan as you press your cheek into the cool wood of Azul’s desk. Azul reaches his hand down to fondle your clit.
Your walls clamp down around Azul as a sign you are nearing your peak, and he chases his own.
The two of you reach your climaxes at the same time, Azul groaning as he fills your cunt with his seed. He leans forward, kissing your head as he slowly thrusts in and out of you, trying to ride you through both your orgasms.
“Beautiful as always for me, baby…ugh, that Rielle thinking I don’t know how lucky I am to have you..” He mutters as he presses kisses to your skin. Azul pulls out slowly, sticking a finger back inside your dripping hole so his cum stays inside.
“Well… I suppose I should get back to work..” You say with a sigh as you adjust your hair and outfit. Azul smiles as he starts to grab the paperwork from off the floor.
“I would offer to take your shift, my pearl, but there’s something so alluring about you going out there to Rielle with your pussy stuffed full of my sperm.” Azul grins as you roll your eyes playfully.
Floyd Leech 🦐:
Ever since you started dating your beloved boyfriend, it seemed like you could never hang out with your friends alone. Of course you loved spending time with Floyd, but he was just a bit too much in the eyes of Ace and Deuce. He would constantly threaten to squeeze them and he would always look at them with those wide, crazy eyes.
You thought they had finally all warmed up to each other after your whole friend group went to Ramshackle for a game night and everyone seemed happy. You fell asleep that night, happy that they all got along now. But you were so wrong.
Since you helped Riddle during his Overblot, Heartslabyul was extremely grateful for you. Therefore, an invitation was always extended to you for Unbirthday parties. You were at the Mostro Lounge while Floyd worked.
Walking over to the bar where he was pouring drinks, you pecked him on the cheek and started heading out.
“Shrimpyyyyy, where are you going?” He whines as he pouts, watching you leave. You turn around.
“I told you Floyd! I got invited to the Heartslabyul Unbirthday party. I’ll see you later okay, baby?” Floyd pouts even more, hurrying from around the bar to wrap his arms around you.
“Cmonnn Shrimpyyyy, just stay here with meeeee!” Floyd squeezes you. You laugh as you peck your boyfriend on the lips as he continues to pout.
“I’ll come back later okay?”
“How about I go with you Shrimpyyy~” He starts to drag you out of the Lounge.
“Floyd you can’t go, you don’t have an invitation!” You are quickly interrupted by Azul.
“Y/N, please take Floyd with you. I can speak with Riddle, housewarden to housewarden. But Floyd is practically terrorizing the customers!” Azul exclaims. You smile at Azul.
“Ok ok, I’ll take him! Just this once though. I don’t think plus ones get to bring a plus one.”
That is how you and Floyd ended up in Heartslabyul with Ace and Deuce staring daggers at him as he practically clings to you.
“You know y/n, your invitation here kinda doesn’t include an eel.” Ace says dryly as he munches on a tart while eyeing you two. Floyd looks at him with a frown. You grab Floyd’s arm as he starts to get up.
“He didn’t mean it. Everything is fine okay guys? Floyd means no harm.” Ace scoffs in response to this.
“I don’t understand why you would even be dating him y/n.” Ace says with a roll of his eyes. Floyd stands straight up.
“Do you want to get squeezed Crabby?” Floyd challenged with scary wide eyes. Ace scoffs.
“As if I’m scared of you. I just mean she would be more happy with someone else… someone like me. Someone who ravages her, but in a normal way, Leech.” Ace leans back with a laugh. You’ve never seen Floyd look so pissed. He lunges across the table. You scream as Ace nearly falls out of his seat and Deuce stands up immediately.
“FLOYD! STOP!” You yell as he tackles Ace.
“i’m going to squeeze you to a pulp, Crabby.” Floyd mutters in a scary ass tone. You run around the table and grab onto Floyd’s arm. You try to pull him off Ace, but he stops on his own once he feels you grasping his arm.
Floyd gets off of Ace, his frown still on his face.
“Cmon Shrimpy..” He mutters to you as he wraps his arm around your shoulder and guides you both to the exit. You scold Floyd the entire way back to Octavinelle, he doesn’t say anything, just keeps that silent pissed off face on, which is honestly more scary than him being loud.
He stops in front of his dorm room which he shares with Jade. You shut the door behind you as he stands in the middle of the room.
“…Jade doesn’t get off his shift til 10..” Floyd mutters as he turns around to face you. You turn around to question why that’s relevant, but before you can, Floyd crashes his lips into yours. He quickly slides his tongue into your mouth, dominating your own tongue. He starts to run his hands along your chest, slowly rubbing them.
The two of you stumble as you continue to kiss passionately. You finally find your way to his bed, and he pushes you down onto it before climbing back onto you. Floyd pins you to the bed as he starts to hump over your clothed cunt. He breaks the kiss as he starts to bite down your neck. Floyd nibbles at your skin, giggling about how much you really do look like a shrimpy now since you’re all flushed out from pleasure.
As Floyd starts to attack your upper chest with bites, his hand slides down under your pants. He bites particularly hard as he slips two fingers into you. You moan out as your body writhes against the bed. Floyd lifts his head off your neck and chuckles.
“Like being ravished, huh Shrimpy?” He slides another finger into you, enjoying the absolute bliss that fills your face. Floyd starts to rub your clit with his thumb along with thrusting his fingers in and out. He feels you clench around them as he hits your sweet spot.
“Now Now, Shrimpy, I gotta ravish you the right way.” He chuckles as he pulls all his fingers out, taking the friction from you. You whine out as you try to hump the bed in order to chase your peak. Floyd stills your hips with one hand as he pulls down his pants and briefs with the other.
He quickly lines his erection up with your dripping entrance and pushes in. He groans as your pussy grips him like a vice. Floyd cannot help but start to messily thrust in and out of you, desperately chasing his orgasm. He brings you back into a sloppy kiss as he hammers into you.
Floyd begins to near his own climax, so he fondles your clit rapidly in time with his thrusts. You both arrive at your peaks at the same time, Floyd groaning as he floods your walls with his cum. He pulls out with a chuckle, checking out the small dribbles of fluid coming out of you. Floyd’s eyes trail from your messy pussy to your red, fucked out face.
“Ravished indeed, Shrimpy~”
Jade Leech 🍄:
The moment you and Jade had met, he had tried to get you to join the Mountain Lovers club. When you both started dating, he gave you a personal invitation to the club. He considered this club to be his own private sanctuary, so in his mind, inviting you was like inviting you into the deepest depths of his soul.
What he did not account for was the fact you were not a nature person. You gave him your gratitude, but declined. Jade voiced his concerns about whether or not youll be joining a club at all. You smile, and he genuinely was not expecting the next thing that came out of your mouth.
“I have a club! I’m joining the Magishift team. Well technically I’m just the manager, but it’s still a part of the club!” You explained with pure delight in your voice. Jade smiles and doesn’t think twice about your decision.
That is until three weeks later. Jade hadn’t seen you since that conversation except during lunch. It seemed you were always either at Savannaclaw for team meetings or on the field. When you weren’t on working, you always seemed to be hanging out with Leona, Ruggie, or Epel.
Jade honestly begins to miss you, so he starts to hang out around the outskirts of the field in hopes of seeing you. If ever questioned, he calmly explains that he is either taking a stroll or collecting mushrooms by the bleachers. Jade can’t help but feel a twinge of jealously as he watches you and the boys goof off together after practice.
During the next Magishift game, you proudly present a front row seat for Jade. You explain how Leona had given you the extra tickets as a token of his gratitude (He’s just happy he has to do less work). Jade would usually never even consider going to these games, but he immediately agrees with a smile.
Jade watches you intently during the game, analyzing the way you write down on your clipboard and yell to cheer on for your club mates. For a second, he’s genuinely happy that you found a club that brings you joy and fits in with the fact you cannot perform magic.
This is all quickly taken away as Leona sits down on the bench beside you with a huff, clearly worn out from his game performance. You hand him a towel with a smile. He takes it without a word, but instead a silent nod. After rubbing the towel along his face and slicking back his messy ponytail, he looks back over at you with a smirk.
“You look more exhausted than me, herbivore. If you’re gonna work this hard, you may as well stick around Savanaclaw more. I can find much better ways to keep you busy.”
Before you can even respond, a small ‘ahem’ can be heard from behind you both. Leona smiles smugly at Jade as Jade smiles back with a more calculated smile.
“I do hope Kingscholar hasn’t mistaken your kindness for an invitation, my dear.” Jade looks back at you with a small smile. Leona scoffs, but you instruct him to go back onto the field. You look back at Jade with a smile.
“After this match, Magishift is off for a week. Want to maybe have dinner at the Lounge?” You ask, putting down the clipboard. Jade nods with a slight smile.
“That sounds lovely, however I would prefer we have dinner tonight to celebrate your time off your manager job. Shall I see you there after the game?” Jade offers as he rises from his seat. You immediately nod, agreeing to be there after the game.
When the match was over, you congratulated the boys on their win. They enthusiastically invited you to an after-match celebration but you declined in order to meet Jade at the Lounge.
You step into the Lounge, scanning the room for your boyfriend, only to not find him. You go over to the bar after seeing Floyd.
“Hey Floyd, where’s Jade at? He said we could have dinner here tonight.”
“Awwwww Shrimpyyyy, nice to see yaaaa, he isn’t here, he’s back in the dorm!” Floyd tells you in his usual silly tone. You found it kind of weird that Jade would be in his dorm room if he had told you the two of you would be having dinner. You figured he may have forgotten something there, so you headed towards the Octavinelle dorm rooms.
You knock on the door and are immediately greeted by your boyfriend. Jade pulls you inside quickly, shutting the door behind you two. Before you can protest, he crashes his lips into yours. You gasp into the kiss, shocked by the suddenness.
Jade runs his hands up and down your body, before harshly gripping your hips, dragging the two of you towards his bed. He pushes you down on the bed after breaking the kiss. You look up at him from your spot on the bed as you breath heavily.
“Get on your hands and knees.” Jade stuffs his hands in his pockets, waiting for you to follow his instructions with a small smile. You look up at him with a confused expression.
“Wha-“
“Did I stutter, dear?” Jade looks at you with that sadistic smile. You immediately follow his request, positioning yourself so that your ass is facing him. You look behind you, trying to see what he’s doing, only to feel a harsh smack to your ass. You yelp as Jade chuckles.
“Did I tell you to look back?” He massaged the spot he had just whacked before rubbing you softly between your thighs. Jade can feel the small patch of wetness soaking through your bottoms, and he chuckles.
“Already this turned on from just a little spanking and kissing?” He teases you as he continues to rub your clothed cunt. You whimper as he presses his finger.
“Jade… stop teasing and just fuck me!” You whine out. Jade tsks as he slaps your ass again.
“Hm.. seems you forgot who’s in charge here, dear. Although… it seems Kingscholar was correct about one thing. You desperately need to be kept busy. Just not by him.” Jade pulls down his pants and boxers. He begins to stroke his cock, smearing precum around it to lubricant it. Jade lets go as he carefully begins to remove your pants and underwear, but at the slowest, most torturous pace.
You whine in frustration as he teasingly snaps the waistband of your panties. Jade guides the tip of his cock to sit right over your weeping entrance. He barely adds any pressure, just slowly eases it in and out teasingly.
“Jade! Please? Just fuck me! I can’t take it anymore! Please baby-“ You are immediately cut off as he slides into you in one single thrust. You let out a loud moan as he bottoms out inside of you. Jade chuckles as your pussy grips his cock like a vice. He slowly starts to pull out, you expect him to slide right back in, but instead he pulls all the way out. You look back, only to meet his teasing grin.
Jade slides right back into you, smacking your ass at the same time. He starts to rhythmically thrust inside of you and wraps an arm around your body in order to roughly pinch your clit.
You moan about how badly you need to come. Jade hums in response, deciding that you’ve been good enough… for this round at least. He urges you to come with him, and the two of you reach your peaks at the same time. Jade slides out of you and begins adjusting your spent body into another position. He notices the confused look on your face and smiles.
“What? One round isn’t enough to keep you busy!”
Scarabia
Kalim Al-Asim 🦦:
Your beloved boyfriend is definitely not aware enough when people are flirting with him. Unless they are specifically offering to take Kalim home or something, he genuinely just thinks they are being nice.
After a specific occasion during one of Scarabia’s parties, you decide to remind your boyfriend who makes him feel good 💛
Kalim had been planning this specific party for a few weeks now. He had invited many acquaintances from town and nearly every dorm at NRC (to Jamil’s dismay). You were obviously the first person to get an invitation. Kalim had been practically vibrating with joy when he handed you the envelope.
During the party, you mainly hung out with Kalim, but whenever he would go off to find Jamil, you would hang out with Ace and Deuce. The two boys critiqued your relationship with Kalim. They usually did. Simply put, they liked Kalim’s energy, they just didn’t like how gullible he was and well.. Jamil. You continued to reassure them that you and Kalim’s relationship was never in jeopardy, when Ace snickers and turns you around to face the opposite side of the dorm.
Across the room, you watch as some girl practically drapes herself over your boyfriend, as he just cheerfully smiles at her. You immediately say bye to Ace and Deuce and start walking over there cautiously, trying to hear what’s being said.
“Sooo.. wanna get outta here? I heard you got a magic carpet…. what else are you hiding hmmm?” The girl giggles softly as she runs a hand down Kalim’s chest. Kalim smiles innocently.
“Why would we leave? This party has just about everything! If you need anything else, just ask Jamil! He can get you anything you want! I do have a magic carpet! You can borrow it sometime!”
You clear your throat as you approach the two of them. The second Kalim sees you, his face fills with joy.
“Hi baby! Enjoying the party?” Kalim enthusiastically asks as he wraps his arms around you. The girl looks stunned as she watches you and Kalim, then her face turns kind of pissed and she walks away without another word. You hug Kalim back, pecking his cheek.
“Yeah, I am. Are you having fun with whatever her name is?” Kalim looks at you, confused.
“Truth be told, I don’t even know her… I thought Jamil invited her so I was just being nice. She sure was nice too though!”
You try your best to hold back your sigh as you grab your clueless boyfriend’s hand and start to walk towards the hallway towards his dorm room.
“Are you alright missing the party for a few minutes, baby?” You ask Kalim as you continue to guide him. He nods happily, clearly just happy to be with you. You look both ways to make sure no one notices the two of you are gone before going straight into Kalim’s dorm, locking it behind you.
“…What’s up?” Kalim asks with a beam as he plops down on his bed, stretching out on it. You cross your arms as you walk towards the bed. Kalim sits back up, watching you with curiosity in his eyes. You wrap your arms around him slowly, before leaning in closely. Kalim lets out a small breath as he watches your lips inch closer to his. You smile at him as he starts to lean closer, desperate to kiss you. You step back for a second before pulling off your shirt.
You drop it down onto the floor, as Kalim stares at you, mouth agape. You step back over towards him before crawling your way into his lap until you’re straddling him. He looks up at you with half lidded eyes and a hung open mouth. Kalim shakily runs his hands along your bra-clad chest. You giggle at his cute mannerisms as you start to slowly grind on his lap. You feel a tent start to form in his pants as his breath hitches and he presses his face into your neck.
You run your hands through his hair, gently scratching his head as you continue to grind against him. He groans into your neck as he starts to press kisses against your skin. Kalim reaches his hands behind you, unclasping your bra after much difficulty. You giggle as he palms your breasts with a look of pure fascination.
Kalim abandons his grasp on your tits for a moment as he slips off his own shirt, allowing you to trace his henna (🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤) You begin to nibble on his skin as well while continuing your ministrations on his erection. He whimpers into your neck about how badly he needs to come and you quickly stop all movement.
He looks up at you with pure shock in his eyes. Kalim pouts as he desperately tries to buck his hips up into yours but you giggle and press a kiss to his lips before sliding completely off his lap. Kalim immediately gets up off the bed as well, clinging to you while humping any part of you he can reach.
“Cmon baby… please? What did I do?” He whines as he continues to buck his hips into your own still ones. You cup his cheeks with your hand.
“I was just being nice, Kalim.” You smile sweetly as he pouts.
“Y/n, please! I need you, need to make you feel good.. no one else makes me feel like you do baby~” He whines as he starts to palm himself through his pants. You smile as you watch for a second. However, you can’t keep your hands off your cute boyfriend, even if you’re trying to teach him a lesson.
“Just me, baby?” You question as you place one hand on his tented erection. Kalim nods desperately, bucking his hips up into your hand.
“Just you habibi… please fuck me, I need it, need you, so so bad. No one makes me feel like you do!” Kalim practically babbles as he continues to chase his own peak. You pull your hand away with a smile. Kalim pouts but it quickly vanishes as you crash your lips onto his. He immediately starts caressing every part of your body he can reach as if it will all vanish in a moment. You palm him through his trousers before quickly pulling them down, which he quickly mirrors with your own pants.
You pull away from the kiss, allowing Kalim to sit back down. You slowly sink down onto him as the two of you moan and groan. When he is fully sheathed inside of you, you start to gradually bounce on his cock. Kalim whimpers as he brings his hands to your hips to guide you.
The two of you lovebirds continually babble sweet nothings to each other as you both finally reach your climax. Kalim kisses you deeply as his cum floods your pussy. He helps you off his cock with a happy grin as he watches his fluids drip out of you. Both of you lay in his bed after cleaning up. Kalim clings to you as he plays with your hair.
“…I’m sorry if I was too rough… I just don’t like seeing desperate women fawn all over you like you aren’t my boyfriend..” You explain with a pout as you play with Kalim’s hair. To your surprise, Kalim smiles.
“There’s no one in the whole world I would choose over you, habibi.”
Jamil Viper 🐍:
Your boyfriend was having a very stressful week. Final exams were coming up, and Jamil basically had double the work to do in order for Kalim to pass as well. He was up every night until the crack of dawn, and was continuing to do his usual chores for Kalim.
You offered to help Jamil so he could focus on his own studying. He warns you how difficult it is to teach Kalim anything, but you insisted. You and Kalim met in the library and studied for a few hours until he was getting the hang of magic history dates.
Kalim gives you the biggest hug after he gets all his flashcards correct in a row.
“Thank you so much, y/n!!! It’s like I finally understand what Professor Trein was trying to say all semester! You’re the best!” Kalim beams at you and practically skips out of the library.
You tell Jamil about your feat, he smiles softly as he continues to cook. Jamil thanks you with a short thanks. He isn’t the most vocal, but you know it means a lot to him.
After exams are finished and the grades come back out, you are chilling in the cafeteria when Kalim comes dashing in with a huge grin on his face.
“Y/N, Y/NNNN!” He sprints over to your table.
“I GOT A B-!!!!!” Kalim wraps his arms around you in a big hug. Jamil approaches the table as he was following Kalim. He maintains his usual cool expression but you see his lips crack into a small smile as he nods at you in approval.
Kalim squeezes you as hard as he can as he continues to beam.
“You should just move right into Scarabia with me! You’re like the smartest person I know! I can have Jamil prepare the best room closest to mine! We can hang out all the time!” You smile awkwardly at Kalim, not entirely sure how to politely tell him you aren’t interested. Jamil stands behind Kalim with a stone-cold look on his face.
After Kalim and Jamil leave the cafeteria, you end up getting a text from Jamil.
Jamil ♥️: Kalim’s usually asleep by 10. Come to Scarabia, my room.
Confused, you immediately text back.
Y/N ♥️: Okay? Any particular reason? I thought you were studying for Crewel tonight.
Jamil texts back immediately.
Jamil ♥️: No. Just need to see you. I’ll be fine. I have a solid C. See you soon.
You put your phone away, still confused. He didn’t really give you a reason for going like he normally does. Jamil is usually very blunt when it comes to your guys relationship.
After finishing your own studying for the night, you go over to Scarabia. The usually active dorm is silent as most of its members are sleeping. You knock on Jamil’s door. He immediately opens it, looking down at you with a small smile.
“Come in.” He moves in order to give you space to come in. You smile and peck your boyfriend on the cheek as you enter, Jamil shuts the door behind you.
“So are we studying? I brought my books.” Jamil stares at you and laughs, genuinely and loudly chuckles.
“We are not studying tonight, my dear. In fact I would say you’ve had more than enough studying, especially during your time with Kalim.” Jamil slowly wraps his hands around your waist, that slow, calculated smile still on his face.
He slowly guides you back to his bed, pushing you down onto it as he starts to take his shirt off. You stare at him, bewildered.
“I was only tutoring Kalim for you!” You insist as he runs a hand through your hair before yanking it till you’re way closer to his face. Jamil looks down at your lips then scans your face, a possessive look marking his handsome features.
He leans down and immediately pulls you into a kiss. Jamil slams the both of you flat down on his bed as his tongue dominates yours quickly. You moan and gasp into the kiss as his fingers make quick work of your pants. He slowly begins to thrust his fingers inside of you, resulting in you clutching his soft hair desperately.
As he continues his assault on your pussy, you break the kiss and moan about how badly you need to come. Jamil smiles down at you as he starts to massage your swollen clit. The second he feels you clutch around his fingers, he immediately removes them all. He stands up with a smirk as you stare up at him with watery eyes.
Finally he speaks again.
“You smile too easily at him. Make him think he has all your attention.” Jamil softly lifts your chin with his finger, he smirks at you.
“Oh but how wrong he is… right habibi?” Jamil smirks devilishly at you. He runs both hands down your sides, and begins to lift your shirt. You immediately help, as you lift your shirt over your head along with your bra. You start to grab Jamil’s hands so you can place them over your breasts, but he quickly moves them away with a smirk and a click of his tongue.
“Do you really need me habibi? Since you seem to have the attention of others, I’m sure they would be of assistance.” Jamil backs up to the corner of the room with a smug grin on his face.
You pout and start to trail your own fingers down towards your pussy. Jamil smiles but shakes his head.
“As beautiful as you look pleasuring yourself, there will be none of that tonight. Now answer me.”
“Jamil, there’s no one else!” You whimper as you start to beg him to touch you again. Jamil hums.
“Say it again. Beg this time.”
“Jamil please!! I need you so so so bad. Need you to touch me. Just you, no one else.” Your response is clearly the one Jamil wanted as he smirks and walks back over towards you while unbuckling his pants. As he lays himself back over you, he pecks your neck and whispers in your ear as he lines his cock up with your entrance.
“Good answer habibi.” He immediately slides in after muttering that into you. You gasp as his cock penetrates you.
He quickly bottoms out inside of you before starting a fast paced rhythm thrusting into you. Jamil presses soft kisses to your neck in contrast to his harsh thrusts.
“Always take my cock so well… like you were made for me…” Jamil groans as he continues to hammer into your sweet spot.
You continue to moan as he brings you both closer to your climaxes. When you finally announce your need to come, he smiles and stops for second.
“One final thing…. who makes you feel the best?”
“YOU, Jamil! You You You!” You whine. The second you answer, he thrusts harshly into you, resulting in the two of you reaching your peaks. He allows you some time to come down from your own orgasm before helping you clean up.
Jamil presses small kisses all over your face and whispers into your ear how well you did. Before you both fall asleep, he says one last thing.
“No more private study sessions with Kalim. I’ll join too.”
Pomefiore
Vil Schoenheit 🪞:
Vil invited you to join him for a charity gala since the two of you had been dating for some time. You always made Vil feel more at ease, especially during public events. What you two didn’t expect was for Neige to be at the same exact event.
Prior to seeing Neige, Vil was entirely in his element. His makeup was flawless, his suit was the pinnacle of fashion, and the aura around him was undeniable. Your boyfriend looked incredible.
Then Neige stumbled back towards Vil’s dressing room even though his was on the complete opposite side of the stage. He trips over a stray stage cable, and you catch him quickly, trying to help keep him steady.
He looks up with wide, sparkly eyes, a flush on his cheeks, and a breathless laugh.
“Oh my goodness, thank you so much! You’re so quick! Wow, your hands are really warm…”
Neige doesn’t mean to flirt, but he leans in close, definitely invading your personal space with pure awe and friendliness. He notices a stray smudge of dust on your cheek.
“Oh! Hold still! You have a little spot right here.” He gently brushes it off with his thumb, smiling like a disney prince.
“There! Much better! Now all can see your beautiful face! You’re working so hard tonight, it’s really inspiring!”
You are completely flustered by the sheer, unfiltered idol- energy radiating from Neige. You offer a polite, slightly embarrassed smile before helping him back to his feet.
Vil watches this from across the room. To anyone else, he looks statuesque and calm. But internally, he is furious. Seeing Neige touch you, and seeing you smile back strikes a lethal blow to Vil’s pride.
He sweeps across the room like a dark, elegant storm. The clicking of his heels is sharp and menacing. Vil inserts himself flawlessly between Neige and you. His voice is a purr of poison.
“Neige. Lovely to see you. I see you’ve met my beloved y/n? We were just about to head back to my dressing room. I believe yours was on the opposite side of the pavilion? Do try not to clutter up the workspace with.. aimless wandering.”
Neige just blinks, completely missing the malice.
“Oh, hi Vil! Your suit is so wonderful! Okay I’ll go back! Bye!” Neige waves cheerfully at you and trots away.
The second Neige is out of sight, Vil drags you to his private dressing room, locking the door behind him. He takes out a silk handkerchief and aggressively wipes the exact spot on your cheek that Neige touched.
“Disgusting. He probably has makeup residue all over his hands.” Vil mutters as he grabs your hand and brings you over to his vanity. He gently applies some high end powder onto your face. When he puts the compact back down, you figure that’s the end of it as you begin to walk away. However, Vil quickly pins you to the vanity.
“Tell me… Did you find him charming? Is that the kind of look you prefer? That childish, unrefined simplicity?” Vil tilts your chin up, forcing you to look at his beautifully sculpted face.
“Look at me. I am the one who spends hours ensuring every detail of my existence is flawless. Neige doesn’t even look like he knows the first thing about high end products. Say it, dear. Who’s the fairest of them all?”
“Obviously it’s you Vil.” You smile up at him as his hands find their way around your waist. Vil smiles down at you.
“Are you sure? I think some would beg to differ after seeing your display with Neige.” In response, you immediately nod. Vil hums thoughtfully before leaning down and pressing your lips to his. You gasp, shocked that he would be willing to do such a thing when you are both technically in a public space.
Vil breaks the kiss after hearing your gasp. He looks at you with a puzzled look.
“What is it?”
“A-Are you sure you want to be doing this right here, right now? I mean I thought you preferred to only be intimate in our dorms.” You explained thoroughly, just wanting to make sure he was comfortable. Vil is silent for a minute then he laughs.
“My dear. If I have to teach you a lesson, surely it cannot wait until back at Night Raven. If you would like me to stop then-“
“No no, I didn’t say that- wait what lesson?” Before you can continue, Vil has already crashed his lips back onto yours. He runs his hands along your body, caressing every curve as he continues his assault on your mouth.
Vil runs his hand below your skirt, feeling you over your panties. He presses a singular digit down on your growing wetness.
You break the kiss as you moan, throwing your head back. Vil places his other hand behind your head, careful to not let your head hit the vanity mirror. As you continue to grind your hips into Vil’s hand, he starts to press feather light kisses to your neck, careful to not leave a mark. Vil finally slips his hand under your underwear and slides two fingers inside you while playing with your clit.
He quickly begins to pump his fingers harshly inside of you. Vil marvels at the pure bliss that comes across your features. Smiling peacefully at your face, he continues to pick up the pace until you’re begging him to let you come. He lifts your chin, taking in your noises as you come on his fingers. When he pulls them out of you, he brings them up to your lips.
“Suck, my dear.” You immediately take his fingers into your mouth. Vil nods in approval before pulling them out. You grab onto his suit’s bottoms, eager to pull them down along with his boxers. He helps you out of your skirt in return before bending you over the vanity. Before he sink down inside of you though, he whispers one last command in your ear.
“I want you to keep your eyes on the two of us the entire time.” He taps the mirror in front of you. Without further ado, Vil lines his pretty cock up with your entrance before slowly pushing in. When he bottoms out inside of you, he looks into the mirror to meet your pretty, watery eyes.
Vil begins to pull out before sliding back in until he’s pounding into you at a constant pace. He looks back up into the mirror after a moment, only to find your eyes are clamped shut as you moan. Vil removes one hand from your hip and slaps your ass. Your eyes fly open and look at his in the mirror, he smirks at you before continuing his thrusts.
“Eyes on me, my queen.” He purrs in that low seductive voice of his. As you start to near your climax, Vil begins to fondle your clit. The two of you reach your peaks at the same time, Vil groaning as his cum floods your hole while you clench around him. After a few more shallow thrusts, he pulls out slowly before fingering the mixed fluids back into you.
He hums as he helps lift you from your bent stance. You stumble on your weak knees before Vil wraps his arms around you and seats you on the velvet coach on the other side of the room. Vil adjusts his hair and makeup in the mirror before sitting down beside you. He places a small kiss on the crown of your head.
“…I believe I was incorrect, sweet potato. Neither me nor Neige is the fairest.” He lifts your chin to smile at you.
“It’s you.”
Rook Hunt 🏹:
When you and Rook had first ever met, he was infatuated with you. He would stalk you as he did with most of his prey. Rook would also randomly serenade you in the hallway. You found this super romantic (I did too, don’t worry). However, what you liked being said to you, you didn’t like nearly as much when Rook said it to others.
You were used to Rook being close with Vil. In fact, you and Vil were semi-friends! However, what you weren’t expecting was your boyfriend to make an entire photo album from just one of Vil’s photo shoots.
During exam week, you borrowed one of Rook’s notebooks. After flipping through the pages, a few of the polaroids fell out. You were honestly pissed. When you went to drop off the notebook in Pomefiore, Rook could pretty much tell that something was wrong.
“reine de mon cœur, what is troubling you?” Rook asks as he cups your cheeks with his hands. You stare up at him before moving and showing the polaroids.
“Do you like Vil more than me or something? I mean you never take any photos of me!” You pout as you put the polaroids onto his desk. Rook stares at you in shock, then starts laughing after a moment. You look back at him, in shock yourself. How could he laugh at a moment like this?
“Ma belle, do you really think I’ve never captured your beauty by camera before? Please, allow me to show you how beautiful I think you are.” Rook comes over and cups your face again before lifting your lips up to his.
You gasp into the kiss, which allows Rook to shove his tongue deeper into your mouth. As you continue to kiss, he backs you up until you fall down upon his bed. He breaks the kiss as you heave from your spot on the bed. Rook rummages through his desk until he pulls out a polaroid.
He brings it to his eye before clicking a picture of you on his bed. You look up at him in shock.
“What mon cherie? I said I would admire your beauty deeper now.” Rook tosses the camera onto the bed next to you before pinning you down under him. He reignites the kiss as the two of you grind against each other. As the kiss deepens, he begins to caress your body, squeezing every curve he can.
Rook slides his hand under your shirt, feeling your warm skin against his. He slowly moves his hand up your stomach until he reaches your breast. Rook slowly begins to knead the soft flesh as you moan into the kiss. He pulls away from the kiss with a smile as he soaks in your beautiful flushed out face. He grabs the camera beside you, taking a picture of your face.
After he is content with that photo, he sets it aside and dives back down onto your lips. However, he doesn’t continue palming your chest. Instead, his hand snakes down your stomach until it’s sliding below your skirt and underwear. Rook delicately begins drawing circles around your growingly wet entrance before sliding a finger in. After a moment, he slides a second digit inside, which results in your back arching off the bed. He breaks the kiss again, and snaps a picture as he continues fucking his fingers into you.
After putting the camera down again, he stands up and quickly steps out of his pants. He helps shimmy your skirt and panties down before picking up the camera again. You look back from your spot on the bed as he positions the camera over your glistening cunt. He smiles at you as he snaps a photo.
Rook carefully adjusts your body until you’re sitting doggy style on the bed, this was Rook’s favorite way to take you for some reason. He strokes his cock a few times in attempt to spread the pre-cum around his dick. Finally, he lines his cock up with your entrance. As Rook carefully sinks into you, he grabs his camera when he has completely bottomed out. He carefully snaps a few photos of your hole clenching around his length.
He slowly begins to thrust in and out of you at a steady pace. However, there’s only so much he can do before he’s pussy drunk and his instincts take over. Rook quickly begins to piston inside of you, pounding your sweet spot with every thrust. You stuff your face further into the pillow as you feel your climax closely approaching. Finally, your orgasm hits you like a train. Your velvet walls clench around his cock.
Rook continues thrusting inside of you, groaning something unintelligible in French before your walls are painted with his cum. After he carefully pulls out, he positions his camera right over your dripping hole, showing the intertwined fluids of you both.
You thought it was finished, but you feel his tongue poke inside your overstimulated hole. Rook’s tongue darts in and out of your hole, carefully cleansing your cunt. His nose nudges against your clit as he continues his assault on your pussy. Finally, you find yourself reaching your peak again just from his tongue. Rook laps up your juices with slurps and groans.
He pulls away with a smile, his face slick with your fluid.
“Oui… I should’ve taken a picture of that.. Most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, mon cherie!”
Epel Felmier 🍎:
Epel didn’t consider himself the most jealous guy. Of course he knew you were pretty, but he was never worried about your guys relationship. He loved you deeply and he knew you did too. However… Epel just can’t control himself if his pride comes into the question.
The two of you were out on a date for your one year anniversary. Vil had been giving Epel some etiquette lessons prior to the date, and he was genuinely trying his best to be proper.
Just as you were assuring him that he didn’t have to put up some front, some burly beast man sailor comes over to your table. He leans in close to you, completely ignoring Epel.
“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?” The sailor rumbles, his voice low and dripping with practiced charm. “A pretty thing like you shouldn’t be wasting your evening sitting in a quiet corner with a fragile little doll. Why don’t you ditch the kid, come down to the docks with me, and let a real man buy you a drink that’ll actually put some color in your cheeks.”
The man winks, entirely oblivious that the ‘fragile little doll’ across from him was about to explode. For a second, the sheer size of the guy makes Epel’s old insecurities flare up. But as the man leans closer to you, something shifts.
Epel slams his hands on the table and stands up. His chair scraps loudly on the floorboards.
"Hey! Back off, ya scoundrel!" Epel barks, his refined accent vanishing instantly into a thick, gritty Harveston dialect. His eyes flash with pure, unadulterated fury.
"Who do ya think you're talkin' to? She’s mine. You lay another eye on her, and I'll show ya exactly what a country boy can do!"
The sailor blinks, caught off guard by the sheer ferocity coming from someone so small and pretty. Sensing a scene—and probably not wanting to get thrashed by a feral magic-caster—the sailor scoffs, raises his hands, and backs away into the crowd.
Epel is trembling, his chest heaving, his face bright red from a mix of adrenaline and embarrassment. He doesn't say another word. He grabs your wrist—his grip tight, firm, and unyielding—and hauls you out of the tavern, marching straight back to the dorms.
The second the two of you reach Epel’s dorm room, he quickly opens the door and pulls you both inside. After making sure all his dorm mates are out, he pulls you into a kiss.
Epel runs his hands along your body, feeling up your every curve. He pushes the two of you up against the door, quickly sliding his knee between your legs. As he runs his hands along your chest, he begins to slowly rock his knee along your clothed cunt.
You break the kiss as you lean your head up against the door. Epel slowly begins to kiss along your neck, muttering unintelligible words in his thick accent. As you start to grind against his knee, he slides his hand under your shirt, palming your breast.
He looks up at your face as you practically hump up against his leg. Giving your breast one last squeeze, he brings his hand back up to your face. Epel cups your jaw, bringing your lips close to his again. As you lean into the kiss, you reach down and begin to palm him through his trousers.
As the kiss deepens, Epel starts to guide the two of you away from the door and toward his bed. You both don’t break the kiss as you fall straight down on the disheveled covers. Epel continues to hump you as he delves deeper into your mouth.
After a few more moments of soft caresses and desperate kisses, Epel stands and quickly takes off his pants. You were still wearing your pretty dress from the dinner date, so Epel starts shimmying it down your hips. After the dress is off, he immediately crashes his lips back onto yours.
This man is on a mission though. As badly as he wants to fuck the shit out of you like a real man, he wants you to have a good time. Epel quickly dips two fingers inside of you, eager to keep letting them hit your sweet spot.
Right as you are about to come, Epel slides his fingers out of you. He immediately lines his cock with your entrance as you desperately hump the bed for friction. As he slowly sinks into you, you run your hands through his soft hair.
Quite simply, Epel is pussy drunk the second he slips inside of you. He eagerly babbles out random crap as he thrusts messily inside of you, continuing to hit the depths of your walls.
“E-Epel! S-Slow down!” You moan out as Epel continues to rail right into you with no intent of stopping. He groans as he bites down on your neck and begins to suck a dark hickey into your soft skin. As he moves away to admire his handiwork, he grins up at you.
“I ain’t stopping until I’ve proven I’m a real man. Your man, to be specific, doll.”
That is how you ended up having sex with Epel until late into the night. Safe to say you were heavily stuffed with your boyfriend’s cum, and he learned a new lesson! Anytime he’s jealous or insecure of himself, giving his lady a good fuck sure clears everything up!
Ignihyde
Idia Shroud 💻:
Idia did not want to go to the cross-dorm gathering, but you managed to coax him out of his room. For the first twenty minutes, he was glued to your side, a trembling shadow muttering about high normie energy levels and depleted battery percentages. But the moment he stepped away to grab a drink, someone seized the opportunity.
After getting a drink and turning back around, Idia watches a student corner you. The guy is smooth, confident, and leaning entirely too close into your personal space. You are smiling politely, trying to be nice, but to Idia, it looks like a targeted attack on his sole source of comfort.
His blue flames flare a sharp, aggressive magenta at the tips. His fingers twitch over his tablet, desperately wanting to hack the campus grid and trigger a fire alarm just to drag you away. Instead, he marches over—a rare, terrifying burst of assertion—grabs your wrist, and pulls you out of the room without saying a word to anyone. For once, making a scene at a public place doesn’t seem to cross Idia’s mind.
The door to his room clicks shut, and the heavy electronic locks slide into place with a definitive thud. The familiar smell of ozone and computer cooling fans fills the air, but the atmosphere is suffocatingly dense.
"Idia? Are you okay?" You ask, turning to face him.
He is panting slightly, his long blue hair whipping around him like live wires. He doesn't look at you directly, his gaze is fixed on the floor, his teeth gritting.
"Am I okay? You’re asking me if I'm okay after you let some low-level NPC hit on you right in front of my face?"
"I was just being polite—"
"Polite?!" Idia interrupts, his voice cracking with a mix of raw insecurity and sudden, overwhelming possessiveness. He steps forward, closing the distance between you until you are backed up against his gaming desk.
"You were smiling at him. You didn't push him away. Do you have any idea what that does to my brain chemistry? My stress levels are literally off the charts, and you're just... you're just letting them trespass on my territory!"
He traps you between his arms, hands slamming onto the desk on either side of your hips. When he finally looks up, his yellow eyes are wide, burning, and completely stripped of his usual social anxiety. The vulnerability is gone, replaced by a desperate, frantic need to reassert his claim.
"You're mine," he whispers, his voice dropping into a raspy, commanding register that sends a shiver down your spine. "I don't care how many normies try to talk to you. I’m the one you came here with. I'm the one who gets to touch you."
Before you can answer, his mouth crashes down onto yours.
He tastes like copper and cold energy drinks, his tongue dominating yours as if he's trying to erase any trace of the outside world from your senses. His hands leave the desk to grip your waist, his long, pale fingers digging into your skin hard enough to leave faint marks later.
Idia pulls away with a groan as you begin to palm softly at his growing erection (this man is whipped). After breaking the kiss, he looks down at you for a moment as if he’s contemplating.
“…As much as I would enjoy fucking you… I think I need a… video game detox.” Idia smirks as he sits down inside his gamer chair before starting his console. You stare at him in shock.
“A video game detox?” Idia is silent for a moment then laughs hysterically for a moment. Then he pats his lap.
“It’s yours for the taking. Might as well try and be useful.” You honestly weren’t used to Idia being so bold, and even a tad bit rude. However, something about it turned you on more. You slowly drape yourself over Idia before slipping your hand beneath his pants, palming his erection. His cheeks go bright pink, but he keeps his eyes on the monitor.
You slowly sink yourself down onto his half-hard cock, Idia’s eyes flutter as he tries to suppress his groans. He continues to customize his avatar on the game, giving you no attention. You start to bounce up and down on his cock after sinking all the way on it.
After continuing to ride Idia for a few moments, he finally speaks.
“Come.. dear Sevens.. I need to come! Keep going baby…” Idia quickly pauses his game as his thin fingers grasp your hips and pull you up and down on him. He pulls you close, shoving his tongue into your mouth.
He pulls away just an inch, his hot breath fanning over your lips. "Tell me," he demands, his chest heaving. "Tell me I'm the only one you want. Say it."
You gasp out his name, confirming exactly what he needs to hear. The validation hits him like a critical strike. He groans, a low, guttural sound before coming. Idia continues to rock against you, snapping his hips up as you ride him through his orgasm.
After he finishes, you expect him to be done. To your surprise though, he quickly pulls out of you. Idia then shoves everything off his desk—not caring as expensive tech components clutter onto the floor.
He lifts you up onto the cleared surface, parting your knees and stepping into your space with an intensity you’ve never seen from him before.
Every touch that follows is frantic and possessive. His hands map your body with a desperate hunger, leaving feverish trails of heat wherever his skin meets yours. When he strips away the barriers between you, his eyes never leave your face. He wants to see every reaction, wants to anchor your focus entirely on him.
As the two of you continue feeling each other up, Idia walks the two of you over to his bed. You both stumble over random energy drink cans and dirty clothes, but he finally reaches the bed. Before landing, you break the kiss and take your shirt off with a smile. Idia grins at you as he reconnects your lips and you both fall onto the bed.
Idia continues to kiss you as if you are his lifeline. He quickly lines his slick cock up with your entrance before easing in slowly. You moan as he bottoms out inside of you. Idia clutches your hips as he starts to rut into you. Before you know it, he’s a whimpering mess and begging you to stop clenching around him so he doesn’t come again so soon.
The two of you reach your peaks at the same time as Idia rubs circles around your clit. When you tighten around him during your orgasm, he reaches his own as well.
When the storm finally passes, the frantic energy bleeds out of him, leaving him exhausted and suddenly hyper-aware of his own boldness.
He collapses against you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. His flames have calmed back down to a soft, low blue, radiating a comforting warmth. He wraps his long arms securely around your torso, anchoring you to his chest as his breathing gradually slows down.
"Don't...do that to me again," he mutters against your skin, his usual introverted cadence returning, though his grip remains tight.
“My heart can't take it. Just stay in my room next time. With me. Where no one else can look at you."
Diasomnia
Malleus Draconia 🐉:
When you first arrived in Twisted Wonderland, you were immediately invited to all the hit parties and social events. This was the exact opposite of Malleus’ time at NRC. However, once you both began dating, you constantly insisted on Malleus’ being your plus one.
Party at Scarabia? Great! You and Malleus will be there. A festival being hosted for NRC? The two of you are front row. Any ceremonies for the school year? You are beaming right beside Malleus as he smiles down at you.
This all meant the world to Malleus. He knew people saw him, but they didn’t actually see him. You did though. You always saw him. You, a simple mortal from another world. Not an ounce of magic. And yet, Malleus cannot help but marvel at how easily you feel like home to him.
So what exactly does the great Malleus Draconia do when someone threatens his perfect home? Well, he fucks his lady silly.
You see, the night had started as just a fun party. Kalim had eagerly invited you to a formal dinner, which only turned out being some huge rager. You were currently dancing it up with Ace and Deuce while also trying to get Malleus to dance. However, he was simply not a dancer.
Hence, you were dancing alone with all your friends until a slow song came on. As you start to walk back over to Malleus so you can beg him to slow dance, you are stopped by some guy. He smiles down at you, already placing one hand on your shoulder and the other on your hip.
“You’re a real good dancer you know that? I’m shocked you don’t have someone to dance with… good thing I’m here, right beautiful?” The man smiles smugly at you as he starts moving the two of you. You start to speak, but he quickly cuts you off.
“Say…you want to maybe get out of here after this dance?” Before you can even open your mouth, you feel a looming presence.
“Kindly unhand her. She has a dance partner. One for life, in fact.” Malleus’ voice drips with amusement as he watches the guy immediately tense up just from seeing him.
“M-Malleus-? Oh.. Sevens… I am so.. sorry.. I uh.. I gotta go…” The guy bolts quickly, leaving you and Malleus there. You turn to him with a smile.
“Dance partner for life? I thought you didn’t like slow songs?” You tease as he slowly wraps his arms around your waist, smiling down at you. Malleus sways the two of you to the beat of the song, completely content to just be in the moment.
“I simply prefer the fae slow songs over this. But I suppose if every mortal is stumbling over themselves to dance with my lady, I shall have to get over my dislike.” As the song comes to an end, Malleus kisses your hand.
When the party is over, he immediately walks you back home to Ramshackle to ensure you got back safe. You invite him inside as always, and he happily agrees.
The two of you sit down on the old couch in the lounge room. After sitting for a moment, Malleus finally speaks.
“May I kiss you, my dear?” He smiles at you, his hands folded. You immediately nod, expecting some small kiss then for him to announce it is time for him to leave. However, he quickly pulls you into a deep, passionate kiss.
Initially, you are shocked. Malleus rarely starts any type of… activity. He was more than happy to participate, but his gentleman nature made him less likely to initiate it. Now, your boyfriend was practically swallowing you whole and running his hands all over your body.
You move your lips against his as Malleus palms your breasts softly. You grab his hands and move them under your clothes, eager to feel him touching you. He follows your silent plea, carefully kneading your soft flesh as you moan into his mouth.
Malleus moves away from the kiss, carefully resting his forehead on yours as he continues to touch you. You whimper as he slips his hand back out. As he watches your face closely, he runs his hand along your stomach before slipping it under your shorts. Malleus runs two thick fingers over your quivering heat, you shutter as you grind your lower half on his fingers.
“Eager, are we?” Malleus smiles up at you sweetly as he slides his two digits in. You squeeze your eyes shut as his fingers penetrate your hole. He begins to pump them inside of you at a steady pace while looking at your face, mesmerized.
After a moment, Malleus feels you tighten around his two fingers as they repeatedly hit your sweet spot. He softly pulls a strand piece of hair out of your face as he curves his fingers inside of you. You end up reaching your peak shortly after, which resulted in your juices leaking all over Malleus’ fingers. Not that he seemed to mind.
Without a second to waste, Malleus lifts you up and starts to walk towards your bedroom. You look up at him in shock, still reeling from your orgasm. He looks down at you and smiles.
“You didn’t think I was about to make love to you on a couch, did you?”
Malleus quickly lays you down on the bed before shedding his pants. You follow his movement as you take off your own bottoms. He strokes his cock with a smile as his eyes rack over your body. The fae wastes no more time as he lays down over you and lines his thick cock up with your entrance. He slowly inches into you, letting you adjust to his massive length. You had taken Malleus’ cock before, but no mortal is ever fully prepared for a fae dick.
When Malleus has fully bottomed out inside of you, he grabs your hand, squeezing it slightly. When you squeeze back, he begins to slowly pull out before sinking back in. This pace continues for a few moments before he lets go of your hand and begins to circle your clit. You convulse on the sheets as his pace picks up and he starts hammering into you. The two of you continue to hold hands as you tighten around his cock, and the both of you come.
Malleus’ first action is pressing a small kiss to your intertwined hands before slowly pulling out. He can’t help but feel his heart swell at how pretty you look stuffed with his cum. After helping clean you up and laying back down, he holds you in his arms as you snooze. Malleus whispers one last thing to you before sleep.
“I’m more than just your dance partner for life, my beloved.”
Lilia Vanrouge 🦇:
Today was Cater’s birthday party! There was a whole wide party in Heartslabyul in honor of him, which you and Lilia were invited to! Lilia and Cater got along very well because of their shared club, so Lilia was very happy to attend.
Heartslabyul was packed. The yard was flashing with neon lights, and ringing with music. Cater was is in his element, snapping Magicam selfies and keeping the energy high. You and Lilia arrive together. Lilia is in high spirits, dressed up, laughing, and blending in perfectly with the younger crowd.
He spots Kalim and Cater across the room and excuses himself for just a moment to check on them, pressing a quick kiss to your temple before walking away.
You go over to the refreshments table, only to end up beside a random Heartslabyul student. He leans again the table, effectively blocking you in.
“Hey, I haven’t seen you around before..” He says, flashing a confident smile. He gets entirely too close, his arm brushing against yours.
"A party this good is wasted if you're standing here alone. Why don't we slip out to the rose maze? It's much quieter out there."
You politely decline, taking a step back, but he doesn't take the hint. He reaches out, his hand boldly grabbing your wrist to pull you closer.
"Come on, don't be like that. Just one drink with me."
Before the student can even register your discomfort, the air in the lounge temperature drops. A hand—small, but with a grip like reinforced steel—wraps around the student’s wrist, forcing him to let go of you instantly.
It’s Lilia. But the cheerful, eccentric fae from a few minutes ago is gone.
Lilia doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't need to. He steps between you and the student, tilting his head with a smile that looks incredibly sharp and dangerous. His crimson eyes bleed an ancient, terrifying authority.
"I believe my partner said no," Lilia purrs, his voice cutting cleanly through the loud party music. The grip on the student's wrist tightens just enough to make the boy gasp.
"It is impolite to badger a guest, especially at a birthday celebration. Don't you agree?"
The student looks into Lilia's eyes and instantly realizes he is looking at a legendary fae warrior, not a harmless classmate. He turns pale, stammers an apology, and practically trips over his own feet trying to flee into the crowd.
Lilia doesn't care about the fleeing student. He turns to you, his eyes scanning you from head to toe to make sure you're unhurt. The possessive fire in his eyes hasn't gone out—if anything, the crowded room is making him restless.
He grabs your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours tightly.
“We are leaving." He says, his tone leaving absolutely no room for argument.
The second you both get back to Diasomnia, Lilia has you pushed up against his door with a surprising force. He tilts your chin up before smiling and capturing your lips with his.
Lilia allows his hands to wander around your body, stopping around your waist. He pats your hips, motioning for you to straddle him. You oblige and jump up, Lilia catches you with absolutely no difficulty, which was surprising.
The two of you are now basically intertwined with each other as you continue to messily make out. Lilia stumbles towards the bed as he continues to kiss you. The floor is littered with random things, which he dodges to the best of his ability. Finally, he puts you down on his bed so you’re splayed out beautifully, heaving heavily from the kiss.
The fae quickly shimmys your pants off, then settles between your legs. Lilia runs a finger along your weeping entrance as he occasionally dips a finger in before withdrawing it fast. He continues to tease you like this as he watches your face with amusement. Finally, he slides both gloved fingers inside of you fully. You arch your back in response since you weren’t expecting him to finally give you his fingers.
After a moment, Lilia has basically gone off the walls. His two fingers are pistonning into you like crazy, and he seems to have no plan on stopping. As his fingers continue to caress your sweet spot, you finally tighten around him, nearing your climax.
“L-Lilia… Needa cum…” You babble out. Lilia’s response to this was to go even faster, which you didn’t think was possible. He teasingly runs his thumb over your clit as the pace picks up again. Through all this extra stimulation, you end up reaching your peak and come down with a moan.
However, Lilia doesn’t stop after your orgasm is finished. He continues to thrust his slick digits into your dripping hole. You feel yourself start to tense up for a second orgasm due to the overstimulation, but Lilia quickly pulls his fingers back out.
“My… It’s pretty late isn’t it? Why don’t we call it a night, my dear?” Lilia has a smirk on his face as you stare up at him with wide eyes.
“No! No! Come on baby, please? Please fuck me… I need it…” You whisper that last part as you begin to rhythmically grind your hips on his bed, desperate for friction. Lilia hums thoughtfully.
“I don’t know… Are you sure you need my help with that? You seemed fine getting attention from someone else.” Lilia teases as he runs a finger along your slick entrance.
“No I don’t! It’s you, just you, Lilia! Please? I need it, need you.” You pout up at him, desperate for him to fuck you. The fae chuckles and begins to unbuckle his trousers. He hums to himself as he strokes himself. You open your mouth to beg again, but before a word can come out, Lilia’s quickly lining himself up with your entrance and bottoming out immediately.
The room is filled with a plethora of moans and groans as Lilia pounds into you. Before long, you are coming around his cock, followed by him thrusting into you one last time before filling you with his cum.
As the two of you come down from your highs, Lilia pulls out slowly. You pat the spot beside you on the bed, simply wanting to cuddle your boyfriend, but he has other ideas. Lilia rests his head between your thighs, and looks up at you with a smirk before plunging into your pussy headfirst.
Safe to say you two would be at it all night.
Silver Vanrouge 🗡️:
Your boyfriend was rarely one to get jealous. You both had a very good communication system in your relationships, so neither of you ever doubted your love for each other. However, Silver always did feel a bit bad that he cannot control his sleeping patterns.
There have been occasions where Silver will accidentally fall asleep, thus missing a date night. You always assured him it was fine and that you understood he couldn’t control it, but deep down, he just wished he was able to give you his undivided attention.
In fact, the one thing that frustrates him the most is your friendship with Kalim. Don’t get me wrong, Silver liked Kalim, he was happy you were able to have a friend that could always make you smile. But he found himself getting upset over the fact Kalim pretty much dedicates his whole attention to you when you both hang out. Kalim never fails to invite you to parties, and you had told Silver of all the times you and Kalim had gotten into mischief.
Silver wished that he was able to dedicate all his time to you like that, but he knew it was literally impossible. Other people were able to give you all their attention, while he could only give a portion.
Currently, the two of you were at a party. You had dragged Silver there because he was always so busy with his knightly duties and training. The second you got there though, your boyfriend was already asleep, snoozing away in a chair. You knew better than to try and wake him, so you went to go hang out with your friends!
When Silver finally woke up, he scanned the room for you in a daze. He saw you on the opposite side of the room with Kalim, who was currently insisting you come back to Scarabia for a sleepover. You were both giggling about all the things you could do, like face paint, make Scalding Sands snacks, and even take a dip in the oasis in the morning!
You were happily agreeing when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turn around only to be face to face with Silver. He smiles down at you, which you quickly mirror with your own smile. Silver rests his chin on the top of your head as you giggle. He greets Kalim, who beams greatly and greets him back.
“Good to see you Silver! I was just telling y/n about the new plants growing at the oasis! Me and Jamil saw them last week, and I know how much she loves plants! I keep telling her we will have to visit the botanical gardens of the Scalding Sands! They have the best desert gardens there! Oh! And I was telling her about the new recipe I discovered! We’re gonna try it tonight-“ As Kalim yaps, you both listen intently until suddenly he is cut off by none other than Silver.
“That’s nice, but we have plans.” Silver says smoothly, not adding much. You look up at him with a confused expression. You hadn’t planned anything for the two of you. Kalim smiles quickly and nods.
“Aww okay! We can try for next weekend then! I bet the oasis will be growing even more by then!”
“Actually. We’re busy next weekend too.” Silver moves his head off yours, before intertwining his hand with yours.
“Sorry Kalim, will you excuse me and y/n? She was just telling me earlier that she wasn’t feeling well, so I would like to take her back to Ramshackle.” Silver smiles as Kalim immediately agrees and bides you both farewell.
As you both start to walk out, you look up at Silver.
“Are you okay? I didn’t say anything about feeling sick..” In response to this, Silver nods.
“Just need to get back to Diasomnia, love..”
The second you both get back to Silver’s dorm, you are shocked by how quickly he shuts the door and locks it before pinning you to the bed. You and Silver had been intimate before, but you were never quite able to marvel at his strength til now. He stares down at you with a passionate fire in his pretty eyes.
“I need you baby…” He whispers. You immediately begin to feel that familiar heat building in your lower tummy as you pull him into a kiss. Silver dives into the kiss himself, kissing you as if you were his oxygen supply. He begins to slowly run his hands along your body, kneading every piece of flesh he could reach. You tangle your fingers into his soft hair, which he groans into the kiss in response to.
Silver breaks the kiss after a moment. He’s heavily panting. You’ve never seen him this motivated. He desperately palms at your clothes, helping you take them off. You yank off his own shirt and stare in awe at his muscular body.
Without a second to waste, Silver slides two fingers inside of you. You immediately clutch onto his free hand with your own. Silver curls his fingers inside of you before quickly finding your sweet spot. As he takes in your pretty noises, he begins to grind his clothed erection against you. You let go of his hand, trailing down his torso until you reach his bulge. As he groans, you palm at the growing tent in his pants.
After a few more thrusts of his fingers, you find yourself clamping down on them. Your juices coat his hand, not that he cares. Silver immediately sits up, shedding his pants quickly.
“I need to be inside of you. Now.” The second you nod in agreement, Silver lines himself up with your entrance and starts to slowly inch in. You moan out as his cock fills you up, he groans into unison as your walls squeeze him in. When he finally had bottomed out, he grabs your hand and begins to slowly ease in and out.
After keeping this pace for a while, Silver loses himself. He desperately ruts into your pussy, groaning about how pretty you are and how good you feel around him. The two of you arrive at your climaxes at the same time, Silver slams his lips on yours after you both come down from your highs.
You expect Silver to be sleepy after that, however you underestimated your knightly boyfriend’s drive to make you come on his cock multiple times. Before you know it, you both have had multiple orgasms. He lays down beside you finally. After pressing a kiss to your forehead he whispers.
“I’m always here with you. Always.”
Sebek Zigvolt 🛡️:
Sebek had basically the high respect for you (right after his respect for Waka-sama of course). So he questions why in the world you wouldn’t want to train with him!
The answer is simple. Your boyfriend pushes way too hard. When you ask for a simple cardio workout, suddenly he has you doing like 200 pushups. So you stopped training with him, and started training with Silver.
Naturally, this pissed Sebek off. Why in the world would you want to train with Silver over him? He would sit in the courtyard, watching you and Silver work out. Silver would help adjust your form, carefully placing his hands on your muscles. This ticked Sebek off even more. Only he should be allowed to touch you!
After one of your workouts with Silver, you saw Sebek standing in the doorway. You smile and walk over.
“Hi love, what are you-“
“HUMAN. WE MUST BE GOING NOW.” Sebek takes hold of your hand and starts dragging you back to Diasomnia. The entire way, he’s muttering about how he’s just going to have to give you a private workout session.
That is how you ended up face down on Sebek’s sheets as he pounded into you from behind. He was honestly merciless. His cock sped in and out of your pussy at a high speed, and his fingers were twirling around your breasts and your clit.
Sebek grasps both your hips as he pistons into you harshly. You are in absolute bliss as he bullies your poor pussy with his cock. Sebek himself is groaning and spanking your ass as he ruts into you. Everyone within Diasomnia can definitely hear you two…
As you near your third orgasm, your walls clamp down around Sebek’s length. He groans loudly before yelling.
“If you want to come, you have to let me hear you beg for it.” In response, you immediately start babbling and begging for Sebek and his cock to bring you to your next orgasm. He smiles victoriously as he picks up the pace even more and repeatingly hits your g-spot until you come.
At this point, your pussy is absolutely drooling with a lovely mix of your cum and his. But Sebek isn’t even close to done. He continues to thrust into you right after your orgasm. You press your head into his pillow and moan. Sebek quickly wraps an arm around your neck from behind, effectively wrapping his strong bicep around you.
“Everyone needs to hear those pretty noises, got it?” You nod desperately in response as you approach another orgasm already. Sebek groans as he reaches his own peak. After you both have came, you expected him to be done for now.
However, he quickly pins you back down to the bed, holding your hands above you with his own hand. Sebek immediately slips back inside of your messy pussy with no intent of stopping as he groans about how nicely you squeeze him in.
The two of you had had multiple rounds by the time there’s a knock at the door. A deep voice booms through, Lilia.
“Sebek! Please don’t be so harsh on the girl. I can hear her moans from the kitchen.”
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A/N: FINALLYYYY, it’s done and posted!!! I hope you all loved reading about each of your favs :) I loved writing this so much, especially with like 10 milkshakes from wisdom tooth recovery hehe. I apologize for anything that may be OC! I tried my best!
Shout out to my bff for reading them all and discussing scenes :)
SUMMARY - Marrying the prince of Briar Valley and becoming pregnant with his firstborn was for sure going to turn some heads, considering you're a pure human being. No magic, no background to this world. Nothing. But with your newfound family, you feel at home.
Unfortunately, others don't think the same for you.
CHARACTERS - Malleus, Lilia, Silver, Sebek, Grim (bc he never gets mentioned T^T) Fem! Reader
WARNINGS - kidnapping, attempted murder, descriptions of birth, slight gore
WC - 4617
NOTES - had this idea for a while now, struggled to write a sentence but here we are!! apologies for taking FOREVER to post something. I've been really lazy and not inspired to write, hopefully that changes once classes start again.
also be aware that I am not too familiar with pregnancy, as I am not currently pregnant, so some things written down are not accurate. There will be scenes that won't make sense because the reader is pregnant, and she has to survive some bs so yeah...
one more thing to add! I like to imagine that carrying a dragon fae's child would probably boost your stats. like for example, you're slightly stronger than usual, you have more stamina, and your body is more durable to any injury because if you're going to carry a strong mage's baby, you need a strong body to carry that baby. so the magic just gives you that throughout as the pregnancy progresses and you don't lose it after giving birth, in preparation for any future pregnancies.
big thanks to @s4toku for helping me with the baby name
ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 (you are here), ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2 (soon)
"Mama! Mama!" A child's voice called, giggles following soon after. The little 'tap tap tap' of feet echoing along the stone walls. Servants completing their duties, swiftly moved to the side to avoid the little prince running into their legs. Smiling, and breathing a sigh of relief, as the young royal shouted apologies as he ran by. "Mama!"
Another servant rolling a cart full of tea and finger foods rolls in front of the little prince, but he doesn't stop his pace, instead he picks up the pace taking a large step and tossed himself into the air. Curling his dragon tail and legs into himself to avoid hitting the tray, performing a somersault, the prince manages to stick the landing. His tail wags at his little victory before snatching a few small snacks from the tray and running off once more.
Skidding to a halt in front of large library doors, the little prince uses his shoulder to push them open. The hinges on the doors creak from its large weight; the smell of old books, coffee, and your perfume envelops the child's senses.
Quickly scanning the large room, he is quick to spot your figure resting in one of many cozy chairs his father provided for your pregnancy. Excited, the prince wags his scaly tail and dashes towards you. "Mama!"
Perking up, you spot your child running towards you. Sliding your bookmark in between the pages, you place the book you were reading to the side, standing from the cozy chair and opened your arms to allow your child to run into them.
"Vicky!" You giggled, spinning in circles once your son was in your arms. The boy, Vincent, or as you liked to call him, Vicky, giggles from the dizzying exchange, screeching in joy before he was set down on his feet. "What brings you here? Oh! Did you finally perfect the spell that was bugging you?"
Vincent shakes his head, obsidian hair swinging at the motion. "No, not yet, but I came here because I wanted to ask you something. But first..." He pauses, sliding his scaley tail in between the both of you and at the very end of his tail, held two small sandwiches.
"I brought these for you!" He beams, watching you take one and eagerly take a bite. "I figured you might be hungry considering you have to eat for two." Vicent motions to your very pregnant belly. You were just ready to pop out the second Draconia heir.
Snorting, you shoved the rest of the food into your mouth. What? Nobody was around to make sure you followed royal etiquette. It was just you and your son, you could take a small break, and Vincent would definitely not tell on you to Sebek.
"Sure, let me hear your question." You chirped, licking your fingers from the jam leaking onto your hand from the snack.
Blinking at your permission, Vincent rocks back on forth on his heels. "Well... You know how Father, Grim, Uncle Silver, and Uncle Sebek tend to avoid answering a certain topic I've been curious about? The one about your scar?"
He points at the long-jagged scar that ran from your left cheek, down your throat, stopping inches from your collarbone. The other small, but still noticeable scar, nicked the corner of your right eyebrow. If it were any bigger and more centered, you would've been twinning with Leona.
"I asked Grandpa, but he just switches subjects, telling me it's 'something to tell when I'm older'," Vincent grumbles, crossing his arms in frustration, before switching to his puppy eyed look.
"Can you tell me how you got those scars? Please, please, please?! I'm old enough!" He begged. You burst out laughing, brushing Vincent's locks from his forehead, being mindful of his ever-growing horns, and allowing his black scales to be seen.
"Yeah, I don't blame them." You sighed, removing your hand from Vincent's head to trace along your scar. "This scar... is a painful reminder to them of what could've happened. They could've lost us."
Vincent frowns, confused. "W-what do you mean by 'us'? Did something bad happen?"
Without responding, you give him your hand, to which he takes, sharp talons brushing against your skin. "Come with me, I'll tell you what happened." Walking down the aisles upon aisles of shelves storing countless historical figures and stories, you settle down in a corner that was far from the entrance.
"This happened around 9 years ago. I was- I think I was 8 months pregnant with you. You were born pretty early." You questioned before shrugging your shoulders. "I forgot but anyways, it was the celebration of your Father and I's second anniversary of our marriage, your father had planned a big celebration. He even invited a few old friends from school..."
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8 years ago...
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"Oh, Malleus! I can't wait for everyone to show up! It's been so long since I last saw everybody." You beamed, clapping your hands as you watched the large town below bustle with life from the castle's balcony. During your excitement, Malleus takes the chance to wrap his arms behind you, gently running his palms over your very pregnant belly, nose buried in your hair.
"I am more excited for our little one to arrive." He kisses your cheek before nuzzling back into your neck, inhaling your perfume and shampoo. Giggling at the sensation, you turn around in his arms and wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning upward to plant a kiss. Malleus groans, fluttering his eyes shut as he brought you closer to him.
Pulling away from the kiss, you bit your lip to contain your laughter from Malleus' expression. His cheeks were red, brows furrowed when you pulled away, pupils dilated with such love for you. "C'mon Hornton, why the expression?" You teased, curling a lock of his hair behind his pointed ear.
Taking your hand in his, Malleus presses your palm against his cheek and shuts his eyes, basking in this sweet moment with you.
Ever since he announced his plans for a big celebration, he's been busy planning everything by himself. Of course, you pleaded with him to allow you to help him with the planning, he simply shook his head, stating that you should rest as much as you can since you were heavily pregnant with his firstborn.
And with a huff, you complied.
Opening his green eyes, Malleus stares down at you. "I cherish you very deeply, Child of Man. You have bestowed me the greatest gift of all; gifting me a family."
Heart fluttering at his words, you lean forward to give him another kiss, hoping to express your feelings through actions but a voice interrupts the moment.
"Oho~ I hope I am not interrupting something!" Frowning, you peak around Malleus' body to Lilia's floating form, hand covering his mouth.
"Aw man, I was getting ready to kiss Malleus silly." You mumbled, crossing your arms, resting them on top of your belly. Lilia barks out a laugh, rustling your hair. Malleus smiles at your words.
"Perhaps, we could continue later?" He suggests, wrapping a hand around your waist.
You pretend to think for a while before shrugging. "Perhaps we could."
"Good, because a few fellows need Malleus' approval on a few things before the celebration starts." Lilia chirps in, letting his body float upside down.
Malleus nods, heading towards the door before stopping and turning towards you. "Will you be fine by yourself? I shall send Sebek or Silver to keep you company."
You wave off your husband's questions. "Don't worry about me, I'm sure you're all busy with preparations, I'm just going to head to town and buy myself some desserts! Little fella's been craving a big ol' cake to feast on. Though, I would love to eat one of Trey's cakes..."
This catches Malleus' attention, worry painted on his face, he leans down to hold onto your hands. "Please, my love," He pleads, "take some guards to accompany you."
"Malleus, don't worry!" Bringing both your interlocked hands to your face, you kissed his knuckles in an attempt to calm his worries. "I'll be in and out, I won't take my sweet time, unlike the last trip."
Your husband tries his best to mask his disappointment, looking down at the town before settling onto your [color] eyes. Finally, he comes to a conclusion.
"Very well, you may go into town by yourself," You silently cheered in your head. "But you must return in one hour." Damn.
"Alright, Hornton, I accept your ter-"
"And you must report to me immediately upon your arrival."
"Oh? Uh, okay-"
"And you must dine with me with your desserts, as proof that you did go out to buy them."
"Wait, all my desserts? Which one do you want me to-"
"And shortly after eating, you must go and rest in our room."
"Okay, Hornton, okay! I get it!"
Malleus blinks at your shout, letting out a sigh soon after. "I apologize, I'm just... very worried seeing you go somewhere without guards."
"And that is completely valid, but I'm not some glass that's going to shatter as soon as I step foot outside the castle." You assured, rubbing your thumbs along your husband's knuckles. "Besides, there's guards all over the place, if something were to happen, I would go to them for help."
He pouts.
"May I at least walk you to the door?" He pleaded, giving you his infamous puppy, or should I say, dragon eyes. Leaning in to reach his height, you plant a kiss on his cheek.
"Of course you can."
"Do you have money?"
"Yup! It's in this pouch."
"Do you have a warm cover on?"
"Yup."
"How about your shoes? Are they fitting fine?"
"Yes, my love, they fit me fine."
"How about-"
"Malleus, my boy, ease with the questions." Lilia pipes up from beside him. Malleus' tail curls and uncurls besides his foot. "I think [Name] is well enough prepared."
Then Lilia turns his attention to Sebek. "Isn't that right, Sebek?"
The knight straightens his posture at the sudden question thrown at him. "Yes, Lilia!"
Silver, who had been nodding off, stands up straight from Sebek's loudness. He gives you a once over, smiling softly as he bows. "Father is right, your Highness."
"Just make sure to buy me some tuna!" Grim demands, gently swatting at your feet, ignoring Sebek's screech 'Grim! Watch yourself!', making sure you don't forget he was there. "Or else, I'll hide your favorite book you've been reading!"
Laughing at the silliness, you scoop your fuzzy companion into your arms, pressing kisses to his forehead while he meows in annoyance, but if you listened closely, you could hear his purring.
"Alright, I'm off now, but Silver do you mind making some tea with the sample Azul sent me? Thanks, adios!" Setting Grim down, you waved goodbye to your family before swiftly skipping along the path that led to the bustling town.
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"Wow, mother, you sure have a lot of patience." Vincent mumbled.
"Yes, you better thank my head mage for that." You chuckled bitterly, remembering your dear Night Raven College days filled with over blots, work, more over blots, and even more work.
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The town was loud, crowded, bustling with life and most of all, exciting.
The smell of different foods from each stall had almost made you gravitate towards it, but with a quick slap to your cheeks, you remain steady on your original task.
Flyers and colorful decorations littered the streets, wrapping themselves onto almost everything, giving it life. The air was filled with music from either the old days or popular songs from around the world. People ran past each other, carrying supplies and tools with their magic or hands.
Children of all species ran past you, giggling and screaming for no reason, just for fun probably. Adults relaxing at the bar laughed and sang together, celebrating the King and Queen's marriage.
"Omf!" A large frame then bumps harshly into you, nearly knocking you over. Luckily, you manage to stabilize your footing. "Excuse me."
The man doesn't even bother to apologize, instead, he gives you a bone chilling glare before turning and walking away, shoving past people who in turn shout at him. With a huff, you continue your travel to the bakery.
Entering through the doors, the bells on top ringing at a customer's arrival, the smell of warm bread engulfed your nose. A sharp kick to your stomach causes you to hunch over in pain.
"Yeah, yeah, just wait, I'll order something and leave fast." Rubbing your belly, you walked to the cash register. The owner, a sweet old fae who's known as Betty the Baker, smiles upon seeing your waddling figure but forms into worry at your pained expression.
Quickly, she rushes to your side. "Your Majesty!"
You held up a hand, easing her worries. "Just the usual kick from the baby. Nothing I can't handle."
Betty nods, slowly going back behind the counter. "But is it wise to be by yourself? Aren't you worried something might happen to you?" She frets, clenching and unclenching her hands in worry.
You laughed off her worries. "No need to fret, Betty! There are guards everywhere, I trust them to protect me."
"Now," Rubbing your hands together, you point at a dessert you've eyeing for a while since you came in. "If you don't mind, would you care to pack some of your goodies for me to bring back at the castle?"
Shaking her head, Betty does just that.
And not long after, you found yourself waving goodbye to your baker friend with two full bags of sugary delights. Licking your lips from the fresh bread smell, you set sail to home with a skip to your steps.
"Your Majesty." A voice calls out.
Coming to a halt, you turned to check to see who called you out. It was a guard, his sword and armor glistening in the afternoon sun. His face was hidden from the helmet.
"Yes?" You answered, heart pounding. You haven't noticed the small street you were in was empty, no sign of life for a few blocks. "Is there something wrong?"
The guard saunters forward, the hilt of his sword clinking against his armor. "There has been an incident at the castle, the King has ordered me to relocate you to a safe location."
Your heart drops at the news. "W-what do you mean there's been an incident? What happened to the others? How bad is it?" Dropping the bags of goodies, you blink your tears away. "What has happened to my family!?"
The guard doesn't answer, instead placing his hands on your shoulders and guiding you to an alley. At the end of it, awaited a carriage. The horse in the front, snorts, stomping its hoof against the stone road.
"There is no time for questions your Majesty, I urge you to hop on and escape while they deal with the problem." He shoves you inside, but you refused, pushing past him.
"No! You have not explained to me what the problem is!" You hissed, eyes red and brimming with tears. The guard sighs.
"You're making this harder than it needs to be." You freeze at his cold tone. The man then removes his helmet and lo' and behold, it was the same man that rudely bumped into you earlier.
The man jerks his chin. "Knock her out, Chris."
"W-what...?" Someone chuckles behind you.
"Sorry about this, your Majesty~" Spinning around to face whoever was behind you, your temple explodes in pain. Dropping to the ground, a deep purple bruise forming on the side of your head.
The last thing you saw were two pairs of boots entering your vision before succumbing to unconsciousness.
"She's been what...?" Malleus murmured, barely holding back a growl that was desperate to claw its way out from his chest. The room shakes from the magic, vibrating from his anger.
Lilia takes a step forward, a deep frown on his usual cheery face as he bows before the King. Silver and Sebek bowed behind Lilia, both flaked at his sides.
"It has been reported that the Queen has been kidnapped, your Highness."
Malleus doesn't move. Not even utter a peep.
Instead, he slams his staff down, cracking the floor.
"Find her." He breathes out green flames. "Whatever it takes, find her and return her to me safe and sound. Search for whoever is involved and bring them to me alive. I shall punish them accordantly. "
With a flick of his wrist, Lilia, Sebek, and Silver all spring into action once the command left his lips.
The doors to the throne room shut with a loud bang! and Malleus is left alone with his thoughts. Staring out the window, he rests a gloved hand against it.
"Please," He pleads to no one, voice straining from worry. "Please return [Name] and my unborn child safely to me, don't take them from me so soon."
His plea is answered by silence.
Blinking awake, you groaned at the pain flowing from your temple. You move to rub it but find yourself all tied up to a chair. Choking on a gasp, you move around in your binds harshly. "Nononono, no!"
"Oh look, she's awake!" A voice cheerfully announces. A chair screeches in front of you, snapping you out of your panic state.
"Rise and shine your majesty!" Another voice chimes in, chuckling along with the cheery voice.
Focusing on the voices, you spot the familiar guard, along with two new strangers. While they talked amongst themselves, you pondered at their intentions towards you. What's gonna happen to you...?
A hand comes down and smacked your head, bringing you back to reality. You yelp at the sudden pain, throwing a nervous glare at the culprit. The guard smirks, slapping your head once more. "Are you back from wherever you were?"
"Where am I?" You commanded, wriggling in your binds. "Who are you and why have you kidnapped me?"
The man lifts his hands in a mock surrender. "Calm down, your majesty, there will be plenty of time for us to... get to know each other. But first," He grabs your chin, tilting your head one side then to the other side as he scanned your features.
"Hm, seems like I was correct." The man confirms, releasing his grip; you jerk away from him. "She doesn't look strong, except for that thing she's carrying."
"Excuse me?" You growled out, clenching your teeth together. "Don't talk about my baby like that! They've done nothing to you!"
"Boss, I heard the King has sent people to search for the Queen," A voice interrupts. "Shall we send a warning?"
The guard, who was apparently the mastermind behind this kidnapping, nods at the other kidnapper before focusing his attention back onto you.
"Nothing?" He scoffs, grabbing a fist full of your hair, you let out a cry of pain. "That thing is a stain on humanities record!"
Still with a hand full of your hair, the guard brandishes a dagger. Gasping, you desperately try to bring some distance between you too. Instead of pain, you felt sloppy attempts of your hair being chopped off, not caring if the blade nicked at your flesh.
Wincing at being cut, blood flows down your face, your hair in the man's hands. "If they continue to search, we'll send a warning." He hands your hair off to his lackeys. "If you're on your best behavior, maybe we'll your husband a little present."
Your blood goes cold.
What do you do? What do you do? All you've ever done was fall in love with the most amazing fae you have ever met. Even though, he was the first fae you ever met since your arrival in Twisted Wonderland. You never expected to deal with something like this!? not including the overblots during your school years.
"Since getting to the castle takes at least two days by carriage to get there, have someone teleport you instead, but do not get caught once you try to return." Their voices fade into the background.
What's going to happen to you? Do they plan on killing you and your child? You shake your head. Of course they were! They were planning on who to send to the castle for a little message.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Relax, [Name]. You've been involved in dangerous situations before. Hell, you survived over five over blots in one school year, this is nothing. Just wait for the chance to escape and soon, you'll be home. Home with your family.
Just wait for the right chance.
The next day couldn't have come faster.
Shouts and banging could be heard from the other room.
"YOU IDIOTS!" One person screamed, a glass shatters against a wall. You assumed it was the boss. "YOU HAD ONE JOB AND YOU COULDN'T EVEN DO IT CORRECTLY! NOW WE HAVE TO RELOCATE!"
"We-we're sorry boss!" Someone's pleads were ignored as they let out a shriek from an unknown object being thrown at them. "It happened so suddenly and next t-thing we know, we were surrounded!"
"You two!" The boss hissed, pointing at two people responsible for the mess, who in return flinched. "Take the queen and her damn spawn and relocate while I go undercover and lead the search party somewhere else."
You perk up at this. This is your chance to escape while they relocated you. But you had to be careful, if they manage to see through your plan, they'll stop you and that'll be your last chance to return home.
So, you get to planning.
The two kidnappers in charge of relocating you, gathered their items and loaded them up in the carriage that lured you in the beginning. Opening the door to your cell, the two walked in, hair all messy.
"Chris, untie her from the chair and lead her to the carriage, I'll be waiting for you both." Jerry orders to which Chris nods and goes to remove the ropes, you allow him.
The ropes rubbed against your skin that wasn't covered by your dress, Christ is quick to grab your upper arm in a harsh grip and drag you outside where the carriage waited. Each step you took was a step closer to your grave.
I gotta do something! You panicked, cold sweat dripping down your back the closer you got. The first thing to remember when being kidnapped is to never let them take you to a second location- er third.
But before you can form a plan, your shoved back inside the cold carriage, landing on your bottom with an 'omf!', throwing a glare at your kidnapper whom promptly slammed the door shut on you, not caring how you felt as he sat on the plush seats.
"Alright, we can leave!" Chris shouts, smacking the roof of the carriage to signal to his buddy.
With a jerk of his hands, Jerry snaps the reigns and the horses began to move and so starts your journey of forming a plan to escape and head back home to your family, to your husband, Malleus.
"I gotta pee!" You pleaded.
Chris once more groans at your continuous moaning and whining for the past hour. "You can survive a few more hours, just wait."
"But I can't!"
"Yes, you can." He growled, pinching his eyebrows from the oncoming headache.
"I'm a very pregnant woman; I need to pee before I piss myself and I am pretty sure you don't want to clean it all up." You huff, crossing your arms.
Chris' eye twitches.
He hated how you were right and lets out a loud groan, smacking the roof. "OKAY! FINE! JERRY STOP THE CARRIAGE!"
Kicking the door open once it comes to a halt, Chris is quick to grab some rope and bound your hands together before hauling you from the carriage.
"Now go use the bathroom!" He hisses and shoves you forward. "Where I can see you."
You stumble a bit, blowing a strand of hair from your face in frustration after stabilizing your footing. Turning to the bushes on the dirt road, you turn back to your kidnapper with a confused look.
He mockingly shocks.
"What? Go on and piss!"
"Can you at least turn around?" You frown, eyeing the two men who in return watched you with unblinking eyes. "I don't like having an audience when I'm doing my 'business', but if you're into that-"
"Fine! Fine!" Chris cuts you off, swiftly turning around to face the trees that surrounded you three. "Jeez! Just hurry it up, damn it!"
Idiot You silently cheered, lifting up the bottom of your dress above your ankles to sneak further into the forest. Time was critical. You only had minutes to sneak away and hide within the greenery before the two found out what you were really doing.
"You need to find somewhere to hide, something to create distance so you can find your way home without a problem. Back home, where you belong, with Malleus, with Lilia, with Grim.
"HEY!" Chris shouts after noticing you were quiet for some time and turned his head to take a peek at you, to see if you were actually using the bathroom. But to his surprise, you were well deep in the forest. He had to squint to see your scurrying figure through the bushes and grass. "STOP! JERRY, QUICK GRAB HER!"
You took off sprinting.
Well, as best as you could with your heels.
Flying past trees, whose branches harshly cut against your skin, blood dripping down your cheek after turning a harsh left to avoid Jerry's grasps. Your lungs burned with the need for air, your hair, which was previously neatly done by the maids, now undone and messy.
Skidding to a sudden stop in front of a hill, you gazed back, fear painted on your face. Chris and Jerry were quick to surround you. Fuck, you made the wrong choice to turn left.
Each step they took, you took one back, until you didn't have any more space left.
Now you were left with two choices.
Jump or surrender to your capturers with an unknown fate.
Eyeing the cliff, you knew what choice you needed to make.
Chris seems to realize this too, his hands up as he slowly walked to you, slow calculated steps as if you were some ticking time bomb. "Woah, hey, let's not make any risky choices."
Two steps closer.
"If you just surrender, you won't face any punishments."
Another step.
"I won't tell the boss about your little escape plan."
Your body shook in adrenaline and fear. A few more steps and Chris would capture you again, torment you with a future where you're not sure if you or your child would survive.
"So, if you would just step away from the edge... we can forget this ever happened."
A snort leaves your lips. The two men pause in their movements, confused and anxious for whatever might happen. Staring at the man who was involved in your kidnapping, attempting to persuade you into surrendering.
"Fuck you."
Desperately, Chris dashes over in to grab at you as you threw yourself off the ledge, but he wasn't fast enough. You plunged into the raging waters below with a sickening splat! Jerry winces at the noise.
They waited for your body to reemerged from the water, to show the two men that you, somehow, managed to survive the fall. But as time ticks, their hopes dwindled.
"Boss is gonna kill us." Jerry breaks the silence, absolutely defeated from what just happened.
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I was gonna make this into one post but literally had a huge writers block then I had people wanting me to post this so expect part two uhhhhhhhhh idk soon
hi! i hope i understand right and that this counts as a recolor, but i was wondering if you could possibly make a recolor of https://www.tumblr.com/pixopix/798752334863859712/hello-your-uploads-are-brilliant-i-have-a?source=share in purple? if im misunderstanding I'm sorry hfbshd, and i hope you're having a good vacation!! :D
Purple Stars
Yes, a big recolor, but a recolor none the less! Enjoy!
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Hey, I think your blog's really cute and I love having another gyaru in the twist fantom as I am a gyaru (hime/himekaji tho) myself.
It's my first time writing a request so, if this is kind of weird or you just don't feel comfortable writing it, that's totally fine.
I think it would be kind of interesting to see azul with a plus size/chubby reader in either an established relationship or just with a crush and what he would think of it like if he would be self conscious about or would be able to kind of heal through viewing the reader as someone beautiful. If this is too specific in terms of plus size reader you could just do whatever you think would be interesting to you.
If you think this is something you'd like to write I would be grateful but if not I want to motivate you to keep going, your works great.
༄｡° Comforting beauty ༊·˚⋆.
༊·˚⋆. GENRE hurt/comfort, fluff, smidge of angst
༊·˚⋆. INCLUDES Azul Ashengrotto
༊·˚⋆. CONTENT WARNING gn!reader | implied afab!reader | reader is yuu | possible spoilers of main/side stories | established relationship | possible grammar errors | not proof read | self-conscious/insecure (Azul) | pet names | mention of injuries | mention of past bullying experience | might be a lil OOC | cringe but idgaf, comfort for Azul | author note at end <0_0>
When you first stepped out of the ceremony coffin at Night Raven College with an expression filled with confusion and slight hesitation, Azul instantly knew that you were quite different compared to every other student attending the school. And it wasn’t the odd, black cat-like creature that started shooting out blue fire everywhere and creating pure chaos within a mere second of your arrival that had him think that. . no, it was the way you stuck out far too much in a place that was swarmed by selfish people. Simple as that, he knew you were different just by the way you stuck out— it kind of reminded him of when he was back at home, Coral Sea, when he was just a small, round, little octopus baby.
Just like everyone else, at first he never really paid you close or even a smidge of his precious attention before his overblot; his mind was completely set on the belief that you were simply yet another poor unfortunate soul that will soon be bound to one of his contracts like the rest. But that didn’t stop Azul from glancing towards you occasionally whenever you’d pass by, simply believing he was just curious. . nothing more. He noted about how strangely sweet your behavior was; how you were completely indifferent to Ace’s blunt teasing about your chubbier body and only gave him your own teasing remark, how gentle and reassuring you were to Deuce when he get caught in his negative thoughts, how you would happily praise Grim when he did his best, and how you even let Jack rely on you when things were too much for him to handle by himself.
And when you signed a contract in order to try to release not just your friends, but everyone else— why, he was completely certain that you’d utterly fail and be stuck working in the Monstro Lounge for the rest of the year. . unless you went back home. However, you were more smarter and determined than he originally expected; pairing up to work with that lazy housewarden, Leona, and managed to get the beastman to sand all of his contracts. . leading to an ugly overblot. Azul felt completely humiliated; crying and sobbing loudly as he uselessly wiped away the fat tears that just kept falling from his glossy eyes, it felt like he was just a kid again. . facing the judgmental eyes of his bullies as he hugs himself while trying to shrink himself.
While everyone else grimaced and felt slightly awkward by Azul’s crying, you didn’t— you didn’t judge him, just stumbled toward him with a rolled ankle and sat down in front of him with a small smile. That smile of yours, not only was it full of empathy. . it was also filled with understanding, as if you also suffered by your own wandering thoughts. After that, he finds it slightly shameful to admit. . but his interest in you bloomed far too quickly than it should have— constantly sending Jade or Floyd to stalk you and report any information they’ve learned about the mysterious prefect of Ramshackle to him.
And most of the time, the twins never gave him any noteworthy information. Azul doesn’t even know your favorite food for seven's sake! And the best way to someone’s head is through food, everyone knows that.
At the time, he didn’t understand the odd feeling that appeared anytime he was around you; all it took was a call from his mother, accidentally bringing you up into the conversation along with spewing his thoughts, just for her to tell him that he has a small crush on you. But, this didn’t feel like just a small crush. That intense fluttering in Azul’s stomach, his words dying at his tongue when you glanced at him, and even him being reduced to a flustered mess each time you smiled at him was solid proof.
And the list went on and on, there were just too many moments where Azul looked like a lovestruck fool, a complete opposite of the well planned manager of the Monstro Lounge he maintains. Every time he saw you in the halls you’d happily call out his name with your pretty face melted into a soft smile, his heart would race. When you would visit the Monstro Lounge; ordering the largest meal and happily savoring each bite of the food, even chatting with Floyd and letting him sit beside you. . only to find out your meal was mysteriously already paid for.
Or even when you accidentally witnessed hugging himself, shaking and trembling as he cries even harder but doesn’t yell at you to leave. You didn’t waste a second to question what was bothering Azul, all you did was gently envelop the silver haired boy in your arms. Warm, gentle, and inviting, it what he noted, he felt safe in your arms and practically melted in your tempting embrace.
Azul still remembers that night, the memory was burned into his head— a first shared kiss between you both, even though. . much to his dismays you took charge before he could. And when the muffled sounds of sniffles and whimpers finally quieted, you gently pulled away to where you could see his face. Those glasses of his are crooked, cheeks stained in dried tears, eyes glossy, and he looked like a sad octopus.
“Are you feeling much better, Azul? I hate to see tears again that pretty face” you hummed out, a light attempt to have him grin at your last comment. Pretty face, you said, when he was drowning and suffocating in his own insecurities while you were unapologetic and confident in your plush body. Pretty face, you said, when Azul spent too much time planning on getting revenge on his bullies just to find himself back at square one.
Pretty face, you said. The door to the VIP room was locked shut as Azul wrote on the countless sheets of paper scattered along his desk, exhaustions and over-exertion oozed from his body. . his once neat handwriting melted into sloppy and barely understandable. He shakily drops his quill onto the tables, hands trembling as his own mind slowly turns against him— barely buried insecurities making their presence known in his head.
While a part of him felt inspired by how comfortable you were about your body; beautiful even with prominent curves, soft and plump. He just couldn’t shake off his own shame and self-loathing, it clung onto him like black ink. Azul just couldn’t get rid of it by himself, he could never be like you.
There is a soft knock at the door, but the sound is unnoticed by the ringing in Azul ears.
“Azul? Darling, are you still here?” Your voice was sweet and velvety, but today, hearing your voice didn’t help him relax like it normally would.
He opens his mouth, closing it shut when all the words he wanted to say dies at the tip of his tongue. Azul silently stared at the mess on his desk while fat tears dripped onto the papers, the ink of his quill smearing everywhere from the liquid. A small question appears in his head— why couldn’t he be more like you?
More stunning, radiant, and comfortable with your plumper body. How did you look at yourself in the mirror, stomach rolls and stretch marks covered on your skin, and still be unashamed and never tried to hide your body? Why is Azul not able to do the same?
The door creaks open by a smidge, your head peaking in to spot your beloved, only to sigh softly when you see him clutching strands of his hair tightly between his fingers. You walk over quickly, neatly collecting Azul’s papers and putting them off to the side.
“Azul. .” You mutter out softly, fingers brushing away a strand of his hair from his face— pulling his hands from his hair knowing he didn’t realize the pain he’s inflicting onto himself.
In a quick motion, you brush away Azul’s tears, smiling when he shakily looks up from his desk to stare at your face. How. .? How did you do it?
How could you love someone like—
“Azul” you call out more sternly, voice snapping him out of his trance.
You cup his face tenderly, thumb smearing against his cheek softly— making sure to keep his gaze on you.
“You are beautiful, just the way you are” you say.
Your words are simple, less complicated, you say exactly what you mean. It has Azul sniffling pathetically, and once again. . you don’t judge him.
“I love how you look. . how you act. . I love you, Azul. And it will never change” you whisper out, letting the octopus lean into your comfortable chest— tears flowing from his eyes, staining your uniform as he weakly grasps at your plush hips while he sobs into your chest.
You press a kiss to the top of his head, letting him have his own vulnerable moment. Hearing it from you like this now, that you will accept him. . it makes that weight in his chest disappear. While he may struggle with self confidence, you’ll always be there to pick him back up.
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‧˚꒰ 🐚 ꒱ AUTHOR NOTE ₊˚⋆ wahhh, tysmm, I’m happy you guys like the layout cause it took me forever. . (╥﹏╥) yess, more gyaru loves in the twst fandom, hime gyaru and manna gyaru are def my top favs <33 ‘n also, is that you?? You look soo fricking cute oml⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
and obviously, your request is perfectly fine <33 I kinda just wrote until I was satisfied with this lol. ‘N again, tysm wahh<3
I’m praying I get overblot Azul, 93 pulls btw and still no Azul. .
⏾⋆.˚ SYNOPSIS You haven’t been able to see your dear boyfriend, Silver, all day— normally you would at least catch a glimpse of that familiar silver hair somewhere in the halls but no! It’s only until a scheming and mischievous bat spilling the news that you learn that Silver has been stricken by a cloud of aphrodisiac! And all of a sudden, you are offering “help” to cure Silver’s illness! ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১
⏾⋆.˚ GENRE smut, porn with plot
⏾⋆.˚ INCLUDES Silver Vanrouge
⏾⋆.˚ CONTENT WARNING afab!reader | reader is yuu | possible spoilers of main/side stories | established relationship | possible grammar errors | not proof read | mentions of side characters | nicknames | implied aphrodisiac usage | aged up characters | pet names | prone bone + headlock yumm | implied creampie | unprotected sex | p in v | cumming inside | might be a lil OOC | author note at end ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა
There’s an unmistakable pout plastered on your face, walking all alone through the almost empty halls of Night Raven College. You were supposed to be walking to Ramshackle with your troublemakers; Ace, Deuce, and Grim, but it seems their chaotic nature has finally brought karma— ending up with them stuck after class with a very irritated Crewel. You could only imagine the amount of lectures and suffering the trouble trio was putting up with now. . though you couldn’t say that you felt too bad, in fact you snickered quietly when Crewel dismissed everyone but the chaos trio.
However, there’s a dull ache in your chest. . it felt even more quiet and lonely today— now that you think about you, you haven’t really seen your boyfriend, Silver, at all today. Normally at lunch, he would pass by your lunch table and let you press a soft kiss to his cheek, earning harmonized disgusted groans from Ace and Grim. He’d even accompany you to the walk to one of your classes, but his presence really seemed to be missing all of today.
Is he feeling unwell, surely he would have told you of his absence beforehand—
“Oh my. . why hello there, prefect!” A cheerful voice hums out in pure delight, a voice full of mischief and playfulness— there are only a few people in mind who act so lively around you. . but the person shows themself very quickly.
Lilia, upside down, appears directly in front of you with a suspicious grin plastered on his face. You flinched so hard, hair standing up from his sudden presence. . you clearly were still unused to his tactics of showing his abrupt arrival.
“Lilia! You scared me!” You huff out, glaring at the old bat who seemed to shrug off the slight frustration in your voice.
“Have I really frightened you that much, beastie? Perhaps I should do this more often fufufu. .” Lilia giggles out, eyes sharpening as he seems to watch you closely, smiling softly when you try to relax your nerves.
“Oh right! Lilia, have you seen Silver at all today? I’m starting to worry for him, perhaps he fell asleep in the courtyard again. .” You sigh out, missing the overly excited and mischievous glint in his eyes.
“Well of course! He’s resting in Diasomnia after a small. . mishap happened in his class” Lilia hums out, the pause in his words has you arching a brow— an accident in his class?
“Why, you should go visit him right now, I’m sure he’ll be glad to see you khee hee” Lilia giggles, grabbing onto your shoulder before and oozy feeling washing over your body.
In a blink of an eye, you’re standing in the empty hallway of Diasomnia’s hallway— it really isn’t that hard to know it’s the dorm Silver inhabits when the dark green and black color scheme is known as Diasomnia’s thing. You groan softly, clutching your head as the slight buzz seems to fade away.
“ I would really prefer if you let me walk here instead. . my head is killing me” you whine out, shooting Lilia a glare when he giggles at your slight suffering.
“Why, you know that this is the fastest way to get here, beastie. . now go on fufufu” Lilia shoos you away with two pats on your back, disappearing silently as you walk through the halls.
It’s not long before you’re standing directly in front of Silver’s door, pressing your ear against the door. . it’s quiet in there, maybe he is fast asleep. Still, you knock on the door— half of you expects at least a small response while the other knows it won’t be like that. Once. . twice. . thrice. . and still no response from your boyfriend.
Pushing the door open slowly, you peek from behind the door to take a quick glance inside. Silver is sprawled on his bed, it almost looks like he’s fast asleep— almost. . if it wasn’t for the disarray state he’s in. The silver strands of his hair laying on his pillow forms a halo around his head, his once controlled hair seemed to be more tousled. . like he’s been relentlessly dragging his fingers through his hair.
There’s an unmistakable sheen of sweat coating his face, along with a bright flush of pink on his pale skin. Silver is panting heavily, chest rising flaking rapidly— he licks his lips, calling out your name in a quiet and breathless voice.
“Silver. .?” You call out to your boyfriend, who flinches. . quickly sitting up once he realizes that it was a familiar and very desirable voice talking to him.
Those pretty eyes of Silver’s stare intensely at you, clouded with. . hunger and desperation.
“Mmh. .? Prefect. .?” Silver groans out, lazily reaching out to yank a blanket over his lower body, tossing a pillow on his lap for extra measure.
It’s almost unbelievable that you get to see your boyfriend in such a vulnerable state, even calling your name so sweetly. Normally, he has a pristine appearance even when deep in a little nap. But this, this was a whole new appearance of Silver.
“Silver? Lilia told me you had a mishap in alchemy class. . are you feeling any better” you call out hesitantly, quickly walking to his bedside.
You press your hand against his forehead, checking his temperature. . his skin is burning hot—only for him to nuzzle into your touch needily, whipping softly. Silver gently tugs you closer by your hand, resting his head against your chest.
“Mmhp. . I th- think I put a potent flower into my cauldron— it exploded in my face. .” He slurs out, voice muffled by your chest as he refuses to pull away for even a mere second.
Is this really your same Silver? How potent was that damn flower? There’s only a few flowers in the alchemy room that’s potent; but only one of them reacts like this. . the aphrodisiac flower.
You blush at the thought, eyes darting to glance at the pillow, conveniently placed on his lap. Oooh. . oh. Silver inhales deeply, drinking up the comforting scent of you like a starved man.
“Pl- please, prefect. I don’t want to burden you w- with this. . problem. . please leave me” Silver groans out, reluctantly pulling himself away from your chest to glance at your face.
“No—. . I- I want to help you, please let me help” you mutter out, the flush on your cheeks becoming more noticeable— you truly pray to the sevens that nobody will be walking through the halls at such hours.
He hums in acknowledgment, it’s obvious he wasn’t completely persuaded by your words. . still having slight concern that he would accidentally hurt you. Which, in your mind, is impossible— your boyfriend who takes naps with wild woodland creatures, would hurt you? You tenderly brush your fingers against Silver’s cheek, smiling when he sighs in delight.
“A- are you completely sure, I wouldn’t—“ he manages to breathe out, even through his lust clouded mind he still manages to be overly sweet and cautious around you.
If only takes a quick response from you, a nod of your head, for Silver to press a tender and light kiss against your lips— self restraint practically oozes from him as he tries not to become overly eager at the taste of you. .
The heat has become unbearable; your body felt burning hot, slick with glistening sweat, purely sensitive from the overwhelming pleasure. It’s challenging to breathe regularly when a deliciously thick bicep is wrapped snug around the expanse of your neck— firm but not tight enough to deprive you well needed oxygen. If anything, it was keeping your head from falling slack onto the messy pillow below your head. What truly takes away your ability to breathe is the way Silver slams his hips into yours, pretty, slender cock plunging deep into your white-covered walls.
“Hckk—! Nghh. . Si- silver! Haaah, please—“ you loudly moan out your boyfriend’s name in that sweet tone of yours, words slurred and interrupted by your own moans and gasps of ecstasy.
Your eyes roll back soo far when he slams his weight on top of yours with a sickly wet plapp, skin flushed against each other with each thrust, to ensure his length kisses at your most sensitive spots. The silver haired man groans into the slick skin of the back of your neck, lips peppering tender kisses that contrast the sloppy and downright needy thrust of his. With that rough and velvety voice of his, Silver groans out your name breathlessly with a hint of need: it has a delicious wave of heat washing through your body, more arousal pooling back to your raw, sensitive cunt.
“Haaah—. . mmhp, am I g- going too rough, my b- beloved?” Silver groans out in a delightful rough voice, lips worshipping the skin of your neck, shoulder, and collarbone until his marks bloom on your flushed skin.
Drool peeks from the corner of your lips, dripping onto Silver’s well defined bicep. You whimper out when his teeth scratches and bumps into your tender neck, weakly squirming underneath his body. It just has been hours since you two started peeling each other's clothes off: You know he has quite the overwhelming endurance when it comes to physical training. . and with leftover aphrodisiac pumping through his veins, it’s no surprise he’s still needy compared to you.
“Nghh—! Hck, m- more, more please Si’” you gasp out between loud moans and wails, velvety walls quivering and twitching around his throbbing cock— earning yourself a delicious “fuckk” from your boyfriend.
“Pl- please —mmhp. . my beloved” he pants out breathlessly, hips jolting as they smack harder into yours, the sound of skin slapping against skin intensifies drastically.
Your puffy clit drags and grinds along the soft fabric of his bedsheets, already sensitive from the way he was worshipping the bundle of nerves with his mouths and tongue— face buried between your thighs, lapping, licking, and suckling at your syrupy folds. His perfect cock bobs and throbs violently in your gooey walls, Silver must be close by now, drawing out gasp from your kiss- swollen lips.
“G- give me everything, pl- please. . — let me make you cum b- before me, fuckk” Silver moans out between groans of your name, teeth finding its spot on your collarbone, tongue lapping at your slick skin as if your flavor was addictive like wine.
And how could you possibly deny Silver when he’s asking so nicely? Your body trembles violently from overstimulation, that heat in your lower belly intensifies from the pleasure, it’s mind numbing.
“S- silver—!” You squeal out, tears prickling in the corner of your eyes, burying your face the best you can into his bicep as your teeth nibble at his skin.
Your velvety walls spasm around his length, specks of white appearing in your vision as you gush around his length for the nth time tonight. Silver groans out, letting out the prettiest whimper. . shivers coursing through his body from how deliciously tight your walls had become around him.
“Yes— Yesyesyes, my beloved” he stutters out, hips stuttering as he rests his weight on top of your exhausted body— cock buried to the hilt as he kisses at your neck hungrily.
Thick ropes of cum shoot into your cunt, filling you up against as Silver’s seed leaks around the base of his cock, trickling down your shivering thighs.
“Haah—“ you pant out, walls weakly quivering from your intense orgasm.
You hear him whine before slowly pulling from your sopping hole, only the tip in before he thrust back into your messy pussy— pushing his cum deeper. A mixture of Silver and your cum drools from your stuffed hole, creating such a mess everywhere.
“Mmhp. . nghh, a- are you feeling well, pr- prefect?” Silver asks gently after a few minutes of synchronized pants and huffs, kissing your nape.
A blissful expression is plastered on your face, practically melting into Silver’s tender touch. You nod your head slowly and lazily, a pleasurable ache in your body settles in. He bends down to press a kiss on your spine, resting most of his body weight on your body— the skin-to-skin contact is well welcomed by you.
Perhaps, next time, you’ll be the one to accidentally get an aphrodisiac cloud blown in your face. . You are sure your night in the shining armor of a boyfriend would come to save you, like you did for him.
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⧼⏾⋆⧽﹒ AUTHOR NOTE ﹒⟢ Can you really believe that I wrote this draft wayy back, like in may 18, and is now just finished completely editing it (𖦹ᯅ𖦹) But I’m pretty glad I took the time to edit and give it some lore instead of just unfiltered smut, tehehe ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა I love Serani Poji, the only artist that gave me enough energy to finish this
I also wanted to say, I really appreciate how you guys are sending me requests. . it makes me feel like you guys actually enjoy my content, tysm ily and I’m sorry for taking forever to get them down <33
Anyways, I just wanted to say that I do have a lot of fic ideas in mind that I really want to get started; a 500 follower special, a bunch of requests from you guys, and even a series that I wanna get a Taglist started for! Love you guys lots, make sure to take care of yourself mwah mwah (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
