♡ A little bit about me, Masterlist, Request Status & Prompt List ♡
Hey, I'm Meli. I'm 31, Dutch, and about as stable as an IKEA table at the moment. I haven't been feeling great lately, to be honest. I use any pronouns since I am genderfluid, and pan/poly/ficto sexual. Currently, I am just trying to take good care of myself and slowly but surely become a more stable individual again without panic attacks, abandonment issues and suicidal tendencies... I am currently clinging desperately to my friends because they're the only thing that can make me feel better. I know, it's not healthy :( I am going to give writing another try and just see how things go. No NSFW for now, though.
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♡ Prompts can be found here but I will type them out just in case
You can currently request these for the Niji EN boys because those are the ones I want to write for most right now. Be sure to message me with the prompt(s) and the name of the character(s) you want it for (include the gender for reader as well, if you don't specify the gender, I will go the default route, which is female). I am ok with doing these for character x character as well, please specify which ones you want me to use if that's the case. Also, some of the prompts sound incredibly sussy, but please include if you want it to be smut or not. Requests don't have to be from the prompt list, however, they can be whatever you want them to be! ♡
1: Wearing his cologne
2: Wearing your favorite perfume that he loves a lot
3: My first time (reader)
4: His first time (character)
5: Public sex
6: You bought new lingerie in his color and you show it off
7: Wearing his clothes
8: Just a lazy day around the house
9: Drunken confessions
10: Mutual unspoken love finally revealed
11: The first date
12: Wedding proposal
13: The honeymoon
14: Love triangle
15: It's just a stupid bet
16: Truth or dare?
17: Off-collab shenanigans
18: Recording a song with him
19: Baby it's cold outside
20: Sultry summer nights
21: Friends with benefits
22: I hate you, but I love you
23: Polyamory, because everyone deserves some love
24: I can mend your broken heart
25: Shh, don't be scared. I'm here now
26: My favorite camgirl
27: The first sleepover
28: Stargazing
29: You look so beautiful when you cry
30: You are irresistible when you sleep
31: The secret admirer
32: My love goddess is absolutely beautiful
33: Haunted by a succubus
34: Haunted by an incubus
35: You're such a bottom
36: Giving head is awesome
37: Nicknames you use for each other
38. My sexy maid
39: Bondage is absolutely marvelous
40: Good puppy
41: Yes, master. Anything for you, master.
42: The drawer of doom
43: Hunter and prey
44: What a stunning creature
help me, this weather is hell. it's humid as fuck in my home, so it feels much warmer. just a few more days, and we're getting cooler weather... i can't wait. i hate hot weather so much
I've been crying non-stop for hours now. The tears just don't stop. I just know for a fact that people are getting more and more fed up with me. They're just too kind to tell me. It hurts. It hurts so much. The tears just don't stop. I just want these feelings to end. Someone PLEASE MAKE IT STOP. I can't take it anymore... it hurts so much. I am so sorry for who I am. I am so sorry for being such a burden. I'm so sorry...
i'm just so disappointed about the niji perfume collab. they feed the art into ai, even when the liver's stance on ai is very clear. they also somehow ship to only 7 countries, and for some reason my teeny tiny country is included? also the shipping is 66 fucking euros? i've never paid that much shipping for anything in my entire life before. even my momonga plushie was only like 20 euros or so, which came from japan. also they removed the ai post after backlash and kept quiet ever since? and to top it off, the company has barely any followers and posts on twitter. all of this seems incredibly fishy. also the fact that they don't accept refunds says a lot. lots of oomfs are upset about this, and rightfully so. i think niji should have known better and done more research about collabing with a reputable company. but obviously that doesn't excuse the company's disgusting behaviour and very questionable choices. the livers deserve so much better than this bullshit.
ft. claude clawmark x f! reader — ttt, nijisanji en
contains: smut!! 2.6k words┊switch claude & reader
➤ author's note: finally getting back around to finishing the character alphabets i promised T-T
━━━ .°˖✧ a is for aftercare ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are they like after sex?
╰₊✧ he’s a little silly, although he doesn’t do it intentionally, stretching himself out the same way a cat would while making jokes that make you giggle with a roll of your eyes. they’re always so awful, a little less than the quality of dad jokes, but you’re so infatuated with him that you smile anyway. after he does that, he’s quiet for a moment before quickly remembering that he’s a gentleman, jumping out of bed in the most cartoonish manner to fetch you all the essentials while you recover. he gets the job done, but not without making you double over in laughter because he managed to stub his toe on the table while giving you water.
━━━ .°˖✧ b is for body ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what is their favorite part of them and on you?
╰₊✧ on him, he’s very proud of his physique, but particularly his arms. he’s put a lot of effort into them by going to the gym multiple times a week and watching his diet, and knowing how much you adore his body as well, he’ll send you some suggestive photos of himself missing an article of clothing or two if he’s in a cheeky mood. however, it should be noted that he’s unable to dish out what he serves, so if you’re being a tease by sending him something back, then he’d probably have to rush to the nearest restroom because of how fast he got a boner.
╰₊✧ he’s obsessed with your tits, despite how vulgar it sounds, although he loves your entire being. big or small, he loves to idly hold them in his hands or rest his head on them as though they were cushions. if his mouth isn’t on your pussy, then they’re on your breasts, swirling his tongue around the perked nipples like a baby.
━━━ .°˖✧ c is for cum ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ anything to do with cum.
╰₊✧ with how much he loves your boobs, he has a thing for cumming on your chest and watching the white drip down it. he usually pulls out at the last second, and regardless of whether he’s thrusting into your hole or into your mouth, he’s always finishing on your chest if the position permits.
━━━ .°˖✧ d is for dirty secret ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what lewd things have they been hiding from you?
╰₊✧ everytime he comes across something that isn’t safe for work, whether it’s a porn video, lustful fanart, or dirty paragraphs of smut, his mind always substitutes the naked woman on the screen for you, even if she looks nothing like you. he doesn’t tell you this because he doesn’t want you to think he’s actively searching for these things on purpose, but twitter’s algorithm is so messed up that he sees things he can’t unsee every other day, but when the image flashes in his mind of your nude body in the same pose, then he isn’t sure he wants to forget it.
━━━ .°˖✧ e is for experience ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how experienced are they? do they know what they are doing?
╰₊✧ claude has probably slept with one or two people before meeting you, so he has a general idea of what he’s doing, but he’s more than eager to learn how he can improve so that he can have you feeling pleasure like you’ve never felt before.
━━━ .°˖✧ f is for favorite position ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ self-explanatory.
╰₊✧ he isn’t really too picky about it and is flexible enough to pull most of them off, preferring to just assume what feels the most comfortable and natural at the moment.
━━━ .°˖✧ g is for goofy ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous?
╰₊✧ your boyfriend can be funny, but it’s never intentionally, and he frequently gets embarrassed by his mistakes while you’re trying to save his ego by holding back your giggles. sometimes his dirty talk falters, sometimes he slips out, sometimes his voice cracks, and he’s mortified every time, but he’s so cute and, depending on how obvious it was, you usually just pretend you didn’t notice anything.
━━━ .°˖✧ h is for hair ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?
╰₊✧ yes, the rumors are true, his bush is also opalescent, although it’s slightly darker than the hair on his head and noticeably curlier. it’s neatly trimmed, but it grows quickly out of control, and because of the unnatural color, you’ve never been able to really get used to it and can never help but stare for a couple of seconds. claude himself isn’t quite sure how he feels about that, but leans more positive.
━━━ .°˖✧ i is for intimacy ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how romantic are they in the moment?
╰₊✧ if you want him to be romantic or it’s a special occasion, then he can go all out with the romance. rose petals, candles, chocolates, champagne, and everything else that’s all things extravagant and thoughtful. he’ll tenderly hold you in his arms, pepper your face in kisses, and whisper words of love into your ear while gently thrusting into you. it doesn't just end with the sex either, as he’ll carry you over to the bath and help you clean up while praising how beautiful you are.
╰₊✧ although, if you want him to be rough and unforgiving, then he might be a little confused at first, but he has no problem throwing you over his shoulder and tossing you onto the bed with a reminder to use the safe word if it gets too intense.
━━━ .°˖✧ j is for jack off˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ do they masturbate without you? if so, how?
╰₊✧ sometimes it happens while you’re away, sometimes he doesn’t have it in him to bother you when you’re relaxing, sometimes he gets frustrated over a game or potion recipe, but he thinks he does it more than the average person does. he tries to be quiet when he’s fisting his cock, although he doesn’t do a very good job at hiding the pathetic little whimpers that slip out while he’s whispering your name.
━━━ .°˖✧ k is for kink ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what kind of freaky things are they into giving and receiving?
╰₊✧ mild bsdm (as the submissive one) - seeing you be dominant over him has him absolutely feral to the most shameless levels possible (especially if you go the extra mile to dress up in all black leather and high heels? oh, he might pass out before you even touch him). he’s not really much of a masochist and wouldn’t enjoy anything hardcore like spanking or being whipped, but he’s all for being tied up and edged while you degrade him for being such a desperate little whore.
╰₊✧ pegging - he was so nervous bringing it up, but it’s something he’s always wanted to try. although he was a little stiff at first, it certainly helped that you were extremely gentle and constantly checked in to see how he was doing. once he got used to it, he quickly found himself obsessed and would even ask you to be rougher with him.
╰₊✧ aphrodisiacs - it’s not frequently used or very potent for that matter, but every now and then, he brings back a potion, perfume, or chocolate that invokes deep desire and makes you both feel everything in a more sensitive and sensual manner. (it’s not that he doesn’t think you two can’t arouse each other just fine, but he thinks it just adds a little bit of extra fun.)
╰₊✧ lingerie & body worship - maybe he just has a thing for seeing you all dolled up, but when he sees you emerge from the shadows all dressed up in silk, satin, or lace, he can feel himself start salivating like an untrained dog. you look so gorgeous that he doesn’t even want to take it off all the way, just kissing and sucking at your succulent skin while raving about how pretty you were, getting off at the way you would sigh and moan.
╰₊✧ breast/thigh fucking - i will not be elaborating
━━━ .°˖✧ l is for location ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are their favorite places to have sex?
╰₊✧ anywhere in the privacy of your own home works for him. he’s not too much of an exhibitionist who gets off on the idea of possibly being caught or overheard, but it has happened on a few occasions where no one even noticed that the two of you snuck off to fuck in some broom closet or whatever because of how busy the location is.
━━━ .°˖✧ m is for motivation ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what turns them on?
╰₊✧ seeing you do the little things turns him on, watching your jacket slip off your shoulders while you’re taking it off, watching you apply your lipgloss, or even just moving closer to him when you’re cuddling. he doesn’t usually think of himself as much of a pervert, but he’s just so obsessed with you that it’s difficult not to feel his heart racing when he’s merely looking at you.
━━━ .°˖✧ n is for no ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are their turn-offs and things they wouldn’t do?
╰₊✧ he would never do anything to hurt you, even if he isn’t opposed to being hurt by you himself, because it just doesn’t feel right to him to be giving the pain. he also isn’t a fan of roleplay just because he finds it impossible to hold character and to keep a straight face.
━━━ .°˖✧ o is for oral ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how do they give you head and react to receiving it? which do they prefer?
╰₊✧ giving head - he gets off on knowing how good he’s making you feel, and even if there’s zero fiction going on for him, he can feel his cock standing at high attention at the way you gasp when he puts his mouth on you. his tongue piercing only elevates the feeling, with the contrast of the hard metal against the soft muscle making you shudder with delight.
╰₊✧ receiving head - he tries his best to compose himself, he really does, but he always ends up a breathy mess who can’t stop squirming for the life of him. claude blushes easily, and it’s evident with the pink dusting his face while you’re sucking him off, his hand on your head while he’s unsure if he wants to push you away because it’s too much to handle or if he wants to pull you closer because he wants more.
━━━ .°˖✧ p is for pace ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ are they fast and rough or slow and sensual?
╰₊✧ he’s usually somewhere in the middle, but it can differ depending on the occasion. it’s never completely one or the other because he always feels like he needs to be romantic when he’s going too fast and like he needs to speed things up when he’s being too gentle.
━━━ .°˖✧ q is for quickie ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are their opinions on quickies?)
╰₊✧ your boyfriend isn’t against them in the slightest, and the two of you have initiated them on more than one occasion, but he doesn’t think anything beats the sensuality of taking his time in the bedroom. although, he will admit, nothing quite beats the rush of having time constraints either.
━━━ .°˖✧ r is for risk ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ are they game to experiment? what kinds of risks are they willing to take?
╰₊✧ he’s willing to take risks, especially if it’s on him. maybe he has some sort of experimentation kink after years of testing out potions and spells on himself, but he has so much fun whenever you’re testing out different toys and kinks on him, almost as if he likes the feeling of being used by you. however, if you did turn the tables and had him test out new things on you, he would end up getting nervous, even if it wasn’t too hardcore, because he’s scared of hurting you or causing you discomfort.
━━━ .°˖✧ s is for stamina ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how many rounds can they go? how long do they last?
╰₊✧ claude used to barely be able to do any more than a single round, but once he started working out and improving his stamina, then he could last a good four rounds for quite some time before he has to tap out.
━━━ .°˖✧ t is for toys ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ do they own them? do they prefer to use them on you or themselves?
╰₊✧ he was one of those guys who couldn’t even pick up an adult toy without feeling like a child who looked a little too deeply into their parents’ closet, but he curiously bought some online to see what the hype was about, and once it got mixed in with your bedroom activities, he kept them in the bedside drawer for convenient access.
━━━ .°˖✧ u is for unfair ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how much do they like to tease? do they like to be teased themself?
╰₊✧ he doesn’t usually tease you very much, preferring to give you everything you want and a little too much of it by overstimulating you instead. although, he loves being teased and edged by you himself, even if it borders on sexual torture. sometimes you’re even a little bit concerned about it because you’re worried it might be too much for him, but when you see the orgasmic look on his face, you know he’s exactly where he wants to be.
━━━ .°˖✧ v is for volume ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how loud are they? what kinds of sounds do they make?
╰₊✧ oh, he’s loud and makes sounds so pretty that you wonder if he used to be a pornstar or did those not safe for work boyfriend audios before you met him with all those moans and whimpers. he tries to pipe down most of the time, particularly if you’re not fucking in a convenient location or if he knows the neighbors are home, but it’s impossible when you’re making him so good.
━━━ .°˖✧ w is for wild card ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what’s a random sex headcanon?
╰₊✧ claude owns a lot of really randomly patterned underwear, so sometimes in the heat of the moment, you’ll be stripping him of his clothing only to find that his boxers have little angry goombas from super mario all over them. they never ruin the mood entirely, but you can never help but crack a smile and a little giggle while he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck.
━━━ .°˖✧ x is for x-ray ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what’s going on under those clothes?
╰₊✧ he’s relatively buff with his years of gym training, noticeable muscles that can pick you up and toss you around with ease, but he prefers to hold a more gentle disposition. his cock is a perfect six inches and stands straight, not too girthy, although it’s just enough to give you a little resistance.
━━━ .°˖✧ y is for yearning ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how high is their sex drive?
╰₊✧ as a young man who is deeply infatuated with you in both body and soul, he has a higher sex drive than some and usually pulls you into the bedroom with lustful intentions about four to five times a week, sometimes even more, considering how easy it is to get him worked up.
━━━ .°˖✧ z is for zzz ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how quickly do they fall asleep after the act?
╰₊✧ after all the aftercare is done and wrapped up, he’ll do a final check-in with you to ensure you’re perfectly alright before even thinking of going to bed. he usually falls asleep a little after you do, just because he wants to see your eyes flutter shut and pull you closer to him to cuddle.
You, Zeal and Kaelix had had such a busy week, filled with lots of tight schedules and lots of work. So now it was time for some relaxing around the home, as all of you had the day off.
≫ A/N: So initially this was going to be a fic with just Kaelix, but I decided to throw Zeal in there as well to make it a sort of mini chapter to the office AU series we've had so far! It's really lots of sugary sweet fluff and not really long, but I hope you'll enjoy it!
Content: female reader, Kaelix and Zeal are officially in a threeway relationship with you now after that drunken night after the office party, uh just fluffy fluff, really.
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You slowly blinked your eyes as you awoke from a deep, deep slumber. You did a big stretch, letting out a satisfied moan as it hits all the spots just right, and then you just fell limp on the bed again. You couldn't be bothered to get up yet, to be honest. You opened your eyes to look around the room, and you spotted Zeal still lying next to you, peacefully sleeping. His chest rose and fell slowly as he breathed, one arm wrapped around your middle. In his sleep, he subconsciously noticed you're stirring and wrapped his arm around you a bit tighter to pull you closer to him. A soft chuckle left your mouth as you turned on your side to hug your boyfriend.
You just lay there for a little bit, admiring his beautiful face and absentmindedly moving your hand through his raven and green coloured hair. He really did look beautiful to you, but there was just something about him while he was sleeping. It always seemed like something was on his mind when he was awake, but while he was in a restful slumber, it seemed that all those worries just melted away.
You did wonder where Kaelix was, though, since his spot in the bed was empty. He probably woke up and decided to make some coffee for all of you or something.
After a little bit of time, you heard some pots clanging and some plates and utensils being moved. You were still too lazy to get up and see what your darling bouncer was up to, though, so you just stayed in bed with the raven bartender for a little longer.
When a bit more time passed, the house was being filled in wonderful smells. Ah, seems he was making you breakfast like the absolute sweetheart he is. A harmony of sweet and savoury smells filled your nostrils, and your stomach started rumbling. Hm, guess you were hungrier than you initially thought.
You gave the bartender a few soft kisses all over his face in an attempt to wake him up, and it seems to have worked. He stirred awake and yawned, his beautiful, sleepy tri-colored irises meeting yours. He smiled at you and kissed your lips lovingly.
"Hmmm, good morning, darling," he eventually spoke up as one hand weaved through your hair.
"Good morning, my love. You smell that? Our boyfriend is making us breakfast," you replied as you gave him another kiss.
"Ahw, that's so sweet and so thoughtful of him. Didn't expect him to be the first one up, though. Normally, that's you." Zeal said as he stretched his sleepy limbs, then went limp just like you did a few minutes ago.
"I guess there's a first time for everything. Let's go see if we can help him, shall we?" You said as you slowly dragged yourself out of bed, shivering when the cold air hit your body after you threw the blanket off yourself.
Your partner nodded and followed you to the kitchen after you had put on a fluffy bathrobe and some fuzzy, warm slippers.
The two of you entered the kitchen and checked in on Kaelix. He seemed busy with lots of meal components at once. Frying eggs and bacon, making pancakes, pressing some fresh orange juice and cutting up some fruit. The table had already been set. He truly had been hard at work.
"Good morning, my darling," the bartender eventually spoke up, walking up to Kaelix to hug him from behind and leave a few kisses on the back of his neck.
"Ah, good morning, you two! Breakfast is almost ready, have a seat!" the bouncer said with a happy smile as he turned around to give both of you a good morning kiss.
"Don't be silly, we want to help you. Is there anything that still needs to be done?" you ask as you walk up to the kitchen counter and inspect all the elements on it.
"Hmm, could you maybe keep an eye on the pancakes? The last batch is almost done, but then I can finish cutting up the fruit, if that's okay." Kaelix replied after giving you a kiss on your cheek.
"Of course, my love. I'll take care of it," you answered after you threw him a warm smile.
So both of you continued making breakfast together, as Zeal took a seat in his chair and dreamily looked at the two of you cooking. He really did love both of you a lot, and it was small, loving moments like these that he wouldn't trade for anything. He was still so incredibly happy that he was let into your world, and that it was now the three of you, instead of the two of you.
After a little while, breakfast was done, and Zeal helped move everything to the table. The three of you happily ate your meals and then decided on what you were going to do the rest of the day. Kaelix said that maybe you could all just have a gaming session, and then order some dinner later. You and Zeal thought that was a great idea, since neither of you felt like going out today. The weather was a bit gloomy anyway, and all three of you were exhausted because of your busy work week.
After you finished your dinner, the three of you cleaned the kitchen, loaded the dishwasher and turned it on. After that, you made your way to the living room, where you kept your consoles. You all picked up your switch and plopped down in a comfy spot. You chose to chill in the recliner, while Kaelix and Zeal both moved to the big L-shaped couch. Kaelix sat down in one of the corners, while Zeal sat down next to him, letting his legs rest on his partner's lap. You played all kinds of games together that afternoon. From Splatoon to Animal Crossing and everything in between. You had so much fun just chilling with the guys, having such a cosy, lazy sunday.
The clock was silently ticking away, and after some time, you decided that it should probably be dinner time soon. You ordered at an Italian restaurant, but you also wanted something sweet for dessert, so you also ordered at Zeal's favourite store that had lots of tasty gluten-free donuts. Kaelix ordered some pasta, pizza and garlic bread to share — also gluten-free, of course — while Zeal placed the order for the donuts. All of you played a bit more games until dinner, and soon after, dessert arrived.
You happily shared your meals with each other, just enjoying being in the present moment as much as possible. But you couldn't help but think about the busy work week that would be up ahead, and that made all of you a bit sad. You decided that you should probably go to bed early tonight so you would wake up with enough energy tomorrow.
After you finished dinner and had some donuts as a little sweet treat, you threw away the trash and gamed a little more until it was about 9PM. You looked at the clock and sighed, saying that it would probably be a good idea to take a shower and head to bed soon. The guys took a shower together, washing each other with loving smiles on their faces, and you lay in the bathtub for a little while. You did want to properly wash yourself, but you honestly just had no energy to do so. You decided to just suck it up and get to washing so the three of you would be done around the same time.
After the three of you were squeaky clean and the bathroom smelled like cedar wood and oranges, you brushed your teeth and went to the toilet one after the other. You were done first, plopping yourself in the middle of the big bed. The boys would join you soon.
The three of you just lay there for a little bit, hugging each other close and talking about how much fun you had today. You all felt thoroughly relaxed, but also a bit sleepy at this point. Only 1 more week of super hard work, and then the three of you would have a week off. You were already discussing all the fun things you were going to do during your little holiday. You hoped the sun would peek out to come and play every now and then, so you could maybe have a romantic picnic date and go on a shopping trip.
The more you all talked, the sleepier you got. Your boyfriends noticed you were yawning more and more, and they decided that that was enough talking for one day. You gave each other some soft kisses and told each other good night, soon falling asleep as you hugged each other close.
Ren has been your trusty boyfriend for quite some time now, but there's something you have been keeping from him. One day, he decides to have a conversation with you about it.
≫ A/N: Whoa, it's been a while, hasn't it? I initially had a different fic planned to be my return, but "Do not disturb" has been living in my head rent-free this week. Considering... Stuff... I will not be writing smut for the upcoming time, because I simply do not feel comfortable with that topic right now. However, I am here to deliver a dose of fluffy angst to you! This isn't super long; more a drabble than anything, really. I just wanted to put out something. Also, this is kind of embarrassing to admit, but... This fic is also mostly based on me and how I do/experience things.
Contains: gender neutral reader, angst, fluff, comfort, reader has some serious mental issues (surprise, I know, I write about that a lot), Ren is super supportive and a big sweetheart, uh not much else I think
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Ren has been wondering something for a little while now. It's happened quite a few times where he'd entered your home and heard you talking to someone, as he sometimes heard different voices from your room. When he'd knock and enter your room, he'd ask you if you'd been talking to someone. Sometimes your answer would be "Oh yeah, I was in a call with someone," or it would be something along the lines of "uh, no, not really. Maybe you're imagining things?" Every time he "caught you", you'd be blushing madly, as if you were just caught with your hand in the cookie jar like a little kid. He'd decide not to push on it too much, since you're obviously allowed to have your own private conversations.
But after a little while, he was getting a bit suspicious. Maybe suspicious wasn't the right word, since he knew for a fact you weren't doing anything wrong. But he just had this feeling that something was going on that you weren't sharing with him. So, one day — when he entered your home — he did something he kind of felt bad about doing, but he just wanted to know. He stood outside your bedroom door for a little bit, listening to what was going on. He wanted to know who you were talking to, and why you were so secretive about it. He stood there for way longer than he'd care to admit, just listening to what was going on.
Inside, it seemed like you were having a conversation with yourself, because when he listened more carefully, he could hear that all these voices came from you. You really were talking to yourself in there. It was a conversation about where "you" talked about how much you were struggling with certain things that had been stressing you out lately, and this "other person" would reply with words of comfort or encouragement to hopefully cheer you up a bit, just like your boyfriend would always be doing. Ren was starting to feel a bit sad, actually. He knew he was super busy lately, but he tried to be there as much for you as he could. He knew you'd been through unimaginable, horrible things that had damaged that beautiful mind of yours forever, but were you really that lonely without him there? He started wondering if he had been leaving you alone too much lately. Tears welled up in his eyes that he tried his best to hold back, and then he knocked on the door.
The conversation inside fell silent, and your boyfriend walked in. Just like every time before, a massive blush was covering your cheeks, something he'd gotten used to by now. But when you saw the expression on his face, you could tell something was up.
"You... Uh... How much of that did you hear?" you meekly asked, tears springing into your eyes as you looked down at your hands in your lap.
"I heard quite a bit of it, my love," your boyfriend replied as he calmly walked over to you and sat down next to you on the bed, wrapping an arm around your shoulders to pull you closer to him.
"Oh my god, that is so embarrassing, I'm so sorry you had to hear that..." you said with a shaky voice as the tears started spilling freely.
Your boyfriend was surprised. It wasn't like it was a bad thing, per se. Here you were acting like you'd just confessed to a murder. He was quick to gently take your face in his hands and give you a soft kiss on your forehead, wiping some of the tears away that just kept spilling.
"Hey, hey... Shhh, it's okay. What's on your mind, my love? I know I've been gone a lot lately. I've just been so busy with work. Have you been growing lonely without me that you decided to do... Well... This?" Your boyfriend asked you with a kind smile as he left a soft kiss on the tip of your nose. And then, the dam broke.
"No, no, it's not like that! It's not like I don't enjoy your company or anything, but... But... I've been living in this sort of fantasy world of mine for as long as I can remember. Ever since I was little, I would imagine people or characters in the house with me that would keep me company. Talk to me, encourage me, hug me, all sorts of stuff. I would always fall asleep hugging myself, imagining that I was hugging someone else. Obviously, I know I'm the only one in the room; there's a limit to my fantasy world. I can clearly distinguish fantasy from reality. I can never really clearly see these characters or people, but I do imagine them there. When I'm alone, I imagine others being there, you included, who can talk to me and keep me sane. Sometimes I walk around the area, I imagine them sitting in at that very moment, sometimes I don't. It really seems to depend on who I imagine there and the moment in general, I think. Sometimes I also imagine I have pets that I basically treat like my children. Maybe because I grew up with pets, so I know how wonderful they can be as company. They do often talk to me in my imagination, though. I obviously know they can't talk, but the words of comfort I speak to myself, imagining someone else doing it, has always just brought me such comfort. That's uh... That's basically most of it, really. It's become a coping mechanism that I've developed to not feel so alone, abandoned and stuff. And I guess it just never left," you admitted with a massive blush as the tears just kept coming. Your boyfriend just nodded understandingly and listened to your story.
After a little bit of awkward, yet somehow comfortable silence, your boyfriend spoke up.
"It all makes so much sense now. It explains why you were always so embarrassed when I walked in, and the conversation just stopped. It explains why, sometimes, you'd walk out of your room so happy. It also explains why you told me you always hugged yourself when you were sleeping alone," your boyfriend said with a kind smile on his face, giving you another soft kiss on your forehead.
"I'm so sorry... So sorry... I don't want you to feel like you're not important to me, because you really are!" you squeaked as more tears started welling up in your eyes.
"Darling, don't worry about that. I never doubted you for a second, I promise." Ren replied as he hugged you tight, as you soaked his coat in tears and snot.
He just let you cry for a little while. He could only imagine how much of a relief it must have been to finally let out this secret. Something you had been hiding from people for as long as you could remember. After you calmed down a little bit, Ren gently forced you to look at him, giving you a loving kiss on your lips.
"Your secret is safe with me, my love. Talk to these people as much as you want. You don't need to hide them from me. In fact, I'd actually like to know more about this lovely fantasy world of yours. Anything that makes you happy is something I'd like to learn about. So tell me a little bit about them."
A massive sigh of relief left your mouth, and then you enthusiastically started talking about some of the characters that have "kept you company" recently. You also told him about all the fantasy stories you made up with these characters and you being the main characters. You told him about some of the "pets" that had been keeping you company throughout the years, one of which was currently considered your fluffy little squirrel son with white and blue fluffy fur. You rambled on for what seemed like hours, but after you'd told him some of the stories, you felt so relieved to have been able to share this with someone. He promised you once more that he wouldn't tell anyone about this, and that you could talk to these characters whenever, wherever. And he also said he was happy that they kept you company while he was at work, so that you didn't have to be alone. With a big smile on your face, you gave him a big hug and told him you loved him so much.
"I love you too, sweetheart. I always will. Every part of you."
HELP IM SO SORRY I WANTED TO ANWSER THAT ASK YOU SENT A COUPLE WEEKS AGO BUT IT DISAPERED FROM MY INBOX AND IDK WHERE IT WENT
i hope youring doing ok ily mwah take care of yourself;f
it's okay!! it's probably because my account got limited, then a lot of stuff gets fucky wucky. i love you too!!!! mmmmmmmmmmuah!!! all the kisses and cuddles for you!!!
i kind of want to give writing another try. but just so you guys know, i am not really comfortable with reading or writing smut at the moment, so it's likely going to be something fluffy. don't worry, all the old requests are in my draft and i might get to them when i feel more comfortable. no promises, though! i think if i will write anything, it will likely just be a short drabble of sorts, just to ease me into it and still put something out. while it might not be my greatest work, i kind of miss having a creative outlet. i have no idea what it's even going to be, or when, so please bear with me! thank you for your continued support <3
Pet play?!!? Ugh I can finally talk about puppy Ike...🥹 you'd never expect it from him but he's so so happy to obey anything you tell him. Now imagine blindfolding and tying him to a chair! Just walking around him has him begging and his pulse skyrocketing...
Oh, he also keeps track of when your husband leaves and, I'm not kidding, 2 minutes later you hear knocking on your door... I mean, who else could it be if not your pretty neighbour? You should definitely tease him about it and watch his face get all red ^^
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ft. ike eveland x f! reader — luxiem, nijisanji en
╰₊✧ i sense her in my mind, she's my collar┊0.8k words
contains: smut!! dom reader & sub ike┊infidelity, age gap (ike is mid 20s, reader is early 30s & a mom), pet play/puppy play, bondage, blow jobs, mommy kink
➤ author's note: + the mommy kink ask ^^
something that you managed to quickly find out during your illicit affair with your nextdoor neighbor was how obedient he is, almost to a fault. it’s evident that he prefers to take a more submissive role in the bedroom, but you have come to realize that it applies to every metric of life. if you tell him you want a glass of water, even if his legs are trembling, he’ll rush over to the kitchen and try his best not spill anything. if you ask him for a back massage because you can feel your muscles aching, he’ll look up a tutorial and work his hands the best he possibly can, even though his hands are rather too weak for such a task. he doesn’t even dare to sit on the same level as you, often kneeling on the floor beside you while you’re seated instead of joining you.
and for someone who has been taking a submissive role for all her life, having such power over another was exhilarating. it gave you such a high to be treated as though you were more than what you actually were, and it made you wonder just how far you could go with how compliant he is. nothing crazy, of course, but maybe something a little… unconventional…
when ike saw what you had prepared for him, he wouldn’t stop blushing and was pink from the point of his nose to the tips of his ears, although he would be lying if he said the thought of you using him like this didn’t arouse him. by the time he was stripped of his clothing and tied to the chair, his cock was already heavy and dripping with precum like crazy, making him whimper with how sensitive he was. then, you put a headband with gray puppy ears on his head, followed by a collar with a little bell on his neck, and finally, gently inserting a lubed-up anal plug in his ass that made it look as though he had a fluffy tail swishing about every time he squirmed in place.
“aw, what a cute puppy you are!” you gushed, “think you could bark for me? i’ll give you a treat if you do.”
had anyone else on this earth told him to do such a thing, he would have sent them a death glare that would make them wish they were buried underneath the dirt instead, but since it was you, he didn’t hesitate to do as you said. it sounded more like a yelp and was rather pathetic-sounding, but you didn’t seem to mind in the least bit, seeing as you were about to hear a lot of other noises from him as well.
ike knew far too well that he was completely powerless and helpless when it came to you, but it was currently being drilled in with the way you were swirling your tongue against his length. he couldn’t even buck his hips upward into your inviting mouth. all he could do was whimper for more, looking down at you with those teary, half-lidded eyes while you worked your magic. it was such a change to see you on your knees for him for once, a sight that he’s certain won’t be very common, but he would be damned if he didn’t enjoy it to the fullest.
you could feel his cock twitching in your mouth, coming closer to a climax every time you ran your tongue against the singular bulging vein on his shaft. he’s insanely sensitive, even when you let him go with a ‘pop’ and simply press kisses on his tip. it’s so much fun teasing him because he’s always so desperate, whether it’s to please or be pleased, there was no difference when he was with you. he has jolts of pleasure shooting through his veins, more addictive than any kind drug, and he starts begging you for the peak of that ecstasy.
“ah! please!” his glasses were slipping off his face, but he was trying his best not to have them fall off because they were his only way of clearly seeing your pretty face and the mischievous look in your eyes. “mommy, please—”
you couldn’t help but giggle at the sudden slip-up. it was probably something he’s been calling you in his mind for quite a while, but just didn’t have the guts to do until now, when his brain was practically turned to mush because of your talented tongue. “gonna cum for me, sweetheart? that’s alright, just let go and let mommy take care of you.”
as soon as those words left your mouth, he erupted like a volcano, filling your mouth with hot cum and taking in multiple shallow breaths. he’s never ejaculated so intensely before, with how he saw white with a faint ringing in his ears, but he was snapped back to reality when you moved to kiss him on the lips and allowed him to taste himself in your mouth.“you did so good for me,” you smiled at the way his heart was fluttering in his chest when you praised him, “think you can do another one for me, baby?”
‧₊˚✧ ❛[ what spring is like on jupiter and mars ]❜
━━━ .°˖✧ commissioned by @abysmdragon ˚₊ ⊹
ft. zeal ginjoka x gn afab! reader — by the beat, nijisanji en
╰₊✧after two months of dating and being on the edge of intimacy, you finally decide to make the first move┊5k words
contains: smut!! dom zeal & sub reader┊established relationship, first times, receiving oral, fingering, unprotected piv, multiple orgasms, coming untouched
➤ author's note: i hope there aren’t any glaring mistakes pleas please please
the past two months have flown by like the wind since you’ve entered a relationship with zeal, the cute bartender at the local club that you and your friends would frequent. he knew it was unprofessional of him to approach you with romantic intentions when you were a customer, but he couldn’t help it when you were the most darling thing he’s ever seen, even if he often sees you in ill-fitted party clothes and a bare face devoid of any of the typical glittering makeup he often sees on other patrons. you never came to the establishment on your own, always walking in the building with dozens of friends dragging you along every weekend, but you were often too shy to join them on the dance floor or to flirt with strangers in the same way that they did, so you usually found yourself sitting alone at the bar with no one else for company other than the flirtatious employee.
sometimes he would even go out of his way to convince you to stay, giving you enough free drinks to bankrupt the place, starting another conversation when the previous one died out, and literally anything else that came to mind when it looked like you were going to head home before the clock struck ten. there was a part of them that was worried you wouldn’t come back when you were clearly uncomfortable in such a place, that the next time he sees the party he’s been waiting for the entire night, you won’t be there with them anymore. he still didn’t know enough about you to meet you outside of the club when conversation was constantly cut off every time he had to attend to other guests asking for more drinks, and he only just managed to break through that introverted exterior of yours because he was taking his sweet time to prevent scaring you off.
then, on that fated day, you mentioned you weren’t sure if you were going to continue accepting your friends' invitations to show up when they end up ditching you anyway, much preferring to stay home with a good book instead of sitting on a backless stool for hours on end watching the party from afar just because you were too shy to join them. he practically jumped when he heard you say that, and all at once, spilled the feelings he has been harboring towards you since the moment he laid eyes on you. it was almost embarrassing how much he was rambling, even reaching out to hold one of your hands in his because he was afraid you might leave. if his friends could see him now, they would probably burst out laughing because of how uncharacteristic. imagine, the suave and smooth-talking bartender that had girls and guys swooning like it was nothing, tripping over himself while confessing his feelings like a high schooler, but his honest statements and earnest words were enough for you to accept and officially become his partner!
from that moment on, the two of you were inseparable, evident in how his instagram quickly filled up with photos of your dates together, mainly exploring the big city together and trying out every single food place available. it felt so rewarding to take the time out of his day to spend time with you, especially when you’re clearly becoming more comfortable and breaking out of your shell as time goes on. it’s usually in the late afternoon when he drops you off at your place to retire for the night, often losing track of time until one of you realizes the sun is setting. you share a kiss, and he watches until you’re safely in your home, not knowing that every day he spends with you leaves him wanting more.
over the past two months, neither of you has gone any further than making out and lightly feeling up the other, often being interrupted by outside influences, or sometimes even by you when you end up being too shy to go any further. he never presses you, maintaining his patience when it comes to your timid nature, but he still can’t help but comment on how cute you are when you’re shy, especially when you get all flustered and give him a light smack to the arm because your face was getting too hot to handle at his words. he’s become a lot braver with his words as time went on, finding that he gets a real kick out of teasing you and the way you react.
it drives him crazy, and he can’t help but wonder how shy you would be in the bedroom. when he’s in the privacy of his own home, listening to the mindless droning of the television in the background, he lets his imagination run wild as he recalls the moments when he holds you in his arms. the feeling of your lips on his while his tongue darts out to explore your mouth, followed by his hands moving up from your waist to feel the shape of your body, managing to graze your chest for a handful of seconds before you pulled away, but those few seconds alone were enough for him to visualize what was going on underneath those clothes. there’s a part of him that wonders if it’s morally wrong for him to fantasize about you with his hand shoved in his pants when the topic of being intimate hasn’t even been brought up yet, and while he was content with how things are at the moment and was waiting for you to be comfortable enough around him to show that vulnerable side, he has to admit, he’s never cum so fast and so hard before in his life before he started thinking about you in such a light.
little does he know that you’re doing the same thing as he is most nights, lying in bed and thinking about things you’ve never done before and have only been dreaming about lately. you know you have this timid demeanor as a result of your introverted personality, but really, you must secretly be a massive pervert with the thoughts you’ve been thinking about your boyfriend. he avoids bringing up the topic because he doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, and while you’re more than grateful that he’s such a gentlemen who never pushes you to engage physically with him, there’s a part of you that wishes he would just so that you would feel so insane all the time time trying not to pounce on him. you know he desires you as much as you do him, but it feels like so much responsibility when it’s all on your shoulders to make the first move.
still, a plan had formed in your mind on how you were finally going to initiate this contact that the both of you have been waiting for. it was a simple plan, yes, and possibly even a little bit cliché, but there wasn’t a single doubt in your mind that it wouldn’t work. all you needed to do was make a quick shopping trip and plan your next date…
when you texted zeal asking if he would like to come over to your place as a change of pace, he was a little surprised at first, but more excited than ever to make this step in your relationship. he almost felt like a kid on christmas, only ever seeing the outside of your home up until now whenever he dropped you off, and once you let him in, he felt like he had an even deeper understanding of who you were a person while you gave him the grand tour. everything from the way the furniture was organized to the aesthetic of the decor you had chosen offered him a glimpse into your soul, and he thought it was the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, even more so than your exterior appearance.
as a result, there was a part of him that couldn’t help but be a little touchy while you were showing him around, hesitantly wrapping an arm around your waist to test your reaction before doing so more confidently when you leaned into his touch. even though you’re getting more and more flustered by how close he is, allowing you to feel the heat radiating off his body, you still manage to tell him all about the place without too much difficulty. you didn’t think he would have so much interest in the little details, some of which you didn’t even know the answer to, but truthfully, you did expect him to react the same way most others did when they saw your bedroom.
“how the hell do you have so many plushies?” he marveled, looking at the dozens of stuffed animals, big and small, scattered on the bed and stationed upon other surfaces. “don’t tell me you had an ex who won them all for you at an amusement park.”
“no, i just have a hoarding problem and a habit of wasting my money on childish things… but you know that already.”
“they take up more than half of your bed, where am i gonna sleep?” he mockingly pouted, his hand shuffling around each individual one before settling on a green snake with a purple bowtie, mentally making note that it was his favorite one before putting it in his lap.
“hm, you’re right… i guess i should make some room on the couch for you…” you laughed at the way his jaw unhinged, genuinely baffled and convinced for a second that you were being legit with how serious you sounded. “i’m just kidding! i’ll move them to the couch, i’m sure none of them would mind when it’s for such a ‘special guest.’”
“they might not agree to that. they probably know how i’m not going to get a wink of sleep when i’m sleeping next to their hottest best friend, using every ounce of strength in my body to resist holding them in my arms,” he overdramatically sighed, flopping back on the mattress and acting like it was the end of the world.
“you know… you don’t have to resist around me…” you bashfully replied, rubbing your neck at how cheesy it was. before he could fully react to the comment and raise a brow while making a witty remark, you clapped your hands together, saying you were going to make dinner now, and that he could continue looking around or perhaps he could pick a film for the two of you to watch after you were finished eating. in the end, he chose to help you out in the kitchen, even if it was just a simple pasta dish paired with some wine, but not without lingering for a minute on the words you said.
you insisted the meal wasn’t anything special, but to him, who was pretty much living on takeout, it was the best thing he’s ever put in his mouth. (well, second-best thing he’s ever put in his mouth, as he'll soon find out.)
the entire evening, zeal felt like he was on cloud nine with how that warm and fluffy feeling enveloped him. once you finished taking a shower, donning an oversized hoodie and presumably nothing else but underwear and some rather sheer-looking tights. it made his mind race when you hopped right into bed and cuddled up to him as though you would freeze if your body wasn’t so close against him. still, he thinks this is up there for one of the happiest moments of his life, and he couldn’t help but lean down and whisper a word of love in your ear, telling you just how much he treasured this moment before nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck and leaving behind a little peck on the exposed skin caused by your hoodie slipping off.
you didn’t answer for a minute, but he could feel your entire body starting to heat up as you turned around to capture him in a passionate kiss. it didn’t take long for the remaining hour of the film to be ignored in favor of exploring each other's mouths once again, moving to straddle you in his lap while you held onto his shoulder to ground yourself. you felt like you were melting into him from the way his tongue entered your mouth, expertly melding along with yours and tracing along every ridge of the muscle. this used to fluster you so much when he started doing that to the point that you would freeze up like a statue, but now you’ve learned the way he dances and how to mirror it, perfectly matching his kissing style.
but it ended all too soon when he finally pulled away, not wanting to overstep any boundaries. he wasn’t certain he would have been able to stop himself from going any further than what you were comfortable with had he gone on any longer. the night wasn’t supposed to be about finally being intimate with each other for the first time, it was supposed to be about strengthening your bond and progressing your relationship after breaking through those walls you had built for yourself, or at least, that’s what he thought before hearing you let out a little whine.
“why did you stop?”
“i… i didn’t want to make you uncomfortable…”
“‘m not uncomfortable… i…” you hesitated for a moment, a little nervous, but still determined to pull through with your plan. “i want to do more.”
he stared at you in a stunned silence, wondering briefly if this was a dream after possibly dozing off or reality, but he didn’t have to ponder it for much longer. you weren’t doing anything special when you moved to take off your hoodie in a single smooth motion, yet there was something so erotic in your movements as you revealed the most stunning green babydoll dress underneath.
you even put your hands behind your back for a moment, allowing him to admire you to the fullest with his jaw slightly slack before closing it to avoid drooling like a damn dog. when you were picking this out in the shop, there were a couple of seconds where you were a little bit worried about what he would think of your physical appearance. you were, above all else, described as shy, and as a result, you usually thought of yourself as average at best in terms of both face and body. you weren’t like those models you see on instagram, and you weren’t fully hairless down there either like those pornstars who shared similar anatomy to you, only keeping it neatly trimmed instead since other alternatives weren’t practical for you.
but, of course, when you see how his dilated eyes rake over your body, looking at you as though you were the centerpiece statue in an art museum, all of those minor insecurities fade away. you’re reminded of how blatantly attracted to you he was, and how much he’s desired you in all these weeks. he’s so down bad for you that he’s always holding himself back just because he didn’t want to be too pushy, but now, all of his deepest fantasies are about to come true now that you’ve made the first move.
oddly enough, the first thing he did was turn around and start rotating the remaining plushies on the bed so that they weren’t going to have to watch him defiling their best friend, a gesture that made you giggle at how silly yet thoughtful it was. any other man would have probably just pushed them aside and have them hit the floor without a care, or maybe they would be doing it performatively to win your approval, but zeal treats them with respect as though they were actually living creatures who would get mad if he mistreated them.
once he was finished, he grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you back into the bed, having you lie flat before climbing on top of you and ensnaring you in yet another kiss, “you’re sure you want to do this, right?”
“i’ve never been so sure of anything else before. i’m ready, and i want it to be you.”
“just tell me if it’s too much for you, alright? we can stop at any time you want.”
little by little, his kisses began to trail downward, from your lips, to your neck, all the way down the line of your chest as he pulled the fabric of your dress from your upper thighs to just barely covering your chest, before finally reaching where you wanted him most and basically ripping off the tights you had on (don’t worry, he’ll buy you a new pair later, as many as you want). he closed his eyes and buried his nose into the fabric where a noticeable wet spot had formed, taking in the scent before moving to take the waistband in his teeth and dragging it down.
there was already a plan in his mind on how he wanted to do this, how he wanted to properly enjoy this moment, and how he wanted to make you feel good in a way that you would never forget. once on his mouth, once on his fingers, once on his cock is how he wanted to do it, as long as you had the energy for all of that, but he didn’t have any doubts over whether or not you could handle it. you were practically jittering with excitement and nerves by the time you felt his tongue flattening against your slit, licking you up between your folds from the bottom to the top.
the sensation was so foreign that you were as still as a statue for the first minute or so, trying to get used to how vulnerable it felt to have someone so close to you between your thighs and kissing your pretty pussy. eventually though, you managed to loosen up, unable to be so tense for much longer when pleasure was quickly overtaking you. whenever his lips would close around your sensitive clit as he gently sucked at it, your hands instinctively reached to grip at the bedsheets to ground yourself.
you weren’t even making much noise at first because of how embarrassed you were by the sound of your own voice, yet as zeal started working his mouth more fervently, your voice grew louder and louder, letting out soft sighs and gasps that were like music to his ears. the pleas for more in between turned him on to a degree that you would probably never be able to understand, allowing him to feel his cock straining against his pants and the tip leaking with precum.
he wanted to keep going until his jaw started aching, sticking out his tongue to reach as far into you as he could, thrusting it in and out to taste more of your addicting sweetness. it made him groan in delight, muttering praises that you couldn’t quite make out since he was fully immersed in grabbing your waist and pulling you even closer to his mouth than what you thought was possible. the vibrations of his voice went straight to your core, making you realize that there was a knot tightening in your abdomen that was closer and closer to snapping. nothing you’ve ever done with yourself ever felt as good as this, his talented tongue being completely unmatched to the time you touched yourself in the shower with those clumsy fingers of yours or the time you were so frustrated you ended up with a pillow between you thighs because your mind kept wandering back to the times things nearly went to third base but was interrupted.
“oh god!” you were coming so close to your climax, he could tell by the way your cries were becoming more pitched and the way you were involuntarily clenching around nothing. it’s so cute how it barely takes anything to reduce you to such a mess, a mere five minutes of him eating you out was enough to push you over the edge. your hands moved to his dark locks and started tugging on them hard when your orgasm hit you, crashing over you like a tidal wave. your mind went blank for a couple of seconds, yet he still didn’t move from his position, keeping his face buried between your thighs. while you were riding out your orgasm, he continued to gently lick at and kiss your convulsing cunt, not wanting to let a single drop go to waste.
there wasn’t even any need for lube with the sheer amount of slick you produced, something you were embarrassed by at first because of how you could feel how sticky it was on your skin, but something that delighted him as he experimentally pushed in one of his fingers. he could hear a mewl of minor discomfort, doing a quick check-up of your state before you promised him you were alright and admitted that you wanted to continue so desperately. you seemed flustered at the plea, but it didn’t take much longer for you to become more pliant as his thumb mindlessly circled your clit. slowly, but surely, you could feel your head spinning as though he was making you ascend into heaven, with your thinking becoming duller as you lost control over your body.
in a leisurely and practiced pace, he moved his fingers in a gentle scissoring motion, preparing you to be able to take his cock fully. he’s only dreamed of being able to explore your body like this before, finding out what makes you sigh versus what makes you moan. he’s certain that as time goes on and he fully ruins you, he’ll be able to know exactly what has you ticking like a time bomb with his eyes closed before you go off.
then, he fiddled with one of the ruffles of your dress for a moment, before pulling it even higher to expose your chest to him. he didn’t want to fully take it off because you look so darling in it, but it’s getting in the way of what he wanted to do next as he moved his position to start sucking at one of your perk nipples. he could see how hard they were through the fabric in all the excitement, and it would have been such a waste not to swirl his tongue around one of the buds and listening to you gasp in surprise as you grabbed onto his shirt for stability. you never thought that you were so sensitive there before, but you supposed you’re currently learning all sorts of new things about your body.
it was almost overwhelming when your second climax hit you, making you shudder while seeing stars in your vision. tears had formed at the corners of your eyes and were starting to roll down your cheeks from how intense the pleasure was, but despite how tired you were getting, you were still aching for more.
zeal held you in his arms until you stopped trembling and your breathing evened out, peppering kisses all over your face, “i’m sorry, did i go too far? we can stop now if it’s too much.”
there was a little bit of panic in his voice that he might have gone too far or have been too rough with you, but you promptly shook your head, “no, i’m okay, i just… i want you badly, i don’t even know what to do with myself…”
“you don’t have to do anything, just relax, and be good for me, okay?”
he had remained fully clothed all this time, but now, it was finally time to strip down and get to business. you couldn’t help yourself from shamelessly ogling his form underneath those clothes, wondering if he was always so built with those strong arms and broad shoulders, and how you never really noticed it until now. he could probably pick you up and toss you around however he wanted as if you were a ragdoll, and while you knew he wasn’t going to do such a thing tonight, you would be lying if you said you weren’t excited at the prospect of it happening in the future. his pale skin made the happy trail on his lower torso more visible, becoming darker the further down it went, and the noticeable tent in his pants was both intimidating and titillating.
while he was taking off his pants, he noticed that, at some point while he was pleasuring you, he definitely managed to come in his boxers without noticing. that’s never happened to him before, especially when there was no noticeable stimulation applied to it, but he supposed that you just have a sort of magical effect over him that he has yet to fully decipher.
“it might hurt a little at first,” he warned, lining up his tip with your entrance, not giving you a full view of his cock just in case you would find it too daunting to handle, but he was positive that it wouldn’t be too difficult for you. “but then, it’ll feel really good, i promise. just take some deep breaths.”
you nodded your head, reaching out for him to come closer for you to hold. he’s careful not to put too much of his weight on you while kissing your neck, pushing himself into you little by little. he can feel you tensing up under his body at the intrusion, yet you were distracted enough by his mouth on yours not to let out any groans of discomfort, only thinking about the way he was filling your senses and your body entirely. despite how new it all was, it felt so right as if it was always meant to be like this.
meanwhile, zeal felt like he was going to burst even though he was only halfway in. your heat was so accommodating for him, warm and velvet-like, sucking him in with a vice as if you never wanted to let him go. he was throbbing like crazy and could practically feel his heartbeat in his dick, especially when you clenched around him and moved your legs to wrap around his waist to pull him closer. once he finally bottomed out, you could feel every inch of him pulsating and brushing up against your sweet spot, making you whimper pathetically as you started rocking your hips against him for more.
his thrusts were slow at first, helping you get used to the feeling of the constant push and pull before finally moving at his own speed which he found easiest to maintain. your lips were all bitten up and swollen from trying to keep quiet, or as quiet as you possibly could have been, but you were letting all of that go now, letting all sorts of sinful sounds slip without fear of being too loud. it’s not like it was any less erotic than the squelching your weeping cunt was making every time he pistoned himself in and out, making the headboard bang against the wall and some of the plushies he moved earlier fall off the bed.
you aren’t sure how much time had passed, but it was certainly enough time for you to question his stamina when you nearly thought you managed to come again on his cock and it went unnoticed by him. he was such a sight with those dilated eyes and a thin sheen of sweat coating his skin, making his dark hair stick to the sides of his face. and even with all of the noise going on, he wasn’t deterred from making the most dirty remarks either, the kind that made heat rush to your cheeks.
“god, you’re taking me so well, i’m starting to think that we were made for each other.”
“shit, i never thought you could make such noises. not so innocent now, are you?”
“don’t hide yourself from me, darling. let me see your pretty face when you’re getting fucked.”
all those words and more, yet you couldn’t say a single thing when all of your words came out as moans instead. you were completely helpless and could hardly do a thing aside from taking everything he was giving you, just the way he wanted it to be. maybe in the future, when you become more confident about being intimate with him, you could be the one in control and calling the shots, but for now, he wanted to feel you unravel like a ribbon and succumb to what felt like pure ecstasy.
and when you did for the final time of the night with your back arched and toes curled, he quickly followed suit, finding it nearly impossible not to with the way your walls were spasming around him. still, even if he found it a little difficult to pull out with the way you were essentially milking him dry, he remained ever the gentleman and did so at the last second, leaving a splatter of white on your stomach.
for a minute, the two of you remained still, or at least, as still as either of you could be with your chests heaving as a result of the strenuous activity. he caressed your cheek, looking at you with all the love in the world, “are you alright?”
“i don’t think i’ve ever been better, but… i’m so tired now, i don’t even think i’ll be able to walk to the bathroom to clean up.”
“you don’t have to walk. i can carry you. just stay here, and i’ll run you a nice, warm bath.”
you must have dozed off at some point while he was preparing all of that, waking up with a start when you realized he was lifting you up in the air and carrying you bridal style. the water in the tub felt so nice, but it didn’t feel even half as nice as how your boyfriend was cleaning you off with a wash cloth while telling you how good you were for him. it’s certainly something you could get used to, although you aren’t sure if you’ll be able to walk straight tomorrow.
