Grayie

[idiaslosergf]

"And with that, you just let me win the whole game!" Azul claimed victory over her private board game duel with Idia. Exclaiming her happiness over her victory, she got up to celebrate— Mocking in Idia's face how she won.

"Great…" Idia was more irritated than usual, not only did she lose the board game because her mind was somewhere else— She also watched how Azul's board game uniform barely fits her chest. It was gut wrenching to see.

You see, our friend Idia over here has the smallest chests in all of NRC, there was literally no fat in her chest so not only did she take the L once in this game but 2 Ls.

"Anyways I have to get back to the Mostro Lounge after this— Do thank you for the victory." Azul once again rubbed it in Idia's face how she won over the game, still in the flow of her victory. "See you later."

"Yeah see you." Idia pulled the hood over her head tighter than before. She can't believe that she's feeling this way.

"Man I just took double Ls today, this has got to be the worst day of my life. Seeing how Azul's clothes barely fit her especially around her chest is making me UGH! If only I have a bigger chest then maybe Y/n would pay attention to it more…"

Idia made her way out of the classroom after sulking about her defeat, there she found you waiting for her with a new released game over your hands.

"Idia!!! That match took you guys a while, look at the new release game I just bought! I want to play it together with you." You raised up the new game all the way to her face, but Idia was not in the mood to play these games for now. She needs to get over her own problem first.

"Maybe I should get a boob job after school— Ack no wait what if they make fun of me after that?!?! But seriously… Look at Azul, Malleus, and Leona… I bet their genes are so good that's why they have such large breasts, if only I inherited more then I can show them off…"

"Helloooooo Idia to Twisted Wonderland? Is Idia Shroud still there?" You poked her head in hopes of Idia finally returning to reality

"Ah sorry what were you saying?" Idia finally returned to reality

"Hmmmm what's gotten into you today Ids?" You say, tucking her fire lit hair behind her ears.

"Nothing. Let's just get back to my room."

"Whatever you say…"

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"Seriously Ids, what's wrong with you today? You've been spacing out more than lately."

"I-It's too embarrassing so I'm n-not saying it." She pouted and turned her back against you, pulling her hood over her head again.

"No seriously, you were talking about this release game nonstop last week but now you're barely paying attention to it. What's wrong Idia?"

Idia hesitated before asking you "W-Will you promise not to laugh after I tell you this?"

"I promise."

Idia turned around to face you, her face serious as if this is no laughing matter.

"Wait nevermind! I'm not telling you this." She turned around to the opposite of your direction.

"No wait come and tell me, how can I help you if you won't tell me?"

"N-no its embarrassing… Would rather swim in a pit of lava instead of telling you."

"I… I want to have bigger breasts… Seriously look at Azul, Malleus, and Leona! Look at how huge those honkers are and compare them to my non-existent ones! I seriously wish for more." Idia complained and you could barely contain your laughter

"Hey! You promised no laughing!" Idia's hair turned into bright orange to showcase how mad she is at how little you kept your promise.

"Hahaha— But seriously? What made you think like that?"

"Well… First of all when we have sex you barely pay attention to my chest, I feel like if I have bigger tits you would definitely pay attention to them more." Idia's hair turned back to blue. Pushing her legs up to her chest, she tugged her head in between her legs, sulking after finally saying her frustrations to you.

"Seriously that's it? Why didn't you say so." You got in between her legs and pushed her down to her bed.

"W-Well at first you might not take it seriously— Seriously you laughed when I first said it.

"Well, shall I prove how much I love your tiny little tits?" You say as you remove her uniform revealing her bra.

"W-what did you say?" Idia's face turned shocked while her hair turned pink. She tried to cover up but you grabbed her hand before she could.

"I'm just making it up to you. You said I don't pay attention to your tits so today it'll all I'll be focusing on." You tried (Keyword: tried) grabbing a portion of her tits but there was barely any fat for you to grab— Still you tried your best.

"You don't need to go that far!" She tried her hardest to resist but she couldn't. All she could do was feel good having her tits grabbed by her girlfriend.

She felt the taste of your lips as you continued playing with her breasts. She, of course, returned the kiss and let you do whatever you want with her.

"Shh just let me Ids." You parted from her lips, continuing to kiss her jawline to her neck and finally to her cleavage.

"You want me to touch you here?" You laid your lips in between her cleavage. She just nodded, letting you continue to make her feel good.

You removed most of her uniform leaving her only in her undies, you did the same with your clothes— Now both of you are currently in your underwear.

You continued back to where you're supposed to be— In between her breasts. You kissed her cleavage while trying to massage her breasts.

"Mhmm" She moaned as you continued your foreplay. Finally you lifted her bra revealing her ghostly pale tits to you.

You finally put your lips to her nipples. She moaned as soon as you started sucking on her tits while still massaging the other.

You used your tongue to lick her nipples mid-sucking and that hit the nail for her as she moaned her hardest at that— Its a good thing that her room is sound proof given how loud this girl moans.

You got off that nipple and decided to pay attention to the other one, now switching sides. She continued to moan as you suck her tits dry, milking her for all she has.

You positioned both of your legs in a scissoring motion. Scissoring her through her panties while sucking like a leech in her breasts, this girl heavenly wet through all of this.

You sure hope your fixing Idia's insecurity through this. You're glad that she told you what was bothering her and now to reward her with scissoring— The friction of your panties made the scissoring more intense. You can feel how wet she is through the fabric of both of your panties.

"Ngh~ This is making me feel so good." Idia eyes rolled back from how good the scissoring is while having her breasts sucked. She feels like she's in heaven and so thankful for saying her insecurities to you.

"I-I'm coming!!"

You felt her came as your panties also got more wet. You came along with her soaking both your panties.

You stopped doing everything and rolled right next to her, feeling satisfied on how easily you made her cum.

"Well, satisfied now?" You rolled to face her.

"Yeah." She nodded, her hair still pink from what reward you gave her "Very, very satisfied hehe."

"I'm glad." You kissed her forehead before heading up to clean yourself and her. It was a satisfying day and since you somewhat fixed Idia's insecurities a little bit.

"Thank you for today heh, it felt so good." Idia kissed your lips as you went ahead and clean her.

HELP GUYS I DID THIS IN ALL ONE DAY I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT

[idiaslosergf]

I've been thinking of flat chested Idia so much that I wanna write yuri based on:

• Flat chested Idia! who is very much insecure about her chest size

• Flat chested Idia who's very jealous of people with huge honkers or anyone with a slightly larger chest than hers (Eyeing on Fem! Azul, Fem! Malleus and Fem! Leona, I believe they would be the ones with the biggests chests in NRC)

• Idia who eyes Azul's chest every board game club activity wishing they would exchange chest sizes

• After board club activities, you greeted your girlfriend who's in a very bad mood rn after losing the board game against Azul because her mind was somewhere else (Azul's chest— we get it Idia, you're jealous)

• You wanted to show her the new game you bought but seeing her in such a sulken mood made you very concerned

• She at first didn't wanna talk about it— I mean its about her insecurities after all but she was willing to talk about it once you both get back to her dorm room.

• Of course you would laugh at the silly idea— You're girlfriend who's hair is pink at this moment tells you to stop laughing and that her insecurities are real.

• Stopping your laughter, you push her over her bed.

"Is my Idia afraid of losing me over someone with a larger chest?"

• You wanted to show Idia how much you love her and that her chest size doesn't make you love her less.

• In what better way to show your love than to keep playing with her chest all night till she finally realizes your love for her

 

I promise I'll make a fanfic with more specific writing than this but I wanna write flat chested Idia! So bad.

[mimicstarghost]

I want this woman...

[lilichii3]

Red hot iron shoes, for dancing until death

[himewrites-blog]

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Yellow orbs stared worriedly at the camera placed at the end of the bed, Idia fidgeted nervously, his shoulders all tense as you setted up the camera for the upcoming stream of the night. 

You glanced at him, flashing a reassuring smile “Nervous?” you spoke calmly, glancing at your boyfriend while adjusting the mic. He nodded vigorously. You straighten your posture to look at him directly in the eyes “We can call this off if you don't feel it” you told him, again with a calm and comprehensive tone. “N-No! It's okay, I want to do it” he replied, an adorable dust of pink bloomed on his cheeks and ears.

You cocked your head to the side, that light smile still persistent on your lips. “You don't have to worry about that lousy guy. He got banned from the stream for good” you informed him. Idia let out a relieved sigh but his eyes narrowed right after that at the thought.

Idia knew from the very beginning of your relationship that you had a cam channel where you…entertained paying viewers. To be frank he was a huge fan – and donator – of your streams, before dating you that's it. When you bought new toys, with money from donations, he was the first one who had the pleasure to watch a private show all for him before all your loyal viewers. He also helped you in and out of the streams, bringing you drinks and snacks when you needed or being the dummy for one of your role plays. 

Since the chat couldn't see his face it was great for the both of you. But yesterday night it happened. Everything was going smoothly like always, between a cheesy comment and a sex-related joke until… that one comment. One nasty, creepy comment from a, probably, middle-aged married man made your boyfriend's guts twist in disgust and anger. 

“She should probably dump that microsized, useless piece of shit that dares to call himself "boyfriend".”

“Bet she fakes her orgasms to not hurt that crybaby feelings.”

“He better go fuck himself. That girl needs a real man not a wimp.”

“Bet I could satisfy her better than that big baby. Bet I could make her cry and beg for more.”

You pretended not to see the irrelevant opinions of a empty headed fatass, but after dozens of comments where he insulted your boyfriend and tried to aggressively flirt with you – asking in a not so polite way to meet & fuck™ – you resolved the problem by banning the guy from your streams and reporting him to the higher-ups. 

Although you solved the problem with your own hands, Idia was both infuriated and humiliated by those comments. What could a perfect Mr. Nobody knows about his girlfriend's tastes? What did she like in bed and out? The guy certainly didn't know a damn thing about it.

You were confident, flirty and sensual during your streams, but because it was part of the character – part of your job. Idia didn't mind, but if others didn't understand the difference between a streamer and a real person it wasn't his problem. Still, those comments stung a little more that he was comfortable with. 

“If you don't feel like recording we can cancel tonight's stream, you know” you said, unsure whether to press the play button and start. “You don't have to worry about me. – he replied, tying his hair in a braid – If you cancel at the last minute you will disappoint your fans, including me, and you will lose views and profits.”

You pulled a lock of his fiery hair. “And do you think I care more about a bunch of middle-aged, married or unemployed perverts than my boyfriend? You're here, not them, and I want you to be okay.” you reminded him, seeing him blush slightly. “Thank you... – he muttered, embarrassed – I'll put on the mask and then we can get started. And don't worry, those comments didn't affect me.”

You finished setting everything up and started the stream. You greeted your fans, thanking them for their sweet and generous donations, remembering the unpleasant incident from last time and reassuring the chat that your boyfriend was fine. Idia greeted in turn, sitting on the bed, by making the peace sign.

Your roleplays began like this, setting the atmosphere, whispering those sweet words into the microphone that made anyone's legs tremble with impatience, including Idia; you undressed slowly, sensually, asking the audience if they liked what they saw, if they were already excited just to hear you talk dirty in their ears. Idia could admit that this was the case for him. Seeing you swing your hips and undress, talk vulgarly and glance at him from time to time over your shoulder turned him on like crazy.

You swayed towards him, throwing your arms around his neck, hands stroking his back. His hands roamed your body from your ribs down to your hips and then grabbed your ass with both hands. A small moan escaped you. The angle of the camera didn't allow you to frame your faces, Idia's face was already red and he was looking at you adoringly, yours reflected a certain concern. You mouthed “are you sure you want this?” to which Idia nodded, as if lost in admiring your figure illuminated by the soft light of the LEDs and the screen. You weren't completely convinced, but it was no longer time for doubts and uncertainties. The camera was on, the chat of die-hard fans were relentlessly typing comments on their keyboards, the show had to go on.

You put your best and sensual smile on your face and started caressing your boyfriend's toned body again. You ran your fingertips, in a slow caress, from the protruding collarbones to the thin torso, from the flat stomach down to the groin. Idia held his breath as he felt your hand caressing him over his underwear. “You like it?” you asked in a lewd whisper – he was unsure if you were asking him or the chat.

Small, poorly restrained moans escaped his stretched lips, muffled by the mask, as you stroked him, running your fingers along the sensitive skin, teasing the tip and spreading some pre along the way. His breaths became labored, impossible to hide, when you placed your lips on his cock, in a tender kiss, and then your tongue. Idia would never get used to the fact that you were able to take him into your mouth so easily – without gagging or anything. He doubted it was an innate quality of yours, just as he doubted he would be able to stay still for much longer.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the chat begging you to go all the way, to take it all down your throat – they dreamed of grabbing you by the hair and pushing you down their own dicks, the bastards – and Idia thought that, just for once, he could satisfy their need. He curled several locks of your hair between his slender fingers, ran his digits over your scalp to accommodate your slow movements, and then pushed you down his whole cock. He held you there for a few seconds, feeling your throat close around his length, before lifting you up forcefully and dictating the pace as he pleased. He let go of your head, which you raised to take deep breaths of air that had been missing from your lungs due to his little whim. A cold glance from you was enough to make him set back to his place, good and composed, like a well behaved child.

You laughed softly, as if nothing had happened, cleaning your lips of saliva and what remained of the pre. You asked the chat if it was ready for the main course after the foreplay, settling yourself astride Idia's legs – who was a little regretting having put on that cumbersome mask that prevented him from tasting your breasts. You pulled his flaming hair, now a soft pink, as he teased your sex with his fingers. In the camera lens you could only see your firm ass and your already wet intimacy, but you knew that from under the mask Idia was grinning mischievously as he watched his movements, his fingers entering you and moving to stimulate every point he made you go crazy, reflected in the monitor screen. He made you come like this. Curling his fingers where you were most sensitive, hitting that spot again and again – and your body obeyed him, slave to the pleasure that only he could give you. He pulled his fingers out of you and showed them smeared with your juices to the camera, without any shame.

“I need you. Now.” you said, panting, and Idia knew you were referring to him. You settled yourself better astride him, he helped you get it in, guiding his cock in between your folds. The sensation of fullness, of soft walls tightening, made both of you pant in pleasure.

The pace started slowly, with slow and deep thrusts, which aimed to make the other's shape felt. Idia moved his hips upwards, and you, leveraging your knees, lowered your pelvis to meet him. The result was a symphony of moans, of excited sighs, of wet flesh slapping against the other. You arched your back and Idia clawed your ass, to give more vision to the chat what they could only dream of having, smiling victoriously from under the mask. The scent of sex that permeated the room stunned him, it almost made him forget that he was fucking his girlfriend live, but with a distracted glance he saw it. That single acidic, bullying comment…

“Is that loser still with her? Get off your high horse, you crybaby, and give that girl some real man's meat.”

That guy again.

He tried to ignore it, focusing on your voice moaning for more – harder, faster! – but that guy just didn't stop. 

“Bet I can make her moan for real. If it wasn't for you trash, she would be screaming my name.”

Ignore it, he said to himself, a reaction out of him it's what that guy wants. He needed to stay focused on you…

“I could totally knock her up. Fill her pussy with so much seed she'll beg me to stop.”

Okay, that's the straw that breaks the camel's back.

Idia halted his movements. At your confused expression he whispered in your ear: “Turn around to the front, I have an idea.”

You stood up just enough for your legs, now at their limit, to turn around and sit on your boyfriend's legs again. All your naked glory was reflected in the lens, including the point where you and Idia were connected. Before you could ask him what he had in mind, Idia leaned over and moved the camera, framing his face for the first time – annoyed, a dark feeling was reflected in his yellow irises. He grabbed your legs and lifted them, without effort or restraint, until your knees brushed your cheeks, taking you by surprise.

“I'm going to fill you up to the brim.” he said, almost threathenly, “Would you like to see that, chat? Would you like to see me fill this pussy up with cum?”

You didn't have the slightest idea what had gotten into him, why he was behaving like this but the chat was typing on the keyboards, enthusiastic about his proposal. He began to move again, stronger, more brutal, reaching points that until then you didn't believe he could go. One brutal thrust and he came crashing into your cervix, making you scream, fat tears rolling from your eyes. He continued to move his hips more insistently, hitting that spot repeatedly, making you see stars from under your eyelids.

You felt that familiar heat in your stomach suddenly become scorching, as if lava was flowing through your veins. Your body trembled, your back arched in a perfect and humanly painful arch, just to meet his thrusts. But it was the phrase that he whispered, possessive, in your ear that broke the thin thread that you still persisted in holding on to.

“I'm gonna knock you up.”

His thrusts became erratic, his breath hitched as he pushed himself deeper than you could possibly believe, cumming inside you. You followed seconds later, your body spasming as if electricity was running through your skin. The ceiling of the room looked like a blur of color that your eyes struggled to focus on. Even the screen seemed like a jumble of shapes and colors that burned your poor eyes. Your body was tired, not used to such an assault, and needed to recharge immediately, but you couldn't leave the stream like that.

Idia got up from the bed, taking you with him to the bathroom, he ran the hot water in the tub and gently placed you inside. “Rest for a moment,” he said, “I'll take care of finishing the live.”

You immediately felt your bones melt in contact with the hot water and as you lazily observed Idia, still naked, greeting the chat – thanking for the donations and for participating – exactly as you would have done, you couldn't help but think about what he had said.

You blushed. His may have been roleplay, or a phrase thrown in just for the heat of the moment, but it was certainly something different – something that made your heart beat with emotion.

Who knew he could be so…seductive.

The room was dark, except for Idia's screen. The camera immortalized him, without masks or frills, his expression somewhere between annoyed and victorious.

“You made me pretty angry, you know?” he said to the only person in that private chat. “I lost my temper so much that I wore out my girlfriend. – he grinned when he said those words – Yes, you heard right. She's my girlfriend, and no matter how much you act like a whiny brat, complaining and banging your fists on your keyboard, it's my name she's screaming when we're together, not yours.”

Idia giggled amusedly at the insults flying in the chat, a sign that he had hit where it hurt most. “To think that a loser like you had the courage to tell in a public chat that you could knock up my girlfriend… – and he chuckled – Man, that's so sad it's almost funny.”

He bothered little what the guy was threatening him with, very little actually. “Well, now that I got this off my shoulders I guess it's time to block you again and ban you for the second time. – and as he was about to press the button, something came to mind – Oh! One last thing. If I see you lurking in my girlfriend's streams again I'll personally send your internet history, your comments on other streams and your bank accountings directly to your wife and your company.”

Silence. The guy was typing no more. 

“Well then, goodbye forever.” and he turned off the computer.

“What are you doing?” you asked, popping out behind him and resting your elbow on his gaming chair. “Nothing. Just putting a power-play McGee back in their place. Now let's go to sleep, I need my cuddles.”

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[correctopinionhaver]

so many mental health issues these days are due to the fact that we no longer put the gargoyles on buildings that used to scare away the evil spirits that cause mental illness

[mayonaizs]

[seraphicloves]

𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆

⊱✿⊰ summary: your bestfriend asks you to teach him how to please a woman

⊱✿⊰ warnings: fingering, kissing, touching boobies, fem reader, SMUT WRITTEN BY A MINOR (dont report jst block pls), part one out two maybe, title from a wattpad book I read ifykyk

⊱✿⊰ notes: uhm so im slightly afraid to write smut abt a character ik my sister likes especially since she is in tumblr and knows my account. but like this idea is too good to pass up im sorry gang. Sissy if you see this dont judge ☠️ in fact dont mention it to me unless you liked it

im sorry for sinning 😔

"you want me to...what?" you asked, staring incredulously at the boy in front of you. his hair was a flaming pink, hiding his face in his hoodie. but you really had to hear him again, make sure you knew exactly what he was asking you to do.

"i want you to t-teach me," he stuttered, peeking a glance at you, "how to touch a g-girl."

so you hadn't misheard him originally, he really wanted you to show him the ropes on...sex? you could feel your heart speed up, imagining having his hands on you.

fuck, if you didn't already have a crush on idia this might just take you over the edge. it was to no surprise he was a virgin, he was a major recluse. but the fact he wanted to learn how to have sex, how to take care of the woman? that was more exciting than the actual thought of fucking him. (that was a lie but nobody needs to know that.)

he must've taken your silence negatively because he immediately groaned and said, "just forget it. it was a bad idea to even ask, i'm sorry."

before you could even think about it, you said quickly, "no,no don't be sorry. i'll do it; i'll teach you."

now it was his turn to give you a shocked look, surprised you had agreed. maybe it's weird for two friends to have sex, but you weren't sure you and idia had ever had a fully normal friendship. and if this is the only way you can have him close, then so be it.

but starting off strong might scare him off from the idea of sex - and romance - for the rest of his life. so you ought to start small, very very small.

you got closer until you could feel the warmth of his skin aganist yours, feeling his breath aganist your cheek. you gently grabbed his face, holding onto him delicately. your hands cupped his cheeks, as though he was your whole world and you were trying to contain it between your two palms.

"we can start with kissing," you whispered, watching the way he trembled when your lips brushed aganist the corner of his mouth. he was nervous, so delightfully scared you couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in the bottom of your tummy.

he swallowed and nodded, eyes wide and unsure. but that was alright, as long as you were the confident one for him. you brought his face closer to yours until you were kissing.

it was...awkward at first. he smashed his lips aganist yours, accidentally crashing his teeth into you. but then he tried again- softer this time. he savored your taste, letting you tilt his head this way and that to maximize the delicate sensations.

once he got more used to your kisses, you got closer. close enough you were quite literally straddling his lap. his bulge poked into your thigh, coaxing the fire in your core you hadn't even realized turned into an inferno.

you kissed him again, more insistent this time. your hands tangled in his hair, tugging on it until he let out a pretty little moan. you took the opportunity to slide your tongue into his waiting mouth, allow your muscle to explore him. to utterly and entirely devour him.

idia whined, pulling away for a moment. he blinked, cheeks flushed and his expression ful of wide eyed wonder. you felt your lips curve into a smile, the slightest flicker of pride when you realized you caused your friend to look like that.

"i want to t-touch you," he huffed, whispering your name like it was a confession of sin. perhaps it was, after all you were now a teacher of seduction. the lecturer of debauchery.

"patience, baby." you said, patting his cheek. he glared at you half heartedly, though it quickly vanished when you rolled your hips ever so teasingly. he groaned, eyebrows knitted together as though he was trying to concentrate on holding himself together.

"i've been patient." idia argued, lifting his hands from his sides to squeezing your hips. it felt nice, the large expanse of his palm pressed aganist the squish of your hips. squeezing it, kneading it...

"alright alright." you laughed, focusing on idia instead of the wetness collecting in your underwear. fuck, how was he getting to you so effortlessly?

now you had to figure out how to possibly get idia to not combust into flames at seeing you naked. (though a small, devious, part of you enjoyed the idea.)

"tell me to stop if it gets to be too much." you said softly, pulling off from his lap. you missed the contact, but it didn't matter much. you would be much closer in a matter of moments.

a strange part of you enjoyed having him stare so intently as you pulled off your clothes, letting each item crumple to the ground. his eyes were so wide, his hair that pretty pink flaming behind him.

you pulled off your underwear until you were left there entirely exposed to your best friend. his eyes were everywhere, scanning every inch of you as if you were a new puzzle for him to solve.

"you're so pretty," he whispered, his voice almost achingly raw. his hands clenched the fabric of his pants, as if he was wishing to reach out and touch you.

"alright, idia." you said, clearing your throat from the sappy and decidedly not friendly feelings forming. you crawled back into the bed, patting it so he was sitting in front of you.

despite your initial hesitance, you laid on the bed and opened your legs for him. you let him stare at your pussy, practically drooling. although you were growing antsy for his hands on, and inside, you. so you didn't last very long with only his eyes caressing your skin.

you sat up and grabbed his hand, placing it on your tit. he practically jumped in his skin, letting out a surprised sound. but it could partially be due to the fact your nipple had hardened so quickly under his touch, pebbled and ready for him to play with.

"most girls need quite a bit of foreplay before the whole sex thing," you explained, trying to remember the whole reason you were in this situation was because he wanted to learn how to pleasure a woman. "and boobs are pretty sensitive so its good to play with."

he nodded, still fondling your breasts in his hands. he glanced at you, as though needing one last ounce of permission before he touched you fully. so you gave it to him, nodding and laying down.

a squeal was ripped from your lips when he suctioned his lips to your nipple, pinching your other. how the fuck did he learn that?

idia popped his mouth off your tit and gave you an anxious look, "i'm sorry! i heard that was something people do and i wanted to try but i didn't realize you might not-"

"its okay, idia." you interrupted, not wanting him to stress over something as silly as your noises, "i made that noise because it feels good. if i don't like something i'll tell you, okay?"

he frowned a bit, blushing, but overall nodded. then as if he was on a mission, he went back to licking and sucking on your nipples. he altnerated between them, making sure they recieved equal attention.

"idia," you said, though it ended up sounding a bit more like a whine. your pussy was feeling neglected, the cool air hitting aganist the slick to make you even more sensitive.

you grabbed his hand, trailing it down your stomach and lower until it brushed aganist your wet folds. he let out a shocked gasp, reanimating his hand and collecting some of the slick.

"you're so wet," he murmured, sort of exploring your pussy like it was some sort of invention he wanted to know how was made. you bit your lip to hide your whimper, wishing he could just find your clit and help you already.

"ngh, fuck," you groaned, giving up on letting him explore. you were needy enough that your head was spinning, your bones were melting.

"can you find go a bit higher, find my-" your voice was cut off when he found your clit, his eyes on your face the entire time. they were wide and innocent, examining your reactions like he was going to write a lab report about it.

he rubbed it in rough circular motions, slightly harsh that tinged the edges of your pleasure with pain. but overall he was doing a good job, even more so when you told him to rub your bundle of nerves more gently.

"do you just watch a lot of, ah, porn?" you asked, your hips twitching whenever he pinched that sensitive bud.

he gave you a shy look and shrugged, "i g-guess. i just tried learning about this online but it's not the same."

you nodded, knowing that was true. if you could get real dick online you'd be a lot more relaxed than you usually are. those with lack of orgasms tended to be rather high strung.

"well you're doing a good job, idia." you said, giving him a smile. it was slightly breathless, broken up by the whimperish sounds you were making. idia seemed to like them though, knowing he was causing you to feel that way.

"put your fingers inside, y-yeah, fuck," you sighed, "just like that."

his fingers were longer than they were thick, filling you up in ways you didn't realize those particular appendages could. he kept them there without moving for a moment, unsure, but when you nodded he started pumping them in and out. he started with two fingers, god were you really that wet? how down bad were you for this man?

"mhm, shit." you mewled, bucking your hips up when he curled his fingers inside of you. he wa still rubbing your clit as he did this, remembering what you taught him.

your core tightened, closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. it was like being on a roller coaster, waiting for the drop. it was going higher, higher, higher still. pausing right at the edge, teetering to make you feel even more blissful when you rushed down.

"fuck, fuck, idia!" you whined all of a sudden, feeling your orgasm slam aganist you. your pussy gushed, creaming around his fingers. your cunt clenched, tightening around his fingers like a vice.

once you came down from your high, you blinked in awareness cutting through the haze of lust. you hadn't even touched idia, was he upset? technically this was about him learning how to touch a girl but it felt embarrassing you came when he didn't.

he pulled his fingers out of you, wiping them with a napkin. so you sat up, ready to ask him if he wanted you to return the favor when your eyes fell on to the very apparent dark spot on the front of his jeans. oh.

he noticed you looking and said loudly, "stop looking! i know it's such a noob move of me but leave me alone! i'm still learning the control to this game."

you laughed in surprise, a bit amused that he was still acting normal. and to be honest you were flattered he came in his pants just at watching you.

"i'm not making fun of you, idia. it happens, okay?" you said, patting his hand slightly. he watched you but nodded, his face still that pretty bright red.

"alright well i got to get dressed before somebody walks in and realized what we were doing." you said grabbing your clothes and hurrying to the bathroom to hide the way your heart fluttered.

you were in big big trouble. now that you've felt his hands on you, how would you ever go back to normal? to just being friends when all you wished was to be his and for him to be yours. maybe you won't get his love, but at least you had his lust for this fleeting moment.

lori © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything weird with my writing! i like reblogs and comments but please be kind as this was my writing.

[miraeofficial]

nsfw flins hcs 😏

FREAKY FLINS! may appear as aloof and dignified, but beneath that cultivated sophistication is a man who battled his own lustful desires constantly. The restraint he had to force himself to abide by was a constant internal struggle; he couldn't stop his tired, wandering golden eyes from getting a glimpse of your chest—watching them bounce with each step you took or whenever you used animated hand gestures. He wondered if they could also bounce in the same motion when you're riding his cock, maybe even using his hands to grasp onto them as he thrust deeper inside you, pinching the sensitive bud between his fingers. His mouth would water at the thought of sucking on them, wishing that milk would overflow from them and drip down his chin, while your hand brushed his long, purple hair with care, and you sweetly cooed at him. "Such a—Hyaaaah—just like thattt…greedy thing, mmhm?" He hummed in agreement, lolling his tongue around the hardened nipple, feeling it pebble even more under his touch.

FREAKY FLINS! bore the blood of a Fae, naturally, he would inherit heightened senses, specifically smell. To leave your clothes, or maybe your underwear, unattended in his humble abode, is the greatest mistake you would commit. The scent of your perfume, as if it were a drug to him, would linger in the air, filling his nostrils with a heady enticement. This lustful drive extended to drawing the material close to his nose, burying his face in the fabric, and inhaling deeply as if trying to consume your raw essence in one breath. His tongue flattened on the cloth, tasting the remnants of your presence, wetting it with his eager desire. He wished you could witness this side of him, so shameless and pathetic, and maybe whip him into submission with your disapproving gaze, then stuff the material inside his filthy mouth with his eyes half-lidded in anticipation of your punishment.

FREAKY FLINS! has the mouth of a refined gentleman when using the tongue of the usual Teyvat language directed to those around him, deliberately shaping him as a man with a mysterious and alluring aura. Though when using the language of a Fae, he has the unlimited capacity to speak whatever the depths of his desires dictate, for many people have little understanding of the true extent of his depravity. Thus, he abused that language in your presence—mostly while he was inside of you, grunting in pleasure and whispering obscenities that you will never know the true meaning of. "Spread yourself for me… aaaahhhhh… yes, precisely so." With both of your legs mercilessly pinned down in all their vulnerability, faint marks blooming across your skin from his rough hands, and his insatiable smirk watching the tide of your pleasure rise and fall. "Breathe, my darling; each breath—oooohhh, yesss—draws my seed deeper…" He leaned in closer to your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine as he whispered, "You wished to be bred, am I correct? To carry my child, to be forever marked as mine?" He merely chuckled at your confused response but only uttered a whimper of pleasure in return. "Good girl…"

FREAKY FLINS! wished to be tied up, though he’d never admit it without a wry little smile. The notion of surrendering even a fraction of control thrilled him—silken rope crossing his wrists, gold eyes half-lidded as if to hide the way his pulse jumped. He’d murmur half-jokes about 'research into restraint,' yet the moment a knot slid tight, he’d exhale, long and trembling, as though the weight of his self-control had finally lifted. Every soft sound that left his throat betrayed how deeply he enjoyed being handled, even while pretending indifference. He liked the symmetry of it: his fine shirt unbuttoned just enough to expose the line of his collarbone, his hair falling over the bindings at his wrists. "Careful—haaah, oohh—" he’d drawl, voice still low and cultured, "I might start enjoying this far too much." The ropes became a language between you: every tug answered by a quiver, every brush of fingers across the knots answered by a breathy sound caught halfway between a curse and a plea.

To see him bound was to watch contradiction incarnate—the dignified Fae noble and lightkeeper reduced to stillness, yet radiating power even in submission. He would lift his head, eyes hazy, and whisper something in his native tongue—words that could mean "more," or "harder," or simply "please." Whatever their meaning, they always ended the same: with him shivering against his restraints, a faint smile curving his mouth, murmuring through his teeth, "Just like that… yes… haaah—keep me right here, masterrrrr."

[kisakis-boyfriend]

Ngl……what bsd men do you think are the easiest to impregnate/breed?(ATSUSHI, ATSUSHI, ATSUSHI, his birthday is tomorrow from where i am and all i think about is giving him babies for his birthday 💔)

1. Atsushi – He is the most breedable, that much we can all agree on. It doesn't take much at all to have him begging for you to knock him up, and he happily accepts it when you hold him down and cum inside over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and–

2. Sigma – Just…look at him! That's a face that screams "fill my holes or I'll cry 🥺". And cry he does, screaming your name until his throat is hoarse while you fuck him raw and deep, cumming so much that it threatens to all burst out unless you remain buried in him.

3. Nikolai – Whether you're even trying to impregnate him or not, Nikolai will coax you into it regardless. "Noooo, baby, don't pull out! I don't wanna lose any 🥺". It's always just one more round, just one more load, just one more time, please? And you inevitably give in, because watching Nikolai black out from feeling another hot load of cum flood his womb is too precious.

4. Fukuzawa – Breeding sexy older men is a necessity, ok? Imagine slower, more gentle breeding where Fukuzawa is moaning and gasping in your ear, clinging to your back, and telling you how excited he is to have your babies~ Fukuzawa wants to cockwarm you throughout the rest of the day too, grumbling whenever you have to pull out for any reason.

5. Kunikida – If you try to bring up breeding outside of sex, he's going to become extremely flustered and maybe try to hit you on the head with his journal… but once you're actually buried deep inside his ass, and that first load hits him, Kunikida changes his tune damn fast. From then on he's babbling about how he's ready to start a family with you, so please please please don't pull out! You have to cum in him again or else he might not get pregnant!!