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I'm not even going to be vague about what sparked this. Do not fucking censor the word 'stole.' I'm at my fucking limit.
I have been wanting to write something a little more spicy since the last one I wrote was... in 2024. So it's been a while!
While this isn't my favorite thing to write, I still enjoy it since I am a SUCKER for emotional intimacy (the joys of being aroace/j). That all to say, I was really happy with how this one turned out! Now onto the tags:
(TW: sexual content (DUH; not super explicit, but nothing all that fluffy either), mental health issues (specifically bipolar disorder and hypersexuality), and mentions of past mental health struggles)
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"Aah—! R-R-Red! R-Red, mi fior…!"
Luigi winced as they pressed their palms down on Daisy's shoulders as she panted heavily, her eyes widened in lust as she stared at them incredulously. Still, she didn't protest as Luigi caught their breath, their eyes meeting hers, even in the dim light.
Their legs trembled; for a moment, they were tempted to close their legs fully, though it dissipated as they felt the unbearable tingling sensation evaporate once Daisy pulled away. They drew in a breath through their teeth at the withdrawal, feeling raw and exposed as though flames were licking at their folds. It took everything within them to maintain their word, though he knew Daisy needed it.
Especially on a night such as this.
They couldn't help smiling at her, albeit sympathetically, as they managed to catch their breath… none of it was truly her fault, they knew.
They'd imagined the neurons in her brain exploding like fireworks the past week, unrelenting and loud. Even the simplest things could send sparks radiationg through her nerves, driving her to chase the sensation further. She'd do anything to do whatever she told herself to before it disappeared, even disregard her own wellbeing or others if she had to, so long as it never left. In time, calmness became secondary, or even forgotten.
… how could one eat or sleep when there were so many things she needed to do?
The past few days, they watched her carefully, guiding when necessary, as they awaited the flames to die down. She couldn't tell reality from fiction, yet they and Peasley had ensured she remained rooted to the earth all the same. Even as her body became engulfed in flames from the sensation. She was higher than life itself, as far as she was concerned, most days… but in the end, they knew the sheer horror and confusion of it all would overwhelm her.
Some nights, they lamented they couldn't do more, though they knew they were only doing what she needed. They'd give anything to stamp out the fires and pull her out, holding her in their arms until they both took their last breaths.
… although such a thing wasn't possible… they were glad to be the one guiding her through it.
Even if they merely led her to solid ground, it was far better than letting her alone. If they were the hand she reached out for in the dark, they were happy to be there.
And besides… she was doing great, all things considered.
She was trying… and that's all they could ask of her.
"Ey…" they whispered, caressing the side of her face lovingly, biting their lower lip. "Ey… l-lookit me, fiore… t-t-take it easy, yeah…? N-No need to rush…"
Daisy said nothing as her breaths steadied. Her chest heaved, even as she sat in place before them. Before long, she bowed her head, her mouth still agape as she lowered her arms from the headboard. Sweat poured from her forehead in droves, and her muscles seemingly tingled with electricity.
Carefully, Luigi cupped her elbows in his palms, allowing her to look up at them with her wide-eyed gaze. They could already see her thoughts racing, even as she sat still, her hands shaking as she resisted the urges chanting to grab.
Rip.
Destroy.
Anything.
"It's still going," she practically growled under her breath, her teeth gritted as her eyes darted up and down their body. "Luigi, it's still fucking going—"
"Shhh… shh… it's okay. B-Breathe," Luigi crooned, tracing soft lines along her muscular arms. "N-No rush here, fiore, yeah…? I'm r-r-right here…"
Daisy said nothing as she continued to stare at them, waiting for their signal.
With the golden light streaming through the drawn curtains dousing her back, Luigi dared to say she resembled an angel. Her soft breasts heaved with each breath she drew in, however tempting it was for them to feel as they bore in mind her trepidation; even just a single touch could cause them to escalate.
These things needed time, after all.
Luigi could only smile up at her as they snuggled against the pillows once more, taking in a deep breath as they cupped a hand at her hip, inching her closer. Slowly, they spread their thighs apart, an act that all but sent Daisy over the edge as she gripped their wrists tight.
"Luigi…" she whined through her teeth, her body trembling as she tried her hardest to keep her gaze leveled with theirs.
But just as always, Luigi stayed patient. With a light chukle, they thumbed over the veins in her wrist, taking pride in the way her cheeks flushed red — even in the dim light, her face was as clear as day.
"I-I-I'm ready, fiore," they nodded, trying their hardest to keep their legs from shaking. "Y-Yellow."
They could see the frustration welling in her eyes, though she held strong with their hand in hers. Slowly, she ensured the strap was angled just right — with Luigi's hand guiding. Luigi nearly stifled a whimper as the tip pressed against their folds. The filthiest part of them wanted to beg Daisy to disregard all they'd talked about.
If they could, they would have screamed to the stars for her to ravish them until they were a trembling mess upon the bedsheets.
However… now was not the time for such nonsense.
"Aah…" Luigi gasped, squeezing their eyes shut tight as Daisy slid inside. Their stomach felt fluttery as they adjusted to her presence, though they could feel the anxiety coursing through her veins as she gripped their hand tight.
She was doing so good.
So… so good…
They felt tears welling in their eyes as they managed to look up at her, only to find her expression tense and lustful.
Her eyes danced with a sort of animalistic desire they could only dream of releasing once the flames died down. Her lower lip nearly bled as her teeth punctured the soft skin, her jaw tight as her molars bit down hard. Her hands trembled as she slowly penetrated further, stopping only when Luigi whimpered or gasped.
Though everything within her craved for more, it wasn't what she needed.
It wasn't what either of them needed.
"L-Luigi…" she whined, her hand suddenly gripping their shoulder as her nails dug into their skin. "Luigi… I… I… I want you… bad…"
Luigi held back a laugh as they traced her jawline with their thumb. "I-I know you do, fiore… I d-d-do, too," they nodded, their gaze meeting hers once more. "S-Slow and steady, yeah…? Slow…"
Daisy began panting, her eyes wide as tears threatened to escape. She was trying so hard, Luigi saw… she loved them more than anything else in the world.
She would do anything for them…
"Luigi…" she whispered, her voice wavering as she began to shrink. "Luigi… I… I love… you… I… don't… I don't wanna… h-hurt… you…"
She then laid her forehead against their collarbone, her hot breaths tickling their chest as she gripped them tighter. It took everything within them not to come undone in her arms, though they allowed a bit of respite.
They had nothing but time, after all.
Their entire body trembled as with each movement Daisy made, the shaft shifted against their walls, pressing against their clit just the way they liked it. They could see the struggle warring in her touches as her fingers interlaxed theirs, her nails digging into their knuckles as she tried to tame the roaring flames growing within her.
Luigi tried not to sound too desperate, however. Both had agreed tonight would've been about the both of them… and they were determined to see it to the end.
"I l-l-love you too, fiore…" they crooned, nuzzling their cheek against the top of her head. "Y-You're so good to me, y-yeah…?"
Daisy managed to look up, humming lowly as her hips rolled against theirs. Her face was a deep red, bleeding to her eyes as tears began rolling down her cheeks.
By stars, she wanted them badly.
Torturous pleasure.
A necessary evil.
"F-Fuck…" she whined, squeezing their hand tight as she gasped inwardly. "Fuck…!"
Luigi giggled nervously, their heart fluttering as they managed to wrap their legs around her waist, stifling a moan as the strap's tip pressed against their cervix. "Th-Th-That's it, fiore… yeah…" they whimpered, their other hand drawing claw marks over her shoulderblades. "Y-You're doing g-g-grea—"
"More…!" Daisy demanded.
"Daisy—"
"MORE!"
"Hey… hey," Luigi placed a hand on her chest, causing her to jump.
Immediately, she looked up at them, her eyes glistening wet with unshed tears. Her hand found their thigh, squeezing the fat until a gasp erupted from their chest, to which she shuddered. Her body shivered, though whether out of fear or sheer lust, Luigi wasn't sure.
Though, in the end, she stumbled, panting hard as she hugged them once more.
"S-Sorry…" she mewled into their neck. A small sob broke from her vocal cords as she stroked the back of their neck softly. "I… I'm… I'm trying… I… I want you… so… bad…"
Luigi couldn't help themself as they brushed her hair from her sweaty forehead, kissing between her eyes as they brought her face up by their palms.
"Amore," they crooned, tracing her freckles like constellations. "You're trying. Calmati. Abbiamo tutta la notte, si…?"
Daisy sniffled, wrapping her fingers around their small wrists. "Y-You're… you're so fucking hot…" she whimpered, finally allowing herself to let her tears fall in full. "I… I'm so scared… I w-want you so bad… b-but… I… I…"
"Shhh…" Luigi smiled, feeling tears gathering in their own eyes as they laced their fingers with hers once more. "Fiore… fiore… I'm n-n-not mad at you… y-you're trying s-s-so hard…"
"But—"
"Ah ah… y-you're better than you were, mhm…? It h-h-hurts, yeah…?"
"YES!"
"But… y-y-you feel better doing it… r-right…?"
Daisy thought for a moment before nodding.
"Yeah… s-s-see…? That's my g-girl…"
Luigi wriggled upwards, wincing as the strap nudged their vulva rather painfully, though they kept their composure as they pulled Daisy's waist flush to theirs. Her hands found their way to their backside, and they held back a chuckle as her fingers twitched.
"I w-w-want you to d-d-do something, fiore…" they requested, tracing the scar lining her left cheek. "What's s-s-something you wanna do…? S-Something calm… a-anything you can think of…"
Daisy merely stared at them for a moment, her mouth agape as her eyes darted between their nethers to Luigi's freckled nose. Still, Luigi never once rushed her, even as she stayed silent for seemingly an eternity.
She needed time, and they were willing to give her any amount she needed.
Their legs dangled by her hips as they sat atop her lap, laying their cheek against her collarbone in a gentle maneuver. In turn, they could feel her fingers tracing patterns along the vertebrae dotting their back.
Her breaths shuddered as the fires grew, her compulsions for destruction and lust peaked. Her gasps and swallows, while music to Luigi's ears, also served as a reminder of what the night symbolized, with every squirm from her hips to the stifled squeaks escpaing her lips.
She was doing so good…
"… c-c-can I kiss you…?"
Luigi nearly jumped as her words brushed against the shell of their ear. If they hadn't been so close to her, they were certain it would have gone unnoticed.
Nevertheless, they sat upright, only to find her staring at them just as she had before: terrified and lustful. Though, to their satisfaction… there was the tiniest ounce of pride.
"I… I want to kiss you…" she repeated, nodding as if to reassure herself.
In return, Luigi smiled, warming her jaw with their palm as their tongue brushed against the backs of their teeth. Though the thought was certainly pleasant… they had to be sure.
"Of course, fiore…" they whispered. "I-I-If that's what you want…"
Another long silence ensued as Daisy mulled over her words.
Until…
"Yes," she nodded, her voice now confident as her shoulders relaxed. "Yes… yes, I want this… please…"
Luigi could have melted…
Their lips stuttered as they inched closer, holding her jaw gently in their palm. Her eyes glimmered in wanton lust as her hands found their way into their hair, gripping their bangs firmly. Luigi shuddered as the strap's tip nudged their walls once more, though none of it mattered.
He could see her trying to tame her impatience, knowing their pace… she was doing so good…
Eventually, their lips parted, taking in hers as though they were made for one another.
They were no stranger to her kisses… sometimes they were gentle and quick, but others were much deeper… intimate. One of the many things they loved about her was her words through her gestures; even if she stayed quiet, the tiniest bit of movement could give her thoughts away if one looked hard enough.
This time, they could taste it clear as day: desperation and devotion.
She was desperate to eat them alive, her hands clutching the soft locks of their hair as she hummed against their lips. Her moans became stifled as her hips slowly rolled, whining through her teeth as the sensation grew stronger, only for Luigi's soft hand against her navel to tame the flames.
Devotion… well… they didn't need to look much further.
With every grasp and and stifled moan, she never once strayed too far, not even as her thoughts seemingly drove her to the edge. Her hands remained stable, even as her fingers twitched to grab and squeeze. Her eyes, though wide and wild, still shone through with a tenderness she held especially for them each time their gaze met.
Luigi yelped as her arm slithered around the back of their waist as she pulled them closer. For a moment, Daisy looked panicked, until Luigi smiled, nuzzling their cheek against her breast before joining her lips once more.
She was doing so good…
They weren't sure how long they stayed in each others' embrace, listening to the sounds of their lips and occasional whimpers. Bliss was beyond anything Luigi could have ever experienced with her, knowing how far they had come. Their legs practically felt like jelly, their stomach fluttering as they thought about everything they loved about her.
They scarcely even minded their own pleasure by then.
Such a thing was beneath them now that Daisy lay in their arms, listless as she fought an ongoing battle against her own mind. The flames were yet to die down, though for a time, she could relax. There was no doubt that such an effort would exhaust her… though they knew she would be happier from it once she came to.
Daisy let out a ragged breath as she finally parted, her eyes welling with tears once more. However, this time… she couldn't stop herself from smiling.
"Luigi…" she panted, nuzzling her cheek against their neck as she stared up at them lovingly. "I… I love you… I love you…"
Luigi let out a soft laugh, brushing her bangs from her eyes.
They didn't need words to tell them what came next.
They knew.
"Green, fiore…" they finally smiled, tracing their fingers up the strap's shaft. "S-S-Slow."
reminder that this is what bats being held inhumanely look like !
many photographers/researchers either pin the bats wings back or hold them outstretched by their wrists, which are both inhumane and incredibly painful for the bat.
so next time you see a 'cute' up-close shot of a bat, please check if its facial expression matches any of these before sharing/interacting with it, as it spreads and normalizes the inhumane methods of handling bats — thank you !
an informational page on this topic ! recommended read ♥︎
