Hello!~ I would like to join in on your Heart's Desire Motel event. Can I be with Sylus in the parlor? .////. Please and thank you in advance <3
NOW ENTERING HEART'S DESIRE MOTEL
cw: gun play, riding, commands, dom/sub, blowjobs
Sylus looked out of place in the pink parlor. He was hunched over, cleaning his gun while you sat across him in a cushioned chair with rose gold detailing. Sitting on your hands, you swung your feet back and forth as you watched intently.
“You like what you see, kitten?” Sylus didn’t even glance up, just continued clean his gun.
Not responding, you got up from your seat, an idea sticking to your mind like gum. Sylus finally look up from his gun while you rounded the table and stood in front of him. He raised a brow.
Placing your hands on his shoulders with a determined look, you straddled thighs, sitting on his knees.
“Well that’s one way to get my attention.” He leaned back with a smug smile, not even mad you interrupted him.
“Can we try something?”
“Whatever you want,” He easily agreed.
Heat crept up on your face, clearing your throat, you turned your head to the side. Shyness dripped off your form. Not wanting to lose your cool, you stumbled out, “Use your gun.”
Sylus blinked, not understanding, “Use…. my gun?”
You nodded slowly, “Use it against me, please?”
“Like this?” Sylus brought the gun underneath your chin, finger away from the trigger.
Your breathing instantly picked up. The threat only turned you on. Shifting further down on his lap, you pressed your hips flush to his.
Sylus slipped right in the same mindset as you, “Take your clothes off for me.”
You didn’t immediately listen, waiting to see what he would do. Sylus scowled at you. Digging the gun further under your chin, your neck craned to accommodate it. Understand the threat, you lifted your shirt up and over your head. You reached behind to unclip your bra, but Sylus slapped your hands away.
With ease, he flicked it open. Sagging your shoulders, you let the garment fall down your arms. Throwing it somewhere in the room, you slowly got off his lap to peel your pants off. Neither of your broke eye contact as the cold metal left your skin, but stayed pointed at you.
Standing between his knees, you undid your pants and stepped out them. You stood before him in a part of flimsy panties. If you parted your legs, an obvious wet spot had already formed.
Sylus flicked the gun, “The panties too, kitten.”
Hooking your fingers under the band, you tugged it off. You were completely bare in front him. Your feet curled in, trying not to hide yourself from him.
“Undo my belt.”
Listening, you leaned over and unlooped the buckle until the belt was released. You stopped, waiting for his next command.
“Now my pants.”
Eager, you undid his pants like you did yours. As you fingers unzipped it, you could feel how hard he was. Gulping, you spied his bulge in his underwear. You flinched back when the gun hit the center of your forehead.
“Pull it out. Better make me wet enough because that’s all you’re getting for prep.”
You moaned at his harsh words. Pulling his underwear down and his pants further down his hips for better access, his cock sprung up from where it was confined. It slapped against his stomach, almost reaching his belly button.
Ready to serve, you leaned forward and licked from the bottom to the head. Knowing you wouldn’t be able to take him fully, you went to wrap your hand around the hilt. Though the gun cocking had you freeze.
“No hands.”
Ripping your hand away, you wrapped your lips around his cockhead and sucked. He groaned and buck his hips forward. Clenching your thumb between your fingers, you forced yourself down. You got about half-way when you gagged. Ignoring you reflex, you went down further. What you couldn’t reach with your mouth, you swirled your tongue around.
Sylus was a big man in many ways, so you needed his cock as wet as possible if you even thought of taking him. Though, you knew your cunt was dripping.
Bobbing your head, you kept going further down with each gulping. Sylus bucked his hips as your throat clenched around his head. Gripping your hair, he ripped you away from him.
“I think that’s enough, come here, kitten.”
Forcing you back up on lap, he didn’t care about the drool coating your bottom lip. He licked the mess of your face as you hovered over his aching dick. Grabbing the base of his cock, he guided the head to your hole. Shifting the position of the gun, he brought it back under your chin.
“Ride me.”
Not needing any other words, you pushed your hips down. Gravity was your best friend as his cock breached your hole and teared you open in the best way possible. Your breath caught in your throat as he rubbed against your gummy walls. He just kept going and it took you a couple moments to be able to take him to the hilt.
Your hands gripped onto his red dress shirt, using anything to stabilize yourself. Whimpers and whines pour from your mouth as you swirled your hips. He was so much and no matter where you moved, he bullied the spot deep in you.
The biting metal tilted your chin up more.
“I said ride me.”
Hazy with bleary, lidded eyes, you barely processed his words. Those piercing red irises offered you no mercy. With shaking thighs, you lifted your hips up so he was almost out and then slammed back down. You cried out as he jammed right against your cervix.
Establishing a rhythm, you fucked yourself over and over as Sylus sat back and watched. His free hand grabbed on the fat of your hip and helped you drop down on his cock.
To your best effort, you tried to fuck yourself as Sylus did—hard, fast and with frightening precision. Though, you were quickly running out of stamina and your thighs burned.
“Need help, kitten?”
“Please, I need you,” You begged, ready for your release.
Throwing the gun onto the table with little regard, he clutched onto your waist and meet your thrusts. Using your waist as leverage, he bounced you up and down while he hips bucked upwards. You collapsed onto his chest and let him take the reigns.
Planting his feet down fully, he fucked up into you. Moans poured from your lips not caring if someone heard you. With another punch to your g-spot, you came with a whimper. Sylus followed right behind you, his cum coating your spasming walls. You whined at hotness deep in you.
Sylus sagged down and shifted his hold to hug you to his chest. Softly, he rubbed up and down your back making no movement to leave your warmth. He kissed your temple and smiled at how crazy you both are. He looked at the gun laid on the table that was never loaded. The magazine wasn’t even in the gun. He wouldn’t risk even the possibility of you getting hurt.
hii this is for heart's desire lol kinda obvious but with rafayel at the pool? 😚😚
Have a wonderful day omggg!!
NOW ENTERING HEART'S DESIRE MOTEL
cw: semi-public sex, cunnilingus, rafayel is a tease :(
The faint sound of crickets can be heard as you absentmindedly kick your feet in the luke warm water of the pool. Leisurely, you lean back on your hands and stare up at the night sky.
Splashing approaching you pulled you from your star gazing.
“What you look at, cutie?”
Looking down, Rafayel swam towards you and leaned his arms on your lap. Tilting his head down, he rested his chin on his crossed forearms. He stared up at you, waiting for your response.
“Nothing really, just taking in the view.”
“I see, I see,” Rafayel said absentmindedly, something else completely on his mind. He got up from his hunched position and with ease parted your legs.
You squinted your eyes at him, “What are you doing?”
Rafayel peered up from under his long eyelashes, “Just taking in the view.”
His slender fingers shifted from your knees and drifted up your thighs. Your pores raised at his chilled fingers dancing on your skin. Working up to the strings of your bikini, he fiddled with the little bows keeping your nether region from being exposed.
Quickly, one of your hands covered his to stop him from unraveling the string. “Hey! We are in public.”
Rafayel leaned forward with hum. From his position in the pool, he reached right under your top. Shaking you off, he nosed the skin before nipping it. “I don’t care. There’s no one around.”
Yelping when he nipped again, you lamely protested, “But still.”
Planting a kiss where he bit, he continued his trail down until he reached the hem of your bottoms. “It’s okay. I’ll listen for anyone coming.”
Weighing the options, your brain foregone all reasoning as he kissed your clit over the top of your bikini. Spreading your legs further, you let yourself trust him.
Giggling into your cunt, Rafayel went back to the strings. Delicately, he drew back the ties, the thin fabric falling around. Leaning back, Rafayel grabbed the undone bottoms and pulled them away from your wet pussy. A gloss covered your clit, enticing him.
“Look at you,” He blew air, laughing when your thighs clenched in response, “and you were protesting, but you’re just excited as me.”
Retaliating, you pulled his hair. Rafayel scowled up at you and turned his head to bit the inside of your thigh. Your hand still in his hair, you were going to tug again, but he gripped your wrist and forced your hand down.
“Naughty girl,” He huffed.
You opened your mouth to argue, but he gave your clit a tiny lick. A little moan tumbled out instead. Rafayel hummed, pleased at distracting you. The vibrations only made you more needy. Wrapping his lips around the bud, he sucked. Your thighs jumped up and you moaned louder than you intended.
He didn’t stop as he suckled and flicked the bud wit his tongue. The hand not hold your wrist done, stroked up to your hip and held on. His thumb brushed against your puffy lips, but never straying past that.
“Please, please, go inside,” You begged, wanting to be filled.
Rafayel went “Uh uh,” and shook his head no, not leaving your clit. You cried from the sensation and him denying you.
Dipping down, Rafayel tongued your slit. He caught the rim of your hole and then the bud over and over. Not enough to give you anything. You bucked your hips, wanting the stimulation once more.
Forcing you closer, you collapsed on your elbows. Rafayel swirling his tongue around your opening and then breached inside your pussy. Tongue fucking you with no resolve, the thumb caressing your labia went to your clit and pressed. He was relentless as he twiddled the bundle of nerves.
Your chest heaved as he brought you closer and closer. As your thighs spasmed, threatening to clamp down on his head, he switched back to suckling. It was too much. You came with a hiccup, the moan caught in your throat.
Rafayel pulled his tongue from you, but kept a pleasant pressure on your cunt to help you winding down. Unable to hold yourself up, you collapsed backwards on the cement ground of the public pool.
“That good?” Rafayel called, standing at full height.
You grumbled out a response, not wanting to admit, yeah it was that good.
welcome to heart's desire motel, the place just for strangers and lovers alike to kindle flourishing urges. if you find yourself here, come inside and be lulled by the warmth of another beside you. no one who enters leaves alone. heaven waits on the other side.
RULES
this is an 18+ ONLY event, minors are not allowed as this will be nsfw.
to play the game you must send an ask to select ONE sweetheart and ONE location you would like to spend your time with at the motel (ex can i be with gojo at the pool). there will be limited availability for each location, only up to three repeats for each. when they are unavailable it will become crossed off.
DUE DATE FOR REQUESTS ARE FEBRUARY 1ST.
AVAILABILITY
where would you and your sweetheart like to have your rendezvous?
honeymoon suite: for those who value privacy when spending the night with their new found love.
parlor: an area a little more on the adventurous side. still out of the public eye, but can you keep quiet enough not to raise suspicion?
pool: will the night sky be enough to shroud you from wandering gazes?
lady's room: let's hope the door is actually locked and it's not too busy for someone to try the handle.
gentleman's bar: fortune favors the bold, or so the saying goes. or maybe you just like being watched.
Summary: Silver loves you most, and he can’t bear to part with you. He wants you to feel the intensity of his love for you, yet you push him away. He can’t take it. He can’t stand that at all.
Note: Aren’t you tired of being a virtuous knight, Silver? Don’t you wanna go apeshit????
Just stay as you are, that’s all Silver asks. If he could protect you without removing himself from your side, he’d do so without question, but paranoia had taken hold of his virtue and warped it into vice. Still, he did not want to hurt you, nor did he want blood on his hands. It would taint Malleus’s image if his own ward were to take a life for selfish reasons, yet Lilia was more than willing to keep his son from thinking of doing so anyway. The only option for Silver to keep you safe was to lock you away. Lilia dealt with outsiders that dared try to take you from his son.
Unusually enough, you developed his same condition of narcolepsy under his custody. Rarely does your sleep schedule align with Silver’s, however. You slept longer, and fell asleep at sporadic times of the day. Whenever you did fall asleep and Silver was awake, he’d observe the serene rise and fall of your chest with adoration in his eyes until he had to forcefully snap himself out of it. He would waste hours of the day simply watching you in blissful rest, but would it be a waste if he only enjoyed it? No. Of course not.
Sometimes he’d fall asleep while redressing you after a bath. Sometimes you’d fall asleep during a meal while he was feeding you. Sometimes you’d both be awake and you’d try to negotiate tearfully for some sort of peaceful resolution, but the conversation alone wore you out and you’d fall asleep yet again. Either way, the only way out was through him or Lilia who would come when both of you would be knocked out to complete the tasks you started before. He doesn’t mind doing this much. You’re practically family now!
You’re safest here, and that remains an unshakable truth for Silver. No matter how much stress you put yourself under, blissful rest would come after to cushion your angry thoughts.
...If that was the case, then why did he feel so terrible running his hands down your body when you were incapacitated? Your skin was so soft and warm beneath his calloused palms. He couldn’t stop himself from grinding his clothed crotch against yours as he felt beneath your pajama shirt. Of course, it was his shirt he let you wear, and it suited you way better. The hem of it had already been shifted right below your collarbones, revealing your soft chest to him.
Your nipples were hardened by the cold air of his room and Silver couldn’t stop himself from latching onto your chest like a baby and kneading the other while continuously rocking his hips against yours. ‘It’s not enough,’ he thinks to himself; the friction isn’t enough to get him off anymore. He wants to feel you more. He wants to drown in your smell.
He has had enough sex education from school and his father to know what to do with his own arousal. He’d never engaged in intercourse with you before, and swore he’d never do so until you finally could accept your circumstances. Even so, you adjusted so well in his care and even allowed him to bathe you— it’s time, isn’t it? He’s had enough fucking your thighs and cumming on your ass and chest while you were asleep. He wants to take that next step with you.
The next thing Silver knew, his boxers were discarded off to the side of the bed as was your underwear and shorts. He ran his fingers down your slit, gathering your juices on his fingers and pushing two of them into your cunt. The muscles of your thighs twitch at the intrusion and your face contorts slightly, but you still remain unconscious. It’s not like he’s hadn’t fingered you after getting himself off before. He couldn’t bear keeping pleasure to himself while you sat there so prettily for him.
Trailing his nose downward, his tongue meets his thrusting fingers by the entrance of your pussy and swipes upwards to your clit to suck at the erect mound. It took a few tries before to get the reaction he wanted, but taking Lilia’s advice had surely paid off when your walls clench around his fingers. He had your walls constricted around three of his fingers before pulling them out and sucking on them, unlatching them with a wet pop. You even taste heavenly.
Silver’s tongue dives down to your cunt as he placed his mouth flat against your pussy to get his tongue as deep into you as possible for a better taste of your juices. By now, your thighs twitched sporadically as he massaged them gently as they rested against his shoulders. His pale hair was now messed up from the friction of being between your thighs, but he could care less about his appearance right now. He just wants you to cum into his mouth.
His dick twitched and leaked against the blankets of his bed, rubbing against the fabric and making it sensitive with every passing second. It took all of his willpower not to cum before you, keeping his eyes trained on the lewd expressions on your face as he continued to fuck his tongue into you. When your walls clench around his tongue again his hand comes over your thigh to press his thumb against your clit, sending you over the edge with a whimper.
“Even like this,” Silver heaves over your twitching hole, your release dripping down his lips and chin. “You’re still asleep?”
His tongue runs over his lips catching as much as your cum as he can before sitting up on his knees again. Cock erect almost painfully, Silver abstains from shoving his entire length into you as he positions himself between your thighs.
Silver’s nearly out of breath from your warmth radiating off your skin. “Just the tip...” he mumbles to himself.
By the seven, you’re so pretty, you know that? Your hair is disheveled by the slightest toss of your head on his pillow and your expressions are so serene. You barely have any idea what he does when you’re asleep. You’re so vulnerable right now, and he has you all to himself without anyone to come between you and him. You’re all his to admire from now until he dies.
By the time his tip passes through the entrance of your pussy, your brows twitch in discomfort. Isn’t it a little early for you to wake up?
“Mmh?” Your vision is blurry as you groan.
Silver’s breath hitches in his throat and his hips falter, and suddenly the entirety of his length sinks into you. The sting of the stretch wakes you up forcefully like a bucket of ice water. Your body freezes up as you’re met with Silver’s flushed expression over yours.
“S-Sil—,” you’re barely able to say his name correctly as your thighs twitch around his waist. You feel too paralyzed to even twist out of his grasp.
“I-I’m sorry—,” he holds your face gently kissing your cheek as his cock pulls out gently and thrusts back in. “But I want you so much.”
The force of his thrust makes your spine arch unwillingly as he begins to piston his hips too fast for you to process the whole situation. All you could feel was his breath against your jawline and his cock pounding into your sweet spot. Silver knows your body from touching it so many times that he knows exactly how he should move to have you cream on his dick. Lilia had gave a few tips of his own as well— which surprisingly was useful when used in practice.
“‘M gonna... cum—,” he moans against your lips, pecking at them as if he was asking for your to kiss him back. “You’re so wet...”
In a moment of panic, you tug at his shirt with whatever sanity you had left. He needed to pull out— you weren’t even married, better yet, you didn’t want someone who held you captive to cum in you!
“S-Sil— p-pull—,” you stutter out as his hips rut frantically against yours. The tempo of his thrusts knocking the wind out of your chest as his hands pinned you onto the bed— exactly where he wanted you to be. “P-pull out!”
As soon as the last word fell from your lips your legs unconsciously tighten around his hips and your walls clamp down on him simultaneously. Heat spills into you as your body trembles from orgasm. Tears brim your eyes as Silver tries to wipe them as they slide down your skin. His soft lips press against your damp skin in attempt to soothe you. Even when your thighs slide onto the bed from exhaustion he keeps his soft cock pressed into you as he holds you close to his chest.
More pecks against your collarbone follow as he whispers ‘I love you’s’ like a chant to ward off those dreadful words you thought of saying to him. The entire time he doesn’t let go of you, choosing to remain a tangled mess of limbs on your shared bed until you both fell asleep again. With you falling back into your dormant state, Silver could only sit and wait before he, too, could join you in your blissful dreams, whatever they were. There, he’s certain you still imagine him as your lover and not your captor.
Another AO3 thing I’m curious about, how do yall decide if something is good enough to read? Usually I follow a rule of 1 kudos for every 10 hits. One because it’s easy math and two it’s yet to fail me. Thoughts? Do you just go for it and pray it’s good?
꒰ ͜͡➸ Shuji decides to give himself to you on your birthday, fulfilling one of your fantasies - waking you up with his head between your thighs
❖ Character: Hanma
❖ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB
❖ Wordcount: 1731
❖ WARNINGS: no dynamic, somnophilia, oral (reader receiving), fingering, creampies, cum eating (Shuji his own), aftercare, set on readers birthday, biting (one time)
❖ A/n: Happy Birthday Ari my love! @jousk4s 🫶
Shuji never cared for many people in his life - he simply never had to. His small circle of friends was more than enough to keep him satisfied, never overwhelmed and then he met you. Ever since you came into his life, he started caring a lot about everything, wanting to be by your side at all times because your presence brought him so much simple joy. Your banter back and forth or the way you never take his shit was something so addicting to him, it felt like you were his new favorite drug and he wasn't planning on ever stopping you. So when you were sleeping soundly on your birthday morning, Shuji started to get impatient. Your naked body was curled into his, soft breaths came out of your mouth when your hand held onto his tattooed one.
Perhaps he could stay like this for the rest of the day, not minding much to just laze around, but the way you started pressing your body into him started to affect him. “Babe, wake up,” he mumbled softly and started to kiss your exposed shoulder ever so gently, but no reaction came from you. Only minutes later, the globes of your ass rubbed against his hardened length again and a low moan escaped his lips. He needed you wrapped around his cock, but he didn't want to interrupt your much-deserved sleep, especially not on your special day. Or could he? Could he use your body for his own pleasure? Unconsciously, his hips started rutting against your ass while he was thinking about the time you told him about that little fantasy of yours, which neither of you have explored yet - perhaps today would be the perfect opportunity.
Ever so gently, Hanma peeled back the covers from your still-sleeping body to position you on your back, only stopping when you stirred. Once you settled back into your slumber, he smiled to himself and pried your legs apart, revealing your little cunt to him. He truly thought that he's the luckiest man alive at that moment, having such a beautiful partner. His eyes couldn't get enough of you, feasting on the sight of your perfect tits and your nipples slowly perked up from the cool room temperature, but his gaze dropped lower. When his eyes settled on your core, he almost drooled as he leaned closer between your thighs. The view was breathtaking to him - your pussy on full display for him and when he parted your folds with the utmost care, your little hole clenched around nothing.
Just as your cunt clenched, a small amount of his cum leaked out, a reminder of the night shared and the fact that you let him fill you up to the brim with his cum each and every time. The sight caused goosebumps to rise on Hanmas skin before instinctively leaning in and letting his tongue glide through your cum-glazed folds. A soft moan escaped him at the taste of your combined juices melting on the tip of his tongue, as well as the fact that you weren't even aware of what was happening between your thighs.
Gauging your reaction as he looked up, he found you still fast asleep and smirked to himself, knowing you always fantasized about this, wanting to be woken up with pleasure and you gave your full permission if Shuji ever wanted to do that. Nestling his body between your spread legs, he gently spread your folds anew before his tongue darted out, but he stopped right before it made contact with your bundle of nerves. A little bead of saliva dribbled off his tongue and onto your clit, the fluid slowly running down to your entrance where his tongue eagerly caught it again to lick all the way back up to your clit. Once his tongue swirled around your clit once - twice, he sucked the little pearl between his lips, and your thighs started to tremble.
Small pants were coming from your still-sleeping body as you started to squirm from his never-ending onslaught on your little cunt. Shuji spelled his name out on your clit with his tongue, gently sucking on the nub after every word before licking up the fresh arousal leaking out of your entrance, where he dipped his tongue in, just to spell his name on your clit right after again. Hanma slowly sat up in a kneeling position, his tongue never leaving your cunt, but he couldn't restrain himself any further from getting some friction. For a split moment, he stopped his assault on your pussy to spit a mix of saliva and your arousal into his hand before stroking his own cock at a slow pace while his tongue resumed the mix of licking and flicking over your bundle of nerves.
Shuji got so turned on by your body's raw reactions to his touch that he barely registered how close you were until he slipped two fingers into your weeping cunt. A single groan erupted from his lips against your folds when you immediately squeezed his digits so tightly and his eyes rolled back. He removed his hand from his own dick to edge himself since he wanted to give you another creampie after feasting on your pussy. Long fingers pumped into you at a slow pace, but each curl went directly against your sweet spot and before you knew it, your body stirred awake. Confusion set in when you felt a tight knot in your stomach, but just as you wanted to speak up, the wave of arousal crashed into you and threw you head first into such an intense orgasm that your ears were ringing. “Shuji~” you moaned out desperately, wanting to ask what's going on, but your orgasm made you moan his name before it rendered you into a moaning mess.
Once you rode out your high, Shuji's head leaned against your thighs as his fingers remained inside of you, unmoving. “Good morning, my sweet and happy birthday,” he cooed before pressing a single kiss to your clit that made you shudder from how sensitive you were after this orgasm. The heat slowly creeped up to your face when you realized that he just ate you out for god knows how long while you were sleeping and it only made you clench around his fingers. Hanma smirked when he felt you clench. “My dirty little bunny,” he chuckled when he realized just how turned on you were by the fact that he pleasured you in your sleep, but it made his cock twitch against his stomach, still kneeling between your thighs. “I’m not done with you yet. Need to make sure you're full of me again,” he mused and moved to hover over you, guiding his tip to your entrance but waiting for your consent. "Mhh, please,” you whined and bucked your wet cunt into him, not needing to say it twice. In one fluid thrust, Shuji pushed himself into your cunt and both of you moaned in unison. Neither of you could ever get enough of the feeling when he first slips inside, but he couldn't wait any longer before rapidly fucking into you. “Tasted so good, darling,” he grunted and moved one leg onto his shoulder while his thrusts never ceased. “You were so good for me... kept my cum inside all night,” he mumbled before biting your leg gently right above the ankle, his breath slowly growing heavy as he got close. It didn't take long for him to be on the verge of spilling himself inside of you again, given that he edged himself over and over again, but he held himself off until your walls started to flutter around him.
“Gonna be my good little sweet and keep it in all day, yeah? It's my gift for you,” Shuji growled and one of his hands moved to toy with your little clit once again. You were a moaning mess beneath him, his words only adding fuel to the fire, but when his thumb pressed against your clit in tandem with his tip hitting your sweet spot, you saw stars. All you could do was mewl and nod for him as your walls clamped down on him once again, your second orgasm washing over you even more intensely than the one right after you woke up.
His name fell off your lips in such a sinful way that he couldn't help but bury himself deeper and his thrusts became sloppy when his cum painted your walls white. Shuji clung onto your leg that was thrown over his shoulder as his balls twitched, cum still spurting and both your heavy pants filled the room. A small chuckle of his broke the silence when he gently lowered your leg to lean down over your body. “I fucking love you, you know that?” He asked with a grin plastered on his face before his lips connected with yours in a passionate kiss that conveyed his feelings. Only when he pulled away did you beam up at him, “Perhaps I think you're acceptable. I tolerate you,” you said teasingly, but a giggle bubbled from your lips. “I love you too, Shu,” you said sincerely and brought him down by the back of his neck to peck his lips just as he slipped out of you, making you whine against him.
“We need to get you cleaned up, guests are gonna be here soon,” he mused, effortlessly lifting you from the bed to carry you to the bathroom, where he sat you down at the corner of the bathtub while he drew a bath for you. From the corner of his eye, he saw the way you were still eyeing his now half-limp cock and he rolled his eyes. “You're so insatiable,” he teased and you huffed out a breath, acting offended. “But it's your birthday. Perhaps I can make sure you're enjoying your bath a little more than usual,” he promised with a wink and lifted you inside before he climbed in behind you. “But for now, let me just hold you for a moment, eh?” Shuji’s voice was raw when he pulled you against his chest, his tattooed hands running over your skin as he held you close. “Happy birthday, my sweet,” he whispered into your hair once again before pressing a small kiss to the back of your head.
Any spicy headcannon for the teachers/staffs? You can choose who you want for the headcannon, since there’s like what five known staff members? You can pick who you want to headcannon and who deserves more love.
WOOF WOOF WOOF IVE BEEN SUMMONED
yeah. I think we know enough about pet play professor so let’s talk about the rest of the staff :)
Dire Crowley
Cockwarming while he does paperwork in his office is a must with his partner
He’s got a thing for being blown under his desk when he has an audience. He’s not the best at hiding his expressions and muffling his voice, but that’s what makes it fun, right?
Speaking of which, he’ll shove toys in his partner and make them walk around with it until they beg for him to remove it.
He has sensitive skin, suck on it— his ears, his chest, his neck and he’ll be putty in your hands
Being part of the staff, he’s used to being called by his surname but if his partner calls him by his first name it makes him all warm and tingly inside
Mozus Trein (Yes, Mozus)
Be his neko-maid, sit on his lap, accidentally drop the tray, pick up the shards seductively, and flash him the frilly underwear he made you wear
For a man so strict, he’d want someone to step on him for a change. Give him a taste of his own medicine and step on his cock
Maybe if they really want to embarrass him make him wear the cat ears and the maid dress
He doesn’t have a high sex-drive and won’t push for after-class lessons, but if he’s teased enough, he’ll snap and drag his partner straight home
Ashton Vargas (Himbo)
He’ll wear lacy underwear under his sportswear if his partner tells him to. (Like i could help imagining his big bara tiddies in a bra)
Directly aims to please in bed and will guide his partner’s hands across his hard-earned muscles
Himbo has a big dick but has no brain on how to use it so his partner will have to order him around
He considers orgasm denial and marathon sex part of stamina training so do indulge him in that
Sam
He would love to paint bones on his partner’s skin as a part of foreplay.
Seems like the type to sensually perform summoning circle rituals with his partner stark naked only to end up fucking on the ground
Want whump? Bloodplay.
Quickies in the storage room or when the Mystery Shop is empty? Hell yeah, he’d be down anytime
It’s the only time his friends from the other side aren’t around. They want no part of this lmao
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