The twins! There’s nerdjo 🤭and then there’s fratjo too ig, I was really excited when i saw nerdjo trending so I grabbed the opportunity to draw him hehe
Warning: Smut!! Minors DNI, reader is a college student, lesbian sex, semi public sex, praise kink, piano sex, slight thigh riding,choking kink, pussy eating, vaginal fingering, talk of neck biting and fangs, etc.
Synopsis: You’ve been purposefully skipping your piano classes because of high tension between you and your music teacher Ms.Capri but now you have no other choice otherwise you’ll be expelled.
A/n: I’m backkkkk, consider this my peace offering.
“ have I made myself clear young lady?” Principal Dort asked his tone firm yet so causal, he tries to act as if he could replace weems but he fails miserably over and over again and it shows terribly.
“ yes sir” you answer, eyes flicking between him and the clock above him, you’ve been in this office listening to him rant about your skill for music and how much scholarships you could get as if you cared — hell is your lack of interest not enough. If you wanted to major in music you would have but you majored in theatre and now it’s like free will doesn’t exist.
“ good, Ms capri will now show you out” You stiffen at the mention of her name because truth be told you had forgotten about her entire existence since you stepped foot into the room like an hour and a half ago. She was the one who had made the complaint about you skipping her classes and disobeying her rules. Surely enough if she wasn’t such an underneath bitch you would gladly go everyday without hesitation.
But it’s not even that, you have a thing for her— redheads not her….. but still. You hated how you got all flustered around her and how easily she’d pick up on it and tease you all day about it or how your legs would go weak on you whenever her fingertips made contact with any body part of yours.
You scoffed before getting up abruptly and showing your own self out. You slammed the door behind you as you made your way up the stairs towards the music room. Walking down the halls your mind got lost in itself that you hadn’t even realized that you’ve already made it to the door but it was locked.
You sighed after twisting the knob like three times.
“ It’s s your impatience that overpowers your passion for music” A voice behind you startles you a little too good for someone who isn’t easily scared, and to a voice you knew far too well. You tilted your head up and closed your eyes before you began counting, it’s a method your therapist told you to use for your anger issues.
“ And anger drives a man to madness” your breath hitches slightly when you feel her breath on your neck, fuck she’s close, too close. So you stay facing the door afraid if you turn around you might do something stupid or give into her little games and you refuse to play pawn for her.
She opens the door with ease and slips inside as if nothing ever happened as if she didn’t just cast a spell on you. With an exhausted exhale you enter the room locking the door behind you. You turn around and she’s standing besides the piano with an unreadable expression. No smile, No playful smirk, nothing. You avert your gaze from hers and move towards the sofa before she intervenes.
“ I’ve got no time for games tonight child” you pause.
“ Don’t call me that” you say a little too harshly, she knows you’re one of her kind, a werewolf who struggles with her anger yet she still wants to play Russian roulette.
“ what? Child” There it is now, a faint expression of a smirk, her tone is flat but you could hear the tease in it from your stand point.
“ I’m not a child!” You shout, claws extracting fully, long and sharp as your fangs also slightly extend. She chuckles faintly before turning towards the piano.
“ You sure do act like one” she whispers. That’s it, you’ve had enough, you speed up to her and just as you were about to slash her she spins on her heels and grabs you by the throat.
“ Enough already” she doesn’t sound angry, surprisingly, just plainly disappointed or maybe even tired. Her eyes search yours, not fully letting her grip on your neck slip just yet. You try to avoid her eyes but you couldn’t. Her eyes were just the right shade of honey brown with the most beautiful shade of green that only the eyes who truly look could see. You felt yourself melt in her hold and she did too because that gave her the que to let you go.
Her eyebrow twitches and again you see the faintest smirk appear in her lips before it’s gone. She sits and you quietly do too. She closes her eyes and exhales steadily before her fingers began playing the keys. You weren’t exactly sure what she was playing but it flowed so smoothly, it was truly what people called ‘music to my ears’. Suddenly you caught yourself swaying slightly to the rhythm.
When she finally stops it’s not abrupt or sudden it’s slow and dragged out almost like two lovers saying goodbye that wants everything but to let go of each other. It was stunning.
“ that was…. Pretty great” your voice was soft almost like you didn’t wanna startle her because her eyes still remained closed. She hummed softly to what sounded like the outro before opening her eyes and smiling warmly at you.
“ thank you my love, do you wanna give it a go?” She asks repaying her own softness of tone. She sensed your hesitation and before you could process what’s happening she placed a hand on your thigh, fuck why did you wear a dress. Her palm felt like it was burning through your skin.
“ Do you hate music?” She asks, tone flat but yet almost too careful.
“ what—no how could i?” When she quirks her lips just enough to show her dimples you know she isn’t convinced. Sighing you rotate your body just a little bit more to properly face her.
“ I love music it’s just that—“
“ It doesn’t fulfill you? You just need a little push” without warning she grabs your waist and pulls you onto her lap, the sudden movement causes your dress to hitch further up your thighs where wondering eyes shouldn’t see and her thigh subconsciously presses into you. The position is inappropriate and most definitely uncomfortable but you say nothing.
The redhead uses one hand to stead you by pressing it firmly against your stomach while the other guides your hands to the keys.
“ I want you to show me that you can play babygirl” You gulp and nod as you pick a song to play from memory, deciding to just go with a learner’s classical. If you attended more of her classes you know and would have learned a few songs by now. You could feel the way her thigh flexed beneath your center and you’re certain she could feel how wet you were already.
“ Go on” At her words you start playing, it all feels weird and forced and before you knew it frustration started to get the best of you.
“ Take you time” She whispers into your ear in the most sexy way. Your breathing got more elaborate as you tried to focus on the task in front of you but you sucked at it.
“ Feel the notes baby” Her voice is lower this time and you swear you feel her hand slip between your inner thigh. Her body heat, her breathing on your neck, her hands all over you and her thigh pressing so perfectly against your clit was too much. You practically jumped off her as you covered your face with your hands in embarrassment. You whisper a quiet ‘ fuck ‘ as you step aside almost tripping but she was fast enough to catch you.
She pries your hand away from your face and before you could think of an excuse for your actions or even an apology her lips are crashing against yours. It’s slow and deliberate but there’s a rough tenderness to it and you feel your head beginning to spin. She places her hand on the small of your back as the other brings your face closer to hers, deepening the kiss and you swear she knocks all the air out of your lungs doing that.
You tangle your fingers in her hair as you gently placed your hands on her chest more stabling yourself than pushing her away.
“ I want you” You manage to say and she smiles into the kiss, she taps your thighs and you do a little jump but it’s enough for her to lift you up onto the piano. She doesn’t break the kiss until you moan which she swallows quickly before making her way down to your jaw leaving feathery ghost like kisses until she gets to your neck. There she goes mad. She nips and sucks at the tender flesh there when She finds your sweet spot your head falls back and an exquisite moan escapes you and she does you dirty by sucking and licking at it.
Your hands reach for her hair and tugs softly at it as you feel her fangs barely graze your pulse point as she ravishes you. She pushes you back before she began to push your dress up above your knees. You swallow hard as you sat yourself up on your elbows as you watch her take off your underwear. Her actions are hurried and some what filled with desire and you think back to earlier when she told you about being impatient now look at her.
She pushes your thighs away as she makes space for herself between them, spreading you wider. There’s a smirk on her face but this time it isn’t faint, it’s clear as day.
“ You’re so wet for me” She whispers, her hot breath fanning your cunt just perfectly. She looks up at you as she carefully lowers her head in between your thighs. She takes her time as she leaves ghost like kisses on the flesh of your inner thighs, so light you barely feel them but it makes you crave her touch more.
“ Please” You whisper but it doesn’t seem to reach her ears.
“ Isadora” This does, her gaze flicks up towards you and she hums.
“ I need you” You see the shift in her eyes when you say those words because something in her eyes now makes her look so feral, almost like she wanted to devour you and leave no remains, you wanted her to ruin you.
“ Yeah?” Her brow twitches and her smile widens revealing her fangs. You gasp as you felt her insert two digits inside of your cunt suddenly. You felt so full and delighted it was un-fucking-believable. When she curls them and pushes a little deeper inside you that’s when she earns herself a shallow moan from you , and in her mind it’s more angelic that hearing instruments play so she does it again.
And just like she imagined , you moaned only this time louder. But now she wasn’t just addicted to the sweet noises you made for her but to the way your walls were spamming around her fingers. It felt so good, your juices were already soaking her fingers and dripping down her knuckles as her fingers got sucked in more by your precious cunt.
“ Fuck” You mewled throwing your head back as your fingers got tangled in her messy curls. Isadora uses her other hand to spread your folds as she leans down to lick a stride up towards your clit. Your grip tightened when her tongue circled your clit, slow and deliberate, before flattening against it and dragging hard.
You bucked against her mouth, a guttural sound breaking free from you , and the pull on her hair only spurred her on. She licked you like she’d die without it, desperate and relentless, mouth already slick with you.
She pauses for a moment before pulling back to look up at you, eyes closed, chest rising and falling in a shallow way, a slightly sweaty forehead and her favorite your slightly arched chest. And that gave her an idea , she wanted to see your breast.
With her fingers still inside you she reaches up and rips off your shirt causing buttons to fly everywhere. Your eyes immediately flew open and widen but before you could react her mouth is on you, only this where you desperately needed it to be, on your cunt.
She takes her time savoring your taste, seeing what draws a sound from you and what makes you twitch. She holds your legs open as she licks around your clit and back down to your hole where she teasingly circles before going back up to your smalll bud. There she envelops it in her mouth as she starts sucking on it like it’s a piece of candy.
Her hands made their way up to your stomach and your chest as she started kneading and tugging at your bra until it shifted enough for your nipple to slip free. She rolled it between her fingers, and you gasped. The room was filled with the wet sound of her fingers working you open, your broken moans, the slap of skin against wood when you writhed beneath her.
She released your clit before snaking her way up towards you. She kissed you again, hard, biting your lower lip before pulling back to watch you fall apart by the works of her fingers before going back down again. The sound of you was everything-low, throaty groans, sharp gasps, the rough, almost broken sound of her name spilling from your lips when she sucked your clit between her teeth. You rocked against her own hand in time with the drag of her tongue, your body thrumming with the obscene intimacy of it: your thighs tight around her face, your grip punishing in her hair, your moans filling the small music room.
If anyone were to pass by they’d surely hear the sinful acts taking place.
"Christ," you groaned, voice rough, hips jerking when she slid two fingers into you at the same time again. She curled her tongue against your clit. "You're going to make me—" your head fell back, the cords in your neck straining, and you tugged her hair so hard you’re certain her scalp tingled. "—fuck, you're going to make me come."
"Come for me," She ordered, voice wrecked, hair falling loose around her face, God she looked like a fallen angel from above and you were ready to submit to her in the blink of an eye.
Your inevitable climax tore through you, shuddering and hot, your nails digging into her shoulders as she fucked you through it. The look on her face as you unraveled - hungry, awed, lips parted like she was memorizing the sound of you - burned itself into your memory.
When you finally slumped against the cold platform of the piano , panting was when she pulled her fingers out of you. You laid there for a while before sitting up, to your surprise you found her already looking at you with the softest eyes as if she didn’t just snatch your soul two seconds ago.
“What?” You asked genuinely confused.
“ I have a feeling you’re gonna love playing the piano now” she said her eyes glowing.
“ why?”
“ because I just fucked you on one” she whispered leaning in to kiss you but you push her away as you roll your eyes.
i told my aunt how i love drew starkey and she was like “wow that’s surprising” i was like “girl how” she goes “he’s so different from the guys you usually like” 😭😭 then i thought probably bc he’s younger, cuz im usually talking about older men (pedro pascal, oscar isaac, the list goes on)
i love a man with a buzz… or maybe i just love drew with a buzz
my mom asked to see my tumblr post and i just had to show her the most innocent one bc no way she is about to read the captions i put on these. like mom please im just a girl 😰
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