content warning: phainon x reader, sfw, skincare talk but iâm not an expert i just wanted something fluffy and domestic
âstay still.â you scolded, your eyes trained on phainonâwhose head was on your lap.
âiâll try.â he laughed warmly, white lashes a-flutter as you gently pressed a fluffy warm towel across his wet faceâas you dried him off from when you had washed his face a minute ago. as you finished drying his face, his eyes opened and peered up at you, his beloved, quietly, attentively. youâre concentrating as you pour liquid into your palm and you meet his gaze before you matched his smile.
âclose your eyes, iâll be patting the toner onto your face now.â he obeyed naturally, though he does flinch when you begin to pat the liquid across his cheeks. he pretended to whine when you pat a little too firmly and you giggle in turn.
âbig baby.â you teased before your warm hands pull away and he opened his eyes eagerly to look up at you again.
âbut iâm your big baby.â you rolled your eyes at his words and you pinched his nose but the smile on your lips is undeniably in love as you carefully pulled out a small vial that came with a dropper.
âwhatâs this?â
âserum.â you answered, âIâm trying something new. your pretty face has been dry because of the weather, so this should help hydrate your skin.â
he only hum as you dropped dollop of cool serum on his forehead, cheeks then chin. he flinched briefly at the cool liquid but he sighed dreamily as you used the pad of your thumbs to massage it into his skin. your hands warm the product, which soothes him even further to a point of drowsiness.
âwhyâŚâ he yawned as you pulled your hands away, twisting the cap open for the last product of the night: moisturiser. âwhy do this anyways?â
âdonât you want to take care of your pretty face?â you teased as you spread another product across his face againâfrom the scent alone he recognised it as the floral face moisturiser that you always used on him.
âbut you will love me even when iâm ugly.â he muttered sleepily and you laughed, your hands rubbed slow circles across his cheeks then his temples, which lulled him into an even deeper sleep.
âyou arenât wrong.â you say honestly. âmy hero will always be my hero⌠but i suppose, this is just another way for me to take care of you... as you have always taken care of me.â you spread the length of your fingers across the slope of phainonâs cheeks, then the sharp line of his jawâthen you bend down, brushing your lips across your delivererâs slumbering forehead.
there was something different about you today, you realised. your fingers trembled as it scratched across the width of phainonâs shoulders, something a little bit more breathy in the way he finessed moans out of you.
somehow you feel a little bit more sensitive and thereâs an unfamiliar feelingâweightâtightnessâin your stomach, a tingling inside you.
your eyes snapped open in realisation and your fingers raked through phainonâs mussed hairâtrying to tug him off from where he was lasciviously mouthing against your breasts (he only moaned into your skin at the pain, when itâs you it will always feel goodâ) as his cock rhythmically stroked a part of you that was pushingâpressuringâ
âphainon..!â your voice was a little bit more shrill, your face hot. âoff meâiâm, iâm going toââ
phainonâs cockâwith itâs curved angle, and warm tip pressed against a spot inside you that you hadnât realised was there and youâ
you cum squirt.
your head is thrown back, your eyes rolledâthe fingers tangled in his hair pulled hard; phainon froze, eyes torn between staring at your pleasured face (one he hadnât seen before) or at the way your pussy gushed with hot, clear liquid that splattered all over his stomach and cock.
âfuckâŚâ he groaned as you pulled on his hair again while your warmth convulsed around him, his own orgasm washed over him as his cock throbbed with every spurt of cum he releases into you.
thereâs a moment where you gaze at each other, dazed beyond belief beforeâ
phainon scrambles to rise from his position (cock slipped out of you with a wet squelch) only for him to dive back into the apex of your thighs, tongue lapping, stroking eagerly at your clit, in your hole.
âphainonâ!â you yelped, fingers fisted into his hair but he only moaned harder with every harsh tug you makes. when you make eye contact with himâhis eyes luminous and hazy at the same timeâyou gulped.
âagain.â he rasped against your twitching heat. âcome like that again.â
phainonâs pressing kisses against the curve of your shoulder when you snicker; it pulls him out of his daze, makes him peer at your side profile. you flick your eyes his way and read the question in his gaze.
âyou werenât listening?â you arched a brow and he shook his head, burying his face in the crook of your neck, thumb doodling circles against your hip. you regale him with the video you had been watchingâsome story about an influencer discovering her partner had been cheating on her for months, making her out to be the fool.
âthat heâs still pretending itâs her fault makes him scum.â phainon scoffed, his whole body laying on top of you easily; dwarfing you completely in size and shape.
âitâs insane that the other girl is so pathetic about it too.â you roll your eyes before you turn to him with a thoughtful look on your face. he blinks down at you.
âwhat?â
âif you ever even think about cheating on me, i might just have to kill you.â you say it lightly, dismissively. there was no heat in the sentence; just calm, straight to the point. honest.
baâbump.
but his face flushes deeply, his inhale is shaky and his heart skips a beat.
in-between his legs, he throbs and aches.
âa.. anh..â
your brows shoot up in surprise, âphainon did you justâ?â
he buries his face in your skin again, humiliating noises escaping his lips.
â
afterword:
â i had a thought and it was too funny not to write it
phainonâs pressing kisses against the curve of your shoulder when you snicker; it pulls him out of his daze, makes him peer at your side profile. you flick your eyes his way and read the question in his gaze.
âyou werenât listening?â you arched a brow and he shook his head, burying his face in the crook of your neck, thumb doodling circles against your hip. you regale him with the video you had been watchingâsome story about an influencer discovering her partner had been cheating on her for months, making her out to be the fool.
âthat heâs still pretending itâs her fault makes him scum.â phainon scoffed, his whole body laying on top of you easily; dwarfing you completely in size and shape.
âitâs insane that the other girl is so pathetic about it too.â you roll your eyes before you turn to him with a thoughtful look on your face. he blinks down at you.
âwhat?â
âif you ever even think about cheating on me, i might just have to kill you.â you say it lightly, dismissively. there was no heat in the sentence; just calm, straight to the point. honest.
baâbump.
but his face flushes deeply, his inhale is shaky and his heart skips a beat.
in-between his legs, he throbs and aches.
âa.. anh..â
your brows shoot up in surprise, âphainon did you justâ?â
he buries his face in your skin again, humiliating noises escaping his lips.
â
afterword:
â i had a thought and it was too funny not to write it
i do wanna write a sequel to mydeiâs nonsense fic but closes eyes the plan is mydei pov next except idk how to write in mydeiâs voice i keep making him sound like a pervert because I AM a pervert đââď¸
notes: i was overcome w mydei lust and this wrote itself lol.
content warning: mydeimos x female reader, nsfw, masturbation, reader has a creampie kink, reader is ovulating đ¤ˇââď¸
ding!
new post notification from polemos600.
your eyes flickered to your phone, mouth instantly dried as you recognised the username. in the next moment, youâve closed off your book, flicked the lights off and struggled underneath the blankets as you clicked the notification open.
if you had been asked a few months ago if you would ever be interested in all those twitter porn accounts, you wouldâve probably stuttered and deflectedâtoo embarrassed to even consider looking up⌠well, real people porn. it wasnât that you were a prude, you were a total degenerate who enjoyed consuming hentai manga and anime, liked to read romantic eroticas⌠maybe liked a couple of thirst posts with attractive half naked or nearly naked people here and there.
but you liked to believe you had standards; stayed away from pornographic material that featured real people as if that would make you somehow purer (it didnât, but it made you feel less pathetic at least?).
⌠that is, until, polemos600 popped into your algorithm as you had scrolled through hentai clips; pillow squeezed in between your thighs in a desperate rut to relieve yourself of stress from your upcoming class submissions.
you hadnât even realised it wasnâtâanime anymoreâyour eyes squeezed shut, the grunts in the audio made you imagine broad hands on your hips as his cock split you wide openâyou licked your lips, your eyes dazed as your body trembled at your delusionâ
then you noticed the video playing on your phoneâitâs a cock, you realised belatedlyâa real one, with a fat mushroom tip, a somehow wider shaft, thick matted light hair, heavy balls. your eyes focused in on the way a vein throbbed right underneath the broad hand that rubbed up and down the thick length. the man hissed, hand squeezed himselfâ(his hand was nice too, you couldnât help but think, long thick fingers, prominent knuckles and veinsâyou wonder what it would feel like to be stirred by those digitsâ)
he cums.
you watched as thick, white seed shoots out from the tip of the head before it dribbled down his full length.
you whimperedâas you felt something sticky spill out of yourself at the sight.
your finger hovered very briefly over a decisionâand blinded by ecstasy you click bookmark.
it was over for you, from that moment onward.
it was easy enough for you to watch through all the content he had on his accountâhe didnât have much, he didnât post often. it was almost always the exact same situation; he would touch himself until he cums⌠sometimes he would have longer videos where he would cum more than once (and ooh, you contributed probably a hundred views to thoseâjust from how often you touched yourself to the delusion of his cum spilling inside youâ it was a waste it was such a waste! his cum splattered everywhere and not inside you warming you up with a messy creaâ ahem, that was your ovulation talking. whoops).
the video you were notified with today followed almost the exact same premiseâhis long fingers wrapped around the bulge in his sweatpants as he stroked and squeezed. when his cock finally escaped out of the fabric, your breath hitched, your thighs clenchedâtwo fingers already buried deep inside you, curled eagerly, tears gathered in the corners of your eyes out of sheer frustration (because itâs not the same, you wonât know how it feels like to truly have him buried deep inside youâ), a whimper slipped past your lip as a droplet of precum bubbled up at the tip and he spreads it across his length.
and when he finally came, you soaked your underwear.
your eyes are heavy lidded, your breath is shallow as you like, retweet and comment.
mania666: that was delicious! 𤤠you always post when i need to destress⌠đđ thank you for the video!
you turned on your bed, flicked to your own profile and chewed your bottom lip.
if you had been asked a few months ago if you would ever dare post your nudes, your masturbation videosâyou mightâve have shrieked in embarrassment.
but polemos600 had completely changed that for you.
somewhere between the multiple clips of his cock and your constant need to relieve stress as a college student meant you caught some form of feelings for him. and though youâre entirely deep in denial over the extent or strength of those feelings, you canât deny youâve gotten a little pathetically parasocialâmaking an account (mania666), only following himâposted your own pictures and short clips just for some desperate hope that just maybe heâd notice you.
and though heâs never ever featured anyone else in these videos, maybe you two can⌠oh i dunno, kinda sorta maybe do a little innocuous thing called a collab?
hey, you never said you werenât delusional.
a girl could dream right?
besidesâŚ
you scrolled through your latest postâa vulgar one with your turtleneck pushed up above your chest, which was decorated by a pretty lace braâjust barely covering your nipplesâthen through the hundreds of comments complimenting your looks.
a girl loved being complimented.
and you wonât do it for longâthe posting. (you said that last month too.) just until youâve finished riding out the high of liking a hot guyâeventually your feelings would dwindle, youâre sure.
especially since polemos600 has never and will never notice you.
(even if youâre personally torn about wanting it and not wanting it.)
your eyes fluttered shut and you missed a notification that wouldâve otherwise kept you awake until dawn.
polemos600 has followed you.
â
afterword:
- the title âfeels so good (had to jump the octave)â is from sabrina carpenterâs ânonsenseâ. tbh that song is mania666 (reader)âs theme song?
- well i really liked this so i posted it. will i continue it..? who knows đśââď¸ ngl i was like what would possess mydei to make such an account?? and i realise no he would never but because i am delusional lets say it was a spur of the moment type of deal đ¤ˇââď¸
notes: i was overcome w mydei lust and this wrote itself lol.
content warning: mydeimos x female reader, nsfw, masturbation, reader has a creampie kink, reader is ovulating đ¤ˇââď¸
ding!
new post notification from polemos600.
your eyes flickered to your phone, mouth instantly dried as you recognised the username. in the next moment, youâve closed off your book, flicked the lights off and struggled underneath the blankets as you clicked the notification open.
if you had been asked a few months ago if you would ever be interested in all those twitter porn accounts, you wouldâve probably stuttered and deflectedâtoo embarrassed to even consider looking up⌠well, real people porn. it wasnât that you were a prude, you were a total degenerate who enjoyed consuming hentai manga and anime, liked to read romantic eroticas⌠maybe liked a couple of thirst posts with attractive half naked or nearly naked people here and there.
but you liked to believe you had standards; stayed away from pornographic material that featured real people as if that would make you somehow purer (it didnât, but it made you feel less pathetic at least?).
⌠that is, until, polemos600 popped into your algorithm as you had scrolled through hentai clips; pillow squeezed in between your thighs in a desperate rut to relieve yourself of stress from your upcoming class submissions.
you hadnât even realised it wasnâtâanime anymoreâyour eyes squeezed shut, the grunts in the audio made you imagine broad hands on your hips as his cock split you wide openâyou licked your lips, your eyes dazed as your body trembled at your delusionâ
then you noticed the video playing on your phoneâitâs a cock, you realised belatedlyâa real one, with a fat mushroom tip, a somehow wider shaft, thick matted light hair, heavy balls. your eyes focused in on the way a vein throbbed right underneath the broad hand that rubbed up and down the thick length. the man hissed, hand squeezed himselfâ(his hand was nice too, you couldnât help but think, long thick fingers, prominent knuckles and veinsâyou wonder what it would feel like to be stirred by those digitsâ)
he cums.
you watched as thick, white seed shoots out from the tip of the head before it dribbled down his full length.
you whimperedâas you felt something sticky spill out of yourself at the sight.
your finger hovered very briefly over a decisionâand blinded by ecstasy you click bookmark.
it was over for you, from that moment onward.
it was easy enough for you to watch through all the content he had on his accountâhe didnât have much, he didnât post often. it was almost always the exact same situation; he would touch himself until he cums⌠sometimes he would have longer videos where he would cum more than once (and ooh, you contributed probably a hundred views to thoseâjust from how often you touched yourself to the delusion of his cum spilling inside youâ it was a waste it was such a waste! his cum splattered everywhere and not inside you warming you up with a messy creaâ ahem, that was your ovulation talking. whoops).
the video you were notified with today followed almost the exact same premiseâhis long fingers wrapped around the bulge in his sweatpants as he stroked and squeezed. when his cock finally escaped out of the fabric, your breath hitched, your thighs clenchedâtwo fingers already buried deep inside you, curled eagerly, tears gathered in the corners of your eyes out of sheer frustration (because itâs not the same, you wonât know how it feels like to truly have him buried deep inside youâ), a whimper slipped past your lip as a droplet of precum bubbled up at the tip and he spreads it across his length.
and when he finally came, you soaked your underwear.
your eyes are heavy lidded, your breath is shallow as you like, retweet and comment.
mania666: that was delicious! 𤤠you always post when i need to destress⌠đđ thank you for the video!
you turned on your bed, flicked to your own profile and chewed your bottom lip.
if you had been asked a few months ago if you would ever dare post your nudes, your masturbation videosâyou mightâve have shrieked in embarrassment.
but polemos600 had completely changed that for you.
somewhere between the multiple clips of his cock and your constant need to relieve stress as a college student meant you caught some form of feelings for him. and though youâre entirely deep in denial over the extent or strength of those feelings, you canât deny youâve gotten a little pathetically parasocialâmaking an account (mania666), only following himâposted your own pictures and short clips just for some desperate hope that just maybe heâd notice you.
and though heâs never ever featured anyone else in these videos, maybe you two can⌠oh i dunno, kinda sorta maybe do a little innocuous thing called a collab?
hey, you never said you werenât delusional.
a girl could dream right?
besidesâŚ
you scrolled through your latest postâa vulgar one with your turtleneck pushed up above your chest, which was decorated by a pretty lace braâjust barely covering your nipplesâthen through the hundreds of comments complimenting your looks.
a girl loved being complimented.
and you wonât do it for longâthe posting. (you said that last month too.) just until youâve finished riding out the high of liking a hot guyâeventually your feelings would dwindle, youâre sure.
especially since polemos600 has never and will never notice you.
(even if youâre personally torn about wanting it and not wanting it.)
your eyes fluttered shut and you missed a notification that wouldâve otherwise kept you awake until dawn.
polemos600 has followed you.
â
afterword:
- the title âfeels so good (had to jump the octave)â is from sabrina carpenterâs ânonsenseâ. tbh that song is mania666 (reader)âs theme song?
- well i really liked this so i posted it. will i continue it..? who knows đśââď¸ ngl i was like what would possess mydei to make such an account?? and i realise no he would never but because i am delusional lets say it was a spur of the moment type of deal đ¤ˇââď¸
content warning: phainon x female reader, trailblazer!reader, down bad phainon, phainon has very nsfw thoughts
âwell then, iâll go ahead.â you smiled and waved a dismissive hand before you turned around, your quick movement caused your hair to dance into the airâthe end of the wavy strands teased the curve of phainonâs cheek and he was intoxicated in your heady scent.
wildflowers and petrichor; it slackened his shoulders immediatelyâhis eyes fluttered as he inhaled sharply, deeply and took a step forward, an unconscious part of him needed to be engulfed even further into this scentâyour scent.
would it be stronger at your pulse? your slim wrists or at the point where the slope of your neck meet the curve your clavicle? or maybe in the soft between your breasts or thighs?
his eyes fluttered open as he felt the blood rush to his cheeks.
he wanted⌠no, neededâŚ
his eyes met that of aglaea's, who looked at him with an arched brow and an almost disappointed expression.
âyou would do better not to consort with a traveller beyond the skies.â she pointed out emotionlesslyâand he knew she spoke of nothing but the truth butâŚ
his eyes flickered toward your disappearing form.
he wanted to risk it all, just for you to remain within reachâfor your scent to linger on him a second longerâso that when he lay in his bed that night, he could pretend dream of your breath, hot against him and your skin, flushed against his.
â
afterword:
- the title; âweâve already done it in my headâ is from âguilty as sin?â by, yes! you guessed it. taylor swift.
- the inspiration: that scene in bridgerton where kate passes by anthony and he catches her scent and unconsciously steps forward to follow and he gets nastily judged by some lady... im sorry you had to witness such a disaster, aglaea.
