(You kiss them again, again, again and again and again and again! You felt so hot, Ramos' arms were wrapped tight around you. Stars they were strong, you should've expected that being a defender and all, b-but, wow!)
(You lean in and kiss them even harder, tongues entwining. You feel their hands on your back, tracing up, and down. It sends a shiver down your spine. Your whole body felt hot, your clothes felt tight!)
(You move back again, breathing fast.) "S-stars. . ."
(Ramos was looking as flustered as you felt.) "O-ohChange-"
"Y-you still okay?"
(Ramos nods their head enthusiasticly, so you lean in and give them another kiss. You hold them close, a hand in their hair. They're so, cute! The way they speaked and mumbled as you held them into the kiss.)
(Your hand traces through their hair as they hold you into the kiss. Your other hand moves down the side of their head, down to their neck. As your finger touches their throat you hear, a noise.)
(You slowly lean back again, Ramos looked, very, very flustered.)
". . . Uh, everything alright?"
"Y-yep-!" (They squeaked, very, very high pitched.) "D-doinggreat!"
(You squint at them, then grin. You move your hand back to their throat. As your skin makes contact, Ramos' eyes widen, bottom lip shaking just a little.)
". . . You sure~"
". . . I-I'mokay-"
(You gently squeeze their throat, they let out a soft whimper.)
". . . Really now?"
"Hhhrhr-" (They squeeze their eyes shut and look away.) "S-siffrin--"
"Y'know." (You move your other hand to the back of their neck.) "I heard you figured out that crush 'cause you got threatened by Loop and Null, right?"
". . .M-mmhm--" (Ramos was breathing very, very fast.)
"Soooo. . ." (You move in and kiss him again, and only a moment later, squeeze. Ramos makes another squeak, and, a moment later, a moan.)
(Oh by every star in the sky-)
(Your breathing gets faster, that was, so, s-so cute. Ramos puts a hand on your shoulder, you hold them close, hands on their neck. You kiss him and, start to, sway a little, and, ah- they grip your shoulder tighter, and, next thing you know you've collapsed back onto the bed, Ramos pinning you down.)
(You felt your heart stop as you look up at them. Your whole, body felt hot, a-and tight! You let go of their neck, your breathing was fast, and, a-and. . .)
(Ramos' eyes were wide.) ". . . O-ohcrabI'msosorry-"
(They try and pull their hand away, you grab it and look up at them.) "Don't."
". . . S-sif?"
"Please don't." (Your tone of voice was, new! You look away.) "I-I, uh-"
(You have no idea what you're feeling right now, b-but, you, just wanted them close. T-to you. Ramos paused, then leaned in again, keeping that hand on your shoulder. They put their forhead to yours, their breath was heavy, hot, and coming fast. Both of you felt, so, hot- huh?)
(You feel something hard pressing against your waist, weird. You take a few breaths, trying to calm down a little. Then, you speak.) ". . . D-do, do you. . . Do you keep, a-a knife or something on you? While you sleep?"
(Ramos takes a breath, eyes closed.) "H-huh? I, I don't. . ."
"Then, what's. . ." (You move a little, hips rubbing a bit against whatever it was.)
(Ramos inhales sharply, eyes flying open. The thing twitches.)
(The two of you looked at each other as you both realized exactly what that was.)
". . . I-I'M SO SORRY-" (You try and get off you. You grab their arm.)
(There's another pause, the gears in both of your heads clicking. The implication, o-of, of that, a-and, what you're feeling, and. . .)
". . . . I-I. ." (Your throat felt so tight, everything felt so blinding HOT!!!) ". . I-I, I think, I-I. . ."
". . . A-are, are you sure?" (They look at you, then down, up, then away.) "O-only, if. . . I-if you, want to."
"I, I-I do, I do." (YOU DO?!?!? Wait do you?!? But, you've almost never been like this! Only really, uh, around, Isa, and a few other times, b-but. . .) "I-I think. . ."
"W-well. . . ." (Ramos blushes harder, then looks down your body, down, and pauses.) ". . . . . . . I-I, w-well, if, if that's anything to go by."
"Whuh. . ?" (If, what? You look down to where they were looking- O-OH STARS ABOVE-)
"Y-yeah-" (They close their eyes tight, take a deep breath, then look at you again.) ". . . O-okay, okay, okayokayokayokay."
". . . O-okay?"
"I, o-okay." (Another breath.) ". . . . . I, I just, need to make sure, s-so. . ."
(They look away, so, so flustered.) "S-siffrin, do, d-doyou, want, m-me, to. . f-fuckyousilly."
(You let out a noise, o-okay! OKAY!! T-they, they just, o-okayright, right. Just, just, s-say. . .) ". . . Y-yesplease."
"O-okay-" (Ramos lets out a little squeak, breathing deeper, faster. They lean down, putting their forehead against yours. Their breath was so hot, and, mgh, they were so close you, y-you needed, mghgh-)
(They take one breath in, and hold it, and then breathe out. They lean back again, grinning.) ". . . Say it again."
(Your breath catches. What, what was, t-that tone of voice?!? It was like all of a sudden t-they were-)
"Siffrin." (They repeat, the hand on your shoulder pressing down harder.) "Go on, say it again."
(You shut your eye tight.) "puh, Please fuck me ramos!"
"That's more like it." (Ramos leans down and kisses you again. You let out a whimper as their lips touch yours. You feel a hand on you, under your shirt, pulling it up. Ramos leans back to pull your shirt over your head- MGH, R-RIGHT YOUR, YOUR SCARS, THEY, UH-)
"Beautiful. . ." (Ramos hand traces down your chest, along your scars. You inhale sharply, your skin tingled under their hand.) "You're so cute, y'know."
"WH-" (THEY- You try sitting up--)
"Stay." (Ramos said in a commanding voice. It felt like all your hair stood on end, you obey. They move down, slowly, down your body, until they hook a finger under the elastics of your pants.)
"W-waitwait-" (Your eye widens, leaning back, breathing fast. Ramos pauses, looking up at you. Breathe, breathe, j-just, just, j-just--)
". . . Everything alright?"
"I-I. . ." (You take a big gulp of air, trying to calm down, gripping the bed, just, just-) "I-I, I, have, s-some, weirdness, d-down there. S-s-s-soyoudon't, d-don't need, to. . ."
(Ramos waits patiently, letting you stumble over your words until you were done. They smile at you, and chuckle.) "Siffrin. . . I'm a bit too deep in to back out now."
"A-are, you sure- Ah--"
(You shakily inhale as Ramos pulls your pants down. You cover your face, please don't be weirded out please please please please-)
". . . Cool!"
(MGHNFMHNFRJRB?!!????!?!)
"And it's not body craft?" (Ramos grins up at you.) "Lucky you."
"B-but- I--"
(Ramos winked, tracing a finger down from the tip of your length, down the side, around your balls, then down to the folds that joined them as well. A dick and a pussy, you always felt embarrassed by it, b-but. . .)
(You moaned.)
(You felt your whole blinding body react to that. You close your eye tight, gripping the sheets tight. It felt like stars and sparks across your privates. Heat on your chest. It's, i-it's so much and it's barely anything at all!!)
(You heard a small laugh from Ramos.) ". . . Y'know, I-I should've asked earlier but, have you done this before?"
(You shake your head, lip quivering.)
". . . Cute." (Their hand slowly traces around your entrance.) "Let's go slow and gentle then, okay?"
(Ramos gets up and moves to your side, sitting down, hand still at your privates. You felt him slowly trail up and down your length, circle your entrance, and play with every single part of your parts. You couldn't keep in your sounds. Soft whimpers slipped through your lips.)
"How're you feeling?"
"G-great--"
"G-good!" (They chuckled, leaning in and kissing you.) "You're so, so cute. . .
“mM-?!?!?” (You were muffled by their kiss. And once they pulled away again you were panting.)
“Do you want to squeeze my hand?” (Ramos offers their hand.)
(You nod, and take their free hand and squeeze it. They don’t even flinch. Oohstars. . . They’re, treating you so, s-so nice and, gentle and. . . T-they’re gonna kill you at this rate.)
“Sif?” (They lean in and talk softly.) “Would. . . You, like me to try, putting a finger in?”
(Your eye got wide, heart stopping, you looked at them, then away, then back, and, h-ha, hhaaa, w-whatdo, y-you, you. . . Y-you, that, sounds nice but, b-but even thinking about it is making you feel terrible!! H-ha, like. . . L-like. . .)
“. . . Everything alright?” (Ramos had one hand on your side, one still hand in hand.)
(You close your eye tight and look away, lip still quivering. It, i-it feels like, something terrible would happen if you did b-but, but you, trust Ramos with this! A-and, you did want this! For once! Y-you really, really did want this, it's just. . .)
(You shakily breathe in, and, out. . .) “. . . I-it’ll, be, alright?”
“Alright?” (Ramos gently strokes your leg.) “I’ll be gentle, alright?”
“N-no I mean. . .” (You gulp.) “Y-you, won't, hate me o-or, or. . .”
“. . . Do you feel anxious about it?” (You nod.) “That’s okay, we don’t need to if you don’t want to.”
“B-but I do want to. . .” (You mumble, looking back at them finally.) “I just. . .”
(They lean down and kiss your forehead.) “It’s okay, we can take it slow.”
“T-thankyou. . .” (You take another breath.)
“So, no inserting, is stroking alright?” (You nod.) “Alright, and if I do anything that’s too far please let me know, okay?”
“I-I. . .” (You take a shaky breath.) “O-okay. . .”
“Just lay back, and relax.” (They kiss your hand, still clasped in theirs, and the other trails back to your genitals.)
(You squeeze their hand again, feeling them trail slowly up and down your length. It was such a light touch, but it felt like your nerves were alive with electricity. Your body shivered, you let out another soft moan, face hot, head light.)
“You’re doing so, so good.” (Ramos talked softly, leaning in close again as they slowly sped up.) “It’s aaaaalright, let it out, Siffy~”
“Hhaaa. . .” (Your legs were moving involuntarily, writing in place. You felt so impossibly hot. Their thumb played with your tip, before trailing down then up.)
(You take another shaky breath, holding tight to the sheets with one hand and gripping Ramos’ hand in the other. You let out a whine, it felt so, so good. So impossibly good. They took their hand back, and made a show of licking it, giving you a look. Oh stars above that looked hot.)
(They ran the now slick hand down your length and you let out a loud, loud moan. Ramos quickly dove in to kiss you. It took you by surprise but you didn’t pull away. You needed this, please, you needed it so, s-so bad. Please, PLEASE!!)
(They kept kissing you, moving their hand faster, gliding across your rod making you make noises you didn’t think were possible. Your hips rolled and bucked. You breathed faster, the hand gripping the bed moving to grip the back of Ramos head. You kept them there, pleading for more, more, m-more-)
(You couldn’t help yourself!!)
(It was driving you mad!!!!)
(It felt like it went on forever, waiting, building up, whimpering and moaning, muffled only by Ramos. Until finally you felt that electric convulsion rush through your body and warmth at your privates. You squeaked, shaking a second, third, fourth time, Ramos helping you ride it out as it died down. Finally, finally, it was done, and you felt exhausted.)
(You relax back onto the bed, utterly exhausted, as Ramos pulls away from the kiss.)
“. . . . . W-woah. . .” (They held up a very. . . sticky, hand. You look away from the dreaded goo.)
“S-sorry. . .”
“Sorry?!?” (Ramos looked at you, confused.) “Crab you mean sorry?!?”
“B-because I, I-I got, you, a-all messy-”
“Sif, Siffy, Siffrin. I just spent however long jacking you off, the mess was the whole point!” (As if to punctuate this, they licked their hand while looking at you.) “. . . Tastes good.”
(. . . O-oh stars. . .)
(You look at them, a lump in your throat. T-that was, o-oh, that wasshhoooo you have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into.)
(You lay back in the bed, the adrenaline leaking from your body now that Ramos was done destroying you. Quiet mumbles joined your breaths as you closed your eye. A few moments later you felt the blanket over you, and a glass to your lips.)
“Water, drink.” (Ramos’ voice, you lean up and take a few gulps.) “Good rogue~”
(You mumble and hide in the blankets.) “. . . I-I, love you Ramos. . .”
“I love you too, Sif.” (You feel the blanket move, and the trainees warm body shuffle next to yours.) “Good night.”
“Night. . .”
[. . .]
[You got MEMORY OF FIRST TIME! You will always remember this.]
[When you have MEMORY OF FIRST TIME equipped, well, you’ll have to just find out~]
Madame Odile has been a menace in the headspace ever since she found that pre-pre-canon sifdile post. Jsyk. - @pupfrin (Keokeo)
omggg glad it's odile approved??
i had to give up on part 2 of the post when i started getting too detailed, so now i'm 889 words into the fic version, instead. but i had to go back and fic-ify the beginning too, so odile and siffrin have only JUST finally told each other their names 😭 and i still have soo much smalltalk left to write before i can get them up to the private room... but i can't just skip ahead bc the slow buildup of familiarity and tension is so important to establish the amount of trust necessary for siffrin to say yes!!
