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⋆.𐙚 ̊° ࣪ sloomy, (also known as sune)

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hey so..... when are we getting a new no escape chapter..... im being patient pls............

burps OOOkkk im on itttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt

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Why do I keep thinking about him ??

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omggggggggggggggggggg drools THE CUTIES i love the art style wtf

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Ok im locking in i got almost finished chaps for all my fics. But . I wanna write hiori oneshots :((( but about whaat ughh ... hepl...

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Some guy hit me up n he was actually handsome which surprised me not bc i cant pull someone hot but bc the last 7 guys that tried to hmu where ugly as hell. Anyway the thing is, that still, i felt so turned off cuz i thought about the fact that he couldnt pull a hiori cosplay at all since hiori is more of a pretty boy and this is some man w a goatee like. Ugh. That n the fact that im also lowk a fag. See my beautiful ex wife could had pulled a hiori cosplay much better but i cheated on her multiple times ugh im sorry for dumping u after u begged me not to *Wallahi* i wont do dat again come back😭😭✊️ but u gotta admit it was ur fault cus u pissed me off a lot also ok

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Ness Sandwich

POV: Your boyfriend, Alexis Ness, recently admitted to you that he wanted to try something very new and out of norm in bed. He wanted to involve his best friend, Michael Kaiser, to these activities and have the both of you dominating him…

⚠️ WARNINGS:

— This is a NSFW oneshot

— Reader is FEMALE and uses SHE/HER pronouns

— Contains: Threesome, a lot of Kainess, Cucking kink, Pet play, Brat Taming, Degradation + Praising kink and Power Dynamics

— Bisexual!Ness x Reader x Bisexual!Kaiser

— AU is: Up to interpretation

Alexis Ness had always been the cutest boyfriend you could ever ask for. He was a gentleman, a giver, rarely a taker, a great friend, strong, tall and quite masculine—but not enough to be allergic to feeling and emotion. In fact, Ness was very emotionally sensitive and romantic… sometimes too melancholic.

Since he’s always been a great safe space to you, you always made sure you were also a safe space for him to express himself too. That’s why he’s finding himself exactly where he is right now.

Sandwiched.

By you and his dear ‘friend’, Michael Kaiser.

He came up to you about this very particular fantasy a few days ago. It shocked you to see someone like him to express such a dirty, different fantasy but you still decided to accept his deal. You believed Kaiser was not attracted to men so he’d say ‘Absolutely not’ and this moment wouldn’t come true, but Michael Kaiser surprised you… and still is.

“You were fucking made for this, weren’t you, you fucking dog?” Kaiser degraded him out of nowhere along with a stinging slap on his ass, picking on how eager Ness was to submit himself to this.

It wasn’t the first nor last time Kaiser degraded him for letting Kaiser fuck him in the aggressive the way he was right now. He truly had no mercy for Ness on his soul compared to you, who was trying to approaching this moment with much more kindness.

“You’re being such a good boy, Nessie… The best puppy ever…” You cooed right against his left ear while your nails teasingly ran his through his scalp underneath all the fluff of his hair to make his skin shiver with comfort and intimacy.

Ness was too far gone in the pleasure of having his darkest sexual fantasy fulfilled to answer either your or Kaiser’s words. To be fucked right in the prostate by his astro best friend while also fucking his actual girlfriend. All of this in a position that sandwiched his body between you two. Kaiser completely went over Ness’s expectations, though. He was too good at fucking his ass just like how Ness fantasized it—a talented learner indeed. So all he was limited to do now was babble, drool and moan against your shoulder like a dog. In fact, he was too far gone to even move inside you. His ‘thrusts’ were entirely dependent on Kaiser’s thrusts making him recoil hard enough to make him move inside you.

“Who would’ve guessed he prefers to get dicked down by me than dicking you down?” Kaiser teased you from above with an annoying smirk as he sensed your power over Ness fade away.

“Tch… Who would’ve guessed you like to dick down other men who are already engaged in a relationship, huh? Do you think I couldn’t make him moan like this if I was pegging him?” You distanced your mouth from Ness’s flushed ear to spit back at that stupid, snobbish blonde douchebag rudely.

“Hmmmm... Not really.” He insisted on underestimating you, but you knew better than to be baited by him.

“Whatever makes the precious little emperor sleep well…” You spoke in a fake tone of glorification of Kaiser, which visibly annoyed him in a pleasing way.

“Precious little emperor?” Kaiser repeated your audacious as if fitting them into his head. He was not going to forget this so soon.

“Yes, a fraud of an emperor.” You tried to copy Kaiser's smirk as you challenged him.

“Well, but it’s this fraud down here who's making your loving, caring boyfriend cry like a bitch.” Kaiser pointed to his own crotch as he said that, proudly worshiping his own genital.

“Ness would never pick you over me no matter how good you fuck him, right, Nessie? You made sure your fingers were circling Ness’s favorite spot in his head to be pat on while you asked him that, influencing him to have bias for you.

“I can’t... ngh, I can’t… choose..!” Ness was finally able to save up some energy to say something coherent, although still very shaky.

You tch’d while Kaiser smirked down at you in pure pride. You couldn’t believe he’d actually won that small argument because Ness was too hypnotized by his dick to think straight. If you had better control of Ness’ pleasure right now, he would’ve definitely sided with you.

Now you could see why these two always sticked together. They fed each other’s fantasy perfectly. Ness fed Kaiser’s ego just perfectly to make him righteously cocky about everything and everyone and Kaiser fed Ness with all the magic he ever wanted to see or feel like he is right now.

“See? You’re completely irrelevant at this moment .” Kaiser’s giggled at your defeat as he accelerated his thrusts inside Ness’ overheating hole.

“Oh, shut up, you—” You tried to keep the argument going, but Ness suddenly raised his head from your shoulder to censor your view of Kaiser above you.

“J-Just ignore him, love...” He whispered so lovingly into your lips that you were immediately defeated and engaged in a wet tongue-kiss with him.

Realizing you'd been distracted, Kaiser decided to deliver another harsh slap at Ness' right butt cheek, which made Ness immediately throw his head back with a loud squeak and break the kiss. His hand stayed on his skin after the slap too, squeezing his skin and soft, fat muscles behind it—almost digging it with his nails like it was some stress relief toy. Even if Ness returned to the kiss, he was barely able to keep your lips rubbing each other from the amount of moaning he had to now. The faster Kaiser fucked his prostate to oblivion, the more Ness’s dick recoiled back and forth inside your wet cunt. And the more Ness felt himself moving inside your welcoming cunt only made him feel more and inhumane pleasure. It was truly breaking him and it was a vicious cycle to make things worse for him. The only thing that saved him from losing his mind was his sadness with the fact he couldn’t give you the same amounts of pleasure like Kaiser was giving him at this moment. You were by far the most neglected one in that sandwich, but you were still determined to let Ness live this fantasy where borh you and Kaiser fucked him with two different, contrasting styles that made him feel like a sex pest. So he had no choice but to hope you were having enough fun listening to his cute whimpers and with his cock barely swaying inside you with no clitoral stimulation.

“You're getting very loud, Nessie...” You suddenly commented as if Ness was an experiment you were analyzing.

“Oh? I've barely started and you're already about to cum? What a pathetic whore.” Kaiser leaned down and whispered his insults right at Ness' ears to push him even further into a state of mental fragility that would make him cum faster.

And once again, the way you nicknamed him like a dog named ‘Nessie’ along with Kaiser's 'pathetic whore' made his eyes wet with happy tears. He nodded his head excitedly like the damn puppy you two loved him to act like. His lips even turned up into his signature turtle smile despite the amount of torture being done on him. He couldn’t believe the two of you were doing so much effort to give him this much pleasure, but he was so, so grateful and feeling so euphorical. Before this started, Ness was so sure he’d end up being the one who would overwork himself to give the both of you pleasure… not the way other way around. His gratitude was truly impossible to communicate with words, especially at this dumbified state.

“Y-Yes!” Ness answered Kaiser almost proudly, truly adopting the nickname given to him by him.

But immediately after that, Kaiser spanked his buttock again in cuteness agression with his deplorable state of mind—all dependent on Michael Kaiser to have his orgasm. Kaiser wasn’t even sure if he wanted to see Ness pathetically reveal more and more of his deplorable sexual identity or if he wanted to regulate his behavior to make sure he remembered he wasn’t the only one seeking pleasure right now.

“You better make me cum inside this fucking ass nice and good too, you hear me?” Kaiser straightened his body again and threatened Ness while looking at his back bouncing with every blow of his hips inside him to get visual stimulation to cum with him.

“Y-Yes, Kaiser! I’ll do anything for you to cum..! T-The both of you!” Ness whimpered, unsure of who to look at as he declared himself.

“Anything? Anything at all?” An ill-intended smirk immediately grew on Kiaser's lips at his statement.

You raised an eyebrow at that, scared of that clear hunger in his voice that told you he’d take advantage of that promise. But without Ness being able to make eye contact with him and see what you could see, he wasn't aware of what game he was putting himself to play right now.

“Yes, Kaiser!” Ness finally looked over his shoulder, but a great fraction of Kaiser's smirk was gone already.

In fact, with Ness trying to reach Kaiser's hip with a hand to hold and feel him as he fucked him, Kaiser actually put a scowl on his face and pushed Ness' head down to your shoulder again.

“Paws off me, you dog.” Kaiser slapped his hand away like it was a fly, remembering Ness of the amount of power he had over him. “Now kiss your damn girlfriend. I want to see you two pathetic creatures kissing while I make you cum.” Kaiser clarified his desires, pushing Ness’s face by his scalp into you.

His eyes were so wet and his cheeks so flushed with the sudden, brutal punishment that you couldn’t help but smirk as you two connected your lips again. It definitely wouldn’t make you cum, but it definitely made your clit ache for more tension with the sight.

His tongue barely moved inside your mouth. It only bobbed according to Kaiser’s thrusts like everything else in his body. You had to be the one taking control of the kiss and Ness didn’t mind being submissive to you too at this moment at all.

His orgasm crashed intensely inside you, making Ness scream like he’d never done before with you only. His cum spilled inside you mercilessly because Kaiser made sure to keep Ness inside you the most he could while he himself spilled his cum inside Ness' hole. Ness' cum was hot and thick as a result from all the careful buildup you two made on him

“Good boy.” Kaiser cooed as he gently tapped one of Ness’ buttocks to mock how eagerly he let Kaiser deposit his cum inside him.

“Don't cry, Nessie... Don't cry,,,” You added, giving him romantic pecks around his face and eating his tears away as if he really was a puppy.

But Kaiser, unfortunately, was a man who got bored of everything too easily and felt entitled enough to ruin your little party with Ness.

“Move.” Kaiser suddenly ordered Ness, removing himself from his ass like he’d truly just used him like a random toy.

You watched Ness give you one last look of pure yearn while he moved to your side without even considering your opinion too, which truly worried you about just how much control this Kaiser guy has over him. But before you could complain, you were suddenly pulled down, dangerously closer to Kaiser's dripping cock now.

“Now, what should I do with you…” Kaiser inquired as he stared down at your pussy with a mischievous grin.

“Me? What are you talking about?!” You asked somehow worried and closing your legs.

“Do you think I'm gonna let you go unharmed after what you called me? A precious 'little' prince?” Kaiser paid you a look of pure dismissal of your boundaries while holding his own cock up again to counter your previous insult about its size.

"I'm sorry, but you're just gonna have to deal with that. I am not giving myself to you just because my boyfriend wanted to!" You sat up in the bed, trying to crawl away, but you were nothing against his grip on your hip.

“Y/N, haven't you noticed your boyfriend is a pathetic cuckold?” Kaiser scoffed as he pointed a thumb to Ness, who was kneeling at the scene as if he was watching a stage play.

His dick was still as hard as it was when he was being sandwiched. And just because you were both paying him a look now, he started to lighly masturbate himself to relieve his pleasure. He perfectly proved Kaiser's point.

"Look at that..." Kaiser scoffed at the scene. "Don't you want to please your sweet boyfriend's cuckolding fantasies, Y/N?" Kaiser then averted his gaze to you again, pretending to genuinely feel bad for Ness when he was truly just desperate to fuck the brat out of you.

"You're so fucking fake, it's actually drying me out." You didn't dare submit to him so easily, mocking Kaiser's dirty-talking skills now to infuriate him.

"Oh-hoho... You're really feisty..." Kaiser's thumb couldn't help but carress your thigh, his desire to tame your mouth raging in his heart.

“D-Do it, babe... I'm fine with it...” Ness caught your attetion again when he placed a hand on your shoulder, nodding in approval of Kaiser's suggestion with the biggest grin on his lips and eyes still wet from the last round.

You switched your gazer between him and Kaiser a few times, evaluating the situatuon. Kaiser was obviously smirking down at you now that he had Ness' verbal approval of what he was about to do with you while Ness was just burning alive to live this moment. Perhaps the challenge of having sex with your boyfriend's mean best friend and survive it with dignity wouldn't be so bad.

“See? He’d love to watch me split you in two…” Kaiser tilted his head, already aware that you were going to give him what he wanted.

“You son of a bitch… You're just taking advantage of his fetish...” You frowned at him one last time before breathing in and out, bracing yourself for what you were about to commit to. “But, alright… I accept your challenge.” You lazily laid down again and opened your legs for Kaiser.

Kaiser didn't like how you pretended this going to be easy and perhaps even boring, but that bratty attitude of yours would only make this moment funner for his sadistic soul. So he quickly snaked his hands around your thighs and stretched them until they rested on his shoulders. Ness happily watched him line himself up with your hole.

“Brace yourself, cutie.” Kaiser rubbed his tip against your wet entrance, giving himself a small taste before beginning to push himself all in.

You were a bit taken aback at the feeling of his size since it was quite bigger than Ness'. Of course Ness loved to watch that difference take place too. Your reaction was screaming to Ness that Kaiser was immediately better at giving you chills than him. He's a godlike emperor that Ness loves to worship, after all.

“Good job, love… Good job…” Ness panted like a dog to you as he quickened his pace at his own masturbation.

“What a fucking pest...” Kaiser paid Ness a small second of attention just to degrade the sight of him having genuine fun watching his girlfriend cheat on him right in front of his eyes.

“S-Shut up…” You tried to defend Ness, but Kaiser was quick to start moving back and forth to interrupt you with your own moans.

Kaiser was going slow at first since you still had some adjustment to do with his cock's size, but he quickly cracked what was your preferred spot and was aleady focusing on it and circling your clit with a thumb to melt you down.

“Oh? What was that? I couldn’t hear you…” He tilted his head at you like a minx, taking enjoyment in your struggle to stay coherently bratty and feisty with him.

“He isn’t… a pest—” Your hands squeezed the sheets beside your head a bit tighter to contain yourself from falling under his spell.

“Oh, he definitely is.” Kaiser snorted very meanly at you. “I dare you to look at him and tell me he isn't having the time of his life watching his best friend split you in two.” Kaiser waited a few seconds for you to do as he said, but Ness was genuinely so happy you really couldn't do it—even if out of spite for Kaiser. “Come closer, Ness.” Kaiser put a hand on Ness' head and pushed him down to force him to watch watch his movements inside you from a closer, cruel angle and therefore further hurt Ness' sense of worthiness.

Ness’s smile only widened in response, completely lost on his own masochism to be sad at the humilliation he was going theough rather than jerk off to it like he already was.

“You see this?” Kaiser then pointed at your belly where a small bulge would pop up with every thrust of his inside you. “That’s me branding your girlfriend's pussy with my name…” Kaiser whispered close to Ness' ear to make him struggle even more with the view.

Ness felt some pain in his chest watching Kaiser give his girlfriend a new meaning and level of pleasure righ in front of eyes. It filled him him with jealously to move so surgically inside compared to how Ness treated your pussy on your last round. Yet, all those mixed feelings made him feel better and better. Ness knew he could trust Kaiser to share you with him and make you feel good no matter how evil he was acting right now. It just felt appropiate to pair up his Queen and King together. And seeing how you were slowly giving in to him confirmed to Ness he made the right choice.

"Yes, Kaiser... I see it..." Ness nodded submissively, proudly taking his role as a mere servant beneath you and Kaiser.

"She's not solely yours anymore. Look at her; she's getting addicted." Ness' eyes went up to watch you and Kaiser was right indeed.

You felt exposed for being suddenly called out so you turned your face from Ness' view. Ness could still feel it, though. The way you whimpered with Kaiser's mind-braking thrusrs, sometimes shouting his name as a plea mercy... The way the mushy noises of your pussy would only get louder as they finalized adjusting to Kaiser's size... It was all truly a tragedy.

Of course your pleas went in vain too. Kaiser doesn't share power with anyone and he despies brats like you who dare thinking that you're somehow capable of resisting him. The only thing Kaiser liked about you at this moment was watching your body and mind slowly surrender to him withevery plow of his dick into you and your breasts bouncing. That was his motivation to start speeding up.

As a last resource, your hands even tried reaching down to try holding his waist back from snapping against you so any faster, but Ness reacted fast enough to stop you.

“Let him do it… Let him claim you…” Ness' fingers intertwined with yours so romantically that you couldn't help but be distracted from the violence happening to your poor body.

“Yeah, because you know damn well that you want to be her in place, don't you, Ness?" Kaiser leaned down to whisper into Ness’s ear again while one of his hands copied your precious move—releasing your clit to reach down to fondle your breast like it was dough. Even with the loss of clitoral stimulation, Kaiser was still able to serve you the amount of pleasure you needed and wanted.

That sentence right there made Ness leak pre-cum right in front of your eyes. Ness looked away from Kaiser from the pressure but couldn't help but speed up how quickly he jerked off his dick. You never knew Ness was this attracted to the idea of his best friend not only cucking him right in front of his eyes but also the idea of Kaiser fucking him. Even if he just got the opportunity to feel that a few minutes ago, he didn't seem satisfied. Just how much of a freak Ness could be?

“K-Kaiser…” Ness couldn’t help but moan his name in response, trying to match the speed of Kaiser's thrusts inside you to somehow fantasize that he was the one actually inside you.

“Don’t be a fucking useless servant and kiss your damn girlfriend.” Kaiser suddenly pushed Ness’s head down to your face, barely giving him any time to properly process and obey the order.

Your noses bumped into each other, but Ness ignored the pain just to obey Kaiser as soon as he could. The kissing section that you two just began did not stop Ness from jerking himself off, though. He was successfully focusing on both sticking his tongue into your mouth and giving himself calculated pleasure at the same time like the multitasker he’s always been. There was one thing bothering him, though. He still wasn’t really giving any pleasure to you and that hurt his pride as a loyal servant. He really liked what Kaiser was doing to you and him, but he was still your boyfriend and he still felt entitled to have some access to your body and pleasure at vulnerable times like this—even if just a few crumbs of it.

“Y/N…” He detached himself from your mouth but still touched foreheads for the sake of privacy and intimacy. “P-Please take the lead…”Once you felt Ness’s release your hand and slowly run down your whole body down to your clit, you understood the task.

“Of course…” Your hands hugged his neck and gently scratched his nape to fill him with shivers, which made Ness hiss.

You liked how Kaiser had maltreated your clit, but it was incomparable to Ness' skills. Your knees almost snapped shut from the shivers you of Ness' masturbation. It was almost a challenge to Kaiser's dominance but you two were so pathetically clingy that his ego was unharmed. In fact, watching the passion between you at a deplorable time like this for the both of you filled with borderline disgust.

“Alright, fine, let’s pretend this pathetic clit stimulation is what will bring her to orgasm.” Kaiser snorted as he moved the hand on your hip up to your tight, squeezing its inner with his thumb to also give you some crumb of stimulation.

Kaiser intensified the strength and speed of his pounces, which added with Ness’s clitoral stimulation made you struggle to focus on taking control of your kiss with Ness. They were both overstimulating the heck out of you, designing every move of theirs to make you cum. It looked like their chemical reactions aren't solwly for soccer matches. This was exceptional teamwork with the objective of ripping out an orgasm from you.

“Your girlfriend feels so fucking good, Ness…” Kaiser commented as he found himself hypnotized by the view he had of your pussy swollen and stretched out from how much he was ruining it, making the lewdest noises he’d ever listened from a woman. You might make him cum with you if your body keeps changing so much for the sake of him.

“I-I know, right..?” Ness stopped kissing momentarily just to look back at Kaiser and at the moistened mess he was making in your inner thighs. “Y-You two deserve each other…” Ness fed Kaiser’s ego since he could see Kaiser was getting close to his orgasm too.

“Nessie…” You pulled his face back to you. “D-Don’t say things like that… You know that— ah, I love you way more than I could ever like this p-prick…” Kaiser immediately raised an eyebrow at your audacity to challenge him again despite all his efforts to break you down. Where did that sudden confidence come from?

“Are you underestimating me, woman? Right when you’re you and your boyfriend are in the verges of your orgasms? When you have no more strength to fight me back anymore?” Kaiser snorted again, shaking his head for you. "The audacity is honorable; I'll admit..." Kaiser bit his bottom lip to contain his will to make your punishment personal.

If you weren't Ness' girlfriend, he would make you dream of an orgasm after this insult to his godhood. But unfortunately, he was tied to the respect he has for Ness and his relationship with you. He was going to keep loyal to his promise to Ness of giving him and you a good time.

“You’re about to cum too, you prick—” You tried your best to speak against his brutal thrusts inside you, but it was still pretty pathetic.

“And I’m gonna make sure you remember it, you slut.” Kaiser's gaze down at you suddenly looked dark with lust, making you feel butterflies in your stomach from the anticipation of that promise to be fulfilled.

But before your melted brain could overthink on the danger you've put yourself in with that sentence, your orgasm crashed down like you'd been shot. You were forced to arch your back to the brim if you wanted bare minimum control of that intense feeling, but you were no match to Kaiser’s grip on your right hip. He held you in place like stone, making sure you took it all, felt it all and that your body finally succumbed to his authority for once.

Kaiser’s orgasm was less intense, but nevertheless satisfying. And of course he'd manage to cum both inside you and then leak whatever sperm was left onto your belly.

“Ahaha…” Ness laughed at the scene, admiring of how Kaiser forced you to have his cum spilled on your belly like you were just a toy that'd been used.

“H-Hey, you didn’t tell me you'd cum ins—!” You tried to raise your head to complain at that audacious brat, but then another sudden spill of sperm suddenly landed on your upper chest and face… coming from Ness.

“Ahhh… Ahaha…” Ness now laughed at himself for successfully bringing himself to cum by being cucked by his best friend and accidentally doing that at your pretty face. He didn't expect to cum that hard over this.

“What a combo! Good job, Ness!” Kaiser laughed at Ness' little revenge of you and the view he had of your body all dirtied with cum, full of himself enough to slap his cock a few last times on your dirty vulva to degrade you.

“T-Thank you, Kaiser…” Ness looked at him like Kaiser was his true lover and not you, but Ness immediately regretted it when he realized he'd accidentally humilliated his royalty by looking at the pure evil in Kaiser's stare. “S-Sorry, love..! I-I was feeling too good..! I didn't mean to—” You rolled your eyes as you threw your head back to the bed, making Ness worry for a moment that he'd truly bored you.

“It’s okay, Ness...” Kaiser nodded in approval and pride of your acceptance of your submissive role while Ness smiled in relief.

“What are you waiting for, you dog? Be a man and clean your girlfriend.” Kaiser suddenly ruined your little party with Ness again, yet, Ness nodded at the order immediately and started cleaning up his own cum from your face with his fingers. “…with your mouth.” Kaiser added very punctually, making Ness momentarily shiver before diving his tongue down at your belly.

And so you and Kaiser watched him lick his own cum and even Kaiser’s cum away from your body and swallowing it all down while you teo breathed in and out from the intense round of sex. And of course you could feel Kaiser’s mean gaze upon you every now and then, wanting to compete with you again. You paid him your attention, but not to give him a hint of submission.

"I expected to be more exhausted." You shrugged your shoulders and smirked at Kaiser, whose eyes widened at the unexpected insult.

"Is this your way of begging me for another round?" Kaiser quickly smirked back at you and tilted his head.

"Sorry, I wasn't convinced to arrange a second round with you again either..." You shrugged your shoulders again, making Kaiser bite his bottom lip again to hold back whatever urge he had to push Ness out of he way and put you on a mating press until he had blacked out half your brain.

"You're done for in our next round, princess. You are done..." Kaiser whispered to you, shaking his head in denial of your insults and replacing your teasing with his imagination of your doom.

But you don’t let Kaiser’s threatening look fool you. You knew damn well he was crazy to fuck you again, perhaps even more excited than Ness himself after you gave that final tease. And knowing how impatient he can be from seeing how demanding he is with Ness, you knew he might even invite himself to join your rounds of sex again instead of waiting for Ness to invite him for another round like this.

It was just a matter of time until you were really defeated by Michael Kaiser while Alexis Ness watched from a close distance with the biggest smile on his face.

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I had a rlly funny joke to comment but iont wanna get canceled . Wtv

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Summer melts new chapter when🙁 I have been waiting for months i can't take it anymore king

Wallahi i have a chapter almost done and im on track to writing regularly again. Well im prolly gonna jinx myself if i say that. Ok watashi wa gomenasai bows down while tears fall down my face im sorry for taking so long

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Bae i love you how you don't overcomplicate love interests like i LOVE being wanted like yes bitch want me more! But it get drained and kinda empty yk if too much love interests no? Anyways like i said you'll have no escape from me.

Oo u know ball... its not that i dont like the concept of yn cheating its that i dont like the concept of her being awfully downbad n folding for everyone :/ like girl what r u doing stand up. Besides it ruins the fun cus after the 4th kiss its js. Yall doing too much :////

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will hugo be a love interest in no escape.... hes so hor plz😢🤤🤤 o and Loki (if thats fine)

mhmmm im guessing loki will be relevant and will defo interact w [name], however im not too sure about hugo since 1. i dont know him that much 2. hes not that relevant in the manga, theres no time to build up much 3. i dont like when authors make everyone be love interests cus it always means the story has no plot since its hard to make it a slowburn and i dont like it when the mc reciprocates literally everyone. BUUUUT they will both be relevant in 'manager-chan' (my other fic) soo yea :) so stay tuned

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| Sugar Baby Reader x Mikage Reo 5k words

Synopsis: Meeting Reo at that casino had changed your life completely, jump starting some of the happiest months of your life. He was kind, charming and spoiled you with gifts beyond your wildest dreams. But your relationship is based on money, and when feelings start coming into the mix, you have to make some difficult decisions. You're not sure he'll be able to handle them.

Content Warnings: Sexual Content, Manipulation, Financial abuse? Possessive behaviour, Stalking, Harassment, Coercion, Jealousy.

The hotel's casino is busy tonight. Dazzling, crystal clear chandeliers cast a sharp glow on the plush red velvet carpet below, illuminating the designer footprints scattered all over the floor. The air reeks of opulence and arrogance, young men and women dressed in outfits more expensive than your entire life, stand around and gossip about who's parents are buying new yachts and cars, and laughing at those who seemed to lag behind financially. Even the bar stool you were seated on held a certain level of elegance that made you feel out of place, which wasn't exactly wrong. This wasn't your kind of event, calling yourself "rich" would require a level of delusion you didn't posses, and this gathering clearly required a bank account with a minimum of 10 million yen.

The only reason you hadn't been escorted out by now was because of your friend Mariko, she'd spent the whole of last week complaining about how long you were spending in your room each day, wallowing your monetary sorrows in whatever you could find in your fridge. Mariko refused to hear anymore of your excuses and had dragged you here, borrowing an outfit from another friend of hers and begging her boyfriend to let you come with them. The drive to the hotel's casino was filled with Mariko's laughter, joking that maybe you'd find a "sugar daddy" here to sponsor your life, that was how she'd met her boyfriend after all.

As much as you'd like for that to happen, rich people are weird. And greedy. None of them would ever give you money without making you do something odd for it first, especially since everyone here seemed to be around your age. Sugar daddies were meant to be older, no? A burning stare aimed at your back snaps you out of your thoughts, turning your gaze towards the nearest casino tables you finally spot him. A tall, lean man seated behind one of the tables with his gaze completely focused on you, his deep purple bangs almost obscuring the desire hidden in his amethyst eyes. The light above him highlights the way his deep navy blue suit envelops his muscles. The poker cards in his hand grow slack, he's not paying attention to the game in front of him, even as the people around him try to get him to place more bets.

The man was definitely attractive, but he was staring too hard, it was starting to freak you out. You turn back to the bar, keeping your focus on the cocktail sitting on the table in front of you, pretending the man's gaze burrowing into your back doesn't make you uncomfortable. About five minutes pass when you feel someone take a seat on the bar stool beside you, you don't have to look to know who it is, but you still do.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

His husky voice makes your heart skip a beat, rendering you speechless for a few seconds, all you can do is nod at his question and watch as he orders two more cocktails for both of you. The man introduces himself, charm and confidence oozing from him with every breath he takes. Mikage Reo. You repeat the name in your head until recognition flashes across your features, his parents were rich, like rich rich.

"And out of everyone here… you're speaking to me? I'm sure there are wealthier girls here dying to entertain you"

You can't hide the disbelief in your voice.

He lets out a genuine laugh then, smiling at you when he finally quiets down.

"There's something fascinating about you… I just can't look away"

"Do you say that to everyone you meet?"

He laughs again, softer this time.

"No, just you" He promised

Reo was a smooth talker, he managed to keep you talking for almost an hour, only asking questions about you. You didn't believe it before, but he actually seemed interested in you. He wasn't looking down on you either, which was a plus, money hadn't come up in the conversation more than once. Your peaceful small talk is interrupted when an involuntary shiver runs down your back. Someone was staring at you again, but with a searing hatred that almost made you sweat. A young girl with soft, orange curls sits at one of casino tables, with an empty chair that clearly belonged to Reo placed beside her, glaring at you with the anger of a forsaken wife. She would've been cute if her face wasn't crumpled into that outraged frown.

"Don't pay attention to her. She's just an acquaintance"

Reo's reassurance barely registers in your ears, still staring back at the girl you decide to answer.

"Well your acquaintance is glaring daggers into my back"

You hear him let out a soft chuckle, looking back at him when he leans closer to you.

"If she's making you uncomfortable, we can leave. I know the owner, he could get us a private room here"

You take his hand and watch as he leads you towards a deeper part of the casino, rows of doors lined the hallway both of you walk down. You stop in front of the largest one, dark velvet cushion paired with rich gold metal intimidate you but you still let Reo pull you in.

You weren't stupid. That girl you'd seen wouldn't have actually done anything to you, and you could have easily ignored her. Reo hadn't brought you into this room for protection, it was very obviously for something else. The room's walls are padded with the same cushion that cover it's door, probably sound-proof to protect anyone outside from indulging in what lay within. A solid, dark wood bar sits at the furthest end of the room, catching your attention. A variety of expensive bottles line the bar shelves, sparkling under the glare of the chandelier hanging above you.

The cocktail you'd had at the main bar was alright, the bartender was clearly new and almost spilled your drink five different times. You didn't want to complain and embarrass the poor worker even more so you had kept quiet, trying to hide your disappointment behind the rim of your glass. Now, you could make whatever you wanted, assuming Reo would let you. You grab a few bottles from the shelves, and reach over the counter to see if you can find an ice bucket or a couple of limes. Your concentrated silence is disrupted when you feel Reo's arms wrap around your waist, his head resting on your shoulder, peppering light pecks into your neck. The feeling makes you chuckle, leaning your head closer to his and planting a kiss on the side of his forehead.

"We're alone in a soundproof room… and you're focused on some drink.."

The pouty tone in his voice makes you laugh again, and before you can respond he's spinning you around to face him, pinning you against the bar's counter with his hands firmly placed on your hips. He's closing this distance now, slowly slotting his lips against yours in an electrifying kiss. His hands roam all over your body, eventually finding their place behind your neck in a possessive hold. You carefully shift your leg in between his thighs, grinding against the obvious bulge in his pants and drawing out a loud moan from him. After a while, you push yourself away from him, ignoring the low whine he lets out at the loss of contact.

"I don't give myself out to men for free, y'know…?"

Reo's breathing is ragged now, heavy desire clouding his gaze as he observes you. He drops his head back into the crook of your neck, still rubbing himself against your body as he mumbles in response.

"Anything… I'd pay anything to have you.."

This was your chance.

"30,000.." You're playing with his hair now, lightly teasing him

"That's all-"

"per minute." You knew it was ridiculous, but Mariko had advised you to be bold in times like this. Making unreasonable demands made you more unattainable, rich guys liked that according to her.

"So if you want me for.. an hour, that would be.. around 2 million yen."

Reo doesn't say anything for a few seconds and doubt starts to creep in, worried he would reject your outrageous offer and ban you from the hotel permanently. But he just asks for your bank details, quickly typing something into his phone before your own phone pings with a new notification. It's from your bank, bringing your attention to a recent transfer of…

9 million yen.

"That should be enough for 5 hours, right?"

Both you gasp when Reo finally pushes himself into you, drawing a ragged moan from him as you clench around him. Your back arches off the soft sheets under you while he pounds into you at a speed that renders you breathless. Your knees are pressed to your stomach in an obscene mating press, his bulky arms keeping them in place as he focuses on the way his pelvis slaps against yours. Heavy grunts slip past his lips, throwing his head back, ecstasy written all over his features. Feeling the familiar ache in your stomach, you quickly wrap your arms and legs around him, loudly moaning in his ear as your orgasm crashes through you. Reo cums at the same time, thrusts growing sloppy as he finally spills into you. He doesn't stop moving, slowly prying your arms of his neck as he switches positions, manhandling your tired body until he's satisfied and planting soft kisses on your neck and back.

Your thighs shake with increasing intensity as he quickly drags several orgasms out of you, burying his head and groaning into your neck with tears prickling his eyes as he cums each time. Its been about four hours when you start fading in and out of consciousness, pleasure thrumming through your body, weighing your limbs down into a tired satisfaction. You can't really hear him but you're sure Reo is talking to you, in your wearied daze you can see him rubbing a cool towel across your body, listening to him ask if you need water or anything to eat. You shake your head no and lazily rest your head on his chest when he finally crawls back into bed, falling into a deep sleep.

Only a few days later and you can't seem to stay away, already back in the hotel's red and gold casino, wearing another outfit Mariko had managed to wrangle out of her friend. When you'd told her what happened last week, she had squealed with joy and jumped around your flat until the floor was practically shaking, insisting that you had to come with her again. Much to your own surprise, you'd tried to convince her otherwise, the money you had was already enough to pay a few of your student loans and still buy enough groceries for the next five months, you didn't need to meet Reo again. That just seemed greedy.

"Are you okay?"

You snap back to reality and flash a small smile at the man in front of you, quickly reassuring him that you were okay and still listening to whatever bullshit horseback riding story he was telling. Maybe it was the perfume Mariko had forced you to use tonight but this was now the second man to walk up to you and offer to buy you a drink. The guy was cute enough, a bit self-absorbed, as this was the fourth story he was telling you in the span of an hour, but he kept ordering drinks and snacks for you so it wasn't too bad.

Your thoughts start to stray again, this time to a certain purple haired man. Last time was amazing, you'd rushed out of the hotel room with your shoes bundled in your arms and your legs still shaking. Back then you'd felt bad for leaving so early, and even worse for not leaving your number or anything for him to contact you with. But you had already extorted nine million from him, that amount of money would've never graced your account if not for him and it felt weird expecting any more, even if Reo was ready to give it to you.

Unfortunately, it seemed the universe was looking to torture you, and as your eyes start to scan the room, you notice a familiar tuft of deep purple hair. You think he's looking back at you but his gaze is trained on the man sitting in front of you. The light in his eyes are gone, replaced with a dark look that sends shivers down your spine. The kind of look a wolf would have before pouncing on an innocent rabbit. You're surprised the guy doesn't notice anything, still rambling on about a new car his dad had bought him last week. The pressure in the room builds until it starts to choke you, cutting the guy off and quickly excusing yourself to the bathroom, claiming you needed to fix your hair.

Reo intercepts you on your way there.

"Who's that loser and why are you talking to him?

You fold your arms protectively across your chest and stare at him, his anger already making you nervous. You try and respond to his questions without upsetting him further but he's already speaking up again.

"And why haven't you tried to contact me..? You left without even saying goodbye and now you're already cosying up to someone else. Do you hate me or something? Did I do something wrong?"

"Look, you need to calm dow-"

He's not even attempting to listen to you at all, already grabbing you by the shoulders and shaking you with this crazed look in his eye.

"Was last time not enough?? Do you need more money? You should've come to me then, I would've given you anything you asked for. I'm way richer than all the idiots in this room combined, you don't have to talk to anyone else."

Now that pissed you off. Sure, you were in a lot of financial trouble and needed whatever you could get, but you weren't here to find some rich person to leech off of. You weren't that desperate. Quickly recovering from the shock of basically being called a gold digger, you shrug his hands off and push him back a little. Putting a reasonable distance between you two.

"Ok this is a massive overreaction, we slept together once and now you're acting like you own me because you gave me some money. We're not even remotely close enough for you to be this controlling"

The deranged look on his face morphs into something like panic, Reo doesn't let go of you bit his grip on your arms softens as he moves down to hold your hand instead. You try freeing yourself then but his hold on you is too strong, this is getting out of hand. His swift apologies barely reach your ears as you're now more focused on how you can get out of this conversation without too much trouble. He ends his panicked monologue with a ridiculous request.

"Let's make an arrangement then."

"What..?"

Much to your frustration, Reo drags you closer to him, trapping you against his chest as he stares deep into your eyes.

"If you stay with me I'll pay you, any amount you want. 30k, 50k, 100k… roses, diamonds, rubies.. anything."

When he sees the hesitation written across your features, he quickly speaks up again.

"And I'll behave! I promise.. today won't happen again, please.."

This was dangerous. As sweet as Reo had seemed the first time you met him, this side of him should be enough of a warning. It was clear he had issues with things not going his way. Even if you agreed to this, what if one day you did something he didn't like? Would he turn that psychotic behaviour onto you? But the money… your debts were still not fully paid, and if he was offering as much as 100k every time you agreed to accompany him.. you would be living in luxury before you knew it. You take a deep breath and stay quiet for a moment, you had made your choice.

"..Fine." You cut in before he can celebrate. "But I don't want you paying me that much. 50k is fine, and you don't have to pay me per minute anymore.. that's just insane."

You watch him nod enthusiastically, a genuine smile on his face now. He picks you up from where you're nervously standing and spins you around, laughing and promising that you won't regret this, ignoring your panicked shouts begging him to put you down.

Both of you walk back to the main lobby of the casino, Reo's hand protectively placed on your hip. It was probably because he was in a good mood, but he made a show of parading you around the floor, showing you off to anyone he could find. He holds you tighter when you come face to face with the guy you were speaking to before, a confident smirk on Reo's face as he leans closer to you. The uneasy feeling in your chest doesn't settle, even when Reo drops you off at your apartment, promising to call you later.

The sound of your phone's notification snaps you out of your dread filled trance, another bank notification. You'd tried to ease up the pressure on Reo's wallet and negotiated for hourly pay instead, and according to your calculations, you should be receiving around 300,000. Expanding the transfer pop up renders you speechless.

2 million yen.

Everything was going to be fine.. right?

The next few months you'd spent with Reo were actually pretty peaceful. In the earlier days of your arrangement, he would call you out to hang with him everyday and only let up when you'd jokingly threatened to stop talking to him. That was one of the only things you could get him to change about about your relationship. Any complaints you had about gifts were completely ignored; He still sent you a bouquet of white roses every two weeks, and if you ever mentioned wanting to visit another country, you would be in the air by the next hour.

He'd also kept his word and stifled some of his jealous behaviour. It would still flare up from time to time, but only when people dumb enough not to know any better would try and hit on you.

"What are you thinking about?"

You look down to see the man in question, laying his head down on your stomach as he presses soft kisses into your skin. Pristine white sheets envelop both of you, framing Reo's face in a gentle hold that made him look like an angel. You brush a hand through his hair, moving it out of his face as you lazily pinch his cheek.

"I'm thinking about you, silly"

He pouts then, taking your hand out of his hair and planting pecks on your palm as he speaks.

"You're thinking about me when I'm right here?"

"What? Are you jealous of yourself?" You laughed

He laughs along with you, crawling up the bed until he's face to face with you, peppering kisses along your giggling face. You kiss him back after a while, wrapping your arms around his neck while he positions himself on top of you, setting his full weight down on your body. Letting out a short laugh, you push at his shoulders.

"Stop, you know you're heavy"

He doesn't make any effort to move, draping his arm across your chest and burying his face into your neck. You decide to leave him be this time, softly ruffling his hair before letting out a sigh.

"I'm going to miss this"

Reo raises his head up then, voice still low and raspy now laced with a tinge of confusion.

"What?"

"Y'know..? Like when we stop all this" You're also confused now.

"Stop what?"

You place a hand on his chest, pushing him off you and sitting up to look at him, still confused. Your arms flail around as you try to explain.

"This." You insisted, gesturing at the room around you. "This relationship, this arrangement. I'll miss it when we stop, that's all"

The confusion on his face fades into hurt, he scoots himself closer to you, trying to take your hand in his.

"Why would we stop? Things are going good right?"

You huff and shake his hand off yours, placing it on your knees where they're now folded against your chest.

"Come on.. we've been doing this for like.. four months now? How long are you going to keep paying me to be here?"

You quickly speak up again, putting a reassuring hand on his knee.

"I mean I'm grateful.. really. But I have more than enough money to live comfortably until I decide to get a job"

"But why would you want to stop there?" He's raising his voice now. "I give you millions every month, buy you whatever jewellery or clothes you want, take you on trips without you having to ask.. why would you give that up for a 'comfortable' life?"

Something in your gut starts to writhe in discomfort, that possessive glint you'd come to hate was back in his eye now. You try to discreetly shift off the bed but you're too slow, your arm now trapped in a painful grip as Reo watches you carefully.

"What's the big deal anyway? You're wasting money by being with me.. and its not like you're lonely, you could just marry some rich girl and live your life.."

Focusing your gaze on his face, you watch as he cycles through several conflicted emotions. Misery, despair and heartbreak swirling around in the darker parts of his eye. He hangs his head and mumbles inaudibly, speaking up again before you can ask him to do so.

"..Why would I do that when I have you? When I'm madly in love with you.."

Your hand is firmly pressed against his chest now, still trapped in his hold.

"I can't imagine my life without you.. please don't do this"

Your heart feels like its dropped all the way to your stomach, mouth dropping open in shock. You weren't blind. Sometimes you'd catch Reo looking at you with this dazed, unreadable expression, but it would be gone before you could fully register it. Every time you'd seen that look, you'd silently hoped that it wasn't what you thought it was. The room feels like its tilting sideways, and even then you still manage to pick your clothes of the floor and rush towards the door. Only turning back when Reo calls out to you.

"Our relationship was built on money, there's no space for love in that.."

The sound of the door slamming reverberates in your ear even when you're in the safety of your own apartment.

Ding!

Your phone's been going off for three hours now, constantly ringing with missed calls and messages that you were too afraid to look at. Its been sitting in the furthest corner of your room ever since you'd left Reo's mansion that day, you didn't need to check it to know all the notifications were from him.

Ding!

You can already imagine the kind of messages he's sending you. A few days ago, you had made the mistake of reaching for your phone, curious about what Reo could possibly have to say. Your finger started cramping the more you kept scrolling.

Reo hey are you okay? 10:05 AM

Reo I'm really sorry about last time 10:07 AM

Reo please call me 10:10 AM

Phone 5 new voicemails

Reo can we talk? 10:20 AM

Summit Banks ACCT: ******0125 Amt: JP¥5,000,000

Reo that was for last time, i'm really sorry. please just call me are you there? 10:25 AM

You stopped checking your phone after a while, burying yourself under the covers of your bed, trying to filter out the ringing sound. As embarrassing at it is to admit, it took you quite a while to finally block him. You still felt bad for being so harsh that day, and now you were ignoring and blocking him. That guilt soon morphed into a quiet discomfort when you started getting gifts delivered to your door. Roses, chocolates, letters flooded with apologies and promises to behave. Disposing of them only seemed to encourage him. Sitting silently in your flat kitchen became a habit when Reo started knocking on your door himself, you could see him through the peephole, tightly gripping the gifts in his arms with dark circles visible under his eyes.

This had to stop.

A quick call to Mariko was all you needed to secure an invitation to another event at the same hotel this had started at. She had spent the first few minutes on the phone complaining about you two stopped hanging out, even your other friends had noticed how silent you'd been. That brings you back to times when Reo had told you your friends were a bad influence, that they would take you down the wrong path and you were better off hanging out with him anyway. The memory makes you deeply uncomfortable.

You stepped into the casino with an almost unnerving amount of confidence, wearing a colour Mariko said would make you sparkle. That was what you needed this night if you wanted your plan to work, people had to notice you. Just like the last time you were here, you take a seat at the bar, silent… waiting. And soon enough, a man walks up to you, already rambling about his wealth in an attempt to impress you. You start laying it on thick; complimenting him, laughing at his piss poor jokes, whispering in his ear and playing with his tie. You try your best to ignore him when he walks in the room, not paying attention to the miserable look Reo was now sending your way. It was better if he watched this happen, your plan was working.

When you give him the chance later, he does exactly what you thought he would. Reo corners you at the casino bathrooms, not as angry as the last time both of you were here. You watch carefully as he starts trying to convince you to unblock him, apologies spilling from his lips faster than the tears in his eyes. Watch him freeze up as your hand touches his, whispering in his ear that you forgive him and want him to meet you somewhere else while sliding a hotel room card into his hand.

Room 240

By the time you return, the man you were talking to is growing impatient now, just in time too. Scanning the floor to see if you can spot Reo, you quickly placate the man, promising you'll make this worth his while as you take him towards the hotel reception. Luck is on your side today, the receptionist on duty looks new, and they readily agree to create a new one when you tell them you've misplaced your hotel room keycard. A genuine smile spreads across your face as you tell them which room to give you access to.

"Room 240, please"

Looking through a crack in the door, you're very certain Reo is standing there watching you. Though it's hard to see the look on his face when you're bouncing on the lap on the man below you. You're not sure why, but he stands there waiting until its nearly midnight and you finally open the door fully, tired expression on your face. The carpet beneath him is stained where he let his tears fall to the floor, and a crumpled bouquet of flowers lay silently by the door. Doubt starts to creep in but you quickly speak up before he can.

"If I wanted money, I'd just sleep with any rich man. There's nothing special about you that would make me choose you"

The door slams in his face just as he opens his mouth to respond.

Its been months since the last time you'd seen Reo, at least that meant your plan had worked. You still felt bad every time you remembered his tear streaked face, but the peace that followed you everyday was worth it. From time to time, Mariko would call to ask how you were and slip in complaints about how you were too far away from her now. After the whole Reo fiasco, you'd used the money in your account to move to another city, buy a proper house and get a suitable job. You'd even signed up with a new bank, eager to completely start over. Your new job payed well and you were more than satisfied with where you were in your life.

One rose on your front doorstep was all it took to shatter the peace you'd carefully built. At first, you thought it was your neighbour's doing. He was a sweet guy who had gotten into gardening recently, and had a habit of leaving the remnants of his hobbies on your side of the wall. The flower looked like it had been placed there intentionally, but you still brushed it off. It only escalated from there. More and more gifts showed up at your house until you started getting paranoid, it felt like you were seeing bits of purple hair every time you turned a corner. He never interacted with you physically, sticking to gifts and later on, money. You tried not to let greed take over you this time, but whenever you would attempt to send the money back, it would always bounce back into your account.

It took you a while to notice that the amounts of money were the same each time, and it took you even longer to realise that the money was what Reo would've sent if you were still under your old arrangement. This time, he wasn't sending it to compensate you for three or four hours, it was 1.9 million total for every hour of the day. You slowly stopped hanging out with friends, stopped going to work, stopped getting out of bed in the morning. Your days were spent watching notifications pile up on your phone and listening to your neighbour knock on your door, concerned about the rotting flowers and gifts stacking up and blocking the entrance.

The most recent transfer comes with a message, nine words piled neatly into the payment reference box.

"I'll always be with you. You'll always be mine."

idk why it took me so long to write this, im juggling like 3 shitty fics at the same time ;-;

[ilonanan]

hiori yo - humiliate yourself

requested by anonymous

warnings: nsfw (smut), aged up!hiori (18+), public sexual activity (sensual touch), fingering, humiliation, light degradation, ruined orgasm

“shh, quiet now,” hiori whispers into your ear. you barely process the words, as you’re too focused on his fingers.

not the ones that’s currently holding his pencil, wrist and arm laid out atop the desk. you’re focused on the ones below, currently dipping between your thighs and below your skirt. you shoot him a glare as you feel them twitch and feel up your inner thighs, inching closer to your heat. you’re too afraid to move your hands to even attempt to stop him, as they currently are both above the table holding your school supplies.

the teacher rambles on and on about whatever subject that, unlike you—were, hiori is not interested in. instead, throughout the tirade of a school subject that definitely should not discussed as heated as the teacher is now, hiori had his eyes set on you. the way you acted interested in whatever the man had to say, eyes feigning curiosity—he saw the habits that screamed boredom. the way you spun your mechanical pencil between your fingers, having to restart multiple times because you just couldn’t get it to spin continuously. the way you huffed and sighed quietly, but evidently whenever the teacher let a particularly wild take escape his angry mouth. hiori saw the way your eyes clung to his own fingers with the slight nibble of your lip.

he’s not stupid, quite the opposite, in fact. he’s keen, observant, and certainly not blind to the crush you have on him, whether it be off his looks or genuine interest. those coincidental glances that led to eye contact, the sharp inhales in response to the slightest of physical contact, the way you lingered near wherever his presence was near; he noticed it all too well. he’s observed you for this past half hour of a boring class, unproductive in its entirety, stare at his fingers while clenching your thighs and nibble on your lips—inner cheeks—whatever that could ground you to reality. but despite the bored look on your face, he can make out the slightest blush and the sparkle in your eyes, followed by a tiny grin whenever a thought comes across. and with the way you oogle at the poor boy, hiori can deduce that he’s the man of your daydreams as of late.

so, then, it was decided. once the teacher turned his back to the bored-out-of-their-minds-class, who were all either discreetly using their phones, staring at the window, whispering to each other in secret, hiori drew back his arm closest to you, which was previously on the desk. he’s lucky that the desks here are meant for two people, and there’s decent cover on all sides—and that the two of you remain at the very back corner of the classroom. his hand’s sudden withdrawal snaps you back into reality briefly, and you’re back to staring at the teacher who still hasn’t realized no one is listening.

you almost can’t believe you were daydreaming of a guy fucking you mid-class—let alone the guy right fucking next to you. you want to brush off that fact, but the way arousal begins to seep through the thin material of your panties, cute little recently-bought hiphuggers, makes it impossible to ignore. the version of hiori in your head probably isn’t even accurate to real life anyway, or you thought at least.

you sigh and decide to open your notebook, ready to scribble whatever thoughts you have in your head away. but the feeling of fingers creeping onto your thigh halts you in surprise. besides you, the boy with a nonchalant expression who isn’t even looking at you, is hiori feeling you up. your blush deepens as you feel the warmth of his phalanges brush against the sensitivity of your thighs, and how they slowly inch closer.

and now you’re here.

hiori is pushing aside your dampened panties, all while you sit and, you swear it’s not on purpose, spread your legs a little further. surely it’s not because you want this, right? you’re not quite sure, but all contemplation is pushed out of your head when hiori’s middle finger makes contact with your pussy lips. he uses it to drag an upward stroke up to your clit, flicking the poor bud and spreading your arousal to it. the sudden stimulation to your clit has your mouth forming an o-shape. your eyes fly back to hiori’s face, but this time he’s actually looking at you.

you whisper in quite a bewildered tone, “what are you doing, hiori?” your voice comes out hushed and full of stutters as he repeats that earlier motion, allowing your natural lubrication to spread.

“don’t ya worry, honey,” hiori grins at you, “just keep that mouth shut, yeah?”

you want to bite back and retort, but his fingers handle your pleasure so precisely that you’re questioning if he’s done this before. the boy who has sat next to you for the entire year, quiet and polite, and clearly some kind of discreet geek, he’s this skilled with his fingers? you’re left with a drained capacity to think when hiori takes his ministrations a step further, and you stifle back a squeal in response.

you feel hiori prod at your entrance, which leaks arousal and heat straight from your core. what really has you biting back a moan is when he pushes his fingers inside your sopping cunt, wiggling around the appendages to stretch you out. your head drops to the table, consequently hiding both the blush on your face and the way your expression scrunches in pleasure. your mouth opens in a silent moan, and you can feel your arousal dripping onto the hard, plastic seat.

holy fuck. you’re actually doing this—he’s actually doing this. it’s filthy and humiliating, truly straight out of some weird porno fiction. and it’s so fucking hot. you’d be lying if the thrill of getting caught didn’t fuel the heat that emanates from within you—didn’t enhance your pleasure. and you’re not stupid, you can tell it eggs hiori on too. he’s getting off on this—no matter how he tries to hide his erection that builds just from watching you suffer.

your pleasure or your pride.

hiori’s sadistic little mind can’t wait to see what you’ll choose. his mind is full of possible scenarios, all which would serve as hard-earned entertainment in his boring, dull of a life that never even belonged to him. he’s juggling the consequences of the way you two would be caught if you were to choose your pleasure, humiliating yourself just for the sake of feeling good on his fingers vocally. suspension? maybe even expulsion? eh, just gives him more time to game, he supposes. or maybe you do choose your pride over his little attempt at embarrassing you, picking you apart and making a display of what a slut the girl beside him actually is. maybe you’ll actually grab onto his wrist and force him to stop, confront him later after class, and decide to never talk to you again.

nah. hiori already knows what kind of a whore you actually are. he isn’t senseless to the way your hips buck and roll into his fingers, desperately trying to guide you to your spot. your walls squeeze around him tighter with each passing second, and your fingers grip onto his wrist all the same. still, you make no attempt to stop him. at all. you’re getting off on this—you want to cum right here, right now, all over hiori’s fingers right in the middle of a fucking classroom, no less mid-lesson. and you’re grateful, just as he is, that your desk is situated at the very back of the classroom, away from the gaze of everyone.

“does it thrill ya?” hiori whispers condescendingly, designed to break apart the very little resistance you have remaining. he wants you to choose your pleasure—your humiliation. “act how ya please, sweetheart. but i fucking know you’re a nasty brat who just wants to get off.”

you wish you could conceal the way your pussy clenches around hiori’s fingers—and how his words bring you closer to your orgasm. you whine softly in response, just quiet enough that no one else would suspect anything sexual. but hiori almost laughs when he hears it, and he revels in the way your thighs press together against his hand going in and out of your pussy. if the teacher weren’t as outspoken as he is now, the wet sounds of your sopping cunt would be as loud as someone unzipping their bag right about now.

the pleasure and the thrill of the situation has you approaching closer and closer to undoing the knot within you. your pelvis pulses with a desire for that climax that you’ve never experienced before—and hiori chuckles softly at your eagerness. not just from the way you make no attempt to stop him, but because you’ve been pushing yourself into his fingers, subconsciously scooting your chair closer to his this entire time. he can feel the way your walls stutter around him at an increasing rate, and how you get wetter and how your pussy gets louder each passing second. “yeah, that’s right. humiliate yourself, honey.”

you want to let out a loud moan, to whimper, to let out any sound that’ll help you focus. but in truth, you think it’d just make you even more gone. you can no longer hear the words of the teacher and the soft buzz of your classmates—you’re focused on hiori. you’re focused on the pressure that builds up in you, and how your cunt desperately wants to cum.

fuck it. you might as well chase it now.

your hand that held onto hiori’s wrist prior trails down further. your clit has been neglected for a while now, after all. you place your middle and ring finger directly onto the sensitive bud, a soft sigh escaping your lips followed by the rolling back of your eyes. the stimulation to your clit, soft circles on the bud, coupled with how hiori’s fingers pump into you, have you practically writhing in your seat.

hiori fucking loves it. he truly thinks you’re pathetic. “look at her, the slut’s so eager now.” your eyes fall to his, a daze in yours that makes hiori grin like a madman. “keep chasing that pleasure of yours, dirty girl.”

and you happily oblige, increasing both the speed and pressure on your clit. you try to hide the shaking of your legs, praying to god that no one looks back at the two of you. hiori finally decides to stop toying with you, pushing his fingers further in order to reach that spot that’ll really get you going. he wants to turn you into mush, watch that mind of yours push away all ration and go brainless. in turn, the knot inside you tightens with each passing upward curl, stroke, and dirty word that hiori delivers to your cunt. the stimulation to your clit pushes you further to the edge until—ah!

hiori pulls out his fingers just as you cum. your cunt spasms around nothing and the pleasure you felt quickly goes from one hundred percent to only fifty. this bastard just ruined your orgasm. the only sensations you’re left with is the disappointment of your climax, and the weakness your body faces as you come down from the half-assed high. you can’t even shoot back a glare to hiori, as he stares at his fingers below the table, glistening in your arousal. he’s not paying attention to you at all.

you try to call out for him, but he simply smiles at you with the innocence of a dove. but beneath lies a joy—a sadism that chills you to your core, as he wipes the moisture on his fingers against his uniform pants.

“ya might wanna clean yourself up, doll. you look like a mess.” the chair. fuck.

it’s coated with your arousal and cum.

a/n: i’m wet asf

[slxxmy]

Anyway yea ive been writing for summer melts. Im js kinda pissed cus i had a lot of drafts planned out and i lost them, but wtv.. next chap soon, im finishing my exams soon so once im in vacations, ill defo write a lot more

[xerraph1m]

HUGOLOKI WEEK - 2026 ⚙️💫

the first and the busiest week I've ever participated in 😭 glad I could keep up with the posting hour and assigned prompt day

[slxxmy]

wait... ARE YOU THE ONE WHO MADE THE YANDERE BLUE LOCK??!! I THOUGHT YOU DIED HOLYY

if you mean no escape yes it's me 🥹 IM NOT DEAD NO I ACTUALLY HAVE POSTED A NEW CHAP LIKE PRETTY RECENTLY (? by my standards) n im on the process of writing the next one , kinda off topic but ness n yn beefing is so fun to write

[slxxmy]

new manager-chan chap dropping soon yayy . prolly will post on ao3 first instead of wattpad