i'm sure someone's said this before alhaitham taking kaveh's keys by accident is so ??? Boy what technique are you using that ends in you taking multiple sets of keys every morning and not noticing. ok yeah maybe they just get tangled or something but in my mind he's just grabbing a handful of Fucking Whatever out of the keybowl by the door every morning and shoving it in his mysteriously large pocket. he has loose change and a pack of gum and their hydro bill and fucking mehrak back there too
anyway luilui suggested that haku would be the type to not wipe off lipstick marks so you’d get a visual reminder of what you’ve done and the thought of like. well.
haku getting you a new lip gloss or lipstick that matches the gradient red of his earrings. he consults suba about colour matching and all since suba would Know abt these kinds of things, and suba picks out this perfect dark red shade for him so he can gift it to you for white day. you put it on then immediately kiss him with it and tease him about how great it looks on him too since it matches his earrings, but then he’s teasing back and leaning in for you to share more. why not, since you say it’s so perfect for him too?
making out until the lipstick is smeared between the two of you and you’re in his lap and his hands are halfway up your uniform skirt. haku breaking the kiss and leaning back and snagging the lipstick between his long fingers and going hey, looks like you’re out of colour. should we reapply?
🌶️🔞⬇️ sorry
you laughing a breathless yes as you grind down on him and he reapplies it for you so so carefully despite the wet spot you’re forming on the front of his pants. but your eyes are already tracing the smudge of lipstick on the corner of his lips and really, how far can you go? how far *down* can you go?
the moment haku caps the lipstick with a satisfied, “there,” you’re already leaving kisses up his jaw and down his neck. you leave a red mark on his adam’s apple, on the hollow of his throat before he gets the goddamn hint and helps you divest him of his stupid uniform. you leave a trail of red down his abs and a slick wet spot around both sides of his chest and rest your hands on his bulge until he groans out a, “princess, don’t”.
don’t what? when you look up at him with your eyes round and your lipstick smeared and mouth hot on the bulge straining against his pants, what can he do? stop you from unbuckling his pants? stop you from pulling them down his thighs? stop your soft hands from pulling him out of his boxers, stop the soft stroke you give him? he can’t do that to you, princess. not when you’re looking at him like that, not when there are stars in your eyes and more on the plump of your lips.
all haku can do is suck in a deep breath when you give his tip a squeeze, then groan when you releases him totally. don’t tease him like this, princess, you know he can’t do without you.
but you’re reaching for the lippie again and reapplying it and he’s watching the fresh red gloss glide across the full wet of your lip and he can’t move. fists on the tatami cushions underneath him. eyes fixed on the way you set the lipstick down and gently stroke his cock again.
haku watching as you leave a dark red kiss on the tip of his cock. he’s angry purple now and leaking precum and oh, princess, the way your tongue swipes the pearls of it off his tip. he will never get used to it. watches you with eyes half hooded and breath getting heavier as you suckle on his tip, draw more precum out of him with every lap of your tongue. he strokes your cheek with a thumb. you’re perfect. you’ve always been perfect, with your shy laugh and your sweet kisses, but this. oh, god.
he watches as you break off his tip to give his thumb a kiss, leaving his cock standing at attention all shiny and coated with spit. leaving your lips all shiny and coated with spit. but before he can lean down to kiss it off of you you return your attention to his cock and you’re sinking all the way down, taking him all the way into the wet and warm tight of your mouth, and all he can do is groan at how you feel around him. you still when his cock his the back of your throat and oh, god, you do this so well, you always know what to do to make him fall apart, princess— you’re swallowing around him and ah— haku groans at the red ring of lipstick you leave around the base of his cock. groans at the way you pull off just slightly, sees stars at the way your eyes flutter up to meet his, right as you swallow again.
when you pull off it is slow and wet and leaves the both of you breathless in the humid room. you’re in too many layers and both of you know it, but your hands are on his thighs and he’s so painfully hard and all thought flies out the window when he looks at you, dishevelled and kneeling between his legs, lipstick smeared, eyes in the lamplight glowing just for him. when you reach for the lipstick again he thinks that he should buy you lipsticks more often.
and like. anyway. seeing all the marks you left the next morning has haku up and ready to go again. he’s definitely buying more colours after this.
Remus having some sway/power over Sirius and James and being completely oblivious to it is both so funny and dear to me like
He makes big sad cow eyes when they do something he doesn't like? They immediately drop it and never do it again. He looks disappointed when they're bullying someone? Bye victim, they have something more important to do, namely pat Remus on the head and make him smile again. He isolates himself again? They're going to force him back with them or die trying. Etc etc etc.
He's just their special little princess <3
(in Peter's professional opinion, he could dance the hula naked on their laps and they wouldn't notice it, but Remus gets a papercut two floors away and they would go after him like hounds on a chase)
