gn reader, fluff
wc: 1.1k
inspired by this short fic by @/leighsartworks216 that's been bouncing in my head for months !!! also these headcanons by @/tbaluver !!!
Sylus wakes disoriented, well used to rising next to another warm body. Where you should have been in bed is cold and empty. Disgruntled, he sits up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he examines your side of the bed.
Where you should have lain was instead a strange arrangement of your clothes from the night before, arranged as if you had simply vanished and left them behind in your wake. Surely, this was just another one of your bizarre pranks, right...? Trying to convince him you'd been raptured or something equally as absurd.
He catches movement beneath your shirt, what seems to be a small creature squirming beneath the cloth. He lifts it to check beneath, and he is completely bewildered. A cat...?
He finds a tiny kitten, one that can't be more than four or five weeks old. If this is a prank, you certainly went to great lengths for it. After studying it for a few moments, he taps his fingers about a foot in front of it, waiting patiently to see what it does. He doesn't want to scare it, worried that it's timid and he would end up spooking it.
The tiny thing mewls up at him and gets up on wobbly legs, toddling forward towards his hand until it stumbles and falls over, letting out another little cry. Taking pity on the poor creature, he moves his hand closer, holding it still to avoid overwhelming the kitten.
It nuzzles into his fingers without hesitation, seemingly trusting him without a second of hesitation. Sylus studies it while gently scratching behind its ears, his gaze already filled with affection. Not only does it treat him like it already knows him, but it also shares the color of your hair and eyes. Plus, you had mentioned running into a strange wanderer the day before...
He softly calls out your name, and his suspicions are confirmed as the kitten looks up at him with big, wet eyes. His heart throbs. He's unable to part his gaze from the sight of you like this. It must be you, there's no other explanation. He wiggles his hand, coaxing you to chase after it. You do, mewling with every other step. You attempt to ambush one of his fingers when it stills, but you fall short and topple over.
"What am I going to do with you?" He muses, conjuring a tendril of his Evol for you to hunt. You pounce on it eagerly, and his lips turn up in a fond smile. His Evol gently 'fights' you as you turn upside down, holding it tightly in your front paws and scratching at it with your back ones. He plays for you like this until you get too sleepy, seemingly as endlessly entertained with you as you are with him.
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Needless to say, Sylus cancels all of his plans that involve him leaving the base that day. He sends the twins out to buy the necessary supplies to care for you, and keeps you with him while he attends to his daily tasks. You do spend a majority of that time sleeping, but he doesn't mind. Simply watching your little body curled up, your tiny chest rising and falling as you doze, is enough to keep him occupied for a long while. As eager as he is to spoil you like this, he knows you need your rest.
The twins quickly return with what he needs. They're eager to play with you, but Sylus can't help but feel incredibly protective of the little kitten in his care. Of course, he lets them pet you, but if he feels that they begin to get rowdy enough to wake you, he sends them out of the room.
Mephisto seems to be fond of you like this as well. Now that he's much bigger than you, he relishes the opportunity to be protective of you in a way he has never been able to before. He roosts near where you sleep, acting as your 'guard bird' of sorts. He's patient with you when you wake up playful, letting you jump all over him to your heart's content.
Eventually, Sylus discerned that your mewls had turned to those of complaint due to hunger. He brings you into the kitchen, setting you down on the counter as he opens a can of the high-quality cat food Luke and Kieran had brought back for you. (He also had several alternative cans from different brands if you happened to dislike the one he first chose.) Luckily for him, you don't put up a fuss as he gently hand-feeds you, patiently coaxing you to eat until it seems like you're satisfied. Your full belly quickly makes you sleepy again, and he bundles you in a blanket to carry you with him back to his desk, listening to your soft purrs.
Once it's time for bed, Sylus carefully wraps your half-asleep form back up into the fluffy blanket, then deposits you on his huge bed. He tenderly watches you doze for a few moments before rushing off to brush his teeth and change into comfier clothing as quickly as he can. Once he returns, he finds you've escaped your makeshift bindings and are mewling softly in distress. You miss him. The soft, pitiful sounds crush the giant of a man, who hurries back to your side to soothe you.
"Shh, you're alright, sweetie." He coos, lying down beside you as you wobble towards him until you reach his side. You lean your tiny head against his chest, nuzzling him and moving closer to nestle into his sweater. He gently strokes your flank, feeling the delicate vibrations of your purrs rumble against him. "I know, you had such a big day, huh. You poor thing," He murmurs, starting to drift off himself. "You did so well."
He presses a soft kiss to your tiny head, ever reverent and careful. "I miss you." He confesses. "Please come back to me by morning, sweetheart. I love you."
When he wakes, he finds that his wish was granted, and you have returned to normal, fast asleep in his arms. He pulls you tighter to him, closing his eyes and sighing contentedly. Surely no one could blame him for sleeping in a bit longer than usual. And if he takes the day off to shower you with affection, that's only natural, isn't it?
Can you do Argenti, Boothill, Topaz and Robin next?
Of Paws and Promises
Tags: Argenti x Reader, Boothill x Reader, Topaz x Reader, Robin x Reader, Fluff, Humor, Protective Characters, Soft Moments, Kitten Reader, Found Family Vibes, Wholesome Reactions.
Warnings: Light emotional moments (comfort themes), Mentions of magical transformation (no graphic details).
[Part 1]
Argenti had been meditating near a quiet clearing, the sun casting its warm light on the grass. His eyes remained closed in deep contemplation, fully immersed in the peaceful harmony surrounding him. But as a soft sound reached his ears, it interrupted his tranquility. He opened his eyes to see you—now a kitten—sitting by his side, mewing in an almost indignant manner.
At first, Argenti thought he had imagined it, until you tried to nudge his hand with your tiny paws. "What...?" He stared down at the tiny furball with bewilderment. His eyes widened as he knelt down to examine you closer. "You're..." He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
You mewed again, and this time, you attempted to pull out a piece of fabric, something that only you would recognize as evidence of your human identity.
"By Beauty’s grace..." Argenti’s usual stoic demeanor faltered for just a moment. He gently scooped you up in his arms, holding you close with care. "Do not worry, little one. Beauty will guide us through this as well."
With his usual resolve, Argenti’s sense of honor kicked in, and he vowed to help you return to your true form, no matter the cost. For now, though, he couldn’t help but smile softly at how cute you were, even in such a peculiar situation. His heart warmed with affection for you in this new, strange form.
Boothill had just returned from an intense battle, wiping the dust from his jacket when he saw you—a small, wide-eyed kitten—sitting near his boots, pawing at his leg. At first, he thought it was some kind of strange trick, perhaps a new creature from the many planets he'd visited.
But when you meowed and tried to drag out a piece of your belongings from your clothes, Boothill froze. He looked down at you with a mix of disbelief and surprise. "Well, ain’t this somethin’..." He crouched down slowly, his mechanical arm extending cautiously, though there was a tinge of concern behind his usual bravado. "This is a first. You a kitten or somethin'?"
You mewed, as if trying to explain that yes, indeed, you were the same person, just... in a much smaller and fuzzier form. Your eyes sparkled with the same determination Boothill had come to know so well.
He sighed, shaking his head. "You sure know how to pick a fight, don’t ya? Alright, alright, I get it." Boothill carefully picked you up, placing you on his shoulder with a gruff yet gentle motion. "Looks like I got myself a sidekick now, huh?"
Though he maintained his cool, he couldn't help but appreciate the situation in his own way. You might’ve turned into a kitten, but he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to get you back to your original form, ready to face whatever trouble came next.
Topaz was seated in a luxurious chair, reviewing a series of reports when she heard a soft, almost pleading meow. Initially, she didn’t acknowledge it, her mind focused on her work. But the second meow, louder this time, forced her to glance up, and she froze when she saw you—reduced to a tiny kitten, staring up at her expectantly.
"Not again..." Topaz muttered to herself, sighing in exasperation but not without a hint of amusement. She had faced many bizarre situations as a high-ranking member of the IPC, but this one was a new one. "What have you done this time?"
You mewed and nudged a small slip of paper with your tiny paws, trying to show her the evidence. Topaz raised an eyebrow as she examined the note.
"You...turned into a kitten, huh?" Her lips curled into a faint smirk. Topaz was used to handling delicate situations with precision, and this would be no different. "Well, I suppose this is just another challenge to deal with."
She leaned back, her tone shifting to one of quiet amusement. "You’d better be ready, because I’m not going to let this little setback get in the way of business. Hold on tight."
Topaz gently scooped you up, her expression softening as she carefully placed you on her lap, her fingers brushing over your fur. There was something about you in this form that made her smile. "We’ll figure this out soon enough. Until then, you’re going to make an excellent distraction."
Robin was lost in thought, walking along a quiet moonlit path after a performance when she noticed you—a tiny kitten—darting in front of her. At first, she assumed it was just another stray animal, but then she caught sight of the familiar gleam in your eyes, and something about it felt... wrong.
"Is that... you?" Robin’s soft voice carried an air of disbelief. She crouched down, and your small paws reached out to gently nudge her hand.
When you mewed and tried to show the evidence, she gasped. "Oh my... You're... you're really a kitten?" She chuckled softly, shaking her head in mild disbelief. "What a peculiar turn of events."
Robin’s calm and composed demeanor faltered, a smile spreading across her lips as she picked you up gently, cradling you in her arms. "Well, I suppose even I can’t escape the unexpected."
She softly hummed a melody, her gentle touch soothing you. "It’s alright, little one. We’ll find a way to bring you back to your original self. Until then..." Her voice trailed off as she walked along, the moonlight illuminating the path ahead. "I have a song for you, one that only a kitten could understand."
Robin’s music had always held healing power, but now, as she held you close in her arms, it seemed to carry even more weight, as if the very stars themselves had aligned to weave their light through her gentle lullaby.
Hybrid Collage AU where all sororities have a party Reader is a cat hybrid, and Chan is a Wolf hybrid, they both hated each others guts always playing pranks on each other but the last prank reader made
Might have went overboard all of your friends told you “don't do it” but you were stubborn and angry because Chan Photoshoped your body on a hairy man wearing a bikini and put it all over, the students laughed at you for weeks
So you decided to trash what's most important for Bangchan which was his car, you came to the party expecting an angry Chan but you actually couldn't find him anywhere, was he preparing a new prank or something? After some time you forgot all about it and started to slowly drink
But then you felt your body heating up for some reason, were you getting sick? That's when it hit you, your heat, you forgot to take your supplements (it's alpha/omega dynamic btw) and all the alpha's in this party must have triggered it to come sooner than expected
You had to leave, if you made any contact with an alpha or if your heat became full force you wouldn't be safe, as soon as you made it to the door you felt someone slamming you against it "do you find this fucking shit funny?!" No no this wasn't the time
Bangchan stood there looking like he was about to tear you apart "I fucking worked my ass off to get this car, you better have fucking money on you kitten" Chan had always called you kitten to piss you off, you hated that name but right now with how rough Chan was being, And how hard you were being held you liked it
you let out a small whimper, which didn't go unnoticed by the other hybrid "What's up with you? Why aren't you talking back?" Chan looked confused "p-please let go I nee-" "IS THERE SOMEONE IN HEAT?!?!" a yell rang through the party
Chan looked back at the sound then looked at you and his eyes widened "YOU IN HEAT?!?!" Before you could answer Chan mumbled shit and dragged you up the stairs and into a room and locked it, you went to lay on the bed curling in on yourself
It hit you full force now "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU COME TO A PARTY FULL OF ALPHAS ON YOUR FUCKING HEAT" Chan yelled but stoped when he saw your TEARS, he sighed "listen I will go out and lock the door this is my room so uhh do what you have to?" "Don't leave me alone.. " you mumbled still crying softly
The wolf's hybrid eyes widen "I don't know if you noticed but I'm an alpha and you're an omega, not only that you're an omega in heat we can't be alone in one room, you're lucky I have good self control or I would-"
But you don't care you slowly stand up dragging him to the bed and grinding on him.
”alpha pleaaasss” “shit stop - fuck grinding on me, if you were sober you wouldn't want that” ”always wanted to be knotted by a wolf”
Fuck there was only so much Chan could do, and if he's honest with himself he always wanted to fuck you, so pretty and feisty, always talking back and fighting back even tho you were so small and cute
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Might write it later :)
Or if someone wants to write it instead I'm fine with that as well lol
Okay so this idea came to me when I was making breakfast but imagine…
Hybrid! Dog! Reader! Whose just a lazy or low energy dog like real lazy because a) it’s in their nature and b) their just lazy. I imagine them as a French bulldog because sometimes they have energy and are like hey lemme just uh play around a bit and than nap or stare at you.
But one day the family or Bruce and D!ck (I feel like it would be those two) decides to take them to a dog park in disguise and at first Reader is scared cause their like omg the last time they did this they were taking me to the vet hell no! But they see that they’re going in a different direction and they’re like huh that’s suspicious that’s weird.
They arrive at the dog park and are encouraged to go run and play which at first their like no take me back home and starts to paw at them but the family won’t budge so they approach the other dogs but than decided to sit in the corner.
A couple minutes later they’re running around yapping happily sniffing other dogs and when it’s time to go they have to be dragged home.
When they get home whoever didn’t go to the dog park are quite shocked that Reader has energy and also zoomies! It’s very cute and chaotic because while they’re running they jump and kind of bark a bit saying I made a friend or friends!
Another scenario I have is Hybrid! Dog! Reader who’s a golden retriever so every time their near water they try to jump into its like a hassle even in the winter or like imagine them jumping into bodies of water in public even if they were told not to do it anymore.
Last scenario, Hybrid! Cat! Reader who accidentally discovers catnip how would the family react? 👀
I HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY/ NIGHT/ EVENING!!!! 🩷❤️🧡💚💚🩵💙💜🤎🖤🩶🤍
⭐️ anon
Lovely, as always, to see you in my inbox, ⭐️anon!
These are very cute scenarios!💚 It looks like your drabbles are for a domestic batfam rather than yan bats. Which I’m totally for, dude. It’s cute family life! I wish I thought of drabbles over breakie, haha
However on a slightly serious note, one of my family dogs was killed last Friday, so I’m not going to add onto your puppy fics too soon, I’m really sorry. I just don’t necessarily want to think too much about dogs right now. They’re really epic though!!
In relation to the cat nip, I’ve already made a small drabble on it here, if you wanna check it out🦖🦖
Though if you want more on it as an apology for not adding onto your puppy!reader ask, then I’ll go into more detail about it for you, just send me an ask, pookie💚💚
Imagine steve just toying with the kittenreaders clit without doing anymore than that. Lets say that ari lended the kitten to him for a few days and ther first few days he only lets kitten high and dry, just toying, flicking, licking, fake fucking her clit but never really doing anything about it even taking pictures abou how big the clit is with his ministrations for the rest of the boys
He even buys for her a horse toy that has a dick in it but put it on the lowest voltage and just keep seeing the reader begging
And now is the choice send her like this to daddy ari for him to destroy her or himself do it
ok i know this was probably for "put me in a movie" but since that's bunny!reader, why not make a new au for cute shy kitten!reader: *drabble below*
you're Ari's sweet kitten, he's been alone for a long time and decided it was time to get a pet. his friends couldn't have been happier bc your daddy shares you with them, you're their entertainment and little plaything, but since Ari paid for you, he always gets first dibs/the guys have to ask him for permission about certain things. and when your daddy takes a work trip, he drops you off at Steve's house, his closest friend and gives him the green light for anything.
steve has always had a fascination with your parts, not only your kitty parts aka your cute twitchy ears and soft tail but that glorious spot between your legs. whenever you've had playtime with him and your daddy, he's obsessed with your button. he loves watching it swell up, get all sensitive, bc "the puffier it is, the better it tastes," he said once. and being in his care is no different. he's a tease, rubbing you through your panties during breakfast or movie nights, letting you grind against his hand before pulling away when you get close. he loves watching you cry and whine in frustration, it's the cutest thing.
you thought he'd finally give you a break when you woke up to him between your thighs, tonguing your clit over your panties until they were soaked with his spit and your slick. "have a good sleep, kitty?"
you nod with glazed eyes, "y-yes, stevie."
he pulls the cotton aside, groaning at the sight of your puffy kitty button, just begging for relief, "you were moaning in your sleep. what were you dreaming about?"
ever so gently, his lips suckle on your nub, the slow suction is enough for you to fist his hair. "I-I, uh! Don't stop!"
He chuckles against you, sending vibrations through your sleepy body. "just a little bit of—" he licks up your slit, "—and you go dumb. that's adorable, kitty."
ofc, he doesn't let you come that morning, or that afternoon when you ride his thigh. and in those pictures/videos he sends to the other guys and your daddy, you're wearing the biggest pout as he gets a good view of your hypersensitive, needy clit. "look how big it is. I've been teasing her for four days." he says, just brushing his fingers over your bundle, making you squeal, "I'm surprised kitty's love button hasn't exploded with all that blood in it."
now i don't know what you mean by horse toy but let's go with a classic Sybian !! it's a present from him and ari, and steve's responsible for getting a long, loud, wet and messy video of you on the toy, bc "your daddy misses you, kitty. maybe we should send him a video so he knows you haven't forgotten about him?"
Link for it on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26114869
Notes: Hey there! This work has been beta'd by the amazing @3ambird, who is so amazing and honestly improved this work so so much. Thank you <3.
Also, this is my first attempt at a reader-insert. I tried my best to leave it as gender neutral as possible, however, since I can't not read "y/n" as "yin", for some reason, I just didn't use it. The reader is referred to as kitten, and is called pretty at least once, so don't read it if those are things that may trigger you or make you uncomfortable.
You’ve been Catwoman’s partner for some time now, and you’ve had a run-in with almost all of the bats at least once. Except for the small one, running around in a colorful suit, carrying a sword wherever he went. You weren’t sure you wanted to meet him either. The other ones, they were mostly fun. Especially the blonde girl with the big cape and the cute guy wearing black and blue. Well, most of them were cute in their own way, but not all of them were... charming like those two.
The Bat himself gave you the creeps, so avoiding him was your number one priority, even if it didn’t seem like it was Selina’s. The two red ones weren’t as bad, but the helmet made you wary and those wings were a little too laughable. But hey, at least they were functional. The yellow guy seemed nice too, even though you only ever saw him when you’re out of costume, during the day. Batwoman and Batgirl however are just too scary to talk about, so you’ll leave it at that (seriously, isn’t that full-face-covering cowl uncomfortable? What if she needs a drink during the night?).
So let’s just say that meeting the last bat wasn’t on your plans for tonight. Sure, you loved having a full set, but you’d prefer to meet him when you have a better handle on the situation.
You’d had to break back into the mob warehouse you and Selina had just stolen from, seeing as you dropped your knife on your way out. You had a feeling the sheath was needing a replacement, but chalked it up to your shopaholic tendencies and ignored it. Maybe you shouldn’t have, considering that now you had to walk into a crime scene; a man had been murdered only a couple of feet away from the room you had cleared. Believe it or not, the murder wasn’t even on you or Catwoman, it was a regular execution from a guy that had betrayed the boss.
Of course, selling that story to the cops would be damn near impossible, even if you both had been keeping your hands (mostly) clean for a while now.
Luckily, cops weren’t exactly bright. Sneaking past them was easier then they’d want you to believe. So you’d effortlessly slipped into the room again, leaning down to look for the blade you dropped. Of course, Catwoman had made you come alone, because “It’s your mess, you clean it up.” Thanks for the help, mentor. You hope you won’t need any.
Cops are easy to handle.
Bats aren’t.
So, just your luck, you ended up attracting their newest member, a sword-wielding Robin with a homicidal glare on his face. You can’t even be sure the no kill rule applies to him as he stares at you in the dimly lit room. But the closer he gets, the less scared you are of him, as weird as it may seem. And when he opened his mouth, well...
“What’s your business here, thief?” A high, child-like voice came out. You stood up… and he barely reached your chest, and you weren’t exactly tall yourself either. A smile crept across your face “What’s so funny?”
“You’re... Small.” He scowled “Intimidating, sure, but small, and cute. You’re a kid.”
“And?”
“And nothing.” You shrug “I just noticed I don’t have a reason to be scared of you anymore.”
“I could kill you!” He raised his sword.
“Sure.” You examined your nails “But you won’t, will you? Because the older bats wouldn’t like it.” He growled. You smirked.
“What. Is. Your. Business. Here.” He pointed the tip of his blade at you “Don’t make me ask again.”
“I lost my knife. I just came here to get it so those stupid pigs wouldn’t waste their time chasing us instead of chasing the actual murderer.”
“And how can I be sure you’re not the murderer?”
You rolled your eyes and lowered his blade with your diamond claws.
“The man was killed with a gun. We cats would use our claws. I thought you bats were supposed to be like, super smart?”
“We are, trust me. I, for one, am smart enough not to let you simply walk out, thief. Whatever it is that you were doing here that led you to drop your knife isn’t good.” He raised his sword once again, in a fighting stance “You are coming with me, little kitten.”
“Oh, c’mon.” You also took a fighting stance, although a little more reluctantly, you didn’t want to fight the kid. “I didn’t kill him, and we were stealing from the bad guys. Isn’t that good enough for you?”
“Stealing is still a crime.”
“Look, I’m tired. Can’t you just... let me go? and we can play catch another night?”
“I don’t think so.” He said, then charged, but you evaded his swing with ease. His sword hit an empty wooden shelf instead.
“Excuse me,” Nightwing spoke, as he appeared by the door. “Can I ask what is such a well cared for kitten doing so far from home?”
“Pretty Wing!” You exclaimed, smiling “Care to calm down your murderous sidekick?”
“I’m not his sidekick!” He yelled behind you.
“Whatever.” You waved your hand dismissively.
“I believe this is yours.” He handed you your knife “What was it doing here?”
“I dropped it while me and Catwoman were clearing the room.” You answered, taking it back “The sheath got a little too old, and the knife fell out. I only realised I didn’t have it when we were all the way home, so I had to come get it back on my own.”
“So you admit you were stealing then?” The boy asked. You just rolled your eyes.
“Yeah, what’d you expect?” You turn around, hands on your waist “These guys were asking for protection money in the East End. Those folks barely get enough to eat, and now they had to pay absurd amounts to keep some bullies at peace. So, we took it back for them.”
“Really?” Nightwing raised an eyebrow.
“Mhmm.” You answered, nodding “Can I go now?” You purred out, pretty eyes staring at the older hero.
“Not yet.” He crossed his arms as you pouted and leaned on the wall, playing with your hair “What can you tell me about that homicide?”
“That he had it coming? I caught that guy trying to feel up a girl in a club once. Should’ve cut his fat, ugly hands off.”
“Something we can use to catch the killer, maybe?” He asked again. You sighed.
“I think it was an old fashioned execution.” You answered, pushing your body away from the wall and pacing a little “We heard some guys come in, one of them muttering about treason or whatever, that boring ‘gotta leave a message’ type of talk. We left before we heard a gunshot though.” You stopped in front of him, placing your hands on his chest “So, do I get a kiss for being such a helpful kitten?”
“Unhand him, you ugly stray!” Robin pointed his blade at you yet again.
“I’m not ugly! Or a stray!” You answered, offended “And I don’t see him pushing me away.” You smirked at the kid before looking up at the man once again “And the kiss?”
“Maybe some other time.” He smiled, amused by the exchange. You pouted again.
“Oh c’mon, not even a peck? Can’t your son look the other way for a second?”
“I’m not his son.” The other answered before Nightwing had a chance.
“Whatever.” You said again “Please? I’ve been very well behaved lately.” You purred.
“I’ll see you around.” He smiled down at your pouting face as you stepped back. Robin had a winning smirk on his face. Suddenly, Nightwing stepped towards you again “You know what? Just because Robin looks too happy, come here.” He grabbed your waist with one hand and your face with the other, pulling you in for a quick kiss.
“Mmm.” You smirked as you separated, Robin’s face a mix between shock and pure rage as Nightwing’s hand was still set on your hip “That was nice.” You walk away from him, stopping by the window “You know where to find me if you want more.” You wink at him.
“Go home, pretty kitten.” He laughed, leaning against the wall.
You disappear in the night feeling good about yourself. You stretched your hands above your head, before dashing off home bound, scaling buildings and jumping between rooftops.
New year orgasm >>>> New year kiss. Better if one of the daddies (I imagine Andy cause I am obsessed with him) sucks on reader's puffy clit and edges her till the clock strikes 12.
(....maybe the edging has been happening the whole day... )
mhhhm this screams kitten!reader and her daddies !!
daddy andy has you for new years bc ari and steve are on a business trip. usually, andy isn't mean, he's actually the sweetest of them but this time is much different 🥴 he teases you the entire party, introducing you to his guests as his girl, something Ari would get pissed about later, and tracing his fingers along your lace panties—still wet with his cum from earlier: he jerked off into your panties when they were around your thighs, and didn't let you have a taste! not even when you begged on your knees like a good kitty!
perhaps patience is key bc after you've spent the majority of the night squirming and sulking, andy pulls you into his office with a sly smirk. then he has you on his desk, splayed across all the important documents. you whine and whimper, tugging at his styled hair as he suckles on your puffy, swollen clit, rubbing your folds raw with his beard 😣 "still ten minutes before midnight, you better not come yet," he groans into your cunt, peppering hot kisses down your slit, "or else you wanna take a trip to Lloyd's house—you know how much he hates disobedient kittens."
hi sonny!! i haven’t asked about ex fiancé!ari yet but this thought just came to me like… randomly. i’m supposed to be writing an essay but i can’t get to it without saying this..
ex fiancé!ari talking to his sweet naive girl, more like to her little pussy, while overstimming her and telling reader… “see, this little fluttering pussy knows what she wants, you need to listen to her more” or something like that
KFBEKXJD MY FACE IS HOT THINKING ABOUT IT AND IT MAY BE REALLY CHEESY IM SORRY IDK HOW TO WRITE BUT IVE BEEN THINKING TOO MUCH ABOUT IT
- ✨🐬 anon
dear goodness 😵💫😵💫 let me just save this for every filthy au i have, and kith your sexy mind too !! 😚🫶
