Nerdy pervert albedo who’s got a big crush on you.
Warnings: perverted thoughts, panty stealing, some fem dom, teasing, riding, slight size kink, slight overstim, some sub albedo, orgasm denial, top reader
Tags: @diamond-3
Nerdy Albedo who’s always had a massive crush on you. Always seeing you go to and from class in maxi skirts or minidresses, but never slutty - they’re always just bordering on innocent. And he gets quite obsessed with you. He’s so sweet, always offering to help you with chemistry or advanced biology, stares down your shirt as if you don’t notice the way he’s trying hard not to face plant into your chest. You don’t say anything though - not yet at least.
He’s top of the class in your university, always studying and seen at the library or the lab. Nose buried in a textbook and highlighting his notes, rewriting problems and solving them again and again. Always wearing oversized hoodies and jeans, his blonde hair tied back with big black glasses slipping down his nose. You think he’s cute.
And with finals coming up you need his help. See, you suck at bio and chem, and you beg him to help you study. So after class you’re bounding towards him, asking him for his grace. Doesn’t even see you with his head down and headphones on, until two manicured hands with pretty lavender nails plop down in front of him on his desk and he’s looking up at you towering over him,
“Please Albedo, help me study for the final. I’ll make it up to you.” You say softly, hands on his paper as you push down towards his face in a little pout, and he gulps at the way your lips plump and push out, faint sheen of cherry lipgloss coating your mouth and he wants to lick it off. He’s a little shocked you even know his name - but you’re not the mean type, and maybe that’s what he likes loves about you. And god, he can feel his pants tightening at the way he can smell your body wash, faint chamomile and citrus that makes a intoxicating swirl curl in his brain.
“Y- yeah! Of course I’ll help you, Y/n.” He mumbles, a little too excited and it makes you grin, his big teal eyes wide under his glasses as he fiddles with his pencil. “Great! I’ll meet you in the library at 5:00.” You sing, grabbing your bag and skipping out the door. He can see the way your skirt swishes, the pretty periwinkle one that looks so good on your ass, and gets the view of your soft thighs that lead up to that creamy haven between your legs. He shakes his head, bulge hard in his pants as he tugs on his hair, “you don’t even know her.” He thinks to himself, but he does.
He’s been in almost all your classes last year and this year, and sat either next or behind you. Memorized how you write in class, pink pen swirling over the paper in pretty swooped lines. He’s heard you giggle at your friends texts, and he wishes he could talk to you like that. He’s walked past your wide open dorm room, an invitation for new friends (he’s been too shy to go in and say anything) but he gets glimpses of what you like and how you live and he falls even harder. Albedo has even seen you making out with Kaeya behind the vending machine behind campus, and instead of the superficial rage that comes with puppy love crushes - he got hard.
Albedo got hard at the sight of Kaeya pinning you against the brick wall and spitting in your mouth, sucking on your tongue till you whined, pushing his fingers down your throat as he bruised your neck with harsh bites. Albedo watched it happen, and yes he wished it was him, but he also shuddered and thought about the scene way too often when he was alone in his dorm, pumping his cock to the memory of you cumming on Kaeya’s fingers.
But Albedo pushes those thoughts out of his head, he’s got to meet you across campus at the library in a few. And he gets there before you, setting up his notes and laptop, drumming his fingers nervously as he waits for you. And you walk in, and you’ve got your books in one hand giving him a smile with the other.
For some reason, the library is emptier than usual, and Albedo gets a shiver down his spine at the lewd thoughts that spill into his brain. “Hey Bedo, sorry if I’m late.” You say, pulling out a chair next to him and he’s blushing. Sees the way your thighs plush as you sit down, skirt riding up towards the tops of your thighs, dangerously close to the cotton panties and he gulps. “Bedo?” He says, neck hot as he tries not to faint then and there. “Yeah, s’ my nickname for you. You don’t like it?” You pout, arms crossed as you lean forward towards his face. Fuck, you have to stop doing that he thinks. “No!” He says quickly and loudly, you raise a brow at him, “No, I mean, I like it, it’s uh- nice.”
And it’s normal for a bit, you both start studying and reviewing. He’s quite a good teacher you think, and you actually learn what you need to. But it gets tiring, and you’re scooting out of your chair and stretching your arms up to the ceiling and see Albedo staring from the corner of you eye, you smirk to yourself.
He’s so gross, your silly pervy little nerd. What a cute little dork he is, flushed red down to the apples of his cheeks at the way he can see your panties when you bend over in your skirt, or when you reach up high to grab a book on the top shelf, sees it hugging your pussy lips and he drools at the sight. Wants to push you down on the table and suck at the cotton till it’s dripping with his saliva, suckle on your clit to watch you cream on his tongue, tease you with his fingers till you sob and beg him to fuck you and-
Albedo wipes the drool with hurried hands as he feels the mortification build in his body. Fuck, he’s such a wiener he thinks, and he hears you giggle, the sound making his breath hitch. “You’re cute ya know.” You say, head resting in your hand, and he sees the way your tits are pushed up in your strappy camisole, faint peeking of your nipples through the fabric, are you even wearing a bra?
He looks at you with wide glossy eyes, “Cute? You- you think I’m cute.”
God his face couldn’t get any hotter, and you bite your lip at his flushed cheeks and almost watery eyes. You scoot forward in your seat, knee bumping his thigh, and you brush a pretty hand over his thigh.his breath getting caught in his lungs, “I see the way you look at me in class.”
He chokes, it looks like he might cry, snapping his head so fast you think he might get whiplash. “What?!” He’s so humiliated, you knew? This entire time. “Yeah,” you lean closer, lips pressed against his ear, “you look at me like you wanna fuck me across the desk like a fucking pervert.” Voice fluttery and sultry, makes a weight pool in his stomach and his cock harden.
“M’sorry.” He whines, and you grin. Biting his earlobe to hear him gasp and lapping at it with your tongue. “What are you sorry for? For being a perv? Or for stealing my panties from my hamper?” You whisper, tone mocking and teasing. Albedo might actually pass out. God, you knew about that too? His face is burning down to his sternum, and he’s looking away from you, focusing on the fabric of your skirt riding up as you lean towards his lap.
“S’ okay Bedo, I forgive you.” He sighs, shoulders dropping in relief, “but you have to make it up to me.” And he slaps a hand over his mouth at the feeling of your small hands grabbing and stroking his clothed cock. “Ah- wait, Hah- please.” You’re smiling at the way he’s already jerking his hips in your hand, he’s gonna be so much fun to ruin.
And that’s how he ends up sobbing back in your dorm, cock achey and so fucking hard it hurts. Hands cuffed to the headboard gripping the railing so hard you think he’ll yank them off. You’ve had him like this forever it feels like, started with you making him drool because you shoved your tongue into his mouth, licking up his palate and sucking his tongue like it was hard candy. And you teased him, pumping his hard length between your slick hands till he was so so close, tip pulsing between your fingers and you pulled away. Over and over till he sobbed and yanked so hard on the railing you almost gave in.
You gave him a sinister grin, slipping your soaked cotton panties down your legs and spreading yourself over him, rubbing his throbbing cock between your drippy pussy lips, catching the leaking slit on your clit. Till you see him beg and grovel with wobbly lips and flushed cheeks, tummy clenching and unclenching. And you give him what he wants, dropping down on his lap all the way. The moan he let out was pure sin, so delicious you wanted to hear it again and again.
His hips bucking into your wet sloppy cunt that kisses and drools down his thighs. “Please- lemme cum-! M’sorry, just, Hah, lemme feel you cum around me at least,” albedo whines, droopy lashes from smeared tears. His cheeks puffy and blown from crying, he looks so cute.
“You’re such a pervert. Stealin’ my panties, I bet you jerked your dirty cock into them didn’t you? Got your gross cum all over them like a loser. You’re always thinking about fucking me.” You hum, lips pushed into a sneer. “Is that all you think about in your dirty little mind? Your cock in my pussy, pumping me with your cum? Huh?” You mock, biting down in his neck and Albedo swears he goes cross eyed as he hits his hips into you, faint clapping of the wet slick of both of your thighs, your pulpy walls squeezing and clamping down so hard he shudders. Back arching as he white knuckles the iron headboard.
You smirk, grinding down on his cock, rolling them around and groaning when you feel him hit that soft patch that sits so far inside you - you really didn’t think he’d be this big. Big enough that the stretch made you shiver and you had to press a hand to his tummy when you bottomed out. The three big veins underneath pulsing inside your sensitive cunt, he leans a little bit to the left you notice (feel it too) and he’s rubbing against that spot that makes you stupid.
Leaning down and lapping at his chest, sucking marks and leaving ringed teeth rings into his ivory skin. “You make me cum and I’ll let you fill me up.” You coo, already gone with how good he feels, palms smoothing over his neck and Albedo nods with a shakey whimper, doubling his efforts of snapping into you from underneath as best he can. Planting his feet firm against the bed and lifting his thighs up, he’s stronger than he looks, sliding so easily in and out he’s wondering if you’re usually this drenched.
You moan, he’s hitting parts you didn’t know existed, kissing your puckered cervix with each thrust and you whine, reaching down a hand to rub at your pearly clit till you gush all over his lap. Panting into his open mouth as you continue bouncing your hips even though it aches a bit. Albedo’s practically cumming as he feels your nails dig into shoulders - the hands he’s dreamt about since freshman year of college. Keens as he watches you orgasm, and how your pretty eyes that have streaks of black mascara and shimmery eyeshadow roll back into your skull, and how you jerk your plushy walls down over his overused cock. Spurting milky rivulets into your tight heat.
You’re swirling your hips, keeping yourself on top of him as you let him loose, and he’s snatching your love handles and pulling you up and down his cock that still hasn’t gone down yet.
“Ah-! Wait, ha - albedo wait!” You squeak, cunt fluttering like hummingbirds wings around his stiffy, and he’s groaning. “I’ve waited so long for this, m’ not stopping now.” He laps at your chest and spills drool all over your skin, wrapping his arms around your waist and hauling you up and down till you can’t even tell if he’s pulling out or not. He makes word on his promise to pump you full, to spill into you till it’s leaking and won’t come out for days - he’s earned it don’t you think?
Besides it’d probably be wise to tell him you had a silly crush on him too. <3
