#loid fluff

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: SPY x FAMILY (Manga), SPY x FAMILY (Anime) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loid Forger | Twilight/Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess, Anya Forger & Loid Forger | Twilight & Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess Characters: Loid Forger | Twilight, Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess, Franky Franklin, Anya Forger Summary:

I really dont know but I guess I'll just be creating a twilight x yor fanfic. Also it will also contain a full time denying Twilight, sorry not sorry. Enjoy!

[darlingchronicles]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

CHAPTERS - 1/1 (complete)

Fandoms : Spyxfamily (anime) Spyxfamily (manga)

Spoiler warning (s)?: NONE

Summary

Unfortunately, Anya's not very good at makeup, but the master of disguise just happens to be her father...

[noteriii]

i want you || twilight

twilight - loid forger x reader 

chapter 01

maybe it was how you were raised by top secret spies, or how you barely remember your real parents. regardless of your upbringing, it was a surprise to absolutely no one when you had no dreams of being a mother. parenting seemed too tasking, too much effort and time spent on one small person. it was never a goal, nor something you thought of as a kid. however, falling in love was something you had always wanted. it seemed like it was a feeling straight out of a storybook. the prince saves the princess and instantly falls in love, getting married and living happily ever after. those were your favorite types of novels to read when growing up. now, freshly at age twenty, it seemed that the feeling truly was just from a storybook- a fairytale.

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you stood in your makeshift home, a warm cup of coffee in your hands as you glanced out of the window. it was a nice day out, a small breeze blowing through the city. maybe, if you chose to live a normal life, this would be where you were now: standing in your cute apartment in the city with breakfast on the table and your partner in the bathroom still getting ready for the day. maybe, if you lived a normal life, you would experience love for what it was and not for what you needed it to be for a mission. taking a sip of your coffee, you hummed lightly to the music quietly playing through the small speakers in your kitchen. the sound of the bathroom door opening draws you out of your light daze, a smile crawling onto your face. "goodmorning," a voice says as you turn your attention to the source of the sound. looking at the person in front of you, you can feel your heart beat faster but choose to say it was the caffeine running through your system. "goodmorning, twilight." you greet him softly, motioning to the table. the blonde nods once and rests a towel along his shoulders to keep his wet hair from getting his shirt wet. he takes his own coffee cup and glances outside as he takes a sip. "today's weather seems really nice out." he says casually, and you nod in response. it was moments like these where sometimes, you wished you had nothing to do with WISE. the small, mundane moments spent domestically were ones that made you think twice about choosing to do your job. you set your cup into the sink and rinse it off, clearing your throat. "it's a beautiful day to end the mission too, don't you think?" you asked him, placing the cup into the dishwasher.

this mission was a long one, to say the least. a tough one too, considering they had to send both you and twilight in together. with you and the blonde being the organization's two uprising agents in ranking, it wasn't very often they sent you on missions together as they felt you could both handle your own. on paper, it seemed easy. infiltrate an illegal drug trade was what you remembered reading. you thought it would be a solo mission, really. but when you showed up to the train station with your bags and a key, you suddenly felt a small sense of dread seeing your close friend waiting for you with a miniscule smirk on his face. you two were to play lovers under aliases. he was from a well known family, rich and untouchable. you were his sweet, flirtatious girlfriend who would be used to entertain the men at the venue you two would be hosting later one night. it was supposed to be an easy task, really.

"i suppose it is.. but part of me doesn't want it to end." the blonde answers you from the dining table, reading the morning's paper that you had picked up earlier that day. you turn to him with a raised brow as you dry your hands on a dish towel. "what is that supposed to mean?" you asked him, leaning against the kitchen counter to give him your full attention. "this is nice, isn't it? you and i living together in the city and living unusually boring lives." he replied, to which you let out a small laugh. "i don't think running an illegal drug cartel and night club for disgustingly old men seems like a necessarily boring life," you tell him, managing a chuckle out of him. "and you and i? living together in a small home like lovers," you added, "it doesn't seem too bad." you tell him with a small smile.

it wasn't a surprise to anyone if they found out the truth between you and twilight. the stolen glances and small gifts you would give each other after coming back from a mission. it was as transparent as the glass windows you would look out of every morning.

you loved him and he loved you.

twilight lets out another small laugh, his smile causing your heart to race. "you and i do make a great couple, that's for sure," he says, taking another sip of his coffee, "fake or not." you opened your mouth to reply to him, interrupted by the landline phone ringing. the blonde is quick to answer the phone, a new shift of seriousness washing over the room. "yes, i understand. we'll be there as soon as we can. yes, have a good morning." he tells the person on the phone before hanging up. he turns to you, letting out a deep sigh. "they need us to start moving. are you ready, my love?" his words cause your face to heat up and you simply find yourself nodding. you two were playing lovers, though you both knew it would mean nothing once the job was done. for now, you'd bask in the loving nicknames and affectionate touches.

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it would be some time after that mission for you and twilight to see each other again. between brief glances in the organization's halls and secretive meet-ups in the middle of the night, you and twilight were tied together with an invisible red thread. your heart beat for the man who held you close when you cried. he knew your deepest thoughts and you knew his. you were in love with a spy, and so was he. it was the most dangerous game out there.

though you never dreamt of your own happily ever after, you began to see just a glimpse of it with agent twilight. " [REDACTED]," he says your name. your real name. "it's been a while." he says to you as you entered the dingy and certainly sticky restaurant booth. "only a few months." you reply to him, saying his name. his real name. "almost a year," he reaches over the table, taking your hands into his own. "i've missed you." he tells you quietly, looking softly into your eyes. you smiled at him, feeling your cheeks turn red. "i've missed you so much." you tell him as you take in his features properly. it had been a long few months for the both of you, being sent in separate directions for operations only yourselves could handle. your heart ached the moment you said goodbye to him, a fleeting kiss and utter of three sacred words. you promised to be his and he promised to be yours that day you bid farewell. if he were truly in love with you, the promise would have been honorable.

"twilight," your voice was quiet, as if you were about to tell a secret. "would you marry me?"

you two both signed your lives away when deciding to become a spy. you were no longer [y/n] and he was no longer [REDACTED]. you were not allowed a family of your own, nor were you allowed to love. feelings would only get in the way, afterall.

"ares, you know the answer to that." his voice cuts through the quiet atmosphere and you knew at that moment, he was right. the silence cut through your chest and went straight for your heart, shattering it and causing it to come up through your throat to choke you as tears blurred your vision.

"i can't marry you, i'm sorry."

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pls tell me if formatting is weird :,) it was originally written on wattpad

[thanksbutno98]

Does anyone have any requests I’m having trouble figuring out what to write next 😅

[thanksbutno98]

@honeybeearchive “🥰🥰could you do Loid x reader where he seduces the reader for information about a mission he’s on? Much love❤️ you can also call me bunny, I’d like to be friends, you seem super cool😊”

This is totally NSFW!

Here you go my love! Cranked it out a little early. Not proof read! 🥰🌻

Warning: NSFW, vaginal sex, loid using sex as a means for info 😏

Please

Hunched over his bathroom sink tongue peeking out over his top lip, Loid combed his blonde hair back trying to get it to stay in place, then ruffling his hand through it. It needed to be perfectly messy. His hair was thick and loved to lay flat on his forehead. It took a lot of gel and coercing to get it to stay right where he wanted it to most days, so finding the perfect amount of messy was important. He didn’t want to seem unhinged.

Finally satisfied with his look, Loid loosened his tie, then took off a single cuff link. Disheveled was the look he needed. He knew you would be out drinking with your work friends tonight. So seeming drunk and disbelieved was crucial. He also knew you were a pretty observant person.

“Perfect!” He was a master of disguise and being able to wear his normal face and still complete a mission was rare but exciting. Would someone recognize him down the line? It was quite troublesome but he enjoyed talking himself out of situation like that. It was the thrill of the job.

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You were sitting legs crossed at your favorite bar, an unknown amount of drinks in. All you knew was you were about 2 drinks from feeling on top of the world. You had on your little black dress that made your breasts look amazing and had people staring at your ass as you walked by. Your two friends sat to your right rating each man that tried to hit on you. This was something you liked, sitting on the end in hopes a handsome man may show up. Even though you had batted off a few at this point. One more might do the trick considering you were the only single one and your girlfriends were rooting for you.

Tonight that was the night you so desperately wanted to find someone. You had been on a two month dry spell and GIRL were you ready for a good night. The vibrator you kept close was becoming boring at this point. You just hoped the guy you went home with was tall at this point. You needed this dry spell to be over even if you had to down grade. Which was not usually your style but at this point was becoming a reality.

To your surprise an extremely handsome yet drunk man plopped down in the seat next to you. He accidentally bumped your shoulder spilling your drink on the friend next to you. His blonde hair was in disarray as he turned to you quickly a shocked look on his face. You quickly noticed he had a cuff link missing and his top button was ripped off as his tie hung lose.

“So sorry! Didn’t mean to bump into you” he slurred turning away. Raising his large hand to call the bartender over.

“Could I have a water, and whatever this beauty wants, and give her friends a shot or whatever they want.” He asked the bartender reaching out a fist full of cash. Turning and smiling at you, his hand lightly touching the small of your back. Normally this would be off putting but he had such an innocent air about him. He had the brightest of blue eyes and was just your type. Tall, Blonde, muscular, and kind to boot. Just looking at him was staring to make your panties wet.

“Your luck just changed!” One of your friends howled in a drunken state. She was not wrong, the man who sat next to you was model status. Slapping her arm quickly you turned to her and shushed her, a firm finger landing on her lips. Both of your friend ordered expensive drinks and got you a shot of tequila because they knew tequila makes you horny.

“I’m Y/N. Thanks for the drinks, but are you okay?” Wanting to make sure he was okay and didn’t need help before you pursued him.

“Loid, Yeah I’m great! My friends went to the strip club and that’s not my thing so I stayed behind.” He shyly admitted rubbing the back of his neck, a blush forming on his high cheek bones.

“Oh strip clubs aren’t your thing? Why’s that?” You teased. His body was fully turned towards you giving you all of his attention.

“I would prefer a woman to actually want me. . . Can I be honest?” The question was bashful and made you curious.

“Of course, Loid.” You flirted, bating your eyelashes. Watching his blue orbs float between yours and your pert lips.

“When I walked in I just thought you have the most gorgeous smile. I’ve been trying to work up the courage to say hello” the tips of his ear turned pink at his confession. His sincerity made you heart skip a beat. Little did you know this was all a routine for Loid. He did mean it when he said you were beautiful, he was thanking his lucky stars to have you as his target tonight.

“Well, hello there” you blushed pushing a stray hair back. “So what do you do for work?” You asked taking the shot of tequila right after. The taste made you face twist into a grimace as you sucked on the sour lime. A blush formed on your cheeks as you watched Loids blue eye fixated on your lips which were wrapped around the sour fruit.

“Fuck it, can we just get out of here?” Loid half pleaded as your hand fell on his thigh, a laugh leaving your throat. Your hand was expecting to hit the flesh of his thigh but it landed on his long cock, straining against his pants. Your eyebrow quirked in surprise at his impressive length.

“Slow down handsome” you flirted “why don’t we go back to my place for a drink and see where things go?”

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Your body laid pliant under Loids as you moaned begging him for more. He had been edging you for what felt like forever.

“Please, please let me cum!” You begged as his thumb left your clit. Loids hips kept their relentless pace keeping you so close to the edge. This kind of attention to all the right, yet sensitive parts of your body was foreign. It was out of the ordinary for a man to make you cum. It was new territory to have a man bring you to the brink of orgasm to only rip it away. This new experience was making you feral.

“Cmon, you gotta do a little better than saying please.” Loid growled, his cock buried deep in your pulsing pussy. A shiver ran down your spine as he brought his thumb back to your abused clit.

“Please” you whispered against his shoulder as he drove his hips harshly into you. Your fingers dug into his back as you hiked you leg higher up his hip, trying to get more of a stretch.

“I’ll let you cum if you tell me who’s being appointed Berlint Banks next representative.” Loid whispered in your ear. Dragging his warm tongue along the shell of your ear.

“I’ll make you cum around my cock until you can’t remember your own name.” the velvet tone of Loids voice made your soft wet walls clench around his length. He groaned loudly as he tried to hold back his own orgasm. He had to fuck you into submission, then he could actually enjoy himself. The mission always came first, even before the both of you.

Work was the last thing on your mind. Why would you ever care about that information when you had a gorgeous man inside of you. Stretching you more than you ever had been. His stamina was quite impressive.

Loids thrusts were beginning to knock the wind out of you as the pleasure of feeling full took over. You called his name and for more. Nothing could ever replace this feeling of the drag of a cock against your pleading cunt. He knew you were ready to cum but he chased his own destination. The mission.

Loid was driving his hips into you furiously knowing you were about to break. With each thrust your breast bounced almost painfully, encouraging Loid to continue his pace as the wet slaps filled the room. He had edged you for almost a half hour. No matter what he asked you, you would divulge any secret.

“Who’s the new appointed rep for Berlint Bank.” Loid demanded, wrapping his finger around the underside of your right knee. He hoisted it over his shoulder driving his cock deeper into your warmth causing you to scream in pleasure.

“It’s-“ you blurted their name out as Loid easily pushed you to your first orgasm. Your legs shook as you tried not to let him know how good he made you feel. Loid knew, and he was going to do it again. Now that he had the information he needed, he could have fun.

Loid smiled to himself as you wilted underneath him. A panting mess. He had the rest of the night to ruin that cute little pussy of yours. More like his little pussy. If you thought you were getting away, you were sorely mistaken. He hadn’t even cum inside you yet. That pussy was about to be fucked until his cum was leaking out of you.

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Part 2? Where Loids pussy drunk and can’t stop coming back to you?? Fuck the info he just want to fuck you??

[thanksbutno98]

Hi! I saw your spy x family requests were open so I'd like to request either a flustered Loid getting affection from his gn s/o or clingy Loid wanting to cuddle with his s/o but not knowing how to ask, either is fine! Please don't feel inclined to rush to ask if you do decide to do it, thank you! <3

I tried to hit the middle for your request! Thank you so much for requesting. I hope you like it :)

Fever

Warning:  insinuation of sex

The door flung open hitting the stopper on the adjacent wall with a thud. Letting out a sign Loid trudged into your shared apartment, his hat sinking further down his forehead. A smile graced his tired face as he witnessed you and Anya with furrowed brows. The two of you were poured over her math homework, sitting on the living floor using the coffee table as a desk. Tea cakes and your favorite pastries, half eaten laid about on forgotten plates. The steam from your tea and Anyas cocoa long gone.

“I’m home.” Loid evenly announced, leaving his stress at the door along with his coat and briefcase.

“Thank goodness, I didn’t realize math could be so hard for first grade.” You joked trying to pretend you weren’t embarrassed at your lack of knowledge.

“Papa! I need help. I don’t think Y/N is explaining this right” Anya complained, her face hung low in despair. A small laugh left Loids chest making your cheeks flush with shame. You were an adult, how on earth could you not be able to help with first grade math homework.

“Why don’t we worry about that tomorrow, tomorrow is Saturday after all. Let me get started on dinner while you and Y/N take Bond out for a walk.” Loid half smiled rolling his stiff shoulders back. He had a long day, his mission being significantly more difficult than expected. All he craved was laying his head in your lap as you casually ran your fingers through his hair. This had started to become a regular occurrence before bed while you read your book and he was now realizing how intoxicating your affection was becoming. You quickly jumped to your feet with a cheery smile.

“That sounds like a good idea! Go grab your coat Anya.” Anya quickly made her way to her room to grab the new coat you two had purchased that day. With a smile you made your way to your husband who had wandered into the kitchen. Loid was quiet as he began prepping dinner, but he knew you were there. Silently you wrapped your arms around his slender yet toned waist. He stiffened as if the touch was unwanted. His actions did not reflect his desire for your comforting touch. He found you alarming. You were the only person who could make him falter with a single touch. And in this moment he was beginning to crumble. His resolve slipping.

“Oh, sorry you must be exhausted” you muttered quickly retreating to the entry way. It seemed clear to you Loid was not feeling affectionate and you did not want to encroach if he needed some space. Even though that was far from the truth.

Loid turned, his words catching in his throat. He watched as you shimmied into your coat the back of your neck adorned with the necklace he had bought you. It was turned around backwards so he made his way to go fix it. This was his lame attempt to show he craved you. His touch startled you. His fingers still cold from the walk home.

“Just fixing this” he whispered in your ear, his cheeks burning red.

“Everything okay?” You asked turning around and staring into his ocean eyes. Loid avoided you eye contact. He just wanted to hug you tightly. Bring you into his chest, then carry you to bed so he could have you tucked between his arms. He craved your touch, your affection, your warmth.

“Y-yeah.” His voice was bashful and riddled with insecurity.

“You don’t seem okay.” You state factually bringing your hand to his forehead to check his temperature. Not feeling anything out of the ordinary you lightly grasp his cheeks bringing his head towards you. You place your lips on his forehead to double check he is not running warm. To your dismay he is.

“Well look at that, you feel warm.” You pout pulling away. Loids face was bright red as you looked at him. “Even your cheeks are red!” You exclaim becoming concerned that he was becoming ill within seconds.

“I-I’m not sick.” Loids voice cracks as he tried to cover up his feelings. Your affectionate touch was making him run hot. Those soft lips of yours were the reason for his sudden spike in temperature. You had haphazardly stumbled into giving him what he so desired.

“Loid, you feel warm and your face is turning Scarlett. You are definitely getting sick. I told you we should think about getting a car. The walk from the train is to far this time of year. Or maybe you need a thicker jacket. Or a scarf!” You rambled in frustration thinking back to all the times you advised him to dress in warmer clothes. Taking his hand you start to lead him down the hallway.

“That’s not it.” He stoped in his place.

“Then what?” You stare at him quizzically.

“I’m just embarrassed I guess.” His eyes are still avoiding yours. As he stares at the symmetrical wallpaper.

“Embarrassed?”

“Yeah.”

You both stand their in silence. The tension builds as his hand begins to get clammy in your grasp. Anyas door flings open making a loud thud. Bond making his way out along side the pink haired girl.

“Papa!! Look at my new coat!” Anya strikes a few poses to show off her new green winter coat.

“Wow, looks amazing!” Loids tone changes, as his sweaty palm slips out of your grasp. And before anyone can respond he’s quickly retreating to the kitchen.

“Anya why don’t you watch a little tv before we head out.” You instruct smiling as she cheered about seeing the new episode of spy wars. You quietly made your way back into the kitchen being greeted by Loids back.

“Honey, just tell me what’s going on.” Your words are gentle as you lightly grasp Loids firm bicep.

“I guess I just want to go to bed and-“ he sighs deeply hating that his nerves were getting the better of him. “I-just-want-to-cuddle!” He blurts out in an aggressive whisper.

“Cuddle?” You giggle. His ears turn a darker red than his face.

“Y-yeah.” He is internally cursing himself for how uncool he’s coming off.

“We can do a lot more than cuddle Mr. Forger.” You chime, kissing his cheek quickly. He whipped around only to watch you leave the kitchen. Your hips swaying a lot more dramatically than usual. Your winter coat hugging you in all the right places. This was not what he had in mind, but he’d be a fool to complain.

“C’mon Anya! Papa and I are going to go to bed early tonight” Loids eyes widen as you toss him a mischievous wink. His bashfulness definitely got the better of him tonight. Or maybe you were the one who got the better of him, like always.

[elsyuak]

Loid: I was writing your but I missed 'u' so now it's yor

Yor: *Turns red as tomato*

[isa-solasun]

"what did i do to deserve you?"

you pondered, your head resting atop your palms with a fond look on your face. you let out a dreamy sigh as his name, his real name, the one he said he'd abandoned danced across your tongue perfectly.

twilight look up and glanced away just as quickly, pools of sapphires glisten under the moonlight. dusts of pink softly spread over his cheeks as he gulps down the lump forming in his throat.

your gentle smile only grew wider the moment twilight's lips quivered lightly, that sweet voice of his shyly called your name back.

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