you finally found one, after practically months of searching, months of maybe making it obvious you liked him…but you were still determined to find one.
reth had a hint of your crush on him, but he thought it might of been from his bad habit of being a ‘flirt’ without realizing.
well, you were special to him still. and any clue you may have dropped that you liked him, he was falling even more.
then you approached him early in the morning with the lily.
“you sure about this, sweet?”
you felt your heart throbbing in your throat, you were so nervous.
you didn’t even get a chance to hand it to him yet, he just saw you approaching with it, and gave you a sly grin.
you nod your head,
“why wouldn’t i be?”
he eyed you, licking his lips and stepping closer.
“i don’t know, just thought im way out of your league”
you hand him the lily and chuckle, he takes it gratefully, seeing as he held it close to his chest.
“no, i think im way out of yours”
he sticks the lily in the pocket of his apron, and a big hand captures your cheek.
he leans down and kisses you passionately, like he’d been waiting to do this for so long.
you deepen the kiss, and he groans doing the same.
maybe this wasn’t the most appropriate thing to be doing out in the open, not to mention it was like 7am, but it was reth.
you were sure associating with him would bound to get you into some trouble.
and you were more than happy taking that risk as you felt his hand roam down to your ass, and you whined gently.
he swallowed your noises, then finally stepping back from the kiss. unfortunately.
reth × gn!reader | explicit nsfw, minor quest spoilers(?), poorly written blowjobs, reth is a sensitive virgin and cums a lot, reader's genitalia/pronouns NOT used, minor angst in the beginning, reader is called "sweet tooth" a lot, virgin reth
prompt no.41 : morning sex | prompt list
Reth couldn't believe this. Sure, he's visited your plot a few times, but he never stayed that long. He's usually so busy that all he does is send a package or a letter.
This was different, though. You invited him over after his shift at the Underground and promised to take him back to the inn after giving him some food. Soup, to be exact.
Reth was so exhausted, and your soup was warm (as were you). He ended up dozing off with his head on your shoulder. You managed to lift him up bridal style – thank Hassian for being adamant about hunting and strengthening your body – and carry him to your room. You laid him in the bed and joined him soon after.
It took Reth a few moments to realize what was going on. He was in bed… with you… in soup stained clothes. He sat up and groaned, dragging a hand over his face. He didn't want this. Well, not like this.
He had been building his courage to ask you to spend the night with him (NOT for sex! He swears!). Maybe at the inn? Surely Ashura would allow it, right? It's not like Reth would let you sleep on the floor of the inn's storeroom.
He's not that much of a shitty boyfriend.
Reth looked at you, sleeping peacefully next to him. He felt his heart swell up. It felt like it'd explode. Carefully, he let the tips of his fingers brush against your skin, from your temple to your jaw. He stopped when he saw the runes on his forearm and hand. A frown appeared on his face.
He had to leave. The cartel knew he was here for god knows how many hours. He couldn't let you get hurt. He's in too deep and he already has Tish to worry about. He can't let you get caught in the crossfire.
Reth pulled his fingers from your face and slowly started pulling himself out of bed. He rested his feet on the ground, ready to grab his shoes when he felt a hand on his side. He turned his head and saw you pulling yourself up into a sitting position, using him as a support.
"Mornin' sweet tooth." Reth whispered, putting his hand on yours.
"Where are you going?" You rasped, scooting closer to wrap your arms around Reth's waist and pull his back to your chest.
"Ashura's gonna kill me if I'm late." Reth murmured, putting his hand on yours. He wanted to pull you away, but he couldn't. You were sweet, warm, and kind. You were perfect. Everything he wasn't and didn't deserve.
"Hm." You hum and look at the chapaa themed alarm clock on your nightstand. It was a gift from Kenli after you went to the Majiri Market one night. "At… 11 pm?" You squint at the clock and then look at your boyfriend, chin resting on his shoulder.
"I know you're supposed to at least be somewhere else right now, but…" Your hands wander a little to the hem of his shirt, thumbs slipping under the fabric to slowly rub his skin. You didn't bother finishing your sentence. You liked keeping your boyfriend on his toes.
Reth let out a small noise, a shudder going through him. "Sweet tooth…" He whispered, letting go of your hand for a moment. He hesitantly held it in the air before haphazardly dropping it onto the mattress. Just this touch alone was getting him all hot and bothered.
"Yes, handsome?" You murmur, pressing a gentle kiss to the dip behind his ear. You know the effect you have on Reth. Just a small offer of making out in the storeroom got him all hot and bothered. You were sure this was sending him into overdrive.
Reth opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it. Something about you wanted him to be selfish. He wanted to savor this before it inevitably ends. "We could get in trouble."
You let out a small laugh, letting your lips press against his neck. "I thought you were the adventurous, troublemaker type, babe." You tease, each finger slipping under his shirt until your palms were rested on his waist. "Besides, it's just us." You whisper directly into his ear. "We can cause as much trouble as we want."
Reth felt his very weak composure slipping. He still had his worries and reservations in mind, but they were easily clouded by how good your hands felt on him. "Keep touching me like this and I might think you like me a little too much." He joked.
"No such thing." You playfully nip his neck, earning a small moan from him. "I like you a perfectly normal amount," Your hands wandered to Reth's lower abdomen, fingers just above the waistband of his pants. "I want to show you how much I like you, though…"
With a couple tugs, Reth's shirt was pulled off his body and discarded on the ground. Your boyfriend laid back on the bed after getting out of your hold and let you climb on top of him. You smiled down at Reth, feeling his hands rest on your hips. He stared at you like you hung the moon and stars in the sky. It was like you were an angel. You were his divinity.
"We don't have to go all the way," You whisper, head dropping a little lower, bringing your faces closer together. "No pressure." Your hand glides along his body and touches his cheek. Reth leans into the contact, eyes closing as he savors the feeling.
For the first time in a long while, this didn't feel temporary. He didn't have the overwhelming fear of losing you or any reminder to savor this. He simply enjoyed the moment without worrying. He felt safe.
"I want this… Whatever you'll give me." Reth promised, fingers hooking at the waistband on your pants and sliding long your skin and the fabric until they met at the front. Without looking away from you, Reth carefully undid the button and zipper of your pants. You quickly shimmied them off without another word, watching Reth take off his own.
You dragged your hand along his chest, watching - and feeling - his breath pick up in pace. "Deep breaths." You whisper, placing a delicate kiss to Reth's jaw. Slowly and surely, you dragged your lips along his skin, traveling from his jaw to his neck and down his abdomen.
Stopping right at his boxers, you flicked your gaze up to Reth for a moment. He stared with a flushed face before nodding. Carefully, you grab the hem the cloth between your teeth and drag it down until his dick sprung free.
A groan came from Reth's lips once the restraint of his clothes was gone. He draped an arm over his face, too embarrassed to look you in the eyes as you stayed transfixed on his hardening cock. He finally got his breathing back to normal when he felt something warm drag across his shaft.
"Ah!" He gasped, lifting his arm off his face to look at you. "What–" Reth panted, watching you drag your tongue along his dick slowly. "Ohhh…" He drawled as his head fell back against the pillows.
"You're sensitive," You murmur, lips brushing against the head of Reth's dick. "It's cute." A smirk tugs at your lips as you start dragging your tongue over the tip, finding his most sensitive spots. You wrap your hand the base and lightly stroked. "Mmmm…" You purred, lips dragging along the light pink skin.
"Sweet tooth–" Reth bit his lip and gazed down at you, trying to maintain some kind of composure. He would've propped himself up on his arms, but he felt too weak. Your mouth felt amazing. It was driving him insane.
"Yeah?" You look at Reth with zero shame as your hand worked it's magic on his cock. "I…" He trailed off and gulped. "Please?" Reth averted his gaze and reached down, guiding his tip to nudge against your lips. "I want…"
You adjusted your posture and watched Reth try to express what he wanted. "Hm?" You hum, almost taunting him. "Want more?" You drag your lips over his tip and wrap your lips around the head, gently sucking. A sharp gasp escaped your boyfriend's mouth before a small nod came from him.
Taking the initiative, you sink your mouth further onto his dick, savoring the pornographic moan that fell from your boyfriend's lips. "That's – Oh!" He felt your hand grabbing his and guiding it to your hair. While hesitant at first, Reth got a firm grasp on your head and pushed you a little deeper.
He heard you choke a bit, ready to pull you off to check on you, but he was stopped. A full body shudder went through him when he felt his tip nudge the back of your throat.
It was too much. Gods, he loved it more than anything, but he could only handle so much. He's never had this done to him. He was sure his heart was going to beat out of his chest or explode. Either way, you were going to kill him with that amazing mouth of yours.
Reth's mind blanked as his hips bucked upwards and his body trembled. He swears that he would've blacked out if you hadn't been there. He wasn't aware he came until he finally opened his eyes, watching some of his cum dribble down your lip after you detached your mouth from his still half hard cock.
Could you blame him? He has a new addiction.
Reth opened his mouth to say something and then shut it. You climbed up onto the bed and straddled his hips, the firm chub of his spent dick pressing against your ass.
"Sweet tooth…" He rasped, watching you lean over him and lick your lips after swallowing. With shaky arms, he reached up and cupped your face, pulling you into a kiss.
How did you taste even better than before? Well, he knew why. He wouldn't dare say it out loud, though. He was still reeling from when you asked him out a few months back. Now that you two were more intimate… He was surely going to die.
Propping yourself up on your hands, you broke the kiss and admired your boyfriend under you. "Got enough energy for a little more?" You ask, slowly grinding your hips against his.
"Nnghhh. Sweet tooth, I love you, but I have work… Can't be late." Reth said breathlessly, barely maintaining his composure.
"Oh?" You cocked your head to the side and smirked. "So, going to work all hot and bothered is fine? You really wanna take that risk, cutie? I thought you were an obedient Majiri boy." You tease, feeling his hardening dick making its presence known against your ass. It was obvious he didn't want to leave, but if Reth was anything to his core, he was a workaholic.
Reth groaned, dropping a hand on his face and letting it drag down. "You're gonna kill me…" He muttered. "I'll… let Ashura know I'm… busy."
"Hm. Good." You plant a kiss to his jaw. "I'll vouch for you if anything goes sideways." You promise, a hand sliding along his arm before lacing your fingers with his. "It's not like we'll be doing any cartel deliveries." You joke.
"Nope." Reth chuckles lightly, kissing the back of your hand. "Just causing a scandal in your home."
"Mmm-hmm… I think we're only traumatizing that chapaa plush in the corner."
"You have a chapaa plush that's been looking at us?" Reth sat up quickly and saw the little plush on your bookshelf in the corner of the room. "We've traumatized him." He groaned dramatically.
"What? Want me to turn him around so he doesn't see?"
Reth nodded, a puppy like pout on his face. You sigh and kiss him. "Anything for my favorite chef." Your promise, slipping off his lap to turn the chapaa plush to face the wall and get back to your scandalous activities.
Reth being a little goofy during sex sometimes. Tickling your sides while you're under him, just to catch you off guard and hear you giggle. Blowing raspberries into your neck. Dropping corny lines and compliments that make you groan but he's making you feel so good that you don't really mind. It doesn't kill the mood, just makes it more comfy. It's soft and warm and relaxed, and it shows just how much he loves you and being intimate with you. If you're not smiling and having fun, he's not happy.
you’ve leveled up in your cooking ability, all thanks to practice and reths mentoring, and as a gift he gives you one of his old aprons.
his very first one, obviously grown out of it, but still special to him.
but he’s given it to you, now.
oh, how this stirred things in you.
a gift so sentimental and close to him, it was almost intimate of him to give it to you.
he knew that, and he wanted it to feel that way, even if he didn’t say that.
you were grateful and smiled with heated cheeks, heading home with your new article, not sure if you actually wanted to wear it while cooking.
reth thought he’d come by later to surprise you, bring something sweet and see what you’ve been cooking in support.
however, when you got home, you’d noticed it’s scent.
his scent on it.
it smelt just like him, cheap cologne, herbs and spices, and burning wood, god it made you drool.
memories to all the times you’ve sat next to him, maybe a tad too close, or when he’d teasingly flirt, leaning in close to whisper something and you’d catch a whiff of his cologne, or a hug goodbye, and you’d get the comforting smell of herbs on his shoulder, all came flooding.
you shut your door behind you, and took another good smell of it.
you were not wearing this, no.
in fact, you’ve now found yourself sprawled on your couch, pants off, practically dripping through your fingers.
how his scent made you absolutely spiral as soon as you smelt it, your mind completely in the gutter.
your body had a physical, almost visceral reaction to the aroma.
the moment the smell hit your nose, your cunt ached.
you were fucked up on reth, and whether he knew it or not, he was flirting with you anyways as if you wouldn’t fall harder.
he was hard to get yet so easy to reach, it was so euphoric, the chase.
he’d flirt heavy with you, but even then you felt embarrassed even thinking about expressing your feelings to him.
like he was just doing it for fun, but something deep down said that was wrong, but you were too scared to agree.
he made your guts bubble with excitement and your pussy throb with need, it was so fucking bad.
all the time you’d find yourself touching yourself to the thought of him, and oh did this apron just make it a million times better.
“r-reth, oh, god-god, fuck!-“
your fingers making a grossly wet pop as you pushed them inside from your clit made you arch.
you fisted the fabric of his apron to your face, inhaling as your curled your fingers against your gummy pulsing walls.
gasping as you try and startle yourself, you could taste his smell.
your skin grew sticky as you dripped down your puss and onto your backside.
you’d become so caught up in this, you’d fail to realize it was such a horrible time to be doing this.
it was still light out, the sun had just started to go down, and you were well into masturbation.
you should’ve been halfway done with your dinner at this point,
is what reth thought as he now approached your home, batch of freshly made cookies in a basket to share.
but you sat, legs spread and pussy gushing like a fucking whore, moaning and whining so loud, surprisingly he heard nothing.
the apron fell on your chest, your head thrown back as you closed your eyes, pretending your hands were his now.
his skilled, big hands caressing your body, you shivered.
your fingers rubbed your slit, pushing in as you rode them like they were his thick digits.
“nnmm like that, mhm…”
his face inched closer now, really your other hand, and his tongue stuck out to lap up your clit.
“please, yes…”
he approached your front door, knocking on it innocently.
“what’s cookin good lookin’!?”
he exclaimed outside your door, but you were so caught up, you didn’t even hear him.
he wondered if you were even home, and peeked in through the small window on the side of your door.
he figured you were, as he heard what sounded like humming.
maybe you did it while you cooked.
but, well, he wasn’t opposed to seeing what he actually saw.
actually, the pervert was thanking the universe he came at the perfect time to witness this.
he saw you, hair pushing against your couch all messy, sticking to your face, hand over your mouth, eyebrows creased, body trembling, fuck…
your hand spreading your pink pussy perfectly for him to see, his cock throbbed slightly seeing you spread like such a slut, oh my…
he sees the apron he gave you clutched to your chest, and he knew immediately, his pants were so tight now.
how could you do this and not tell him, hm?
i guess that’s what makes it even hotter to him, though.
you trying to hide the fact you’d fuck youself brainless to him.
it was so dirty of him to stare like this through your window, it drove him nuts he couldn’t look away.
he raised his hand to knock louder, which you then heard this time, and it startled you.
but you knew who it was by his knock.
you embarrassingly got up and threw your pants back on as fast as you could, running to get the door.
you swung it open, and knew immediately from the grin on his hot fucking face.
“i was coming over to eat something else, but…seems like you had other plans, hm?”
your face boiled.
“could’ve just asked me nicely, sweet”
he entered your house, shutting the door behind him.
he didn’t state for what, whether it was a task, a recipe, advice, you weren’t sure.
he just said it was urgent.
so, you head over to the tavern without a second thought, not knowing this meant you’d end up sitting on the counter in the kitchen, panties at your ankles, and reths tongue lapping up your puss like it’s the best recipe he’s ever tried.
ashura was gone for the day, and tavern empty enough for your whines to echo off the walls.
the hand holding you up slipped, and your back slammed against the wall, giving reth deeper exposure to your cunt and his tongue shot inside you.
his big calloused hands forcefully kept your thighs spread just enough for his head to fit between them, squeezing the softness of the back of your thighs as he devoured.
“g’na cum”
he didn’t respond, he just pulled his tongue out and dragged it up your slit, and high enough to latch onto your clit.
his rough hand slipped down, and a finger teased your pussy.
feeling this, your leg hooked around his shoulder, pulling him closer as a finger slipped in.
he curled it upwards, feeling you instantly squeeze around him.
you’ve grown accustomed to your new home just outside of kilima village.
it definitely took some getting used to, but everyone you’ve met so far made it worth while.
after gathering loads of goods, watering your plants, tending to your animals, and changing into a different outfit, you decided it was time to retire for the day. that is, after grabbing a meal and mingling of course.
you could never end the day without saying hello to your friends. and this made your stomach flip, heart skipping a beat.
you wondered what new soup recipe reth had concocted for today, and you couldn’t wait to try it.
something about reth stirred excitement in you, like all this ‘humans going extinct’ ancient technology mystery stress was nonexistent.
maybe it was his flirtatious personality, or that mischievous grin plastered on his face as you’d catch him eyeing you. you were definitely down bad, and you had to get closer to him.
you stride into the tavern, your sore legs magnetizing to a stool at the bar.
reth has his back turned to you, currently making a drink for someone at the other end of the bar.
but he knows you’re here.
he always knows when.
so, he turns around and beams a smile. that mischievous smile that makes your tummy hurt.
“what’s on the menu tonight, hm?”
“me” he jokes, pouring the drink he was making, and handing it off to a gentleman.
you laugh at his joke, disappointed it was one, in all honesty.
“had a feeling you’d stop by”
he steps closer to the counter and leans over, resting on his elbows.
“what? like i do every day?”
he chuckles at your wise response, feeling the sense of tease in the air with you, per usual.
“yeah because you’re always dying to see me, y/n” he says, putting emphasis on ‘dying’.
“one bowl of your specialty soup of the day please, chef” you smile, trying to match his grin as he eyed you.
“that wasn’t a no, sweet”
his nickname for you, you enjoyed.
maybe too much.
every time he’d call you ‘sweet’, oh my, did you really want to show him just how sweet you were.
“so, because i prioritize baking that name is really sticking, huh?”
he was preparing your soup now, bringing out an obnoxiously large ladle full of what you assumed to be carrot stew.
“sticky as dough without flour”
he turns with your dinner in a bowl, giving you a soft wink.
you take it from him with a smile, as it smelt amazing.
“if you say so”
you put your hand out as he hands you a spoon from behind the bar.
“unless there’s a different reason than baking”
your first spoonful you nearly choked on as you swallowed the thick soup. it was absolutely delicious, but your attention was torn elsewhere almost immediately.
“wouldn’t you like to know”
you retort, feeing a familiar heat to your cheeks, spooning your soup again.
it was indeed a carrot stew.
“watch yourself now, sweet”
he for sure wanted you to tempt him with a good time, but he noticed his sister approaching you from behind.
you noticed his eyes wander, and you turned around.
“tish! good evening!”
she smiled widely, and pulled you into a side hug.
“hi, y/n! i was hoping to run into you!”
you hug her back, a broad smile on your face.
but your eyes linger back to reth, as he was already giving you a look.
the we’ll continue this later look that made your cunt fucking throb.
