im currently working on it but I have only little that I made lol
so dw! I wont forget abt this au, I just have to work on it a lil bit more!
and also, you guys and my moots can help me if you guys want!
sincerely, P1x3le.
(p.s- the main point/ plot of this is abt the archaics (quints and common wubs) getting their gems back from galvana and they go through their realms to fight a boss, but gets a piece of a relic/their hidden power (I guess?? ill figure it out tmr) and defeats them and then fights galvana for the gems, but there's a twist! I wont say what it is heheh but ill give hints tmr)
Jayce Talis... He's your unrequited sworn enemy. You are the object of his obsessive affections. After discovering your disdain toward him, He decides to win your heart... Through playing games. Winner gets to make the loser do whatever they want. You'll take him up on the bet, but what will happen if he wins?
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includes: jaycexfem!reader, fluff, yearning, slight angst, mentions of sexual topics, making out, cuddling, spending the night
“So…” Jayce finally broke the silence between you two.
After the events in the office, you hadn’t said much. He asked if he could walk you home. Considering the circumstances, accepting was the polite thing to do. However, you didn’t anticipate the extreme awkwardness that followed the brief adrenaline rush.
The blush dusting your cheeks seemed to be permanently stained on your face. You couldn’t stop replaying the memory of Jayce pleasing himself in front of you. It was hot yet embarrassing at the same time. YOU asked him to do it! Why were you allowing yourself to be ashamed of it?
Beside you, Jayce appeared to be unfazed. If it weren’t for the red blooming on his cheeks, you would think he was unaffected. At least you weren’t alone in your inner turmoil.
“So?” You finally spoke, but you couldn’t look at him.
“Do you still want me to come over Friday?”
That had your eyes widening. You had forgotten his promise to you, and now you had to deal with the repercussions of what you and Jayce had just done. Your face grew even more red as you processed it all.
Jayce waited patiently for your response, somewhat amused at the flustered state you were in. It was good to know that both of you were feeling similarly. Though he did hope that wouldn’t turn you off from seeing him again.
“I would like that,” you looked up at him, “I still want you to come over.” It felt nice to be honest with him. It made you feel vulnerable, but Jayce had shown you that you could be. Your stony demeanor was slowly but surely being chipped away.
His face lit up in a bright gap-toothed smile. The expression bringing a smile of your own to your lips.
“I can’t wait!” He buzzed with excitement.
It was exciting, this new openness. It was something that Jayce wished to keep exploring. From the moment he had met you, you had deeply intrigued him. He desperately wanted to know more and more about you. While he might have caught the occasional glimpse at your vulnerability, you had never allowed him in too deep. Now, it seemed that you were letting him wade further into your being. As much as he wished to dive in, he wanted you to guide him into yourself.
“I don’t know if I’m necessarily the best company, but it will be nice to spend more time outside of the school.” This was new for you, allowing your words to flow freely. After the years of avoidance, the least you could do was let Jayce know your true feelings.
“I know you make amazing company. I don’t think anyone else could make me have as good a time playing children’s board games,” he playfully nudged your shoulder.
Wobbling from the push, you spread out your arms to stabilize yourself. Beside you, Jayce chuckled.
“Sorry, that might’ve been too hard.”
“You’re stronger than you think you are, Jayce.” You gave him a glare, feigning annoyance.
“Yeah, I guess I might be.”
“I don’t know how you wouldn’t think so. You’re fucking ripped.” You didn’t know if you should lead the conversation there, but you had managed to.
“Do you examine me often?” He teased, his smile growing as he managed to fluster you once more.
“I don’t think I have to examine you closely to come to that conclusion.” You retorted, nose up.
“I’m sure.” He sidled closer to you, voice low. “And what conclusion did you come to when you watched me please myself?”
Gulping, you stopped walking. Jayce stood beside you, patiently waiting for your response. Lips pulled into a smirk as you battled for the right thing to say in your head.
“Uh. Um. Hmmm.” Nothing was coming to your brain. “Ugh, Jayce.”
“I don’t think that was a coherent sentence.” He chuckled.
“I guess not, but it was the best way to articulate my thoughts.” Huffing, you turned back to walking to your apartment.
You were adorable. You might have softened up a bit, but that competitive nature within you still had quite the bite. Although you might lose on occasion, you didn’t take defeat very gracefully.
“I’ll be sure to learn how to speak in grunts then.” He joked, earning him a glare.
The rest of your walk was completed in silence. Both of you enjoying the sounds of the city around you. It was pleasant, and something you wouldn’t mind making a regular occurrence.
Ever the gentleman, Jayce always offered to walk you home. Sometimes you obliged, but most of the time you spent the trek by yourself. The solitude could be nice, but you did find that Jayce’s company was much more pleasant.
Too soon you found yourself at the entrance of your apartment building. The two of you stood in front of the door. Thumbs twiddling as you attempted to muster up some sort of farewell. Yet another new feeling for you: not wanting it to end.
“Well, I guess I’ll see you Friday?” You asked.
“I’ll see you Friday.” He said with a soft smile.
His expression of adoration had his eyes sparkling, making you melt. How could he always be so sincere with you? With others he easily put up a front, but with you, it seemed he needed to be genuine.
“Uh, have a goodnight.” You awkwardly waved before turning to your door.
“You too.” He said softly as he watched you enter the building.
It was something Jayce didn’t particularly enjoy, saying goodbye to you. He too wished for your time together to never come to an end. Alas, you both had separate lives to live. So he would deal with the circumstances.
When Jayce reached his apartment, he found himself exhausted. The events of his evening now hitting him like a train. Thinking back to the time in the office he remembered your panties. The article still slightly wet with various fluids. It was not something he wished for Viktor to snag again. This time he placed them in a pouch of his bag, hoping his roommate would keep his hands to himself.
Viktor wasn’t in the living room when Jayce entered. Knowing him, he was likely studying in his room. Jayce walked up to Viktor’s room and knocked on the door.
“Come in.” A muffled voice spoke from the other side.
Pushing open the door, Jayce was met with a Viktor that looked as exhausted as he felt.
“You look like you’ve had a long day.” Jayce said as he shrugged his bag off.
“You look like you’ve had one yourself.” Viktor gave Jayce a once-over.
“Meh, I’ll be fine.” Jayce walked to stand in front of Viktor.
He was bent over his desk, taking notes as he worked on a computer simulation of some physics experiment. Likely something for his thesis.
“How’s it going?” Jayce looked over Viktor’s work. He seemed to be more disorganized than usual.
“It’s fine.” Viktor paused, slumping his shoulders.
While Jayce gladly offered his assistance, Viktor did not typically enjoy asking for it. However, the pain in his leg was affecting his work, and he could only take so many pain killers in a day. He conceded, he needed to ask.
“Jayce?” The man perked up at his name.
“Yeah? Need something, V?”
“Could you massage my leg, please,” he sighed, “it’s been a pain for the last couple of days.”
“Viktor, why didn’t you say anything? I could’ve helped you sooner.”
“You know I don’t like to bother you with trivial requests.”
“Trivial? Viktor, it’s important that you aren’t in extreme pain. That’s not trivial.”
Viktor shrugged.
“So will you?”
“Of course, c’mon let's get you on your bed.” With strong arms, Jayce plucked Viktor out of his desk chair and laid him on his nearby bed.
Skillful fingers worked at Viktor’s leg muscles, the man laying back and sighing with content as he felt the painful pressure start to cease.
“You seem to be coming home a lot later these days.” Viktor noted.
“Us TAs can get pretty busy.” Jayce could feel a flush beginning to crawl up his neck.
“Hmm… I suppose that’s one way of putting it. Though I don’t believe most TAs would be making bets over board games. Especially ones involving panty snatching.”
“I-I don’t know what you’re insinuating, Viktor.” Jayce attempted to focus on just massaging Viktor.
“No? So you haven’t come home with a new pair after spending office hours with her?” He teased.
Jayce paused, looking up at Viktor darkly. The bastard looked so smug, of course he did.
“As a matter of fact I did. And that’s not all I-.” He cut himself off, not knowing if he should continue.
“You, what?” Viktor pushed for him to finish his statement.
“Ah, it’s nothing. Nevermind.” Jayce’s face was now a bright red.
“Nothing that has you very flustered, it seems.” Viktor’s eyes grew bright with a teasing spark. “So what exactly did you do?”
Teeth worrying over his bottom lip, Jayce wondered if he should tell Viktor the truth. He knew you didn’t particularly enjoy Viktor knowing of your exploits, but the man would surely pull it out of him. Fine, he would take your admonishment.
“I jacked off in front of her…” Jayce said softly.
“What?” Viktor’s eyes widened.
“I touched myself in front of her.”
“I know what jacking off is, I’m just surprised you did that.”
“It wasn’t my idea.” The statement caught Viktor off guard. “She told me to do it, and I owed her.”
“And she made you touch yourself in front of her?” Viktor let out a breathy laugh, shaking his head. “She has set quite a dangerous precedent for herself, don’t you think?”
Jayce cocked his head in confusion.
“What do you mean?”
Viktor pulled his leg from Jayce’s grasp, then leaned forward nose brushing against Jayce’s. Letting out a soft gasp, Jayce leaned in too.
“I mean, you can do the same to her. Sure, you’ve made out and stolen her panties. However, she was the first to truly request a sexual favor from you.” Viktor quirked a brow, waiting for his words to click.
Jayce’s eyes widened at the revelation. A sadistic grin spreading on his face. Viktor was right, you had officially started those kinds of requests. Now, pretty much anything was on the table. So many things he could ask for… a world of possibilities, and it was all thanks to your impulsive actions. He’d have to thank you for that.
“So, do you have an idea for your next wager?” Viktor was amused, Jayce was surely going to use this to his advantage.
“Oh I definitely do.” Jayce licked his lips at the thought. “Though, now I have to keep this under wraps.”
“Why’s that?” Viktor asked.
“I’m spending the night at her place on Friday.”
“Ah, right.” Viktor’s voice was slightly disappointed, but Jayce had warned him beforehand of his absence.
“Yeah, I don’t really know what to expect.” He looked at Viktor expectantly, hoping the man would give him a hint as to what you would want to do together.
“She won’t have sex with you, if that’s what you’re asking.” He responded bluntly.
Jayce’s face turned red, he wasn’t really considering going there with you yet.
“I wasn’t expecting to. But I’m curious as to how you would know that?” Jayce prodded for answers.
“From my experience, she likes to warm up to potential lovers. We didn’t sleep together until well into our friendship.” Viktor tapped his chin in thought as he remembered your time together. “By any means, she’s no prude. However, she is eh… picky?”
“Picky?” Jayce questioned, brow raised.
“She certainly enjoys testing the waters before diving in, so to speak. Actually, now that I’m thinking on it, I think she treats it almost like an experiment.” He hummed thoughtfully. “Yes, that’s it. She’s testing subjects to determine if they would match in her pursuits.”
“So she treats potential lovers like experiments?”
“Essentially. She wants to know what makes them tick in order to determine how well they fit with her. Which seems to be how she manages most of her relationships.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Hmm… I think I’ll leave you to find the answer to that one.” Viktor said with an amused smirk. “I feel as though I’ve already given you enough of a cheat sheet.”
Friday came too soon, yet too slow at the same time. Churning in your stomach was a mix of fluttering butterflies and anxiety. You had never had anyone spend the night at your apartment besides Mel, and you had no idea what to expect from Jayce.
It was clear that the two of you were becoming significantly more intimate, but you didn’t know how that would translate outside of the office. He had been tender with you in your home before, but it was merely fleeting kisses, nothing more. What if he expected more? All of it was too much.
Groaning in exacerbation, you fell onto your freshly made bed. After spending all of your free time cleaning, your place was spotless. It wasn’t sterile, by any means, but you did put effort into making your home nice. Old habits die hard, and your family’s need to have a clean home while hosting appeared to have been drilled into you.
Soft patters and a mewl caught your attention. Sedona hopped onto your bed and curled into your side. Her purrs rumbled against your ribs as you maneuvered yourself to awkwardly pet her.
“I hope he likes it.” You said out loud.
Sedona chirped in response. You hoped it was a form of encouragement from the kitty. Lord knows you need a little boost of confidence.
Sure, you could be cocky in the office, but for some reason that mood seemed to have drained away when in your home. Maybe it was because the space was significantly more intimate, but you would hope you could be somewhat confident in your own home.
You couldn’t ponder on that for long though. A knock came from your door, a familiar pattern that screamed “Jayce.” Letting out a long breath, you closed your eyes and crossed your fingers. Willing for some entity to assist you in making it a good night.
When you opened the door you were faced with a bouquet of sunflowers. Behind the bright flowers, a beaming Jayce. The sight making you flustered already.
“Good evening!” He said cheerily. “Can I come in?”
Blinking back to reality, you ushered him into your apartment.
“I got sunflowers cause I read they’re non-toxic to cats.” He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly as he held out the bouquet to you.
You took it, sniffing the flowers with a soft smile. The sight made Jayce’s heart swell.
“They’re beautiful, thank you,” you looked up at him, “you didn’t have to do this, Jayce.”
“You invited me to spend the night, it was only polite.” His cheeks were dusted pink at your compliment.
“Well, thanks again. I’ll go grab a vase.”
You searched a closet and found an empty vase. Jayce took it from you and began arranging the flowers. You found your heart swell at the action. No one had ever gotten you flowers before, and now he was doing all the work to arrange them too.
“My mom taught me to arrange flowers so any person I went out with wouldn’t have to. She’d always say ‘It’s not much of a gift if you make someone work for it’.” He smiled softly at the memory.
“Your mom taught you well.” You said, sidling up to him as he worked.
When he was finished, the sunflowers sat in the vase in an appealing manner. A lovely pop of color on your coffee table. You were glad the flowers were non-toxic. As soon as you set them down, Sedona made her way over to give them a curious sniff.
The sight of your cat had Jayce going for his bag. He pulled out a baggie of treats and some catnip. You chuckled.
“Spoiling me and my cat?”
“Of course. I saw the bag of treats you had in your kitchen and got you more.”
“She’s going to adore you.”
Hearing the shaking of a treat bag, Sedona sprinted in front of Jayce. She sat patiently, licking her chops. Tail swishing in anticipation.
“Is it okay if I give her some?” He looked at you with pleading puppy dog eyes. You stood no chance against the two of them.
“Yes, that’s fine.” Your permission had him beaming again.
Jayce leaned down with a treat, which Sedona snatched up. While she snacked, you found her favorite mouse toy.
“Here, let me.” You plucked the catnip bag from him and sprinkled some onto the toy. The sound making Sedona turn her attention toward you. When you were done, you placed the toy in front of her. With the same speed as before she began to nose the mouse, making you and Jayce giggle.
Leaving her to it, you turned back to Jayce. His close proximity made you blush again. He looked good and smelled absolutely divine. The man had asked if there was a dress code before coming over. You had told him to dress comfortably. You had no plans to leave your home and were in loungewear yourself.
Boy, did Jayce not disappoint. Clad in gray sweatpants and a loose tee, he looked good enough to eat. His hair was more unruly as he left it unstyled, and he was sporting a very sexy 5 o’clock shadow. It was unfair how good he looked without putting effort into his appearance.
Looking over yourself, you felt a bit like a slob. However, Jayce thought otherwise. Loving your look of an oversized tee with sleep shorts. If it weren’t for the sliver of fabric peeking out, he would’ve thought you had nothing underneath. Though he did wonder if you were wearing underwear. Technically, his bet was still on. The week wasn’t over just yet.
“So… got any panties on?” He asked with a cheeky smile.
Again, a blush creeped onto your face. Of course he would ask.
“I feel like you’re taking advantage of me.” You tried avoiding the question.
“You didn’t answer my question, sweetheart.” That damned pet name, getting you flustered.
“I’m not wearing panties.” You mumbled softly.
“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.”
You grumbled at his persistence while his smile grew wider.
“I’m not wearing panties.” You said louder.
“Oh, that’s too bad. I was hoping to take at least one more trophy home.” He chuckled.
“You do realize you have to return them next week, right?”
“I’m aware. I just enjoy teasing you.” He nudged your shoulder.
“You seem to like doing that quite frequently.” You nudged him back.
“As if you don’t do the same.” He chuckled.
You invited the man to join you on the living room couch. You didn’t really plan on what you were going to do for the night.
“Is there anything you want to do?” You asked.
You. Was the first thought that came to his mind.
“I’m up for anything, I just want to spend time with you.” You felt your heart swell again.
“How do you do that?” You didn’t know what you were really asking.
“Do what?” He scooted closer to you on the couch.
“Be so honest. It seems so easy for you to speak your mind.” It had been something that bothered you for a while now.
Never before had anyone been so open with you, it made you a bit uncomfortable. You were so used to the opposite, and here comes a man with his arms open wide.
“I mean, I’m not that open with everyone.” He looked up in thought. “You’re just someone I’m comfortable with.”
“How? I mean, you don’t really know me that well.”
“I guess it’s just the vibe you give off. And they way Viktor has described you.”
“And how has he described me?” That was an unexpected response. Though Viktor was Jayce’s best friend.
“You’ve got a warm personality under that stony exterior.” Jayce chuckled.
“Stony?”
“You can come off a bit cold.” Jayce shrugged his shoulders. “It’s not a bad thing, I’m sure you have your reasons.”
Your eyes flitted away from Jayce’s gaze. Ah, there it is. Jayce clocked your response.
“Yeah, I guess I can be… frigid.”
“But I think I’ve warmed you up a bit.” Jayce slid his arm behind your head and pulled you in.
“A bit, yeah.” You smiled up at him, leaning into his touch. “Though, I’m still surprised that you’re so honest with me.”
“Really?”
You nodded.
“Y/n, I have liked you for over four years. I’m not going to hide how I feel from you.”
Your eyes widened. You knew he was interested in you, he never hid his affections. You just hadn’t realized how long he had been pining for you. Guilt swirled in your gut as you thought about the time lost with the man. If you hadn’t been so prideful, maybe this connection could have been made significantly sooner.
“I’m sorry. I was so fucking mean to you.”
“I told you, it’s water under the bridge.” He reached for your hand. A warm palm placed in yours, fingers intertwining. “I’m just happy that I get to experience this now.”
“What exactly is this?” There it was, the question you two had been tiptoeing around for quite some time. Ever since you had kissed, you wondered where this was going.
“What do you want it to be?” He asked, sincerity glittering in his eyes.
“If I’m honest, I don’t know.”
“That’s okay.” Disappointment briefly flashed on his face. “Like I said, I’m happy to be experiencing this. Regardless of what it is.” He brought your hand to his mouth and kissed it softly.
You moved to straddle him. The man accommodating you, opening up his arms. As you sunk onto his lap, you pressed your forehead against his. Closing your eyes, you took in a shaky breath. When you opened up your eyes you were met with concerned hazel ones. He cupped your cheek, and pulled you in.
Soft lips slotted with your own. The kiss, slow and tender. Strong arms wrapped around you as the kiss deepened. Your tongue sliding against his making the man below you groan. His hand tangled in your hair as he pulled you further into him. Sighing, you allowed yourself to sink into his hold. Chests melding together as you continued a languid kiss.
Slowly you pulled away, eliciting a soft whine from Jayce. You looked over the man, never recalling yourself actually studying his appearance. Eyes traced over his tan face. Pushing back his hair, you noticed the scar on his eyebrow. Your hand slid down his cheek, feeling the scratch of his stubble. Your thumb reached his lips, parting them. He lightly sucked, making you sigh.
“You’re so pretty.” You said unexpectedly, making yourself blush.
His lips quirked into a smirk.
“Pretty?”
You nodded.
“Yeah, pretty. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten a good look at your face before.”
“I was your sworn enemy and you didn’t even look at my face? I’m offended.” He teased, chuckling as you gave him a look of annoyance.
You leaned in once more and gave him a long kiss before trying to lift off of him. Jayce’s strong hands kept you in his lap. Quirking a brow, you waited for him to explain.
“You’re staying here.” His voice was low. It sent a shiver up your spine.
“Am I now?”
His hold slightly tightened on you, fingers softly digging into the flesh on your hips.
“Yes.”
He brought a hand to your neck and pulled you back to kiss him. This time it was hot and messy. His tongue continually tangling with yours as you both released strangled moans and groans. Warm hands wandered over your body, squeezing your ass, then traveling up your shirt. Another groan came from Jayce as he realized you weren’t wearing a bra. You gasped as his hands fondled your breasts. Deft fingers working at your nipples had you moaning into his mouth. Sounds that he gratefully swallowed.
Through his sweatpants you could feel him grow hard. Your own sleep shorts were becoming damp with your arousal. However, you didn’t know if you wanted this to go further. While your body wouldn’t mind, you didn’t think you were in the best state mentally to do so.
Jayce briefly pulled away to breathe and you gasped out.
“I don’t want to fuck you tonight.” Well, that was a shitty way to put it.
Jayce paused, then laughed.
“I know.”
“You do?”
“Yeah, and I wasn’t expecting to. I honestly wasn’t expecting any of this.” He gestured between you. “But I am pleasantly surprised.” He gave you a soft kiss.
Grumbling came from your stomach, breaking the sweet moment. Jayce chuckled.
“Why don’t we order something to eat?”
“That sounds good.” You admitted.
With that, you pulled off of him.
The two of you ordered pizza from a local joint. Arguing over which toppings were the best. Jayce being a devil claimed that pineapple did in fact belong on pizza. You settled on two separate pizzas. The man made a show of enjoying his pizza, moaning as he took a chomp at a pineapple piece. To that you stuck your tongue out and proceeded to enjoy your own slice.
Between making out, you attempted to watch movies, none of them good. Though you had fun making fun of them.
“Did she seriously go into the serial killer’s basement by herself? The front door is right there!” Jayce exclaimed to the television screen.
“She’s the blonde bimbo, she’s gotta die.” You said matter-of-fact.
“I’m not one for these stereotypes.” Jayce huffed as he crossed his arms.
“Them’s the rules!” You said.
Both of you cringed as you watched the character be confronted by the killer and subsequently chopped up with a chainsaw.
The night passed by faster than you expected. By midnight you were snuggled up with the man on your couch. His hands tracing along your side as you drifted in and out of consciousness. Some old romantic comedy was playing.
“Do you want to go to bed?” He asked sleepily.
“Mhmmm.” You mumbled, blinking your eyes to stay awake.
Jayce stood up, then lifted you in his arms. The action jolting you awake. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he carried you to your bedroom. Eyes wide with wonder at the tender action. Carefully, he placed you onto your bed.
“I can take the couch.” He said softly, giving you a kiss on the forehead.
“What?” You leaned up, that was not happening.
“No, I want you to sleep with me.” You stated.
“I thought you didn’t want to fuck me.” He teased, crawling into your bed.
“You know what I mean!” You huffed.
“I know, I’m just messing with you.” He leaned in for one more kiss. “By the way, I like being the little spoon.”
He turned away from you as you giggled. After turning off your bedside lamp, you wrapped around the man, pecking a kiss on his shoulder. He sighed into your hold as the two of you drifted off. Never had you felt warmth like this.
Criminally hot 🔥 I had to write a drabble. This is set in my modern AU where they're postgrad students and best friends with benefits already in love with each other but scared to confess it.
Exam papers flutter on the desk of Gale's supervisor as the fragrant spring breeze swirls in through the open window. The Astrophysics department's small office smells like old bookshelves, leather and coffee, more comforting than the Business School's sterile ultramodern building. But John isn't here to examine the decor - he came to entertain Gale because he thought it was unfair that he had to be holed up inside, grading papers when the weather was so nice.
That, and because John wanted to kiss him.
It's all he can think about lately. His best friend's lips, their plump cushion under his own, the taste of them, soft skin between John's teeth. Given their amazing, perfect, completely causal agreement that they'd help each other out quick and easy if needed, he didn’t have any hangups about it. But he did think it would be weird to just ask to make out without an end goal, so he pretended to be horny as an excuse, even though he wasn't.
He just didn't count on Gale being the one who'd be too turned on to resist a quickie right where they could be caught anytime.
"Jesus Christ, Buck." John hisses in the rolling chair of Gale's supervisor, his hips twitching to thrust into Gale's hand. In the grip of Gale's pale fingers, he throbs with hot need, Gale's spit slicking his length to make the friction just right as Gale strokes him. "Warn a guy next time."
"Warn?" Gale asks, lust low in his voice. He’s kneeling between John's spread legs, halfway under the desk. With his free hand, he tugs John's trousers and boxers down to bare his thighs completely.
"We started this whole thing because you said it would be convenient. That we could have each other anytime, no strings attached." He presses his lips to John's right thigh and bites down gently, his teeth digging into John's muscle. "I want you now."
"Fuck." John breathes out, gripping the armrests. He needs to swallow the moans already pressing at his throat, the guttural, helpless noises he tends to make in Gale's bedroom, because they're one curious professor away from scandal. "Can we close the window at least?"
"Nah." Gale nuzzles his thigh again, the corner of his lips curling into a smile. "I know you'll be a good boy, John."
John throws his head back against the headrest. "I'm really not."
He feels the huff of Gale's laugh on his leg. "Yes, you are." Gale sucks on a strip of John's skin noisily until it colours pink, sensitive. His expression is pure bliss. "My good boy."
A surprised whimper escapes John's throat. "What?"
Gale freezes for a moment, as if caught, but he goes back to rubbing and kissing John's thigh a second later. "Nothing."
"I don’t know what came over you." John mumbles breathlessly, slouching in the chair to give Gale better access to his cock, to chase Gale's teasing hand. His own fingers find their way to Gale's blond hair and tug as Gale leaves a hard bite on the meat of his thigh to mirror his work on the other side.
When Gale bats his right hand away, he puts the left on Gale's head instead. Gale gives him an exasperated look, then sits back on his haunches to get away from his demanding touch. His eyes roam over John's body lazily, his fist still moving up and down.
"You didn't sit like that on purpose?"
"Hm." John hums, pushing into Gale's hand. The chair rolls back a little, so he tightens the cradle of his legs around Gale's torso to stay in place. "Like what?"
"Like you wanted your dick sucked."
John closes his eyes as a wave of heat rolls down from the top of his head to his toes. "You have an oral fixation, I swear."
"Uh-huh." Gale just hums, his entire focus on John's cock now. He strokes his left hand over the bruises he sucked into the meat of John's right thigh, then he cups John's balls.
"Ah, fuck. You don’t even deny it."
Gale looks up at him from under his lashes as he leans forward. His body warm between John's thighs, his lips glistening.
"Why deny it?" He shrugs and kisses the tip of John's cock. Closing his eyes, he runs his pink tongue up the underside of it to the head, catching the drops of moisture beading there slowly from the torturous pleasure he inflicts on John's body. When John grunts, Gale looks at him again. There’s a playful glint in his eyes. "Be a good boy now, Bucky."
John puts his right hand back on Gale's head and presses his left fist to his mouth as hot, warm suction slides down his length and pulls his pleasure right out of his soul. Shadows pass behind the opaque glass of the door opposite him, people walking down the corridor. The star charts on the walls mirror the stars he sees behind his eyes as Gale sucks him leisurely, without a care in the world. No one walks into Astrophysics at four p.m. on a Friday, right? John prays, and squeezes his eyes shut against the pleasure as he thrusts into Gale's mouth.
He's gonna cancel his plans of going out and take Gale home again tonight.
Trick or treat! 🎃 could we get a snippet/head cannon from the TA!obiwan verse
trick or treat 🥰🎃👻
this is such a good au for this too, cause TA AU obi-wan has such a rich history of dressing up for Halloween just to drive professor Skywalker mad 🤭
So their first Halloween knowing each other, he dressed up as little red riding hood and ran into anakin at a bar, and then there’s another ficlet where he’s dressing up again (I think sexy pirate??) after they’re dating but long distance
When they move in together, the tradition has to continue to anakin’s distress (because it’s a tradition now??? to meet up with his own boyfriend at a bar and have to watch him be all pretty and sexy in public in NOT enough clothing for his peace of mind ???)
so he meets obi-wan at a bar on Halloween night with the greatest reluctance imaginable (because the only other option is to NOT meet up with him which would be unacceptable)
and this year obi-wan’s dressed as a classic black cat and it’s immediately driving anakin crazy
but game over when he finally sees that the collar round obi-wan’s neck has an identification badge that says “professor” lol
Heya!! Sooo glad to have you back you are my favorite rec bloggggg😫😫😫 I missed you so muchh
Mind reccing me some sweet college/highschool fics with namkook/taekook? Thank youuuu!!
🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 ok sure this didn't have me feeling any type of way at all
I am going to take a little bit of liberty with your requests, just a little, and interpret it in the way I want, so it may not be exactly what you asked for but it'll be pretty darn similar, or at least give you those vibes:
Sweet fics (College AU/High School AU + Namkook/Taekook)
Homesick by nebulaazul (Namkook, Growing Up Together AU, 4 Chapters, 43K, T, Namjoon left his friends and family behind in Korea for 10 years to do his PhD, and when he came back, nothing was quite as he remembered it, mild angst with a happy ending)
retrouvailles by inevitaeble (Taekook, Highschool AU, One-shot, 42K, G, JK has had a crush on Tae for as long as he could remember, but right before he left on a year-old exchange program to Thailand JK was convinced that Tae could never like him back, and so he tries to get over him, mild angst with a happy ending, mutual pining)
degrees of denial by astringxnt (Taekook, Harry Potter AU, One-shot, 10K, M, Head Boy Tae hates Griffindor quidditch captain JK and everyone knows this, except one day Tae walks up to him during breakfast in front of everyone and asks him out on a date, crack and angst and fluff)
Get Out of My Dreams, Get Into My Car by meanho (Taekook, College AU, TA AU, One-shot, 9.7K, G, JK gotta get that bread so he decides to start ubering, and surprise surprise his first rider is none other than his hot TA Taehyung)
Hope you liked these! They've all come out of my old bookmarks lol
Detailed descriptions in a story that I like making me draw. It’s more likely than you think. @tennessoui is my inspiration again with her Teacher Assistent obikin au. This time for professor Skywalker as he was dressed the night he and Obi-Wan first kissed. Read it here.
I wonder what google thinks of me when I in a short span search for broad shouldered men. Men’s tank tops. Men’s joggers and Anakin nightmare scene. Hayden Christiansen full body pic. Whoops.
