Look at his taste in partners. He wants to be pegged SO bad. He NEEDS to be pegged.
Also get that man some bondage and sensory deprivation! He needs to be tied down, blindfolded, and gagged while getting railed from behind when his thoughts get too loud.
Give him a good few rounds to fuck put his stamina and then give him his aftercare. He needs a drink, a bath, and to be held.
SOMEONE JUST FUCK HIS BRAINS OUT AND TAKE CARE OF HIM AND LOVE HIM UNCONDITIONALLY TO THE POINT THAT IT OVERWHELMS HIM WITH WARM FUZZIES!!!
There's something so beautiful about submissive Lilia. I feel like so many fics I read make him the more dominant one (in x reader, anyway) but I love it when people write him more subby. And I absolutely agree, I think he'd love anal.
Spreading sebek's cheeks as you push your strap into him. Thrusting into him. He moans. You thrust into him. In and out. He holds onto whatever is in reach. His hands testing sheets and pillows in ecstasy. You thrust into him harder. Pull his mouth to yours. You smile as he moans and releases. Twitching in pleasure as you continue to thrust. You kiss his tears. You can't get enough of him.
Ok ok ok I thought someone would’ve requested this by now buuuuuuttttt….. birthday sex FOR LEONA KINGSCHOLAR it’s gotta be done cuz I’ve been scrolling allllllll day and NOTHING ITS AN OUTRAGE
Annnyyyyywaaayyyyyyssss could you possibly fulfill this request ya know for the faaannnnnssss
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DUDE IM SO LATE TO THIS BUT GIRL YOU KNOW IIIIIIIIIII gotchu dw
Birthday Surprise!
leona kingscholar x afab!reader
18+ content! you’ve been warned…..
you knew leona hated his birthday. it was just another reminder of his unfortunate birth order between him and his brother.
all day, he was being dragged around by ruggie and jack for different birthday activities, but it wasn’t right. you weren’t there, and leona didn’t want to celebrate himself if you weren’t by his side.
but! you had ruggie and jack keep leona out of the dorm for as long as they could, or at least away from his room, as you had a surprise for him that you kept secret. so, the two went along with your wishes, keeping the birthday boy busy.
when leona finally gets back to his room, it’s late and he’s exhausted. he flips on the lights, and what he sees nearly makes him drop the box he was holding from ruggie.
you’re sitting on his bed, dressed in a beautiful yellow set of lingerie. lace wrapped your body, with some fabric thrown in here and there. your most intimate parts were covered with lace, so there really wander much left to imagination. your hair falls around you in soft waves, and a coy smile was on your face.
“happy birthday, leona.”
he steps closer, and the scent of you fills his nostrils, mixed with something crazy intoxicating. was that a pheromone perfume..? whatever it was, it made him want to eat you whole. he could already feel himself getting bricked.
“so this is where you’ve been all day. rude to not show your face, but then again, if this is what you were gonna wear then it’s a good thing.” he chuckles in a low tone, his shirt on the floor by time he reaches you.
“i’m sorry, but this was the best way i knew to celebrate you.” you reach for him, pulling him down next to you.
“well, good thing i didn’t eat much. the main course is right here.” he crashes his lips against yours, devouring your mouth with a deep rooted, primal hunger.
he then starts moving his mouth down your body until he reaches the lacy fabric squeezing your hips. he practically rips it off of you, like a child would when ripping the wrapping paper off a gift. his body goes rigid, his eyes widening when he sees what’s right on your hip bone.
“this is… you did this?” he whispers, rubbing his fingers over it.
what has him caught by the balls is his signature tattooed on your hip. sharp, lazy lines that could only belong to him.
you had found a copy of a paper that had his signature, then went to a local tattoo shop to get it done, all in preparation for his birthday.
“proof i belong to you.” you giggle, looking up at him with innocent eyes.
“yer gonna kill me.” leona groans, his hips subtly grinding against your thigh. he continues undressing you, kissing down your body, keeping a hand on the tattoo.
by time he reaches your core, you’re dripping wet and aching for friction. “you’re soaked. this desperate for me?”
you nod vigorously, your breathing heavy. “well, who would i be to complain when my steak is so juicy?” with that, he dives into your cunt face first, his lips suctioning over your hole, his tongue pushing in relentlessly.
“leona!” you cry out, overwhelmed by the sudden attack on your pussy. he uses his strong hands to pin your thighs down, one hand smacking your ass lightly before going back to your thigh.
he groans at the taste of you, his lips finding your clit and sucking harshly. he goes back and forth between tongue fucking you and sucking on your clit, each ministration making you cry in pleasure.
he continues his actions until you’re cumming in his mouth, your inner walls clamping and spasming around his tongue. once your aftershocks have rolled through, he stands up and sheds his remaining clothes.
“hope you’re ready, herbivore. i’m taking my present in full.” he says before positioning himself at your entrance, the flared tip nudging you.
“take me, leona. i’m all yours.” you say back, which makes him smirk. at your permission, he pushes in completely, bottoming out quickly. he doesn’t give you much time to acclimate to his cock before your thighs are pinned to your chest and he’s pistoning into you.
you’re in a mean mating press as leona pounds into you. “leona! leona..! please…” you whimper, your eyes rolling back as he hits that sweet little spot inside of you.
“use yer words, baby.” he groans, slowing down to ruthlessly grind his hips against yours. it’s not long before he resumes his pace, leaning forward more to pin you beneath him with his body, his hands holding yours.
“fuck, yer so tight..” he whispers in your ear. you can tell he’s getting close as you feel your own climax approaching.
he slides one of his hands down your body until he’s reached your clit, then rubs tight circles around the sensitive bud. after a moment, he’s drawn your second orgasm of the night out of you, along with a loud cry of his name.
he slams home once more, his hot cum flooding you insides. he doesn’t pull out once he’s finished, just leans back and lets your legs free.
“i think the best present to me would be to make me a daddy.”
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note from madz~ i’m so behind on my requests 😞 ive been so busy it’s not even funny. and school starts in a few days 😩 im gonna try and push out at least 2-3 more fics before school starts for me
thank you for all the continued support! mwah from madz
Suggestion: Cater Diamond Rabbit Hole (song by DECO*27) animation. Hear me out. Him in a little bunny suit and ears and handcuffed to a pole...I believe in slutty Cater forever OK???
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Okay, confession... I love bunny suits. They're so cute. I know for a fact that Cater would slay so hard in an outfit like that. Slutty Cater forever!
Lilia getting a handjob... do you think he'd be particularly into that-? I personally don't like penetration but... handjobs...
I think he'd be very into it! Lilia isn't the type who only cares about penetration. In fact, I think he'd find non-penetrative sexual acts, like handjobs, to be much more enjoyable.
maybe a full fic of the together drabble you did for the fwb ask with ace, deuce, and yuuken, please? ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)
fem reader and Deuce are alone messing around upstairs in her bedroom in Ramshackle. deuce was eating reader out after finally convincing her to let him return her many repayments (even though he had to disguise it as another favor from her to make her agree).
yada yada ace and yuuken find them and reader and deuce get embarrassed at being caught messing around (deuce also kind pissed off bc they interrupted then AND ruined his opportunity to eat reader’s cookie THAT HE WORKED SO DAMN HARD FOR.) ᕙ( ᗒᗣᗕ )ᕗ but that also exposed the little fwb they all had going on without the others knowing
anyway, the confrontation, reader shyly admits that she’d been giving all of them favors- not that it was ever a secret, it just never came up in casual conversation between them that they were all fucking…(ᵕ•_•)
flash forward to their little competition to find out who’s reader’s favorite fuck-buddy. ace gets on the verge of cumming and (since we know he likes seeing reader’s face) tells yuuken to let her up for a second so she can look up from yuuken’s dick and so ace can see her, and- being the pathetic loser he is- ace is already about to be the first to cum just from seeing her fucked-out, teary, flushed, face, and asks to cum inside her. deuce immediately angrily snarls at him over reader’s shoulder while she’s laying on him ‘don’t you dare’, and yuuken agrees (thought lacking any aggressiveness unlike deuce) and tell ace not to- he could get her pregnant! duh???
but to their shock, reader, who was able to pull herself together enough to shyly say that, thought she’d never let some do…THAT before (but honestly she was doing a whole lot of firsts recently anyway…like her first foursome right then (╥ᆺ╥)) but if it what ace wanted, like another favor, then she guessed he could…which eventually lead to both yuuken and deuce requesting their favors to cum inside her, too…(⸝⸝´ ᗜ `⸝⸝)♡
I WONT BE GREEDY I ALREADY SENT IN THE FIRST ONE OF THIS ASK AND YOU WROTE IT SO QUICK AND I LOVE YOU PLEASE GET TO THIS ONE WHENEVER YOU WANT
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I love the fact that this request was basically it's own fic lmao. Anyways, finally getting to this fic because I FINALLY FIGURED IT OUT Cursed energy is negative energy. While it can enhance the body, it can't regenerate it. So multiply that negative energy against itself to create positive energy. That's the reverse cursed technique. Easier said than done! I haven't been able to do that up until now myself! And I couldn't understand anything the one person who could do it said! But I finally grasped it on the verge of death! The true essence of cursed energy!
Is HEARTB0NES high? The world may never know.
I also put in one extra first to add to our messy little situation ;)
It's not in the tags sooooo... you'll just have to read to find it.
❝𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬❞
𝐒𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬: Ace Trappola ☆ Deuce Spade ☆ Yuuken Enma
𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: Adult content, fem!Reader, reader referred to as Yuu, shy reader, smut, polygamy, friends with benefits, porn with little to no plot, dubcon, oral (m and f!receiving), mild jealousy, unprotected sex (WRAP IT UP YOU BEAUTIFUL DIPSHITS), dumbification, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, lil bit of cervix fucking, yall become boyfriends at the end, and more. I didn't intend for this to be a yandere fic so if it goes that way oh well ig.
𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Shy Fem!Yuu barely surviving NRC leads her to seek out the protection of her dormmate and a couple Heartslabyul boys. For their efforts, she rewards them with her body. While in the middle of rewarding Deuce, Ace and Yuuken find them, leading to a competition between her three not-boyfriends.
𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,215 (pre-cut) 1,991 (smut part) 3,206 (total)
Nothing "bad" here, but it's just for entertainment. Read at your own risk.
At first, protecting you was a no-brainer. You, the only female-bodied student on campus, and their best friend. Anyone would want to keep their friends safe.
Fate would have it that nothing stays the same. You certainly didn't. Every time they defended you, every time they took work for you, every time they helped you do something, your gut ached from the guilt of being so useless.
They could clearly handle themselves in his strange world. Even Yuuken was adjusting to it with little issue. How else could you compare? You didn't think you could.
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It was lunchtime when you got the idea. Admitedly, it came from someone else. A boy from Octavinelle, someone who saw you as little more than a body. He'd been scowling, grumbling to some friend about how you probably manipulated your so-called friends into doing your bidding by sleeping with them. It was wrong, of course, but it did nothing to stop you from considering it.
A chat with Cater had been all you needed to make your choice. When he opened the chance to talk, you told him just how bad you felt about having your friends protect you all the time. Cater had been nice, he nodded along, smiled, and then when it was his turn to talk, he wrapped an arm around your shoulders with that Magicam-ready grin and asked you the best question he possibly could've in that moment.
"If you really feel bad for them doing all this for you, then why not give'm something only you can do?"
Only you can do.
The words stuck with you, echoing in your mind like the seeds that plant a field. For days you had mulled over it, thinking about what only you could do. Then slowly it dawned on you, you're the only female body on campus.
Was it a little unorthodox? Perhaps. But you couldn't just... not reward them! Your good conscience wouldn't fucking allow it.
What followed was a slow start, as most things do. When the boys fetched something from a shelf you couldn't reach, you'd thank them by placing just a quick peck on their cheek. Nothing bad, right?
Yuuken hardly seemed to mind, he just smiled at you, gently pat your head, and moved on.
Ace was ecstatic! He was beaming with pride, a small flush on his cheeks as he teased you relentlessly for about ten minutes until you got him to drop it.
Deuce damn near lost his mind. He was suuuuper red, especially thinking that maybe it had been an accident. The apologies were half-baked, and it took you telling him you meant to do that for him to turn into a mushy little mess.
"Why?" He muttered against your shoulder, arms wound tight around your waist as he clung to you in confusion. "Because you deserve it?" You replied, a smile tugging at your lip while you gently pat his back.
"I did?"
"Mhm."
A whine left Deuce when you said that, one that was to be followed by him shyly, oh-so-sweetly, asking for another.
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𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮, you were the one giving herself up to reward them for what they thought they should be doing regardless. You were the one kissing their wounds, giving them head, or even letting them fuck you. Did they feel any sort of guilt? One less than the other two, one more than the other two.
Deuce was that one who felt the worst about it. Every time you rewarded him, guilt gnawed at his chest, eating away his lungs in every stolen breath he took with you.
He felt so bad about borderline using you that, almost without shame, he offered himself to you. Every time you kissed him, he asked to kiss you. Every time you helped him relieve some stress, he'd beg to help you.
Until finally, you caved.
Hidden in your room of Ramshackle, his lips melting to yours, Deuce held you against the door with what little patience remained after you finally agreed to let him give you head for once. It had taken so much begging for you to finally give in, but only when he said that was the reward he wanted.
"S'pretty." Deuce whispers on your kiss swollen lips, his own turning pink from how fervently he showed off his affections in the private of your room. You were truly a vision for him, flushed and basically half naked from the effort he put in to unbutton your vest and shirt. "Promise 'm gentle."
His words are slurred a little, evidence of his excitement that was so perfectly paired with his flushed face and the hard arousal pressing against your core. Almost entirely without warning, Deuce's hands find your thighs and help you up, up, up until your thighs are wrapped around his waist.
Gentle whispers flood your ear as his lips find the soft skin of your neck, mumbling promises as he sits you down on the edge of your bed. Slow hands wander your frame, pulling down your panties while he pulls back just enough to meet your gaze.
Those cyan eyes of his were lost on you, tracing every feature of your face, the curve of your neck, down to the pink flesh of your cunt as he knelt to meet it. His lips find your leg, trailing soft kisses from your knee and up your thigh until he gets to breathe out a sigh of relief.
"You're really... simply amazing." Deuce murmurs this against your flesh. With the feeling of your fingers in his hair, the taste of your slick on his tongue, there isn't much of anything better than this moment.
Nothing is more important than showing you how much he appreciates all your hard work for his sake, how grateful he is for─
"Hey, Yuu! I still want my reward for..." Ace's voice trails off the moment he opens the door to see Deuce with his face in your thighs. He's silent for a moment, crimson eyes blinking as the faintest crimson rises to his cheeks.
His attention flicks from Deuce to you, who is infinitely more embarrassed by the situation than either male is.
To make things worse, Yuuken is right being Ace. The two males stand in the doorway, both of them frozen in some state of shock while they watch Deuce pull himself from your cunt with a barely contained sigh of frustration. "You really need to learn knocking." Deuce huffs as he wipes his mouth, though he's arguably the most red.
"I need to learn knocking? You're the one who didn't lock the door!"
"The door doesn't have a lock."
"That's not my fault!"
All three men are standing now, and you sit, unmoved, but full of embarrassment and shame. What the hell are you supposed to tell them? That you've been sleeping with all three of them to ease your own guilt for their volunteer work in protecting you?
The answer does not come to you on your own. The three of them exchange a few words you barely hear over your own thoughts, then turn to you with one question.
Who's the favorite?
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𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞.
In your mouth, you have Yuuken's cock. His face is scrunched, watching you fondle him with your hand while he tries so hard not to hit your gag reflex. "Yuu, please, n... not so fast." His hand would be in your hair, but that's too aggressive for him. Instead, it finds the back of your head, cradling your skull while his head falls back and his voice falls into a groan.
Deuce, though upset about not getting to eat you up like he originally intended, has since come to accept the way you were taking him so deep in your ass. With every thrust, he finds himself buried right up to the hilt while the fat of your ass makes the most delightful little slap against his sweaty hips. "Is that too fast?" He whispers in your ear, his breath fanning on the flesh of your neck. His fingers have begun to dig into the meat of your hips, clinging to you like you were the only thing worth holding.
Ace is much more restless, rutting his hips into you with a speed that bordered on a frenzy. He's loving your pussy, especially the way it squeezes his cock when he times himself with Deuce. "Nah, baby, not fast enough, isn't he?" He croons, snickering as you whine in protest to his reckless pace. "Deucey's not doing good, is he? Just admit 'm better."
Deuce let out a growl in your ear, a sound that sent a shiver down your spine and had Ace gasping when you tightened up for just a moment. "Fuck, man, whatever you did, do it again."
"You're enjoying this too much." Yuuken huffed as he spilled into your mouth. His breathing had grown to border on sobbing, if not for how much more it sounded like a broken groan.
Ace watched it all with a huff, ginger brows furrowed as he grabbed your thighs to readjust your position a little. He was getting restless, even compared to before. One of your thighs is pulled over his shoulder, while the other is wrapped around his waist. He can feel it, the familiar knot in his stomach drawing dangerously close to snapping.
Ace could feel it that familiar, torturous knot tightening low in his gut, coiled like a spring ready to snap. His vision was already swimming, the edges blurring with heat. "Let her breathe," he demanded, his voice breaking into a whiny, breathless plea as his hips jerked involuntarily. Yuuken looked up, amusement flickering in his eyes at Ace's desperation, but his expression hardened when the demand landed. "F'what?" Yuuken asked, his own voice deceptively composed despite the wet, rhythmic slaps of the cocks sliding in and out of your ass and pussy while he simultaneously claimed your mouth. "Jus' lemme see 'er."
Ace couldn't wait. He needed to see your face, to witness the ruin he was making of you before he finished his turn inside your pussy. Reluctantly, Yuuken pulled away from your lips, leaving a thin string of saliva connecting your mouths. His breathing was shallow, a rare break in his usual calm. You were a vision of pure debauchery: hair tangled against the sheets, brows knit in pleasure, eyes glassy and rolled back as if your brain had short circuited. Your cheeks burned crimson, and your mouth was slick with a messy cocktail of spit and precum. Ace lost himself in the sight.
His face takes on an expression that mirrors yours, flushed and desperate, but not as fucked-out as you seem to be. "Fu-huh-ck... Can I cum inside?"
The question hung in the humid air before both men growled, a sound that made Ace flinch with a sudden spike of adrenaline. "Are you crazy?" Yuuken snapped, anger sharpening his features. Deuce was worse, his cyan eyes blazing with possessive fury as his hips stilled their rhythm inside you. "You'll get her pregnant, dumbass!"
One would think you were beyond thinking, yet in this moment of stillness, you manage. "I... I've never let someone do that before." All three men froze, their attention snapping to you as you raised an arm to wipe tears from your stinging eyes. "But," you continued, gathering your courage, "I've been doin' a lot of firsts today."
Another moment of silence, but now Deuce is rubbing his nose under your ear and Yuuken gently pets your head.
"If it's another favor then, I guess I don't mind."
Almost immediately after your little caving, Deuce and Yuuken feel such sharp feelings of jealousy at the mere idea of Ace getting to cum inside that pussy of yours. "What about me?" Yuuken grunts, brows furrowed as he damn near pouts. You swallow as you glance up to meet his gaze. "Both of you can, it's fine."
Both of them could. But more importantly, Ace got his permission. With a whine, he's picking his pace back up.
That permission broke Ace's restraint. With a desperate whine, he redoubled his pace, his cock sliding through your slick walls with increasing friction. He crashed his lips against yours, swallowing your moans as his hips stuttered. "'m cummin', 'm cummin', fuck, 'm cummin' baby." His crimson eyes rolled back as he thrust deep, bottoming out against your cervix as he filled you with hot, pulsing waves of cum.
As Ace collapsed beside you, panting, Yuuken pushed him aside with a grunt. "Wha? Let me finish all the way, man!" Ace protested weakly, but Yuuken was already positioning himself. Before he could claim you, Deuce pulled free from your ass with a wet pop, climaxing across your flushed back and stomach. He didn't pull away far, though, settling close to hold you open for Yuuken. "C'mere," he whispered, his strong hands guiding you to accept Yuuken's larger cock.
"I didn't get to finish at all 'caus'a you."
That shuts him up, and just before Yuuken has himself lined up, Deuce pulls out from your ass to cum on your back and his stomach. He watches with broken gasps until it stops, then sits up a little more to hold you better. "C'mere," He murmurs, never once letting your pretty body go as he helped hold you open for Yuuken. Ace was ignored as he sat back to catch his breath, meanwhile Yuuken lines himself right up with your hole and pushes himself in nice and slow.
As Yuuken pushed inside you slowly, stretching you wider than before, your back arched involuntarily. Deuce's fingers found your clit, pinching and rolling the swollen bud until you were screaming in high pitched keens. "There you go, baby. We'll treat you so well," Deuce crooned, his thumbs rubbing circles over your aching mounds. Yuuken pressed his sweat slicked forehead against your shoulder, his thrusts deep and deliberate. "That good f'ya?" he murmured against your collarbone. When you nodded frantically, his chest swelled with pride.
It's as you start to get used to the feeling of Yuuken's bigger cock that he starts to move. Slow, gentle, the same as he always is. "That good f'ya?" Yuuken murmurs breathlessly along your collarbone, his sweat-slicked forehead resting on your shoulder while he waits for you to nod your approval. When you do, his chest swells with a sort of pride you would never understand, but never needed to. "That's good, real good. I can't tell ya how much I love this."
You're whining now, tossing your head back with a moan. Deuce has your buds hardened and pinched between his fingers, pulling high-pitched kreens out of you. Ace, too, now having caught his breath, returns to you. Sitting beside Deuce, he pulls your face to his and swallows every whine and moan that Yuuken pulls from you.
A heavy hand finds your belly, pressing you down just under the navel. It wouldn't be until you traced the limb back to Ace that you'd find out he was the one responsible. You'd try to pull back, whining about how weird you felt, but Ace didn't let you. He was happy to devour you until you couldn't take it anymore.
The stimulation became far too overwhelming for your little body. Deuce continued to torment your clit while Ace returned, pressing his palm against your lower belly to hold you down as he kissed you senseless. The combination of Yuuken's deep thrusts having him kiss your cervix, Deuce's precise friction, and Ace's possessive touch pushed you past the breaking point. Your body began to spasm, your internal muscles milking Yuuken's cock with desperate, involuntary contractions. Then, with a broken cry, you came a violent, mind breaking orgasm that sent waves of fluid gushing from you and onto them.
As your body began to seize, your internal walls convulsing in desperate, involuntary contractions, your muscles clamped down on Yuuken's cock with terrifying strength, milking him with every spasming pulse. Yuuken let out a strangled, guttural noise something between a growl and a whimper as his hips stuttered uncontrollably. He couldn't maintain his steady rhythm anymore; the sheer pressure of your orgasm squeezing him nearly shattered his composure, forcing him to thrust deep and hard one last time to meet your climax.
"Holy shit... no way, dude, you made her squirt," Ace breathed out, the words coming in a rush of pure shock. His eyes were blown wide, tracking the way the slickness glistened on your thighs in the dim light. He looked like he couldn't believe what he'd just witnessed, his chest still heaving from the adrenaline of the moment.
Deuce didn't seem to care about the spectacle; his entire world had narrowed down to you. As you went boneless, your muscles finally surrendering their tension, he pulled you against his chest. He held you with a fierce tenderness, his arms acting as an anchor while your body continued to betray you with small, involuntary twitches and aftershocks. "Too much? Did we did we hurt you?" he whispered, his voice thick with genuine worry. His thumb traced circles over your flushed cheekbone, brushing away a stray tear with reverent care. You couldn't even form words; you could only manage a breathless, dazed giggle that sounded foreign to your own ears, your mind still swimming in the remnants of pleasure.
Ace let out a startled laugh, a sharp bark of delight that cut through the heavy atmosphere. He leaned back on his elbows, watching the beautiful, messy chaos they had created together. "Bro, no way. Is she fucked dumb now? Dude, that's awesome," he snickered, though there was an unmistakable note of pride in his tone. He looked utterly pleased with himself, as if your complete unraveling was the greatest trophy he could claim.
For several minutes, the only sounds were the ragged synchronization of four different breaths and the distant hum of the room. Through the hazy fog of pleasure and bone deep exhaustion, you lifted your head slightly. Your vision was still blurry, but you could see them all Ace with his cocky grin softening, Deuce with his protective gaze, and Yuuken, still present and breathing heavily beside you. They were all messy, sweat slicked, and utterly devoted to the wreck they had made of you.
"I love you guys," you murmured. The words felt small in the vastness of the room, but they carried the weight of everything you'd just experienced.
The three of them froze. The playful energy evaporated instantly, replaced by a stunned, rare silence that felt heavier than the physical exertion they'd just endured. They exchanged glances quick, uncertain looks that searched for meaning.
Ace was the first to break, though his usual bravado was stripped away, leaving something raw and unguarded beneath. "Like... boyfriends?" he asked, his smirk faltering before melting into something uncharacteristically genuine.
"Mhm," you breathed, the syllable soft and certain.
"All three of us?" Yuuken asked quietly, his voice rough as he searched your eyes for any sign of hesitation.
"Mhm."
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For those of you who have ideas for fics, even if they aren't in Twisted Wonderland, I encourage you to go check my Fandom Masterlist to see what fandoms I write for. I'm seriously very open to just about anything, even if I don't have an active Masterlist for those fandoms. I'm also looking to expand my horizons, so any new reccomendations are highly welcomed!
Speaking of active Masterlists... I need to write my JJBA one.
Also, somehow the radio mix I got from listening to Crucifed turned into Bury the Light, but I am NOT complaining. I love my lord and savior Vergil Sparda. Yes, he is my Jesus, yall can sue me.
It was this line btw (yes this is the state it was in): That shuts him up, and just before Yuuken has himself lined up, Deuce pulls out from your ass to cum on your back and his stomach. He
Not the Macarena (slowed and reverbed) following 💀
ALSO I PROOFREAD THIS? THAT MAKES 2 FICS I'VE EVER PROOFREAD??? (This other is the Yan!Courtesan!Vil fic)