The Beach Episode (Poly Love and Deepspace fanart)
The Beach Sketch
The Sanctuary Men [Xavier] [Zayne] [Rafayel] [Sylus] [Caleb]
Bloodborne Xavier
Sukuna
Caleb Bad Ending
Sylus and Echo
Drabbles and One shots
Kinktober 2025
LADs Men and Hair
Touch
"I Know Him." - [Zayne x Reader, Caleb x Reader, drabble about them in childhood]
"At First Sight" - [Sylus x Reader, when Sylus sees his love again for the first time]
A sneak peek? - [A drabble that goes alongside "Cleaning Up the Timeline]
Exploration with Rafayel - [Pegging Rafayel x Reader]
"Quote the Raven..." - [Vampire!Sylus X Reader]
"A Familiar Taste" - [Resident Evil AU - Sylus x Reader]
Headcanons
My MCs & their LADs Man
Kinks I Associate with the LADS Men
What Cars would the LADS Men Drive?
Sylus Headcanons
Top or Bottom?
Long Fics
Cleaning up the Timeline [Archive of Our Own]
Cleaning up the Timeline Master List (Completed)
Tidy Timelines (Sequel to Cleaning up the Timeline)
1. Ebb Day
2. Tightening Lids
3. Ebb Day Recovery
4. A New Addition
5. Beach Banner
6. Late
7. Anxiety
8. A Spring Event
9. Special Training
10. A Legal Connection
11. Missing Link
12. Empty Nest
The Sanctuary (Fantasy Prequel to Cleaning up the Timeline)
Orphans
Zayne
Protégé
The Heart-Shaped Pool
Rafayel
Bonds
Xavier
Lessons
Dragon Mating for Dummies - [ Dragon!Sylus x Reader ]
Chap 1: Greetings
Chap 2: Spark
Chap 3: Attraction
Chap 4: Affection
Chap 5: Promenade
Chap 6: Nesting
Hey!! I’m a MASSIVE fan of your Cleaning Up the Timeline Series. (I’ve probably read the series a dozen times through.) I wanted to ask, though, if you were planning on having the polycule become parents? I am NOT trying to be rude or entitled. I just was hoping for a heads up since I personally avoid those particular storylines for personal reasons. It is YOUR fic and I would never dream of telling you what you should do with it!!!!!
Ahh thank you! I’m so glad you like it!! ❤️❤️❤️
And 🤣 sorry if I scared you with the dad fanart lately!
To answer, no. I played around with MC/Reader being “late” in Tidy Timeline. But I know a pregnancy/parenting arc isn’t everyone’s cup of tea and so I don’t plan on having that be part of the story. I might do some headcanons or short one shots outside the main story, but it’s not part of the plot 💕💕💕
I'm so sorry to bother you! I was interested in reading your Cleaning Up The Timeline fic, but I was wondering if the LI's sleep with each other or the MC?
They all sleep with each other! It’s a polycule instead of like a reverse harem. I liked the idea of them alllll being together and allll loving each other instead of all the boys just having feelings for MC.
I think most if not ALL the scenes involve MC/Reader in some way because it’s a self-indulgent fic but there’s SnowCrow, Crowfish, Starcrow, Applefish, Crowapple and and a big ole mixing pot at some point 🤣
What if, during the fall or spring or whatever his wolfy breeding season is— he has to wear some special undergarment when he goes to work. Because anytime he even thinks of you, he pops a knot.
Anyone in a period of life where it feels like you’re constantly waiting for life to calm down??
I feel like every week I’m telling myself “oh well when this happens, I’ll have more time.” And then “oh well after this then I’ll have more time.” Just waiting and waiting for the universe to grant me a little break to splurge on writing 😅
I’m starting to think that if I don’t grab life by the neck and throttle it for some free time, that it’ll never give it up. Get ready Life, our safe word is “Dovakhiin” 😈
I had this concept in my drafts for almost a YEAR after having this dream with Rafayel and waited for the brainrot to demand that I write this out. @veebeeboo109's discord is doing bingo again with the Isekai/Reverse Isekai prompt that was just PERFECT for this, so here we are. I'm also expanding it a little to feed the hungry brainrot demons that are demanding food. Time for SMUT!
also obligatory: CROWFISH FOR MY BRAINROT LETS FUCKIN GOOOOOOO!!!!!
Warnings: 18+ MDNI. Smut. PWNP. Somno. Oral (f receiving) PiV, unprotected sex because I need these men R A W. Reverse Isekai but reader is still meant to be MC. ALSO this is a Dom!Rafayel fic because I love when the fish is a lil mean
Every night had been the same since you downloaded this fucking (affectionate) game. After getting ready for bed and slipping between your sheets, you logged in, humming the opening music to yourself, smiling wide as you anticipated which of the love interests waited for you in the Café this time.
Rafayel was there tonight, sleeping with the magazine on his face. You giggled to yourself as you ran through, doing your nightlies. Catching up on event tasks, grinding through the Orbits that you were STILL somehow stuck on, (probably something off with your protocores, if you had to guess. Sigh.) then popping into your home to tend to your flowers.
In your home, Sylus made a beeline for you, welcoming you home. You waited for him, giggling as you imagined a six-foot-two behemoth of a man like Sylus running up to you like a lovesick puppy. You hugged him, because fuck, that was cute of him, then went about tending your flowers. You'd been stuck waiting for that ONE hybridization you need for three days now and you HOPED when you woke up tomorrow, you'd actually get it. You kissed Sylus, then exited your home, entering the Café again where Rafayel stood front-and-center, reminding you that it was time for bed.
You yawned. It was time for bed. You accepted the prompt, smiling as the game took you right into the sleep feature, choosing to sleep with him to track how many hours you managed to get tonight. Plugging in your phone, you couldn't help but blush as Rafayel bid you goodnight. It was silly, maybe, how much it warmed your heart, but it did. Turning off your screen, your eyes fell closed.
You sighed into your pillow, wishing instead you could fall asleep cuddled between the love interests instead. You giggled to yourself as you imagined how long it would take to get to sleep if they were around you right now. The MC of Love and Deepspace was a much stronger woman than you, that's for sure. The men would struggle to keep your feral self off them long enough to sleep.
Your thoughts went more lustful as you fell asleep, giving you endless scenarios and possibilities between you and the men you had a totally healthy obsession for.
From the haze, your dreams solidified, the sensations sharpening against your awareness. The warm comfort of your bed sprawled at your back as long, dexterous fingers slipped around the waistband of your panties, pulling them down off your legs. Those slightly cool hands drifted back up your thighs, spreading them with a steady, yet gentle touch.
Rafayel, you knew. How, you weren't entirely sure. The logic of dreams, you supposed. His hot breath brushed over your core as he settled between your spread thighs, a low moan echoing in the darkened room.
Another hand drifted over your stomach, much hotter, more calloused, thicker fingers. Sylus. His hand pulled your oversized shirt up, slowly exposing more of your skin to the cool room, until you were bare from your breasts downward.
It made sense to your sleepy mind that it conjured these two, you'd last interacted with them both, after all. Surrendering to the dream, you melted into it. What pleasures would they give you this time?
Rafayel ran his tongue up your dripping slit in one long, slow stripe, moaning against you. When you didn't stir, he licked again, with more force, and a low moan fell from your lips. Seemingly unsatisfied, he spread your lower lips apart with his fingers, then took your clit into his mouth and sucked.
"Fuck, Raf!" You moaned, your hand spearing through his silken amethyst hair.
He smiled against your skin and sucked again, harder this time, and your back bowed. The heat of his mouth, the wetness of his tongue, the softness of his lips against your pussy, and the pressure of his hands on your thighs, it all felt so real. Like he was actually there, between your thighs, tasting you. You clutched him to your core, your eyes too heavy to open.
Sylus' hand cupped your breast, the heat of his skin seeping into yours. He pinched your nipple between his thumb and pointer finger, sending a jolt of sensation through your body. The heat of a warm body at your side hit your awareness, furthering just how real all this felt. You whimpered and reached out with your other hand, clutching Sylus' thick forearm.
Gods, you could tell he was big in the game, and when you dreamed of him in the past he matched up, but this...? He almost burned under your touch, his forearm so much more muscular than you imagined.
"Sylus..."
"That's right, kitten," he purred. "We're here."
Fuck, his voice. The way it rang through your ears did horrific things to your insides, and you clenched around nothing. Pitifully, you bucked your hips into Rafayel's mouth, searching for more. But, he refused you, chuckling as he pulled away.
"What is it, cutie? Do you need something?" Rafayel asked.
The tease in his voice did you in, and you opened your heavy eyelids, ready to give that bratty fucking fish a peice of your mind and to put him in his place -- both of them, actually, this was your dream, -- when your eyes actually opened.
Pale blue early morning sunlight stretched in through your curtains and lay across your rumpled bedsheets. Your phone was plugged in on your nightstand. Your shirt had fallen back down to your waist as you sat up, but your pussy was bare and glistening. A massive, warm body lay beside you, the heat coming off him impossible to ignore. Two hands still gripped your thighs, but you didn't dare look at either just yet.
Your heart slammed a loud, erratic beat in your chest. You had to still be dreaming. There was no way Rafayel and Sylus were actually in your bed, actually here, that made no sense. They were fictional men. You'd reached a new level of delusional, even for you. You pinched yourself, hard, and pain bloomed on your arm.
You were awake.
And two men were in your bed.
You lifted your gaze to the man between your thighs.
Oh. Fuck.
You screamed. Part terror, part excitement, part confusion. You barely got a full one out before Sylus' massive hand covered your mouth and he pulled you against his enormous, warm body.
"Quiet, sweetie. We can't have you waking up the neighbors."
You froze, the scream dying in your throat. Your heart raced against your ribs so hard you trembled, but you knew these men -- er -- characters? -- and they would never hurt their MC. Given the nicknames they'd given you -- they must have believed that you were her and you were safe. Probably.
Taking a deep breath, you nodded against Sylus' hand and he slowly released you. You pulled away and sat up, needing the space to think and gather what the actual fuck just happened.
You pulled your shirt over your knees as you curled up in bed, taking a look at the still-smirking Rafayel, who looked at you in your sleep-mused state as if he were taking in a gorgeous vista. Adoration and wonder covered his features, like he was the one who couldn't believe that YOU were real.
In the game, Rafayel was a beautiful man. So handsome it sorta pissed you off because how the fuck did he look THAT good? But, in reality?
In reality, the only way to describe him was Divine. The cut of his jaw, his nose, the way his lips curved in the soft smile, and those eyes. In game, they were beautiful, but in the dim light of your bedroom they shifted with every tilt of his head, sometimes going more rose-toned, others more sapphire. His amethyst hair, slightly mused from your fingers was so fluffy your fingers burned to sink back into it.
His body was another sight to behold. You didn't exactly realize how large he was confined to your phone screen, but sitting at the edge of your bed, shirtless, you fucking noticed. Every line of his body seemed almost carved from marble, and you wondered what sounds he'd make for you while you licked down them.
Snap out of it! You scolded yourself, but it didn't exactly work. His mouth was just on your pussy, and it ached for him to finish what he'd started.
You turned your attention to Sylus and immediately recognized your mistake. Where Rafayel was Divine, Sylus was the definition of Devilishly Handsome. He lay across your bed as if he owned it, also shirtless, resting with his head propped up on his hand. Those red eyes captured your focus, and you couldn't look away from just how red they were. Those pure crimson eyes watched you with interest as you took him in.
Much like Rafayel, in the game, he was hot, but in person? It was evil how good he looked. His nose was one you always argued was perfect for riding -- and yeah, it was. His lips curled like he knew exactly what you were thinking, and your cheeks heated. Did their powers translate to the real world? You hoped not, otherwise, this would be a problem.
Your attention shifted to Sylus' body, and yeah. Massive was an understatement. Your dreams had never done either of these men justice before, and if they had? You would have been far sadder when you woke up.
Finally, you cleared your throat and sat up a bit straighter. "Hi Rafayel, Hi Sylus."
"Hiya cutie," Rafayel chuckled.
"Good morning, kitten," Sylus said.
"Not that I'm not thrilled, because believe me, I am but what ---?" You didn't even know how to phrase the question you wanted to ask.
"Does it really matter?" Rafayel asked as he leaned forward, those sapphire-rose eyes capturing yours as he enclosed in on your space, looming over you. "We're finally here, isn't that what counts?"
Heat surged through your body and your thighs spread to welcome him. Suddenly dizzy with need, your hands splayed over his chest and you dragged your fingertips down, dancing over his waist. You closed your eyes to cling to the last shred of logic at the back of your mind, but then he kissed you, and you were done for.
Logic? Who the fuck cared. Reasons? Didn't matter. One of your fictional crushes was on top of you, kissing you, grinding his body against yours, while the other pressed kisses along your shoulder, then your neck, before his hand tucked behind your head and brought your lips to his.
Fuck it. Answers could wait until later. Right now, you had some dreams that needed to come true. You kissed Sylus back, moaning into his mouth and he took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. He tasted like wine and pomegranates, somehow exactly what you expected and yet also beyond what you imagined. You always said when talking about the game to your friends that Sylus kissed like he was starving, and fuck, he really did.
Logic tried to pop back up again: talented people of all sorts worked together to make these men exist in a game. This could not be your real life. You had morning breath! Yet, as if he sensed your attempt at ruining the moment, Sylus deepened the kiss, tangling his tongue with yours in a way that had you melting against the mattress.
Rafayel hummed, a pleased sound as he trailed kisses down your neck. He lifted your sleep shirt up, and Sylus parted from your lips only long enough to remove the garment from you. Sylus returned to your mouth with a low, hungry growl, and Rafayel worked his kisses down your chest. Skilled, dangerous hands explored your body as he slowly inched down.
His hot mouth wrapped around your nipple, his deft fingers pinching the other in a way even the most sinful fics you read hadn't properly described. The move was so much like him: somehow soft and sharp all at once. Punishment and worship.
He left your nipples, working his way further down your body. Your mind tried protesting yet again. Your body could not compare to a fictional woman's, and though you knew they loved her--er--you? -- enough where it didn't matter, insecurity was a bitch, especially when both of them looked like that.
Yet, Sylus didn't give your thoughts much room to take hold. A low growl against your mouth as his massive, rough hands replaced Rafayel's on your chest, and your mind emptied once again, entirely surrendered to the pleasure. He gave you no choice but to let go, the way he consumed you. Like he could swallow your soul this way, and fuck, as long as he kneaded your breasts like that, you'd give it to him. Happily. You'd give him anything.
A loud, breathless cry left you when Rafayel's tongue lapped through your soaked slit again. Settled back between your spread thighs, that first lick was your only warning. The whimper from between your thighs had them spreading wider to accommodate his shoulders, and his hands landed on your thighs, holding you in place as he dove into your pussy and ate.
You knew the fish was an eater, and you knew he'd be skilled, but fuck, the way he curled his tongue was not natural. Your hand slipped into his hair, clutching him to your pelvis as you broke away from Sylus' lips to catch your breath.
"Fuck, Raf..." you gasped, lost in the haze of pleasure.
Sylus pressed a kiss to your shoulder, his rich chuckle echoing right in your ear. "Does he feel good, sweetie?"
You had never been this wet in your entire fucking life as you helplessly nodded. "Yes, so good, Sy..."
Sylus hummed, a low, pleased rumble and he nipped the sensitive skin of your shoulder, your neck, and your chest. Your other hand went into his silver hair, and you couldn't stop the sounds that flowed endlessly out of you. Between both of their mouths on you, you, you vibrated with pent-up energy, so slick with need you worried you might drown Rafayel between your thighs. He'd like that, at least.
As if in agreement, Rafayel moaned, lapping up the mess between your thighs with endless hunger. His tongue swiped up, hitting your clit and curling there as his fingers sank inside you. You arched, a knot of pleasure coiling tight in your lower stomach, but his free hand pulled you back down, not letting you escape him. He sucked on your clit, pulling you into his hungry mouth as he curled those long, talented fingers, hitting every spot you needed him, and beyond.
Every stroke of his fingers pulled another melodious cry out of you, ringing through your bedroom. Sylus' mouth moved to your nipples, lavishing his tongue over each of them before taking each breast into his mouth and biting. Hard. Purple bruises bloomed across your skin with each sharp nip of his teeth.
"I need to taste her," Sylus moaned. "My turn."
Rafayel's eyes shifted to a brighter blue and he sucked hard on your clit, curling his fingers in deep enough that you screamed. The silent no hung in the air between them, and Sylus growled, low and menacing before returning to your breasts.
Your hazy vision focused as the pleasure built, and you looked down your body in time to see both sets of eyes looking up at you. Deep, crimson pools that burned with desire, and endless sapphire-rose ones that promised to drown you entirely.
Holding back was hopeless.
You came with a loud scream of Rafayel's name, your entire body shaking as the pleasure jolted through you. Your ears rang, everything going taut, then relaxing as you fell apart under the attention of your fictional men made somehow real.
You slumped back against the mattress, boneless and shaking, bursts of light dancing across your vision. Rafayel hummed, a content sound as he pressed a kiss against your inner thigh.
Sylus groaned above you as if in pain. "You're being cruel."
"Me? Cruel?" Rafayel laughed, eyes glimmering as he tilted his head. "That's funny coming from you."
"Move before I throw you out of the way."
"That's not very nice, especially when we're in cutie's bed."
Sylus turned to face you, the frustration in his gaze softening before he shifted his focus back to Rafayel. If you had the strength to move, much less speak, you'd tell them not to fight, but, if you were honest with yourself?
It was kinda hot to watch Sylus struggle.
"There's an easy way to get what you want," Rafayel said. He stroked his fingers inside you twice, then pulled them out, bringing them to his lips.
"Don't," Sylus warned as he watched the other man's fingers.
Rafayel smiled as he took his fingers into his mouth, sucking your juices off them. Once clean, he pulled away with a pop and a soft hum. "I'm just saying, there's only one way to get what you're after as long as I'm here."
Rafayel punctuated his point by putting his fingers back inside you, and you moaned, arching upwards, clutching onto him, Sylus, the sheets, anything you could grasp, your body already sensitive and tingling.
"Are you going to sit over there and watch me pleasure her all night, or are you going to be a good little fiend and swallow your pride?"
"You know nothing about me is little," Sylus huffed.
Rafayel rolled his eyes, turning his attention back to you. "There's the answer, then. Look's like I get to see how many times I can make you come for me, cutie. Try not to pass out, yeah?"
The world spun around you. How the fuck was this actually happening to you right now? You nodded --because in what world would you not agree to that? -- and lay back, closing your eyes as you settled against the mattress.
"Please," Sylus whispered, the sound low, wrecked.
Rafayel slipped a third finger inside you.
"Raf-ay-el!" you moaned, your breath catching on every syllable of his name, your oversensitive body pulsing with the headiness of the moment.
"Relax," he said. "You can do it, cutie. Open up for me."
"Please, Rafayel," Sylus said.
Rafayel curled his fingers and applied pressure in just the right spot, and you made a loud, keening noise, wetness seeping out of you as you writhed. "What was that, Sylus? I couldn't hear you over her moans."
Your eyes blinked open, vision blurry but you locked in on Sylus pained expression. The furrow in his brow, the way his nostrils flared as he took in your scent, how every muscle coiled with tension. His jaw ticked, but he straightened and met Rafayel's stare.
"Please, Rafayel. I would like my turn with her, as we agreed."
Rafayel gave a dazzling smile that sent your heart into flips. "There. Was it really that hard to remember your manners?"
Sylus' eyes narrowed as if he wished to kill the other man, but Rafayel jus smiled as he slowly pulled his fingers out of you. You shuddered, whimpering at the loss. Rafayel slipped from your bed as Sylus took his place.
Looming above you, Sylus' shadow consumed your entire body as he took you in. Bare, spread open, and soaking wet, you couldn't hide from him. He held your legs as wide as he could as he slowly sank down to his stomach, coming face-to-face with your soaking pussy. Red eyes met yours as he settled in between your thighs, and he lapped at your pussy once. A low, deep groan filled the room, his eyelashes fluttering, and then he dove in deeper, eating you out with ravenous hunger.
Your back bowed off the mattress, your hands sinking into Sylus' hair. Every fiber of your body hummed with overstimulation, but he didn't care, too lost in you to give you a break or lessen his fervent attack on your pussy. You clutched him close, your legs locking behind his head to keep him in place as you ground up into his face.
"Sylus!"
Rafayel appeared back in your line of sight, entirely bare, his long, pretty cock curving toward his stomach. You dreamed of his cock a lot -- far more than maybe you wanted to admit to yourself -- and this? this was everything you hoped for. Long, perfectly thick, and just as beautiful as the rest of him, your mouth watered from the sight alone. Still-damp fingers curled around his shaft as he stroked himself, watching you writhe under Sylus' attention.
Sylus devoured your pussy like your juices fed him, like he needed your come to breathe, and all you could do was clutch him close. Every pull of his lips that latched around your clit and press of his thick fingers inside you pushed you closer and closer to the ever-closer peak. You rocked your hips up into his face, and he growled, the noise vibrating against your skin.
Rafayel held Sylus' head down, keeping him in place while he stroked himself with his other hand. "Listen to our Princess, Sylus. She's so close. Make her come."
Sylus moaned into your pussy, eating you with renewed need as Rafayel held him in place. The sensations boiled over, too much yet somehow not quite enough and you came with a loud, echoing scream of Sylus' name as you gushed around his fingers.
Rafayel pulled Sylus away from your cunt by his hair, and brought the other man to his lips in a searing kiss.
That's not canon, you thought with a dazed giggle. But it is very hot.
The men pulled away from one another and turned to you, both grinning at the look on your face. Fuck, you were in some deep trouble with these two, but you didn't want it any other way.
Sylus undid his pants, pushing the dark material down his thick thighs, revealing his cock. Thicker than your fist and so long you questioned if such a thing could fit inside you at all, and your stomach flipped.
"Fuck her 'till she's full of your come, Sylus." Rafayel gripped Sylus' cock, stroking it twice and guiding him to your entrance. "Turn her into a beautiful mess for me, and maybe I'll let you clean up when we're all done."
"What about you?" You asked, your brows furrowing. Surprise anal only lived in fiction and dreams, and with the sizes of their cocks, taking them both in your pussy would take weeks, if not months, of practice. Was the inpatient fish going to really just...wait his turn?
He smiled, cupping your face in his hand as his thumb pulled on your lower lip. "Don't worry about me, cutie. I'm right where I want to be."
Dazed by the siren looming above you, you didn't notice Sylus move until the fat head of his cock sank inside you. Wide, hot, and so thick it burned, you moaned into Rafayel's hand, whimpering against his skin.
"Oh, fuck!"
"He's barely in you, cutie. Is that really all you can take?" Rafayel tutted. "Come on. Open up, pretty girl. You can do it for us, can't you?"
You whimpered, nodding, then forced yourself to breathe. In. Out. Your insides slowly gave way for Sylus, who moaned above you, slowly sinking in deeper. Sylus clutched your thighs, keeping you spread open and pinned in place for him as he fed you his cock inch by inch.
Rafayel slipped his free hand between your thighs, rubbing your clit in smooth circles with just the right amount of pressure to make you twitch and clench around Sylus.
"You feel so good, kitten," Sylus praised. "Keep breathing, you almost have it all."
You whined, gnawing on your lower lip as you tried to focus on your breathing, but both of them made that difficult. Every deep thrust Sylus gave you, and every circle of Rafayel's fingers left you wheezing. Being the recipient of the attention of both of them had every ounce of your skin buzzing and tingling, and they'd barely gotten started.
Sylus sank all the way inside you, his hips meeting yours. The tip of his enormous cock bottomed out inside you, and your body bowed, every muscle going tight as Rafayel's fingers added more pressure. You came with a loud moan, gushing all over Sylus' cock.
A string of curses fell from your lips, jumbled with their names, more a babble than anything else. The pleasure fried your brain, and there was nothing left for you to do other than feel every deep, slow thrust of Sylus' hips as your walls pulsed around him.
Rafayel pushed his cock toward your mouth. "Open up, cutie. It's not fair if only one of us gets to be inside you."
You moaned, welcoming Rafayel's cock between your lips, and stroking what you couldn't fit. He kneeled on the bed, giving you better access as you lavished him with your tongue, before slowly working him in deeper. One hand held your hair, the other continued rubbing circles over your clit, and his pretty moans joined yours as you took more of him into your mouth.
With both your mouth and pussy full of once-fictional cock, you had no room to doubt, question, or worry. You lost yourself in the sensations your lovers gave you. Moans fell out of you every time Sylus bottomed out, and you gagged with each thrust of Rafayel's hips, the head of his cock pressing at your throat, but not quite going in.
"Look at how well she takes us," Rafayel cooed. "She's so cute when she's stuffed full of cock."
"Beautiful," Sylus agreed. Another firm roll of his hips had his cock hit that spot in your depths that made you arch and groan, your body shuddering. "Such a good girl for us."
Rafayel thrust into your mouth, making you gag as the head of his cock slipped into your throat. He moaned, his head falling back, and he looked down at you, his eyes a bright, vivid, blue. "That's it, cutie. Just like that."
Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you breathed in through your nose, letting him sink deeper, gagging as your throat adjusted until Rafayel was all the way down your throat. Drool dripped down your chin, but all you cared about was how full of your lovers you were, how good they both felt, and the immense pleasure vibrating in your blood.
Sylus thrust in as Rafayel pulled out, each one fucking into you so you always had one hole entirely filled while the other clung to the receding cock. Slick noises, moans, and low growls filled the humid air of your bedroom, and your head spun, dizzy with pleasure.
Sylus' pace grew faster, less controlled. His grip on your thighs tightened, clenching hard enough to bruise, the deep burn of his touch sending you further into bliss. Every thrust punched the air out of your lungs, his cock hitting so deep you swore he somehow hit your chest. Or maybe that was Rafayel, fucking your throat in smooth, fluid rolls of his hips.
"Look at me, cutie. I wanna see when you come for us," Rafayel commanded.
Helpless to deny him, you opened your eyes and met his vivid gaze. He cursed, thrusting his cock all the way into your throat and held you there.
You came hard, your cry muffled around Rafayel's cock. Sylus' hips stuttered a moment later, his low growl filling the room as he pumped you full of his come. Burning hot, it heated your insides, further extending your own release. Rafayel thrust twice more, melodic moans falling from his pretty lips as he came down your throat. You hungrily swallowed every drop he fed you, savoring the chance.
Rafayel slowly slipped his cock from your mouth, then settled in the open space beside you on the bed. He pressed a kiss to your temple. "You did such a good job, cutie."
"Such a good girl," Sylus agreed, his voice rough. He hissed as he slowly pulled himself out of your abused hole, and a river of come followed him. Fuck, would washing these sheets be enough?
Sylus lifted you into his arms, then flipped over, laying flat against the bed with you on top of him. You fit perfectly in his arms, and you sighed as you slumped against his chest, well-pleasured and content.
Rafayel snuggled in closer, wrapping an arm around you and running his hand down your back in soft, gentle motions. You had so many questions, but you couldn't deny how wonderful this was, how even the after sex cuddles were better than what you dreamed of.
The door to your bedroom burst open, and you shot up, quickly trying to cover yourself, but when you saw the faces in the doorway, you got lightheaded.
Xavier. Zayne. Caleb. Valko.
All six of your fictional men were in your house, in your bedroom.
Valko smiled, those yellow eyes bright even in the dim room, little fangs sticking out as his actual fucking tail wagged behind him.
Oh fuck.
A/N:
The end is how I'm manifesting getting my fucking dog back, okay?
ANYWAY I hope you enjoyed this fun little one shot!!!! I might continue this, eventually. Once I finish my other fic series I'm working on. I have soooooooooooooo many brainworms 🤭🤭🤭🤭
Cleaning up the Timeline was going to be omegaverse until I chickened out, but with Valko’s appearance….. I’m going back to it 😈
So here’s my notes for my next long fic…
- Reader is MC ofc, and an omega because I like that.
- The Hunter’s association is facing a new type of wanderer which affects pheromones, and unmated omegas and alphas are being targeted. Since the majority of Evolvers are alphas or omegas, with fewer being betas— this is a problem for the association.
- So, the association is “encouraging” unmated individuals to apply to their partner company…. A matchmaking service.
- You’ve heard the horror stories of matchmaking services and how they pair on “compatibility” but word through the grapevine is that the company is a shell of Ever and only interested in making more powerful Evols…..
- So you need a mate, and fast. And who better to ask than your primary care provider! He’s single, and he always smells amazing — even through the scent blockers he wears for work.
- Caleb hasn’t called you back— stuck in the Deepspace tunnel for another three months and you don’t have three months.
- Except, Zayne isn’t unpaired. He’s mated to other alphas. Four, in fact. Which is crazy because when did Zayne get friends, let alone mates!?
- Better the devil you know, and by extension the deviled you’ll come to know, than the unknown of whatever that matchmaking company may pair you with.
- Which is how you find yourself in the same house as a fellow hunter that smells like ozone and lilacs. An eccentric artist that smells of sea salt and amber. Your doctor that smells of petrichor and mint. A fruit vendor? That smells like gunpowder and pomegranate. And a tech chairman that smells of pine and honey…..
- side note: Caleb will of course join in. It’s just fun to add him in later because I love to tease him….
Veeeeee I’m so depressed they cancelled my boyyyyy but I am so happy my ultimate poly writer is gonna keep him for herself, so now I still get some Valko content!!! Thank you truly for the content you make us for free may I add, because I was genuinely depressed hearing the news (damn brain chemistry) but knowing you’re still gonna write him helps tremendously so thank youuuuu!!!! 💜💜💜💜💜
Im so sorryyyy!! Im so sad too and it makes me so mad to see everyone so upset over Valko! 😭 I think it's perfectly normal to be upset over something like this. Our brains can't tell the difference between fictional and non-fictional bonds and so even new ones are hard to lose. It's a betrayal of trust between the players and Infold that's for sure. Im so disappointed....
Im gonna write some polycule headcanons to cope.
Though, seeing the response on social media, I know that Valko will live on through us.
My guess is probably bc CN server is insane and the company had to hire guards for their building bc of the whole situation
I saw that! I feel so bad for CN fans right now because they are catching so much heat from the international fans for being the cause of this, but it’s really just a tiny but very LOUD group that’s ruining it 😢
Sorry to use your askbox for this but youre one of the more popular lads blogs I follow so I hoped this would reach more people 🥹
CN players spend a lot - like a life savings amount of money- on gacha. Moreso than any global servers do and especially on dating/otome games. For their LI the CN girlies will spend enough to buy a small house with no sweat. This is why the CN servers have more impact than the global servers and why the devs will listen to them if they start protesting. It truly is a matter of money 😔
I'm sad to see that we wont be getting Valko after he was announced but unsurprised since infold will listen to the players who spend the most.
💕💕💕 so you think I’m popular???? 🤭
No, but seriously I see what you mean! And it totally makes sense as well.
My thought it that the CN fanbase has protested in the past before but why now? Like why cancel an upcoming release when they’ve protested in the past for more Sylus and Caleb content?? Like on one hand it makes 100% sense for them to listen to where the money comes from, but on the other hand, aren’t they losing SO MUCH by canceling all the content that they clearly have already made??
