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'' Ah, Captain? Are you in there?" One of the most important crewmembers on the ship, the (hopefully) soon-to-be Duke Charleston, inquired, knocking on the door with his scarred knuckle before bringing both of his calloused hands behind his back.
'' Sorry, I was fixing my. . . coat. What matters shall I help you with?'' Captain [l.name] questioned, leaning on the doorframe with a gloved hand on his hip. '' I- I was just wondering around deck and came to your. . splendid cabin and-'' A light-hearted chuckle came from the captain, the present blush on the crewmember's face more evident then ever. '' Nothing would make me happier, dear friend! Come and sit.'' The friendly gesture was nothing to the captain, however, such a simple gesture made Charleston's heart skip a beat. It was not supposed to skip like that in the company of a captain, a male captain at that. He was not going to become the first homosexual Duke of his father's prized utopia. He did not desire such piercing gazes and hateful words towards his family, especially towards his dearest mother.
'' Would some whiskey soothe your nerves? Or maybe some tea would do better?" Swiftly, [l.name] grabbed two clear glasses and a whiskey bottle. " Whiskey would do just fine, Captain, thank you.'' Charleston spoke, fiddling with the peeling skin before a coaster was set in front of him, the golden colored drink gleamed in the light, the ice cubes shaking inside of the small square shaped glass.
'' Now, since we've got some whiskey to soothe such a mood, what's got your feathers in a twist, dear friend? I'm sure such an issue could be brought to the table, if you surely wouldn't mind." Captain [l.name] was such an oblivious fellow, but it did add to his fine charm. The man's face grew grim, sorrowful words on the tip of his tongue. His mouth went agape before shutting again, hands gripping tightly on the glass cup. Licking his lips, he began to speak. " I just need some advice, captain, if you wouldn't mind giving me some?" The tense feeling in his shoulder dropped immensely when [l.name] produced a sweet smile, " Of course, I'd love to help a fellow such as yourself out. Now, tell me what's going on.''
With taking a sharp inhale through his gritted teeth, he begun to speak about the trials and tribulations he has (and still is) going through with his father, Duke Henry of his beloved utopia. '' He expects me to marry a woman that I do not know! He married mother out of full adoration and affection! Does he not think that I, his eldest son, does not deserve the same?" The male inquired, tears prickling at his dark brown eyes, his hands now feeling clammy. Nonetheless, not regarding the expression present on [l.name]'s face (an expression that sympathized the man, filled to the brim with pity that showed brightly in his [e.color] hues.), he continued the conversation. '' And there's one's heart who I wish to own forever, yet I can't fulfill such a yearning desire of mine. Ridiculous, isn't it? Here I am," He paused a little before laughing to himself and sniffling a little as a few tears dropped down his face, " talking to a pirate with a silly hat. You know, the feather was a bit. . too much, I do love it nonetheless, don't fret."
His voice was breaking with each sentence and shaky breathe he took. He looked down at his reflection in the whiskey, a man with weary eyes peered back at him. β Well, Iβm not sure about the father situation. However, I do understand where you are coming from and I am completely with you. Although, your father, from what you say, is completely horrible and hell-bent towards the thought of you being married to a women that you have no affection towards. Have you told him about you know who, though?β
β What?β
β Your affection for another. It may be out of my way to inquire such a thing, but am I wrong about such a guess?β
The male was quite baffled at such a question. β βNo, I, I have not.β β β Hm. Disregarding that, this another you are speaking upon, your issues with courting may be regarding your efforts. Do you know anything that they like?β With both whiskey cups now empty, a harmless hiccup left Vicβs throat as he swooped his silky blonde locks back with his hair, licking the faint taste of whiskey off his lips with little to no effort. β Mmm,β He hummed softly, tapping his lower lip with his index finger. β Wh- What do you like?β Being his oblivious self, [l.name] laughed pouring himself another glass of whiskey and pouring his companion a glass of purified water. β I asked about them, silly, not me.β A groan came from Noah, dragging his hands down his face. β Youβre sho obivious! I love you,β His words slurred as a hiccup erupted from his throat, his face becoming flushed due to the whiskey and the male in front of him, β idviotβ!β Not being used to the taste of alcohol in his system because he never had it made his slur his words and his eyes feel quite heavy.
β Noah, please, letβs get you to your cabin, alright?β Captain [l.name] suggested, chugging down the leftover drops of whiskey before walking over to his beloved crew member and piling him onto his back, giggles coming from the other. β Youβre shoooooo strong! βNd you smell good, like flowers and oats.β Laughing slightly, he could feel the soft breaths of Noah on his neck, goosebumps producing on his skin. Opening the door to Noahβs cabin, [l.name] set the man down in his bed and pulled the covers over him before a sigh parted itself from his lips. β Goodnight, Noah. Iβll leave a drink of water by your table in the morning, sweet dreaβ!β The captain got pulled down into the bed of his beloved crew member, Noah effectively tangled his body with the captain before wrapping his arms around [l.name]βs waist. β Don- Donβt leave me, please. Stay with me, just for tonight. .β He whispered into the otherβs ear, pulling his crush closer to him. β I canβt, how about I-β
Before the man could come up with an excuse on why this situation shouldnβt be happening, Noah smashed his lips on [l.name]βs soft plump oneβs. Noahβs eyes fluttered closed softly, the yearning feeling not coming to rest as he pulled the captain closer, the faint taste of whiskey crawling its way onto Noahβs tastebuds as he licked the captainβs lower lip, loving the way he tasted. β Hah, ah. . No-Noah, please-! I, I really need to get my mapping done.β Looking at their current position, [name] on top of Noah, straddling him, hands planted onto Noahβs chest, [name] looked like he couldn't care less about some stupid mapping.
β How about I take the stress away, okay? Just a few minutes will do you some good.β He reassured the man that his stress would be taken away, with pleasure given to him in return. Gulping down the fear of not finishing work, β Yes, please.β
Such an interesting request from ole' sweet Captain [l.name], the captain who is now begging for mercy from such powerful thrusts.
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His legs were wrapped around [name]'s waist, his hips thrusting upward, his eyes puffy as sweat covered his muscular body. Leather cuffs were around both his wrists and multiple hickies, marks, and bruises covered his thighs, chest, shoulders, and neck. Oh, the torment he went through tonight, it felt so good. It felt so, so good. He knew it was supposed to be a punishment for his actions earlier, but did [name]'s punishments felt so good for him. However, after his fifth (5th) time his legs dropped from around [name]'s waist while his aching cock spewed cum.
'' Oh, c'mon now! You can bear it for so much longer, can't you? Or are you gonna disobey my orders?'' He shook his head no, the tears not stopping at all as his cock kept twitching from [name]'s hands and the vibrator. Being milked to his full extent was just to gut wrenching to him, tears falling from his eyes as [name] licked his aching tip, resulting in him coming in [name]'s mouth, his chest heaving up and down. Broken off sobs and whimpers coming from his mouth, his whole body burning.
'' Hmm . . Do you think you deserve a reward, slut? After all you've done for me, you've been such a good boy. Should I give you a treat?" [name] taunted, pulling the leash that was wrapped around their knuckles, pulling the boy closer to themself, lips inches away. " Mmm. . Plea-se, please. .'' He begged, bucking his hips upwards as [name]'s tongue slid up and down his cock, tasting the leftover cum that came from their lover.
" Should I really reward you? Are you positive you deserve it?" His body burned badly; all his efforts went into the sexual feelings coursing throughout his body, however, he still yearned for you, so badly. His breathing pattern ragged and uneven, body glistening in sweat, hair plastered across his head, saliva dripping down his chin, tears forming in his eyes from the continuous amount of teasing he received from [name]. A bright blush forming on his face, the tip of his ears becoming red. '' Please! Please, jus' please! I really need you, so badly. S-so badly." He explained, dried tears becoming wet again as he cried from the agonizing pain of you not being on top of him, just the thought made him cum again in your hands.
" Fine, since you've been so good, I'll give you what you want, sweetheart." [name]'s words swirled in his mind; his lips were quickly smashed against yours; his moans and whimpers being quieted down by your lips as you slowly slid down on his girthy cock, trying your best to muffle your moans as you tried your best to contain your composure. '' Ah-! Hah! Gah!'' He cried loudly, squeezing his eyes shut from the agonizing pleasure that made his toes curl. '' Please let me move, please! I need it so badly, please! I'll be so, so gentle, please!" He knows when he begs, he could get anything you want from you. Exactly anything. Uncuffing your lover, your back immediately met with the cushiony bed. '' Wai- Fffuck!''
The abusive pounding of his tip against your prostate, his nails digging into your hips, it was truly too much for you.
πππππππ(π) β modern au !!
ππππππ'π ππππ β the duo but turn them into soft-boys + dating headcanons
β SOFT-BOY! KAEYA absolutely adores his beloved s/o, [name]. he can't get enough of them<3
soft-boy! kaeya loves stealing burrowing his s/o's clothes and taking 4-5 business days to give it back to them. he loves the oversized sweaters/jackets hug his body. the faint smell of [name] lingered on the jacket, making him feel like [name] was beside him during the times when he felt most lonely.
soft-boy! kaeya loves to cook for his lovely s/o. even though most of his food tends to end up burnt and non-edible, he loves to try his best (even if he has to end up making a bowl of cereal for their breakfast). the loving '' thank you''s and '' i love you''s with a kiss on affection before going back to cuddling in bed. even though [name] has to get up to make breakfast because kaeya's tummy keeps rumbling and they can't sleep, [name] still enjoys the lil efforts kaeya puts into their modern relationship.
soft-boy! kaeya loves to receive kisses from his s/o. even if they are early morning kisses or sleepy late-night kisses, or any kind really, he absolutely loves it. even though he sometimes has to grumble or beg to receive [name]'s affection from them being so busy all the time, he'd gladly beg for their kisses. kaeya's heart pounds in his chest, the sound beating in his ears when [name] kisses the tip of his nose, or peck his lips, or kiss his undefined jawline in a sloppy way.
soft-boy! kaeya loves laying his head on [name]'s chest. [name]'s chest softly heaving up and down, kaeya begun to grow a habit of trying to follow his s/o's irregular breathing patterns became quite a habit of his. he couldn't follow his habit thoroughly, of course. [name]'s breathing soon became melodic to his ears as he wrapped his arms around their waist, eyes hovering over a close slightly, loving the warmth emitting from his s/o's body as he got lost in this wonderful, loving fantasy.
β‘ SOFT-BOY! DILUC doesn't know how to express such emotions when around his beloved, however, he tries his best.
soft-boy! diluc loves to spend the morning time in bed with his s/o, [name]. even though he knows he'll have to leave them in bed and leave to go to work. would his regret his earlier actions? no, not at all. it was a cherishing moment between the couple, so he couldn't regret it at all.
soft-boy! diluc loves the times in the chilling nights when him and his s/o cuddle. even though he isn't one to initiate physical touch between the two, he loves those quiet times. especially when it rains. the rain trinkling down the window, the sound of rain floating throughout the bedroom, and the cold atmosphere around the two was one he cherished the most. the way your hands crept over one another.
soft-boy! diluc loves when he and [name] fix food together, he isn't an expert in that field in particular, but he does know a few things from a few associates of his. Mondstadt Moon Pie is a " foreign" food that he loves any time of the day, to be honest. he truly can't get enough of it, and he loves to cook it with [name]. he had to teach his lovely s/o how to cook it because they're a s/o with/without a sweet tooth, but desired to know about diluc's cooking choices.
soft-boy! diluc hates when he comes home late but loves seeing [name] lying on the couch, bundled in their favorite blanket, sleeping soundly. it was one of their date nights, one that hadn't happened in an agonizingly long time. cold buttery popcorn sat in a bowl, two glasses of non-alcoholic apple cider sat next to the popcorn bowl, and a few of [name] and diluc's sugary sweets sitting on the side. he hated when he came home late on date-night's, he hated the most. he would have loved it to spend time with [name], all cuddled together, blanket sprawled out on top of them, and stomachs full and hearts filled to their content.
soft-boy! diluc hates those times when he and [name] fight. even though he's one not to fumble his words, or stutter over his actions, he felt inclined to apologize to his beloved. '' [name], i'm sorry.''s and '' i didn't mean any of it, it was a petty argument'' came from diluc. [name] apologized as well, seeing diluc's bitten down nails, the hello-kitty bandages wrapped around his fingers with dried-up blood. left-over tears drenched his face as his fiery red hair was in a messy ponytail. he just couldn't bear to leave a petty argument such as this one.
summary: aether makes it his routine to visit his darling's little cafe down the road. to make the visit more interestingβaether takes his time to fluster you.
aether takes ur big cock nd shoves it in his punany, '' oh m JEE, ALPHA! NGGGGh!'' he cries out, babling bceoming incoherent. [name] smirked, a lightsaber coming in hand, '' MAY THE FORVE BE W. U, AETHEHR''' he cried, stabbing the biy.
teh end !!
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