Helloooo I am yuwnaaa! Im a yumeship who doesn't know how to draw, a multifandom person who saved too many edits of my favorite characters in my phone(also use them to imagine that I am in the edit) and a person who's basically obsessed with fictional people rather than real people.. I am lithromantic and bisexual at the same time and really wants to be in a relationship and at the same time don't kuuuuuuus I lose feelings easily... I'm an ambivert but mostly an awkward introvert that will always make a conversation awkward as fuck..
Warning: NSFW(Threesome M/M/F, Poly relationship, bitting, rough sex, bi threesome, Top Taiga x Bottom Romeo, oral - Romeo & reader receiving, unprotected sex, one dick two holes (?), sex toys, pegging, crempie)
Words: around 3k
A/N:Greatest dedication for @sleepy-gamer-mom. Sorry if anything is OOC and about mistakes. (__) is used instead of (y/n).
“Luluuu, come to bed…” A harsh, yet silent voice rang out from the messy sheets.
“For your information, I do not have time for any of your games right now.”
“Huuuuh… Lulu? Why?”
“Are you blind or you didn't wake up properly?!” Romeo shouted, losing patience. Having his hands fully on the documents he needs to finish, since Darkwick needed them. It maybe wasn't business he wanted to take care of, but that was for sure something he was forced to work with. And Taiga's games weren't part of his schedule now.
“Then call (__). I think I'm getting horny…” Sinostra Capitan yawned, scratching his abdomen lazily.
“Then get out of my room. I don't want to have you here when–”
“Ooooi! Come to Lulu's room… Hurry your ass up, I don't want to wait…” He screamed to the phone, not reaching another man's complaints.
“You–!”
“Work if you want. I want to play a little…” he rolled his eyes, getting into a comfortable position on the bed, with his leg spread so he took all the space on luxurious furniture.
“Sigh- at least go to–” he stopped as he heard knocking. Maybe he'll manage to get you to take Hoshibami away?
He was in the greatest mistake of his day. When you entered the room, without any explanation you were just summoned to the bed. Thinking about what red-haired man can want, of course you needed to come closer. Your lazy Capitan wouldn't ever trouble to come himself to you. So you got called - just come. No more information. Nothing added to that. And the best way to work with it is to show up, and listen to him. That's downgrade of your relationship. You need to listen to Taiga, because if you won't, he'll be offended because you're ignoring him. And an offended Taiga will turn into a menace, or he'll be angry. Both of these options are rather dangerous.
From what you can already see, he's annoying Romeo right now. That elegant man, who works late hours now will be just losing patience.
“What do you need?” You just asked. Normally that question would solve the rest.
A hand was raised a bit from the bed, one finger wiggled, showing you to come closer.
If he wasn't your boyfriend, you would be scared to go. This is the maniac of Sinostra, if he tries something like that, everyone would doubt. Not you - you know him more than you should.
And that's one part you could sometimes regret.
Your steps were calm enough to not show you're nervous, but at the same time you felt peace. With both of them in the same room. With Romeo working, and Taiga calling you over. You needed to stop doing everything just to come. But you can't ignore them easily.
Without a word, at the moment you stood next to the bed, that raised hand pulled your arm hard. You fell down on him, feeling the pricey mattress under your knees.
Fingernails painted black moved down your shirt, lifting it a bit. Scratching slightly your side up to the bra.
A bold move worthy of Taiga.
Very easily, and very fast, you were lying down, with him on top of you. Your torso is almost naked, with him, grinding his crotch on your hip like a beast in heat. Sharp teeth nibbling your collarbone.
“Hah… you know… I almost want to hear out what you wanted to try some time ago…” he gasped with a wild smile, sitting on your legs, unbuttoning his shirt slowly. “What was that? Begging? No, it was similar…”
“Pegging.” You corrected him, stealing a glance down his toned torso. Your ears heard Romeo gagging on his tea a bit.
“Peg-ging? Huuh….? What do you do with that?”
Clueless like ever?
“It’s about fucking someone with a dildo on strap-on.”
“Huuuuh… oh! No fucking way I'm letting you do that!” He laughed, continuing working on you, pulling your pants. “Unless you want to fuck Lulu. That would be a nice sight!”
“Shut up!Keep your fucking opinions to yourself!” Romeo screamed with his voice pitched. He turned around with pink cheeks - it was either rage or embarrassment.
“But you look so cute with dick inside you~.”
“I'll kill you–”
“Enough! No one said that we will do it!” you stopped them before blood started dripping.
“What? But I want to fuck.” Taiga clenched his teeth with one raised eyebrow.
“And I want you OUT OF MY ROOM!”
“Lulu calm down or I'll bend you over instead of Kitten.”
“Tch-!” He clicked his tongue, sitting down on his armchair. Trying to not take out his rifle right now. There are times where Taiga just loves being the main cause of Romeo's rage. Now that's the same.
“So, kitten.” Your thoughts were stopped by his hands pulling your legs down. If you don't want your clothes ripped off, just go with the flow. He's not even patient to unhook your bra, so you better do it yourself. “If you were to pegg Lulu, what kind of cock would that be? I hope it will make him scowl.”
“You freakin–”
“Shhh Lulu. You were the one who told me to shut up, and now you're talking?” He mocked him with a dangerous gleam in his eyes. “Unless you want me to spread you like that.”
He showed him on your body, pulling your legs apart. Your hands moved down, between your legs, but he bit your finger, making you pull away from your intimate parts. Putting his tongue flat on your clit, he growled a little with laughter, pushing your legs apart even more if that was possible. Slurping your entrance like a starving predator.
He never was gentle. He was like a beast in heat, doing whatever he wanted. Pushing his tongue inside you, swirling. Drooling all over your walls, sucking onto your whole pelvis, biting into soft skin.
Your fingers pulled his hair a little when he ate you out alive. Without mercy, sucking, spreading you like nothing stopped him. And when he pulled out, you were wet and swollen. Sensitive and pulsating. So obscure he wanted to just jam into you and fill your pussy with himself. You held down small noises you wanted to make so badly.
The room was filled with wet sounds as he gulped down the juice, like it's some delicacy. Teasing your entrance with one finger, before pushing it inside. With his own hand working on his cock.
“God, keep down these gross sounds-!”
“Lulu, you start to annoy me.” He said dangerously, pulling away from your pussy a bit.
“Hmph! It's not my fault you decided to do it in MY OWN ROOM.”
“Are you so pricky because I haven't fucked you in some time?”
“Excuse me?! You sound like some perverted bastard now!”
“Sigh… I got enough…”
He pulled his fingers out of you, letting you close your legs.
Oh he's pissed…
“Taiga–” you started, reaching out to him, but he stood up. Naked, licking his lips without a smile. He started walking towards Romeo with a dangerous glance.
“Go away– ugh!”
Red haired one pulled him up, throwing him onto his shoulder. With one hand around his waist, he held him stably, when the second hand pulled down his pants. Sharp teeth biting into his buttcheek, making a grey-haired man screech, hitting his back with fists.
On his way to bed, you could see his finger - covered with your fluids, having its way towards his ass, pushing slightly in, making Romeo squirm even more, cursing.
“Gyaha! Calm down Lulu! You'll snap my finger!” He laughed like a maniac, pushing it deeper, ignoring his protests.
The way he casually threw his vice captain on the bed right next to you made you gasp. Even if it was harsh looking, isn't it how your typical sex starts? With these two… it's always like that…
“You mo– hyaa–” he moaned as Taiga spat on his fingers, pushing two of them in his hole.
“Calm down calm down.” He chuckled, pulling down his pants completely, eating the sight of pale, long legs held by his own. By nodding to you, he signaled to you to come closer, letting you do the hard work of unbuttoning all of the clothes on the other guy’s torso.
You could see Romeo's cheeks getting red while he grunted a little with Taiga fingering him. Slowly but steadily loosening him up, while abusing his prostate.
Such a shameful picture of that nobleman, lying down with his legs spread, pretty dick hard and lust filled eyes.
But Taiga wasn't ready to play it slowly. He just put Romeo flat on his back, forcefully pulling you closer, pushing you down face to face with the second Sinostra member. Your chest squeezed onto his. And you both felt tongue licking you at the same time, as Taiga placed Romeo's dick on your pussy, licking them both together.
With your legs on the sides of the man under you, you couldn't run away. And Romeo couldn't run either. His legs were forced open by the man behind you, who placed his knees on his shoulders. Creating a feast out of your holes.
Romeo trusted you more. You could see his vulnerable face. He kissed you, accepting his fate now. Work won't be done… The best he can do is enjoy it while he can.
It felt almost gross, feeling how wet you were. With both your own fluids and Taiga's saliva, dripping down onto dick between your thighs. You kissed, moaning a little into each other's lips, trembling one by one when Hoshibami changed from eating you out, to sucking on Romeo, while still fingering him slowly.
“Hiss, you animal–” Man under you hissed loudly, throwing his head up. Tip of his cock tapping on your clit.
“Are you close, Luluuu~?” The annoying chuckle sounded dangerous.
“Shut up alre– haah!”
Two fingers were pushed inside, moving around without coming out even once, silencing him.
Now, the mouth is focused only on you. Making you squirm even more with your clit sucked and nibbled.
“T-Taiga–”
He ignored you, pushing his face closer, sliding whole tongue inside, grinding Romeo's and your sensitive parts together. Both you and him twitched and trembled, forced through overwhelming pleasure.
“No cumming! I think I should be the first one!” He said loudly, pulling away his whole body. Leaving you alone.
His childish act can be so annoying sometimes…
He hummed now, ignoring the fact that there were two people under him. A song that existed only in his mind, as he happily slid his cock alongside your vagina, collecting lube, pushing his balls into your sensitive bud, not reacting to your gasps.
His length was connected to you by one sticky string that snapped when he pulled away enough, pressing his tip inside the hole he wanted right now. One covered in saliva and you're slick. Trembling when he touched it.
“No way! Lulu you're actually waiting for it!” He laughed again as the man under you relaxed, feeling a tight ring of muscles opening forcefully.
“Shut up!” He scowled, grabbing your thighs like it was the only thing he would catch.
“Taiga, this position–” you started, but your words were quickly interrupted.
“Fine fine… so needy…” a sigh came out of his lips. He pulled you down, letting you lie down on your back, legs spread to the sides when he moved Romeo too, pulling him just like he wanted. Not allowing you two to move on your own, he just positioned you like he craved.
With Romeo now on you, you looked down, seeing a hand with nail polish squeezing penis of the other man. He gave him a few pumps before lining him up with your entrance, pushing his hips down once it was positioned well. You gasped with sudden intrusion, grabbing sheets under you as members inside you reached maximum depth. Romeo too, grunted a little with sudden tightness around him, holding back from moving away for a moment. Even wanting to complain that it's too tight. But the poor man got no break. He was pushed down again, his legs spread, ass lifted. His hole - stretched under a pressure of shaft entering him, slowly coming in without a pause.
You felt his own dick twitching inside you, probably giving out precum as his both sizes were used.
“Haaaaah, I waited for it sooo looong…” A rusty, loud voice filled the whole room. “It's nice to have two holes waiting for filling… where I can choose, ya know?”
“J-just, shut up- aah…!”
“Shhh, Lulu. You know I love your hole.” He silenced him with a few pushes, staying inside balls-deep. “I wonder which one I'll fill tod–”
“Don't you… fucking dare.” Romeo gasped dangerously, kneeling up. You three still connected, but he moved his torso to the side, taking a handful of Taiga's hair, pulling his face closer to him. Before he started talking, the man inside you finished. “I have… meeting tomorrow morning. I don't want to clean myself up all night! Aah… or use a condom…”
“Huh? Condom? No way I will put on some plastic bag. It's better without it…”
“Then pull out. Ugh, don't move…” he clenched his teeth as a red head grinded on his own hips, pounding his hole.
You moved your head to the side, feeling the movement too.
Taiga saw it, your eyes full of lust. He pushed Romeo down, digging into him with his cock, squeezing your cheeks with a cocky smile.
“I have an idea…”
When he said that, you two would be almost scared.
“Kitten, go for that begging thingy you talked about.”
Begging? Oh… there's not even a need to correct him…
His hands pulled Romeo out of you, but he had his Vice captain impaled onto him as you stood up on shaky legs. Romeo could try to get up and go away even an inch, but he was met with pushes that never left him. Shaft pushing inside and outside with small gaps between them. Abusing his sensitive points since the very beginning.
“Hurry up then. I want a hole to finish in. And Lulu would be mad if I filled him, right ~?” His fangs bit the man, his ass fucked without mercy.
Unless you wanted Romeo to be angry at you, you really needed to hurry. Even if Taiga is not a fast-finisher, he can play with you two now.
You just left Romeo in beast's liar, spread on his mercy. You didn't know what's happening. What mattered was that you needed to put on your clothes, and run straight to your room for the toy you always wanted to try on someone. Without underwear on, you felt all liquids flowing down your legs, wetting your pants. Your nipples sticking out to your shirt. As long as no one will be near the corridors, you'll be okay. If you had some more time, you would at least wipe off the clothes normally. But can you leave Romeo alone for long?
Thank God that your room is near. You can just now thank Taiga too, for wanting your room to be right next to his. So you opened the door, and ran straight to your closet, digging in the drawer to get a box with today's help and destruction at the same time. Already cleaned up before by you, prepared. So you can run back to the room, and help your boyfriend now.
But the sight you saw before your eyes as you opened doors was one that you could be happy that you left them alone. Your clit started pulsating just after watching. Your hole clenching painfully, thinking how good it must feel.
Romeo's one leg, raised up as his back, was leaning onto Taiga's torso. Beautiful dick or your Italian boyfriend wet and sticky with his own cum, bouncing up and down as cock were railing his hole. Lean abdomen arching slightly with depth of thrusts, when he trembled with each pound. Sticky sounds echoing in the big room. Elegant face dirtied with small tears, and saliva. Red, and gasping.
“Ooi, kitten, you got it?” Taiga smiled at you, squeezing Romeo's tip playfully.
You nodded, coming closer. The scent of sex filling your nostrils. The closer you came, the more you saw obscure, but absolutely hot pictures of these two men having sex. Your two boyfriends.
The box was placed down. You pulled straps out, then dildo. Everything sorted, the rest put on the floor.
“Are you sure Lulu can take it?” Taiga asked, nibbling his boyfriend's shoulder, laughing.
Of course… the dildo was red, because you thought it'll be a color he will approve of. And the size was around the same as Taiga's own cock.
He stopped tormenting Romeo's hole, and watched when you put on the straps, attaching dildo on. Feeling its weight.
“Gyaha! It looks both fucking hilarious and hot seeing you with cock!”
Romeo gasped, not having the strength to scream at another man for being so loud. Reddened cock splurted a bit when he pulled out, jerking his length a bit, comparing himself to a toy.
“Did ya play with that when I'm not around? If yes… I think I would actually rip that to shreds…” dangerous gleam of jealousy filled his eyes.
“It's new!” You said quickly, observing his hand moving around the silicone veins.
“Im about to bust… hurry up…” his mood changed again, and he pulled your hips, throwing you at Romeo's chest. “Just fuck him. He's ready.”
Taiga didn't touch you anymore. He just observed as you touched Romeo's legs, pushing them apart slightly. Looking at him to approve. And instead of refusing, your Fico just allowed you to, blowing out some air, seeing the tip of the toy touching his skin. His own cock throbbing with anticipation - something he won't ever admit. With his own free will he opened his legs more, to be comfortable, relaxing as your hand guided you inside. Inch after inch, filling him in place of the real cock he had inside a few minutes before. He grunted. Silicone pushing onto his prostate. His beautiful eyes look at you with hunger, silently telling you to give him more. You took his needs. Pushing more inside, you started swaying your hips, giving him the sensation he asked for. Delicate pushes into his prostate.
“... it's kinda boring… but I like seeing it.” The red haired man said, looking at Romeo's hole opening for a toy, his face painted with pleasure of slow pegging. “Can't you just do it like that?”
Your hips were pushed forward, causing the whole toy sliding inside Romeo's ass. He squirmed with widened eyes, moaned with surprise. He wanted to shout at that mean idiot who does everything like he wanted. But he stopped, feeling tingling inside. His cock about to bust too.
“Not to stop your game, but I really want to fuck.”
“Don't pull the stripes! You'll rip them!” You yelled when he squeezed your ass, stretching your pussy to the side, to see a hole. He didn't like the stripes. It was in his way…
“...” He didn't answer you, but he tried his best. Filling you too with one push, now you were his prey. Merciless rhythm not allowing you to close your mouth. Deep and hard, not stopping or slipping. Not allowing you to run away. Your body was moving on its own, looking for the best angle to be fucked. Trying to reach orgasm, not remembering that there was a toy attached to you, filling someone else.
When you looked down, you were just forced into one position, with Taiga pistoning himself into your hole, grunting into your ear. Toy moved with you too, abusing Romeo's prostate once again, causing him to grab the sheets underneath, wanting to stop you, but he was almost here. Veins on his shaft bulged, his tip crying with precum. Clapping from your skin louder and louder. An orgasm that flowed in your body made your legs weak. The anticipation in your belly finally snapping, freeing giant pleasure flowing through your body. Fucking you through your orgasm Taiga watched with grin your spasming body, forcing dildo inside second man, just to experience the view of his hands free orgasm. With cock pathetically splurting out a few lines of cum onto his abdomen, smearing it all on your skin when he forced your weak body down, plunging inside just to reach his orgasm too, filling you with a hot load that started to spill right away.
His dark giggle filled the room as you two lied down tired, wet, used and trembling.
“That begging thing would be even fun to use in future.”
Doing an Mc character analysis (well at least if that’s what u wanna call it) even tho she is a self insert. I’m not very good at this, this might be all over the place. Sorry in advance
All the clothes that Mc wears are usually casual comfy clothes (not including the required clothes she has to wear on missions probably)
As we can see this is all what she usually wears if not on a mission. Also her Pjs she has DW Pj she wears them because they were given to her. The reason I think she doesn’t buy her own personal pj’s is because she does have enough and/or because she doesn’t see the need to as long as they are comfy to wear. Though she will also wear those cute but also sexy costumes from voice lines when not on a mission for fun. (not including all voice lines obviously to much work an u can only ad 10 photos which is super irritating)
The yellow blows that she wore on her last mission from Ss1 episodes 21 & 22. We hadn’t seen her wear something with ruffles (we have but those are mission required that’s different). I think the yellow button up ruffle shirt is supposed to represent the hope that she has for her curse to be cured and getting some answers as to why she was cursed and what a Kyklos actually is.
Like from s1 ep 16(?) she had asked the chancellor what exactly is a Kyklos.
“… Although we’ve been aware of the Kyklos for a long time, it is still shrouded in mystery” I don’t think he’s really lying her tbh. He also had manipulate her to go on some of these missions Mc is rather compliant because of her curse.
Also when Mc ran away she only came back because Haku talked her into coming back.
Also the chancellor and the staff give her tge illusion that she has a choice to go on these missions unlike the ghouls who actually don’t give her the illusion. Tho I’m sure they know she actually doesn’t have a choice in the matter whether she likes it or not.
Mc caring about the ghouls and helping out on missions
Though Mc can’t help physically (like fighting and what not) she still helps Pur in her own way even when there is much help she can do. Mc has helped the Jabber ghouls to get a boat from Frost, she has also helped a boy from S1 ep1 (Sora?) from getting hurt or killed by that faceless anomaly which is brave but also stupid she could have gotten seriously hurt or she could have died.
Same with from Ss1 Ep 6 where the girl was about to get eaten by a plant anomaly (she did get eaten) along with Mc. Luckily both of the ghouls saved them.
She also helped when Haru from Ep12 when he turned tiny and the other two ghouls didn’t feed him. Instead it was Mc who cut up little pieces for him to eat.
She also has give the bandaids (Kaito) or has taken them to a clinic to get treated for a serious wound (Taiga). She even has nurses a sick ghoul back to health(Jin). She even helps out Jiro even tho he is often sick.
If you add what Dante said to her “get on there good side get to know what they do and don’t like use that to your advantage” (or something along those lines) and she has done but that doesn’t mean she did that all without actual kindness.
Mc may not like to stand out suck as not wearing her blazer like Jin, Zenji or Shion or even wear different shoes like Kaito, Leo, (to many ghouls to name). Nor does she have unnatural hair colors like the ghouls or wears jewelry (unless you count the sage ring) There is nothing wrong with that. That doesn’t mean she doesn’t have her own unique personality, we know that she likes a band, she even says some funny stuff when monologues as the narrator or even in her head. We know she cares for other people even when they might not be so nice to her (cough Leo, Cough Romeo, Cough Jin) they care for her in their own ways of course.
Mc just doesn’t like being flashy or having much attention on her and thats fine.
Also she has also asked Subaru if there was something wrong on a Mission she asked until he answered which helped on figuring out what anomaly was the cause of deaths. (Ep15).
All we really know about her is that she likes a band, she’s cursed, she kind, she keeps to herself. Mc is asks a lot questions (from S2 ep2) and she likes to wear non flashy clothes and she has “plain face”. I really wanna see a background story about her.
Also I think her personality has always been this way, cause when she got a letter on a mission (she forgot she was on a mission because of an anomaly). The delinquent school she went up to the roof because the letter said so she didn’t have to but she did anyways. If she hadn’t and if it were someone else who sent that letter to her she would have bullied whether she went on the roof or not anyways. Luckily it was Leo who gave her that letter and she wasn’t bullied
Synopsis: After getting caught making out with your boss in Part 1, you and Siolis move past making out into something that will forever change your relationship with your boss....
PAIRING: Chief Royal Assistant Siolis Adonis x GN!Assistant!Reader.
WARNINGS: MDNI. Any ageless or minor blogs will be blocked. Reader is absolutely gender neutral, and Anatomically vague phrasing is used. Second time writing smut I have no clue if this is good yall... Oral (Reader recieving), Implied marathon, slighttt overstimulation, boss/subordinate dynamics, reader has a slight muscle fixation, slightly public? its in siolis' private office at the palace, possessive behavior, slight restraining.
WC: 3,154 Words.
"Yeah… celibates, huh?" they murmured against your skin, their breath hot and teasing. "Why don’t we change that right now…" You gulped, nodding slightly as a furious heat spread through your cheeks.
Siolis lifted their left hand, their fingers spreading slightly. Waving their hand softly as smooth soft green magic particles materialize, dancing through the air like a swarm of bioluminescent fireflies. The particles rushed toward the office door, wrapping around the handle and the frame. A heavy, resonant click echoed through the room as their innate magic locked the door securely, sealing the private suite and completely separating your passionate confessions from the rest of the world. No sound would exit this room. No one could get in.
They looked back down at you, their iridescent tattoos instantly bleeding into a deep, intense, and suffocating shade of violet as the afternoon sun shines through the windows.
"Now," they whispered, their baritone voice sending a thrill through your chest. "Where were we?"
They didn't give you a chance to answer, Siolis leaned down and captured your mouth again, but the playful, lighthearted energy from before was completely gone. This kiss was deep, slow, and utterly consuming.
Their tongue slid past your lips, claiming your mouth with a heavy, rhythmic dominance that left you whimpering against their chest. their hands slid down your arms, pinning your wrists gently to the couch cushions beside your head, their fingers locking perfectly between yours.
The contrast was maddening. While their Shiko magic hummed, their body was radiating pure heat. You writhed beneath them, your hips shifting instinctively against their knee, which was still wedged firmly between your thighs.
“Mmh, getting desperate?” they murmur against your lips, eyes flitting open to watch your expression, tight and conflicted as it is. Siolis imagined it was hard not to feel such conflict when one is being devoured by their boss, in said boss’ office
Letting out a low, ragged growl of approval as you tightened your grip on their hand, Siolis broke the kiss, their mouth traveling down the line of your jaw to bury itself in the sensitive skin of your neck. they bit down softly on the column of your throat, their teeth scraping just hard enough to make you moan and writhe before their tongue licked over the mark, soothing the sting.
"Sio..." you breathed, your hands breaking free of their grip to tear at the buttons of their shirt. You wanted them closer. You needed the smooth, unblemished skin of their chest pressed directly against yours. Siolis grabs your wrists, making your hands clutch at the sides of their waist, god the amount of times you daydreamed of grabbing them there… it almost felt wrong. You didn’t care however, your nails digging into the skin of their relatively slender waist.
Siolis peppers a kiss on your cheek, allowing their tongue to lick the kiss after it had been planted on you, they let go of your wrists and grabbed at the collar of their dress shirt. "Let me," they murmured, their voice thick with a dark, commanding heat.
With an effortless, fluid grace, they sat back on your thighs, their eyes never leaving yours as their hands quickly tore open the remaining buttons of their shirt, throwing the expensive fabric to the floor. their shirtless torso was breathtaking—delicate, lean muscle mapped out by the brilliant, glowing violet lines of their tattoos. The single green strand of hair hung loose and free across their eyes, making them look wild, dangerous, and utterly untamed compared to their usual diplomatic self.
The subtle definition of their torso was a quiet and pleasureful torture, your hands trailing up from their waist to caress the firm, elegant planes of their abdomen. A low, ragged breath escaped their lips, a rare fracture from their usual calculating composure,your touch igniting the… issue in their pants further. they reached out, their long, neat fingers catching the buttons of your uniform. they paused, their sharp gaze locking onto yours, silently asking you if they should continue.
"Is this okay?" their voice was rough, stripped entirely of its usual diplomatic veneer.
You nodded without a fraction of hesitation. The ancient burdens and the quiet secrecy of the world outside faded into the background; there was no hesitation in your heart any longer, you needed this goddamned hunk of an individual destroying you now. Even if Siolis could easily snap your puny human spine in half.
Slowly, deliberately, they unbuttoned your shirt. their mouth followed the path their fingers cleared, pressing demanding, searing kisses down the slope of your neck and across your chest. When their hand settled over your belt buckle, they tilted their head up. Through the dark fringe of their lashes, their lilac eyes burned with absolute devotion. Your hands gripped their chest, squeezing the firm muscle before you lifted one away, there was enough muscle for it to be squeezed and plush through your fingers. A flicker of disappointment crossed their sharp features, but it vanished the moment your fingers tangled into their dark hair, gently sweeping their bangs aside to cup their cheek.
"Please..." The whimper broke from your throat, raw and pleading. Siolis looked no better, their cunning mask completely shattered by the sheer weight of an unnatural need for you.
A faint, deeply grateful smile touched their lips. they leaned down, pressing a lingering, reverent kiss against your stomach as their fingers expertly undone the clasp of your belt and slid the zipper down. Tapping your hip with a firm, commanding pressure, their voice rose in a needy hoarse murmur: "Up."
You obeyed instinctively, lifting your hips from the couch just enough for them to shimmy the trousers down your legs. The moment the fabric cleared past your knees, they tore it away with an insatiable, sudden force, sending the uniform crashing across the marble floor of their office.
Siolis crawled back up the length of your body, a dark, dangerous amusement gleaming in their eyes. ”Maybe I should make you wear shorts, hm? Easier to deal with, nicer to look at..."
A breathless gasp caught in your throat, but Siolis didn't give you time to recover. they dipped their head lower, their breath hot against your skin as they pressed a soft, lingering kiss against the fabric of your undergarments. A low hum of satisfaction vibrated against you. their cold, slender fingers hooked into the waistband, pausing for one final, silent look of permission. You nodded instantly. Keeping their immense Shiko strength carefully checked to spare the cloth, they smoothly stripped the remaining barrier away.
Now completely exposed to the chill of the air and the heat of their piercing intensity in their eyes, your thighs trembled against the warm leather of the couch. Siolis did not hesitate. they settled himself deeply between your knees, their broad shoulders blocking out the rest of the private office, turning you into their entire universe. The iridescent tattoos along their shoulders and neck flared under the shifting golden hour sun, their grip on your thighs resolute.
They gripped your thighs, their palms hot and unyielding as they parted you completely, pinning your legs flush onto their shoulders, willing you to squeeze their head if you wished. When their mouth made contact with your center, the sheer, sudden intensity of the sensation made your spine arch violently.
They were unhurried but utterly relentless. Their tongue stroked upward, tracing the highly sensitive skin of your core with a heavy, deliberate pressure that turned your thoughts into white noise. they swirled around your heat, tasting you deeply, drinking in the slick arousal you yielded for them alone. Every ragged gasp that tore from your lungs only seemed to drive them further; their mouth pressed harder against you, their breath hot and ragged against your inner skin.
Your hands scrambled for purchase, your fingers digging tightly into the thick, dark tresses of their hair, alternately pulling them closer and pushing against them as the pleasure grew too sharp to bear. Siolis groans at the sensation, the vibrations of their throat sending a jolt of pleasure through you as your grip only tightens on the thick, black hair of their s.
Siolis hummed against your skin once more, a low, vibrating growl of absolute possession that echoed through your entire body. they swirled their tongue flat against your most sensitive point, their fingers digging firmly into your hips to hold you completely still. they drank you in, anchoring you to their frame while the world outside burned, completely consumed by the sacred, hidden fire of the only empire that mattered.
The relentless, heavy friction of their tongue against your core drove you directly to the precipice. Every sharp stroke was masterfully calculated, designed to push you past the point of endurance. Your fingers tightened convulsively in their dark hair, tugging desperately as your hips buckled against the firm, unyielding anchor of their grip.
Siolis only growled against your skin, the sound vibrating directly through your nerve endings. they refused to give you even a second of reprieve. their thumbs dug deep into the flesh of your hips, locking you flat against the cold quartz surface of the anvil while their mouth worked with an insatiable, consuming hunger.
The heat in their office seemed to skyrocket, the roaring heat of the fireplace flickered dimly from neglect, yet it felt as though you were being burnt alive, you’re unaware if it were the heat of pleasure or the heat of fire. Beneath you, Siolis continued their ministrations as they gazed deeply into your expression, the way your eyebrows furrowed with need, the way your mouth could barely close itself from the overwhelming pleasure, the sounds you made when they sucked on that particular spot of yours…
"S-Sio... please, I can't—" The fractured gasp tore from your throat, your head tossing back as the first waves of the climax began to fracture your vision.
They hummed gently, further roaring your pleasure, as they unlatched from you and mumbled against your core, “You can.” they knew exactly where you were. they pressed their mouth back harder against you than before, their tongue flattening to deliver a succession of heavy, deliberate strokes right over your most sensitive point.
The dam broke.
A high, breathless cry echoed through the cavernous workspace as your entire body went rigid. The pleasure violently tore through you, a searing, white-hot explosion that felt exactly like the molten celestial metal you shaped by hand. Your hips jerked automatically, convulsing against their face as the release washed over you in heavy, rhythmic waves. In the air above, a massive shower of brilliant green magical particles erupted like a dying star, raining down around the forge and fizzling out against the heated stone floor.
Siolis didn't pull away. they stayed entirely anchored between your knees, their mouth drinking in every drop of your slick release, holding you firmly through the trembling aftershocks until your breathing finally began to slow.
Slowly, deliberately, they slid back up the length of your body. their shirt was completely discarded now, their broad chest glistening with a fine sheen of sweat from the heat of the room. their lilac eyes were dark, heavy with an ancient, untamed devotion as they looked down at your spent, trembling frame. A dark, possessive smirk touched their lips, their chin and mouth still wet with the evidence of your pleasure, they licked off what they could, as they crawled back over you, their eyes almost twinkling with pleasure and need, a deep satisfaction rolls through their body, hands clutching the leather of the couch violently.
They leaned down, catching your jaw in their hand and pulling you into a deep, bruising kiss that tasted heavily of yourself and the bitter coffee they had earlier. their chest pressed flush against yours, their weight anchoring you back to reality as slick sounds echoed off the walls, the sounds of you two basically swapping spit desperately, Siolis’ other hand glued to your core, overstimulating it with gentle touches as they feel you twitch and moan against them .
"Look at you," they murmured against your lips, their deep baritone completely hoarse, vibrating with that absolute pride only a Shiko could carry. "Completely undone on my couch. Ruined for anyone but me. Tell me, has anyone ever made you feel the way I did just now? It doesn’t matter, my love, because we are far from done." Siolis purrs almost sadistically as their hand drops from your jaw to your neck, squeezing gently, not to pain you nor choke you, but to remind you of the absolute claim they has over you now.
They reached down, their strong hands sliding smoothly beneath your knees to drag your lower body further up the leather couch. With a single, authoritative pull, Siolis adjusted your position until you were completely parted and vulnerable beneath him—your thighs pinned flush against their broad chest, your hips tilted upward to meet the heavy, unyielding weight of their groin.
"You look beautiful in my office," Siolis whispered, a dark, fiercely possessive smirk cutting across their aristocratic features. their sharp gaze tracked the erratic, frantic rise and fall of your chest. One of their long-fingered hands trailed slowly up the inside of your thigh, squeezing tightly enough to bruise before caressing the sensitive skin. "Draped across my furniture. Wearing nothing but my shadow."
"Look at me," they commanded softly, leaning down just enough to lock their vivid, violet-rimmed eyes with yours. "I want to see your face when you realize exactly who you belong to."
Your vision blurred, your senses entirely overwhelmed by the raw, radiating heat of their skin. You reached up, your fingers tangling desperately into their dark hair, pulling their face down to yours as a breathless plea of yours broke against their lips. "Please, Sio... now. Please."
Their smirk softened into something deeply tender, yet terrifyingly absolute. "Always so impatient for your supervisor," they teased, though their own breath was ragged, their chest heaving heavily against yours.
Siolis shifted their weight, their solid thighs forcing yours wider as they aligned their aching length against your slick, pulsing center. Slowly, with an unyielding, deliberate pressure, Siolis drove inside of you, slowly stretching you out until you stopped shifting in discomfort. The sheer, massive depth of their entry stretched your core completely, driving the breath out of your lungs as they bottomed out against you. You arched your back violently, your fingers digging hard into the tight muscles of their shoulders as a long, fractured sob of pure pleasure broke through the quiet office, long inelegant scratches were drawn up from their back to their shoulders.
Siolis froze for a single, trembling second, letting your tight walls stretch and wrap around their size. Along their jawline and throat, their iridescent tattoos suddenly flared a brilliant, blinding shade of pure white—the rarest Shiko frequency, reserved only for moments of absolute, overwhelming emotion. The single, vivid green strand of their hair brushed against your damp cheek as they leaned down, burying their face in the crook of your neck, their voice trembling with a raw, fierce devotion.
"You are my angel," they groaned against your skin, their hands sliding beneath your lifted hips to scoop you up, locking your lower body flawlessly against their frame. "My beautiful, perfect co-ruler. I am never letting you go."
Then, the rhythm began.
It wasn't the clinical, calculated movement of a Chief Assistant managing a ledger. It was a heavy, primal, and deeply passionate cadence. Siolis withdrew nearly to the tip before plunging back in, each heavy thrust driving deeper and harder than the last, completely filled with the intent to claim you. The wet friction of your bodies meeting echoed in the quiet space, the leather of the couch creaking loudly beneath your combined weight—a sound completely masked from the outside world by the thick, humming barrier of their green magic sealing the door.
You were entirely undone beneath him. Your legs wrapped tightly around their waist, pulling their heavy frame closer, your voice filling the locked room with a frantic, breathless litany of their name. "Sio... Siolis... please."
"I have you," they growled, their aristocratic composure shattering as their pace became beautifully frantic. their control was snapping. their hands gripped your hips with a fierce, branding pressure, anchoring you to the cushions as they drove you higher and higher toward the edge. "I've watched you for four years. I've run an entire kingdom just to keep you safe beside me. You are mine."
The heat in the office reached a suffocating fever pitch. You could feel the second climax building deep in your core, a tight, coil of unbearable tension that threatened to fracture you completely.
Siolis felt the tightening of your walls, their thrusts becoming short, sharp, and desperate as they chased their own release. their breath caught in their throat as they locked their mouth over yours, drinking in your breathless, frantic cries.
“H-hah… You– hmmm! You look ravishing, my dear a-assistant…” they groaned shamelessly into your mouth, your own whines encouraging them only further.
With one final, deep, and utterly consuming plunge that embedded them as far as your body could physically take, you shattered. A loud, broken scream was swallowed by their lips as your climax tore through you in waves of pure, blinding ecstasy, your inner muscles clamping relentlessly around him. A fraction of a second later, Siolis let out a low, guttural roar against your mouth, their entire body going rigid. their tattoos flared an absolute, blinding white as their own release hit him, spilling their thick, pulsing heat deep inside of you as they collapsed tightly against your chest.
The green particles in the air flared one last, brilliant time before slowly settling back down to the floor like dying embers.
For a long time, the only sound in the private office was the heavy, synchronized panting of your chests. Siolis remained deeply buried inside you, their heavy frame holding you securely against the couch cushions, their face still tucked safely into the crook of your neck. they felt entirely warm, relaxed, and thoroughly content, their pulse slowly drumming against yours.
Slowly, they lifted their head, a lazy, thoroughly satisfied smirk gracing their lips as they looked down at your dazed, flushed face. they reached up, their normal, gentle fingers softly brushing a stray damp hair away from your forehead.
"Well," Siolis murmured, their deep baritone voice dripping with a smug, casual warmth as their tattoos returned to a calm, happy silver. "Your two-week vacation hasn't even officially started yet... and I'd say our linear progression is already operating at peak efficiency."
After 5 more unyielding rounds, you were cleaned up gently, and fed warmly. And then also being taken to Siolis’ manor where they ravish you like 6 more times, Shiko stamina + they ’re a warrior.
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Synopsis: Out of pure appreciation for your boss, you flung your arms around them and kissed them in the heat of the moment, and when they reciprocate, the room getting heated with the shared affection of boss and employee, your boss's boss interrupts you...
PAIRING: Siolis Adonis x GN!Reader.
“…What are you two doing?”
Queen Nia had just burst into her assistant’s office, intending to plop onto the couch and gossip about this week’s guests from afar—only to find her personal assistant and the other assistant she's not bothered with knowing in a... compromising position.
You and Siolis were splayed across the couch, them hovering above you, one arm propped beside your face to brace their weight, coincidentally (thank the gods) obscuring your vision and shielding you from the queen’s reaction. Their other hand still cradled around your burning cheek. Their knee pressed dangerously close between your legs, your own hands curled against the sharp cut of their chest. Their lips, which had been locked with yours just seconds ago, were red and swollen matching your own lips.
“My queen. I am… simply teaching defense strategies for when someone kisses them non-consensually. It’s going well, they’re learning fast,” Siolis said smoothly, their voice composed and utterly convincing. Not a single stutter. You made a mental note to reward them for that later. Anyone else might’ve believed them.
But not you. You knew better.
You were the one who kissed them first.
You’d panicked right after, your mind already preparing for the fallout, for the quiet awkward distance that would follow, for your resignation letter and the shame of it all—but then Siolis had kissed you back. Hard. And thoroughly.
You were exhausted. You didn’t think being an assistant to the queen would be this much work. Sure, it should be—but Queen Nia was an infamously lazy ruler. A queen who didn’t care. A queen whose kingdom would’ve fallen apart long ago if not for her assistants running it in secret. You’d practically become a monarch yourself. You and Siolis, governing from the shadows.
And then just minutes ago, with an unreadable look in their eyes, Siolis had turned to you and called out your name, “You’ve been working hard lately. So, I’ve cleared you for a two-week vacation starting tomorrow. Don’t worry, it’s paid.”
Those words had hit you like a blessing from the gods. Joy bloomed in your chest, warmth spilled down your limbs, and before you even registered what you were doing, you reached up, clutching at the collar of their fancy button down shirt, yanking them down to your face, and kissed them.
It was reckless. Stupid. A moment of pure emotion and no thought. But before you could pull away in horror, before you could even start to regret it, Siolis gasped—and seized your head in their hands and kissed you back with a fevered urgency that made your toes curl.
Everything after that was a blur of heat and movement.
Their hands ghosting down your body, fingers trailing along the curve of your skin, cool against your warmth. A gasp tore from you as one slipped under your shirt. You instinctively leaned away, but your foot caught the leg of the nearby coffee table and you tumbled backward, dragging Siolis down with you.
Thankfully, the fall was cushioned by the couch—and by Siolis themselves, who shielded your head protectively.
You lay there beneath them, breathless, staring into their eyes. And then, laughter. Loud, shameless, joyous laughter that filled the room as your chests heaved and your grins widened.
“I always wanted to do this,” Siolis murmured once the laughter subsided, their gaze flicking from your lips to your eyes, and back again. “Little did I know you’d steal my chance from me…”
You didn’t hesitate. You wrapped your arms around them and pulled them back down, kissing them again.
Which brings us back to now.
Queen Nia stood by the door, watching the two of you with squinted eyes and a suspicious frown. Her gaze lingered on Siolis a little too long before she spoke.
“Good then. Not like you two would actually do anything. Two virgins can’t do anything, am I right? HAH. I’m pretty sure you’re both celibates anyway.”
And just like that, she turned on her heel and left, shutting the door behind her with a soft click.
Silence.
Then Siolis looked back at you, lips twitching into a grin, eyes dark with mischief. They gently brushed their thumb across your lips, voice dropping low.
“Yeah… celibates, huh? Why don’t we change that…”
And then they kissed you again, this time deep, slow, and consuming as the soft click of the door lock echoed through the room, green particles dancing like fireflies around the both of you, their magic separating your passionate confessions from the rest of the world.
A/n: Love this drabble so much... repost of an old work!
Ugh I forgot that this is an act 1 and I gotta wait again AAEEEUYFGHHHH
I didn't expect for Haku to be here to be honest..
I thought leo would be here because of the ring?? Lmaoo
But I'm happy to see my wife again😘😘
LOOK AT HERRRR SHE'S SO PRETTY AAEUFGGGHHH
That dress really fits her too and the bewbies are shown👀👀
If I were the to participate here I wouldn't even focused 🥺🙏
MCCC I LOVE UUUUUU *screams on top of her lungs*
Anyway tell me who do u think the rouge is👀👀
At first I thought of taiga but I got a 50/50 feelings.. Haku too like??? Youre a bit sus but I love how he saves MC in the second trial.. I do give Elias 50/50 too.. Alaaan.. I feel like hes not tbh😙 and shoooo..and uhhh shinju.. Hmm.. All of them are hard to read huhuhuhu
