I just got the biggest spoiler about Easthies (relating to the newest chapter of the manga)
Now I really have to catch up with reading the manga😭😭 I own the whole manga but reading it is a bit slow, due to it being not in English or my native language :,D
Cw: Mild vanilla smut (proper smut in part 2), sexual tension, french kiss?.. fluff, baking, teasing, bra mentioned.
“Drawing complex spells until dawn definitely took a toll on you, will Qifrey’s baking make your aches go away?”
English isn’t my first language so apologies for any mistakes!
Author’s note: I locked in with this fic, bc my first fic was horrendous :’D (I wrote it at 3am)
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Rays of dewy light shine through the white curtains of the master bedroom, peacefully awakening you from night’s rest. A faint aroma of cinnamon floats inside from the slightly ajar door, cinnamon rolls perhaps? After taking a minute to take in your surroundings, you notice Qifrey’s side of your shared bed empty. Though not unusual, as he wakes up before sunrise to prepare for the day ahead. Crawling to the other side, you bury yourself into his duvet. Inhaling the scent of pine with a hint of vanilla. Rising up from the comfort of your bed seems impossible, like a invisible force is lulling you back to a deep slumber. Your eyes feel heavy as sleep slowly takes the win, leaving your duties to be a future’s problem.
Being once again awakened by light shining on your eyes, this time much harsher daylight. You quickly scramble to cover your eyes with the duvet and groan from the sun blinding you. You rise up from the warm bed and stretch every nook and cranny possible. Staying up until dawn drawing complex spells definitely took a toll on you, the aches on your neck being a constant reminder. Your gaze lands on the desk you share with Qifrey, full of discarded papers and ink stains. Taping the ink bottle to a piece of cardboard would prevent it from spilling all the time.. Laughter and chit chat can be heard from the kitchen, intrigued, you make your way downstairs. Arriving in the kitchen you see the 4 girls munching on freshly baked cinnamon rolls, steam still rising from the baking tray.
“Ahem.. Shouldn’t you let the goods cool down?” You inquire and chuckle, as the girls look quite startled at being caught. “Ye- yes! But they were too tempting..” Coco chimes in twiddles her thumbs. “But please don’t tell master Qifrey.. He spent hours making them, we wouldn’t want to upset him!” Richeh mumbles and looks at you with pleading eyes, while the rest nod along. Footsteps approach the kitchen and the girls quickly scramble, leaving you as the culprit.. You sigh and quickly figure out an excuse to save the girls from a long boring lecturing.
“Oh hello dear! You finally woke up, did you have a peaceful slumber hmm? Qifey smirks and pecks you on the cheek. You don’t even have time to respond, before Qifrey is staring dead silent at the half empty tray. “What happened to half of the cinnamon rolls I made?..” Qifrey turns slowly to look at you, certain that you’re the culprit. “I have no idea, it was probably Olruggio..” you chuckle nervously and act busy by organizing the spices. Like it would help at all, since the kitchen is always in pristine order. “Olruggio is out of town, you remember right?” Qifrey smirks like a bastard and approaches you. “Fuck, right..” you mutter and squeak as you feel slender arms wrap around your waist. Qifrey nuzzles his head into your hair and traps you against him and the counter. “You’re covering up for the girls, aren’t you?” Qifrey mumbles next to your ear “I tried you save them from your boring lectures!-“ you gasp and shudder when Qifrey teasingly bites your neck. “My boring lectures? Someone has to teach them manners!” He laughs and trails his fingers inside your blouse and upwards towards your bra clasp. “Maybe I have to give you a lecture later about lying to save someone else..” Qifrey purrs and pulls your shirt slightly. “Not here! The girls could walk in at any moment.” You blurt and turn around to face him. “Wouldn’t want that..” He sighs and releases your bra clasp from his grip, while whining dramatically. You roll your eyes lightly and smirk. “Our mandatory duties have to be done first.” You state while leaving Qifrey’s embrace. “Did you prepare today’s spell stability practice?” You switch to a more casual conversation, though actively having the need rub your thighs together at Qifrey’s pouty face. “Of course! You should by now know I’m always prepared.” Qifrey smiles and heads to the living room. Chuckling you follow him, while sneaking one cinnamon roll to munch on.
After tucking in the girls, Qifrey heads towards the living room to finally have a moment with you. Hearing him approach, you crane your neck and gawk at the gorgeous man in front. Warm light from the fireplace framing his tall slender body. You stand up to snake your arms around Qifrey’s waist and nuzzle your face into his fluffy hair. Trailing your hand up his back and twirling a few strands of hair between your fingers makes him shiver, forming goosebumps all over. Qifrey holds your chin with his slender fingers and kisses you agonizingly slowly. “How long has it been since we got a moment for ourselves?..” Qifrey mutters in a husky voice while his kissing turns feverish. “Ages..” you chuckle and gasp when Qifrey pick you up by the thighs. You continue kissing him while he’s walking towards the bedroom. He nudges your lips with his tongue for permission, making you moan into him. Both of you are breathless as you separate your lips, a string of saliva between them. Qifrey gently places you on your back and climbs on top. The view making a coil form at the bottom of your stomach, hair sticking to his forehead, glasses fogged up and the tip of his ears are a petal pink. “May I?” Qifrey tugs at your blouse and smirks as you eagerly nod. Slightly sitting up and helping him pull it off, he’s greeted by a stunning lace push-up bra, black base and pink shimmering flower lace. Qifrey is left speechless and doesn’t even notice when you tug the straps of his undershirt. You start unbuckling them, when suddenly someone knocks at the bedroom door and you both freeze up. “Shit.. I’ll go get it..” Qifrey sighs and straightens his clothes on the way to the door.
At the door is Tetia and Agott, fighting about who gets to dress up brushbuddy on its birthday.. “But I have better outfits for brushbuddy, you have no sense of style!” Tetia blurts out and crosses her arms. “What a pitiful excuse, isn’t that right master Qifrey?!” Agott snaps and rolls her eyes. Qifrey chuckles desperately and rubs his temples. “Girls couldn’t you argue about this tomorrow.. it’s quite late..” He crosses his arms while inquiring. “This is important matters! So no.” Tetia sighs dramatically and glares at Agott. “If you both don’t go to sleep, no one will get the right to dress up brushbuddy..” Qifrey states in an annoyed tone and leans against the doorway. “Ugh! That’s not fair!” Agott whines. “Good night to the both of you! Also I really recommend learning to read the room.” Qifrey smiles and shuts the door.
The house quiets down once again and Qifrey walks up to the bed. “Now about that lecture..” he smirks and starts unbuckling his thigh straps.
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Proper smut will be in part 2!
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“There have been reports about a suspicious white haired witch.. Inspect his atelier and find out what the hell he is up to again.”
Cw: Sexual tension?.. maybe. Half serious/half not Uhh is Easthies a warning himself or? (Nahh jk I love this man so expect Easthies fics). No smut, will be in part 2 :P Probably Ooc apologies XD.
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The tall windows in your office ratter from the storm rummaging through the vast sea surrounding the great hall, the sound awakening you from your supposedly “short“ nap. Debating if sleeping a few more minutes will get you in trouble, your thoughts are interrupted by furious knocking on the door. You don’t even bother to see who’s barging in, it’s always the same idiot, Easthies.
“Lieutenant! This is the nth time you’ve been sleeping on the job!“ Easthies exclaims loudly in an annoyed tone.
Slowly rising from your oh so comfy chair, you walk towards the tall windows and turn towards Easthies
“I don’t see an issue with it, anything rarely happens, hm?“ You retort back.
Easthies sighs loudly and places a stack of reports on your desk, muttering something about a white haired witch..
“There’s no point in continuing this debate. A few reports have mentioned suspicious activity in an atelier located outside the great hall.“ Easthies mentions while walking toward the door.
“Suspicious activity?“ You repeat in a skeptical tone.
Easthies stops at the doorway and turns to look at you with deadpan expression.
“Yes, that damn witch is always up to something, Perform an inspection and figure what the hell he’s done this time.“
You walk towards your desk and scan the report, spotting a familiar name, Qifrey..
“Perform an inspection.. right..“ Standing outside the atelier, you straighten the jacket of your Knights Moralis uniform. You ponder for a bit which door is the main one.. Quite interesting house layout. Finally gathering up the courage to knock, a young green haired girl answers the door. The girl is absolutely terrified after seeing you, you can’t be that scary can you?
“Hello, is Qifrey here?“ You ask and try to smile, but that seems to scare the girl even more.
Not even having a chance to say anything else, a white haired man appears at the door.
“Hm? What brings the Knights Moralis here? The man asks in a monotone voice.
Qifrey, the man you last saw when you both were kids, you quickly scan him from head to toe and furrow your brows. God he’s tall..
“I was ordered to perform an inspection on your atelier.“ You respond while eyeing him with no shame, he’s quite an eye candy…
‘’An inspection, for what reason?” He chuckles nervously and eyes you for a mere second. You’re sure that you saw a tiny smirk.
“We received reports stating suspicious activity was noticed in your atelier. It was anonymous, so I can’t state anything else.”
Qifrey hesitantly lets you in and follows you like a mosquito, while you scan the rooms for anything out of the ordinary. He really does remind you of a mosquito, whining into your ear about everything you inspect or do. “No don’t touch that!” “Be careful with that, it’s a rare find!” Or “Do you really have you rummage through everything?”
While inspecting a pile of books, his hand accidentally brushes against yours. You jolt and look towards him. The tips of his ears turn pink and you swear you saw him gulp. Occupying himself with something, you make your way upstairs. He quickly rushes to follow you like a damn lost puppy.
You sigh after he forbids you from entering supposedly his room, you try to push past but no avail as he stands like a rock at the door.
“For god’s sake, do not interfere with my job, it’s just a mere inspection.” You complain in an annoyed tone and cross your arms.
“How is it even legal for a Knight of Moralis to rummage through someone’s home like that?! Qifrey exclaims frustrated while staring straight into your soul with those ice like eyes.
“I have every right for it, if any suspicion is expressed, it has to be investigated. Now please get out of my way and obey, or you will get written up.” You furrow your brows and shove him out of the way.
Finally stepping inside his room, you scan the room and immediately notice a plethora of complex spells drawn into a notebook. You pick up the notebook and try to inspect it before it suddenly gets snatched away from you.
“Give that back right this instant!” You say loudly and go after Qifrey who’s slowly backing up to the door.
“This is absurd! You have no right to go through my personal belongings!” Qifrey complains and holds the notebook up high.
“Personal belongings? That definitely isn’t a personal diary!? A notebook full of on the verge of legal spells!” You corner him towards his desk and try to snatch the book back. Your attempt fails and you crash on top of Qifrey, the two of you knock ink bottles and stack of books to the floor. You attempt to rise, but you’re instead flipped around and pinned to the desk.
“Wha- what are you doing?!” You stutter and huff at the pose you’re in.
“Retrieving my personal diary back.” Qifrey exclaims, you can basically hear the smirk in his tone. You grab his chin and press your thumb against his lips to wipe that damn smirk of his face.
“Obey my commands or get written up, which is it hm?” You try to act nonchalant, even though your heart is beating out of your chest. Qifrey’s glasses are a bit fogged up and his hair is sticking to his face, what a sight.. Your gawking is interrupted by a knock at the door, you both quickly scramble off each other.
“Master Qifrey! Tetia came across a stray cat and took it home!” Qifrey sighs and quickly rushes downstairs, leaving you alone is his room. Searching his room you find nothing suspicious, except the drawings of course. You take your notepad and write up “Suspicion was false.”
Leaning against your chair, you ponder and gaze at the vast sea surrounding the great hall. That blue color reminds you of that witch, who intrigues you quite much.
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