- Always Tell Me -

｡⋆୨୧˚ - always tell me - ｡⋆୨୧˚

- xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ -

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"wait! wait..i'm scared." your voice switched up, xavier's eyes widened as his fingers slowly pulled out of your pussy. his other hand gently letting your trembling leg down from his broad shoulder, worry in his words.

"what's wrong?" his gentleness was enough to make you melt into his arms, yet your eyes had trouble holding his gaze. you promised, you promised that you were ready but after realising how it really is, you were starting to doubt it all.

your mind was going through a state of anxiousness and confusion, so many thoughts crowded in a smaller area. your hands over my face, quivering. your eyes watering like crazy, your body naturally closing your legs. trying to hold the tears in the best you could. but as soon as you and him staring into each others eyes, those tears flew down your cheeks rapidly. his mouth agape as he instantly sprung into action. the whole setting had changed so quickly, none of you saw it coming.

"woah woah- hey! it's okay! baby? come on, what's wrong?" xavier's hands slowly sat you up as he rested your shaking body against his, hiding your face in his chest. he grabbed a blanket, covering you and him just to give you some coverage and privacy.

"please love, talk to me. what's wrong?" as much as you were in distress; so was he. the guilt of thinking that he had hurt you or made you uncomfortable was heart-breaking. his own eyes full of tears as he saw you crying. as you lifted your head, you saw him about to cry too.

"why are you crying?" "because you're crying and i'm scared and you're scared. what did i do?"

it was dead silence in the room untik the sounds of both of you sobbing ran up the walls. your head stuffed in his neck as his head rested on top of yours, his hand running up and down your back; trying to soothe your cries. "babyyy..! please talk to me, i don't want you to be upset. please. are you hurt?"

you couldn't speak, if you did it would only come out as a harder cry instead of words. your body twitching under his warmth. you just shook your head no, and you swear you could feel his body relax. it has never been that tense in your whole relationship, he thought.

"baby..? wanna talk to me now?" he spoke, about 10 minutes after you have both calmed down. the only sounds being your occasional sniffles or your hand coming up to rub your nose. he slowly pushed your hair out of your face as his voice entered your ears. your face full of dying down tears.

"i felt something and i got really scared because i didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing to be feeling and i felt like i was going to embarrass myself and just ruining the whole mood-" you rambled and rambled, xavier just listening as he rubbed your back.

as time went, you had both become comfortable in your bed. you in your pyjamas and him in just boxers.

before you were both asleep, he kissed your forehead.

"love..?" "mhm.." "can you promise me something?"

you rose your head slightly. but he gently pushed you against his chest again.

"please, if something goes wrong or you feel uncomfortable, always tell me." "i promise."

AOT with a s/o who has powers like Scarlet Witch:

Genre: fluff??

Characters: Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith, Hange Zoë.

Summary: You are Scarlet Witch but a squad leader in the Survey Corps. You are also their s/o.

Warnings: None.

Levi Ackerman:

Knowing him, he'd probably think that you were joking when you told him.

But after you actually showed him face to face, he stood there shocked.

All his life, he didn't believe magic was real.

Somehow it made him feel submissive?

But once he saw you use it in missions, he wanted to get in his knees right then and there.

You looked so competent and badass.

Confusingly turned him on.

Once you got back to your room, he went down on you immediately.

ALSO, he rubs your hands and does a whole skincare in them if they start to hurt.

Erwin Smith:

Immediately saw this as a help to the Corps.

Asked if you were comfortable in using your powers in missions before ordering you to first.

He nearly squealed in happiness when you agreed.

Looking at your powers made me fall deeper in love.

The red complimenting your skin and flowing with your body.

Would help you massage your hands when they got sore and tense.

Basically loved your ability to produce such magic.

Hange Zoë:

EXPERIMENTS

This girl definitely experimented on you and your ability.

She loved the way it looked and moved.

Probably got a tiny tiny sample of it when you weren't looking and used it to test it.

Begs to see it more.

She would stare at you with admiration whenever you actually use it in missions.

Kisses your hands when they are painful.

Just loves it (and you) unconditionally.

y'all before you question me about zayne's lost and found messages, i'm trying to be like one of those writers who have stories that r like 7k words long?

IM TRYING TO COOK 💔 (zayne's will be out this week, promise)

in this masterlist, it contains: aot & love and deepspace!

there will be no dark content such as rape — noncon dubcon, cnc — , murder, etc. but no kink shaming! we never know why they enjoy things !

☆ = smut!

◯ = angst!

ꕤ = fluff!

△ = suggestive!

♡ = crack!

➳ 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕟

ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ:

you are strong. ꕤ

tw: sexual assualt.

ᴏɴʏᴀɴᴋᴏᴘᴏɴ:

pissing us off. ꕤ ◯

tw: arguing.

ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs:

aot unnecessarily raising their voice at you. ◯

tw: cursing?

aot when you have scarlet witch powers. ꕤ

➳ 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖

ᴢᴀʏɴᴇ:

on time. ꕤ

let's talk ꕤ ◯

too big, hm? ☆

sweet taste ☆

xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ:

i always win ☆

i think... ◯

always tell me ◯ ꕤ

bitch boy ☆

sexi xavi ☆ꕤ

ʀᴀꜰᴀʏᴇʟ:

can't handle it? ☆

rafayel! ☆ ꕤ

i really cried. ☆

sʏʟᴜs :

deep desire ☆ ꕤ ♡

suck it. ☆

take both! ☆

ᴀʟʟ :

a dad's help ꕤ

riding that d! ☆

your queen ꕤ

➳ 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

groups , singular

1) lost and found - complete!

rafayel! ꕤ

xavier! ꕤ

zayne! ꕤ

2) crazy costume - complete!

rafayel! ꕤ

xavier! ꕤ

zayne! ꕤ

3) send the addy - complete!

all! △ ꕤ

4) to my man - complete!

sylus!

⋆༺ - can't handle it? - ༻⋆

- ʀᴀꜰᴀʏᴇʟ -

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warnings!: degrading (whore, slut), slight fingering, unprotected p in v (wrap ur willy before it gets silly), rough doggy <3

word count!: 493.

your body felt numb; destroyed. for the total hours you've been folded, bent, twisted in ways you haven't been before. but an artist's piece always has to be touched to be seen, doesn't it?

"stop moving." rafayel's voice boomed in your ears, demanding you to stay still. his hand grabbed at your flesh, spreading your cheeks open to see his cock ramming into your tight pussy. the ache so painful yet pleasurable, the feeling making you cry out for something to grab, something to hold.

his thrusts were ruthless, pounding against your body. his hands gripping your hips so harshly, you're sure that you'll have bruises the next couple of days. weeks, even.

your body was slowly falling down into a deeper arch, giving rafayel better chances of hitting your g-spot, hard and rough thrusts. his hands forcefully grasping your ass, bounced you back to have contact with his own pelvis. the sounds filling you with satisfaction.

"mhm- rafa!- augh...!"

gosh you sounded pathetic to your own ears. the amount of noises leaving your mouth was ridiculous. your hands wandering around for support, ending up with them getting caught in the soiled sheets below. you let out an exhausted cry, looking back at your boyfriend destroying your insides.

his hands caressing your back down to your neck, pushing your head into the bed's embrace. a deep chuckled came from his chest, his pace not stopping for a break. he knew you were about to cum, he could tell with the amount of squirming you were doing.

"you love this dick...hm? can't get enough?" after every word following another deep thrust, your body pushing you to your limit. but rafayel wasn't happy. you were met with a sharp thrust, somehow deeper than the others. his pace continued. "i asked you a question, whore."

in a matter of seconds, you were moaning, bitting your lip as you responded with slurs of words.

"y-yes! oh my goshhhh rafa!- i love it so much!-"

before you could finished, you felt the coil in your stomach burst, cum flooding out of your tight hole onto rafayel's dick. surrounding his lower stomach and your thighs as well. you could barely hear his chuckle. soon enough, you were met with more being stuffed inside of you.

"...oh my go- ahh! rafa-yel?!-" you gasped, shocked at the amount of pleasure.

he was slowly fingering the overflowing liquid back into your pussy, making sure to push it in so it doesn't come out again. you squealed as he lands soft, rewarding slaps to your cheek so you don't fall asleep, chuckling.

suddenly, you felt him slowly pull out then shove himself back inside, throwing you forward a little. a loud gasp escaping your mouth as you grasped a pillow in front of you. your hand reaching back to stop his relentless thrusts. his big hands grasping both of yours behind your back.

"rafayel!- please!! i...it's too much-"

"what, baby? can't handle it?"

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do not steal any of my works even tho they are trash!

date made: 17-21/4/24

˖❀⋆- RAFAYEL!-⋆❀˖

- ʀᴀꜰᴀʏᴇʟ - (obv)

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you had awoken alone, no one next to you as the sunlight peeled it way into your room through the gaps in your curtains. a loud yawn running through the dead silent room. your back slightly aching.

your eyes traveled to your phone that laid charging on the bedside table, the light damaged your morning vision.

- monday 1 -

07:35

it was unusual for rafayel to be up this early especially in the beginning of an even month and his first month off. it was a rule in his line of work to take the 4th, 8th and 12th month of the year off until the last month where he has a huge event that show all of his art work that he accomplished in the year alone in one exhibition. sometimes he'd take a break for a month or less in between but that was normally what he did.

it was a strict schedule, even thomas would get agitated when people argued against it. but who has time to argue with a man who makes a good 7-8 figures yearly.

"it's too late to go back to sleep.." you murmured to yourself, slowly sitting up while aggressively ruffling your his shirt. walking towards the shower, you noticed the door to your bedroom was slightly open. narrowing your eyes, you brushed it off; getting into the shower with no worries.

the warm water rushing through your veins, soothing the muscles as you started your day nicely. your hair slowly absorbing the water, the curls beautifully flowing down your back.

the sound of your music filling in the empty sounds the water droplets couldn't do, your voice joining in.

"..baby it's you, you're the one i love..you the one i need! you're the only one i see. coke one baby it's you!!-" you continued, scrubbing your body with your flannel.

closing your eyes, you started to wash your hair, the gorgeous shampoo pushing through the spaces in between your fingers as you softly scratched your scalp.

but somehow, you didn't hear the sounds of the door open and the shower curtain unravel.

"finally you put my love on top! oh! oh bab-AHH!" you reached back, the feeling of rafayel's flannel hitting your ass. but before you could even reach, extremely cold water came down on you, making your body tense up.

a gasp escaping your mouth as you screamed his name, hearing him rush out of the bathroom and shut the door behind him. your anger coming from the depth of your heart.

"RAFAYEL!!"

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after your interrupted shower, you laid on your bed in your towel, it was only just turning 8 in the morning so you felt a sleepy as you were 30 minutes ago. moving to lay on your stomach, one of your eyes stayed at the door waiting to see if he would try and prank you again.

not only were you afraid that he'll do something silly, but you didn't feel like having another shower anytime soon. even thought there was a lot of chores to be doing today, eh, you still have a good 12 hours of your day left.

"...should i just get ready?" you thought, seeing if it was best to get out of the room. shrugging, you got up, went straight to your closet but there was a slight problem...

"...why the fuck is it empty?-"

before anything could even reach your mind. a loud laugh erupted from downstairs. you grit your teeth in response, looking at the only clothing left in there; an ethika and his shirt. but you just wondered, 'how immature is this man?'

"RAFAYEL!!"

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"...cooking done...shopping done..."

you only had one more thing to do today, laundry. it was one of the most simplest tasks ever, just throw it into the washing machine for its amount of time, put it in the dryer after then boom. easy.

as you made it to the door with the different bags of laundry, a sudden feeling that you were being watching ran ran through your veins. spider sense? maybe

after putting the first load in, you left the room rushing to prepare yourself a nice cup of tea. it soothes your muscles.

The sound of your phone ringing told you that the laundry was done, and you did the process of putting one in the dryer, another in the washing machine.

a while later, you were unpacking the last dryer load, picking everything until you saw a few socks at the bottom. looking at the door, you checked to make sure no one was lurking behind it before going down into the dryer, your legs lifting off the ground as you attempted to grab the clothes.

"shit!- today would be nice." you complained, the socks barely reaching your hands every time you try to pick it up. after what felt like eternity, you got them, holding them tightly in your hands.

"dang finally-" oh no

you tried to get up, but you knew, if you let go of the inside of the dryer, you'd fall in properly. why does this have to happen to you especially on a day like this? you panicked, your legs kicking, a semi-loud shout escaping your mouth. "no! no! fuck."

sighing, you thought of ways to get up when you felt someone hands holding the waistbands of your ethika, the material being roughly pulled down.

"HEY?!- WHAT THE FUCK?!-" you yelled, pressing your thighs together in shock. hands so familiar, running down your back, pressing it nicely.

"shh...it's just me hun." rafayel's gentle voice rang through your ears, the tone just as soft as his hands. you couldn't bring yourself to be mad at him, not when he sounded like that. "not gonna lie, i was gonna prank you again but damnit you got me hypnotised."

"rafayel! what are you- ohhh fucking..." you gasped as he slowly slid himself inside of you, his dick still hardening when in you. he shushed you again.

"i know baby..i know..big stretch huh? come on, say my name."

"rafayel!"

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it is NOT april fools at all but i felt a little cheeky.

do not steal any of @aly4khq 's work even tho they are trash!

date made: 23/06/24