My Heart Is Aching This Was Just Amazing

my heart is aching this was just amazing 💖🌸

I do.

🗒 ❛ souya kawata.

. . . fem!reader, fluff, established relationship, marriage, tears, family love, pregnancy, loveeee, black coded.

. . . mocha’s note; heard yebba’s heartbreak and my heart is mushy rn. i recommend listening to that while reading. adds flavor.

souya never thought he’d see the day where he’d devote his entire life to you. be able to call you fully his—his wife. neither could you. standing in front of a mirror admiring the dress created from your expectations. a very close friend of yours took honor in creating the whimsical pearl white sparkly gown of your childhood dreams. the dress was handmade, a creation crafted from organza fabric, appliqués embellishments, and french lace. long-sleeved, a non-corset garment with a beaded headpiece and full veil that trailed behind you as if it was the tail. a voluminous skirt that sparkled with every turn you made, shimmering like the stars at night. it was breathtaking.

you closed your eyes, lost in your thoughts, flashbacks of your lives together playing like an old vhs tape. you held your stomach and took deep breaths, trying your best to keep the panic away. you were nervous for sure. but, never second guessing this. marriage was scary. incredibly. giving yourself to one person for the rest of your life was such a huge commitment. but, with souya, you knew he was the one. you put your heart and soul into everything that the two of you are now. you were ready. if you were brave enough to say yes when he proposed, you were brave to say ‘I do.

it’s surreal as you closely watch with a bright smile as your nieces walked down the aisle, gently tossing out flower petals from their small baskets as your dog, chowder, followed suit, wagging his tail and barking happily at any person in his sight. you could hear the chattering from people lowering their voices, the sound of music playing, the sound of silence. you didn't know what you felt at this point, whether it be anxiousness or achievement.

draken stood beside you, grabbing your arm and interlocking it with his so you would feel no more worries. you were shaking, and he kept you calm. kept you at ease when he knew you felt like you would fall. the ceremony room was probably your favorite. white on white, transparent chairs set up from left to right. white feathers sprinkled on the floor beneath the chairs to make it blend in and look like snow.

there were white trees that went down the aisle, hanging from them were crystals and beautiful white flowers. candles formed around the trees in glass vases. in the middle of where you and souya would stand hung a magnificent chandelier that shone like diamonds. tall, sleek curtains hanging from each wall of the room. it was the winter wonderland you’ve dreamt of.

"you ready?" draken asked and you could still feel your body shaking with fear. you were detrimentally nervous. it felt like your heart and soul took a road trip out of your body. you clench your bouquet in your left hand as your friend held your right arm. the moment had come, and you had fallen. fallen into a deep space that desisted your breathing. you walk in front of the door and instantly feel everyone's eyes on you, smiling at the bride who looked astoundingly beautiful.

“i’m ready.”

you take a step forward and begin strolling down the aisle. you suddenly felt the nervousness slip away once you opened your eyes and stared ahead at your soon to be husband. words couldn't explain how the look on his face made you feel. souya had his palm across his mouth while he stared back at you, eyes full of tears. he stared at his fiancée and knew that his life was complete, that this moment would forever mean the world to him. that he was given this opportunity to marry this gorgeous woman who was not only becoming his wife but the mother of their children.

he thought you outshined each person in this room. the only person he could focus on was you, the rest of the room was blurry except for you. the world was blurry except for you, his star. you stared at him as if the wind had been knocked out of your lungs. you almost collapsed but kept yourself standing proud. you gazed at your fiancé and saw the light. each time you saw him, you were blinded by the sun. your sun who held the heat to your everlasting love.

the moment you stepped in front of him, draken and mikey took your hand and planted a gentle kiss on your forehead. once souya took your hand in his and you stood in front of him, he laughed softly. lifting the veil over the stunning face who changed his life since the moment he laid eyes on greeted him.

"you look stunning,” he whispered, making you blush before you turned your attention to the officiant.

"dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness and share the beautiful joining of y/n l/n and souya kawata in marriage. today you are surrounded by your friends and family, all of whom have gathered here to witness your marriage and share in the joy of this special occasion. in honor of their marriage, both the bride and groom have prepared vows that they would like to recite now."

souya felt the need to go first, so he did. he held your hands in his, staring deeply into the love of his life's eyes.

"baby, I want to start by saying I love you. you should also get used to me saying it consecutively because I mean it. we share a connection I can never explain. it’s something i’ve never felt in my entire life. i’ve never met a more extraordinary woman like you. i’ve loved you half my life, y/n. when you told me you loved me, it felt like the world was a new place for me. the way we connect, how hard we love one another, the way we laugh like nothing else matters, talk about anything and understand—I admire that. i’ll always be able to give you love no matter what because love from me to you is all I want. you are my world, my soul, and the love of my life. I would never in a million years take that for-granted."

by now, you were full-on crying. his speech made you want to fall limp. your heartbeat aching with an immense amount of admiration. souya’s eyes shed a teardrop, quickly wiping it away and smiling brightly. now it was your turn.

"seeing you for the first time made me feel alive. I admired you from the start. I craved for your comfort, your touch, your kisses, your scent. everything about you to me was perfect—is still perfect,” you giggled, sniffling as souya grinned down at you. "you were always there for me through thick and thin. you never gave up on me and you pushed me to believe that I could become something—someone in life. you’re my motivation, and you motivated me to believe in my dreams and believe that nothing is impossible. souya, I promise to keep myself open to you, to let you see through my innermost fears and feelings, secrets and dreams. together, I want us to continue growing and succeeding like we do. I want us to never forget how important we are to each other and be sure to teach our kids the same. I want us to be a family. I promise to love you in good times and in bad, with all I have to give and all I feel inside in the only way I know how, completely and forever. because you are my world, my soul, and the love of my life, and I would never in a million years take that for granted."

the two of you could only hear each other's voices, the rest of the world sealed out. you could feel the energy of love radiating on to one another. you were in your own little bubble until mitsuya stepped beside you to hand souya the ring for you, and you the ring for him, not before patting him on his back and kissing you on your cheek.

"I give you this ring as a reminder that I will love, honor, and cherish you at all times, and in all places. even in all ways, forever. that by putting this ring on your finger means that you will be devoted to me and our love, no matter the consequences,” you speak softly as you slip the ring on heath’s finger.

"I give you this ring as a reminder that I will love, honor, and cherish you at all times, and in all places. and in all ways, forever. that by putting this ring on your finger, I will be devoted to you and our love. I will be there for you and our children, and I will be the best husband to you and the greatest father to them, more than I possibly can be."

"y/n, do you take this man to be your husband; to live together with him in the covenant of marriage? will you love him, comfort him, honor, and keep him in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?" the officiant asks, smiling at the bride and groom.

"yes! I do." you giggle as you wipe your tears away, feeling like your makeup already screwed up.

"souya, do you take this woman to be your wife; to live together with her in the covenant of marriage? will you love her, comfort her, honor, and keep her in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?"

souya nods vigorously. "I do, yes."

"as you join yourselves in marriage, may you grow and nurture a love that makes both of you better people, learn from your mistakes, and open yourselves to a greater range of communication and understanding. show your children that love is more than affection, it's about respect and unity and as long as you have love, you have everything. y/n and souya, having witnessed your vows of love to one another, it is my honor to present you both as husband and wife," he looks to souya. "you may kiss your bride."

souya doesn't hesitate as he quickly locks an arm around your waist and presses his lips to yours for as long as he wanted. you kiss back and hold onto him tightly as you passionately move your lips together. shutting your eyes and relishing into this one memory you would never forget. everyone cheered, whistled, and clapped as you and souya slowly opened your eyes and stared into each others. you looked up to see lights flashing onto you and white petals falling from the ceiling. everything was exactly how you had imagined it.

souya got down on his knee, kissing your growing belly over your dress before standing back up and proudly kissing over your face, making you shy away and giggle softly. "so cliché."

"cliché is our middle name, mrs. kawata,” he makes known the name, pleased as he watches everyone still clapping. you don’t pay attention to everyone else, still focusing your eyes on the man standing before you. your husband and the father of your children.

"I love you, souya. I swear I do. you mean everything to me." your lip trembles, voice shaky as he stares into your eyes, rubbing his nose against yours, sweetly kissing it afterward.

"I know, baby."

the venue was constructed to match the ceremony. each table had white tablecloths with glitter on the ends, centerpieces decorated with calla lilies, and crystals in glass vases. around the centerpieces were candles, silverware, and white ceramic plates. the napkins that were placed on the three plates that were stacked in different sizes had both of their initials imprinted on them in cursive. they also placed the menus on the plate with a silver tie wrapped around them. a matching chandelier hanging above the dance floor as white lights beamed around the room. everyone was enjoying themselves and you were thankful that they were.

you and souya went to every table and thanked everyone for attending the wedding. souya introduced you to half of his extended family members, and they were all so generous and loving. he had a few cousins that were assholes but most of them were cool. you couldn't believe that this day happened, and that you stood in this dress with this ring on your finger, happily married to the man you’ve loved for over five years. the feeling was refreshing. everything felt perfect and relaxing for you both. your lives were so twisted and complicated in the beginning and to think you’d be standing here today in this position together, meant the world.

you two came from two different backgrounds but somehow could relate to certain situations. you needed each other since the beginning, and even if you didn't realize it at first, you’ve acknowledged you were lost before you found each other. souya wasn't in a clear state of mind when he first met you, and neither were you. but the more you talked, the more you connected, the more it allowed you to heal each other.

more laughs came along as everyone gathered around to watch the two of you cut into your cake. you screeched when souya dabs a bit of cake on the side of your lips, chuckling before lowering his head to kiss it away, licking his lips after which caused you to roll your eyes. lifting your plate to his face, you took your fork and demanded him to open his mouth while you fed him, lights flashing over you by the photographers his family hired.

you got the chance to dance with mitsuya after draken had his turn, mitsuya constantly reminding you he was proud of you and that he knew souya would protect you no matter what. he kissed your forehead when you finished, hugging him tightly and telling him you loved him. having your dance with souya was probably your favorite. the way he kept you close to his chest, delicate with your stomach straightaway blocking you. intertwining your fingers together, his other hand on your waist as you stared into each other's eyes. swaying to the music, you were glad you taught him well in dancing because he was perfect. he used to trample and step on your feet and even though it was adorable; he figured he'd learn for occasions like these. your chin on his chest as you closed your eyes and listened to him whisper sweet nothings to you. and this time, you cried. so happy that he’s yours.

"just a long time ago, I met souya in high school. although we've had some time apart, it made me realize how much he means to me as not only a best friend, but a brother," mikey smiles. "I never thought we would come this far. it all went by so fast, I should have never blinked. It feels like yesterday we were kids in school who played football, pranked a few teachers, and even watched hardcore porn." he snickers and you choke on your drink, souya laughing nervously as his family looked at him while he played with his hair.

"he’s just joking," souya assures everyone, and his grandmother was ready to pull out a bible and slap him with it.

"but now we have the opportunity to see one another grow. y/n, I've known you for half of my life and I can't thank you enough for what you've done for me. being there for me when I was in my darkest days, it still means a lot that you put so much effort into making me feel loved without forgetting about loving yourself. and it truly makes me proud to witness that. y/n and souya, I love both of you with all my heart, and I pray that the two of you have the most incredible family you could ever ask for. I want you to know that I'm always here for you both, just like you were there for me. so congratulations once again, to y/n and souya!" mikey shouts in the microphone, everyone clapping for his speech, the couple giving him hugs when he made his way down. other family members gave speeches after him.

"um, hi," souya taps the microphone, holding his glass in his right hand as he slid his left in his slack pocket.

"hi, baby!" you giggled and shouted at him.

"I'm a bit nervous. this is the first time i’ve had to make a groom's speech," he jokes, making everyone laugh. "my wife and I would like to thank you all for coming here, helping us celebrate a good night. I hope everyone's enjoying themselves?"

rounds of applause erupted in the room, making him smile thankfully. "words cannot describe how happy I am today and will be forever with the one I love. y/n, the fact that me and you are now husband and wife comes to show how far we've made it. in a few months, we will be parents to the two most beautiful kids on the planet, and that still stuns me to this day. I now have the privilege to call you my wife and the mother of our children,” he shook his head in disbelief. "that’s all I've ever wanted."

"when I met you, I knew that you were different. you made me laugh in different ways, and I cannot describe the feeling of happiness I get when around you to this day. you’re ultimately the most extravagant woman I've grown to know—beauty and all. and yet you still call me perfect," your eyes locked on him, the entire room silent as they listened to him. "an angel is what you are, truly a fucking miracle. truth be told, there wouldn't be a souya kawata here today if it wasn't for you. you’ve quite literally saved my life and rid the darkness consuming it. you’re a gift I remained optimistic to open to reveal the beautiful surprise. I fucking love you," he had to pause, holding a hand over your heart as you pouted at him, souya keeping his posture. "that being said, and I hope it was good enough for videos because if it wasn't she will cuss me out behind closed doors."

they laughed.

"so, uh—i’d like to propose a toast, to my beautiful bride. I'm nothing without you. I like myself, but I love myself when I know I have you in my life. you make me whole. right now we're starting a new book, this is a new chapter in our lives together with our babies and our home. I will forever cherish this moment, wanna know why? because the way you're looking at me now is the same way you looked at me the first time I told you I love you." he finished, raising his glass before everyone stands up and claps loudly, whistling and cheering you on.

you broke down entirely, bending your head and crying into your hands, not believing that this was real. that you were loved like this by this man, and not just any man, a man who was willing to give his life up for you. a man willing to set goals with you and achieve them with all the power you had. a man who looked through your broken shell and observed the beauty within, no matter how past traumas, body insecurities, or self-hatred tried to block him from loving you.

souya loved you no matter what. being with you made him feel alive, feel powerful. you were his cure. things were set the way you wanted it to go. it was as if your dreams of having a life like this came true. even though they were both in a broken state in the beginning, it was the near end that put you back together again. when souya came back to you, throwing his arms around you and letting you cry in his chest, he told you he had you. that you would be okay, that you’d both be okay.

no matter what you’ve dealt with equally in the past, it would never catch up with you ever again, not when you loved each other enough to keep away the pain. not when you had it all. you and souya had a family, not just siblings, parents, or grandparents—children. two lives were growing inside of you and it finally prepared you for your future. you finally let go of your past and the fear that tried to get to you.

you were brave enough to get through these things, but you weren’t alone in this. you had a husband. a husband who trusted you, treated you with respect, and looked at you as if you were the most elegant woman he had ever known and will know for the rest of his life. you and souya were absolutely, and finally, content with your beings, and nothing could break that. not anyone, not a damn thing.

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Host Note: Ngl I think Sanzu is the kind of guy to either to go all out for you or totally forget, but writing about nothing isn’t fun so here ya go. I also rushed the end cause I couldn’t find what I wanted to say, but I still think it works 😋.

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♡ This guy showed up late to pick you up but not empty-handed. He came bearing the classics; flowers,chocolates [- you checked if they were laced before eating -] and a stuffed animal, but this guy doesn’t even remember where he left it.

♡ On the way to wherever he has planned he’s compiled enough songs to serenade you with all the way, apparently Sanzu’s a good singer [- said no one EVER -] so good luck with that.

♡ Finally arriving to the place [- bless the heavens -] and it’s a nice restaurant with a rooftop bar for VIPs, inside there were tanks with all sorts of exotic fish and sea life. But that’s not all, if you pay enough, you get seated at the booth where they cook right in front of you which was for Sanzu’s pleasure and yours too.

♡ While eating Sanzu was kissing all up in your hand and arm happy that you were enjoying time with him, while you were happy Sanzu wasn’t finding any chance to shove drugs down his gullet. After a hour or two of good food and company [- I feel like he eats slower when sober -] you both made your way to the roof to clink glasses and drink the night away.

♡ After getting piss drunk and wobbling your ways back to your home [- somehow getting there anyway -] you both were still buzzing from the night and all the alcohol. Crashing inside while sucking each other’s faces off and shuffling up the stairs to the bedroom for the grand closing for your Valentines.✨✨

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𖥻 ‹𝟹 pairing: dilf!bokuto x fem!reader

𖥻 ‹𝟹 tw: fluff, oral sex (f), love confession (?), dILF BOKUTO. (not proofread like always :p) nsfw content mdni.

𖥻 ‹𝟹 wordcount: 1,6k

you’ve been looking for a job for the longest time know, applying to every place you found, not even minding what the job was about. that is until one of your father’s coworkers, called bokuto, asked you about giving some general classes to his 8 y/o son. all you needed to do is help him with his homework and assigments. an easy job and well paid, that is.

you knocked on the door, waiting for your dad’s coworker to open it. you would have expected a normal size house, like yours for example. but man, this house was huge. a far “coming!” could be heard and the most handsome, big and attractive man opened the door with the brighest smile.

“ah, you must be (y/n), right?” still amazed by his presence, you just nodded, cheeks now a pinkish color. “well, c'mon c'mon, don’t just stand on the doorway darling.”

he pulled you in to his house, still smiling to you. the nickname he gave you taking you by surprise, making your cheeks to grow redder. the interior of the house was almost blinding due to the white walls and furniture being reflected by all the dazzling lights. just a few pictures of him and his kid hanging around.

“your father told me you were a really good student, so that’s why i thought you could help my son, but he didn’t tell me you were this pretty.” he approached you, big hand on your lower back montioning you to keep walking inside, making you shiver a little. “my son is in his room. just walk upstairs to the second room on your right.” he kept that bright smile on his face the whole time. “i’ll prepare something for the both of you!”

and with that he went to the open kitchen. you just muted an almost inaudible “okay” and went to his son’s room where a kid looking exactly the same as his father was waiting for you.

after the first day, came a lot more. then weeks and months, you were earning a lot of money thanks to bokuto. and his son was doing pretty good in school thanks to you.

everyday you got to know a little more about him, since he always had a little chat with you after the study session was over. your learned that he divorced his wife after he knew she was cheating on him. that was when his son was barely 2 years old. then, he won the trial and the custody of his son.

he didn’t get married again because he was really focused on his job and his son. that taking all his time in the day. you didn’t know why but that information gave you some sort of relief. you learned that he was indeed way younger that your dad, 35 years old.

you noticed his behaviour towards you changed a little everyday, for the better of course. he would always compliment your outfit or hair, even if you just wore some sweatpants and a shirt. he always assured you that you looked good with anything.

you even started to put a little more effort on the way you looked just to hear his “you look really pretty today (y/n)!” or his “wow, you sure are beutiful!”. every compliment igniting somehing in you, something you were to scared to accept. 

today was like any other day, your dad drove you to bokuto’s house, you waited outside of it after knocking a few times and waited for him to open the door for you. but this time he opened the door a little surprised to see you here, a frown adorning his beautiful face.

“what are you doing here today? my son’s in a birthday party!” you just looked at him, mimicking his frown. then it hit him, he didn’t tell you that piece of information. “oh shit, i forgot to text you about it right?” he looked through his phone, searching for the message he never wrote and never sent you. 

“don’t worry bokuto-san! i can call my dad again to pick me up.” you smiled at him, a smile so bright and wide that made his heart jump everytime. a smile that he caught himself thinking about at anytime in the day. that derived  on him thinking about you; the way you talked, how your eyes squinted when you smiled, the way your hips moved, the shine of your hair, the colour of your lips. fantasazing after how good they would look around his cock or moaning his name. 

he thought this opportunity was given to him by god himself, he could not let it slip through his fingers. “oh no please! come inside, let me invite you to some coffee for the drive here! it’s my fault after all.” 

the evening with bokuto went by so fast with all the jokes and story telling, really enjoying spending time with him. in one of all the fit of laughters that you had during the evening, you placed your left hand on bokuto’s arm while you grasped your tummy with the other one, crying and laghing because of some of his colleges stories. 

that subtle touch and the happiness on your face made something ignite inside of bokuto’s chest. something that he hasn’t felt since the first years of marriage with his ex wife. something that he’s been longing for so long. something that he only found on you again. 

he put his own hand on top of yours, making you to look up at him. your heart doing backflips on your chest. this is where you realized your feelings. feelings that you kept bottled up, afraid for he outcome of it. 

you were afraid of his reaction. did he felt the same way? there’s no way, he was your “boss”. but if he did correspond your feelings, how would people react to it? it frightened you, what people would think about it, how would your parents react to it. for god’s sake he was your father’s coworker! this was supposed to be a job relationship with no feelings involved! 

all of this blurred out when you caressed his face and pressed your lips on his. a kiss so awaited by both of you, that took bokuto by surprise, but that he happily returned ignoring his inner voice telling him that this was wrong. 

he succumbed to the kiss, to the way your lips moved along his, the sound you made when he granted access to your own mouth with his tongue, to the feeling of your fingers caressing his cheeks and neck. he succumbed to you.

soon the kiss turned messy and desperate, tongues lapping and teeth clacking. his hands roamed your body, scared that if he stopped you would disappear. breaking the kiss you both looked at each other lovingly as if you were trying to express your feelings with your eyes. feelings that tip toed on your tongues, too scared to say something.

“y/n, i know this sounds crazy but fuck, i really like you.” your eyes widened at his confession. “i know this is wrong and i’m too old. but no matter how much i want to, i can’t seem to get you out of my head.” bokuto looked nervous. surely his confession was something that you didn’t expect but damn if it didn’t make your heart burst.

taking both of his hands on yours, your eyes met his and with a warm smile you leaned into him again almost pressing your lips on him. “i like you too bokuto” the kiss was nothing like the first; it was soft and lovingly, pouring both of your hearts into it — all of your feelings exposed to each other.

your bodies soon moved upstairs to his bedroom. you laid on your back with bokuto’s lips still on yours. his hands were everywhere: your waist, your hips, your thighs, your face. every inch if your skin was covered with his kisses and hands.

playing with them hem of your shirt he stopped, his eyes looked at you with pure lust and love. “can i baby?” you nodded too lost in the scent that surrounded you — bokuto’s scent. “i’m gonna need more than that. use your words pretty” your eyes never left his face. “yes kou, i give you full consent to do anything with me”

he growled, pressing his forehead on your tummy. “you’re gonna drive me crazy” resuming his movements, he took off your shirt with your own help. his shirt and sweatpants came after, only you left in a pair of shorts. pulling them down he almost salivated at the sight of your covered pussy in some blue underwear.

pressing wet kisses on your thighs, his fingers played with your covered folds earning some whimpers from you. he then proceeded to take off your underwear, now dampened with your slick. placing both of your legs on his shoulders, he looked back at you and smirked before giving a little kiss to your clit.

that little kiss turned into kitten licks and then into long desperate ones. his hot tongue ran through your folds, tasting every part of you as if your pussy was the first meal he had in ages. his tongue played with your pussy while two of his fingers thrusted into you. wet sounds and moans filling his senses.

he felt your walls clenching around his fingers, announcing your upcoming orgasm along with your high pitched moans and some “please, bokuto” he never stopped his ministrations, if so, he increased them. “i know baby, i know. just cum for me yeah? be a good girl and cum on my tongue” and with that you reached your high, the coiling feeling on your stomach unraveling.

at that exact moment you didn’t care about what people would say. the only thing you knew was that bokuto was the man you would like to spend the rest of your life with.

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ˢᵁᴹᴹᴬᴿᵞ- xɪᴀᴏ ɪs ᴏʙsᴇssᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ’s ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ..ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ

ᶠᴬᴺᴰᴼᴹ- ɢᴇɴsʜɪɴ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ

ᶜᴴᴬᴿᴬᶜᵀᴱᴿˢ- xɪᴀᴏ

💌ᴺᴼᵀᴱˢ- ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ✨sᴘᴏɪᴄʏ✨ ʜᴇʀᴇ sᴏ ʏʜ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ʟɪᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴀʟᴏᴛ 😮‍💨😮‍💨 Gn!reader

ᵂᴬᴿᴺᴵᴺᴳˢ- DARK CONTENT OBSESSION- Implied Stalker!Xiao, Modern!Xiao, masturbating, panty theft FECKIN PERV <3 anddd that’s it I think— I feel like I’m missing some DONT hesitate to let me know what to add <33 /MILD SMUT WARNING/ SUGGESTIVE NO DEPICTIONS OF SEX

ˢᵀᵞᴸᴱ- D r a b b l e

ᴹᴼᴼᴰ/ᵛᴵᴮᴱ-

ʙᴇsᴛ ᴠɪᴇᴡᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴍᴏʙɪʟᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪᴄᴇs ᴜsɪɴɢ ʀᴀᴠᴇ/ɢᴏᴛʜ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀʟᴇᴛᴛᴇ

ᴵᴺᵀᴱᴿᴬᶜᵀᴵᴼᴺˢ ᴬᴿᴱ ᴬᴾᴾᴿᴱᶜᴵᴬᵀᴱᴰ ᴮᵁᵀ ᴺᴼᵀ ᴺᴱᶜᴱˢˢᴬᴿᵞ <33

He thought it was perfectly normal. He loved you so why would he not want to be around you all the time, when you’re walking around campus with your friends or how you get all quiet and huffy when the teacher would catch you talking in class. Xiao had long ago succumb to the feeling of butterflies and twisted words; sweaty palms as well as the fierce heat that would envelop his features whenever he was near you—big deal it’s just a crush.

Yes Xiao had a small crush that would explain why he kept finding himself in bed late at night trying his best to relive his aching cock, hard and leaking down his callous knuckles. Using your soiled underwear to feed his guilty pleasures.

He told himself its normal to want to be so so close to the person he loves the most and so he feels no shame <33 He knows all your classes and how likely you are to turn up depending on how you’re feeling that particular day.

He remembers that Thursday mornings you leave your dorm room unlocked because your friend seems to always forget something in there from your sleepovers the night before. He knows that you’ve indulged other individuals and their filthy desires but he forgives you always <33

You’d both shared a few soaring glances and he had held the door open for you one time in which you rewarded him with a smile and wink, he’d never creamed so hard before.

Maybe a crush was not an appropriate analogy of his feelings towards you. He wanted to hold your hand and carry your stuff for you, he wanted you to hold him and express how important he was to you. He knew you so well. There’s no way you would reject someone so obsessed in love with you, right?

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