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Debate turned into him fucking you until you’re speechless <3

18+ smut | pwp!, rivals to lovers trope, dumbfication, oral (fem receiving), fingering, slight breeding kink, bulge, aftercare, bathing together | not proofread! (was meant to be a short drabble but it’s a full fic now so enjoy <3)

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Veritas absolutely despises you outsmarting him, but he finds away to actually turn you into an idiot once in a while…

It started off with a heated argument that leads into you sitting on his desk, legs spread open while his mouth pressed kisses against your inner thigh, biting it also to mark what eventually would be his

“What the hell are you doing Veritas !,” you whine, trying to kick him off which he easily dodge, he pushes your ankle to your chest with a huge grin

He leans forward as he presses both of your thighs to your chest, nestling closely to your neck. “I want to fuck your thoughts away, keep you nice and dumb, that’s what I’m trying to achieve here,”

“As if you could succeed at doing so, you can’t even refute my argument earlier,” you were referencing to the debate he lost, oh you’re rubbing grounded salt to his wounds, he does not take that kindly

He’s now kneeling down, his hands still gripping tightly on your plush thighs, so tight that it made you wince. His eyes glaring at your face, like a promise…

A promise to make you fall for him, to make you intoxicated by his presence, to make you his

“Watch me,” and with that he presses a kiss on your clothed clit, sucking the nerve earns him the very first noise that he actually enjoys coming out from your smart mouth, your moans

You felt embarrassed to not be able to hold in your moan like that, not when he’s so filthy. Licking stripes over your clothed cunt, making the fabric transparent

“H-haaah how nghhh disgusting, for someone who has bathing as their favourite activity to do, you’re so filthy nghhahh,” you try to regain your dignity by a nasty remark that’s proven to be in vain

He just laughs which makes things worse then they are, “If you want me to clean this leaking hole afterwards just say so, no need to act so elusive,”

“You talk to much, here if I do this…” he slid your panties to the side and push the tip of his tongue inside your glistening cunt

Tasting you directly onto his tongue is like Adam tasting the forbidden fruit, for someone whose words laced with insults you’re so fucking sweet

He never was interested in pursuing his filthy human desires, but thanks to you he now finds himself a forbidden fruit of his own

“Mnhmm” you try so hard not to succumb towards your carnal desires after all lust is one of the 7 deadly sins

Veritas however does not take your resistance kindly, you’re so adamant on denying yourself from the pleasure he could give. He scoffs as he places one of his hand to keep your thighs at place while the other pinches your clit

He effortlessly pry your moans out of your mouth, not only that he also effectively turn you into a trembling mess “Now that’s a sight!, perhaps I should sculpt this moment and display it on my personal quarters,”

“F-fucking pervert,” you spat, he just laughs at your lust ridden face. His eyes staring straight at yours before he smirks, standing up with ease to lean forward towards your neck

He starts to motion his fingers up and down against your wet hole with a sickening smile on his face “50 points, you’re halfway correct. I’m no pervert,”

“But I am someone that will fuck you,” without wasting any time he slid his index finger into your cunt, “How tight !, it seems that I have to give your cunt more stimulation…” he whispers against your neck

“Nghh just fuck me already,” you huff impatiently, you can’t afford to waste anymore of your time with trivial matters such as lust, but aeons he does make you falter

He scoffs, how dare you push him around. Isn’t pushing him around at the guild enough for you, he’s just being nice for a change knowing that if he didn’t prepare your tight hole well enough you would scream in pain

Perhaps he wants to see that pained expression of your mixed with pleasure, ahh he’s getting ahead of himself

There’s always next time after all…

“Now now I think you want me to take my time with you, you’ll understand what I mean later,” he smiles as he slid one more of his fingers, filling you up quite nicely

“Oh wow how cocky you- ahhh~” he silenced that quirky remark you’re going to make by thrusting his fingers in methodically only to help you climax as fast as possible since you are so impatient, once he meets your g-spot it was all over for you

Your moans decorates the room as he curved his fingers upwards towards your g-spot while his other hand presses down on where your womb would be

“S-shit ahhhn m’cumming Veri,” suddenly he stops, you were so close yet he fucking stops

“Ahh that’s cute, call me once more than I’ll let you have it,” he smiles as he pulls his fingers out and and brings it to your mouth

You quickly lapped down your juice while maintaining eye contact with him, your dignity be dammed you could only feel your need to cum right now “Veri please make me cum,”

“Ahhh I wish you would be this submissive everyday, not picking meaningless debates and just let me pleasure this pussy” he huffs as he tap his fingers on your clit twice before sliding it back in

“Thank you thank you thank you,” you whine as he picks the pace of his fingers up letting you cum all over his desk in a instant

“Wow I guess you can say thank you,” he sarcastically reply as he unzip his pants and free his leaking cock, the tip is red and wanting

Okay now your understand why he took his time with you because without foreplay his cock is going to hurt, hell even with foreplay you still think there’s a chance of if hurting

He sense your worry of course, he leans forward as he rest his cock against your stomach. Aeons it’s soo big that the length went pass your bellybutton…

“You might hate me but I don’t hate you so don’t you worry, I’ll take it slow and yes it’ll fit,” he smirks before kissing your forehead

Oh shit if he keeps this up, you might fall for him…

“I don’t hate you, I just think someone needs to keep in check on that huge ego of yours. Do not fret I’m always here to lower it into basic human standards,” you scoffs, which he replies with a laugh of his own

“Sounds beneficial, I am told to be quite the narcissist perhaps you could keep me in line,” he smiles as he press a kiss on the side of your lips.

“Yes I believe so,” you mumble feeling dizzy from his gentle kisses

He leans let his lips close to yours, it barely touches as he spoke “May I kiss you ?,”

You don’t even answer, you looped your arms around his neck and force his lips onto your which accepts with a smile, his tender kiss somehow made his cock twitch against your skin

Snaking your hand towards his cock, lathering his precum towards his length earns you a delicious moan against the kiss “Ahhhn what a minx”

With that he slid his cock towards your clit, tapping his tip right onto the sensitive nerve as payback, you could only whine as he tease you. He teases for the sole purpose of breaking your ego, to make you beg for him, but it proves to be rather hard because he’s faltering at the mere pleasure of friction

“Feels so good like this, ahh can’t wait till I feel how tight you’re going to be,” he whines as he grinds his full length against your slippery hole, he needs to hold his length by the base or else it might accidentally slip inside you

“Fuck !, no one’s stopping you put it in damn it,” you groan as you try to guide his tip into your hole

“So bossy,” he smirks, he wants to just slam into you just to shut you up. It’ll be painful to do so and it seems you’re to cockdrunk to make any decisions

Because of that he finally slid his length in without waiting for you to beg, he doesn’t want you to shove his length in without the controlling the length you could handle after all

“Mnghh ahhh so bigg,” see this proves his point, even though he would like to ram it into your tight hole in one swift move, he doesn’t want to break your cunt

At least not the first time he fucks you…

With a huff he slowly thrust himself inch by inch, “Fuck, this is why you need to learn patience shit so fucking tight, relax dearest or else it’s not going to fit,”

Your eyes starts to produce tears because of the sheer pain and pleasure, he leans down to kiss the tears from you face, whispering words of encouragement as he slowly thrust his full length inside you, balls deep

“Shit you feel this,” he drags your weak hand across the eminent bulge on your stomach, “This is why I was adamant about preparing your tight hole for me,”

He slides out before thrusting back in to further prove his earlier hypothesis “Do you understand ?, how easily I could break this hole,”

“Y-yeshh understood sirr, too big f’me,” oh you’re already dumb on his cock, how cute he thought

“Can you hold your thighs keep it pressed against your breast for me?,” he asks which you do without any hesitation, he could see it clearly now, his cock dragging itself in and out

For you on the other, you feel his tip kissing your cervix because of this position, all of your thoughts are currently postponed ever since that cock enters your cunt

All you can do is hold your thighs as he pounds into you, he starts to pick up the pace once your pained moans turns into you begging him to go harder

Of course he’s not going to deny you such pleasure

“So tight fuck, I ruined other cocks for you from now on,” you could only reply with a nod as he shook your whole body

Thrusting himself in a angle that’s abuses your g-spot making you cum with every single deep thrust, “Fuckk can’t stop cummingghh,”

“That’s the plan sweetheart, you won’t stop coming until I say so, am I not generous?,” he chuckles breathlessly as he toy with your clit with every thrust

“Fuck you know if I breed you, make you carry my child. I think our genetics would be unparalleled, both of us are intelligent and attractive, ahh what a fine specimen we would make don’t you think so ?,” he rambles as he come close to his release

He knew very well you just nodded without thinking much, the thought of cumming inside you, breeding your cunt very hard to not decline

“Ahh you just nodded because you’re cockdrunk, I can’t have you pregnant now, not when I love our meaningless bickering about our difference of opinions, I’ll fuck…you’re not patient but I am fuck…I’m going to make you my fucking research partner my everything I will actually put a ring on that pretty finger of yours and then put a baby in…you’re gonna let me right?,” he mutters as his cock kisses your cervix

His grip your thighs pressing folding you to reach deeper “This is a trial examination, let’s see how deep you could take,” he chuckles as he delves deep into your cunt

All you can do is lie there and moan as he pounds deep into you, making vulgar noises between the sounds of your skin slapping against each other

“Shit I’m gonna cum fuckk,” he whines before pulling out and stroking his cock right against your skin, exactly where your womb is supposed to be “Here let me mark your skin right here, hahah to manifest our future,” he whines as he shoot his seed right against the skin, marking the outside of your womb

“Veri k-kisss,” you mumble as you await for his comfort, he took two more strokes finally finish, then he leans into your lips to give you a reward

“Now I need to clean you up, stay right there and let me run you a warm bath, you must be sore,” he says as he brush his hair back, thank god you both decide to do this at his house or else he can’t properly take care of you

You can’t even think anything anymore, he really did fuck the thought out of you, when you actually start to gather your thoughts you’re already surrounded by the lukewarm water and lavender flowers “Veri where am i?,”

“Ah you finally snapped out of your haze, I carried you to my bath remember ?,” he smiles as he’s currently sitting beside the tub lathering your arm with soap

You could only nod as you slowly succumb back towards the land of dreams “Hey don’t fall asleep on me now you might accidentally drown,” he scoffs

“Your fault for using lavender, it is well known to cure insomnia and to alleviate muscle pain,” you yawn as you try to stay awake

“Yes exactly to alleviate muscle pain, which is going to be you’re future diagnosis if I don’t take care of you properly,” he sighs, you both went back into bickering like a married couple

“To prevent me from accidentally drowning myself in your huge bathtub, why not join me ?, you’re also in need of relaxation,” you mumble, feeling a little bit flustered

“Well if the lady insists,” he smirks before undressing and dipping himself behind you, he drags you into his lap and rests you head your head shoulder as his hands massage your lower back “Feels good ?,” he whispers beside your ear

“Very,” you reply with a sigh, he presses a kiss on your forehead as he holds you massages your tense spot as a silent thank you of some sort, not wanting this moment of peace to end

For you however, you knew this man is forever bound his heart to yours from now on

Hello hello!

Can I request a Dr. Ratio x reader that's a team leader and they're assigned to work together, and while he's complaining (whining) about her team they're not having it and they bicker (divorced parents vibes fr) (they're both in denial of their feelings). Just Ratio not being used to someone else talking back to him (pls make them make out thank you for your time regardless, I love your writing!

THIS IDEA GAVE ME SO MUCH BUTTERFLIES MAKING 😭 I hope you like it as much as I did creating it!

Sparks of Synergy

(Ratio x Fem!Reader)

cw-: mean!ratio, insults of intelligence, heavily suggestive, smidge of nudity mentioned

🎀 authorsnote: this is my first request fic and I literally screamed and giggled when I saw it!

please don't steal my work!

"This part of this project is so simple! How do you not understand!? We've already been through this part multiple times!" Ratio could already feel an argument or a migraine coming. All it took was one glance down at your paper for him to practically combust.

"Fix this." He orders. He's spent hours going back and forth with you, hovering over your shoulder like a vulture.

He could spot all sorts of microscopic mistakes that he just was practically begging to point out. He doesn't exactly know why he even bothers. It's obvious that you were hopeless the moment you were recruited for his team.

Though, he suppose it's better for your dimwitted self and the rest of your team to come to him instead of doing it yourselves.

Aeons, he wouldn't be able to take in the sight of you doing this project alone and failing or asking for help from another bumbling, no-nothing dumbass.

The doctor is the best chance you've got with actually completing correctly, whatever it is you need help with...and he wouldn't have it...Any. Other. Way.

"Just because you're the team leader of this little project doesn't mean you can be so bossy." You hum and keep working.

"Bossy? Me?" Ratio lets out a scoff. That's rich coming from you.

He raises an incredulous eyebrow as his stare narrows at your ridiculous comment. Does this fool have the guts to insult him?

He rolls his eyes at the fact that you had the audacity to claim that he's "bossy" when he's simply trying to keep things together. He's not bossy, he has a title to live up to, unlike the likes of you.

"Yes...bossy..." Your eyes glance over at his in a glare. "You want to make the team quit?" You scoff.

"Please." Ratio shoots a condescending glance your way, leaning back against a wall and crossing his arms.

"If they aren't capable enough to handle my expectations and methods, then it's best for them to leave. I'm doing them a favor here. You should be thanking me, quite honestly. I am your team leader after all. I know what's best for this group."

He smirks. You should be grateful that he even allowed you to be a part of this team at all.

as you continue to bicker and fight the whole day the rest of the team just watches on in silence, until one by one they all start to leave

Eventually you both notice that you two are the only one in the room. Ratio let out an exasperated scoff and pinches the bridge of his nose. The headache coming back.

"Look at what you've done now." He snaps, his gold eyes snapping back to you once more. "You and your incessant nagging caused the others to leave. What a surprise."

The sarcasm was evident in his voice. He can't stand this.

"Oh you're going to blame this on ME!?" You scoff and fold your arms. "If anything it was your snide comments..."

Ratio let's out a sharp laugh, scoffing once again and turning his chin in a prideful way.

"What snide comments? The only thing I said was criticism that would help you improve on your work. You, just like the rest of those dimwits, can't seem to understand. Do you have any idea of the standards I live up to?"

"It's the way you say it Veritas." You sigh and rub your forehead with your index and thumb.

The purple haired smart ass stiffens. His golden gaze locked onto your exasperated expression. How irritating. How annoying. It was like a buzzing insect flying near his ear, one he longed to swat at.

"Perhaps try working harder instead of being so sensitive, idiot..." He scoffs. He was simply offering constructive criticism. It's not his fault that your little self couldn't take it.

"Ok you see!" You groan and push off the table. "That's what they don't like!"

Ratio scowls slightly. The audacity of you was absolutely ridiculous. He steps closer.

"What, do you propose I use a more 'soft' approach? Perhaps a 'softer' tone?" *He mocks, a sarcastic smile stretching his features. Soft? That's laughable. He doesn't do soft.

"You're just like them. Soft and sensitive. I have no tolerance for useless emotions. Only facts."

"Maybe you'd have more friends if you were nicer!" You raise your voice and clap your hands together before taking a breath.

Ratio laughs lowly, mocking your outburst. You had no right to judge him like that.

"How childish. If they truly were my friend, they'd stand by my honest and factual criticism. You see it as 'mean'. I do not. What is so wrong with telling it how it is?

I don't expect you to understand. Your feeble brain simply wouldn't be able to comprehend the standards."

"Ratio not everyone appreciates your random analysis of them." You scoff.

The doctor gives you a condescending side-glance, rolling his eyes. Random analysis? Surely you were aware that everything he thought of was correct?

"The facts are just the facts. People can either be offended by it or be mature and understand. Clearly, maturity is not a word you know."

"You seem sensitive and weak minded...GET OUT!" You mock him and throw a piece of chalk at the chalkboard before folding your arms.

It takes all of Ratio's self-restraint to not burst out into a hysterical, mocking laughter. His face twists into a sneer. You were the delusional and insensitive one here.

It's not long before Dr. Ratio had pushed you back until you were pinned against the wall his body pressed so close to yours that you could feel his soft, warm breath hitting the side of your neck.

"Weak minded?" He chuckles lowly.

"I would never dream of being weak. Ever."

You both just gaze in each other's eyes for what seems like an eternity before you clear your throat. "We should probably...get back to work..."

Dr. Ratio had almost forgot he was pinning you to the wall, but at the comment, it had made him pull back away slightly. He stares for a few seconds before glancing away and scoffing once more.

"Right, there's no time to waste on worthless chatter. I suppose it's up to me to be the bigger man once again and carry this team." He crosses his arms.

You roll your eyes as you walk back over to the table and start working.

After a small while there is no talking or bickering...until you did a slight mishap on an equation

He often glanced over quietly to make sure the work you were doing was correct. There were a few moments where he had to glance away from how badly your mistakes had irked him. He took in a breath to calm himself down.

He would be lying if he said that the silence wasn't slightly refreshing. But...he's quickly pulled out of that mindset when you made a mistake.

He lets out an irritated sigh and stands.

"Really? Another mistake? At this rate you might as well give me the paper for me to finish it myself."

"Don't touch it!" You rip the paper away from his hands.

He scoffed, his eyes narrowing as a sneer stretches on his lips. He takes another step closer to you, crossing his arms.

"Care to repeat that, idiot? You dare to talk back to me?" Ratio's gaze darkened slightly, his golden eyes practically gleaming in the light.

"Oh don't act like you're all high and mighty!" You stalk towards him poking his chest with your finger. "You're not the big bad Ratio everyone says you are!"

The doctor lets out a mocking scoff, his gaze locked onto you in a cold glare. He swats your little finger away like it was nothing.

"Big bad Ratio? You clearly are more ridiculous than I had originally anticipated. What, are you scared of me? Do my words... frighten you?" He steps even closer into your personal space, his voice dropping into a low growl.

Your heart flutters as your eyes lock again. His gold gaze holding yours so perfectly. But your stance never falters.

Ratio's eyes narrow as he can feel his irritation rising once again. Why is this bothersome woman making his heart beat like this?

He scoffs.

"You're getting too comfortable around me. Have I not made it obvious that I'm superior than you in every way?" He grabs your chin with his thumb and index, angling your face up.

"Superior? Superior!?" You scoff and laugh.

Ratio sneers, practically looming over you.

"Do you want me to list down everything that makes me superior to you, little one? The list would go on for miles and miles."

He stares down at you with an intimidating smirk, his thumb pressing against your chin almost possessively.

You glance down at his lips before locking eyes again. "Shut it...doctor..."

Ratio smirks once more, a dark chuckle escaping his lips. His thumb traces your bottom lip slightly, admiring your features for a brief second before he lets out another scoff.

"You have the audacity to tell me that? Oh, you are a fool. A very adorable fool...now you should shut it."

"Shut. It. Or. I'll. Make. You." You whisper darkly.

Ratio's smirk widens for a moment, clearly amused and slightly caught off guard by your boldness. He lets out another scoff and leans down close to your ear, his hot breath brushing against your skin.

"And. How. Precisely. do you propose yourself to accomplish such a thing, hm?" He murmurs, a mocking but low chuckle falling from his lips.

You lean up and cut him off with a kiss. A soft one before pulling away slightly. You both gaze into each other's eyes.

Ratio's golden eyes widened slightly in surprise, not anticipating such a move. You...kissed him? How dare you act so brazenly? Yet...why did he like it...?

He lets the surprise linger in his expression for a few more seconds before he takes quick action. Ratio closes whatever space was in between you and pushes you back against the wall, his lips pressing against yours in a passionate and possessive kiss.

As the kiss grows to be more passionate small sounds can be heard escaping both of your throats as you entangle closer together

Ratio's hand wraps around your waist tightly, his other hand slipping into your hair to keep you closer against him. Your soft lips were so addicting, it made his heart flutter strangely in his chest. His tongue darted out to slide against your bottom lip, begging for entrance into your mouth.

You open your mouth just enough for his tongue to slide inside, and you begin to fight for dominance.

His tongue immediately sought for yours, exploring the inside of your mouth as a low groan escaped his throat. He began to press you more and more into the wall, his body pressing tightly onto yours with an iron grip on your waist.

He pulls you away from the wall to lay you on the table as he continues to kiss you

Ratio's hand traveled down to grab your thigh and hoist it up so your calf wraps around his waist as he deepened the kiss with a small hum, his body hovered over yours in an almost possessive manner. His long, slender fingers would slowly begin to slip under your shirt.

"MhM!" You groan into his mouth as he slides a hand over your breast.

Ratio let's out a low chuckle as he slowly begins to slide your shirt off, wanting to feel more and more of your skin against his. He began to trail small, light kisses down your neck, gently sucking on a particularly sensitive spot.

"V-Veritas" You whisper softly in his ear.

Ratio gives one final, rough suck onto that particular spot on the side of your neck, creating a small bruise. He pulled back slightly to look down at you. A low chuckle escaped his lips once more as he leaned in to brush his hot breath against your ear.

"Saying my name so nicely...You're almost making me want to ruin you."

You roll your eyes softly and laugh quietly.

"So doctor how long have you been hiding these feelings for me?" You tease as you kiss his cheek.

Ratio let's out a scoff, his face quickly flushing a dark red at your boldness. He was getting teased by you of all people. He doesn't remember the last time anyone has gotten the best of him in such a way.

He clears his throat and leans down to press a bruising kiss upon your jaw, beginning to trail his lips across your neck.

"...for a while..." He reluctantly answers.

"And is this your mhM way of asking me out?" You smirk through a small moan and tilt his chin up with your hand to meet your gaze.

Ratio's face flushed a dark shade of red at your question, his eyes narrowing as he let out a scoff. He was the Veritas Ratio. You have some nerve to tease him.

It takes him an embarrassingly long time to answer, his brain scrambled. He can feel your soft hand on his chin, gently making him meet your gaze.

"...I suppose so." He finally admits sheepishly.

"Does this mean you're going to be nicer to me?" You lean forward to kiss his forehead.

The doctors golden eyes widened slightly at the small kiss on his forehead, his face flushing a deeper shade of red. He didn't expect you to get this affectionate with him. He glanced off to the side with a scoff.

"I-I already am nice to you. I'm...simply just more blunt than other people." He mumbled almost defensively.

You both pause as you throw your head back to laugh. "You're very funny doctor!"

His eyebrows furrow slightly in annoyance. You...laughed at him. He would have reprimanded you if it wasn't for the fact that your laughter was incredibly cute. He would huff in irritation, crossing his arms.

"It's not nice to laugh at me, you know..." He grumbles with a slight pout.

"Fine fine... I'm sorry~" you lean forward to whisper in his ear.

Ratio's face flushed an even darker shade of red as your soft whisper sent a shiver down his spine. His hands gripped slightly onto your hips, holding you against him firmly. He let out a sigh at your teasing words.

"...you're insufferable...I hate how adorable you are." He mumbled lowly, his voice dropping a degree as he stared down at you.

As he lifts you off the table and puts you back on the ground you smile softly "Yeah but you like meee~" You poke his chest softly.

Ratio quietly scoffs again, although his face was still flushed a dark shade of red. Why, you...! You had him wrapped around your finger. His eyes narrowed, yet the corner of his lip twitched into a smirk.

His arm loosely looped around your waist and bring you close to him, letting out a low chuckle as he rested his chin on top of your head.

"Shut up...you are so fuckin...insufferable." He mumbled lowly, not denying anything you said.

You press a kiss to his throat and smile. "Shall we get back to work...my love?"

A shiver raced down Ratio's spine at the small kiss, his eyes widening slightly in surprise. His heart thumped in his chest, the soft fluttering feeling in his chest only growing. No, not during work hours. He must not get distracted until the work is done.

He gave a firm nod, his golden eyes locking onto your gaze.

"...Yes, my dear..."

As he turns to the table you smirk. "Oh and Veritas?" You smile innocently as he turns back to you.

"After work..." You slide a hand up his chest until it rests on his heart. "I want you to show me just how insufferable I. Really. Am."

Ratio's eyes widen slightly before they narrow into a smirk, catching onto your words almost instantly. He raised an eyebrow as he watched you.

"A challenge? You seem so confident, my idiot..." He murmured. He grabbed the hand on his chest and brought it to his lips, placing a kiss to the palm of your hand.

He leaned close once more, and with a seductive whisper, and smirk, answered.

"You're on."

🎀End🎀

language ノ dr. ratio . gn!reader

ৎ୭ ₊ ˙ ⊹ . 0.6k — oral . character receiving ノ sloppy head so good it made him finally shut up ノ short thirst from my notes that i do not remember writing :)

he was perfect. perfect like those ancient statues, with marble looking so soft and detailed, as if someone turned an actual human into a sculpture with a spell, not a chisel. tall and wide, toned muscles, unblemished skin, no hair on his body. except… sliding the pants down his hips, you see his girth still not fully hard, but already so big, so swollen.

unlike those ancient statues with barely anything to show.

you take it in your mouth. carefully. lick him, kiss the tip, and slowly roll back the foreskin until the head is glistening and ready for you to spit on it. just enough so it would make wet sounds while you swallow his length as much as you can, almost reaching your throat. you cannot fit him entirely, but you can feel he’s satisfied enough just to sense your warmth enveloping him from all sides.

as unusual as it is, he’s silent, quietly humming under his nose as his half-lidded eyes follow your movements, analysing and simply adoring whatever you’re doing right now. no harshly spewed comments? no instructions? not even praise? nothing. perhaps you took his ability to speak together with his cock, the gentle suck disarming him from his most powerful weapon — language.

for an unknown reason, this thought fills you up with pride, spurring you on to slide his shaft out of your mouth only to slurp around his base once more, playing with different levels of pressure applied by your lips. sucking at his sack too, fondling and feeling the heaviness hidden under velvety soft skin. then you rise higher and lap around the head again.

finally getting some response in the form of an eager twitch, throbbing as you flatten your tongue against it. a plenitude of precum dribbles out onto your palate, and you swallow without hesitation. sweet and salty taste of arousal, delicate enough for you to enjoy. it makes you hungry for more of that flavour, and soon his girth slides deeper into your throat while your hand gives attention to the rest of his dick, twisting it slightly whenever you need to change your angle.

soon, there is a heavy palm tangling in your hair, pushing and pulling however it feels. guiding you away when you almost hit his limit and back when you aren’t applying enough force. so nice to be under the weight of his control, to the point your nails scrape teasingly insides of his parted thighs. enough for him to feel a sting whenever he rubs his legs together later on.

still, nothing coming from him except for breathy hums and satisfied exhales. should you wear a badge, you want to be called from now on the one who silenced the doctor veritas ratio himself, unable to counter the skill of your tongue. and no one needs to know what exactly it means.

one particular twist of your wrist has him letting go of your hair and placing both of his palms on the bed instead. it’s quite difficult to concentrate with you licking all around his girth like on a lollipop before, but now you can observe how his whole body shivers when you give a few sharp sucks on your way up his length.

so you do it again, a little stronger than before, earning yet another subtle shake.

you trace a finger along the vein from his base to his tip, covering him in your spit mixed with his precum, smearing the liquids all over the sensitive head and listening closely to any sound he could make. when none came, you added even more slickness, stroking him up and down. firm grip with a generous amount of friction from your lubed hand moving across his flesh.

now he’s leaking into your palm, skin slicked to skin, but you do not care. actually, this very thought encourages you to continue, to make such a wise and proper man feel this good he’s unable to utter a word.

Ad Experimentum

Yandere Dr. Ratio x Reader

Veritas catches you reading one of your dirty books.

Warnings: Implied kidnapping and forced imprisonment, NSFW scenes being read aloud, Dr. Ratio being a dick as always

Within the confines of Veritas’s home, you feel like a mouse in a maze, reduced to a caged animal, always under scrutiny and experimentation.

Escape is impossible. Dr. Ratio has ensured that you’re never out of his reach, even though he acts as if you are the burden and he didn’t kidnap you and imprison you in his home. Sometimes you wonder why he even keeps you; surely he has better things to do than to quip at your inadequacy or lack of genius. But alas, the pretentious prick seems keen on pushing every one of your buttons to see how you tick. You might even call it intimacy if he wasn’t so clinical and judgmental about it all.

Because physical escape is impossible, you’ve turned to escaping within the confines of your own mind.

Books provided the perfect retreat. You’ve since abandoned any non-fiction to focus on fantasy, to worlds that effortlessly whisk you away. Novels that depict true, romantic love, not the twisted ownership you’ve grown used to. Like you’re some pet to be controlled and prodded at, like Pavlov’s dog, waiting and drooling for its master’s hand at the ring of a bell.

So, in your hopes to feel something real, you’ve started to delve into stories that are a bit…spicier.

With the latest read in your hand, your eyes skim hungrily over the pages as the tension between the protagonists builds. The lovers begin to undress each other, the one spreading his partner’s pussy as she grinds into his hand—

Veritas effortlessly plucks the book from your hands, earning a cry of protest. You try to snatch it back, but, with the help of his towering height, he dangles it just out of reach. “What in the heavens is this?”

The way he holds the book between his thumb and pointer finger, as if merely touching it would taint his self-proclaimed perfect set of knowledge, was almost comedic. You would laugh if he wasn’t such a condescending asshole.

Instead, you scowl. “Give it back.”

He merely hums and turns the novel in his hands, inspecting the cover. Licking his thumb, he flips to your bookmarked page and begins reading aloud. “My hand caressed her core as I speared her with two, thick fingers. She moaned and arched into my palm in response, causing my cock to twitch in anticipation. God, I wanted to taste her arousal. Her pussy was perfect, so wet and tight and ready for me to claim, to fuck.”

Embarrassment rages across your cheeks like a burn. You fling yourself at him, pounding your fists against his chest when he lifts the book out of your reach easily. “Stop, just stop.”

Amused, Dr. Ratio continues to narrate the scene in painstaking detail. “I lowered my head, letting my tongue swirl around her clit and rendering her voice to nothing but pitiful mewls. She tasted like heaven, like my own personal feast. I buried my tongue in her, then, and held her hips as she bucked into my mouth, begging for release—”

“I will do anything,” you beg, face in your palms, “just please stop.”

Finally, mercifully, Veritas closes the book and lowers it down enough for you to snatch it back. You cradle it against your chest, heart pounding and palms sweaty with a chaotic blend of shame, anger, and relief that it was over.

“This is what you indulge in while I’m working? Though you are hardly an intellectual exception, I believed you to be above this brain-rotting nonsense, (Y/n).”

In spite of your embarrassment, you boldly meet his golden eyes. “And what do you care? I enjoy it, and it’s not meant for you. Go stick your nose in a dictionary for all I care.”

“At least I’d be learning something,” he sneers in return, looking down his nose at you. He sniffs, tilting his chin up. “What do those books have that I can’t offer you?”

You still, observing his features. Now that the fun of teasing you has worn off, his eyes flare with loathing. With a jolt, you realize it is not aimed at you but at…the book?

Wordlessly, you glance between Dr. Ratio and your novel. Then, a stilted laugh escapes your lips. “Wait.. Are you seriously jealous of a book?”

“Don’t be preposterous,” he scoffs, though you notice his white-knuckled grip against the back of the armchair you were previously lounging in. “I would never stoop so low as to associate myself with that plebeian filth. I simply wanted to ascertain your reaction to it being read aloud.”

You resist the desperate urge to roll your eyes. “Fine, then. Please leave me to my uneducated filth.” You spin around, intent on finding a new place to finish your reading.

“Not so fast.” Veritas is on you quicker than a cobra, large hands gripping both your shoulders. “Perhaps all is not lost. We may yet transform this circumstance into an educational opportunity for you.”

A chill runs down your spine at the heavy touch, and a sudden sense of foreboding warns you to run. You’re all too aware you’re the mouse being fed to the snake in this moment.

Veritas spins you to face him, eyes slowly trailing down your form, as if taking you in with a new perspective. “I believe an experiment is due.”

You go rigid. “I’m sorry?”

“If you’re so intent on reading about all those fantasies in your books, let’s go ahead and put them to the test, shall we?”

At his clear implication, you yelp and make a run for it. In that moment Veritas strikes, fisting your hair with one hand and cupping your chin with the other as he presses your body flush against his own. You can already feel his hard desire digging into your back.

“Here’s my hypothesis,” he purrs in your ear. “I predict that by the end of tonight, you too will be begging for my cum, whether you want to or not.”

His theory, as always, was proven to be correct.

ᝰ VIP ROOM !

✶ 𓏲ּ ꩜ 𓂅 the penacony grand theater cordially invites you to V.I.P. room 2 this friday evening for a musical!

CW; fem! reader x penacony men (separated), vaginal penetration, fingering, slight degradation & voyeurism, vibrator, bondage, ‘daddy’ (only for gallagher)

𐙚 AVENTURINE

your gasps ring in his ears as he slides one of your leg onto his lap, spreading you apart effortlessly. his grip on your thigh is tight and steady, clearly having no intention of letting you go anytime soon.

snuggled next to him on the sofa, you feel his arm draped around you, holding both your wrists together, and smirking when you squirm to reach for your dress.

your eyes dart to his face, observing his furrowed brows and the angry smirk as he stares back into your eyes, clear jealousy written in those colourful irises. he leans in close, lips just inches apart from yours, and you feel his breathing turn erratic as his eyes darken, "you love teasing me, don't you?"

"I was just saying hi to an old friend..."

"did you not see the way he looked at you?"

your head shakes cautiously, nails digging softly into your own skin, "m' sorry." aventurine pecks you on your lips, the glossy lipstick staining his own in the process.

another whimper sounds as his gloved fingers slide under your thighs, the soft pads of his black gloves resting snugly against your clothed, pulsing nub. his smirk reappears when the wetness soaks through your panties and onto his gloves, soft squelching sounds reverberate in the VIP room.

your head falls against his shoulder, wrists still bound by his hand, legs spread and trembling on his lap. your boyfriend teases at your earlobes, nipping at the tender skin, sending shivers down your spine with each bite.

his deft fingers slides under your panties, and you hear him chuckle into your ear at how drenched you are for him, making it so easy for his two fingers to slip right into your warm hole.

"who do you belong to, hmm?"

he releases your wrists, the now free hand reaching up to your throat, pulling you closer to his face again.

"—you."

"good girl."

the air gets knocked out of your chest as he pushes you onto the sofa, his fingers still pumping and curling in your pussy harshly, his pace only increasing with each cry of his name you let out.

an embarrassing squelch sounds as he removes them, and you whine at the empty feeling inside you, the ring of muscle clenching at nothing as your hands reach for his nape.

"please— need you so bad..." a satisfied hum leaves him as he leans down to kiss your forehead, pushing his fingers in again without warning at the same time. your legs tense, and your toes curl, a loud moan escaping you, only to get muffled by him stuffing your dress into your mouth.

"all of this," his lips latch onto your neck as they suckle on the sensitive spots, "is for me," littering them with beautiful hickeys that he'll admire later on, "and me only." the musical on stage turning into background noise.

𐙚 BOOTHILL

boothill grunts into your dripping pussy as your fingers pull on the roots of his hair, tugging both away and towards your core, uncertain if you want more or to escape this torment.

"stay still, sweetheart."

a soft "can't—" escapes you, making him cock an eyebrow, his mouth never stopping, licking and sucking at your puffy clit. the silent command from his eyes has you tensing your thighs as his grip tightens, and you're sure his metal fingers will leave marks there tomorrow.

moans of his name fill the room as he frees on hand to slide under your dress and up to your chest, the cool metal wrapping around your boob comfortably. your body shrinks as he plays with the soft bundle of nerves, thumb and pointer finger pinching at your nipple occasionally, making your pussy clench.

his eyes roll to the back of his head the moment his tongue dips into your warm core, your juices and gummy walls sending his engine into overdrive. you swear if he were in a cartoon, there'd be smoke coming out of his back right now.

"pretty girl tastes so (fucking) good." hums when your legs clench around his head, "all this, just for me."

your eyes water as you come undone on his tongue. the sound of fans whirring before you drags you back to reality as he stands, flipping you around so that you're kneeling on the sofa with your hands on the backrest.

whines leave you as he flips your dress up and tears your panties easily. the familiar feeling of cool metal dick has you lying limp on the backrest, your hips involuntarily grinding back against him.

"eager, aren't we?"

muffled whimpers sound from you as you bury your face into the cushions, knowing that you'll be making extremely embarrassing sounds the moment he enters you.

a loud groan escapes boothill as he slides into you, the cool, hard metal of his dick a clear contrast to your soft, warm, and inviting walls, wrapping around him like a vice.

his hand slips around your mouth to cover up your obscene sounds as he pounds into you, unable to contain his hunger any longer. you're now locked in a position that allows him to manhandle and control you easily, body fully limp and putty in his arms, just the way he likes.

𐙚 DR. RATIO

a small smile adorns your lips as you stare straight ahead, looking out at the balcony and onto the stage where the musical is happening, clearly avoiding eye contact with your boyfriend who's burning holes through your head.

your hand inches up his thigh, nails scraping slightly with each movement, your own legs clench whenever you feel his muscles tense beneath the pads of your fingers.

an audible sigh could be heard from him when you palm him through his pants, a clear bulge forming under your hand, making your smile bigger. "someone's excited."

"shut up."

you giggle softly as your fingers wrap around the bulge, while your pointer finger draws slow circles on his clothed tip, a dark spot forming slowly on his pants from his arousal.

you yelp suddenly when you feel yourself stand and be placed into a forceful position. your elbows scrape on the table beneath you as you trying your best to stand steady on your legs all the while looking over your shoulder, a teasing smile on your face.

"what? can't take it already?"

ratio's eyes narrow at your comment before pushing down on the small of your back, making your body press harder onto the cold table surface.

something changes in the air when he huffs a laugh, his hands now gripping at your hips, holding you in place as he starts dry humping against you. he leans down, caging you beneath him as he slides one knee between your legs, and you know, you're in danger.

you squirm in his hold, hips inching forward, digging into the edge of the table, trying your best to run away, your fight or flight kicking in, knowing he isn't going to go easy on you for teasing him.

he pulls you back harshly, so hard you stumble back into his chest. "where do you think you're going?" this wipes the smirk off your face.

you shudder when he kisses down your nape to your shoulder blades, and all you could do was hold your breath, praying that he's not going to be too rough on you as punishment.

you could feel the smugness from the man behind you as he pulls himself out and slides into your panties, coating himself with your wetness, the tip sliding against your clit with each thrust.

now you're the one biting back moans, hands reaching backward to claw at his wrists, an indication that you want him to fuck you. ratio chuckles at your feeble attempt to command him, and he leans down again, this time nearer to your ear, never stopping his movements, sliding against your folds harshly.

"this is for fucking with me when you know you can't handle my teasing."

𐙚 GALLAGHER

as the curtains shut behind the two of you, you trip down the steps, pulling gallagher by his tie. your heels coming off with each step towards the display shelf at the side of the VIP room.

your grip on him strong, like a leash, leading the man before you to collide against your soft body as you lean on the shelf. one strap of your dress slips down your shoulder, a testament to your impatience to feel him against you.

gallagher's hands land on either side of your head, trapping you between the shelf and his body. the sheer size of this man completely envelops you, providing cover if anyone were to look for you behind him.

a giggle escapes you as he kisses your jaw and down to your collarbone. "couldn't wait till we got home?"

your head shakes as you bit your lower lip softly, head tilting upwards, silently inviting him to kiss you. he ignores your request, choosing instead to plant a sweet kiss on your forehead as he runs his hands along the curves of your body, eventually resting on your waist and hip.

you whine when he doesn't kiss you where you want him too, "just wanna feel you, daddy. please?" his smug smile widens at your plea before he pulls your lower body against his own, his bulge resting comfortably on your lower stomach.

"keep it down, okay? they're still out there."

you nod, and a soft " good girl" from him weakens your knees as you relax against his hold, allowing his hands to bunch your dress upwards, freeing himself from his restraints.

your gasps are swallowed by his hot mouth against yours, his thrusts slow and deliberate. your toes dig into the carpeted floor beneath you at the stretch. everything feels heightened knowing that the attendants outside the room could intrude any second and see this filthy scene adds to the pleasure.

gallagher pulls back, panting softly as he angles himself to your g-spot, only to kiss you harshly again, muffling your moans with his tongue. the mind-numbing sensations has you cumming around him almost instantly. you fall limp against him, but he doesn't give you a chance to rest, before propping you up and wrapping your legs around his waist, pounding into you roughly, chasing his own high this time.

"filthy little girl, moaning my name like that. you want them to catch us, don't you?"

𐙚 SUNDAY

a clear look of fear appears in your eyes as your back hits the wall next to the balcony, knowing you have nowhere else to run from the man standing before you.

sunday smiles as he approaches you, his hands reaching for the rope that controls the curtains' movements. "what're you planning to do with that?" the shakiness in your voice betrays you as you try to feign confidence, tilting your chin up slightly as your last resort to prove that you're not scared.

with a flourish, sunday twirls the golden rope in his gloved hands before yanking on it sharply, swiftly closing the balcony curtain. the dimly lit room takes on a more intimate aura as he reaches for your wrists, brushing his lips against them softly like a gentleman, although his eyes betray a predatory gleam that sends your knees weak.

"tug on it, and the whole grand theater will see you."

confusion flickers across your face at his warning, until you feel the bind of your wrists by the very rope he held.

drawing you closer by your waist, sunday twirls you around to face the deep red curtains as he slips his hand under your dress, inserting something cool into your heated core. a soft buzz sounds between your legs, causing you to instinctively lurch forward.

"sunday—!"

he silences your protest with a soft shush, his hands teasing your chest and clit while his hot mouth leaves hickeys on your neck. your arms remained raised slightly, fighting the urge to tug on the rope, knowing the consequences if the curtains do part.

soft cries leave your trembling lips as he increases the speed with a click of the remote in his pocket. leaning back against him, your body surrender fully, giving him full access to your body.

reunion | dr ratio x gn. reader ( 18+ )

this is !! actually kinda cute !! best friends to lovers ! literally its not obvious that they want each other until two paragraphs before the sex, so.. sorry about that, teehee. but i just thought that the bickering was cute and i left subtle clues that they wanted each other. tags : finger-fucking, penetration, pretty vanilla sex, reader's intimate area is only described as a ' hole ', best friends to lovers, mutual pining, loving sex, missionary position. ratio is kind of ooc here but who cares its cute. word count : 3700 on the dot.

everyone has their natural opposite, someone that they involuntarily gravitate towards even though they're so very different. and for dr. ratio, that person who was his natural opposite, his twin flame, was you. you were his best friend, his closest companion, even though you could be.. unique sometimes. everyone within the intelligentsia guild knew your schedule by now, and that you would come down once every three months to spend a week with the guild and veritas, and, for those weeks, veritas would be the most alive that anyone would see him.

" veritas ! " you yelled, running down the ship runway towards the entrance of the intelligentsia guild ship, your luggage in your hands rolling behind you. " dear veritas ratio, i am here ! "

veritas arched an eyebrow, barely surprised at your enthusiastic greeting. he always wanted to maintain an air of indifference, but here he was, waiting for you at the end of the dock anyway. " always the dramatic one, " he says, feigning exasperation as he called out to you, " how delightful it is to see you again, despite the chaos you bring with you. "

you dropped your suitcase mid run as you bolted up to him, wrapping your arms around him and laughing, quite literally running into his arms. " how is my best friend ? how has the guild been treating you ? ah, these last three months have been quite the storm ! we simply must catch up soon, the moment i put my things away in my room ! also... me ? dramatic ? are you sure we're talking about the same person ? i have never been known to be dramatic in the slightest. "

you feigned hurt as you pulled away from him, dramatically clutching your chest as you overdramatized your words, " my dear veritas, you wound me with your accusations. i have never been known to dabble in theatre. i am always and will always be a very serious and put together individual. "

veritas suppressed a sigh, his hand instinctually coming to grab the small of your back as you pulled away from him, keeping you in his hold for a moment longer, although he looked away, pretending to be offended by unable to hide the warmth in his eyes. " you're not dramatic ? perhaps i have to reevaluate my accusations, " he chuckles lightly, meeting your gaze. " your room awaits you as always. "

your free hand reached up to his face, taking his chin in your hand as you tilted his head, examining him thoroughly. " you haven't been sleeping well, " you pointed out, your tone a mix between disappointment and worry. " has the guild been overworking you ? do you need me to have a word with your seniors ? you mustn't neglect your health, you know. you have dark circles under your eyes, and your eyeliner is smudged slightly. "

veritas paused, caught off guard with your concern for him, but ultimately brushing it off as inconsequential. after all, he was taking care of himself, just a little overworked right now. " thank you for your concern, but i assure you, i do not require coddling. however, i suppose i should pay attention to my appearance, for your sake. "

" perhaps you should ! definitely for my sake ! i would simply combust on the spot if i found out my dear veritas was being overworked ! what would i do if you had no energy to enduring my yapping ? what would i do if you could no longer ground me, and allowed me to run amok with all of my terribly genius ideas ? " you pulled away from him while you talked, reaching for your luggage that you had left behind, your mouth running pretty constantly now that you were in his presence again. " why, the world would be turned into a chaotic mess ! there would be no order, only me running around with enough glitter and balloons to send you into a heart attack !"

" as you can see, if you're tired, this is surely the future that will come true. you must keep yourself healthy, for the sake of the world, you see ! " you laughed as you walked with him inside of the intelligentsia guild, your voice echoing in the otherwise quiet hallways.

" i'm certain the world would crumble without me, " veritas agreed, unable to maintain his stoic demeanor amidst your infectious laughter, " an apocalypse brought by your hand.. quite the disastrous scenario. " he shook his head at your antics, subtly grabbing your suitcase from your fingers, although his gesture did not go unnoticed by you. " the universe needs me to prevent such a fate. "

as you walked, a few people nodded to the two of you, each one getting an excited wave from you, as if you were a puppy excited to see so many people you knew within the same area. a member greeted the two of them, breaking the unspoken rule, and unprepared for it. " ah, you're back within the guild ! " he greeted warmly, stopping the two of you in your tracks.

you smiled at him, your hands behind your back as you spoke. " yes ! i absolutely must bring some color to this monotonous guild ! it's a pleasure to be back, as always. however, at the moment, i'm spending some quality time with my dearest veritas, so i will have to cause mayhem around the guild another time. " your words stung, no matter how gently you spoke them. you always prioritized spending time with veritas above all else, even if that meant turning other people's attention down. after all, you only got to see him once every three months, you had to make this time count.

" o-oh ! my apologies, i'm sorry for the interruption, " the man sulked off, embarrassment coloring his cheeks as he left the two of you alone. veritas didn't say anything, already well aware of where your loyalties lay, although it didn't stop him from holding an air of pride within him.

" perhaps we can find a balance between your chaos and my order during his trip, " veritas suggested as you walked, giving you a playful nudge. he opened the door of your room for you, letting you walk in first. as you settled into the room, you collapsed onto the bed dramatically. this room had became your home away from home, a place that you felt truly comfortable in. meanwhile, veritas settled into a chair, crossing his legs, watching you with a discerning gaze.

" ah, it's so good to be home ! " you whined, pulling a pillow from the bed into your arms, snuggling with it against your chest. " i have been running around like a dog ! world after world, to every corner of the universe, it seems ! " you looked over to veritas, unable to hide your smile, although you were trying to act depressed. " but i suppose i can't be too mad at it, since i enjoy it. what about you, my dearest ? how are your students treating you ? have you been letting more than 3% graduate this year, or is your strictness the focus of the class still ? "

with your attention on him, he feigned sympathy for you, listening intently. his lips twitched into a smile at your dramatization, unable to resist poking fun at you. " oh, the hardships of exploring the universe. truly, a terrible fate, " he deadpans, his voice holding no hint of amusement, although you had gotten used to his dry humor by now. he leaned back, his voice holding a hint of his usual demeanor.

" my students always struggle to meet my expectations. however, a diligent student shall always prosper under my guidance. "

" ah ! perhaps i should take a visit during one of your lectures ? i could whip the students into shape, you never know ! " you teased, rolling onto your tummy, your arms folding underneath your head as you looked up at him, kicking your feet.

he chuckled, raising an eyebrow at your suggestion. " i fear your interference might only worsen matters. they wouldn't stand a chance against you, " he seemed to miss the spark in your eyes until it was too late. your hand reached out, gently grabbing his from his spot in his chair, pulling him until he stood up and got closer to the bed.

" sit, veritas, " you commanded gently, patting the bed with your free hand next to you. " you are far too away. " you picked yourself up to face him properly, on your knees on the edge of the bed as you pulled him into a brief hug, which he reciprocated almost immediately after a moment's hesitation. " i missed you, veritas. these last three months have made it feel like forever since i was back in the intelligentsia guild. "

veritas relaxed into your embrace, his arms curling around you, the tension in his body easing. " indeed, the last three months have dragged on without you. your absence is palpable in my life. i'm.. glad to have you back, even if only for a little while. " he pulled away from your hold, his eyes searching yours, the sincerity in his voice unmistakable.

you couldn't help but laugh a little bit, your gaze soft as you admired your best friend. " ah, the great veritas ratio, renowned doctor and scholar of the cosmos, and yet, his best friend is not a scholar, nor a doctor, and i have only graduated once, unlike my dear veritas who's graduated over eight times. we are so different, and yet, he can't ever seem to shake me off of his tail. a pity, really, or is it ? i think i keep things interesting here. you would get bored if i wasn't here to occupy you, surely. "

" indeed, i find myself eternally cursed with your companionship, " veritas quipped, a note of fondness in the jest as his hand moved from your back to your cheek, gently caressing it with his thumb as he held the side of your face. you nuzzled into his touch almost immediately, your eyes closed. " a fate worse than death, no doubt. yet somehow, i survive. "

this is always how it goes: you make it back, and within the hour, the two of you trap yourselves in the bedroom to share in each other's presence to alleviate the stress of being away from one another for so long. both of you yield to the familiar routine, your bodies responding instinctively to the invitation. your world shrinks to the confines of the bedroom, to his arms, and to this moment.

you hesitated, your gaze flickering down to his lips as you looked at him, but you quickly looked back into his eyes, your words soft as you laughed. " ah ! consider me your own personal devil, keeping you forever by my side. "

you were just friends, right ?

so why were his lips on yours before you could recognize what was happening ? and why were you melting into the kiss, your arms keeping his body close to yours, your kiss deepening, his hands finding purchase on your hips, anchoring you to him. you reveled in the fire ignited by your passion, causing you to gently moan against his lips.

" ver-veritas- " you moaned out against his lips, your eyes fluttering closed as you allowed him to kiss you like this, a kiss that started off smooth and gentle, but got rougher as it progressed, more needy, more desperate. until your lips were sloppily smashed together, your hands grabbing at his vest, hands bunching up in the fabric. his robe slipped off of his shoulders and now hung lazily at his waist, just waiting for him to take his belt off so he could take it all off.

veritas took this time to grab you and push you onto your back on the bed, your legs spread willingly, inviting him closer. his assertiveness surprises you, but you welcome it wholeheartedly, the change in situations so swift that it threw you for a loop. had he seen you look at his lips so briefly ? what was getting into this man ? you did not take veritas for the kind of man to lose his control, and yet here he was, hovering on top of you, his body trapping yours.

he calls your name, his voice thick with emotion, betraying his usual persona. he gazes at you, his eyes mirroring his actions, the want in his eyes obvious. " i'm.. unable to escape you, indeed. but it's a gravitational pull that i find myself willingly falling into. you drive me mad. in ways i'm sure you find delightful. " his fingers trail down your sides, lingering on your hips, holding you firmly, his fingers digging into your body slightly. " let me have you. please. "

everything froze for you, and yet, you relented power to him, more than a little glad to be under his command. you were used to being the one in control during your day to day life - you're loud, commanding, and you have a million opinions that you need to voice. you were a chatterbox, and had a penchant for the love of doing stuff a little on the wild side.

there was only one person who could ever properly control you, properly tame you. he was veritas ratio, your best friend. you trusted him with your life, so you knew you were safe in his command. " mm- veritas, " you whispered softly, your fingers working on his vest, pulling it off of his body, your hands now roaming his naked torso, admiring the muscles underneath your fingertips. " you sure do know how to make a person want you, you know that ? " you teased, picking your head up from the pillow to trail kisses down his neck, " or perhaps, it's just me ? "

veritas' breath hitches, a hint of satisfaction coloring his tone. " its you, " he admitted, his hands working to undo his belt, letting his robes completely fall off of his body, the fabric being thrown onto the floor below you, before he started to work on your clothes, peeling off each layer with a haste that left you breathless. his hands roamed freely now, mapping your body with reverence.

" for tonight, you are mine, " veritas whispered, his proclamation of your body left in the air. " in every sense of the word. i want you, i want to lose myself in you. " he leaned down, each word punctuated by a kiss on your collarbone. " just as i've lost myself in countless debates and lectures, you are my focus. my obsession. "

you may be navigating new waters together, but it felt like a natural progression, the passion filling both of you up completely, pushing you past the brink. amidst the laughter and subtle flirtation, neither of you were even aware of the desires building up between the two of you until it spilled over. each touch, each whispered word, carried the weight of your connection. he pressed a tender kiss to your shoulder, relishing in the feel of your skin under his lips. " shall we proceed, or do you wish to draw this out further ? "

the two of you were completely naked now, your clothing long forgotten. you were reveling in the rushed, needy connection the two of you shared. you pulled him closer into another kiss, your hips bucking up into his hand as it hovered over your vulnerable hole. " you're the only one i want to do with with, veritas. please, you can.. take me, if you would like. please, touch me. " you pleaded, your voice cracking, showcasing the needy, desperate person underneath all of your confidence. now that you were done with the theatrics, your need for him was on display. you were striped bare, both physically and emotionally.

" please, " you whimpered, your hips bucking up again to meet his hand, hoping for just a little friction. " i need you to fuck me, veritas. i need to feel you inside of me. "

" how could i deny you ? " veritas whispered back, his breath hitched at your plea. he dipped a single digit into your warm and willing hole, his finger moving slowly at first, testing your readiness for him. then, he picked up the pace gradually, adding a second digit as he began a rhythm. you moaned, throwing your head back in pleasure as he finally gave you a taste of what you so desperately craved.

" please, " you urged once more, your pleas falling on receptive ears, although you weren't sure what you were asking for this time. yet, there's no rush in his movements, every caress of his calculated to heighten your desire further. your walls contracted around his fingers, so tight that it was hard for him to even thrust his finger inside of you, your body warm and inviting.

" your reactions make me.. greedy for more, " he admitted, his fingers deep inside of you, drawing another round of moans from you as you felt the familiar coil build up within your tummy. your heart pounds, synching with his rhythmic thrusts as he fucked your hole with his fingers. " you're ready for me, aren't you ? " veritas asked, his voice laced with expectation as you nodded helplessly.

you spread your legs for him willingly, pulling your knees up to your chest, giving him the perfect access to your body. " please, fuck me, veritas. " you begged, giving him enthusiastic consent to continue and pleasure you both, hissing as he withdrew his fingers. he positioned himself properly in between your legs, his gaze fixed on your face, as he guided himself into your hole.

you whimpered, your eyes rolling back as he entered you inch by inch, slowly penetrating you. his cock was so much bigger than your fingers, and it stretched you out as far as you could take it, your walls constricting around him, as if to milk his orgasm out of him immediately. " fuck..! fuck, you feel so good inside of me, veritas ! " you cried out.

veritas holds still for a moment, letting you adjust to his size, fighting the urge to thrust wildly. " relax, darling, " he instructs, his voice firm but gentle, " let me ease into you properly. "

as he finally sheathes himself inside of you completely, you couldn't help but grab at his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin. " f-fuck- " you cried out, as his hips began a slow roll, each movement calculated, as if he were afraid of hurting you.

" control, veritas, " he whispered to himself as if he needed a reminder, his breath ragged, " don't lose control yet. "

your eyes followed the path of his body as his cock disappeared into you, and then resurfaced. veritas struggled to maintain control, his fingers digging into your thighs, keeping them pressed against your chest and spread for him. " our bodies were made for each other, " veritas' possession of you was clear, and you didn't argue with him, knowing he was right.

each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through your body as you writhed underneath him, " you fill me up so, so nicely, veritas, " you gasped as he fucked you gently. you knew he was trying hard to control himself, desperate not to lose himself in you, but you had already long gave up control, and you wanted him to as well. " i-i want you to fuck me so hard i'm seeing stars, veritas. please, " you begged, moans slipping from your lips with every thrust of his.

veritas' breathing becomes erratic, your pleas for roughness seeping into his mind, breaking down his barriers. " oh, fuck- " he groans, his voice low and gruff, " what have you done to me ? " without warning, his hips piston faster, his movements becoming more forceful. you asked to be fucked stupid, and he's all too eager to oblige.

" fu-fuck..! just like that, veritas ! " you cried out, your body responding to his new pace, his thrusts becoming sharper. with each thrust inside of you, your moans grew louder, fueling your mutual desires. you felt the coil build up again, threatening to spill over at any moment. your entire body tensed at the prospect of an orgasm, your mind going hazy as you lost yourself in his body.

" does this satisfy you ? " he breaths against your skin, his voice laden with lust, as you nod eagerly, unable to manage a coherent sentence, " i'm almost there, please. just hold on a bit longer. " he could feel you nearing the precipice. your bodies move in sync, your connection electric as you adjusted to each other's needs, learning each other's bodies like you knew each other's minds.

" ready for me, darling ? " veritas leaned forward, spreading your legs further apart so he had access to your face, his lips pressing against yours in a sloppy kiss. " i'm so close- fuck- "

your body responded eagerly, your back arching towards him, and you whimpered against his lips, your mouth open to let him kiss you, drooling slightly. " i- i am too, veri- fill me up, make me yours..! " you couldn't hold on anymore, your orgasm exploding inside of you, causing you to moan helplessly against him, your bodies becoming one entirely. he couldn't control himself anymore, his hips meeting yours as his eyes shut for a moment, his jaw clenching, wanting to prolong this for as long as possible, but he couldn't hold it back anymore.

" i- fuck, " he growled, pulling out of you, his hand dropping from your thigh to his cock, stroking himself for a moment as he milked his orgasm out of himself, his cum splattering all over your stomach and chest, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath, both of you finally coming back down from the high of being with each other in such an intimate way.

" ve-veri.. " you whispered a little, your legs dropping down, hurting from where they had been bent so far for so long. you both knew what this meant, and for the first time in a really long time, you were at a loss for words. you had no idea what to say to him, how to even approach the conversation that the two of you were going to undoubtedly need.

but somehow, you weren't worried. this was veritas, this felt natural. he leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss on your cheek. " let's discuss it after our bath, no ? i believe we have a lot to talk about. "

sure. you could handle a bath with veritas.

ᴘᴇʀɪᴏᴅ ꜱᴇx? ⨟ ʜꜱʀ ᴍᴇɴ

✭ pairing(s): aventurine, dr ratio, boothill, gallagher, sunday, sampo, jing yuan, blade, luocha, dan heng, gepard, caelus, welt (seperate) x reader

✩ inspo: im feeling sick in the head and also Fuck Me by Vernon Jane

✧ a/n: uhhmmmm i deserve to be a little freaky and weird and perverse ALSO IDK WHY THE X LOOKS LIKE THAT AND ITS ANNOYING ME TOO. LETS IGNORE IT, TOGETHER

🗒 cw: SMUT, gn! afab reader (for the bad bitches with uteruses), period sex (spoiler: theyre ALL into it.), fingering, face sitting, use of toys, dry humping (?), thigh riding, cunnilingus, thigh job, mutual masturbation, cowgirl/boy position, mating press, not proofread

✎ wc: 4.1k

MINORS DNI, 18+ ONLY

⎯ Aventurine

AVENTURINE is all for it, if it means it’ll make you feel better. He prefers to use toys, if anything. He doesn’t mind getting his hands dirty, but he’s more worried about hurting you. So he’s got a set of vibrators specifically that he likes to use while you’re on your period. And if you ask, he’ll probably buy a couple new ones, as well.

You do your best to stay still underneath Aventurine, eyes shut tight as you buck your hips up against the wand between your legs. Aventurine looks down smugly at you, mirth glimmering in those beautiful eyes of his. The beneath your stomach had long since turned into a delicious feeling of wholeness and warmth, and you couldn’t help but chase after it. Aventurine, for once, cannot bring himself to tease about how desperate you are to cum.

He had amped up the wand to its max intensity, just to make sure you had felt it through your clothes. Not that you hadn’t, you were practically pushing your pussy up against it the minute he had brought out the vibrator, doing anything to get yourself off. You feel the pleasure mounting all too quickly, yet chase after it nonetheless. You grab Aventurine’s wrist and whined, legs tensing and closing as if to ward off the vibrator. And like that, the pressure releases, giving way to a blissful feeling, the last of your cramps fading away so… easily.

“That good, huh?” Aventurine chides, a sultry grin plastered on his features as he lowers the intensity of the vibrator, yet still presses it up against your clothed clit to let you ride out your high. You don’t respond, basking in the sensation (and the fact that your cramps are gone).

⎯ Dr. Ratio

VERITAS may act hesitant when you bring up the idea, but he doesn’t say no. He’s more worried about how he should go about it than anything, and while it isn’t unfamiliar territory to him, he’s just… unsure of himself. Ultimately, he settles on toys, normally vibes, but dildos will do as well.

It was rather late by the time you had come complaining to him, and he was already behind on grading his student’s papers. Normally, he’d tell you to give him a couple more minutes to finish up his work and you give him that time, but with how much you're groaning and talking about the pain, he’s quite quick to put his pen down. He adjusts himself and slides open his legs, patting his thigh for you to sit down on, with barely another word.

And of course you sit down, your cramps had been killing you all day and you were desperate to find any way to get rid of them because painkillers just… weren’t working. You start to weakly grind against his thigh, hands holding yourself up by his strong shoulders. His right arm wraps around your waist and guides you slow rocking movements, fishing through his desk and finding a vibrator wand. He felt a little embarrassed to have kept something so… lewd in his desk, but then again, there were moments like this that made him feel a little bit better about keeping it.

He sets it on a lower setting, pressing it against your clit and you grind against his thigh. He watches intently, his gaze soft as he does his best to coax you through it, small, soft praises that no one would expect from Veritas himself. But he’s worried, more than aroused. If this is what helps your cramps, then he doesn’t mind, he doesn’t even protest. He watches as your face goes from tensed to relaxed, moaning out his name and even small ‘thank you’s as your heat mounts.

⎯ Boothill

You don’t even have to ask BOOTHILL, the minute you complain about your cramps, he’s on his knees, tugging at the hem of your pants. He prefers to eat you out on your period, given his skilled tongue. Any ‘but’s you had when you first brought the idea up were quickly swept away, he’d eat you out every day of the week during your cycle, or even all day, if you needed it.

Boothill groans against your sex, head buried between your thighs as your hands tug at his hair, a silent praise for just how good he was doing. While he feels quite feverish, his pace is slow and languid, drawing out every little sound of yours he can. The metallic taste on his tongue is just another reward, really. His hands grip your thighs as he presses a series of kisses against your clit, before delving his tongue back into your heat.

Soft sighs escape you as he continues his ministrations, unbothered by the way you squirm every so often or tug at his hair. He’s drunk off the taste of you, really. He laps up the blood as if it was his last meal, groaning every now and then when he had to take a breath. Sometimes he murmurs something in your flesh, too muffled for you to hear, but the vibrations of his gravelly voice provide an exquisite feeling. If you could do this all day, you would.

Heat curls beneath your stomach as Boothill suckles on your clit, thighs pressing against either side of his face as you grind your hips further into his mouth like he wasn’t close enough. Your head spins as you finally let go, letting out a low moan and cumming into his mouth. He licks it all up, letting out a low, guttural sound of approval, his mouth pressed against your folds for a second longer. He withdraws with a gentle kiss pressed to your clit, and a cocky grin sent your way. He quite enjoys the mess.

⎯ Gallagher

The minute you brought the idea up, GALLAGHER is down. He’d do anything you asked him to, from simply fingering you to full on penetration, whatever you want, he does. He wants you to feel better, and by Aeons, he’ll do just that. Would period cramps even exist in a dream? Doesn’t matter. If he knows it’ll help you, he’s on it.

His fingers sink deep within your pussy, a satisfied smile gracing his lips as you roll your hips against his fingers, moaning softly. His thumb presses against your clit, rubbing circles against it. Lewd squelching sounds fill your ears and you desperately chase after his fingers every time the pull back slightly, head leaning back against Gallagher’s shoulder, splayed out in his lap.

“That’s it,” He coos, his free hand wrapped around your waist, squeezing at your hip. He presses a quick kiss to the crook of your neck, pulling you impossibly closer as he picks up the pace of his fingers. Heat spreads throughout your body, your eyes rolling back as you surrender to the feeling. “Doesn’t that feel better, sweetheart?”

Before you can catch it, your orgasm sneaks up on you all too quickly. You barely felt it build up, and now you’ve cum on Gallagher’s fingers. He lets out a throaty chuckle as you do so, tilting your head and moaning into his ear. With a few more pumps of his rough fingers, he pulls them out slowly, admiring his work. You breathe heavily, doing what you can to catch your breath. Your eyes follow his hand as he brings it up to his mouth, sucking off the rest of your blood and cum from his fingers with a satisfied, sultry look.

⎯ Sunday

SUNDAY would feel quite… down, knowing that period cramps still exist within Penacony. Knowing you can’t even escape them in the Dreamscape, he can’t help but wallow a little. But, with that, he will do anything to take away the pain. And when you suggest period sex, he’s practically scrambling for a condom.

Water sloshes around you as Sunday’s hands curl up at your sides, nails digging into flesh. He presses his nose to the crook of your neck, moaning against your skin as he bucks his hips up into you. Your back is pressed flush against his chest, his cock buried within you as he does his best to guide you by your hips. He lets out soft groans here and there, evidently enjoying this more than you are.

He does his best to minimize splashing, yet he is eager to please, and to make you feel better. He isn’t rough or fast, taking you at a rather languid pace, but with how feverish his groans are, how his hips stutter every now and then, he’s rather close himself. He can’t help himself, simply being this close to you has him hard. You roll your head back, moaning against his ear, and he just can’t help but cum.

You follow soon after as Sunday peppers kisses against your neck, sloppily at first, but becoming more refined as he shakes off that needy headspace. The pressure in your stomach gives way to blissful heaven then nothingness, the pain that spread to your stomach and legs, gone, just like that. When you turn your head to look at Sunday, he was a gentle smile plastered to his lips, eyelashes fluttering as if he himself had felt your pain go away.

⎯ Argenti

ARGENTI does everything that he can for you when you start your period. No questions asked. In fact, he’s the one that brings up the idea of sex. He’ll eat you out as you wish, finger you, or simply fuck you as gently or as hard as you wish. He doesn’t mind a mess, he actually quite likes it.

He indulges in his desires so easily when it’s you. When his eyes flutter open, he looks up at you with the utmost devotion, head buried between your thighs as you ride his face. Your moans only spur him on, and when you look behind you, you can see his painfully hard erection that has gone untouched. He planned on delighting you in every single way you asked him to, but insisted on starting with his favorite.

Argenti whimpers against your flesh, too caught up in his own selfish desires as his normally profound and rather elegant tongue-fucking turns feverish and sloppy, as if this was something he had always wanted. It was hard for him to break his normally so composed character, and yet here he was, so messy for his lover above him, he himself was desperate to quell the cramps you had been dealing with. His mouth works at a head-spinning pace for once, licking a fat stripe up your folds, kissing your clit, then practically making out with whatever he could put his mouth on.

Just as you orgasm, he lets out a guttural groan, something that came from deep within his throat, lapping up what he can and more. Yet, when you look behind you, Argenti’s cock is drooling, flushed, with sticky white tendrils coating his abdomen. His face flushes when you notice, but he doesn’t hide it. “Apologies…” He mutters against your flesh, giving it another kiss before raising your hips and helping you get off.

⎯Sampo Koski

Whatever you need, SAMPO has for you. He prefers to finger you while on your period, but he doesn’t mind full on sex, or even using toys. If he can’t be there when you’re on your period, he’ll make sure you have plenty of toys to keep yourself… company.

Sampo groans softly behind you, his leg thrown over yours as you two spoon, his fingers gliding over your folds. He doesn’t dare push them in, not yet, anyways. As much as you begged him, he wanted to be as difficult as possible, no matter how much you complained how bad the cramps were getting. Despite that, you were shuddering at any long stroke, the way his pointer and middle finger caged your clit in between them, a satisfied hum coming from his throat.

“Mmm…” He moans, grinding against your ass. He still can’t help getting himself off, the sounds of your breath hitching and soft moans as you ask him for more, how can he not get off on that? How selfish of him, really, to abate your pleasure in favor for his… “Feels good, huh?”

The audacity of this man, it’s as if he’s taunting you. Before you can complain, he finally presses both fingers to your clit, rubbing agonizingly slow circles around it. His grinding borders on desperate as he does so, burying the face in the crook of your neck as his eyebrows furrow. The bastard had came before he even gave you the chance to build up… but he doesn’t leave you hanging. As if he felt bad that he had teased you. His fingers sink into your heat, thumb pressed against your clit. He pumps them at a leisurely pace, unhurried still. Sampo’s breath is heavy as he comes down from his high, head still spun up in the need to please. He’ll apologize correctly, he swears, after you cum AT LEAST twice…

⎯ Jing Yuan

JING YUAN is actually quite delighted to have any hand in making you feel better. From making sure you have you painkillers and enough snacks, to making sure your need is sated. He’s quite happy when you ask for sex, and his go to is NORMALLY fingering, but tonight, he’s feeling a little different…

Warm water runs down your back as you press your lips to Jing Yuan’s shoulder, the scent his cologne filling your senses. After a long day of work, he had proposed a shower with you, but now, it had long been forgotten, his large hands placed on your hips as he rolled his own slowly. His cock is pressed between your thighs, dragging against your folds, the head notching against your clit every few seconds. The push and pull makes your head spin, leaning in to him to keep yourself up.

He had been craving you all day, almost too distracted to finish his work. He didn’t know exactly what brought on the sudden bout of clinginess, you were always on his mind, yes, but nothing quite like this. So, when he came home to you, complaining about your cramps, it felt like every aligned, clicked into place. He was quick to comfort you… and more.

He chuckles softly above you as your nails dig into his arms, which was quickly replaced with a low, content moan. He leans his head down, picking up the pace of his thrusts ever so slightly, causing you to gasp. Your thighs tense as pressure rises beneath your stomach, Jing Yuan kept up with the steady pace. Slowly, drag after drag, the pressure builds, and then releases as you shudder, pressed up against him. He guides you through your orgasm, his thrusts slow as he allowed you to come down from your high. He held off his own orgasm, pulling away from you with a soft smiler, an even softer gaze.

⎯ Blade

BLADE may sound reluctant but he’s quite thrilled with the idea. He doesn’t mind fingering you, but he actually quite enjoys giving you head. To have his mouth pressed against you, a towel beneath you, while he works his magic… he could ask for nothing more.

He’s feeling especially ravenous tonight, and has you perched up on the couch, over his face, while he strokes his cock. The other hand holds you by your thigh, letting out low grunts and groans in between sloppy kisses and licks to your pussy. He’s greedy, but unhurried, making sure to let his contentment be known through lewd noises.

He doesn’t say much, as he normally does, simply feasting on whatever he can. Moans escaped him as he continued to stroke himself, hips bucking impatiently. His teeth scrape against your folds every now and then, taking what he wants. He draws out any sounds he can from you, his pace bordering on desperation. His grip tightens on your thigh, watching as you tense every now and then.

Ultimately, your moans become more frequent, Blade’s sloppy eating getting to you as heat surges through your body, your hands gripping the back of the couch. You look down between your legs and meet Blade’s gaze, fiery and passionate. You can’t help but lose yourself in those eyes, even with such a lewd action. He laps up every drop of your essence, letting out a satisfied hum before shifting his attentions to his own cock, desperate to get himself off, as if he was finished. Which, he wasn’t, really. It was the first of many orgasms that night, he’d make sure it was.

⎯ Luocha

Far be it for LUOCHA to deny you pleasure. Especially when you come to him glassy eyed, hands over your stomach, muttering about how you’d do anything to make the cramps go away. He’d do anything to see you smiling again. And when your eyes light up at the suggestion, he’s more than happy to go through with it.

You had asked him for help, and by Aeons, Luocha would make sure you would feel better. He cages you in via a mating press, his hair falling around you like a veil. His eyes are closed and eyebrows furrowed as he moans, pressing as deep into you as he can. His voice was groggy and heavy, only to have just woken up. Yet he was lucid enough to lose himself within you.

He leans in and presses a feverish kiss to your lips, his strokes slow and measured, pausing every time his cock was fully seated in you. At this moment he could care less about the blood on his dick, too tired to control his desires and submitting to some sort of primal urge that welled within him. Luocha, so normally controlled, yet still a slave to desire.

It was early morning, you yourself didn’t know what time exactly. You had just woken up, and for whatever reason you just couldn’t sleep. Unfortunately, your cramps had caught up to you before you could fall asleep, and aside from moaning and groaning in bed, you had woken up Luocha to help, at least not wanting to be alone while it felt like your cramps were eating you alive. He seemed so eager to help, and now that you were beneath him, you understood why.

⎯ Dan Heng

DAN HENG is not adverse to the idea at all, the first time you had asked, he was quick to suggest toys. Any time your cycle comes around and you suggest period sex, he’s got a towel at the ready and a vibrator of your choice picked out.

He sits behind you, eyes transfixed on your sex as he presses a wand up to your clit. His hand rests on your thigh as you buck your hips against the toy, whining softly. You do your best to keep quiet, Dan Heng’s lack of noise making you feel slightly awkward. Yet, he spurs you on in his own quiet way, pressing the wand a little harder against your clit.

His fingers trail from your thigh to your hip, now resting his chin on your shoulder. He listens intently to all the little sounds you make, before whispering silent praises to you. You had already cum twice, your cramps a distant thought by now. But you had asked for more, and Dan Heng would deliver, as always.

Before your orgasm can creep up on you, he pulls the vibrator away from you and shuffles out from behind you. You complain, but he urges you to lay down, rifling through one of your drawers for a box of condoms. He looks back at you with a barely noticeable smirk. Something that told you to hush up and wait…

⎯ Gepard

While GEPARD is hesitant when the suggestion of period sex is proposed, when you tell him that it could help lessen your cramps, he’s rather eager to get started. He finds that his fingers work best, if you two can’t find a condom.

Gepard is quite antsy when you come home, you had texted him that you had had a bad day, and that your cramps were kicking your ass, and he wanted to make it allll better. He had bought you all sorts of treats, flowers, ordered takeout, the list goes on. And when the door opened he had showered you with all sorts of questions, what else he could do to make your day better, how he can help, whatever he could do. One question makes you shake off your bad mood so quickly, though: “Do you want me to get you your vibrator?”

So there you are, sitting across from Gepard, legs open as you press the want to your clit, while he strokes himself slowly. His eyes drop to your folds, his face practically red. He feels… perverted, but he just can’t help himself. Your soft breaths guiding his arousal, eyes darting nervously between your face and to your pussy, then back to your face.

Eventually, he came prematurely, stuttering over his words and muttering apologies after he does, only to be met with a soft sigh from you. He can’t help but watch with rapt fascination, that same flush painting his face continuously. And when you cum, he practically cuddles up to you, peppering kisses across your face and neck, praising you.

⎯ Caelus

You don’t bring up the idea, CAELUS does. He practically begs before you even get the chance to say you’re down. He goes all in, really, depends on what you are feeling like. You want him to eat you out? He’s on his knees. Want him to fuck you? All good with him. He’ll use toys as well, if you aren’t comfortable with any part of him being in you.

He shudders beneath you as his hands guide your hips up and down his cock, groaning softly, eyes heavy-lidded and glassy, eyes darting everywhere like he doesn’t know exactly what to look at. You prop yourself up by your hands on his chest, head dipped as every thrust makes you forget all about your woes.

He does his best not to cum, simply the sight of you riding him like that, taking what you want, it feels like it’s too much. He always did his best to make your periods tolerable, if you weren’t down for sex, he’d grab any snack he could, make sure you had a heating pad, pain killers, and whatever else you wanted. But when you were down for sex, Aeons, he could go all night. That’s one perk of housing a stellaron inside of his body.

“F-Fudge, you’re good…” Caelus groans. You can’t help but chuckle softly at the word ‘fudge’, you know exactly where– who– he picked it up from, and he returns your chuckle in kind. He was never one to take sex seriously, and will never, even when it’s something like… fucking your cramps away.

⎯ Welt

Who better to take care of you than WELT YANG? He does not mind the mess at all, whichever way you want him to take you, he will do. He’s on top of everything, the painkillers you need, snacks you’d like, eating pads, the whole thing. And when it comes to you asking him about period sex? He gladly says yes.

“Feeling better?” Welt murmurs against your skin, his fingers sinking into your warm heat. He knew well enough that of course one little movement wouldn’t make your cramps go away. But with how reassuring he had been, and even how quick he was to comply with your request for sex. He had set a towel beneath you, and even brought out a myriad of toys to use if you so wished.

Slowly he pumped his fingers inside you, head resting on your shoulder as he watched his own movements. His gentle smile persists as you moan, melting at his touch. His free hand strokes your back, coaxing you through it with soft words as your walls clamp around his fingers. He draws out each motion for you, slow and deliberate, pressing a kiss to your shoulder with each moan you let out.

Even with his slow movements, you find that your orgasm sneaks up on you all too quickly. You press your legs together as if to keep him out, heat curling up beneath your stomach and down your legs. He doesn’t stop, simply nudging your legs open with his free hand, curling his fingers and hitting juuust the right spot. You whine and cum over his fingers, grinding your hips against them weakly. He allows you to ride out your high, that placant smile playing on his lips still.

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fem reader x sunday, aventurine, dr ratio, boothill, blade + jing yuan ( separate ) ; a six character special because i just think aftercare is always a good to think about with your favs. petnames; my dear, my angel, darlin’, my love. comfort. a lot of cuddling - praise - rest. boothill picks you up. very soft aftercare moments. ₊ 𓂃 masterlist.

⭒ SUNDAY

sunday was particularly attentive after losing himself in you completely and he was extremely thorough in his efforts just as much. even despite the way the amber in his gaze is still a little dazed in itself, his usual perfect appearance disheveled and flushed— his first priority was still always you. he took a lot of pride in taking care of you and it was a role he seemed to step in to quite easily in your relationship.

even when his hips have come to still between your thighs, ceasing their back and forth stutter. you still feel the gentle caress and palm of his hands along your body and hips as he gazes down at you, his chest rising and falling with every shakey breath he takes as he brings himself back down from his blissful state.

it’s an almost fond look sunday gives you, like he’s examining you for any surface aches or bruises— it was quite easy for himself to lose control of himself when it came to you afterall, even despite the way he always longed for it. you seemed to untangle the more intricate parts of him quite easy so he felt it only right to make sure you were enjoying the process.

you’re blinking slowly as your eyes gaze up to meet him over you and he gives you a softer, drowsier smile before he leans in to kiss you once with the look. “you are quite astounding, my dear.” he praises, as he always does in the most intimate moments between you both— fingertips still pressing against your skin as you catch your breath and he watches you shudder as he eventually wills himself to pull out of you.

although it’s not without making a mess as sunday’s gaze is for a moment drawn to the way his cum seeps out of your spent pussy, pressing between your still sensitive folds as he sighs almost contently, watching it dampen his expensive sheets. he gets the urge to take his fingers and push it back from where it came, but he notices the tremble of your thighs and decides to spare you the overstimulation… this time.

hes still kneeling between your spread legs but his eyes flicker up to you once more to notice you already looking, drowsily.

“i think it is safe to assume you are quite pleased, or am i wrong to assume as such? although it may be hard to deny given your previous… reactions, hm?” sunday leans in to have you both share another kiss as he asks, he knows the answer, but he still enjoys feeling you murmur against his lips as you nod out a yes.

although despite how he’s still flushed, it’s swift the way he pushes himself to rest at the edge of the bed— reaching for the damp cloth that he’d set out for you before you’d both began as he begins to clean up your shared mess. he wipes you gently, paying particular attention the the small hisses you make as he slows his movements and you appreciate the care he takes.

resting it aside again before he rewards you with another kiss and it makes your lashes flutter.

“is there something i may fetch for you? you need only ask and it is yours.” sunday’s voice calls you from your half asleep state of mind as you look up at him, although it also encourages you to roll closer to where he’s resting half on the bed as you answer.

“no, i’m okay for now. a little sticky though and sleepy.” your voice is slightly worn still from your cries of his name earlier— he can still remember those sweet sounds. but you’re dreamier now, blinking up at him adorably and it makes him hum contently as a means of acknowledgment.

you lean into sunday’s touch quite eagerly when you feel his palm rest against your cheek for a moment, swiping at the skin before he’s pushing himself to stand and you watch him as he crosses the room — comfortable in his nudity after your many shared nights together.

he doesn’t go far, making his way to the bathroom to flick on the light before you lose sight of him slightly. instead hearing him quietly start the shower for you both and adjusting the heat no doubt, to the exact temperature you like before you see his figure return and his hand outstretches to reach for you as you rest in his sheets.

you don’t hesitate to let sunday take your hand as he comes closer, “are you able to stand, my angel? or would you like me to escort you, it sh’ant be a problem— either way i assure you you’ll be repaid thoroughly for your efforts.”

you watch him as he brings your hand to his lips with his words, pressing a quick kiss against the instead of your wrist before he’s peppering a softer few half way up the length of your forearm and it makes you burn with the affection he bathes you in.

you push yourself up to meet sunday as he wraps you in him — supporting you as a means to make sure you’re steady on your feet, you use it as an excuse to remain close to him. “i think im okay, just a little shakey. hold me?” you’re aware it’s a simple request but you also know that he’ll be more than eager to fulfil it as he presses you close to him, leading you along the elegant space of his bedroom as his hands hold you tightly.

his gaze remains on you completely, proudly as he admires you—

“if you insist, nonetheless i will stay by your side.”

⭒ AVENTURINE

the moments that lingered afterwards with aventurine were careful, but still with that underlay of sweet intimacy that always seemed to curl its way between you both. he took it seriously and with that you did the same, always taking it as the opportunity to care for eachother and make sure the other was doing okay after giving so much between you both.

but it starts slow— you’re trembling beneath him where you’re resting now, feeling his cock softening inside of your still twitching walls as his lips trace against your throat gently. you can feel every breath he takes along your spit-soaked nerves as you both lie there— quietly, despite your shared breathing and you feel his hair trace ticklishly across your collarbones as he leans into you.

you both bask in it, the careful sort of atmosphere that settles over you both before eventually aventurine makes the first move, sighing before he speaks against the crook of your neck. “well that was quite the show.” he follows it with a soft chuckle before he pulls back and his eyes are on yours immediately. “nicely done, as expected.”

his words make you smile, softly as you gaze up at him and you take note of the way his hands still seem to be holding you, massaging gently at where they hold you like he’s soothing any unease that may be left behind.

although you’re not sure he even realises he’s doing it himself, he still had his moments of intimacy that were quite difficult for him to express.

aventurine sighs again, although it’s more of a drowsy, content sound than one of annoyance before he carefully slips his cock out of you. he watches you closely as he does, takes note of the crease of your brows at the sensitivity before he’s offering you a soft squeeze to your ankle as a means to settle you, and it does, for the most part despite the way you’re still throbbing at your lingering pleasure.

he realises himself that he’s staring before you point it out and he clears his throat after a few moments before pushing himself to the edge of the bed, “but before anything else, let’s get you cleaned up.” the usual soft tone he uses seems to return as he reaches to quickly grab a damp cloth from the side of the bed.

it’s not that aventurine was always this prepared but he normally had one atleast within reach if he knew there was a chance he would need it, and there always was when it came to you. although you both know it’s not expected, you both share an appreciation for that too.

but before he reaches for you again he waits, not quite touching you yet as he lifts his gaze to meet yours again and you offer him another one your soft, drowsy smiles when you realise. “its okay.” you hum, granting him what he seeks.

it was a careful push and pull, but it was appreciated.

so with that, aventurine begins to move softly— using one hand to move your thighs as he wipes you down with the damp cloth. making sure his movements are careful but also light enough not to hurt you as he peeks at you through swipes, “if it’s too much, just say the word.” he hums, and you do too in aknowledgement.

it doesn’t take him long before he’s done and he communicates that with another squeeze to your ankle before you’re pouting at the loss of his touch a moment later. he notices the expression immediately,

“why the long face?” aventurine drawls, tilting his head at you, but the usual sly look on his face seems to waver with his next question. “does something hurt?”

you answer quite quickly given the implication, “come here?” and your arms out stretch to reach for him as you do.

you almost see his shoulders drop in relief as soon as he realises the innocence to your request and ofcourse it’s one that he’s quite eager to fulfil. so aventurine does, he finds himself crawling over you once more— although it’s different this time even in your shared nudity, it’s with another intention.

but he makes sure to tease you softly regardless, “oh? and here i thought you’d had enough already. then again, ill take it as a compliment.” aventurine smiles, softly as his eyes glimmer beneath the dim lights in his extravagant bedroom and it makes you grumble before reaching up to wrap your arms around him.

he chuckles as you mumble something ineligible under your breath, but he’s sure it was some tight lipped retort so he responds charmingly. “fine.. fine, do your worst.”

although aventurine seems to melt into you almost immediately as you hug into him and he welcomes it by wrapping his arms beneath your waist all the same, taking his previous place against the crook of your neck again before you hum.

“comfy?” you ask, earnestly and you’re sure you feel his lips smile from where they’re pressed against your skin before he answers.

“that’s inevitable. i might even consider this one of my more worthwhile gambles.” aventurine squeezes at your waist as he responds, hugging you a little closer while you keep him pressed over you and you feel quite comfortable despite the way you both still need to really wash the sweat off of you.

but for now this is fine, “cuddling is hardly a gamble, you win regardless.” you giggle— seemingly getting a little of your energy back and it makes the gambler over you coo, chuckling airily.

“don’t misunderstand, it was a mere reminder.” for anyone else it may seem like a cold sort of response, he knows that— so aventurine makes sure to accompany it with a gentle kiss beneath your ear before he follows it with what he really means to say.

“but yes, you could say victory is assured. although i can’t say i don’t enjoy reaping the rewards.” you squeeze your arms around him as you listen, like you’re acknowledging the compliment and you do truly appreciate it— appreciate him and the gentle sort of intimacy that you both seem to have fallen into.

its almost like you had no choice in falling into eachother, it happened naturally— like fate willed it to.

but the comfort aventurine seems to bring you now makes your limbs feel suddenly heavy as you yawn beneath him, “do you want to get up?” you ask— and you’re sure he’s already aware of what you want his answer to be when he offers you another whisper of a kiss against your throat.

you’re sure he’s smirking,

“this suits me just fine.”

⭒ DR RATIO

there was always a certain seriousness to ratio’s aftercare routine, a certain intricacy that you found great comfort in as you both rest intertwined together now. his body is well trained afterall and a few aches are to be expected given his stature which is why he takes extra care in the moments that linger afterwards.

it’s quiet between you both, asides from your own shared breathes and the way you can hear your heart thudding against your chest, you half wonder if the man over you can hear it too. his hips are still resting snug and tight against yours and you can still feel the steady throb of his cock as it rests inside of you— softening almost in time with your breathes as his bangs fall handsomely over his gaze.

“if you have any particularly troublesome aches please let them be known before they get out of hand, the sooner we identify them the easier they are to deal with.” the look ratio gives you is gentle as he remains leaning over you, his fingers caressing your cheek softly as he wills you to answer his question. your voice is still a little scratchy in your throat, strained from the moans and cries of the very man’s names a few moments ago but still you manage it.

“just the usual things i think, i don’t really know right now.”

“very well, we mustn’t soil the bed more than we already have. a bath may suffice, wouldn’t you agree? i’ll be sure to get started on it immediately.” he moves from over you quickly but gently, making sure to soothe you as he pulls his cock from your puffy folds and taking a moment to admire the way his cum follows him before soaking the sheets beneath you.

ratio huffs at that a little, but he’s quick to put it out of his mind when he feels you hiss slightly— the aches settling in no doubt as he moves to lean against the headboard. his muscled arm rests outstretched and you don’t hesitate to gently roll yourself towards it, as he knew you would and he welcomes you, letting you curl up into his chest as you rest in the space between his bicep and his shoulder.

“don’t go right now.” your voice calls softly and it makes ratio hum beside you immediately, large palms smoothing and squeezing along the planes of your body like he’s vigilant he’s hurt you in some way— although he was probably more aware of your limits than he is his own. you just blink up at him,

“something the matter?” he asks curtly when you don’t continue, a smooth drawl that makes you curl into him a little closer and he welcomes you with another squeeze.

“no, i just want to rest for a bit longer.” it’s an innocent little statement— it was true there was no rush for him to leave, he was quite comfortable having you against him. his fingertips press gently beneath your chin as he tilts your head up towards his own and he leans in, a movement you welcome quite eagerly—

“well.. in just a moment then. will that suffice?” ratio grumbles before he’s leaning in to kiss you on the lips, then another as the next lingers a little longer — twisting into the give of your mouth as his tongue teases yours. but in an instant, he’s pulling away and you can’t help but find yourself pouting about it.

the muscles in his chest bounce as he scoffs at your new expression, charmingly, as his bangs fall along his face again and he truly did resemble one of the most beautiful sculptures beneath you. expertly carved lines and muscle, handsome features but they were truly timeless. he makes a show of clearing his throat when he notices you staring,

“you should rest, my dear. i’ll call for you when it’s ready, until then just… just be gentle with yourself, won’t you? overexertion isn’t good for anyone.” ratio’s gaze is soft and assuring when he speaks but his words only urge you to cuddle in a little closer and he continues to do the exact opposite of what he says he’s going to as you do.

“i will… but you’re really comfy right now so you can’t move.” you blink up at him, sleepy and still dazed from the remnants of your lingering pleasure.

so he rests there, just for a little while longer, maybe due to the way he’s still feeling a little softer himself from his own orgasm but he doesn’t mind it too much. your head rests against ratio’s shoulder and you feel his arm around you begin to trace softly along the length of your spine.

you know he’ll get up soon— he couldn’t quite stand to rest in his own sweat and fluids but you’re sure the intimacy will continue when you’re both resting in the warm press of the bath water, he always makes sure to fill it with your favourite soak after your nights together. he looks at you again, you’re sure there’s a million thoughts behind his eyes but his full attention remains on you,

“very well, i guess that fits within the bounds of reason considering your current state. but only for a moment, you will be much more comfortable when we are through cleaning up, of that i can assure you.”

⭒ BOOTHILL

boothill couldn’t help but take aftercare seriously — especially knowing the capabilities of his body and it was near impossible for him not too get a little carried away in the moments he’s watching your reactions. so he always felt it to be a sort of apology afterwards for being so rough with you, not that you were ever one to complain but he also liked the way you seemed to cling to him a little tighter too.

you feel the cool metal press of the galaxy ranger’s palms squeeze at your thighs as he presses them down on the mattress beneath you— admiring the way your slick is coating the metal of his cock and giving it a sheen that he’s sure would get his heart racing if he still had one.

sometimes boothill almost feels it still beat like a phantom pain of sorts, although it tends to be everytime he looks at you rather than just now. but you’re blinking up at him real pretty from where you’re pressing your head back into the pillows— wet eyed and dazed from your orgasm and he’s pretty sure that look alone would’ve made it skip a few beats aswell.

“din’t hurt ya did i, darlin’? almost got me carried away with how fudgin’ sweet ya were lookin’ back there.” his words carry an affectionate sort of drawl as his hands continue to massage and palm at your skin, gently as he lets you settle.

“i’m okay, don’t worry— it felt really good.” you’re smiling up at boothill as you answer, letting a small airy sort of laugh fall from your lips and he can’t help but hum in appreciation at the praise from you.

he nods at you, although the smile on his lips is hard to miss as he does, “yeah, that’s good.” and his fingers continue to squeeze at your body— making their way higher up the planes of your skin until he’s pinching at your waist playfully and it makes your legs kick out slightly at the ticklish touch. it only takes a moment before he’s closing the distance to share a few playful kisses with you, humming. “ya take it real well, y’ know that? fudge— can’t say i ain’t crazy for it.”

there’s a certain softness to boothill as he pecks at your skin between your giggles, leaning into your hands as they reach up to cup his cheeks and pull him closer. until he eventually (unfortunately) begins to ease himself from you, although his hands remain on your body as he does— you almost don’t notice the way his movements have turned to affectionate brushes of your skin instead, soothing you as he pulls out,

but you do notice that he seems a little lost in thought before he speaks again.

“ya really are somethin’ special, ain’t ya?” its a quiet confession, barely audible given the way you’re still a little cloudy in your hormone-drunken state, but it still makes your breathing hitch slightly. boothill only seems to emphasis his thought process by leaning in to give you a longer kiss with his next breath, breathing into you before he’s finally (begrudgingly) pulling away completely and outstretching his hand towards you.

he shows you one of his more charming grins as he pushes himself to the edge of the bed and you find yourself drawn to him almost immediately as you turn onto your side. “how ‘bout we get ya cleaned up, huh? just gotta leave it all t’ me.”

boothill points his free hand towards his chest as he nods assuringly— not that it was ever something you questioned, you were aware that he’d do whatever you asked. but you still appreciate the fact that in your most vulnerable, intimate moments, he had no trouble reminding you of that.

it makes something bloom in your chest when your hand reaches out to rest in his, and he helps you to the edge of your bed with a gentleness that some may find to be misplaced for the galaxy ranger. but you find it to be quite normal yourself,

“i’ll take care of ya, sweetheart. lil unsteady on the ole feet i bet, ain’t that right?”

boothill welcomes you into his arms quite easily, the heavy machinery of his body only emphasising his strength when he has no trouble moving you closer to him. but even now, he still treats your body kindly— well aware of your sensitive state as he gathers you against his chest and it’s with little effort that he’s able to lift you against him.

despite how others may see it— you found the press of metal against your overheating, naked body to be grounding, and that alone was enough to warm you from the inside out as you hug yourself closer into your lovers chest. your eyes flutter drowsily as he begins to walk you both to the bathroom and you feel him hum when he pulls you close enough for him to rest his lips against your temple.

you can feel him smiling softly as he speaks,

“hold tight, ain’t a chance i’m droppin’ ya.”

⭒ BLADE

blade was most times rough whenever you both slept together— sharp edges and blunt thrusts until you’re reduced to something drooling and trembling beneath his huge body. but despite all that, more so because of that, he tried to take care of you after as best as he could.

in his own type of way and you found that in itself to be quite charming.

you feel the aches begin to settle beneath your skin quite quickly as blade pulls back from his place caging you against the bed. his large palms smooth along the underside of your thighs when he finally allows them to fall from where he had them folded against your chest.

but not without holding you gently as he sets them down— stroking affectionately at your ankle while he does. “is there something you require?” he seems to try to deliberately soften his voice as he asks, but it still comes out as a sort of low growl given the effort he’s just put into fucking you into the mattress.

still, you manage to give blade a look, a softer sort of one that’s still a little wet-eyed from your orgasm and the load that’s currently seeping out from between your folds. you blink, still feeling a little dreamy and shakey but his hand remains wrapped around your ankle as he waits for your answer, kneeling between your spread thighs.

“water would be nice and a wet cloth.” you hum softly as you move, pushing yourself deeper into the mattress in the stellaron hunters room before he grunts in acknowledgment. it’s almost instantly the way he moves himself to the edge of the bed before he goes to stand, quite comfortable in his nudity as his now soft cock rests against his thigh.

“then i shall see to it.” it was quite charming honestly, the ways in which blade tried to give you what you required without a second thought at all.

but he still seems to be a little confused when he feels your hand wrap around his arm before he can push himself up off of the mattress completely, turning to give you a questioning look and a grunt over his shoulder.

“in a second though, can we just stay like this for a bit first?” your words are like a soft little plea and after a few shared blinks between you and blade, he urges himself in the bed next to you as he props up a few pillows against the headboard. he helps you rest back on them like you’ve been gravely injured in a fight.

“as you wish.” he mumbles and part of you wants to giggle at how cute he seems. but you only wriggle closer to find yourself cuddling up against his chest instead as he sighs, letting his back rest against the headboard while you send him a still wobbly, pleased grin from where you’re resting against him.

blade’s always a little stiff at first, like he’s trying to figure out how he should act when he’s got you pressed against his chest— your fingertips restlessly stroking against the muscle beneath you. eventually he’ll relax, give into your body heat and let himself just be for a bit and you think that’s when you really find it hard to even keep yourself awake as he watches you.

you hum as you feel your eyes closing, rolling your cheek against blade’s chest and something similar to a whimper falls from your lips when you try to get comfortable, suddenly aware of the sensitivity between your thighs as you do.

but blade’s voice sounds quite quickly given your reaction— although quiet as his fingers swipe featherlight across your cheek, meant as a means to soothe you. “careful now.” he grumbles as he watches you before letting his arm push beneath you to move you into a comfier position himself.

it’s quite nice actually, to feel almost cradled by the stellaron hunter as he holds you close enough to let you bury his face in the crook of his neck. you show your appreciation for the help with a little kiss pressed against his collarbone before he speaks once more,

“you may rest as long as you need.” blade assures you, like he’s happy to rest there— unmoving if it means you got to nap comfily against him. you appreciate that.

you sigh, “i’m definitely tired now.” a given considering the positions and the… energy that’s been consumed the last hour (atleast). but blade seems as well put together as always, he only seems to offer you a squeeze in acknowledgment as his hand rests on your hips.

“yes, you handle it quite well. i’m impressed.” the praise is a low rumble and as much as he was never one to overbearingly shower you in affection and kind words; you appreciate that he kept it for moments such as this one. when you’re both skin to skin and still coming down from your shared orgasms as you push yourself up to give him a quick kiss as thanks.

it’s a movement he meets quite early as his lips press hungrily against yours once more,

“i will be here as long as you require.”

⭒ JING YUAN

jing yuan was always particularly clingy after sex— a characteristic that you could put down to the fact he always seemed to be even sleepier than he usually is in his post orgasm state. although, it is quite difficult to deny him of such luxuries like a nap when his large body is encompassing you al ong with his natural body heat as he hugs you into him.

he would will himself to get out of bed to clean you up eventually, but it always proved a near impossible task when he’d feel you wrap yourself around him.

“you are still as beautiful as always, even now.” jing yuan breathes from where he’s resting over stop of you— sweaty and panting before he’s leaning himself down to place a gentle kiss to your temple. you’re still somewhat melting into the blankets beneath you but your post-orgasm haze only seems emphasised by the general’s off-guard compliment, leaving you an even bigger mess beneath him.

although, he does find his means of flustering you as amusing as ever before he’s falling down onto the mattress beside you with a soft huff. it only takes a moments before his muscled arm is finding its way around you, but he’s perceptive to the way you squirm slightly as you try to move closer.

you find the mess jing yuan’s left between your thighs to be quite troublesome given the sensitivity that he was able to draw out of you, it makes you almost wriggle to your side of the bed instead of closer to his chest like you normally would.

but the general stops you before you can, not quite ready to let you go yet as he quickly— albeit gently reaches his arm around your waist before he’s pulling you by his side once more with a soft sigh. “going somewhere? and so soon, my dear?” he smiles down at you, affectionately as he admires your still nude figure and the way it presses so warm against his own.

the dazed look in your eyes is still present but if anything, it only makes jing yuan even more hesitant to let you go without him— he’s not sure you’ll even be able to stand on your own. so instead, he finds himself indulging in a few more slow, lazy kisses peppered against your features. until you’re giggling drowsily at the way they tickle and he relents.. but only a little.

he narrows his eyes down at you dreamily, weighed down by his own drowsiness, “you put on quite the impressive show, it would be shameful of me not to show my appreciation for your continuous efforts.” there’s a soft glow in his gaze as your own lifts to meet it, blinking slowly but still— you can’t help but feel like he’s luring you to cuddle in closer.

ignoring the exhaustion and the stickiness that coats you both, you still offer him a playful scoff. “appreciation? you’re just looking for an excuse to nap.” jing yuan laughs at that, although he takes a moment to let himself rest even deeper into the pillows beneath you both as he does, like he’s proving your point.

not that he minds much, not when you’re what’s making him so tired all of a sudden. you had a way of comforting him in that regard.

but jing yuan’s arm hugs tightly around you in response before he speaks, “oh? was that the impression i gave you? simply resting my eyes would be more fitting.” his words make you smile from where you’re pressing against him, although you’re becoming much too happy in your current state as your own lashes flutter— fighting to stay awake. he notices that, ofcourse he does, “although one may assume you seem quite insistent on joining me.” he teases.

“you’re luring me in that’s why, we should clean up before we’re stuck here.” it was hard to refute the facts when you’re quite obviously melting in to the huge press of the general’s body. although considering he’s deliberately wrapped himself around you like a huge blanket, you find it to be quite unfair odds.

but you’re sure jung yuan’s wearing an almost smug look on his face as you nuzzle closer, his voice taking a softer sort of tone when he speaks next— leaning in to rest his lips against your temple as he does.

“now now, my dear, you simply seemed quite comfortable, is all. it would be a shame for us to waste such a perfect opportunity..” his palms move next, large and warm as they trail along the exposed skin that he’s just spent hours exploring and he squeezes, just enough to feel it move beneath his palm— like a soft, lazier massage of sorts.

jing yuan’s voice continues, words buried in your skin between kisses and you’d almost mistake it for a lullaby given the way it soothes you, “i think we have earned atleast that, wouldn’t you agree? all i want is for you to be at ease afterall.” it’s becoming increasingly harder for you to keep yourself awake, enough so that you can’t even bring yourself to respond as you dose off.

but still, you could always rely on the general to tend to his responsibilities before he allowed himself to truly relax as he lets his gaze sweep admiringly along your nude figure once more.

“you needn’t worry, i will handle everything else soon enough.”

© uvuyai 2024. . . ~ ღ

𝓛𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇

–tw. Fem reader, size difference, sub!wolf!reader x dom!bunnie!boy, breeding, bratty reader, doggy style to prone bone, overstimulation, hybrid au, kabedoning, tail tugging, eating outz from behind, creampies, brat taming, enemies to lovers, dub-con(???), teasing, mindbreak, masturbation, mention of heats, public sex in a storage room, blowjob,

ღ ~ You never liked this bunny boy that's just roaming around thinking he's the shit. You were pretty sure he's tired of you aswell. Always in his face saying that you could easily break him down, he doesn't take you seriously by your height and just smirks which ticks you off even more.

You always find a way to tease him. Either by tugging on his tail or ears, or sitting on his lap when he's studying or reading, grinding down to get a reaction from him. He doesn't have a popular fanbase so you won't have to worry about girls getting jealous or flocking over him.

He's very quiet too. You've done things to him that would've surely made him whine or moan. You know you can overpower this big guy. But, why isn't he getting affected by any of your methods? You almost want to cry. But you won't show it.

Outside of the building, you hold his arm as if you were his girlfriend. Wrapping your tail around his leg as you follow him to a café or even his home. He doesn't care what you do. You look adorable looking around in his home. He'll even be willing to let you stay a night or two. Even let's you wear his shirts which are really oversized since it hangs low past your knees. You were left with just his shirt, your panties, and thigh highs.

He let you sleep on his bed and he takes the sofa. As you let some time pass, you took a hold of his pillows and hugged it with your arms and legs as if it was a real person you were cuddling. You grind your cunt onto the pillow, your juices seeping onto the cotton filled thing from your panties. You'll just give an excuse saying that you drool a lot. You inhaled the scent that lingered on the pillow and sheets, making your cunt stickier with slick.

You grinded down harder onto the pillow but you grew frustrated with the outcome of not reaching your high. You sat up and pushed your panties to the side. Your underwear was so sticky that slick stuck to it when you pushed it to the side. Your nimble fingers toyed with your clit and pushed some fingers into your cunt. You let out low whimpers and moans so as not to wake him up. You closed your eyes, deep into pleasure as you were reaching your high. Your hands reached that spot you longed to touch for so long, you squirted onto the sheets and on your hands.

You let out a few squeaks and breathy moans before realizing you wet his sheets. You fixed yourself up and wiped the sweat that was dripping down your temples. You ran to his closet and rummaged through them to find another clean sheet. You found one and replaced the one. You threw the other one in the far back of the closet and went to sleep. You hoped you didn't wake him.

Oh but you did wake him. He was just reading when he heard breathy whimpers coming from his room. He crept to the slightly cracked bedroom door and spied on you as you continued your act. He felt blood rushing to his cock and to his surprise he was hard. He palmed himself before taking out his thick and girthy cock out. The tip had a pearl of precum drool from the slit. His hand strokes the base as he continued to pump at the sight of you.

Soon he came in sync with you. His cum falling on the floor. He went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel to wipe it up and threw it in the dirty hamper. He went back to the sofa and went to sleep.

The next day was a weekend. You woke up to see him making breakfast. You tapped his shoulder, saying that you'll need a ride home. He nodded and told you that he had an extra toothbrush in the bathroom if you needed one. You both ate and reluctantly complimented his food while feeling hot in the face with a pout. He chuckled silently.

You brush your teeth with the extra toothbrush and put your work clothes back on, you tie your blazer around your waist and grab your essentials to go wait in the car like he told you.

The whole car ride to your place was very quiet, except you told him which direction to go. You arrived outside of your apartment complex and it was time for you to go. You leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek and left the car. You noticed he didn't leave afterwards and noticed he was looking at you so you blew him a kiss and waved him off. He shyly waved and drove off.

Monday soon came rolling by and you were back to your normal self. The teasing was getting on his nerves today not because he was tired of you, no. He was surprised you didn't kneel at his feet, begging him to take you.

Throughout the week, you were slowing down your teasing and talked to the other employees. On a late Friday, you and him were told to work late hours. The boss gave him the keys as he trusts him to lock up the place. You both were at the end of your shift and you just wanted to get home and relax in a nice shower. He ran off somewhere maybe to the bathroom but you saw he was done.

You yawned and rubbed your eyes and you were finishing up the printing and typing. You took a sticky note and wrote I'm done so I'm taking your keys to your car to wait inside. You packed up your things and took the elevator down.

You tiredly walked to the entrance but your arm got pulled into a storage room. You screamed but the person used their hand to cover your mouth. You ears went flat on your head as your tail fluffed up in fear.

A light turned on and you saw him. Your ears perked up and your tail felt the urge to wag. “E-eh? Why did you drag me here?!” you yelled but he did nothing but glare down at you which made you feel really small. “You been nothing but a brat, little miss wolf.” he crosses his arms as he glares at you more intently.

He started walking towards you and you back away slowly as if YOU were the bunny in this situation. You hugged your tail, hoping he wouldn't hurt you. You saw his shadow hovering over you. You peered up and saw him with his hand placed above your head. “I know what you did in my bed, little wolf.” you looked at him as if he was crazy but your eyes widened as the thought came back to you. “I-I can explain y'kn-” “There's no need for it.” and with that he swiftly lifted your woke skirt up, revealing your drenched panties and slick thighs.

You gasped and tried to cover it but he took your wrists into his hands and pinned them to the wall. “Don't try to cover up now since you didn't think about it while fingering yourself in my bed,” your ears went flat and you felt your face go hot and meekly apologized.

“Get on your knees.” you were about to ask him why but met his sharp gaze and it said otherwise. You got on your knees and waited for something to happen. His hand reached the zipper of his pants and unzipped it. He pushed his underwear down to reveal his thick, long, and girthy dick. It nearly smacked you in the face but you backed up, you gave his dick a scared look of terror. How could he, a bunny, have such a big thing like that?

He nudged his cock to your lips and you gave it a kitty lick. You let your lips engulf the tip of his dick and slide your tongue on the underside. You inched his cock further down your throat but your tongue could barely lick the underside. Your head moved faster with the motion to grant him his release. Breathy moans came from above you as you didn't notice his hand itching its way to the back of your head. His palm grasped your head to push you down further on his cock, you nose touching his pubic area as he blew his load in your throat.

You tried to move away but his hand kept you there as cum kept pumping from his dick. Some were already leaving your mouth even though you hadn't moved away. Some cum dropped on the floor and some landed on your face.

He finally released your head and you coughed when, trying to catch your breath. You noticed he undressed himself from his blazer and dress shirt and placed it on the ground in a neat way. “On all fours, now.” he pointed at the clothes and you shyly moved the clothes, positioning yourself on all fours. His hands moved all over your body to undress you fully. He only left you in your thigh highs as he thought it was cute to see your legs thrashing with the tight material squeezing at your thighs.

His hands grab at your thighs and move himself to your sticky and dripping pussy.”Pleasepleaseplease. . .” you begged. He dove his tongue in your cunt, your juices hitting his tongue. Your eyes widened as your thighs started to shake and tremble. He flattened his tongue on your cunt which made you get closer on the edge as he thrust his tongue in and out your pussy. His tongue thrust into that spot that made you squirt on his face. Your arms collapsed under you and your ass was now in the air.

You were embarrassed how you wet his face. Your ears and tail drooped and he noticed but just gave pats to your head. You snuggled your head up into his head and didn't notice how his cock head was basically breathing on your pussy.

He thrusted in while gripping your waist. Your hands clawed at the clothes beneath you that were protecting you from bruising your hands and knees. You mewled as he hit right on the spot, making you gush all over his dick. Your pussy was slightly struggling to take him fully in. Just pushing your pussy past its limit was a life achievement for him. He pulled at your tail so you can meet with his thrusts. You whined and yelped due to how sensitive your tail was.

Your tongue was sticking out your mouth in the most lewd fashion. You tried to crawl away but he grabbed your arms and pulled them behind you to further thrust into your pussy. You dove your face into the clothes beneath you and bit them between your teeth to muffle your high pitched moans and whines. His cock aimed at your cervix so much it made you feel dizzy. He could see the stars swirling above your head and your hazy eyes.

He leaned closer and started peppering soft kisses on your face. You were the smallest thing he's ever seen that even when he leaned forward you were still in the doggy position. He bit at your fluffy ears and moved his hand down to play with your clit. As he kept thrusting at your womb, he noticed your stomach kept stretching outward. He moved his hand up and felt his cock punch at your cervix which showed on your stomach. He stopped thrusting which made you look back. “I-is something wro- OOmph!” his wild thrust back into made you get pinned to the floor. His shadow hovered over you as he pinned both his arms beside you.

You whined as the mushroom tip dove back into your cervix. If he went hard enough, he would burst through. Your legs thrashed behind you as he kept hitting the spots that you loved deep inside. Your tongue stuck out your mouth with some saliva sticking on your tongue and some drooling from your chin. His finge pinched at your tongue which made you grimace and struggle to put it back in your mouth. Your breathing got heavy and started to squirm. You pushed your hips back with all your strength to meet his thrusts. You squirted onto his dick, some splashing on his pubic area.

A few more thrusts into you and he came inside you. He creamed deep inside your womb that it made your stomach bloat which he was proud of.

Your body collapsed to the ground as you were finally tired. He got up and looked at your form. Sweat glistening on your skin, the white substance leaking from your bruised hole, and your trembling body. He grabbed you by your waist and cradled you in his arms. He grabbed his and your clothes and left the storage room to finally go home and lock up the place.

The dommy bunny boi :3 /Blade, Jing Yuan, Dr. Ratio, Aventurine, Gallagher, Boothill, Sampo, Welt, Pierro, Capitano, Pantalone, Wriothesley, Neuvillette, Alhaitham, Choso, Toji, Gojo, Nanami, AND OTHER CHARACTERS THAT FIT!!

ღ ~ DO NOT PLAGIARIZE, COPY, REPOST, OR TRANSLATE MY POST W/O PERMISSION. DO NOT COPY MY LAYOUT. YOU MAY TAKE INSPIRATION BUT MAKE SURE TO CREDIT ME.

[ I hate writing dialogue 😭]

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Men who use their legs to keep you spread open while they finger you☺️(this is my [short] apology letter for my april fools joke😓) this was based off some chilumi nsfw i found on X. I'll link it later!

Tag ~ fingering, fem!reader(no pronouns),, overstimulation, squirting, mating press, no sex but implied at the end, eating outz, size difference, tit slapping + nipple play,

The way he just snaps you into position with your legs bent away to your shoulders beneath their legs. The way they pumps and ruthlessly thrusts their fingers into your clenching hole, sending you sky high into a bursting orgasm. The tears and drool running down your face says it all. Your trembling hands clenching the thigh of his pants.

You try your hardest to wriggle your way out of his tight leg lock but they're not letting you go till he's finished with you. You've come for the nth time of the day. your mewls, whines, and moans getting high on pitch every waking second. They like seeing you like this; all spread out, puffy pussy sucking their fingers in, eyes rolling up to heaven, and the sweet juices you squirted out onto their hand.

He leans down and licks a stripe of your cunt, you immediately jump from the sudden change of roughness. They tweak and suck at your clit. Their tongue licking long and forceful stripes of your pussy. Their nose pokes at your clit from time to time. Your tongue hanging out of your mouth and tilting your head to the side to hopefully avoid neck pain. You let out a sharp moan and gasp as you felt yourself wet their hand. Your toes curled at the erupting feeling. You are nearly embarrassed about how you've wet yourself. They raise themselves back up to look back at the mess they've made beneath them. That mess being you. Your eyes are so close to closing as you let out soft and quiet pleas for no more.

But as I've said before; he's not stopping now.

One more time at least baby is what they say and they slide their fingers back into you, immediately curling up into that spot he knows like the back of his palm. Their other hand slams down onto your tits, tweaking them in the process. You're so cute they think as they see you trying to escape his leg prison once again. They give you a hearty chuckle and a teasing smirk. Your eyes try to ultimately focus on them but he doesn't stop pumping his fingers into you. Poor thing, it was only 15 minutes in, but it must've felt like eternity for you. Which you hope was the last of, you clenched your teeth and let out a gut bursting orgasm.

He gets up and flips you onto your stomach and removes the rest of your clothes along with his. They aligned his thick, long cock to your sensitive hole. Oh boy, this was gonna be a long day or night for you.

The characters i think: Zhongli, blade, childe, Kaeya, Boothill, Aventurine, Dr. Ratio, Diluc, Wriothesley, Jing Yuan, Pantalone, Capitano, Dottore, Scaramouche, Alhaitham, Sunday, and you favs!

DO NOT PLAGIARIZE, COPY, REPOST, OR TRANSLATE MY POST W/O PERMISSION. DO NOT COPY MY LAYOUT. YOU MAY TAKE INSPIRATION BUT MAKE SURE TO CREDIT ME.

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𝓛𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇

–tw. Fem reader, size difference, sub!wolf!reader x dom!bunnie!boy, breeding, bratty reader, doggy style to prone bone, overstimulation, hybrid au, kabedoning, tail tugging, eating outz from behind, creampies, brat taming, enemies to lovers, dub-con(???), teasing, mindbreak, masturbation, mention of heats, public sex in a storage room, blowjob,

ღ ~ You never liked this bunny boy that's just roaming around thinking he's the shit. You were pretty sure he's tired of you aswell. Always in his face saying that you could easily break him down, he doesn't take you seriously by your height and just smirks which ticks you off even more.

You always find a way to tease him. Either by tugging on his tail or ears, or sitting on his lap when he's studying or reading, grinding down to get a reaction from him. He doesn't have a popular fanbase so you won't have to worry about girls getting jealous or flocking over him.

He's very quiet too. You've done things to him that would've surely made him whine or moan. You know you can overpower this big guy. But, why isn't he getting affected by any of your methods? You almost want to cry. But you won't show it.

Outside of the building, you hold his arm as if you were his girlfriend. Wrapping your tail around his leg as you follow him to a café or even his home. He doesn't care what you do. You look adorable looking around in his home. He'll even be willing to let you stay a night or two. Even let's you wear his shirts which are really oversized since it hangs low past your knees. You were left with just his shirt, your panties, and thigh highs.

He let you sleep on his bed and he takes the sofa. As you let some time pass, you took a hold of his pillows and hugged it with your arms and legs as if it was a real person you were cuddling. You grind your cunt onto the pillow, your juices seeping onto the cotton filled thing from your panties. You'll just give an excuse saying that you drool a lot. You inhaled the scent that lingered on the pillow and sheets, making your cunt stickier with slick.

You grinded down harder onto the pillow but you grew frustrated with the outcome of not reaching your high. You sat up and pushed your panties to the side. Your underwear was so sticky that slick stuck to it when you pushed it to the side. Your nimble fingers toyed with your clit and pushed some fingers into your cunt. You let out low whimpers and moans so as not to wake him up. You closed your eyes, deep into pleasure as you were reaching your high. Your hands reached that spot you longed to touch for so long, you squirted onto the sheets and on your hands.

You let out a few squeaks and breathy moans before realizing you wet his sheets. You fixed yourself up and wiped the sweat that was dripping down your temples. You ran to his closet and rummaged through them to find another clean sheet. You found one and replaced the one. You threw the other one in the far back of the closet and went to sleep. You hoped you didn't wake him.

Oh but you did wake him. He was just reading when he heard breathy whimpers coming from his room. He crept to the slightly cracked bedroom door and spied on you as you continued your act. He felt blood rushing to his cock and to his surprise he was hard. He palmed himself before taking out his thick and girthy cock out. The tip had a pearl of precum drool from the slit. His hand strokes the base as he continued to pump at the sight of you.

Soon he came in sync with you. His cum falling on the floor. He went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel to wipe it up and threw it in the dirty hamper. He went back to the sofa and went to sleep.

The next day was a weekend. You woke up to see him making breakfast. You tapped his shoulder, saying that you'll need a ride home. He nodded and told you that he had an extra toothbrush in the bathroom if you needed one. You both ate and reluctantly complimented his food while feeling hot in the face with a pout. He chuckled silently.

You brush your teeth with the extra toothbrush and put your work clothes back on, you tie your blazer around your waist and grab your essentials to go wait in the car like he told you.

The whole car ride to your place was very quiet, except you told him which direction to go. You arrived outside of your apartment complex and it was time for you to go. You leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek and left the car. You noticed he didn't leave afterwards and noticed he was looking at you so you blew him a kiss and waved him off. He shyly waved and drove off.

Monday soon came rolling by and you were back to your normal self. The teasing was getting on his nerves today not because he was tired of you, no. He was surprised you didn't kneel at his feet, begging him to take you.

Throughout the week, you were slowing down your teasing and talked to the other employees. On a late Friday, you and him were told to work late hours. The boss gave him the keys as he trusts him to lock up the place. You both were at the end of your shift and you just wanted to get home and relax in a nice shower. He ran off somewhere maybe to the bathroom but you saw he was done.

You yawned and rubbed your eyes and you were finishing up the printing and typing. You took a sticky note and wrote I'm done so I'm taking your keys to your car to wait inside. You packed up your things and took the elevator down.

You tiredly walked to the entrance but your arm got pulled into a storage room. You screamed but the person used their hand to cover your mouth. You ears went flat on your head as your tail fluffed up in fear.

A light turned on and you saw him. Your ears perked up and your tail felt the urge to wag. “E-eh? Why did you drag me here?!” you yelled but he did nothing but glare down at you which made you feel really small. “You been nothing but a brat, little miss wolf.” he crosses his arms as he glares at you more intently.

He started walking towards you and you back away slowly as if YOU were the bunny in this situation. You hugged your tail, hoping he wouldn't hurt you. You saw his shadow hovering over you. You peered up and saw him with his hand placed above your head. “I know what you did in my bed, little wolf.” you looked at him as if he was crazy but your eyes widened as the thought came back to you. “I-I can explain y'kn-” “There's no need for it.” and with that he swiftly lifted your woke skirt up, revealing your drenched panties and slick thighs.

You gasped and tried to cover it but he took your wrists into his hands and pinned them to the wall. “Don't try to cover up now since you didn't think about it while fingering yourself in my bed,” your ears went flat and you felt your face go hot and meekly apologized.

“Get on your knees.” you were about to ask him why but met his sharp gaze and it said otherwise. You got on your knees and waited for something to happen. His hand reached the zipper of his pants and unzipped it. He pushed his underwear down to reveal his thick, long, and girthy dick. It nearly smacked you in the face but you backed up, you gave his dick a scared look of terror. How could he, a bunny, have such a big thing like that?

He nudged his cock to your lips and you gave it a kitty lick. You let your lips engulf the tip of his dick and slide your tongue on the underside. You inched his cock further down your throat but your tongue could barely lick the underside. Your head moved faster with the motion to grant him his release. Breathy moans came from above you as you didn't notice his hand itching its way to the back of your head. His palm grasped your head to push you down further on his cock, you nose touching his pubic area as he blew his load in your throat.

You tried to move away but his hand kept you there as cum kept pumping from his dick. Some were already leaving your mouth even though you hadn't moved away. Some cum dropped on the floor and some landed on your face.

He finally released your head and you coughed when, trying to catch your breath. You noticed he undressed himself from his blazer and dress shirt and placed it on the ground in a neat way. “On all fours, now.” he pointed at the clothes and you shyly moved the clothes, positioning yourself on all fours. His hands moved all over your body to undress you fully. He only left you in your thigh highs as he thought it was cute to see your legs thrashing with the tight material squeezing at your thighs.

His hands grab at your thighs and move himself to your sticky and dripping pussy.”Pleasepleaseplease. . .” you begged. He dove his tongue in your cunt, your juices hitting his tongue. Your eyes widened as your thighs started to shake and tremble. He flattened his tongue on your cunt which made you get closer on the edge as he thrust his tongue in and out your pussy. His tongue thrust into that spot that made you squirt on his face. Your arms collapsed under you and your ass was now in the air.

You were embarrassed how you wet his face. Your ears and tail drooped and he noticed but just gave pats to your head. You snuggled your head up into his head and didn't notice how his cock head was basically breathing on your pussy.

He thrusted in while gripping your waist. Your hands clawed at the clothes beneath you that were protecting you from bruising your hands and knees. You mewled as he hit right on the spot, making you gush all over his dick. Your pussy was slightly struggling to take him fully in. Just pushing your pussy past its limit was a life achievement for him. He pulled at your tail so you can meet with his thrusts. You whined and yelped due to how sensitive your tail was.

Your tongue was sticking out your mouth in the most lewd fashion. You tried to crawl away but he grabbed your arms and pulled them behind you to further thrust into your pussy. You dove your face into the clothes beneath you and bit them between your teeth to muffle your high pitched moans and whines. His cock aimed at your cervix so much it made you feel dizzy. He could see the stars swirling above your head and your hazy eyes.

He leaned closer and started peppering soft kisses on your face. You were the smallest thing he's ever seen that even when he leaned forward you were still in the doggy position. He bit at your fluffy ears and moved his hand down to play with your clit. As he kept thrusting at your womb, he noticed your stomach kept stretching outward. He moved his hand up and felt his cock punch at your cervix which showed on your stomach. He stopped thrusting which made you look back. “I-is something wro- OOmph!” his wild thrust back into made you get pinned to the floor. His shadow hovered over you as he pinned both his arms beside you.

You whined as the mushroom tip dove back into your cervix. If he went hard enough, he would burst through. Your legs thrashed behind you as he kept hitting the spots that you loved deep inside. Your tongue stuck out your mouth with some saliva sticking on your tongue and some drooling from your chin. His finge pinched at your tongue which made you grimace and struggle to put it back in your mouth. Your breathing got heavy and started to squirm. You pushed your hips back with all your strength to meet his thrusts. You squirted onto his dick, some splashing on his pubic area.

A few more thrusts into you and he came inside you. He creamed deep inside your womb that it made your stomach bloat which he was proud of.

Your body collapsed to the ground as you were finally tired. He got up and looked at your form. Sweat glistening on your skin, the white substance leaking from your bruised hole, and your trembling body. He grabbed you by your waist and cradled you in his arms. He grabbed his and your clothes and left the storage room to finally go home and lock up the place.

The dommy bunny boi :3 /Blade, Jing Yuan, Dr. Ratio, Aventurine, Gallagher, Boothill, Sampo, Welt, Pierro, Capitano, Pantalone, Wriothesley, Neuvillette, Alhaitham, Choso, Toji, Gojo, Nanami, AND OTHER CHARACTERS THAT FIT!!

ღ ~ DO NOT PLAGIARIZE, COPY, REPOST, OR TRANSLATE MY POST W/O PERMISSION. DO NOT COPY MY LAYOUT. YOU MAY TAKE INSPIRATION BUT MAKE SURE TO CREDIT ME.

[ I hate writing dialogue 😭]