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Thank you so much for doing my request @twisted-draconia . Lord we all wish we were sitting on there laps especially Riddle💖💖 Can’t wait for the next request

Hi! I see that requests are open, can you do two requests for me? One would be a part 2 of the Cant Sleep fluff but with Riddle, Leona, and Floyd and the other request is sitting of the laps of Riddle, Jack, and Vil and seeing their reactions please? Thank you ❤️💓❤️💓❤️

Sitting on their Laps...with Riddle, Jack, and Vil

A/N: Hello!! I am more than happy to do both requests (I’ll post part 2 of the Can’t Sleep separately) but I am soooo thrilled to do this one for you! I haven’t written for any of these 3 before and am a little nervous? So I HOPE it turned out alright! I wanna do these boys justice 😭 I had so much fun with it though, and I hope you like it!! 🖤

Warnings: Lots of fluff!

Gender Neutral

💚Request Info💚

You and Riddle weren’t often the most physically affectionate couple—your boyfriend still getting used to showing that vulnerable side of himself after so many years of trying to maintain perfection. But when Cater brought up the idea of you sitting on his lap at the next tea party? You couldn’t help but wonder what Riddle’s reaction would be. So that’s what you did; in full view of Heartslabyul. You did it casually—placing a light kiss on his cheek as you slid onto his lap, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck. Riddle stiffened immediately. Incoherent little babbles escaping his lips, hands unsure where to go, his face a bright and almost glowing red. He didn’t push you off, but he didn’t embrace you either—making it hard to tell how he really felt in the first place. You didn’t linger for long, only sitting long enough for Cater to grab a few pictures and then hopping off. Riddle remained quiet the rest of the party; sitting awkwardly, sipping his tea quietly with cheeks still flushed and an occasional side glance in your direction. You had started to feel bad, wondering if you’d made some sort of mistake or broke some rule—until later that night, when you two were alone. Riddle took a deep breath, and pulled you into a tight hug, burying his face into your shoulder. “You just caught me off guard...I...I wouldn’t be angry if you did that when we were studying or something...and not near anyone else.” He muttered, his voice low enough to be a whisper. You couldn’t help but smile, wondering what other couple things you could get away with in the future. 

Jack was never really one to shy away from you when you wanted anything. He adored you, and any form of affection you wanted he’d do it without hesitation. You wanted a hug? He’d give you strong, all consuming one. A kiss? He might blush or act tough at first, but the tail wag as he peppers a few kisses on your cheeks gives him away. So you were surprised when you realized you’d never sat on his lap before, only noticing it when you saw a few other couples at lunch doing it. "Can I try something with you?” You asked Jack later on, your boyfriend looked up from his homework, his head tilting. “Try something? Like what?” He questioned, one eyebrow raised. You got up, walking slowly over to him. He was quick to catch on, scooting his chair back so you could crawl onto his lap. You were careful, wrapping your legs around his waist and settling yourself somewhat awkwardly onto him. You could feel the heat radiating off of his face and the clamminess in his hands as he wrapped both arms tightly around you, pulling you even tighter around him. Jack’s ears drooped back and his tail started whapping the chair behind him. Slowly at first, hesitantly. But the moment you wrapped your own arms around his neck, running your fingers through his thick and wild white hair, scratching behind his fluffy ears? His tail was wagging so fast that a nice cool breeze hit your face. Jack buried himself into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent deeply. “This...this is nice.” He mumbled, “I wouldn’t mind trying more things like this. I really like being this close to you.” And you had to admit...you liked it just as much. 

Vil adored any and all affection you wanted to give him. In fact? He THRIVED on it. He loved attention and being admired, but you doing it felt so different to him. So while it was a surprise you hadn’t sat on his lap before, you knew it wouldn’t take much to actually convince him (given he wasn’t wearing anything that wrinkled too easily), but you had to find just the right moment. Your choice? When he was helping you with your hair and make-up. You waited until he had tied your hair back, and started going through his vanity to search for the right products. “Vil?” “Yes my dearest?” His eyes still focused on his task. “Can I sit on your lap while you do my make-up?” He paused, his head snapping up to you quickly. His amethyst eyes sparkled, and he had a playful grin. “Oh? My, what an adorable request. How could I refuse such a charming request?” He scooted his chair back, patting his lap for you. You quickly got up and sat on him, legs on either side of his, both of you looking deep into each other’s eyes. The grin on his face widened. “Comfy?” he asked, a slight arrogance to him. You nodded as he moved a stray piece of hair out of your face, cupping your cheek for a moment before returning to prepping his make-up for you. He did your full look with you on his lap, his smile softening from something cocky to soft—thankful to have you so close next to him, occasionally giving you light little kisses on your forehead or nose. “I have to admit, this is really practical. I might have to have you on my lap more often, dearest.” He teased. Honestly? You had to agree. (Also he wouldn’t hesitate to call Rook into the room mid-makeup just to get a picture of you both because you’re just too adorable)

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