— this man is ABSOLUTELY into ass, without a doubt! he’s definitely drooled over yours more than once, and that’s a fact. he likes spooning with you and having his crotch against your ass, or having you cuddle into his chest with his hands resting on your ass, squishing that doughy flesh. he also loves when you wear skirts so short that he can just see the underside of your ass.
— thighs, definitely. his favorite thing is eating you out with such depravity that it makes your plush thighs squeeze around his head. hard. please, please, wear nothing but his shirt and a pair of thigh highs. he will literally get a bloody nose. sometimes, he surprises you with a new fancy lotion recommended to him on magicam! he rubs it into your legs, massaging his fingers into your thighs. it doesn’t take long for both of you to realize that it has more of an.. aphrodisiac effect. he was so excited that he didn't read the full description, okay? (going to make this into a fic soon. :3)
— he’s a complete degenerate when it comes to ass, and it risks his delinquent side coming out every time you bend over to pick something up. but. he also likes boobs. :( it’s split even; the holy 50/50.
boobs, boobs, boobs. though, it’s not as.. perverted, as the previous three. it’s… more of a comfort to lie in your arms with his face shoved against your chest. he also likes to suck on your boobs. a lot. whether it’s during sex or just cuddling with his head under your shirt. sometimes he feels guilty eyeing your chest up when you wear low cut shirts.. which you absolutely do on purpose. it’s so fun to watch him squirm around in his seat during unbirthday parties; struggling to keep his gaze in that cup of tea.
thighs!! he loves grabbing them with his big hands and caressing them with his thumb. he also likes it when you wear tight pants and they hug your thighs when you squat down to pick something up. when you sit next to him in class, he likes to keep his hand on your thigh when the teacher isn’t paying attention. it’s a blessing!
♡ DILFS DILFS DILFS: (n.sfw) pinning against the wall w/ dilf!Ace & afab!reader
a/n: requested by @spitfire-of-the-sea (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ
i've teased this fic for a while and it's finally here! thank you so much for your patience and for your request. i hope the fic came out to your liking and that you enjoy the little firecracker. it was fun writing him, it's been a while!
contains: ns.fw under the cut, afab!reader (no pronouns), fingering, oral (reader receiving), dirty talk, exhibitionism (they're not getting caught), slight sub!Ace in the very end
word count: 1.3k
The way you stumble through the dimly lit hallway together is no different from when you were roughly twenty years younger and newly drunk in love. Ace’s hand feels warm in yours, a little sticky almost because he refuses to let go, instead he pulls you close into a kiss every few steps and hums against your lips. Both of you giggle and laugh so loudly that it echoes from every wall as you make your way towards your shared cabin.
He kisses down your neck sloppily, beard stubbles scratching over your skin and setting off small fireworks within you. His breath is hot against your skin and his hands roam all over your body, hungry and impatient.
“Ace… not here… someone’s gonna see us…”
Your voice sounds less demanding than you hoped it would and from the way you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer, your body speaks a whole different language. You are just so weak for him, still, after all these years, melting under his touch like ice cream in the sun. With your fingers buried in his graying hair you pull him into another kiss, gasping into each other’s mouths as the heat rises between you.
The cabin door is almost within reach when Ace takes the lead and grabs you by the hips, pushing your body against the nearest wall – being very gentle and making sure you don’t hit your head like last time. The memory of the two of you sitting abjectly in Marco’s office is still too vivid; Ace still with his pants tenting and you with your shirt half unbuttoned, breathing heavily and cheeks hot despite the head injury. Thankfully Marco didn’t ask any details, at his age he had seen enough to just know.
Ace’s lips roam from the corner of your mouth down to your neck, his broad figure hovering over you as he unwraps your hands from behind his neck to push them above your head instead, holding both of your wrists with just one hand against the wall. You shiver in excitement and buck your hips against the thigh he pushed between your legs, desperate for some friction. Ace chuckles softly, visibly enjoying how you fall apart under his touch.
“What happened to ‘not here’, my darling?”, he whispers close to your ear while his free hand wanders all over your heated body, tracing the silhouette of it. His fingertips flutter over your skin and you groan a little in frustration from not being able to devour him right here on the spot. Your eyes wander from his handsome face with the countless freckles down to his scarred chest that you love to plaster in kisses, making the memory of almost losing him that day faint with each kiss. You lower your gaze down to his happy trail, leading to where his hard cock throbbed in his pants and pressed against your lower stomach.
“See, I would love to help you out there, but I’m a little stuck as you can tell…”, you coo and try to wriggle your wrists out of his grip, but Ace doesn’t let go just yet, instead he just puts on a mischievous grin and leans in for a kiss. His tongue slips into your mouth as if he wants to lick your adoration for him right off your tongue, almost in disbelief that he is worthy of being loved, even after all these years.
Ace muffles your moan with another kiss when he rubs his thumb over the damp spot in your pants, pulling back only to admire your aroused face. If he wasn’t pinning you against the wall like that, your legs would have already given in and you’d be on your knees, taking him down your throat fully. But right now all you could do is watch and mewl as he unbuttons your pants and slides down his hand inside, fingertips brushing through the curls of your bush. You take a sharp breath when he starts circling your puffy clit, knowing exactly how to touch you to push you near the edge.
“Relax, sweet thing, just relax”, he murmurs and leans his forehead against yours, watching you through long dark lashes as you chase your high underneath his calloused hand. You’re dripping wet and crave nothing more than to feel him inside, aching for him to fill you up to the brim until your mind goes blank and there’s only you and him in unison, fucking like there’s no tomorrow because being a pirate means you might as well never see dawn again.
You tremble when Ace spreads your folds to dip into your slick heat, stealing another kiss from your lips when he adds a third finger and starts pushing in and out. You’re on your tiptoes, back arched, your whole body curved into his as he devours you, licking the pleading words falling out of your mouth from your lips. Ace knows your body inside out like a treasure map, knowing exactly how to curl his fingers to rub your sweet spot and where to bite to charm out those pretty mewls of you.
In the heat of the moment both of you almost forgot that you’re still in the hallway, the tumultuous sound of the banquet on deck in the faint distance. Only when you hear footsteps and familiar voices approaching, your eyes flutter wide open, begging Ace to release you but at the same time pressing yourself deeper into his touch until you feel every limb tingling from fear and excitement. Ace finally lets go of your hands but keeps you pinned against the wall, his thrusts getting faster now as you dig your fingernails into his shoulders, clinging onto him as you feel your core snapping, waves of pleasure crushing over you as you come undone.
There’s no time to recover from your high when Ace lifts you up and throws you over his shoulder, rushing down the hallway and kicking the door to your cabin open and close again once you’re inside, both of you laughing and giggling out of your breath, your bodies tingling with adrenaline and being so madly in love with each other, fooling around like you did in your twenties.
You grab Ace by the waist and pull him close, his erect cock throbbing in his pants under your palms, begging for release. His lips crash on yours as you wiggle out of your pants, kicking them aside, but instead of freeing his aching arousal, you put your hands on Ace’s shoulders and force him down on his knees. He obeys you so willingly, gazing up at you as he licks his lips. You lean against the closed door behind you with your feet apart and bury your hands in his thick hair, giving it a gentle tuck. Ace whines softly, looking at you with pleading eyes.
“Hands behind your back”, you command and coat your fingers with your essences before you slip them between Ace’s lips, watching him lick them clean hungrily. You can tell that he’s excited from the way his body trembles and the tip of his cock peeks out of his half-unbuttoned pants, precum leaking into the fabric. “Now… be good for me, will you?”
Ace’s nods, eager to please, and lets you guide his head between your thighs, where he admires your dripping cunt, spread wide for him. You sigh and let your head fall against the wooden door, eyes closed as his tongue dips into you, eating you out until you see stars and finally sink yourself down on his length, making him cum from the way your core flutters around him alone.
The sun is almost rising again when you eventually make it to the bed, and your name echoes from every wall as Ace falls apart underneath you, fingers intertwined and hearts beating to the rhythm of the promise you gave each other a long time ago.
Behind pumpkin spice lattes and sweet candy, there comes stories of the things that go bump in the night. Legends and myths carry with them stories of those who may or may not have lived to experience it.
For each character for each day (except weekends) starting today, there will be a short blurb for every student character inspired by a horror trope or legend in the spirit of Halloween month. I will be writing on the spot for every story so the genres (no beta we perish like big people) will be dependent on how the stories end up so even I can’t tell how it’ll be. This is purely motivated by my love for things spooky and/or ooky. I will write warnings for each blurb if needed but I’m warning you now since I love horror stuff, it will not be the happiest of stories. I’m probably not gonna go full dark but this is a forewarning.
This is the index, but it may change depending on how the blurb will end up.
Day 1. Silver (ghost!Yuu x exorcist!Silver)
Silver works as a police officer during a hit-and-run trial, and he’s trying to console the victim of the incident. He’s trying his best to convince you to leave before it’s too late.
Day 2. Jack Howl (werewolf!Jack x childhood friend!Yuu)
You and Jack were so close as kids but he keeps refusing to have a sleepover with you when you reached high school. Then one day, you found out the reason on your way back one night.
Day 3. Epel Felmier (incubus!Epel x victim!Yuu)
Your classmate was so confusing. So sweet and demure, but sometimes he seems to turn into someone else, someone with less than good intentions.
Day 4. Rook Hunt (slit mouthed woman!Yuu x ghost hunter!Rook)
You missed the days where your immortal life was easier, when most people run at the sight of you. But, this creepy hunter keeps chasing you!
Day 5. Leona Kingscholar (demon!Leona x demon hunter!Yuu)
You get a kick out of debunking ghost stories and haunted places with your disgruntled friend, Leona. Except this night’s adventure was more than you ever expected to experience.
Day 6. Idia Shroud (VC ghost!Yuu x target!Idia)
Idia has this unprecedented confidence behind the screen, with fans and friends at his fingers. However, one casual online chat broke his confidence as he say something he can’t take back.
Day 7. Floyd Leech (merman!Floyd x swimmer!Yuu)
A nobody at school, your only solace was taking in the serenity of the ocean cove away from the big city. However, a dweller has more than happy to show you a part of his world.
Day 8. Vil Schoenheit (Huli Jing!Yuu x fiance!Vil)
People call you the unrivaled beauties and with rumors of engagement in the air. Vil was prepared to devote himself to his beloved but his old friend Jack warned him that you were not as you seem.
Day 9. Trey Clover (candy witch!Trey x partner!Yuu)
The man from the pastry shop near you was so sweet, also offering endless sweets on your way to work. You were melting in his touch when you two started dating. This was a man who was as sweet and pure as sugar, right?
Day 10. Jade Leech (cannibal!Jade x partner!Yuu)
Your husband was always experimenting with every dish he made but he smiles when you take a bite each time so you think it’s no big deal. Afterall, what’s the worst to come of it?
Day 11. Malleus Draconia (dragon god!Malleus x sacrificial bride!Yuu)
Traditions must be upheld, even at the expense of morality as you were lead to what many said was instant death. It didn’t matter to you, you were willing to give yourself to the being of inhuman power.
Day 12. Cater Diamond (imposter!Cater x skeptic!Yuu)
Everyone knows him and was just that approachable but not to you. You couldn’t explain the shiver you feel when you lock eyes with him. You only hope he doesn’t notice you.
Day 13. Platonic!Ortho Shroud (medusa!Yuu x nonhuman!Ortho)
You were cursed to exist as history’s most hated woman. Your gaze leaves all living beings petrified but all you wished to feel the loving embrace of another once more
Day 13.5. Lilia Vanrouge (grim reaper!Lilia x ex!Yuu)
He disappeared after breaking your heart and honestly you were thankful because moving on would be impossible if he stayed. As you almost got rid of him in your heart, you two meet again…and he looks distraught to see you.
Day 14. Ruggie Bucchi (street kid!Ruggie x ???!Yuu)
You and Ruggie despite hardships, never worried so long as you had each other. You would also look after each other, no matter what.
Day 15. Kalim Al Asim (bitten!Kalim x survivor!Yuu)
The two of you dreamed of wedding bells, laughing children and boisterous family dinners. Now, the only thing you pray for is to keep hearing his heartbeat.
Day 16. Jamil Viper (Djinn!Jamil x owner!Yuu)
He can’t be here. How can something you can’t even see or prove be here. In your house, in your room, trying to slither into your heart.
Day 17. Azul Ashengrotto (crossroad demon!Azul x human!Yuu)
He may be greedy but he knows that good things come to those who wait. And the moment the wait is over and you decided to make the deal, it would be worth it.
Day 18. Ace Trappola (ghost bride!Yuu x survivor!Ace)
Ace was not a romantic man but he could be for the one. He kept denying it but he was looking forward to your wedding, even dreaming it…even when it was impossible.
Day 19. Deuce Spade (hitchhiker ghost!Yuu x civilian!Deuce)
Deuce couldn’t just leave you alone, shivering in the dark. After all, this road was notorious for car accidents and mysterious attacks.
Day 20. Sebek Zigvolt (soldier!Sebek x ghost!Yuu)
He was a devoted man through and through. He promised he would return to you and in return, you promised to be here when he does, no matter what.
Day 21. Riddle Rosehearts (Frankenstein monster!Riddle x assistant!Yuu)
He was a monstrosity. A freak of nature and you wanted nothing to do with him, even if he was someone you once loved.
8 year old Ace just moved to a new town with his parents. Since they're new, Ace doesn't know anyone and wanted to meet new people. Apparently, the kids his age don't like him so they avoid and insult him. He was sitting on a swing by himself, watching as other kids play, unaware of another person sitting beside him on the swings. The person turned out to be a girl his age, alone like himself and wanting to have friends. So the two quickly clicked with each other, and omg! Y/n was Ace's first love like 🥰. Ace was so happy to hang out with her, always telling his mom about the friend he had, gushing about her happily. Due to this, Roger kept teasing kid Ace about his crush, resulting in a blushing freckled tsundere yelling at his laughing dad.
Hey, so I loved this idea, it’s so cute! I’ve been thinking about how to write it since I got it but haven’t managed to get to it until now. I hope it’s about what you wanted, I think it’s cute. Enjoy!
A little black haired boy sat on the swings, glaring at the other kids on the playground. Why didn’t they like him? Why had they already decided that he was someone to be teased and pushed around? He hadn’t been going here for even a month and already he was enemies with most of the playground. He wanted to go back to his old home, back to where he wasn’t avoided. Not that he could, he was 8, what could he realistically do? Even if he built and lived in a large tree house, his mom did all the shopping, cooking, his laundry, the most he could do was make sandwiches and even then his mother insisted on supervising him. The sound of swing chains squeaking drew him out of his thoughts, looking over to see a little girl sitting next to him on the swings, lightly pushing herself back and forth.
“I’ve seen you around recently, you’re new right?” she asked, smiling at him.
“Yeah? What of it? Come to talk more shit about me like all the rest of the kids?” Ace growled angrily, surprising her.
“Why would I do that? And you shouldn’t say that word. My mommy says it’s a bad word.” she said, her head tilted to the side. Ace could feel his cheeks heat up the tiniest bit, she looked cute like that.
Looking at the boy, you noticed his cheeks turning a little red, it had been getting colder, was he cold because he was sitting alone?
“Here. you’re cold, right?” you asked, taking off your scarf and offering it to him. He looked down at the red fabric before looking away, his cheeks turning redder.
“I’m not cold! I don’t need your stupid scarf, go play with the other kids already, nobody wants to hang out with a loser like me.” he said stubbornly, a mix of sadness and anger on his face. Sighing, you stood up, moving to stand in front of him as you wrapped your scarf around his neck, tucking it in before crossing your arms and smiling.
“It’s not good to be stubborn! And I bet they don’t like you because you don’t smile more. I bet you’d look super nice if you stopped scowling.” you stated, the boy looking at you in surprise.
“Now tell me your name so I can write the name of my new friend in my notebook!” you demanded, surprising him even further. Clearly you were as stubborn as he was.
“Why do you want to be friends with me? Don’t you have other friends to hang out with? And take your stupid scarf back!” he said, starting to unwrap the scarf, only for you to grab his hands, trying to stop him, the both of you struggling against the other.
“Keep it on! You’ll get cold again!” you protested, the boy falling backwards off the swing, taking you with him, a small ‘oof’ leaving him as his back hit the dirt, followed by another when you landed on him.
“See what you did? You knocked me off the swing!” he shouted, pushing you off him before sitting up.
“It wouldn’t have happened if you weren’t trying to take the scarf off! Now leave it on or I’ll pin you into the dirt!” you shouted back, your cheeks puffing out irritably, making the boy look away, his head ducking into the scarf, cheeks still a little pink.
“Don’t you have other friends to play with? Leave me alone!” he grumbled irritably, still not looking at you.
“No, at least not any real friends, so I wanted to be your friend!” you said sadly, looking at the ground, the boy looking at you in shock.
“..... Ace, my name is Ace.” he said softly, looking away once more.
“Y/n, can…. Can we be friends now?” you asked hopefully, Ace just nodding a little. The bell signaling the end of recess rang, the two of you heading inside, you insisting on holding his hand as you walked inside. You were friends now, you could hold his hand if you wanted.
Ace smiled as he leaned over the couch, his mother preparing dinner.
“And she’s super nice and has really pretty hair! I tried to give her her scarf back so she wouldn’t get in trouble with her mom but she said it was okay and that I needed it more. Then we spent all of arts and crafts together making stupid things like friendship bracelets cause she wanted to make friendship bracelets, but it’s okay, cause she looked really happy when I gave her one.” Ace babbled on, his mom smiling as she cooked, happy to see Ace happy. She knew he’d had a hard couple of weeks, so it was nice that he’d finally made a friend.
“She sounds like a good friend. You can invite her over if you’d like.” she offered, smiling at the boy.
“Awesome! I’ll tell her right away, but she might need to ask her mom first! She asks her mom for everything which is kinda stupid but that’s alright, because she’s cool so I’ll let her get away with it. Oh! She also gave me part of her lunch! She said she didn’t want her pudding so she gave it to me and I traded my carrots for her pineapple chunks!”
“Ace! You were supposed to eat those! You need to eat your vegetables!” his mother scolded, making the boy pout.
“But I don’t want baby carrots! You always give me baby carrots! I’m not a baby! I can have regular carrots!” he protested, glaring. Though his mother just laughed, finding the boy adorable.
“How about carrot sticks? Even your father eats those.” she offered, Ace nodding hesitantly.
“Fine, but pack enough for Y/n too! She likes carrots!” Ace said, a loud laugh coming from the entryway.
“You want more carrots in your lunch so you can give them to your new girlfriend?” Roger asked, walking into the living room, plopping down on the couch next to Ace.
“She’s not a girlfriend! She’s a friend who’s a girl!” Ace shouted, his cheeks heating up, making Roger laugh harder.
“That’s why you want extra carrots to give her? Because she’s ‘just a friend’.” Roger asked, knowing what it was like to be young.
“That’s what you do for friends! You give each other food and you play together! She even gave me her scarf so I wouldn’t be cold! She’s a really good friend!” Ace shouted, starting to pound his fists against his father’s arm. Roger laughed, but shied away from his son’s blows.
“Alright, alright! I submit! She’s just a friend!” Roger laughed, watching as Ace nodded and turned away, “but from how you talk about her, she sounds like she’d be a great girlfriend.” he added, bursting with more laughter as Ace’s cheeks turned bright red.
“She is not! She’s lame! She has to ask her mom for everything! And she wouldn’t leave me alone at first! And she wanted to make stupid friendship bracelets!” Ace shouted at his father, once again beating on the man.
“I thought you said she was cool and that she was happy when you gave her a bracelet.” Rouge interjected, Ace’s attention turning back to her.
“She is! But she’s not…. I mean she… agh! You guys just don’t get it!” Ace shouted, huffing and pouting as he stomped to his room. Rouge and Roger looked at each other, similar smiles on their faces.
“I’d bet that he gets her something really special soon.” Roger said, grinning.
“Dear, I don’t think you understand him at all, he’s already asking to go shopping to get her a nice, new scarf for giving him hers.” she said, shaking her head, just making the man laugh more. It was clear how Ace felt about you, whether or not he denied it.
With his ass raised up, Ace had problems enduring such a cruel punishment you applied over him with no mercy, in an attempt to discipline your lover over his considered bad behavior. But of course, this ginger male had the guts to fight back somehow… staring at you with a provocative smile, your beloved one expression slowly started to become one of mockery, like he was wondering if it was everything you got.
You knew very well that his intentions were of pissing you off and make you lose all control over such a bastard sinner, however, after taking a deep breath you placed over his warm and delicate skin another hit. Strongly grabbing the scarlet hair locks of his dumb head, you pulled them back and whispered a single thing over his ear: “Stop with such games, you little bitch.”
“What if I don’t want to?” Asked Trappola with a lustful expression and with his ruby eyes filled with the deepest desire of such a sinful soul. Sighing over his behavior, you slowly took off the belt you were wearing… if he wanted to play hard, you would be sure of making him play hard. Tying up his arms over his head, you flipped him over the bed, having the view of his beautiful hard dick and challenging expression. With your hands, you started a slow, yet corrupting rhythm against his erected member, making him squirm and let out a delicious moan - which by his part, he tried to suppress as best he could.
Smiling over such a reaction, you came back to say in a murmur close to his ear: “Well… so that means I will need to play with you until the point you are begging for some forgiveness.” A grin slowly started to bloom over the face of your rebellious lover, who particularly loved such an idea… and oh lord, how much such a smile pissed you off. Speeding up the rhythmic of your stroking, you watched the male twist his body and let out from his soft lips a bunch of struggling moans… but each time he dared to come closer and closer from reaching such a sinful climax, you just stopped to please his primal desires. Oh sweetie… Ace would be so mistreated on your hands… you will make sure to edge him until the point he surrenders himself for such a lustful madness.
Ace x GN Reader
Dub c0n/One Sided/ mind altering substance.
Word Count: 1,600
Sighing you looked over the dusty books and tarnished maps, pushing over a stack of the old tomes and wincing as they toppled off the desk, getting Ace’s attention. The island had been empty, devoid of all life except this tiny cottage in the middle of the woods, hidden away from the shore and prying eyes.
The thick layer of dust and thick cobwebs strung across every beam and tucked in every corner was enough to make you assume it was long forgotten.
Ace had lit up every candle and lantern in the cottage, spreading a warm glow throughout the creepy little house. You and Ace had been on a mission, the sea turning sour forcing you both to seek shelter from the nearest island.
Even now you could hear the storm outside, the frail roof creaking and the loose window panes rattling in their frames. Ace kept looking up at every bang against the back door. His jumping made you jump and you sighed as you opened a large book, hearing the heavy cover thud against the table.
“Oh wow, Ace, look at this.” You mumbled and saw that instead of pages filled with words there was a cut-out with a bottle.
The bottle looked brand new, the glass spotless, no dust of scuffs, it was pristine and inside the glass bottle was a liquid that looked like red wine, so rich in texture as you lifted it up and swirled it around in the bottle.
“I bet its blood.” Ace commented as he stepped over and took it from you, how he tipped it upside down and watched its sluggish movement.
“It’s definitely thicker than wine but it’s not blood.” You scoffed and watched him pull out the stopper and sniff it.
Ace wrinkled his nose when a pink-tinged mist escaped into the air and he coughed a little, it was sweet smelling, it wasn’t wine nor blood he deducted and gave it another sniff. Like fruit and candy. His stomach grumbled and he wondered if there was any harm in taking a swig, it might sate his need to fill his stomach, at least a bit.
He pressed the bottle to his lips and you stared at him wide-eyed, you lurched forward to grab it out of his hand, to knock it to the ground or something “Ace! Don't you fucking dare!” You were too late though as he took a hefty gulp.
Licking his lips he nodded, the taste had been pleasant.
“Ace you fuckin’ what if that kills you?” You sighed an exasperated sigh as you dropped your arms down by your sides and wondered if you could at least get ahold of Marco or Deuce, see if the denden could connect.
“Oh, your such a baby.” He said with a laugh and watched you sit on the desk, digging through your bag to find the small snail.
“We will see who the baby is when your crying to Marco about a bad stomach.” You mumbled and managed to find the denden.
There was a smash of glass that made you drop the creature onto the desk, you stared in the direction of the windows, worried a tree had been blown over and a branch had comprised the windows. Narrowing your eyes you didn’t see anything, about to say something your attention returned to Ace who was no longer holding the bottle, the contents hissing on the floor and vanishing into the floor.
His eyes changed, they looked half-lidded as he stared ahead at you. He didn’t seem all there as he looked flushed, his freckled cheeks seemed to be on fire with blush and he fanned himself.
“Ace?” You prompted and walked over to him, that was when his attention focused on you completely and he reached out for you.
You cried out when his lips were on your neck in seconds, open-mouthed and sloppy, drooling across your skin as his hands pawed at you, pushing up your shirt and grabbing at your chest, hands finding your nipples and running his thumb over them.
Crying out in pleasure and surprise you wriggled in his grasp, hands trying to fight him off as he sucked on the skin at your neck, causing little marks to appear as his mouth moved further down, claiming your collarbone to the same fate.
“Ace!” You hissed again and felt hot yourself, blushing at his forward actions, you glanced down and saw his heavy eyes focused on your mouth, how it moved when you gasped when you cried out his name.
“Please, what’s wrong with you?” You asked him as he rutted his erection against your thigh.
“I can’t stop myself, that potion m-must have been something.” He replied, the words slightly muffled against the skin of your neck.
That made sense and as awful as this situation was, at least it was your boyfriend, at least you were used to him and you knew it wasn’t his rational thinking. You just needed to go ahead with it, maybe letting him fuck you while high on the mystery substance is what he needed to get it over and done with.
He pulled off your shirt in one motion which had you blinded by fabric for a moment, he was fast, he always was when it came to undressing you and himself. He’d pulled down your shorts and underwear, and had you pushed over the desk, books, and papers flying everywhere.
It reminded you of the one time you’d fucked in Marco’s office.
His mouth connected with your neck once more, kissing and bruising the skin, laying claim to every inch as his mouth kissed his way down your neck, your collarbone until he placed his lips firmly around your nipple and sucked.
You dug your hands into his hair and gripped, head falling back as you moaned, his hand already between your thighs and touching your sex, knowing just what you liked he played with you, feeling the arousal building, making you need him.
“I’m not ready!” You said, pleading in your voice as his erect cock prodded at your hole, rubbing precum across the entrance as you thrashed.
“Sorry, I– I gotta… Sorry,,” His apology fell flat, mingled with his desperate husky voice as he returned to sucking your nipple, lapping his tongue over the pert bud and pinching your other one.
You were aroused but nowhere ready for his thick cock. You gripped his hair harder when the tip of his cock breached your body, sliding in with resistance, your body arching as he sheathed himself fully inside, he at least waited for you to relax.
Ace had the sense to play with your sex as he fucked into you, working you up with his hand, he knew how fast you liked it, how firm. He let go of the nipple and kissed your shoulder, biting into the flesh as he managed to bottom out fully.
“Fuck, so tight.” He hissed, drooling on the bite mark you now had emerged on your shoulder.
You tried to think about the pleasure he was giving you as he started to pull out of your hole, dragging his thick cock as he did. He started to pick up his pace, the old desk you were fucked over creaking and the legs screeching on the wood as it was rattled.
His panting and the crying of wood filled the air, your moans gaining in confidence as the pleasure he was providing you with started to relax your body which meant your body started to relax, taking him better as he slammed into you.
Ace’s hips snapped against yours as he cried out his enjoyment in your ear, holding you tightly as he tried to finish as fast as he could, the desire to stuff you full of his cum and the want for this all to be over bubbling to the forefront of his mind.
Despite it all, you could feel your climax approaching, you let go of his hair, digging nails into his sides as you threw back your head and moaned. His hand on your sensitive sex worked double time as he fucked into you with an unrelenting pace, sloppy as he was getting overwhelmed by his desire.
The heat that controlled his body, unlike anything he’d ever felt, was starting to dispute the closer he got to cumming. With one final thrust as you cried out his name, gripped him harder with your thighs, body convulsing as you came.
He came with you, filling your hole with thick hot cum, unlike anything you’d felt before. There felt like so much more than usual and it felt so hot, burning you up as you moaned once more as his cock softened in you, slipping out.
Ace sighed, panting and looking at your entrance, watching the thick cum leaking from your abused hole. He blinked, his rational thoughts coming back before he looked at you. Fucked out with a blissful look on your face, he quickly gathered you up and kissed your face, kissing over the marks he’d made.
“I’m so, so, so sorry.” He winced and held you against his chest.
Wrapping arms around his neck you sighed and shrugged. “It’s okay Ace, I know that wasn’t you just then… but maybe we learned a lesson huh?” You said with a mumble and he stared at you with a confused look.
“We don't eat or drink random stuff we find just laying around, right?”
Hewwo, what do u think going shopping with asl bros would be like? Could you do it as a headcanon? Thanks, honey😏🍡🍡
Grocery shopping with ASL bro's
Pairing: ASL bros x Reader
Genre: Fluff, [AU]
Words count: 0,4k
It's so typical but it's so cool to write like that😏🥂 Btw since you didn't mention what pronouns to use in headcanons, I'll use gn! I hope you like it honey 😘🍯
Since the appetite of your two guys is very large, you go to the shops almost every evening after work.
Usually you go alone or with Sabo as your schedules converge but on weekends Ace with Luffy goes with you unless Luffy hangs out at his hommies
if Luffy is at home, then he will definitely be the very first to go outside and will be waiting for you in the car. after you have gathered in the store in winter and he went out the very first in such summer fucking things, Sabo gives him the keys to the car so that he immediately sits inside, and does not stand in the cold in slippers, shorts and a summer shirt, scaring children in massive jackets
After you've parked in the parking lot and entered the store, the clog usually helps you a lot, unlike the other two fools, hehe～
Luffy will only help if you need to get a big piece of meat, yes
And one more, Luffy takes you to the meat department first thing, no wonder😒
Ace and Luffy are usually just giggling, looking at food and fooling around, picking on little kids, whatever, they can walk or their parents put them in a cart, these guys will ask them tricky questions.
After that, you and Sabo hit them on the head, maybe the child's parent too.
After they get big bumps on the top of their head they will get serious, well, at least Ace.
He understood what was right and what was wrong, thanks to "angry mommy *bonk*" 🎉
One day you meet Sanji in the fish department and you talking with him about all sorts of stupid things, good spices that would go with a certain type of fish and how to properly fillet fish, and Ace, Sabo & Luffy are like:🙄😐🤤
You have to buy a lot of things, and sometimes you think that they have black holes instead of stomachs.
actually it's true😔
Ace is trying to reach for the flakes and cookies on the top shelves, I don't know, it just seems like he could show you how cool he is.
Sometimes you ride Luffy in a cart, cutie ✨
After you pay for the groceries, Ace and Luffy take the food bags from you and run to the car as fast as possible
୧ ‧₊˚ 🍃 ⋅ TWST and/or Black Butler x Fantasy/Fairytale au
"Ah- Well hello there! You came just in time! I just laid out the snacks and drinks on the blanket and was just gonna get something from the house. I kinda forgot the strawberry cake hehe... You go on ahead, the picnic blanket should be under the oak tree on top of the hill."
Request list ᥫ᭡
༊·˚ How to send an ask~
You will be given three questions and from there you can pick what you want from the options listed below. (Sending a hi to Strawberry would also be nice!)
Example: I will pick the road to the lake and there I will meet Riddle, we will head to the picnic with roses and I will have ice cream sandwiches.
Or you can just say: Cottage + Lily + Epel + Apple juice
Walking through the path of the garden the path ended up going two ways. In front of you was a sigh point where the paths go the first one goes to a small lake while the other one goes towards a small cottage. Which road will you pick? (pick one)
Go to the lake if you want gn reader Go to the cottage if you want fem reader
You noticed how many beautiful flowers there were but there were one that caught your eyes. You picked one.
A Lovely Rose ;; Romantic Yandere
A Pretty Lily ;; Platonic Yandere
A Bundle of Lavender ;; Romantic
A Single Daisy ;; Platonic
Choosing your path you passed by pretty flowers and cute garden decorations you soon reach the destination the sign pointed to and see? (pick one)
"It seems that they have been here for a while and ask if they could join you to your picnic, maybe they were lost and could not get out of the huge garden, maybe they were just hungry or maybe they just wanted to spend time with you. In the end, you finally reached the picnic place, taking a seat you saw all the food laid out on the blanket and you wondered if Strawberry may have overdone it a bit." (pick one only!)
༊·˚ Deserts and Sweets~ (optional)
Caramel pudding; vampire au
Apple pie; fairy / pixies au
Chocolate brownie; mermaid / siren au
Red velvet cake; android au
Cotton candy; witch/wizard au
Strawberry tarts; naga au
Ice cream sandwiches; arranged marriage au (only yandere/romantic)
Oreo cookies; royalty / nobility au
Peanut butter cookies; love potion au (only yandere/romantic)
Chocolate churros; villain au
Tiramisu; body gaurd / knight au
Sugar-coated donuts; ghost au
Dark chocolate waffles; maid / butler / servant au
crowley is (finally) allowing you the choice of leaving ramshackle to move to whichever dorm you please, but you’re still unsure which one to choose. knowing that, everyone is trying to win you over.
author’s note : out of curiousity— of the 7 dorms, which would you choose to live at and why?
part 2 here!
“so, prefect! tell me, which dorm would you like to move to?”
you froze up. you have to make the decision now? “w-way to put me on the spot..” you muttered under your breath, nervously looking at crowley who was expecting an answer. you like all the dorms! how are you supposed to choose just one?
“i’ll go with… heartslabyul? no, no, scarabia! wait, scratch that, i’ll move to pomefi—”
crowley put a hand in front of you, stopping you from speaking any further. “it seems to me that you’re unsure, but it’s no problem! because i’m so very kind, i will give you as much time as you need to consider.”
“thank you, i’ll be thinking things over!” you waved before exiting his office. the door closed and crowley grinned, spinning around in his chair and rubbing his hands together.
“and i will be informing all your little friends that you’re still uncertain on which dorm to move to— a headmaster must keep himself entertained somehow!”
riddle is stressed, brainstorming different ways to convince you to come. he totally might just make a powerpoint presentation on why heartslabyul is the ideal dorm to be in, which is gold.
cater is just acting like he always does. he feels no need to do anything extra, isn’t he charming enough as is to bring you to heartslabyul?
ace “you and me are best friends” trappola. he absolutely exploits the fact that he’s one of the people to you, if not the closest. he bugs you about it so much though, it’s almost becoming counterproductive— not that he realizes it.
like most other times, deuce is dragged into ace’s scheme. and he totally buys that it’ll work too! they have the same logic of “we’re best friends, so they’ll choose us” and they’re gonna die on that hill. of course, until it comes out that you don’t choose them.
trey’s just caught up in the mess. he’s said “riddle, calm down”, “ace, leave them alone— you too, deuce”, and “thank god you’re so chill, cater” so many times.
leona doesn’t put in a lot of effort— he’s already certain you’re gonna choose his dorm. he’s not overbearing, you’re given a lot of free rein, and though the dorm members can be pretty combative, he’ll drive ‘em away if they try to mess with you. why would you go for any of the others?
ruggie’s got nowhere near as much confidence as leona does about this, so he’s going overboard with giving you gifts, doing little acts of service for you, buttering you up with (sincere) praise, anything that might make you gravitate towards picking savanaclaw.
as per ruggie’s request, jack’s (trying to) act sweeter than he normally is, but he just can’t— it’s way too embarrassing for him. he just ends up acting like the regular old him. and spills ruggie’s plan.
persuasion? it’s azul’s time to shine. he’s a master at this stuff, but there’s one mistake he’s making— he’s being so damn persistent and borderline annoying about it! the number one way to drive away customers! unless you’re a fan of that kind of behavior, it’s hard to even consider moving to octavinelle.
but you think it’s hard to catch a break from azul? pfft, he’s got nothing on floyd. there’s hardly any breathing room with him, literally and figuratively. he’s squeezing you nearly every second he’s with you and it’s hard to think around him.
jade just watches from the sidelines. he’s restraining himself from laughing as he sees azul trailing after you like he’s lost or floyd glomping you to the ground. when you’re tired of their antics and manage to get away, he’ll pour you a cup of tea (on the house!), asking if you’re alright. he’s octavinelle’s only hope.
kalim is basically like, “i don’t wanna sway your opinion, BUT—” he’ll tell you the most amazing things about living in scarabia and how cool the dorm and their members are with the biggest grin on his face. he hypes it up so much it’s sounding like the perfect place.
there’s not a lot left for jamil to do is doing since kalim’s doing pretty much all the work. just to pull you in a little closer though, he’ll give you more treats (made by him) during the day, sometimes reminding you that you could have his cooking every day if you lived at scarabia.
now, vil is sure you already have your sights set on pomefiore— but he’s not gonna take any chances! so he sends rook and epel to spend some time with you. or in other words, advertise their dorm. he’s expecting to see you with luggage soon, asking where their spare room is.
rook is having a field day, he’s probably having the most fun out of everyone here. he’s reciting poems he wrote just for the occasion and practically throwing flower bouquets at you, all while epel…
epel stands off to the side, awkwardly watching rook. he freezes up when told by rook to “show y/n how much you want them to choose pomefiore!” and his brain malfunctions, trying to put together a poetic sentence. all that came out was, “i’ll.. cut apple slices for you..?” not quite what rook had in mind, but it’s beautiful in it’s own way.
idia is extremely anxious— he wants you to pick his dorm, but has no idea how to convince you into doing it. or even how to make his dorm look like an appealing place to be. he feels like the greatness of his dorm pales in comparison to the other ones, so he kinda just hopes a miracle will happen and you’ll choose ignihyde.
oh, malleus is dead set on having you in diasomnia, you have no idea— he’s pulling out all the stops, pulling so many strings. wins “the most desperate” trophy by a landslide. it’s hard to tell though when he seems so nonchalant.
everyone’s trying so hard, it’s amusing, lilia thinks. it all looked like a ton of fun, so of course he was gonna hop onto the “winning you over” bandwagon! he’ll recount all the fun stories he and his dorm mates have had at diasomnia! such as studying gargoyles, and training, and the horrific yet oddly comedic injuries had during training… you question if lilia is throwing you off on purpose.
sebek’s bugging you whenever he gets the chance, boasting about his dorm. diasomnia is the best dorm all around! not only do you have the pleasure of worshipping the young lord, there’s plenty of fun things to do— don’t mind the dark, intimidating atmosphere! now, why don’t you just go and tell the headmaster your choice already?
silver honestly doesn’t know what he’s doing, he’s just goin’ with the flow. when sebek sent him after you, it was a bit awkward. he just said, “you can protect malleus with us and take naps with me :)” and called it a day. is it not enough to have you completely sold though? ♡
you let out a groan as you slumped on top of your bed, grim following after you.
“these guys have been draggin’ you all around! they’re treatin’ this like war!”
“no kidding.” you sighed, turning over on your back. “crowley just had to tell them, didn’t he? now they’re all trying so hard, it’s just making deciding on only one of them more difficult. i don’t wanna hurt any feelings.”
info : smut. 2,100 words. minors & ageless blogs dni. reblogs are greatly appreciated! thank you <3
— 𝐀𝐂𝐄. mating press, squirting, overstimulation
ace folds you into a mating press, pushing your thighs against your tits, hands coming to slap against either side of your head. his pace is rough, focusing on aiming his cock at the spot that has you trembling the fastest. your mouth drops open at the roughness, clinging onto his strong back as you whimper.
“fuck…don’t squirm,” he growls, one of his hands come to delicately wrap around your neck, pushing you into the mattress as better leverage to snap his hips against yours. “did you think i’d fall for something like that, baby?”
he leans down, propped up on his elbows as he nips and sucks at your neck, groaning when your nails dig into his back. “i’m gonna make you cum so hard,” he grunts, “cum all over my dick. you like that?”
“yes, yes please…” you plead, eyes wandering down to his thick cock being swallowed by your cunt. you clench around him, and he groans loudly in your ear. “fuck, that’s right— you always tighten up like this when you’re gonna cum— shit”
ace’s dick is throbbing in your cunt, picking up a quicker pace as you cling onto him, body swaying from each of his movements. his fingers come down to roughly rub at your pearl, pads of his fingers drawing circles as you try and close your thighs instinctively, only to be stopped by his own.
“stay still, stay fucking still— gonna make you squirt.” his words come out unsteady from the way he’s pounding into you, and he grasps both of your wrists easily with one hand, pinning them above you to keep you still for him.
you’re so captivated by him, face glistening with sweat, eyebrows furrowed harshly in concentration as he aims for your most sensitive spot, slamming into it again and again. he always fucks you so good, making sure you cum hard around him every time.
but the way he’s giving his all to make you cum harder after seeing you fake an orgasm makes you feel differently, cunt fluttering around his cock after seeing him so feral this time.
“a-ace, gonna cum!” you cry out, cunt clenching sporadically around his cock— and he doesn’t slow down, spitting on your clit so he can rub faster, harder— snapping his hips against yours with pure strength. “cum then,” he growls, and the knot inside you snaps, gushing all over ace as he slows down his thrusts to lengthen your orgasm.
you think that you’re done, shaking with the intensity of the orgasm he just gave you, expecting him to pull out and watch his cum seep out of your cunt— but he didn’t cum.
he keeps his cock buried in your cunt, giving you a toothy grin. “you ready for more?”
you can feel his cock throbbing against your walls, desperate to empty its load into you, but you should’ve known something like this would hurt his pride. he’s panting above you, his jaw clenched hard— trying not to cum even when the aftershocks of your orgasm cause your walls to flutter so perfectly against his sensitive cock.
“i wanna see….” he pulls out slowly, “just how much you can cum in one night….”
he slams back into you, cunt squelching loudly around him. “you don’t mind, right?”
— 𝐌𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊. cunninglingus, heavy dumbification
you’ve lost count of your orgasms now— mihawk eating you out mercilessly for what feels like forever. you’re not even sure if you can feel your orgasms anymore, clit swollen and tired from the endless abuse he’s given it.
you think you’ve been fucked dumb, too dumb to have anything besides the feeling of his tongue in your mind— too fucked out to do anything besides lay there with your tongue lolled out and let him have his way with you.
he thinks it’s cute that you’re so trusting with him, letting go of your thoughts and taking whatever he chooses to give you, but that’s not enough for him to let you go tonight.
his tongue laps at your clit, switching between flicking at your tired nub and tongue fucking you. he’s groaning into your folds, hungrily slurping at your cunt as you choke out a moan and pant. “naughty girl,” he grunts. “you’re going to cum over and over like this on my tongue alone.”
he knows exactly how to treat you when you act like this, your name rolling off his lips every now and then to ensure you’re still with him. his hands are always gentle with you, rubbing at your thighs and ass up to your pretty stomach, letting you know how much he loves you— a huge contrast to the roughness he’s giving your aching cunt.
you think your next orgasm is approaching, you’re not sure if you can tell— but mihawk can. his tongue shifts its attention to focus solely on your poor clit, licking the nub and slurping on it until the knot in you snaps for what feels like the thousandth time, shaking and crying under the mercy of his mouth. his mouth doesn’t move off of you, and you tiredly push on his head for any opportunity to seek relief.
instead, he wraps his arms around your thighs, pulling you flush against his tongue. “i’m not letting you go just yet.”
he’s so satisfied with the way you’re laying at his mercy, body shaking with the intensity of all the orgasms he’s given you with just his mouth. but he still wants to see just how far exactly he can take you, so his tongue comes back to lap at your cunt.
his mouth is admittedly tired by now, face and chin covered in your cum as he forces himself to eat you out meticulously, angling his head to get deeper into you. he can’t get enough of you, hungrily eating at your cunt even if his jaw is aching, just because he’s addicted to seeing you come undone. he’s happy with your lack of squirming now, limp body heaving up and down with each breath you take.
“you should have just asked for this instead of trying to trick me like that,” he grunts against your cunt, golden eyes flickering upwards to sneak a glance at you.
his lips tug into a subtle smile at the sight, eyes rolled back and panting tiredly as the back of your palm rests on your sweaty forehead. “but i guess it’s too late for that now.”
you were all his, after all. he was gonna rip every orgasm out of you tonight to make sure you never pull a stunt like that with him again, until your only memory of tonight is the way you’re shaking and at his mercy.
— 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐈. spanking, brief usage of a vibrator, mirror sex, standing full nelson
you should have known it would be a stupid idea to try and fool lucci. faking your orgasm didn’t do anything but get you in trouble, now sprawled over his lap with a vibrator buried inside your dripping cunt as you count and thank him for each slap to your ass.
“what number was that?”
“t-thirteen! thank you,” you blurt out, ass stinging and your legs shaking against his firm thighs. his hand rubs over the redness on the globes of your ass, satisfied with the hand prints littered across it. “think you deserve it now?”
you shyly nod, unsure of what answer he’s looking for from you right now. “you don’t, but i’ll show you something anyways,” he says flatly, removing the vibrator and discarding it onto the floor as arms come to scoop you up and carry you to the large mirror hanging on the wall.
your face is already heating up at the sight— his hands digging into the skin of your thighs as he holds you up against the mirror, wide open and dripping slick directly onto his cock.
“well, what do you say?”
his dick is rubbing against your slit, cock dragging along your folds as you gasp at the stimulation. you know how mean he is, fully aware that he won’t stick his dick into you and leave you desperate and needy unless you ask for it nicely.
“please…please give me i-it!”
you choke out a moan as his thick cock buries itself in your cunt in one swift motion, before he’s immediately bouncing you up and down on it— not giving you any room to adjust to his size. “f..fuck,” you slur, slamming your eyes shut to relieve some of the overwhelming stimulation to your core. his cock is always so good, hitting all your spots with precision in each snap of his hips.
“open your eyes,” he grunts, slamming you down until you’ve taken every inch of him, balls pressed against your skin as you gasp at the fullness. he watches you as your eyes flutter back open, brimming with tears before suddenly widening at the sight of yourself.
“look at yourself closely. see that?”
and yeah, you can see why he didn’t believe your little stunt for a second. his throbbing cock is covered in your slick, dripping all the way down to his heavy balls, and he can feel your walls clench around him at the lewdness of it all. you can hardly believe the face you’re making is real, half lidded eyes bubbling with tears and little gasps escaping your swollen lips.
it looks like he’s completely ruined you, and he hasn’t even gotten started yet.
“get a good look. after all, that’s the dirty face you always make when you’re about to cum.”
— 𝐋𝐀𝐖. fingering, dumbification, hand fetish
law’s chin rests gently on your shoulder as he watches the way your aching cunt is still managing to clench so hard around his fingers, even after giving you your third orgasm.
he curls his digits against your spot again, letting your head fall back against his chest as your mouth hangs open at the overstimulation. “did you think i wouldn’t notice?” he asks, fingers sliding out of your folds before he’s running them up and down your slit, smearing your slick against your clit as you tremble in his hold.
“i know every single one of your reactions by now.”
his gaze shifts to you, lips tugging into a smirk as you tiredly stare at the hand touching your cunt right now. he knows how much you love his hands— always trying to hold them, or lay by him and trace the letters on each of his fingers. he knows you love the sight of them working at your cunt, pretty fingers covered in slick and flexing inside of you.
which is why he’s going to make you cum on them again and again, until you forget that you ever even tried fooling him like that.
two fingers dip back into your cunt, lazily pumping them in and out of you before he curls them perfectly against your spot again, causing you to squeal. “too..too much!” you slur, grasping onto his arms.
“stay still,” he grunts, fucking your cunt with his fingers, “i’m giving you what you need, you just need to lay here and take all of it.”
the flex of his forearm has your breath hitching in your throat, veins bulging out of his hand each time he curls his fingers against you. he’s hitting the same spot over and over again, and you gasp as your cunt squelches loudly with each movement, thighs squeezing around his hand until you’re finally gushing around his fingers, thighs shaking against his hand as you pant.
“i’m not done. again,” he says flatly, tilting your chin up to look at him.
his lips slot against yours to capture you in a breathless kiss, moving three fingers in and out of your dripping cunt. he loves you like this, still trying to hump against his fingers with your hips even when you’re too fucked out to talk.
he pulls away, trailing wet kisses down your neck as he quickens his pace. “i’ll take my fingers out of you,” he whispers against your neck, “only after you’ve forgotten about everything except the way my fingers feel inside of you.”
"cuddle piles and kisses," twisted wonderland first years.
synopsis: after being invited to [name]'s dorm for a sleepover, the first years end up cuddling to sleep. before they fall asleep, [name] makes a point to kiss all of them goodnight - leaving them flustered before bed.
note: the requests will be posted soon because there's a lot and i've had a really bad case of writers block recently.
dorm leaders react to the cuddle pile!
it was 2:48 am on a saturday morning. the first years were all in ramshackle for a sleepover that you had organized. you've done almost everything that you had planned to do except sleep. so here you were, with your first year besties cuddled up in a pile of blankets and pillows.
ace -- was to the far left of you, holding your hand while facing towards you. he wasn't cuddled up close to you because deuce was there. he was still satisfied with being able to hold your hand, an intimate thing he wants to do with you that he's only been able to fantasize. his thumb traced random letters and shapes on the back of your hand. when you start to doze off, he traces: i love you, and a bunch of hearts on the back of your hand.
deuce -- got one of the arguably best spots in the cuddle pile after epel. he was curled into your left side, lying his head on a pillow and your chest and his arms wrapped around you. he loved how close he was to you and he slept almost baby-like with how he could hear your heartbeat. it was reassuring, and each calm and rhythmic 'thump!' gave him more reasons to love you. (it also made is own heart beat a lot faster unlike your calm ones.)
jack -- was like a pillow shifted to the right. your was head on his chest and it was near his heart and he had to thank the great seven for letting him stay calm so his heart wouldn't beat 100 miles a minute. he enjoyed the feeling that you were relying on him partially. he even built up the courage to play with your hair/shoulders. he was like a masseuse! (his tail was also wrapped around your waist because if it wasn't, it'd be wagging a lot in satisfaction!)
epel -- had what everyone envied. he got the best place, the best pillow, everything. he got the lap spot. his head was laid on your lap as his hands were wrapped around your waist drawing shapes near jack's tail and deuce's arms. he soon realized he had the best spot in the cuddle pile. he got to use your lap and tummy as a pillow while being really close to you! your free (right) hand played with his hair and he loved it. (he was thankful for once that vil liked to keep his hair so soft.)
sebek -- was to the far right of you. he was facing the ceiling, but had no contact with you unlike the others. you offered him your hand which he declined because, "i don't need some pathetic human's hand!" but he did feel slightly upset when you pulled your hand and used it play with epel's hair. but when epel fell asleep you removed your hand from his hair and grabbed sebek's hand yourself, intertwining your fingers. he fell asleep much happier and more comfortable with the reassurance that you're there. he squeezes your hand gently on occasion, and if he's lucky, he get's a squeeze back.
you were all cuddled up nicely after this successful sleepover. you were all beginning to nod off before you remembered one thing that you absolutely wanted to do. you didn't know if they were sleeping and you defiantly didn't want to wake them up if they were sleeping. hesitantly, you say, "are you all still awake?"
small mumbles of affirmation came from each person to signal they were in fact awake. you smiled, the plan would work! you nudged epel, asking him to get up. he complied, although a bit grumpy he'd have to give up his thigh pillows temporarily. you removed jack's tail and epel and deuce's hands from your waist softly.
you crawled over to sebek first, leaning down to give him a kiss on his forehead. "goodnight, sebek. thank's for coming to the sleepover, i hope you enjoyed it! sweet dreams," you placed another one on his cheek. "g-goodnight, human. sweet dreams to you to as well."
luckily it was dark or else you would've seen the blush that painted his cheeks. sure, it wasn't a kiss on the lips but it was a kiss. he was ecstatic. his joy didn't show on the outside except for the blush, but his joy would show in his dreamland fantasies where he got an actually kiss on the lips from you.
you then turned around to jack. you kissed his forehead, they you ruffled his hair and gave affectionate scratches to his ears. he had to literally sit on his tail so that it wouldn't start wagging. he was so happy but he hid that. only a faint blush covered his cheeks.
"g'night, jack! sweet dreams. sorry you'll have to miss your morning run for this, but i hope you enjoyed it," even in the dark, he could see your sincere yet apologetic smile. "i enjoyed it so it's fine, [name]. sweet dreams and goodnight to you too." you kissed his cheek and then ruffled his hair and scratched his ears again. the wolf beastman hoped that because it was dark, you couldn't see his flushed cheeks.
you crawled over jack and deuce's body to ace, who was propped up on his elbows watching your interactions with the others. that means he was next and he was so excited! "night, ace. have sweet dreams, kay?" you gave two kisses to both of his cheeks and ruffled his hair playfully. "night to you too, [name]~" he cooed. although he seemed chill about it, his cheeks were hot from being so flustered.
you returned to you spot in the middle, where epel crawled back on your lap and deuce laid his head on your chest. you leaned your head over to the side to kiss deuce's forehead. "night, deuce," you kissed the bridge of his nose because you couldn't reach his cheek. "dream about me, 'kay?" you said it in a teasing tone, leaving his heart beating even faster and making his cheeks extremely red. "good n-night to you too, [name]," he says before yawning. he was defiantly gonna dream about you.
epel waited a few seconds before crawling up to your face. he had the best spot in the cuddle pile but he missed out on the best part of it! "where's my good night kiss, [name]?" he teased, but you could pick up the actually question in his tone despite being tired. "i couldn't get to you with deuce on me, but you just made it easier," he didn't understand what you meant by making it easier, but he found out when your lips connected with his cheeks.
"thank's for coming tonight epel. it must've been hard to convince vil, but i'm glad you did it. good night epel. have sweet dreams." you were about to lean in to deliver a kiss to his other cheek but he beat you to it. his lips connected with yours, giving you instead a good night kiss. "good night, [name]. i hope you have sweet dreams as well and liked my gift for inviting me." he gave a teasing smirk before crawling down and laying back on your thighs. he kissed your stomach a little before resting his head.
later, that morning, you were the last person to wake up. before you woke up, ace and deuce were yelling at epel because they witnessed him kissing you. sebek tried to stop them because he was annoyed with their yelling. jack, on the other hand, tried to stop them from yelling so that they wouldn't disturb your beauty sleep. they all (and would never admit this) thought you looked amazing while sleeping, they only wished if they took a picture of you.
they were all so very thankful that you invited them over for the sleepover. they had the most amazing dreams thanks to having the cuddle pile and your good night kisses. please do invite them for a sleepover again, [name]!