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Just The Two of Us (Idia Shroud x gn!reader)

Tags: fluff, hurt / comfort, crack (?), miscommunication trope (derogatory), my attempt at perspective shifting and humor, idia slander /lh (idk why I bullied him sm in this chapter lolol)

Word Count: 3602

It's been a week since your last date with Idia and you're starting to believe that he's lost interest in you. However, Idia is insecure from what has happened on said date. Luckily, you're both able to clear each other's misconceptions.

AN: hhhhhh i'm sorry this took so longggg i just knew what I wanted to right but not how to write it, y'know. also i wanted to take a break from writing longer fics since I wrote the last one in the middle of the night (as if i'm not doing that again-)

You lay awake in bed. It's 1 am, the air is cool and the only noises you can hear are the trees shaking outside and Grim's little snores. You should, theoretically, be asleep right now. But your worries keep you up.

It's been about a week since your first, and seemingly last date with Idia Shroud. The boy you've had a crush on for so long. The boy you've been close friends with for even longer. And he hasn't talked to you since. You thought he hated you for that date. Maybe it was because you knew of his anxiety and still made him go outside. Maybe it was because you kicked him too much while playing that arcade game. Maybe it-

Your thoughts are luckily silenced by the bright light coming from your phone. You glance over at the notification. Speak of the devil.

Sans: hey you up?

You were annoyed by how nonchalant he seemed despite trying to avoid you for the past week but your desire to be closer to him was stronger than any resentment you had for the boy.

You: no lol

Sans: oh (╥﹏╥)

Sans: im sorry for waking you

Sans: forgot normies needed their sleep

Sans: ill let you sleep

You: no it's fine. i was just joking

Sans: ಠ︵ಠ

You: so, did you wanna talk about something?

There was silence for a few moments. Maybe he really was mad at you; you would think if the constant flickering of ellipses at the bottom of your screen had anything to say for it.

Sans: just wanted to ask you something (´-﹏-`；)

You: and this couldn't wait until morning??

Sans: yes

Sans: i wanna see you again

Sans: in person

Sans: i miss you

Sans: i really do

Your heart tightened with a multitude of different feelings. On one hand, you were upset because he could've spoken up about this beforehand. On the other hand, you would feel really bad to get mad at him if he was serious. And on a separate hand that swatted the other two away, you just wanted to hold your firey little shut in so bad!

You: you better not be lying y'know!

Sans: im not!!!

You: good, cuz i miss you too dumbass

Sans: (≧▽≦)

Sans: wait dumbass?!?!

If you were mad before, that feeling was swiftly filled with amusement. You tried to keep your laughter in, so as not to wake Grim, who was still peacefully sleeping at the edge of your bed. Feeling mischievous, you decided to tease Idia.

You: so, you wanna see me so bad huh???

Sans: ye?

Sans: if it's about me being distant for the past week, ikik

Sans: id rather talk about it in person though

Sans: i don't wanna talk about it over text and have you not believe me and get a bad end!

Your nerves started to grow again. You two didn't even start dating yet and he wanted to break up?! Hopefully this was just a misunderstanding on your behalf but given how tired and already upset you were before, it was hard to think rotationally.

You: k. how about we meet up tomorrow? or today ig

Sans: SO SOON?!?!

You were confused by his response. Clearly if he wanted you two to stay friends then he'd want to have this conversation earlier than later.

You: yeah, why not??

Sans: alright alright fineee

Sans: just dont come super early

Sans: maybe around 12 or something

You: sure. see you

You hoped your texts didn't come off as too bitter but honestly, you just really didn't want the relationship you two started to end so quickly. With that text, you tried to go back to bed.

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Idia: alright

Idia: night

Idia dropped his phone on his desk and plopped his face in his hands. Your texts seemed dryer than usual, you didn't respond back to his good night text telling him he should go to bed as you usually would, and you wanted to see him this soon?! Idia's leg began to bounce as he bit his lip in frustration. He should really clean up his room now. Yeah he would have less time to grind in the newest MMORPG he started playing but it's the price he had to pay for you not to call him a disgusting NEET.

Idia got up from his chair to stretch. His lips positioned themselves into his usual frown as he checked his phone to see if you replied.

.*♡Prefect♡*.: sure. see you

That was the last message you sent to him.

"Of course they're upset at me still" Idia thought to himself, "I mean, I did avoid them for the past couple of days." Since he didn't go to school in person, he spent 90% of his time in his room. Even then, he wouldn't respond to your texts.

.*♡Prefect♡*.: hey! how are you today??

.*♡Prefect♡*.: is everything alright??

.*♡Prefect♡*.: are you upset?

Of course he wasn't upset at you, you miracle given to him by the Great Seven themselves! Why would he be? You're nice to him, your patient, you care about his needs more than he did, you let him kiss you on the cheek-

Idia let out a long, pitiful sigh. He leaned against his desk chair, forehead digging deeper and deeper into the headrest. He wanted to kiss you again. Hell, he would give up almost anything to kiss you properly. But he knew he wouldn't be able to. I mean, yeah you took him out on a date, sure. But why would you, the nicest, sweetest, most precious, and most attractive person be ok with him kissing you, let alone on the lips.

He slowly picked himself up from his chair. I mean, his room isn't going to pick itself up!

"I just really hope they're not mad at me" Idia muttered to himself, "I really do."

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Noon came and you found yourself pacing at Idia's door. Unknown to you, Idia was exhausted from cleaning his room all night and loathing all morning. And unknown to Idia, you were fiddling with the hem of your shirt, thinking that Idia wanted to end your relationship seemingly as soon as it started.

You hesitantly knocked on the door. You heard a soft yelp from the other side followed by a couple small crashes.

"H-hold on a second!" You heard Idia yell from the other side. "And don't startle me like that!" A moment later, the door unlocked and Idia peeked through the crack as he normally did.

"Did you really have to knock that loud?" His voice was soft but still had the air of annoyance you were used to. You nodded you head with a stupid smirk on your face, to which the boy rolled his eyes and opened the door for you.

His room was a lot cleaner than it usually was: his bed was neatly made, any wrappers and boxes were either thrown out or neatly put away, and the cords that were usually littered across the floor were tucked away under his PC. You have Idia a dramatic shocked face while looking at his room and back at him.

"Are you sure this is your room?!" you teased, "It's so clean! And I can barely smell the usual burnt hot pocket stench in here!" Idia lightly bonked you on the head for that remark, causing you to dramatically wince in pain.

"I do clean up here every once in a while, you know? You thought I just never cleaned?" Again, you nodded aggressively to his question. Idia sighed at you and plopped down on his bed. You walked up to his bed to do the same before you stopped yourself. The boy pouted as he noticed you standing in front of his bed still and ever-so-gently patted the spot next to him.

"Y-you don't have to ask permission to sit on my bed. I don't… mind." You did as he said and sat down next to him.

The next couple of minutes were met with silence. Occasionally, one of you two would open your mouths to speak only to be met with silence. Before the last couple of weeks, you and Idia would be a lot more relaxed around each other. Time spent in his room would mainly consist of Idia playing games or working at his desk while you would annoy him while sitting on his desk. What you would give to go back to bombard Idia with requests to pay attention to you just to show him a stupid meme or play the vibe boom sound affect to annoy him. It was like you were two different people now.

"So," you finally spoke up, "what'd you wanna talk about in person?" That question was so simple but hit Idia like a truck. He'd been rehearsing how to talk to you about this but fell short at the task at hand. His mind went blank as he stuttered, fiddling with his hands as he grew more uneasy knowing you were looking at him so intently. He took in a sigh.

"I'm really sorry." Idia trembled as he spoke. He brought his knees up to his face, hiding it and any potential tears that might come out.

"For what?" you asked. You hoped it was for him not responding to your messages for the past week but that didn't seem to be the case since he wouldn't necessarily need to apologize to you in person for that.

"For the date. I was really lousy and anxious and a burden, y'know? And I even had the audacity to…" he paused for a second, burying himself deeper into his knees, "kissing you, in the photo booth." Idia wiped any loose tears on his pants and looked at you to see your response. Surprisingly to him, you had the most deadpan face he's ever seen from you.

"Are you deadass?"

"Y-yeah? Did I say something wrong? Was that not a proper apology for you? You want me to grovel at my knees, begging you for my forgiveness and give you all of my possession?" Idia yelped again as he saw how your face looked somehow even more annoyed. He swore he was about to throw up right then and there. You stood up from the bed to stand right in front of him.

"H-hey, what're you-"

SMACK

Both of your hands held Idia's cheeks as he winced in pain.

"You have to be one of the smartest yet stupidest people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting!" You began to smush his face together as he spoke. "I've known you for about a good year now. I've been friends with you for about a good year now. And I've liked you, ROMANTICALLY, for a long while now!"

"R-really?!" Idia looked at you with a dumbstruck expression. You squished his face closer together in response, kneeling down to his eye level.

"Yes, really. And I went on a date with you. I had so much fun that day. Hell, I even kissed you before too and you seemed to enjoy that quite a bit!" Idia grew flustered in your hold. You wondered whether or not he was a robot too, given how much he was seemingly malfunctioning.

"Well- that's because- you know, I-" The more Idia failed to speak the warmer and pinker he became; which was good news for you because you found that shit adorable. You were only teasing him but finding out he really did enjoy your little forehead peck filled your heart by tenfold. But now wasn't the time for gushing over how cute the humanized fireball was. You gently removed your hands from Idia's face and held his hand in yours, placing them on his lap.

"Idia, I'm not upset at you for the date. If anything, I'm more upset that you ignored me for a week since you were probably sulking the whole time." Oof, you hit the nail right on the head.

Idia shrank into himself, feeling even worse about himself. He trembled, trying to hold back his tears. He wasn't considering the fact that you enjoyed spending time with him. He was so used to only Ortho wanting to spend time with him and caring about him. Having a whole human being who wasn't his brother enjoyed his presence so much that they missed the absence of it filled him with overwhelming emotions. Then, you pulled him in for a loose yet gentle embrace, and he cracked.

He brought you in closer, shoving his face in the crook of your shoulder to hide the sniffles and whimpers. You gently rubbed small circles against his back and he trembled more from how hard he was holding back sobbing aggressively into your shoulder.

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Idia began to calm down in your touch, but soon got up to wipe his tear-stained face.

"So," you began to speak, causing the boy to jump, "should I leave now?" You didn't want to leave so soon, all you wanted was to hang out with your favorite gamer boy. However, from what he had displayed earlier, you thought it would be best for him to cool off on his own.

"Wait, no!" Idia realized how loud and desperate he sounded. He began to mentally curse himself for that. "I- I mean, if you'd like to leave you can. But I'm also fine with you staying too."

"Alright, then I guess I'm staying for the night then." You thought it would be best to go back to Ramshackle dorm and pick up some stuff if you were going to do so.

"W-wait- what- h-huh?!" Idia rushed towards you in confusion. He had a bunch of questions to ask at once such as "Why are you leaving?", "Why are you staying overnight?", "Do you wanna sleep in my bed? With me in it?" "Am I dreaming???"

"Well, I thought now's a better time than ever to make up for the time you ignored me for the past week. Plus, I have to get stuff from my room like pajamas and snacks." You moved towards him, poking his chest to get his attention. "That is, unless you have some spare clothes you can lend me instead?"

He was gonna start crying again if you kept this up. He's not at a high enough level to unlock your SSR tier costume! He was just hoping that this limited-time event was gonna get a rerun.

"Well then, I'm going back to my dorm now. See you in a bit!"

"See you…" Idia shut his door as you ran back to Ignihyde's dorm mirror. He cursed himself for ever thinking of ignoring you for so long if this is what the consequences would've been.

You came back with a backpack's worth of stuff, in addition to a small bag of snacks and bottled water.

"What's the bag for?" Idia inquired.

"Well, since we're probably gonna be staying in your room for the rest of the day, I thought I might as well get us some food to eat." Idia's eyes widened, realizing the last thing he ate was a half-leftover bag of gummy worms last night before he started cleaning. How he's still alive amazes the both of you.

You set down your backpack at the edge of Idia's bed and the bag of snacks on his desk. You tried to pick snacks that weren't just sweets given Idia's shit diet that seemed to consist mainly of candy and energy drinks. You make a mental note to order something with vegetables for dinner. One snack in particular catches your eye though.

"Hey, Idia" you call out to him. He hums in response, also checking out the snacks in your bag. "Wanna watch a couple movies?" You grab a bag of popcorn chips and shake it at him.

"Sure" he replies, trying hard not to focus too hard on how hungry the popcorn chips make him, "I can boot up a couple on my laptop." Idia went to grab his laptop while you went to make a pillow nest on the floor.

"Do you really have to put all of my stuff on the floor?" Idia complained as you began to add one of his bean bag chairs in the nest.

"Would you rather sit and cuddle on the bed?" Idia flushed at the mix of tease and sincerity in your voice as he shook his head. You chuckled as you continued to work on your nest, making it big enough for the two of you to fit without making it too small so as not to make things too uncomfortable. The two of you plopped in your creation, pulling a blanket over your laps.

"What do you wanna watch?" Idia asked.

"I wanna watch something stupid."

"Huh, why's that?"

"The shittier the movie, the funnier it is to laugh at how much money the producers wasted."

"Fair enough." Idia chuckled as he went looking for a bad movie to watch.

As he was looking, you decided to sneak glances at the boy in question. His hair was put in a high ponytail, likely from when he was cleaning his room last night. His lips were slightly agape and occasionally wetted by his tongue. He was wearing his long-sleeved black and blue undershirt, black sweatpants, and uncharacteristic purple cat print socks. You bit your lip unconsciously; realizing how creepy that would have seemed, you pried your eyes away from him. You felt a slight tap on your shoulder, causing you to jump.

"Is this one ok?" He pointed to the screen, showing the description for a movie called "The Velocipastor". You failed to hold in your laughter reading it, leading Idia to laugh as well and start the movie. Some time passed as the two of you watched the movie while making snarky commentary on it.

"Why did the pimp even kill the main character's parents anyways?" You ask, reaching for another popcorn chip.

"I dunno. Maybe it's because most media protagonists need to have at least one dead parent to add to their tragic backstory. Imagine this movie as a shounen anime lmao." The two of you started laughing hysterically at the thought. You had to rewind just so you wouldn't miss anything.

As you went to grab more of your chips, you realized the bag was empty. Your hand went to grab another snack from your snack bag as your hand brushed Idia's. He was quick to pull his hand away, but placed his hand on the bag after you got your new snack. His golden eyes glanced at your hands every once in a while, you couldn't help but smile at how obvious he was being.

You slowly placed your hand on top of Idia's. His hand was large and slightly cool. It was rough likely due to how much he deals with machinery. His fingernails were visibly chewed on while his knuckles were boney and prominent. You began to rub over his hand with your thumb, causing the boy to let out a soft sigh. He quickly cleared his throat and rewound the movie once again. You looked over at the clearly flustered boy and chuckled at how cute he was being. The noticable pink tips of his fiery hair would be the death of him.

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Over the course of the night, the two of you watched four shitty movies, had dinner, and had a bunch of fun. After dinner though, you grew sleepy, having only so much energy left. You would slowly start falling asleep only to jolt yourself awake every couple of minutes. That was until Idia stopped the movie you were currently watching and closed his laptop.

"Why'd you stop the movie?" You tried to wipe as much sleep from your eyes as you could.

"Because you need to go to bed" Idia replied, getting up to put everything away, "A normie like you can't stay up for very long, y'know?" You pouted at his teasing, knowing he wasn't exactly lying. It was getting pretty late and your body was getting heavy from drowsiness. You huffed as you made a makeshift bed on the floor and lied down.

"Good night." You yawned, "Don't let the bed bugs bite."

"Night" Idia muttered, trying to grab a pillow for his bed. As he went to pull the pillow away, your hand grabbed gently at his sleeve, tugging it with just as much strength. His heart tightened from your display. He knew he'd regret it later but he'd have to be a new brand of evil to resist your sleepy charm.

Idia lied down next to you. As he did, he studied your face as he briefly noticed you did to him earlier. Every part of you was perfect to him: your parted lips, you gently fluttering eyelashes, your soft snores. He was so glad to have such a nice CG to go to sleep looking at. He knew he'd have the sweetest dreams from this.

You stirred a bit, causing Idia to turn around away from you, just in case his face creeped you out. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he felt a slight push against his back. Turning slowly as not to disturb you, he found you trying to tuck yourself into his back. He turned back again to face you and pressed his forehead against your temple.

"Sweet dreams."

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jplupine · 11 months

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⛓Closer⛓

Pairing: Captain Buggy x Max [Nonbinary OC] Word Count: ~8.7k Date Published: June 8, 2023 WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI, Switch!Buggy, Porn with some Plot, Power Play, Inappropriate Use of Devil Fruit Powers, Size Difference, Handjob, Fellatio, Masturbation, Vaginal Sex, Cock Warming, Cunnilingus, Face Sitting, Facial, Hair Pulling, Light BDSM, Name Calling, Dismemberment [because of Buggy's powers], Creampie, Dub/Non-Con

Summary: Captain Buggy had given Max the box of treasure without even thinking, too preoccupied with his current dilemma to even check it. When Max discovers what the treasure box truly holds, they swore they'd return the contents….just not yet. [Insert dick in a box joke here]

You can also read it on AO3!

A/N: Honestly sped through writing this because I was possessed the entire time. The idea haunted me until it was written, and now I'm throwing it out into the wild. 🤡

Walking down a hallway on the ship, I had my shoulders squared and my head held high. I couldn't believe the situation I'd ended up in, but I had a responsibility to see it through.

I'd caught some of the new crewmen laughing among themselves while surrounding a box and whispering. Having ears as keen as mine, I'd overheard them talking about how they'd stolen some treasure from the captain. I easily managed to break up the small crowd before they could show what they'd stolen to other crew members and was now taking the box to the captain's quarters.

When I reached the door, I shifted my hold on the box to knock. I waited a few seconds, and when no reply came, I knocked again.

"Come in." The captain's voice was slurred, and I opened the door. I saw that his slurred speech was from his drunken state as bottles littered his desk with a few rolling across the floor with the swaying of the boat.

"Captain?"

"What?" He hiccuped while keeping his head resting on his arm on the desk.

"Is everything all right?"

"No." His voice had an edge of a whine to it, and I looked over my shoulder while wondering if I should get the quartermaster.

"Would you like me to come back later, sir?"

"Yes. I don't want you to see me like this." His words caught my attention, and I hesitantly took a step closer to the desk.

"I've seen you drunk before, Captain."

"That's not what I mean." His grip on the green bottle tightened. "Just go."

"M-Maybe I could help." I took another step closer. I wasn't used to the captain brushing me off so quickly, and for him to not even look at me meant something was seriously wrong. Something more serious than some stolen treasure that didn't even equate to one percent of his wealth.

"You can't help me." Buggy finally lifted his head, and I saw that his face was a mess as if he'd been crying. "It's too late."

"Sir, I'm certain-"

"I made sure to keep it safe!" He then took a large drink from the green bottle. "But now.... Can I even call myself a man?" Captain Buggy sniffled and took another drink. "What's that?" He glanced at the cardboard box resting on my hip.

"Treasure, sir. It...." Judging from the state Captain Buggy was in, I wasn't sure he was capable of hearing how some of his new crewmen had stolen from him. "It was forgotten behind some barrels."

"Keep it. I don't care." He rested his cheek in his hand with his elbow on the desk. "A little bit of treasure won't do me any good."

"Um....Captain Buggy, are you sure there's nothing I could do to help you?" I questioned, and his gaze seemed to soften as he looked at me.

"You always wanna help, Max. But sometimes....you just can't. It's gone for good now." The captain then rose from his seat and swayed as he went around the desk toward the door. He opened the door and leaned on it while gesturing for me to leave.

It was odd to see him acting this way. Whatever had happened, he certainly didn't want to talk about it at all. Swallowing, I nodded my head and moved to exit his quarters.

"Max." He stopped me, and I looked up at him. Even though his tall, broad frame was usually intimidating, he just looked so broken and weak at that moment. "Tell the others to leave me alone for a little while."

"Yes, sir." I nodded. The door shut behind me, and I heard the lock on the door click. Heavily sighing, I went to spread the word that the captain didn't want to be bothered before going back to my cabin.

Once inside, I set the box onto my small bookshelf covered in knick-knacks. Opening the cardboard flaps, I saw another box inside. However, this one was smaller and made of polished wood with a golden lock keeping it shut.

I could only assume this treasure had been stolen from some rich shithead during our last raid. Pulling the wooden box out of the cardboard box, I knocked the cardboard to the floor. I then took a look at the lock to see it required a double-sided key to unlock.

Humming, I was about to find my tools to pick the lock before there was a knock at my door.

"Dinner time, Max."

"Coming!" I called out over my shoulder before picking up the wooden box to hide it under my bed. Since the captain had officially given it to me, I didn't want it stolen before I could see what was inside.

It was late by the time I got back to my room, and that box of treasure had been on my mind the entire time. I wondered if it contained gold or jewelry, or perhaps some other precious object meant to be protected by that golden lock.

Hanging a lantern from the post near my bed, I made sure to lock the door before pulling out the wooden box. Setting it on my bed, I set to work on picking the lock.

Once I heard a familiar click, I pulled the lock off and opened the box by lifting the hinged lid. There was a silk cloth covering the contents, and judging from the pillowy lining of the box, there was definitely something precious in there even if not gold. Perhaps it was gems or some porcelain antique worth a lot of berries.

Removing the silk cloth, I eagerly looked into the box to finally see what treasure was kept inside.

I froze since what I saw hadn't been anything I'd expected. Among the silk-covered cushions lining the box was....a penis. I blinked several times to be sure I wasn't seeing things, but sure enough, there was a penis in the box.

Had we stolen a rich woman's dildo?

That was just embarrassing. We were pirates for fuck's sake, not dildo thieves.

And there went my hopes of having some extra money.

At least I could still use the box to stow things away in. I used the silk cloth to grab the toy in the box to get rid of it only to immediately drop it back in the box and recoil with a gasp.

The fucking thing was warm. How in the world could that be possible?

Looking at it, I could feel the heat rising in my ears and cheeks. Paying closer attention, I realized just how realistic it looked and the fact that it was flaccid despite how thick it was. Grabbing the lantern, I brought it closer to get better lighting and saw the fine blue hair on the testicles.

Covering my mouth with my hand, I slowly pieced together what was happening here.

'I'd made sure to keep it safe!'

'Can I even call myself a man?'

I had Captain Buggy's dick.

I remembered the joke he'd made about being better prepared before our latest raid- This had to have been what he meant since he had a tendency of getting hit in the privates during a fight. However, I would've never thought he'd go this far to prevent it from happening again. This also explained why he'd been seen anxiously wandering around the ship yesterday and drunk off his ass today.

Clearing my throat, I looked away while thinking. How in the world was I supposed to give this back to him? I could cover it back up, put the lock on, and sneak it into his quarters while pretending I hadn't seen it. But this box just appearing in his quarters would no doubt alert him since he wasn't a total idiot.

If I hid it somewhere else on the ship for him to find, any crew member could happen upon it before him.

Wait. Had the crewmates I'd taken this from seen inside?

Not likely given how they were talking about it. They had thought it was treasure just as I had.

Looking at the box again, curiosity began to bubble up inside me. I was no well-mannered citizen, I was a pirate, so why was I reacting so much to this? I could feel the heat rising beneath my skin the longer I looked.

There was a certain type of loneliness that took hold while traveling the seas for prolonged periods of time. It also didn't help that I'd developed a secret interest in the captain from how caring and funny he could be.

I'd give this back to Captain Buggy....but not just yet. I was going to experiment a little first.

I was a pirate and curious after all.

Hanging the lantern back up, I sat on my bed while thinking. Firstly, I wanted to know if it was even functional while detached. Secondly, whether or not Captain Buggy could still feel what was happening to it.

Hesitantly reaching into the box, I trailed my fingers along the shaft. It was so warm, and heat bloomed between my thighs. Picking it up, I set it in my lap with the balls pressed against my pelvis.

Even flaccid, it still looked impressive compared to my body. Biting my bottom lip, I kept it there while using my other hand to slowly stroke the shaft. My heart began to beat faster when I saw the cock getting bigger. I could feel Captain Buggy's pulse through the large vein on the underside and swallowed.

Just how big could it get?

My curiosity and lust drove me to spit in my hand and keep stroking. The head was flushed red with blood, and the shaft had a slight curve in it that made the head rise higher.

"Oh, fuck." I muttered with a shaky voice, finally seeing how big it was while erect and compared to my body. The captain was a man over 6 feet tall while I was nowhere near that, so seeing that his cock matched his build made me shiver.

Well, at least one of my questions was answered now. Captain Buggy's dick was indeed still functional even when detached.

But could he feel me touching him? Could he feel my hands stroking his shaft while covered in my saliva? I'd like to think he could and was becoming flustered wherever he was on the ship.

I drooled onto the cock in my hands to lubricate it better. The weight and warmth of it turned me on more even though I knew I shouldn't be enjoying this. But that little voice wasn't enough to stop me as I continued to jack off the captain without him even knowing.

Seeing the precum beading from the head, I gained a devilish smirk. Leaning over, I licked away the precum and felt his cock twitch. I kept stroking and gripped it slightly tighter. Judging from the reaction, that had been the right move.

I could admit I could be a little bit of a pervert, but this presented opportunity was bringing out a side of me that I didn't even know I had. I was getting such a power trip playing with the captain's dick with complete anonymity. I wasn't even sure just how far I'd go.

Kissing the crown around the tip, I then curled my tongue and tasted his precum again. Closing my lips around the head, I stroked his cock until cum was shooting into my mouth. I moaned while milking him until the last drop and pulled away to swallow.

My underwear was soaked as my clit throbbed with need. I'd taken care of the captain, now it was time to take care of me. Quickly cleaning up Captain Buggy's cock, I placed it back into the box as it was softening. I then laid back in my bed and pushed my pants down to touch myself.

Sitting in my cabin with a book in my hands, I was relaxing in the quiet of the room. The wooden box with a golden lock was stashed away under my bed still since I had yet to figure out how to give it back to the captain without giving myself away. I hadn't touched it inappropriately since the first night, either.

Hearing familiar rambunctious laughter coming from outside, I quickly got up and went to my window overlooking the main deck. Captain Buggy had finally come out of his quarters and was sobered up and looking as if nothing had happened. He was talking to some of the other crew members with his arms crossed and a big grin on his face.

Glancing at the gap under my bed, I debated on figuring out the answer to my second question. With Captain Buggy in perfect view and me hidden behind my curtains, now was the perfect chance to.

Getting out the box, I opened it up and hummed while giving one last thought about whether or not I should do this.

Remembering the taste of his skin and cum, I figured out that I yet again didn't care about what I 'should' do.

I let my fingers brush over the cock in the box while watching Captain Buggy. My eyes widened when I saw his spine go rigid to where he was towering over the other crewmates. Could he really feel me touching him from here?

Licking along the hardening shaft, I saw the captain shudder as his ears were turning bright red. Picking the cock up, I kissed the underside of it just beneath the head. Captain Buggy's cheeks started turning the same color as his ears before he quickly excused himself and disappeared from the deck.

He could feel it.

So he was fully aware his cock was being touched and that I had given him a handjob. He just didn't know it was me doing it. With him no longer in sight, I got comfortable in bed to finish what I'd started.

Peppering his dick with kisses, it was soon fully hard and hot in my hands. Licking up from his balls to the tip of his head, I felt such excitement at feeling his pulse against my tongue. I took a moment to build the courage to wrap my lips around the head.

I slowly went lower to see how much I could fit in my mouth. I felt Captain Buggy's pulse racing against my tongue as I took in another few inches. I wrapped my hand around what didn't fit in my mouth and began to suck his cock.

I'd honestly fantasized about giving the captain head before, but I never thought it'd be like this. The fact that he was still hard and twitching from my touch told me he at least liked how it felt. And this dirty little secret of mine had my thighs pressing together.

Bobbing my head and stroking my hand in unison, my drool helped lubricate his cock to make the movement easier. I ground my hips into my mattress to get friction against my aching clit and moaned around Captain Buggy's cock. He twitched, and I raised my head to catch my breath.

I continued stroking and kissed along his length down to his balls. Curling my tongue around one of them, I softly moaned from the pressure against my clit as I licked. Taking his cock into my mouth again, my other hand began to gently squeeze his balls.

I imagined what this might be like with the captain actually here. How his strong thighs would flex and twitch on either side of my head. How his fingers would run through my hair as he moaned. Fuck, I couldn't stop myself from moaning around his cock even more.

He was eventually cumming in my mouth, and I made sure to get every last drop before swallowing. Panting, I slid a hand between my thighs to finish myself off again.

"Captain, the reports you requested." I announced after knocking on his opened door.

"Thank you." He replied while taking the stack of papers from me that contained an inventory of supplies and treasure along with medical reports from the ship's doctor. I knew something was wrong with me deep down given the fact that I could so calmly stand before the captain despite having his cock stashed away in my cabin and using it for my own pleasure without him having a clue. I was tempted to tell him the truth just to see how he'd react.

"Is there anything else, sir?"

"Yes. Can you take this to the quartermaster? He should be in the galley." Captain Buggy handed me a folder, and I nodded. I was leaving when he stopped me by speaking again. "Max?"

"Yes?"

"Have you, um...." The captain averted his gaze while looking nervous. "Have you heard anything....strange going on?"

"Strange, sir?"

"Any of the crew talking about weird stuff? Anything out of the ordinary?" He rubbed his hand over his stubbly jaw while still refusing to look at me.

"No. Everything's been within the normal. Is there something wrong?"

"No. Nope. Nothing. Everything's fine. Just, uh, checking on the crew." Captain Buggy quickly spoke, and I nodded before turning away. With my back facing the captain as I left, I could feel the smirk on my face.

Yes, something was wrong with me. But I was enjoying it.

It was during dinner with loud chatter and laughter that I was pushed up onto one of the tables. Cups were banging against the tabletops along with drunken cheers, and I was chuckling. I caught the castanets tossed to me as the table was cleared around my feet to get cups and plates out of the way.

One of the crew began to play the guitar, and I got the castanets ready. I'd danced flamenco as a hobby before becoming a pirate, and the crew could convince me to do it every now and then if I was buzzed enough.

Swaying, I began to dance while hitting the halves of the castanets together to create that rhythmic clattering to go along with the guitar. My boots tapped against the wooden table as the crew cheered and waved their booze in the air. My movements weren't as refined as they were when I was fully sober, but the drunken pirates around me couldn't tell the difference.

It was all good times and laughter for them.

I stomped against the table with my hands raised, and when my leg went back, I kicked a drink over. I didn't care, and neither did anyone else as more drunken laughs filled the galley. This jovial crowd was only a reminder of why I'd become a pirate.

The freedom.

I'd come from a suffocating family that was strict about everything, so I'd jumped at the chance to join the pirates. Captain Buggy may not even be aware of what a miserable life he'd saved me from, but I was forever grateful for it.

Stronger waves hit the boat and caused me to lose my footing on the table. I fell but was caught, and more cheers rang out.

"Nice catch, Capt'n!" They chorused as I looked up at Captain Buggy. My buzzed brain made me start laughing, and I clacked the castanets together. The captain laughed as well, seeming to find humor in the situation.

"Yeah. Nice catch, Capt'n." I poked his nose before stretching out my arms. "Captain Buggy, to the rescue!"

"Aye!" Crew members hollered and hit their cups against the tables. The captain's chest puffed up with pride from the praise he received, and he was grinning from ear to ear.

I didn't say anything more to see how long it'd take for him to realize that he was still holding me. I could feel the strength in his arms and see how his chest curved from this angle. He also smelled rather pleasant, likely from how much he preened himself like a colorful bird.

When the captain looked down at me and saw me looking back, he paused. I wasn't sure where the shot of bravery came from, perhaps it was from being buzzed, but I laughed while grabbing his face to plant a big kiss on his cheek. There were whistles and rambunctious hollers from the crew.

"My hero." I grinned, and Captain Buggy started stumbling for words as his cheeks changed colors. I'd taken him totally off guard and relished in his reaction.

It was cute when he got even more flustered and started arguing with other crew members taunting him and asking if he wanted a kiss from them, too.

Getting back to my room with the fresh memory of Captain Buggy's arms around me and the warmth of his body so close to mine, I dragged the wooden box out from under my bed. I set it on the mattress before kicking off my boots. Undressing until I was in nothing but a long, white shirt, I could already feel myself throbbing with anticipation.

I couldn't take it any longer. I was going to fuck myself with Captain Buggy's cock.

He got harder faster this time around, and I laid back on my bed while hiking up my shirt. I laid it against my stomach to get a better idea of just how deep it could go. Biting my bottom lip, I knew I needed to prepare myself first before jumping off the deep end.

I wet my fingers in my own leaking arousal before sliding them into my pussy. I fantasized about Captain Buggy's fingers replacing mine. His hands were so much bigger, and I wanted to feel them on me.

Feeling the weight of his cock on my stomach turned me on more as I was pumping and curling my fingers. I panted and tried not to be too eager. I wanted to be sure I was ready.

Excitement bubbled in my veins when I finally picked up the captain's dick. I first ran the tip between my wet lips and felt it bump against my clit, and it sent a shock through my system. Grinding the cock against me, I covered it in my arousal to use as a lubricant. I began to wonder what Captain Buggy was thinking as I was doing this.

I wasn't the only crew member with a pussy on the ship, so he still wouldn't know it was me. However, I'd certainly narrowed down for him who had his dick.

Pressing the head against my entrance, I slowly pushed the tip inside. Biting my bottom lip, I loved the slow stretch as I pushed him in deeper. His thickness and curve had him gliding across more sensitive spots so easily.

I couldn't hold back the soft moan that came from him finally being balls deep. I felt so utterly full and spread my legs wider. Pulling him out a few inches, I then shoved him back in and gave a broken moan as my toes curled.

He was still so incredibly hard as I kept going. I was using his cock like my own personal sex toy to fuck myself with. It probably would've been nicer to have the rest of him here, but this also had its own appeal.

I rubbed my clit while pumping Captain Buggy's cock in and out of my pussy. It felt so good as I groaned and had my back arching off the mattress.

What I was doing now only further proved the strict lifestyle my family had never would've suited me. They had planned to marry me off to some rich bastard once finding one gullible enough, but now I was certain no rich gentleman could ever hope to handle me. A pirate captain, on the other hand....now he just might be able to.

I made a few heavy, shallow thrusts to feel him hitting a little harsher so deep within. It drove me wild as I moaned and clenched around him. Captain Buggy's dick felt amazing as if it were perfectly shaped just for me.

Changing my position, I knelt on my bed to ride the cock while holding it in place. I moaned and bounced on his length to my heart's content. He held out for as long as he could before finally cumming deep inside my pussy.

His cum acted as a secondary lubricant while wet noises continued to carry through my cabin along with my moans and heavy breathing. I wasn't done just yet and kept fucking myself on Captain Buggy's cock. I didn't give a shit if he became overstimulated, I was determined to get to cum as well.

Rubbing my clit to help things along faster, I eventually sunk down on him and orgasmed with him balls deep. My body shook as I moaned. I knew Captain Buggy could feel me cumming around him and hoped he liked it just as much as I did.

Panting, I raised up and saw the mix of fluids coating the captain's dick. This truly was bringing out a side of me I hadn't been aware of, but I couldn't stop myself from finding a deep satisfaction in it. Perhaps the loneliness of the sea is what made me such a pervert.

I then cleaned up the mess with my tongue, tasting both of us on his skin. Would he praise me for such diligent care?

A few more days passed, and I grew more daring. I was going about my tasks around the ship with the captain's cock buried deep in my pussy. The hot sun was enough to excuse my pink cheeks, so no one knew what was really going on.

Captain Buggy also remained hard the entire time because of how I moved while hauling barrels and how his balls were pressed against my thighs. I could only imagine how desperate the captain must be getting as the minutes passed and he still hadn't cum. I was also soaking wet from the cockwarming and the edge of worry that Captain Buggy would definitely catch me now.

However, the captain never showed up on deck. He was more than likely hiding away in his quarters. I couldn't blame him, though. The poor man had no clue who had his cock shoved up their pussy nor how to make the cockwarming stop so that he could go about things normally.

I grunted when I bent over to pick up some rope because of how the dick inside me rubbed against me. Finishing up my tasks as soon as possible, I rushed back to my room to finally get release. Captain Buggy had cum so much that it had gotten not only on my thighs but my stomach and chest as well.

How long could I keep this going before I was finally caught? I wasn't sure, but it certainly added some excitement to things.

"Hey, Max. The captain wants to see you." One of the crew knocked on my door, and I set my book to the side.

"What for?"

"Dunno. Seems like he's talking to several of the crew." I heard the man walk away while I was still in bed. I'd been trying cockwarming again to torment the captain once more. There was no way he knew it was me doing it, right?

And then an idea popped into my head.

Keeping the captain balls deep, I pulled my underwear and trousers on before grabbing my boots. Exiting my room, I then walked to the captain's quarters. I knocked and opened the door before hearing a response.

"You wanted to see me, Captain?" I questioned after seeing how he jolted from the door suddenly opening. His cheeks were pink and his hands were balled into tight fists on the desk.

"Y-Yeah." Captain Buggy cleared his throat while averting his gaze. I felt him twitch inside me, all the while he still didn't have a clue. He wouldn't be trying to pretend he was okay if he knew that I had his cock. "Please, h-have a seat."

Going to the chair in front of his desk, I saw him jolt and cover his mouth when I sat down. Oh, this was just too good. Intentionally shifting in the seat to make it look as if I was getting more comfortable, I watched as Captain Buggy's broad shoulders curled in as he hunched over the desk.

"Is everything all right, sir?"

"No. I...." He swallowed and closed his eyes. "I need your help."

"With?"

"I-I trust you to keep discretion about this matter. I can't take it anymore, Max." His voice shook.

"About what, sir?" I shifted in the seat just a little to watch him crumble some more.

"I've been talking to crew members, but I can't finish the interrogations like this. I need you to do it for me." Captain Buggy swallowed.

"I don't follow."

"Something important was taken from me, and I know someone on the ship has it. One of the female crew members. I need you to interrogate them and get it back for me."

"What is it, sir?"

"It's.... That's not important. Just make sure they give it back in the box they took it in. Let them know that I won't be angry so long as they just give it back."

"How do you know one of the female members has it?"

"I just do." He was too distracted to notice how I was looking at him with a sly smirk. Leaning forward in the chair as I rested my elbows on the armrests, I felt his cock press deeper. The captain shuddered and dropped his head as his fingers were in his hair. "Just get it back for me, Max. I can't take this anymore. I-It's fucking torture."

"Maybe if I knew what it was, it'd be easier to find."

"No." He quickly said and swallowed. "You don't need to know what it is. Just find it. Here's the list. The names marked out are those I've already interrogated." The captain slid a paper across his desk, and I picked it up.

"Are you not going to have me interrogated?"

"Please." Captain Buggy scoffed. "You tried to return misplaced treasure to me that you could've so easily kept without saying anything, Max. I know you wouldn't steal from me." I nodded before standing up. Heading toward the door, I paused when I heard the captain's shaky breath.

"Actually, sir," I quietly turned the lock on the door. "I have something I'd like to say."

"Be quick."

"I don't think I'll need to interrogate all of these people."

"And why is that?" Captain Buggy asked while barely holding himself together.

"I have a gut feeling I know who might have what you're looking for." I slowly rounded the corner of his desk before placing the paper in front of him. "You see....who I think has it isn't even on this list, so I'd be wasting my time talking to all of them." I relished in how the captain struggled while avoiding looking at me.

"What do you mean? That's all of them." Captain Buggy's brows knit together, and I pushed him back in his chair by his shoulder.

"Look. You have other crew than just who's on this list."

"No, I'm telling you, I'm certain none of the others could have it."

"How certain are you?" I was honestly getting a kick out of this. Watching him struggle while blushing fueled something deep within me.

"V-Very certain. Just hurry up and find it." He rose his voice a little out of urgency, and I heavily sighed.

"Captain. You should pay attention better."

"What?" He finally looked at me, and I sat in his lap. The pressure made him grunt through clenched teeth. And then it seemed to click for him as I sat there. "M-Max?" His voice came out so quietly and with a tone of disbelief.

"Yes, Captain?"

"You...." He trailed off before a second of silence stretched out. And then the next thing I knew, I was shoved against the desk with his hand on the back of my neck to keep me there. "Did you steal from me?"

"No, sir." The position I was in now only excited me more as I felt the cold desk against my warm cheek.

"Then who gave it to you?"

"You did, sir."

"What? I-"

"The treasure I tried to return to you." I stated before smirking. "Well, it turned out to be treasure of a different kind. Lucky me." I chuckled, and Captain Buggy took a second to process my words. He then yanked my pants down as if he needed to see to believe.

"Fuck, you really do have it."

"I do, sir." Licking my lips, I wondered what he'd do next. I was hoping with how he wasn't utterly pissed off meant I wouldn't be punished.

"Have you had fun toying with me, Max?" His tone darkened as his grip on the back of my neck tightened.

"Yes, Captain."

"Do you have any clue the Hell you've put me through?"

"I have an idea." I heard rustling fabric behind me before the captain pressed his pelvis against my bare ass. When he leaned back, I felt his cock pulling out since he had finally reattached it.

His breath shook as I could feel slick arousal dripping down my thighs.

"I never would've guessed you were such a dirty little bitch, Max."

"You don't even know the half of it, Captain."

"I guess I should find out." He slammed his hips into me, forcing a moan to rip its way out of my throat as he grunted. "The things you've been doing to me...." There was an edge of a growl in his tone. "I know you made me cum in your mouth. What'd you do after?" He thrust again, smacking his hips against my ass with such force that the desk rattled.

Oh, this was so much better than I had hoped.

"I swallowed it, sir." I panted while smiling before moaning again.

"You swallowed? All of it?"

"Yes, sir."

"What are you? A filthy animal? Who finds what you did and decides to do such a thing?"

"Captain, I- Aaahh~!- I wanted to taste you. Make you feel good."

"Well," I felt him lean over before feeling his breath hitting the side of my face. "you did. I enjoyed every second of it." He licked my cheek, and I shuddered. "If I had known it was you doing those things to me...." Captain Buggy trailed off and groaned.

"If you knew, would you have joined me?"

"Yes." His voice was breathy, and my hips bucked. "Oh, the things I would've done to you, Max. Mmm, the things I'm gonna do to you now. You still need to be punished." The captain brought his hand down on my ass harshly, forcing a noise from my mouth that was a mix of a moan and a yelp.

"You think you can punish me, Captain?" I chuckled. "I can't even be tamed."

"You say that but continue to call me Captain and sir."

"Signs of respect, nothing more."

"We'll have to change that then, won't we?" He spanked me again, and I couldn't go anywhere since he still had a firm grasp on the back of my neck. "Were you planning for this to happen when you came in here?"

"Planning? No. Hoping? Yes." I answered honestly and bit my bottom lip from the feeling of the captain thrusting again. He was able to drive his cock harder into me than I'd been able to and at an angle that made my head spin.

"Why couldn't you just tell me you were interested like a normal person would?"

"You're the captain. I also didn't want to make things awkward on the ship." I panted as my knuckles turned white from how I clenched my hands into fists.

"And you didn't think using my cock as your own sex toy wouldn't make shit awkward?"

"You didn't know it was me doing it. Fuck~!"

"For a filthy animal, you're pretty cute like this."

"If you keep insulting me, I'll retaliate, sir."

"Didn't you come from that well-off fancy-pants family? I don't think you could do anything to me, dog." Captain Buggy had a challenging tone, and I accepted that challenge. Hooking my foot behind his ankle, I pulled my leg up while pushing back against his chest. The captain tripped and fell back into his chair as I turned on my heel.

Leaning against the edge of his desk, I quickly pulled my shoes off to drop my pants onto the floor. Nearly jumping into the captain's lap, I ripped open his shirt and licked his cheek as his eyes widened in surprise.

"Never tease a dog with a bone, Captain." I had a dangerous edge to my voice before lowering myself onto his cock. He moaned, and I tossed his hat onto the desk behind me. Grabbing his face, I pulled him into a hungry kiss while letting his hair loose from the band holding it back.

He wrapped his arms around me as he reciprocated the kiss. My fingers were in his soft hair, and I began to ride him just like I so desperately wanted to. When I pulled back for air, we were both panting and looking at each other. The red makeup around his mouth was smeared and his pupils were wide.

Captain Buggy brought one of his hands near his mouth and bit his glove to pull it off. He then grabbed my ass with his bare hand to start lifting me and dropping me back down as he got the other glove off.

"Since you asked me...." I panted while still having my fingers in his hair. "Why didn't you voice your interest?"

"I look like a fucking clown and my body parts pop off."

"So?"

"So you're fucking hot and raised proper. Fuck~!" His grip on me tightened as he moaned. "You're the last person I expected to be doing this shit to me."

"Did you fantasize that it was me?"

"Yes." He looked me in the eye while panting, and I grinned.

"And you're fine that I don't call myself a woman?"

"I honestly don't care." Captain Buggy replied as his gaze dropped to my mouth, and my grin grew.

"I can already tell we're going to have a lot of fun, Captain." I pulled him in for another heated kiss, and one of his hands slid up my back and under my shirt. His fingers felt along my spine while still helping me rise and drop back onto his cock.

There was such desperation after the cockwarming and teasing. I dropped a hand to his chest and felt his heart pounding beneath his ribs. He squeezed my ass while rocking his hips up into me, and I pulled away from the kiss while panting.

There was a knock at the door, and the captain froze with his eyes wide as he looked toward the entrance.

"Don't worry. I locked it." I muttered near his ear before nipping it. He shuddered as his breath shook.

"Captain?"

"I'm busy! Come back later!"

"But, sir-"

"I said come back later!" Captain Buggy barked before turning back to me to kiss down the side of my neck while I was still bouncing on his cock. He groaned into my skin, and I lightly tugged on his hair. He suddenly stood up, driving his cock deeper before my back hit the desk.

His rough hands were on my hips, holding me in place as he fucked me. The captain was a mess with his smeared makeup and mussed-up hair. His shirt was even missing some buttons from me ripping it open so harshly.

His long hair fell over his shoulders as he looked down at me. Each thrust of his hips led to a heavy impact that shook his desk. The items around me rattled, and I grabbed the hem of my shirt to pull the garment up.

Captain Buggy's eyes were glued to the now bare expanse of skin. When I pulled my shirt over my chest, I revealed that I hadn't been wearing anything to hold my breasts down. He groaned while watching them jiggle with each thrust.

"Captain...." I panted before moaning as my back arched off the desk. His hands traveled up my sides before groping my chest. He lowered his face to lick up my sternum and buried his face between my breasts. They weren't large, but there was enough that he could squeeze and nip and suck on.

He left hickies and bites on the tender flesh of my chest as he pinched my nipples and made me moan. Locking my legs around his waist, I made sure he couldn't go far as my climax was nearing. One of my hands slid into his hair while the other went between my thighs to circle my clit.

I needed to cum so fucking badly that it felt as if I might explode if I didn't. I was dripping onto the desk as the sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin filled the room. His balls were smacking against my ass with each thrust, and right before my peak, Buggy hoisted his knee onto the desk.

He thrust harder at the new angle as he held my thigh against his side. I pulled his hair as my head lolled back and my back arched. His cock hit a spot that made me see stars and cry out.

The captain groaned while fucking me full of cum just as something inside me snapped. My thighs had a near-crushing grip on the captain as I orgasmed. My body shook from the intensity, and I was left panting when my muscles finally relaxed.

Buggy pushed himself up while gasping for air.

"Shit, I thought you were about to smother me! When did you get so damn strong?"

"I've always been strong, sir." I scoffed in amusement and panted. "Dancing requires strong limbs, and I've been working on this ship for several years now."

"I guess I didn't notice with how small you are." He ran a hand down his face while sighing, but I could see him smiling. "I can't believe you stayed so calm this whole time. I didn't have a clue at all."

"Let's say I enjoyed playing with the power it gave me." I smirked while lacing my fingers behind my head. "Teasing you has been so much fun."

"You're horrible."

"Among other things." I shrugged.

"You know I have a ship and crew to lead."

"Yes, I'm aware."

"I kept having to push work off onto Cabaji because of you."

"He can handle it."

"Raised proper, my ass. You're a damn fiend." Buggy laughed while running his fingers through his hair to get it out of his face.

"I'm a pirate, sir." My eyes drifted over his arms and face, watching his movement and his long hair being pushed back. "If you wish, I can fix your shirt. I did ruin it after all. You can come collect it personally once I'm done."

"Oh? Making me come get it rather than you bringing it back to me?"

"Certainly a man as powerful as yourself can walk across his own ship." I smirked before pouncing. I was off the desk in the blink of an eye and kicking Buggy back into his chair. The chair nearly fell back from the force of him crashing into it, and I pulled his head off.

"M-Max? What are you doing?"

"Did you really think I was done with you, sir?" I questioned while looking down at his face as I pushed his knees apart further with my own. Buggy's face turned crimson, and his hands raised as if trying to get me to take a moment.

"W-Wait-"

"I told you, Captain. I can't be tamed." Kneeling between his legs, I placed his head between my thighs. Grinning while shoving my pussy against his mouth, I heard him groan. I knew I was a mess of his cum and mine as my fingers tangled in his hair. I was riding his face, and his cock was getting hard again as his nails dug into the armrests of the chair.

Running my tongue along the underside of his shaft, he groaned again while lapping up the mix of fluids leaking from my core. My breath faltered at the feeling of his broad tongue against me. With how his head was positioned and how I was in full control, Buggy was essentially gagged and unable to talk. All he could do was eat my pussy as I ground my hips against his face.

Taking his cock into my mouth, he groaned, and my thighs twitched around his head. I could still taste myself on his dick as I cleaned him up. However, I was drooling and coating his shaft in thick saliva.

When I pulled away, drool stretched between the head of his cock and my bottom lip. Licking my lips, I swallowed.

"Touch me, Captain." I had an authoritative tone, and he made a low noise close to a whine. One of his hands hesitantly lifted from the chair. "Where'd your confidence go? Weren't you calling me a dog and a dirty little bitch just moments ago?" I taunted. "Don't tell me being my bitch has already melted your brain." I bucked my hips into his mouth as my grip on his hair tightened.

I was just fucking his mouth at this point, riding his tongue and grinding my clit against his nose. I knew I didn't have to be gentle with him. Buggy was known for his resilience, and having eaten a Devil Fruit meant he was sturdier than most as well.

He then roughly grabbed the back of my head and pulled me toward his cock. I grinned since the teasing had worked and opened my mouth. Closing my lips around the head, his shaft then slid across my tongue as I went further down. His hand on the back of my head pushed me even lower until he was hitting the back of my throat.

Buggy groaned, and the vibration made me buck against his lips. Bobbing my head, I felt a primal satisfaction that I was in full control and had Buggy metaphorically falling apart. Even if he was stronger and had Devil Fruit powers, I could still push him around and give orders.

And he seemed to like it, too. Especially as he was twitching in my mouth and moaning into my pussy. His hand on the back of my head flexed, holding on tighter as he hit the back of my throat over and over again.

When my head lifted, I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock before going back down and repeating the process. My drool was leaking down to his balls, and I was thrusting against his face as my climax was building. Buggy's tongue was relentless while the friction against my clit had my body feeling light and burning.

My nails dug into his scalp as I moaned around his cock. His hips bucked, and I could tell he was getting close. We were both still more sensitive from our previous orgasms, so neither of us would last as long as before.

Buggy eventually pulled my hair to get me off his dick before using his free hand to stroke it. Using my drool as lube, his hand moved quickly. Cum shot out and splattered across my face as he held me there by my hair still.

Biting my bottom lip, I then turned my full attention to Buggy's head between my thighs. Even with cum dripping from my chin, I chased that high. Tilting my hips back, Buggy closed his lips around my clit and sucked, making me cry out.

That was all it took to have my second orgasm crashing against my nerves. Buggy only released my clit when the last ripples faded and I was left panting. Leaning back, I loosened my grip on his head.

I could feel his heavy breath against my skin until his head floated up to reattach to his shoulders. His chest rose and fell as he looked down at me now and still had a hold of my hair. Buggy's face was even more of a mess than before, and I relished in it.

Leaving the captain so disheveled filled me with such pride and satisfaction.

He then let go of my hair and slumped back in his seat. His eyes briefly closed as he tried to catch his breath.

"Fuck. I need a small break or something. I thought you were gonna smother me again."

"Not fully, Captain." I smirked, and he scoffed.

"Are you sure you haven't eaten a Devil Fruit?"

"I haven't, sir."

"God, could you not talk like that right now?"

"Why?"

"You're a mess."

"So?" I rose a brow while watching how his blush deepened.

"Max, you're mostly naked with my makeup smeared all over you and c-cum on your face."

"Oh, I think I see the problem." I managed to stand up and leaned my hands on the armrests of the chair. "Me still addressing you with respect after such debauchery is leaving you flustered." My face was close to his, and I made eye contact while licking some of the cum off my cheek.

I could practically see the steam coming out of his ears and chuckled. Pulling away, I then grabbed my shirt and tugged it over my head. I used the garment to wipe my face before dropping it on the floor in front of Buggy and going toward the bathroom. Since we were in the captain's quarters, the private attached bathroom was rather convenient.

Opening the door and turning on the light inside, I then looked back at Buggy since he was still seated at the desk.

"Would you like to get cleaned up, Captain?" He paused for a second before scrambling to his feet and pulling his clothes off as he got closer.

"Hey, Max? Don't you think that shirt is too big on you?" Cabaji asked while he stood next to me, and I was taking notes as he had asked me to. "If you needed new clothes, we could've grabbed you better-fitted ones at the last port."

"It's fine. I have plenty of clothes."

"Oh. Are you expanding your wardrobe, then?" He questioned with skepticism while looking at the rolled-up sleeves and how the shirt was clearly several sizes too big.

"It's not my shirt." I stated.

"....Whose shirt is it?"

"It's the capt-" I was cut off when a hand suddenly covered my mouth. I looked up to see Buggy a few yards away and missing a hand. He looked embarrassed, and I grinned. Even if I didn't say it, Buggy was making the answer obvious.

But him covering my mouth to stop me only gave me the opportunity to make him squirm yet again.

Taking his hand off my face, I then nipped the pulse point in his wrist before sensually licking over it. Buggy made an inhuman-sounding noise as his entire face turned red since we were out on the deck and not in the privacy of any cabin. I was making it clear to anyone around that the captain was mine.

"Oh! Oh, my...." Cabaji cleared his throat while averting his gaze and crossing his arms.

"Let go of my hand, fiend!" Buggy's yelling attracted more attention, and I relished in how embarrassed he was getting.

"Why don't you come and get it yourself?"

"Max!" He tried to sound and look authoritative, but I only smirked while disobeying.

"Woof."

#Closer #Captain Buggy #Buggy the Clown #One Piece #One Piece fanfic #one piece smut #buggy smut #oc x canon #lemon #cw noncon #cw dubcon #Wolf does fanfic

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Hold Me to Yourself - also on AO3

Adam watches Matt fawn all over Okada and steal Eddie's hat on Dynamite. It's time to remind Matt who he belongs to.

Matt, this is your fault for stealing Eddie's hat on the March 6th Dynamite. And I guess mine for pivoting so hard on the free use idea I had. I need you to know that. Title from "Anyone Else" by PVRIS.

Adam’s jaw is still on the floor as he rewinds the segment for the third time. It’s not just that Matt’s all over Eddie, though that’s a fantasy Matt’s been loud about for years. It’s the money, and the bitchiness, and the hat.

The hat is what has Adam crushing the Coke can in his hand.

Matt steals his hats. Matt steals his hoodies and his boxers and his blankets. Not anybody else’s.

Adam rage cleans the kitchen with a boner only quenched by jacking off furiously on the couch while watching the segment again. He knows why he’s home – he needs a break after Revolution, needs to step back from wrestling to get his mental health under control. Matt’s crack about suspending him didn’t bother him at all.

But he desperately wishes he were there, because he could shove Matt against a door and fuck his brain out.

As he’s cleaning up his mess, he’s thinking about what he’ll do to Matt when he walks through the door of their house, what he’ll fuck him up against, how he’ll make Matt beg.

Love you – too tired to call. Is that okay?

Love you too. Be ready for tomorrow. Next time remember you only wear my clothes and yours.

He puts the phone down and glances over to the empty side of the bed, and wishes Matt were next to him right now.

Sleep is fitful without Matt on a good day, but tonight he’s tossing and turning, waking up reaching for Matt in the darkness before he remembers where Matt is.

He ignores his alarm when it goes off, knowing he has a different kind of work out waiting for him later that day. Matt’s flight isn’t getting in until a little after noon. He can sleep.

The sun is at an unfamiliar angle when he finally wakes up, and this time he feels rested. He blinks awake and stretches. He’s more relaxed when he thinks of Matt in Eddie’s hat, still itchy but not ready to commit murder as he showers. He manages to make and eat something that’s apparently lunch as he scrolls his phone.

He’s midway through a video of a puppy trying to climb up a slide when a text pops in.

Just landed see you soon

And Adam’s right back in that headspace from the day before.

He’s in the middle of reorganizing the pantry when he hears the garage door open and shoves the newly organized containers of rice haphazardly onto the shelf.

Adam walks into the hallway, eyes on the garage door, and waits.

The door opens. His heart pounds.

“Tell me your safe word,” Adam says, standing firm but steady in the hallway.

Matt lights up. “Oh, you’re mad.”

“Tell me,” Adam says again, “your safe word. Now.”

Matt swallows. “Rancho,” he whispers. He drops the luggage. “What are you going to do to me?”

“Are you serious about the free use thing?” Adam asks.

Matt nods. “Anything you want. I – anything.”

Adam takes a second to let it sink in, the trust Matt places in him, the faith he has that Adam could never hurt him in a way that Matt wouldn’t want.

That Adam won’t ever hurt him again in a way he has in the past.

“Is this part of it?” Matt asks. His breathing is hitching as he stands in the hallway, squirming a little under Adam’s gaze. It wasn’t the intent, but Adam leans into it. “Making me wait?”

“You flirted with another man while I was at home on the couch,” Adam says, keeping his voice as bland as he can.

“I’m sorry,” Matt says, voice tiny.

“You aren’t,” Adam says. “Come here. I wanna see where he touched you.”

Matt shuffles toward Adam. He can feel Matt’s excitement wafting off of him, but he’s playing the role of hesitant and mildly worried so well. “He barely touched me,” Matt says.

“So it really was all you.” Adam walks slowly around Matt, looking him up and down. “Pausing for a minute – is there anything off limits today?”

Matt looks over his shoulder at Adam, radiating honesty. “My arm is sore, but not too bad.” He considers it, and Adam would reward him if that wasn’t directly the opposite of what he’s trying to do here. “The normal no’s, obviously. But other than that, everything we’ve ever said yes or maybe about is on the table.” He flutters his eyelashes, the performance back on. “I missed you so much this week.”

“Good.” Adam steps away from Matt. “Go sit down.”

“Sit down?” Matt asks, and now it’s genuine confusion on his face. “Why?”

“Did I say you could ask me stupid questions?”

Matt’s eyes sparkle as he throws a pout and sits on the couch. “No.”

“Tell me,” Adam says, looming over Matt. “The fuck were you thinking, going out there and acting like a slut for some guy who could never give you what I give you?” It’s incredible, how it feels when Matt looks up at him. The boo boo eyes are at a million, and Adam’s entire body is flooded with anticipation and love and the need to keep this man forever. “I’m not at Dynamite once and you can’t help yourself.”

Matt squirms under Adam’s presence. “I can’t ever,” Matt says. “You know that.”

Adam is fighting the need to touch Matt, to gather him up and carry him to the bed and drop to one knee right there, but that’s not what either of them truly want right now. “I do know that,” Adam says, “but now the whole world knows that you’ll do anything to wear another man’s clothes and pose around him.” He shakes his head and tsks, hands on his hips. “All it takes is a blonde guy and you go feral.”

“I was never feral for Okada!” Matt protests. “It was Eddie!”

Adam grins. “Look at you, telling on yourself.”

“I – shut up.”

“Don’t think I will baby.” He steps back. “Stand up.”

Matt does so.

“Naked,” Adam commands. “Now.”

Matt scrambles to get his clothing off, showing none of his usual body awareness and in ring grace as he stumbles over pants and has to lean against their kitchen counter. He looks up. “Okay?”

“All the way.”

Matt takes off his socks and boxers, standing stark naked.

“Look at you,” Adam murmurs. “No wonder you try to show all this off. All about how pretty you are, huh?”

Matt whimpers. “I thought the free use thing was you, like, railing me on the kitchen counter or in gorilla or something. Not making me wait.”

Adam chuckles, lower than he’s used to hearing from himself. “I get to do whatever I want is the point.” He walks toward Matt until Matt backs into the counter, and he jumps when his back hits the cold granite counter. “See? You’re all twitchy. All your attention is on me. I’ve gotten exactly what I want right here.”

Matt swallows. “All you want?”

“Is that you asking if I’m eventually gonna fuck you stupid?”

Matt nods.

Adam leans in, lips at Matt’s ear. “What do you think?”

Matt turns his head and catches Adam’s lips with his, pulling him flush against Matt’s naked body. It takes far too long for him to remember he’s got a whole thing he’s trying to do and he pulls away, hands off of Matt.

“Greedy,” Adam says. “Look at you. Can’t even follow instructions.”

“Your fault,” Matt says, shrugging. “You got all close and sexy. Not my fault.”

“Is this you talking back?” Adam asks.

Matt grins. “Is that going to get me laid?”

Adam opens his mouth, then closes it. “In a way you’ll absolutely hate, yes.”

“How is that possible?” Matt asks, rolling his eyes. “We can’t have sex in a way I’ll hate.”

“You’ll like it but you’ll hate it,” Adam clarifies. “Love it, perhaps.”

“That doesn’t make sense.”

“Shut the fuck up and get that cute ass to the bedroom.”

Matt’s mouth snaps shut and he scurries over to the bedroom. Adam snickers a little. Matt’s never been good at hiding his eagerness.

He waits in the kitchen, getting out cups to fill with water to see how long it takes for Matt to lose his mind with anticipation.

Less than the time it takes for him to fill two of Matt’s fancy water bottles with water, it turns out.

“If you don’t get in here,” Matt says, and it’s almost as if he’s trying to let a threat linger in the air.

Adam walks in and leans against the door frame. “What? What are you going to do?”

Matt huffs, folding his arms over his chest. “I don’t know. Don’t be mean to me.”

“We’ve been over this,” Adam says. “You like it when I’m mean to you.”

“Not – god, you’re the worst.” Matt’s cheeks flush pink.

“You want me to be nice?” Adam asks. “Is that actually what you want?”

Matt mumbles something, turning away.

“Louder.”

“Eff off,” Matt says, and he rolls his eyes so strongly Adam’s surprised he didn’t roll off the bed.

“Okay.” Adam turns to leave.

“No! Damn it. You’re the worst. No, I don’t want you to be nice.” Adam turns back to see Matt spread himself out on the bed. “I want you to do whatever you want.”

Adam grins and stares at him. “Yeah?”

Matt nods eagerly.

“Shower,” Adam commands. “Relax. Use your nice shampoo, that fancy body scrub you always say you’re trying to save. I can always get you more.”

Matt’s eyes widen and he shivers. “Are you coming with me?”

Adam shakes his head. “Be a good boy and maybe you’ll earn me touching you.”

Matt scrambles to his feet and runs to the bathroom door, tripping over a rogue sneaker that had fallen off of a shelf.

By the time he comes back, Adam’s set up the bed. Matt lights up.

“You got out the fancy handcuffs,” he breathes, almost reverent. He looks over at Adam, big brown eyes wide with carefully guarded excitement. “All four of the fancy handcuffs.” He steps to the bed and touches the matching blue rope. “And the pretty rope.”

“I did,” Adam says. “And you are gonna be good and get on the bed?”

Matt, hair still damp and skin glowing, jumps onto the bed. “Am I gonna get in trouble if I touched myself in the shower?”

Adam raises an eyebrow, then looks down at Matt’s hard cock. “You did?”

“I stopped, though,” he says, eyes huge and earnest. “I – I wanted to, but I want you more.”

“Well isn’t that sweet.” Adam grabs Matt’s legs and yanks him down, leaning down to kiss him. He’s warm and still a little wet, hair soaked as Adam runs his fingers through it. Matt arches against him, legs around his waist, and it’s all Adam can do not to lean in and cave right there.

But he spent twenty minutes on this setup, and he remembers how the rage and possessiveness welled in his chest when he saw Matt in Eddie’s hat, so he pulls away.

Matt lets out a wordless cry, hands extended to him, when Adam pulls away.

“Calm down, baby, you know I’ll do exactly what you need.” He leans down and kisses Matt again, gently, in a way he hopes is reassuring. “Middle of the bed, come on.”

It’s reluctant for a second, with a booboo eye and a half thrown his way as he scoots up, but he spreads his legs and almost presents himself to Adam.

“God, you’re pretty,” Adam mutters. “Okay. Gonna tie you up.”

Matt nods frantically, splaying his arms and legs out like a starfish. “Okay.”

Adam works quietly, only pausing to chuckle as Matt struggles to rub his cock against Adam’s hips, his leg, his chest, anything he can get at.

He finally has Matt in his spot. There’s a lot of slack, intentionally, so Matt can lay comfortably. Nothing tugs, nothing pulls. Matt’s flat on the bed, staring at Adam.

“All done?” Matt asks.

“Not quite.” Adam walks to the vanity and moves some of Matt’s hair stuff out of the way to find the box he’d shoved in the corner. He pulls it out and shows it to Matt.

“It’s pretty,” Matt breathes. “I love that color.”

“I know you do,” Adam says. He brushes out some of the wrinkles in the teal, satin eye mask and holds it up to Matt. “Do you want to put it on?”

“Aren’t you supposed to tell me what to do right now?”

Adam rolls his eyes. “Jesus, you’re impossible. Lift your head up.”

Matt does as he’s told, and Adam places the eye mask over Matt’s face. He steps back and grins down at his masterpiece. Matt’s dick is hard, curved up toward his stomach, as he squirms against the ropes. “Gonna ask again –”

“Good,” Matt answers. “Really good. Keep – if I have to, I’ll safeword, but I don’t think I will.” He looks unfairly earnest, even blindfolded. “Or wait. Is this part of it? Is this making me wait more?”

“A little bit,” Adam says, shrugging before he realizes Matt can’t see him. “But, you know. Leaving it up in the air.” He goes silent and watches Matt.

It’s impressive, how long he stays still. It’s clear he’s trying to gauge whether or not Adam’s still in the room, with the way he’s tilting his head just a little bit.

“Adam?” he calls. “Are you still there?”

“Still here,” Adam says.

“What, uh,” Matt hesitates, “what are you doing?”

Adam chuckles. “You don’t like being out of the loop do you?” Adam walks beside the bed, sure to get to the creaky board. Matt now knows exactly where he is in the room, how he’s close enough to touch, but he can’t move. His hands are exactly where Adam wants them. “You don’t like finding stuff out after it’s important, do you?”

“Is this punishment for the suspension?” Matt asks, wiggling now. “Because I told you beforehand.”

“You texted,” Adam says, and he trails his finger along Matt’s leg just to see him twitch closer to the touch. “You live here, and you forgot to tell me. You had to text me about it.”

“It was – Tony had to confirm it,” Matt whispers. “It’s not, like real! It’s a way for you to take a break! And I knew you were sleeping, so I didn’t want to call.”

“Okay, that’s sweet,” Adam says, sliding his hand up Matt’s thigh. Matt makes a little open mouthed whimper, pushing his leg up into the touch. “But Eddie?” he says, stopping his hand before it gets anywhere near Matt’s dick. “You didn’t have to go out there and look for attention from somewhere else.” He slides his hand back down and Matt makes a miserable little moan. “I was waiting right here at home, and you were out there wearing another man’s hat.”

“It – I’ll wear your clothes, all the time,” Matt says. “I’ll wear everything you want me to. Property of Adam Page.”

“Property, huh?” Adam asks, sliding his hand back up. “I like it better when you’re my good boy. When you and everybody else knows you’re my man, no matter who or what you touch or wear.” He runs his thumb along the crease where Matt’s torso meets the top of his thigh, Matt’s skin twitching under him.

“Everyone knows,” Matt whispers. “Even – even when I get stupid with other people, they know I’m yours.”

“You think so?” Adam murmurs. He crawls onto the bed, having to navigate the rope and handcuffs across the bed. “You look kinda like you’re mine, right now?”

Matt nods. “Always.”

“Always?”

Matt is responsive as ever as Adam slides in between his legs, little whimpers and shifts as Adam adjusts his body.

“Wait,” Matt says, rubbing his thigh against Adam’s hip. “You’re still wearing clothes.”

“I am,” Adam says.

“Oh.” Matt goes quiet.

“You’re thinking loud there, baby.”

“I was just – that means this really is going to take a while.” Matt smiles. “You really are mad.”

“I’m not mad,” Adam singsongs, tracing patterns on Matt’s skin. He smiles as the skin twitches underneath his touch, as Matt’s body shifts to try to get closer. “Just reminding you what I can do that nobody else would know you want.”

“Because you know me so well,” Matt says, and his voice is a little slurred, a little unsteady. “Because you want me.”

“I always want you,” Adam murmurs, and he leans down to press a kiss to Matt’s stomach. The muscles shift underneath his lips, pressing up against him. “So pretty.”

Adam pulls up and sides down the bed. He waits, knowing what Matt is anticipating, knowing what he wants. His cock is leaking, hard as nails, and Adam can’t wait to give him everything he wants.

But not yet.

“I’d say look how desperate you are, but you can’t do that right now, can you?”

“Don’t tease me,” Matt whines.

“You like it when I tease you, right?”

Matt wiggles. “Yes. I hate it.”

“What?”

“I – I hate it but I like it.” He pauses. “Shut up.”

“You were the one talking.”

“You were thinking or something,” Matt says, wiggling.

Adam licks up Matt’s cock without any further warning, lapping up precome as he does, grinning as Matt yelps. Matt shoves his hips toward Adam’s face.

“More,” he pleads. “More, more.”

“You’ll get more,” Adam says. “When I say you get more.”

Matt makes a frustrated, enraged little noise, fury bottled up in pure desperation. Adam laughs and leans in, pressing kisses to Matt’s thighs, to his stomach, to the base of his cock. Matt doesn’t speak, and instead whimpers like he’s dying for it. It’s the prettiest thing Adam’s ever heard.

He doesn’t know how long he takes, but Matt starts sniffling.

“Are you crying, baby?” Adam murmurs, sucking the head of Matt’s cock into his mouth.

“No,” Matt chokes out. “You’re the worst.”

“So that’s a yes.” He bobs a few times on Matt’s cock, hearing a sigh of relief. He doesn’t give Matt much of it though and pulls off soon after.

“No,” Matt whispers.

“What?” Adam asks. “You want more?” He gets off the bed and walks to get the lube, waiting to see Matt’s reaction. He’s covered in a layer of sweat, muscles taut and trembling.

“Come back,” Matt says. It sounds like he’s going for authoritative, but the whimper in the back of it ruins the effect.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” Adam asks.

Matt’s, “Yes,” is almost too quick.

“Then I have to go for a few seconds. I won’t leave the room. I just have to get some things. And undress.”

Matt sighs, dramatic as ever. “I guess.” He grumbles. “Are you getting lube?”

“What do you think?”

“Yes?”

Adam chuckles. “Hopeful, aren’t you.”

“Yes! That’s the point!”

“Yeah, well, hope harder.” Adam strips off his clothes, suddenly highly aware of how hot and overwhelmed he is. He takes note of his cock, looking as hard and desperate as Matt’s. He hadn’t even realized it, he’d be so focused on Matt.

Matt groans, snapping Adam back to focus. “I know this is exactly what I want, but I sort of hate it.”

“Do you?”

He kicks his legs and Adam fights a giggle. “No!” Matt flops back down on the bed, and even without seeing his entire face Adam knows it’s boo boo eyes all the way down.

“What do you want, Matty?” Adam murmurs. He walks up the length of the bed until he can lean down and whisper in Matt’s ear. “What do you want?”

Matt jumps. “You’re close.”

“You are too, apparently.”

Adam’s pretty sure he hears Matt roll his eyes. “I want you to fuck me,” Matt says. Adam grins. “I want it right now, and I’m sick of waiting, and I think I’m crying under this stupid mask, and I’m so hard it hurts.”

“I got a swear,” Adam says. “Maybe that’s all I was looking for.”

Matt breathes slowly. “That’s it?”

“Well, maybe not all,” he says. He leans in and kisses Matt’s forehead above the mask, then down to his mouth. He makes it deep, promising. Matt’s squirming and moaning into his mouth. “Do you want to get fucked now, baby?”

“I do,” Matt half sobs, and Adam’s glad he left a lot of slack in those ropes.

“Got an idea,” Adam says. “Gotta open you up, then I’m gonna fuck you from underneath, okay?”

“From – what?” Matt’s limbs are all floppy. “Never mind. Just – anything.”

Adam grins.

He gets his fingers coated with lube, kisses Matt’s lips again, then slides down his body to adjust Matt’s legs and find his hole. Matt’s cock is soaked with precome, and Adam lets himself feel a little pride at that.

“Please,” Matt sobs. “Please, in me, please.”

“I promise,” Adam says, pressing in, “I will.”

Matt’s not speaking, just shoving down onto Adam’s fingers. He’s already so ready – a little unusually ready.

“Did you open yourself up in the shower without permission?” he asks, pumping his finger in and out easily. A second joins without much resistance, and Adam’s the one starting to lose his focus.

“Yeah,” Matt mumbles. “Make it quicker. You in me sooner.”

If Adam weren’t already halfway to madness, that would have been an excuse to draw this out for another half hour. As it is, he takes the opportunity to go a little faster, to be less gentle. Matt’s already done most of the work for him.

“Fuckin’ desperate,” Adam growls. “You and your pretty little cock want it so bad you break the rules.”

Matt murmurs something, nodding. “Yeah. Yeah, always. Want your cock. Want you to make me come.”

“Yeah?” Adam asks, and the third finger should be enough for Matt, gets him squirming. “God, you’re impossible. Gonna keep you forever.”

“Should fuck me first.”

With a laugh, he stands and arranges Matt’s limbs, shifting them up a little so he can get Matt a little off the mattress.

“You picking me up?” Matt asks.

“A little bit,” Adam answers. He slides under Matt, feeling his comforting weight settle on top of him.

“Oh, this is nice,” Matt mumbles, words half slurred. “This is really nice.”

“Yeah?” Adam asks. “Can’t see me, but you can feel me, can’t you?”

“All of you,” Matt says, grinding his ass down against Adam.

Adam grabs his hips to still him. “Keep it together, baby,” he says. “Give me a second – there you are.” He’d been thorough, careful, getting Matt to tears, just for this moment. He shifts his hips, lifts Matt just a little with his hands, and then he’s sliding home.

Matt’s moan is intoxicating, no words but screaming finally all the same.

“Got what you wanted,” Adam chuckles in Matt’s ear. He moves slightly.

“I did,” Matt whispers. “Oh, I did.” He wiggles. “I can’t really move.”

“That’s the point,” Adam says. “I take care of you.”

Matt slumps against him. “Oh, god.”

“Yeah,” Adam says, and he allows himself to feel smug as he tilts his hips and feels the hot vice of Matt tighten around him. “I got you, baby, you don’t even have to move.”

“I want to,” Matt whimpers, wiggling against him. “I – I want to feel you. I want it.”

“You want what?” Adam asks, rolling his hips.

Matt keeps. “I want to come,” he pleads. “I want you to fuck me and I want to come and then I want you to keep fucking me so maybe I can come again.”

“Yeah?” Adam says. “I think we can make that happen.”

He slides his hands down Matt’s body until one hand can press against Matt’s belly and the other can stroke his dick. It takes a second to figure out the rhythm, with how much weight is on top of Adam and how little he can see, but the noises coming out of Matt tell him it’s going well.

“I don’t – I want…” Matt trails off, babbles and half-formed syllables coming out instead.

“What?” Adam murmurs, working his hips and hand together. “What do you want?”

“Gonna – want to –” Matt cuts himself off with a whine. “Come.”

“Do it.” He puts every command he’s ever had into it, speeds up his hand. “Come for me, baby. Come for me now so I can drag another one out of you.”

Matt throws his head back and barely misses headbutting Adam, but the way he spectacularly comes all over Adam’s hand and his own belly is worth the risk. Adam picks up the pace of his own thrusts, hammering into Matt whose body has gone limp. He moves his hands to Matt’s hips, prepared to move him if it comes to it.

Matt whimpers. “So much,” he gasps.

“Good much?”

“Good much,” Matt says. Adam shifts to look at the mess Matt made, feeling his own orgasm race toward him. He fights it. It’s not about him.

“Tell me,” Adam says, kissing his cheek as best he can from the angle. “Talk.”

“I lo-love when you’re inside me.” Random muscles are twitching, and Adam does his best to soothe over them with gentle hands when he sees it. Matt slumps against him, body chasing and running from the feeling at the same time. “I feel the most like me. When you’re fucking me.” He whimpers. “Oh, god, I think – I think I’m getting…” He trails off and Adam grins as he looks down, seeing Matt’s dick trying to get hard again.

“I knew it,” he murmurs. “I knew you could do it. So good, baby. You’re so good.”

Matt whines about getting old, but sometimes, when he’s in the right headspace, his refractory period is as short as they get. Adam kisses at his neck, slow rolls of his hips into Matt’s hypersensitive body, until Matt’s whimpering and fully hard again. It takes long enough that Adam’s pulled tight like a rubber band, but it’s worth it.

“Oh,” Matt says, like it’s the only thing he can get out. His hips twitch, push back against Adam. “Keep – more.”

“More?” Adam asks, getting his thrusts going a little harder. “You sure you can take it?”

“Can,” Matt mumbles. “Want to.”

Adam doesn’t know how he got this lucky, how the two of them repaired what they both shattered with abandon years ago, how this moment is possible. “You can,” Adam murmurs. “I’ll get you there, I swear.”

They work in tandem, muscles in Matt’s body still twitching but his hips determined. Adam keeps focused. He can’t let go, not yet, not before Matt’s ready. It’s a responsibility he welcomes.

The world dissolves to the two of them, to lips and moans and need and sweat, until Matt says, “I think – I think I can, again.”

Adam slides a hand down to Matt’s cock and strokes. “Thank god,” he laughs. “Because I’m not gonna last long.”

He doesn’t. It’s only a few more strokes and Adam comes first, losing his resolve, but Matt clenches around him and whines, “Full,” and he’s coming again. The mess is slightly less than the first time, but it’s all over Adam’s hand and Matt’s belly and it’s dripping down onto the bed. It’s a mess, a filthy disaster, and Adam thinks it’s his masterpiece.

“Fucking Christ,” Adam gasps, pressing his face into Matt’s neck. “A few seconds, I’ll get you untangled, just – holy fuck.”

“Yeah,” Matt says, his voice garbled. “So good.”

Adam warms, kisses Matt’s neck and cheek. He pulls Matt’s mask off.

“Bright,” Matt mumbles. He shuffles so he can half-see Adam’s face. “Hi.”

“Hi.” Adam reaches up and brushes tears off of Matt’s face. “You really were crying.”

“I told you I was,” he says. “That was, like, turbo edging without the classic edging. You’re a maniac.”

Adam raises an eyebrow. “Is that a good thing?”

“That’s a great thing,” Matt says.

Adam rolls, sliding his oversensitive dick out of Matt and lowering him gently on the mattress. He gets to work quickly to undo the ropes and the cuffs, checking for any bruises or sore patches.

“I’m feeling fantastic,” Matt says, still starfished on the bed. “Just because I can’t move yet doesn’t mean I’m hurt.”

“I’m checking you anyway,” Adam says, pressing a kiss to Matt’s cheek. “No problems with your back? Arm?”

“All is great,” Matt says. His smile is almost dopey, and he rolls over. “Forgot what it was like not to be all tied up like that. Next time you should keep me there longer.”

“I – no,” Adam scoffs. “You were losing it within a few seconds, let alone whatever you mean when you say longer.”

Matt shrugs. “Whatever you say.” He flutters his eyelashes. “Kiss?”

“Of course.” Adam leans down and kisses Matt to find himself yanked in on top of him, covered in lube and come and sweat more than he already was. “Hi. Ow.”

“Ow?”

“My arm is still stuck under yours,” Adam explains, pulling it out. “There we go.”

Matt wrinkles his nose. “There’s, like, so much on me right now.”

“You pulled me on top of you.”

“I mean the…fluids.” Adam is forced to kiss the pinched expression off of Matt’s face. “I have to shower.”

“Me too,” Adam says, sitting up. “Because you pulled me on top of you.”

“Like you wouldn’t shower with me after anyway.”

“Fair point.” Adam rolls off the bed and holds out a hand. Matt takes it, holds it the steps to the shower.

“So, if I were to, like –”

“No,” Adam says.

“You don’t even know what I was going to say!”

“You were going to ask if we could fuck in the shower,” Adam says. “We just did that. You need to take a break.”

Matt rolls his eyes, and it takes everything inside of Adam not to drop to one knee right there. “You don’t have to be right about everything, you know.”

“It’s a curse.” Adam pats his butt and Matt yelps, grinning. “Be nice or I’ll shove you into the shower when the water’s still cold.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“Try me.”

Matt’s yawning before he’s even set foot in the shower, so Adam soaps him up and rinses the last of their mess off his body with Matt’s favorite body wash. Matt limply does the same for Adam, but there’s a lot left behind that Adam ends up taking care of while Matt languidly towels off.

“Pick that up!” Adam says when Matt lets the towel drop to the floor. “I’m not picking up after your terrible shower habits again.”

“It’s a towel.”

“Yeah, hang it up.” Adam turns off the shower and grabs his own towel, hitting Matt in the ass with it before wrapping it around his waist. Matt beams at him. “What?”

“I like it that you get to annoy me about house stuff,” Matt says, stepping into Adam’s space and shoving at his arm until Adam wraps it around his shoulders.

“You do?”

Matt nods and they make their way back into the bedroom. “It reminds me that I get to stay forever.”

Adam opens his mouth, unsure of what he’s about to say, when Matt freezes.

“Oh, boy.”

“What now?”

“We’re gonna need to do some serious laundry,” Matt says, hands on his hips as he studies the bed. “I should have kicked the comforter off first. There’s so much sweat on it.”

Adam shrugs and adjusts the towel. “We got an extra in the closet. My old one. We’ll use that while it’s all in the wash.” He yawns. “Jesus. You wore me out.”

“I wore you out?!” Matt exclaims. “I can barely stand!”

“You’re doing fine from where I can see it,” Adam says, fighting a smile.

Matt rolls his eyes. “I am wrecked in all forms of the word, and only my, what is it, fortitude?” Adam nods. “Only my fortitude of spirit is keeping me up.”

“That fuckin’ word of the day app,” Adam mutters. “Alright then. You sit your weak ass princess body down on the chair and I’ll get the other blankets so we can take a nap.”

Matt squirms. “I, um. I don’t think I’m ready to sit yet.”

Adam can’t fight his grin. “The way you like?”

Matt nods so hard his hair flops all over his face. “So good. I’m gonna be achy for days.” His eyes burn as they meet Adam’s. “I’ll feel you even when you’re not with me.”

Adam doesn’t know what the possessive beast clawing at his chest is trying to say, only that it’s screaming. He strides to Matt and yanks him in, kissing him with all the words that catch in the back of his throat. Matt moans and slumps against him, arms thrown around Adam’s neck.

Adam holds him tight. “Let’s get dinner,” he says, pulling away far enough to look Matt in the eyes. “Let’s get dinner, a nice one. Tomorrow night. Where we can pull out the good suits.”

Matt nods. “I like that idea.” His eyes sparkle, like there’s something else he’s not saying.

But Adam doesn’t mind. He’s the one with the ring in the side drawer.

Mini Playlist (yes it's all PVRIS) No Mercy - PVRIS Smoke - PVRIS Use Me - PVRIS feat. 070 Shake Anyone Else - PVRIS

#HangMatt #Matt Experiments #Surprise look what's here!!!#wtf i like wrestling now???#in which sara writes #anxious millennial dreamboat #Matt Attrackson #Mwahaha

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vole-mon-amour · 1 year

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2x05, part 2.

Kaz is like, "Do I look like a person who's gonna do any of your nonsense?" And with those bruises, lmaooo. "My husband" what a sigh your 'husband' is, lmaooo. Again, she's the the only one who can pull that off. They can kinda flirt and are borderline romantic, but in reality they're such platonic pals. <3 I adore their relationship in the book.

WHEEZING. Only she can pull that off without punished for that, lmaoooo. I love how different her relationships are with Kaz and Inej. Inej is all sweet and can sleep with her head on Nina's shoulder. That's the partner she needs, not Kaz. Nina, however, can troll him as much as she wants, and will still stay out of his league. She's simply more powerful than he is and isn't intimidated by him even one bit.

I don't think Nina understands how hard this is for him. It's so rare for anyone to see the bare skin of his hands. I fully expected him to do what he is asked of without taking his gloves off. This is a very important moment. Such a rare sight. It feels weird, even, to see his hands with the gloves off.

It's like it's not even him.

Darling, put the gloves back on. :( My heart aches for him. They think it's all a joke until it's not. My question is, though, why didn't she try to slow his heartbeat? I don't remember anything about this in the book, unfortunately. She just felt how bad it was for him and maybe could've helped. But idk, if he's having trouble breathing, then the slowing his heartbeat would probably not help.

This is where I thought he'd fall into the water tbh. Bumping into so many people, with his hands bare, which also amplifies a panic attack. I'm glad Inej understood she needs to IMMEDIATELY back off. If they push that "I'll have you without your armor" bullshit, I'm gonna be very mad.

And for that moment, he's in a pile of corpses. He's five years old. Jordie is dead. He's alone in this world. He uses Jordie's corpse to stay afloat. And my heart breaks for him yet again.

Him sharing food with Jesper and Nina is so cute. Foodies. <3 I like their friendship.

Sharing those glances, that bond once again. <3 Kaz even shares a smile/a scowl with him. Jesper doesn't care. He'll endure whatever Kaz throws at him and still be so chill about it. "Now to the real talk, okie dockie?" And Kaz starts talking. Love it.

That's what I'm talking about. Wylan looks so unnatural. Baby, can you snap out of it please? On the other hand, maybe I should reread the book first before saying this. I don't remember if he's on the specter in any way. If he is, it's understandable. If he isn't, I'd love for him to be more alive and have more personality and be a valuable member of the Crows, like in CK.

WRONG. Big wrong. Oh, the book... What he felt for her, how he loved her. Matthias deserved better. ;_;

!!!

Nooo wayy??? That is truly something new. Get his ass!!

That's brutal. I don't wanna go there. I'm not ready. :(

The moment when Nikolai gives Alina his compass was nice. I remember from what I've read that they've become really good friends. I actually like seeing it in the show. I liked seeing this side of him, and it feels like they've cast a proper actor to play him? But i don't know much about him, so it's not up for me to decide. He's still good though, imo. The emerald though. It's for Zoya, isn't it? Don't remember how they end up there, but yeah.

That talk between Wylan and Jesper at the end. "Because it's not a blessing, it's a curse! And you have no idea what it's cost me." They did a lot of things about them wrong, but those words and encounters they have at their cores, both of them, had to be included. And I'm glad that they are.

Holy shit. So it IS in this episode. Jordie pulling him out, then drowning him back. It's 11 pm, I woke up at 6, how am I supposed to sleep now??? My goodness, I was waiting for this scene. Gifs!! I NEED GIFS!!!

#ninej #kaz brekker #nina zenik #kazper #wylan van eck #alina starkov #inej ghafa #sabn #natiswatching #nikolai lantsov

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omori-sv-au · 1 year

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Some (gator) guys

Fredrick(he/him) is the most level headed one out this bunch. He deals with guests- be it complaints or them being lost. He is at his wits end with Helle due to their messing with guests- which just makes his life harder. He was there before Hero took over as boss, and is just waiting until he can retire. He knows a little about what goes on behind the scenes and will sometimes give a disappointed glance but could care less.

Damascus(She/they)(btw the name means sack of blood!) is here for two different jobs. 1: Take care of any decorative plants outside, and 2: deal with any corpses that somehow… turn up. They grow a bunch of protected plants and sell them as a side-gig, which is also a cover for their actual use in making it so that no one can easily legally dig up the graves. She is more than willing to suck up to Fern. All her clothes have either bleach or blood stains on them- comes with the territory of their work.

Fern(she/her) is rather reserved, but during lunch breaks will say the most absurd things- like the exact strength someone would need to punch the air to create such a ripple of force that it changes solar winds to an extent at which they can cause so much damage to the sun that it runs out of fuel and blows up. She plays a ton of card games on the side of the casino, and claims to be the best card counter on the staff(wether this is accurate or not has yet to be tested).

Oliver(he/him) he’s been working at LR for about a month now and is somehow still super enthusiastic about the job. He helps with finances and sometimes fixing the lights if fuses burn out- which he’s not supposed to or anything. He just does it to collect the lightbulbs for some terrifyingly sharp art project, and it saves money so he hasn’t been stopped yet.

Emmie(They/them) they do a lot of maintenance work at Last Resort, and have accidentally scared some folks a by coming tumbling out of a vent after fixing a wire. They work at night now to avoid alarming guests after that one. They’re actively trying to get a petition going to get a giant sting ray tank/petting area installed somewhere in Last Resort. Sometimes they’ll bring in little figurines of oceanic critters and put them on the desks of their coworkers they get along with.

Robert(he/him) is done with literally everything. He is planning to quit as soon as he makes sure he doesn’t owe anyone any favours, which based on the amount of times he has asked people for something with either caffeine or sugar in it could take the next few years. He works in accounting and usually says that “you aren’t counting dollars, you’re counting your reasons to live and currently the numbers are becoming less meaningful” whenever someone brings up that he needs some rest and to take care of himself for once.

Helle(he/they)(name is short for Hellebore which is a poisonous plant!) is on room service, they’re overly polite and mentally jot down every time someone is rude to him or their friends and is extremely careful to hide their things and move objects(which are provided by the hotel and upon movement cost you money) upon tidying up their room. He carries a Swiss Army knife all the time because they’re oddly useful in day-to-day life, and if due to timing he gets caught up I anything they have a knife and can weasel their way out.

OOOOUUUUGGGG OH MY GOD??? HOLY SHIT YOU MADE SO MANY THIS IS LITERALLY SO FUCKING COOL

fredrick seems pretty based tbh hes got the vibes of some dude whos been doing this for WAY too long and wants to go home LMAOO bro wants to retire

DAMASCUS IS SO SILLY LMAOOOO THE FUCKING PLANT THING MAKING IT SO ITS HARDER TO DIG UP GRAVES MADE ME LAUGH THATS SO SMART……. shoutout to any corpse hiders

AND FERN BEING THE BEST CARD COUNTER?!!?!!?! THATS ALSO SO FUNNY SHE IS SINGLE HANDEDLY RIGGING THE CASINOS…….. she seems so silly to hang out with id wanna be her friend

i like that oliver is still very enthusiastic abt working there that is very rare with gator guys i feel…… so many of them r roped into contracts by hero and then once they realize theyre stuck there they get all pissed LMAO i greatly encourage whatever his silly art project is

ALSO EMMIE IS SO BASED FINALLY SOMEONE WHO FULLY EMBRACES THE OCEAN AESTHETIC OF BEING A GATOR GUY AND THE LAST RESORT SO BASED….. i fully support their endeavours to get a sting ray tank thats so funny

I THINK ROBERT MIGHT BE MY FAVOURITE OUT OF ALL OF THEM THOUGH…….. i love a guy who hates his job. he knows whats goin on and wants no part of it LMAOO he wants out so bad……. so sorry my boy you signed the contract ur stuck here!

helle sounds like someone u do NOT wanna mess with bro has a hit list in their brain if everyone whos ever been mean to them and also carries around a swiss army knife LMAOOO also him moving shit around all the time is also so funny

#I CANNOT BEGIN TO TELL U HOW FUCKING AWESOME THIS ALL IS #THEYRE ALL SO SILLY IM GIVING THEM ALL A PAT ON THE HEAD RN #GATOR GUYS R REAL!!!!!!!!#IM SO HAPPY #IM SO SICK RN AND WAKING UP TO SEE THIS MADE ME FEEL BETTER TBH #shoutout to the gator guys. theyre so silly #i want to doodle them……#i might make a big drawing of everyones gator guys later #maybe once im not horrendously sick #non character ask #others art #omori sv au #others ocs

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straightfromthetorturedpoetsdept · 1 year

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I need to know what you think about the whole Joe thing because at this point I'm genuinely so confused as to what's going on

i hesitate to even answer this at all, anon, because I'm honestly in the same boat as you.

all i can honestly say is something about this situation doesn't feel right to me. i don't really wanna say too much because i dont want to fan the joe is a beard bullshit but the whole "differences in personality" thing... almost that exact same wording was used during the coverage of the harris x swift break-up. im not gunna look it up but if you research the people article for it, you can see what im talking about.

we also know that as soon as midnights, her most accurate album to date, she wrote sweet nothing about her relationship with Joe. Its a really hard pill for me to swallow that after seven years of music about how supportive and how understanding he is of her career, the thing that broke them apart was "differences in personality."

but then there is haim, gigi, blake and ryan, austin unfollowing him off instagram. why? why would they do that right now, in the middle of her tour being made about this fucking break up, when they absolutely KNOW that people will be reading into those actions. however, there is also the possibility that none of those people were actually following on insta to begin with because he doesnt actually post on there. i have no way of verifying that they actually recently unfollowed him but the words of the same fans who believed he deleted the cat photo of his insta when it was just a story in the first place.

all i can say for certain is the pap pictures are planned easter eggs about a work related project. she knows we expect speak now so it would be the perfect time to throw another curveball at us. i can also see taylor deciding to have some fun with the media coverage of her tour, especially if she is announcing a film soon in which she tackles fame and the media specifically in it, when she told us in lavender haze the way she protects her relationship is by ignoring the media. like, she could be showing us how much of a mastermind she actually is. like, im getting so much deja vu from 1989 era and the fact that she used the same wording as calvin harris break up, that makes me so suspicious. i still think she's planning on coming out this summer so im not sure if this could somehow be related to that?

i keep going back to the coverage of this relationship, the media narrative she crafted of this man who supports her superstardom and just wants to be in her presence and nothing else, and how it's a complete 180 from everything she has let us know up to this point. like, the fact that in the span of 2 weeks, we have had swifties take the narrative from "they broke up" to "he cheated on her" also just makes me feel like super gross about the situation.

like i am just not a fan of all the drama about taylor's personal life all of a fucking sudden now that we think she's single as a fandom. like, wow, and like she spent so much of their relationship shading the people who called it fake or disgenuine, that i just... i dont know. nothing about how this is playing out makes any sense to me.

taylor hid the relationship for almost a year, you don't think she would have waited until the tour was over to release this news??? and then we got the pic of joe, which like, thats the first pap pic ive ever seen of him alone i think and that also makes me question why we're seeing him right after taylor. like, she was so happy right up until tour, it kind of makes me think something dramatic did happen because why did they all unfollow him?

i just don't really know what the fuck is going on. I dont really believe any of what they say is the reason they broke up, i guess. if they did break up, it sure as shit isnt even close to what the media is running with imho.

and then im like idk this whole thing just doesnt make sense and that's really all i have to say about it.

#taylor swift #jaylor #joe alwyn #anon love #ask and you shall receive

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what are your headcanons for the hss prime characters after high school? who goes to college? what do they major in? for any that don't go to college, what do they do instead? any post-high school romance hcs? anything else you want to share?

ok so first of all, my prime world takes place begining in 2014, with Simon being a sophmore when he becomes a student at Berry High so he & most of the other main characters graduate in 2016, with choices hss taking place the year after in 2017, so the only prime students still attending Berry High during the events of choices hss are Mia and Katherine (also pb was wrong for breaking them up and never putting Katherine in choices 💞)

as for majors/the futures of these characters (in no particular order) (also not all of these r as thought out as others) (also also im not doing every a-lister or whatever the fuck hss prime calls them. thats too much man. if u wanna know about em ask about em seperately):

Ezra would take a few courses at a community college so he has at least a little college experience before he signs back on with.... whatever record label the band had signed on w in the story i forgor. he plays guitar for Lisa Valentine and also has his own solo career, but every now and then Kingslayer will put out an album together when they all have the time to. he marries Wes in Vegas while on tour to give Wes an alibi for something, but they've had feelings for each other for a while. Eventually Simon joins their relationship & the three of them raise a kid together

Payton would get a degree in communications and become an events coordinator. every time a friend (from high school or otherwise) says they want to have some kind of event, she always tries to plan it for free or discounted but they convince her to take the money lol also she and her partner are foster parents!!!

for Koh, i love how in choices she decides to do premed in community college!! i think she eventually does her residancy at Edenbrook, where the only attending she respects is one Dr Baxter Lucafont, for the time they stole from a big pharma company to help a paitent that wasn't even their's (also all the doctors that helped them pull it off, but in a different way). also Zaid and Esme. i can see them being friends lol

Kallie gets a degree in library science and becomes a capital L Librarian in Boston, where she and Koh reconnect & start dating <3

also like in choices canon (but this was mentioned in prime a few times as well) Wes' intention is to go to law school and study criminal justice, but it kind of... takes a while for him to do it. while he's in community college for undergrad, he just kind of gets an antsy feeling that he could be doing things to help people now instead of waiting around to get a degree, so he drops out for a bit to do what he can, even if it isnt technically """legal""". he starts looking back into it after he and Ezra get married, but he pauses again when they (+ Simon) have their kid bc he doesn't want to be the kind of dad that his own father was. he does go back to community college during this time, but he does as much of it as he can online so he can be a sahd until their son is old enough to not need him around so much. then he fucking kills it in law school (he doesnt go to one of those fancy schmancy ivy leauges though, just a state university) and becomes an associate at Ricci, Lee, Tanaka

Julian gets a scholarship to do football in college, and while he is good enough to be scouted for professional teams, he isn't sure if its what he wants to do beyond school. he's always been Macho Football Boy, but he's not sure if that's all he wants to be forever, yknow? like he's smart. not Nishan, straight a's, 4.0 gpa smart but he's never at risk to lose his scholarship bc his acedemics are too low. i might change my mind on it later, but i think he might get a degree in physical education (& he's good at it. none of that "run the mile. no i wont tell you how to stretch or keep yourself from hurting yourself. just go as fast as you can" bs, he actually teaches his students how to work out safely and correctly, bc working out can be fun if you know what you're doing)

Autumn would go at Hollywood U, bc while it is mostly a film school, it does have some very good classes in the classical arts and photography. i don't have much of an idea of what she'd do beyond that though. its Autumn! what else is there to say. (also my version of Autumn isnt whitewashed to hell and back like she is by the time she's in choices ill forever be mad about that)

Mia would become a manager. Ezra's manager! i think she'd get her degree at HWU as well. she and Katherine would take a breif break from dating each other but ultimately they'd get married. no kids, but they are the Cool Aunts to their friends kids

Katherine would double major in English and Music and become a playwrite professionally. Mia is her manager as well <3 sometimes she and Ezra will collab on a musical together

Nishan will get as many STEM degrees as fast as he can. dude has like 5 phds and hasnt slept since high school. he eventually gets an author husband who he met online bc said author husband was curious about how some science thing worked so he could write it correctly for a science fiction novel. i literally just invented his author husband so i know nothing about him yet. but i did misspell the word "him" so i think his name will be Jim

Sakura gets a degree in computer science and starts her own indie video game company. its very successful

Ace gets into an ivy league college and gets a degree in political science, then works his way up from local politics to national politics. he's still trying to get Simon to run for president.

Max also gets a football scholarship at the same college as Julian, but he stays with football professionally though. i think he'd be at risk to losing the scholarship due to grades bc he was able to coast through high school thanks to Dad Principal so he enlists Julian to help him. Julian eventually begrudgingly agrees and they tolerate each other until graduation. at some between starting college and graduating, he and Simon will end up back in Cedar Cove together and become.... well friends with benefits isnt the right term because theyre not friends. i think he'd fall for Simon but Simon would be like "ummm.no" and cut the relationship off there

Kara goes to HWU and becomes an actress. at first she and Autumn mostly just ignore each other bc while she stopped bullying her they're not exactly friends. until they get paired up for a project they both have a class in & gradually become friends. and then girlfriends.

and now Simon. my guy. my boy. Si-guy. Slimeon. my son. he graduates high school a little early so he can focus on his gymnastics career and go to the Olympics. he does really good. good enough to place bronze his first year. but also his first year compeating, he breaks his foot real bad about half way through his routine. he doesnt realize until someone points it out to him though, he thinks he just landed a little funny and pulled a muscle. during the time his foot is healing is when he and Max have their weird little gay thing and also he decides that he doesn't want to keep doing gymnastics professionally. it was fun, but he's ready for something else now. he kind of just does whatever he wants, from working in haunted houses, to acting, to joining Ezra on tour and playing the violin during some concerts. mostly though he's Wes and Ezra's trophy boyfriend and dad #3 to their son

and i think thats everyone? lol lmao

#high school story prime #high school story #oc: Simon Klein

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linawritesocs · 1 year

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austin's union birthday ssr vignette + art!

finally some content with lina's twst ocs?? :O

shjdjskdkd i still love my twst kids! i'm just not sure what to do with them currently and twst is not really my main interest right now.

also, i kinda wanna mention that i'm.. uh.. i guess you could say that i'm proud of my twst ocs' growth and development? :'D like, yes, some of them definitely still have some things to work on, but i think that one of the reasons why i don't know what to do with them is because they kinda feel like completely different people to me now? like vance doesn't break the fourth wall that often anymore and even finds that old habit of his weird, avery is a bit more honest with his emotions now and i think i've managed to show that he's a little softer now in his birthday vignette, riley is starting to show that he actually wants more attention, just from one specific person which is allen, etc. tbh that one post about their third year/graduated versions made me want to draw and write them as their older versions starting from now? i don't want them to stay the same forever like canon characters, haha.

anyway, here's the vignette! and because this is a union birthday vignette, seth won't be the one interviewing austin, we have a special guest this time <3

[ part 1 ]

[ ignihyde dorm lounge - birthday venue ]

austin: "ugh.. do i really have to do this?"

austin: "this is so embarrassing.. no, of course, i love the attention, but still.."

austin: "also, i wonder who was chosen to be my presenter."

austin: "i sure hope it's not mer-"

???: AUSTIN-SENPAAAAAIIIII!!

austin: ...

austin: "are you kidding me right now?.."

vance: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

austin: .. can i leave?

vance: ahaha, you know you can't leave. it's your birthday party, after all.

austin: well, that's it, the party's over. it's over because i said so.

vance: but i feel like the party's just getting started!

austin: *sighs* anyway, you're my presenter, right?

vance: *nods* yep! it's a great honor to be the one getting a present for you, austin-senpai!

austin: .. i'm a little scared.

vance: okay, let's see what i got for you. i don't know if you're a gamer like me, but you're, like, obsessed with technology and you're also an ignihyde student, so..

vance: here, i got this cool game for you!

vance: well, it's not really something i would play, but..

vance: for some reason, when i saw it, i felt like this is something that you would like a lot.

austin: ...

vance: .. austin-senpai?

vance: d-do you like it?

vance: i-if you don't, i'll just take it and p-play it myself!..

austin: .. hey, vance, why exactly did you choose this game for me?

vance: i don't know. again, i felt like this is something you'd be into.

vance: look, i know that a game about magical girls doesn't look like something you would like..

austin: did merrill tell you anything?

vance: um, no?? why would he tell me anything about your interests?

vance: though you two look like you're really close.

austin: why, is it because we're from the same dorm?

austin: well.. uh, thank you, i guess.

vance: wait, wait, before you thank me, tell me: do you like it?

vance: i refuse to give it to you until i hear that you really do like it.

austin: huh? what's the point of doing that?

austin: you've bought this for me, i have not choice but to accept it-

vance: because it won't be fun if it turns out that you actually don't like it.

vance: birthdays are all about fun and getting presents that you've always wanted to get! and if you don't like my present..

vance: that simply means that it's my fault for giving you something that you don't want and don't need.

vance: it's fine, i'll just restart and get something better, haha!..

vance: .. oh no, i'm doing this again.

austin: i do like it though.

vance: huh??

vance: you- you like games like this, austin-senpai??

austin: well, i'm not really into games, i'm more of an anime guy-

austin: i-i mean, it does look like something i'd enjoy playing.

austin: so yeah, give it to me. it's mine now.

vance: sure.. but austin-senpai, do you really mean it? do you actually like my present?

austin: .. y-yes.

austin: listen, it just looks cute- cool, i mean, cool!

vance: i see.. well, i'm glad to hear that!

vance: because, to be honest, if it turned out that you didn't like it and i had to play it myself.. i'd rather die, this game looks so boring.

vance: and what's with this art style? ugh, this game looks like it's made for little girls or something.

austin: .. can we just start the interview already?

[ part 2 ]

vance: okay, okay, let's see what questions i have here~

vance: here's the first one!

vance: "if you had to pick someone to be on a deserted island with, who would you choose?"

vance: oh, your dormmates don't count, by the way!

austin: i wouldn't even think of bringing someone from ignihyde with me anyway.

vance: huh? why? i thought you were close with other ignihyde students..

austin: most of them don't even understand what they're talking about or they're just boring to listen to.

austin: or they're just gamers-

austin: uh.. no offense.

vance: haha, no, i get it, i get it.

vance: you're kinda right though, i can't imagine any ignihyde students being able to survive on a deserted island.

vance: so, who would you choose?

austin: uh, let me think..

austin: honestly, i think i'd be fine without anyone's help-

vance: i knew you would say that, but you still have to answer!

austin: really, i think i would do great without other students! you know, i'm used to doing things without magic-

vance: yes, but austin-senpai, don't you think your talent wouldn't really matter in a place like that?

austin: what do you mean?

vance: sure, maybe you're good at fixing, building and coming up with all those machines and mechanisms and all that stuff..

vance: but how are you going to do all that on a deserted island?

vance: i also doubt that you'd have everything you might need with you too.

austin: ...

austin: f-fine. maybe i actually could use some help.

vance: yes, you're making progress! i'm so proud of you!

austin: why are you proud of me?..

vance: because not all people are brave enough to admit that they need help!

vance: i.. know that well.

vance: so, what is your answer?

austin: .. i have a feeling that you're gonna kill me for this.

vance: haha, why? i won't judge you and i definitely won't kill-

austin: i think i would go with riley.

vance: ...

vance: hey, austin-senpai, do you mind if i just take your present and beat you with it?

austin: didn't you just say that you won't try to kill me??

vance: oh, i won't kill you, i just want you to understand that you made a wrong-

vance: .. is it just me, or i'm acting just like a certain rsa student right now?

austin: i don't know who you're talking about, but i'm gonna agree just in case.

vance: haha, anyway! why did you choose riley-kun?

vance: be very careful of what you say, austin-senpai.

austin: uh..

austin: listen, this guy is a savanaclaw student. he also carries a bat with him, like, all the time.

austin: he's surprisingly strong, even though he doesn't look like it.

austin: he's also very good at controlling his emotions and i'm.. well, i hate to say it, but i'm not exactly good at that.

vance: ahaha, yeah, you're so scary sometimes, austin-senpai!

vance: so, this is why you would take riley-kun with you?

austin: what, did you expect a different answer?

vance: haha, no, of course i didn't!

austin: then why do you have a knife-

vance: oh, i just wanted to cut a piece of cake for you! sadly, i can't try it myself.. but i'm sure you will love it!

austin: "i'm pretty sure you're the scarier one, vance."

[ part 3 ]

vance: okay, next question!

vance: "if you were to transfer into another dormitory besides ignihyde, which one would you choose?"

austin: i'm still not over that dorm exchange program and you decide to ask me this?

vance: haha, well, i wasn't the one who came up with these questions..

vance: i don't know, maybe it will happen again, but this time they will actually send us to the dorms that we like.

vance: i'm not complaining though, last time it happened they sent me to ignihyde and it was so fun!

austin: yeah, fun for you.

vance: i wouldn't mind transferring to octavinelle too, their aesthetic is so cool!

vance: hehe, i wonder how i'd look in their dorm uniform~

vance: wait, wait, you're the one who's supposed to answer the question!

vance: so, what's your answer?

austin: .. i don't know actually.

austin: like, i don't know, i really hate most ignihyde students..

austin: but i can't imagine myself liking other dorms either.

vance: hm.. is it okay if i ask why you feel this way, austin-senpai?

vance: is it because you're an introverted person? or maybe you're just scared that people won't like you?

austin: hey, i can't say that ignihyde students like me that much.

austin: i mean, yeah, i'm sure popular, but it's only because of my talent.

austin: and of course, they should be grateful for being in the same dorm as me!..

austin: .. but i don't think i would be that popular in other dorms.

austin: technology really is my whole thing.

vance: hmm..

vance: ah, i know! austin-senpai, do you have any other interests besides technology?

austin: i do, but.. all of them still sound like something ignihyde students would like.

vance: oh..

vance: then.. what would you want your perfect dorm to be like?

austin: i guess it would be nice to be popular, but also be able to spend some time alone.

austin: i want people to recognize me for my talents and appreciate what i do for them, but also i don't want them to be annoying about it, you know what i mean?

austin: "though i don't really mind that kind of attention sometimes.."

vance: hm.. yeah, i think scarabia would be a bit too overwhelming for you.

vance: i can't imagine you being popular in pomefiore or savanaclaw either..

vance: hey, austin-senpai, what about heartslabyul? would you like to transfer there?

austin: no, thanks. i don't want to memorize all those rules that your dorm leader loves so much.

vance: haha, understandable.

vance: .. for some reason, i feel like diasomnia would be a good dorm for you. you just have that vibe, you know?

austin: !

austin: you mean.. a dorm filled with fae students and powerful magic users?

vance: yeah. sure, you're not a fae, but..

vance: you are very talented, austin-senpai. i'm sure diasomnia students would find you interesting.

vance: i can imagine you getting along with some of them too.

austin: .. you just picked diasomnia because i look intimidating, right?

vance: yes.

austin: .. *laughs*

austin: fine, sure, i'll go with diasomnia. i don't really know what else to say anyway.

vance: yay! oh, by the way, it's time for your "gift of good fortune"!

austin: huh, already?

austin: what kind of interview is this? it had only two questions-

vance: again, austin-senpai, i wasn't the one who came up with all this!

vance: anyway, are you ready?

austin: .. i guess?

austin: just do it already, but don't let anyone else see it.

vance: haha, okay, okay!

vance: happy birthday, austin-senpai!

#austin is a lot more chill in this vignette #though it's also probably bc his presenter is.. much more extraverted than him ffjgjhk #i really like how his bday art looks!!#the lonely mechanic: austin #a gamer skater boy: vance

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