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twstowo · 4 months

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Bro you can't just make a forehead kissing post and NOT do the rest of the characters 😭🙏 /j

No but actually can you do the first years? I like to imagine all this started with a dare from one of them coughcoughACEcough and now Yuu's just going around sniping all their friends' foreheads with their lips

♡︎ You are right anon, I will redeem myself by doing all the characters.

♡︎ Includes: First Years

[Here]☆[Second years]☆[Third Years]☆[One final forehead kiss]☆[Extras]

The quest for giving everyone a forehead kiss began when you stumbled upon Ace, deeply engrossed in his thoughts. His hair danced in the gentle breeze, adding an extra layer of charm to his profile. Unable to resist, you tried to slowly approach him without making any sound, trying your best to catch him by surprise and when you came close enough to him you interrupted his daydreaming with a tender forehead kiss.

"What was that for?" he laughed, his response oozing with self-assurance. And to be fair his smug demeanour grated on your nerves, you just gave him a forehead kiss and he reacted like that? No, way! He needed a reality check!

"If you didn't appreciate it, I'll just find Deuce and shower him with forehead kisses instead!" you told him, enjoying the surprise in Ace's widened eyes. Unwilling to back down, he rolled his eyes and stood up.

"Go ahead! Kiss the entire school's forehead! See if I care." Those words struck a chord, prompting you to turn on your heel and leave him to his own devices. You were going to make him regret saying those words.

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⋆⋅☆Deuce:

As soon as you kiss his forehead, he becomes a mess. He touches the spot you just kissed, trying to form any coherent words. Just show him your forehead and tap it, as if telling him to kiss you back, he turns red but kisses you as quickly as he sees you gesture for him to kiss you, as if he always wanted to do that. His hand cups your face, tenderly caressing your cheeks without even thinking.

He daydreams about these moments for the next few weeks.

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⋆⋅☆Jack:

Feeling extremely embarrassed by the unexpected gesture, he avoids eye contact and looks everywhere but your face. After a while, he musters the courage to thank you, and then you both find yourselves in a silent, awkward moment. If you linger without leaving, he eventually gathers more courage and asks if you'd like a forehead kiss in return. If you agree, he gives you a quick kiss, followed by a gentle pat on the head.

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⋆⋅☆Epel:

Finds himself in an internal struggle, Epel wrestles with various thoughts. Does your gesture mean you see him as cute? Is it an affront to his masculinity? Does he need to step up his game? Swiftly, he decides to take action, pulling you by the waist and delivering a surprisingly passionate kiss. Once he's done, he turns as red as you, contemplating the consequences of his impulsive move.

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⋆⋅☆Ortho:

He is so happy with your forehead kiss that he starts to delve into an explanation of the significance behind various types of kisses. He proceeds to suggest the kinds of kisses you should bestow upon his brother. At this point, he's essentially delivering a lecture on the art of kissing. Idia passes behind the two of you and overhears the conversation, for the next week you can’t find him anywhere, he is way too embarrassed to show up in front of you.

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⋆⋅☆Sebek:

Grateful to the Seven for the unforgettable moment, Sebek cherishes your gesture, vowing to remember it for the rest of his life. Then he proceeds to tell you that your actions are obscene and that you shouldn't just kiss him like that out of nowhere. Throughout the week, he can't shake off the memory, and whenever he encounters you, he blushes, scowls, and quickly turns away, unable to contain his embarrassment.

#twst #disney twst #twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst reader #twst x reader #x reader #ace trappola x reader #deuce spade x reader #jack howl #epel felmier #epel x reader #ortho shroud #twst sebek #sebek x reader #sebek zigvolt

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risuola · 9 months

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FACE MASSAGE — F. READER x SUKUNA RYOMEN ft. Yuji Itadori

You give your boyfriend a nice, relaxing face massage when Sukuna, being bored out of his mind, takes over Yuji’s body.

cw: fluff, Itadori is 18 and is a vessel for Sukuna — 1,3k words

a/n: alrighty, this one I wrote randomly thinking of how the lines actually are quite a good guide for a face massage (also, if you never had face or a scalp massage, you're missing out!). i usually write Sukuna as his separate person, but here he's in a vessel. it's nothing but purely fluffed up piece of late-night babbling, enjoy 🩷

It was already late, the clock showed almost 11pm, but you were not asleep. Yuji had just gotten home, taken a shower, and breathed out loudly, whining to heavens about how he had worked his butt off during the training session with Gojo. Your boyfriend came back all tired, and the hot shower didn't do much to soothe his strained muscles.

"I'm soooo tired," he whined again, and you couldn't help but smile at the adorable pout his lips had formed as he walked into the room you shared with him.

"'My poor thing," you cooed, kissing his forehead as he sat down next to you. "How about I give you a little face massage?"

"Yes, please," Itadori nodded vigorously and you giggled as you instructed him how to position himself and when you had his head comfortably over your lap, you warmed up a nice portion of face cream in your palms.

"Relax for me, baby," you told him, and he closed his eyes the moment your fingers made contact with his skin.

Yuji loved the magic your hands performed upon his aching muscles, and he found head and face massages particularly relaxing, so it wasn't surprising when he began to doze off in a matter of moments. With him half-asleep, you could take your time to admire the boy who had shamelessly stolen your heart with just one of his wide and extremely kind smiles, and as you glided your fingers smoothly across his forehead, down his temples, cheekbones, and jaw, you fell in love all over again. At first you were extremely gentle, stroking along his features, warming the skin as you went, before applying more pressure to the knots under his skin.

You rubbed small circles across his forehead, paying a little more attention to the space between his eyebrows and near his temples before lowering your hands to work the lotion into the large muscles over his cheeks. Using your thumbs, you forced the tension away with enough pressure to make Yuji purr softly. Then something unexpected happened. Black, tattoo-like lines appeared under your fingers and you slowed your movements, startled by the sight.

You knew that there is a curse living rent-free in your boyfriend, and you've seen Sukuna before, but he had never come out like that, for no reason, without a fight, without a single trigger, so you had no idea what to expect.

"Continue," he ordered, and you swallowed, pressing your fingertips back to his cheeks. Ironically, the lines that adorned his face made for a perfect guide for the massage, and you unconsciously followed them.

"Is there a reason for your appearance now?" you asked cautiously, keeping your fingernails away from the extra pair of eyes as you brushed over the bones beneath them.

"Nothing in particular," he replied lightly, looking up at you as his expression turned more serious. "Although I don't like you looking at me from above."

"You're literally on my lap."

"That's why I'll allow it, once. As for why," he relaxed his face again as you slid down his cheeks to work the muscle around his mouth and along his jawline. "Can you imagine how bored I am inside this brat?"

"I'm afraid not."

"You can't, that's right." A sigh left Sukuna's mouth. "What a pity, I'm bored out of my mind."

"I see, but please don't tire Yuji any more, he's already exhausted."

"You should worry about yourself rather than him being tired."

"I probably should, but if you were to decide to kill me now, you wouldn't get to experience the wonders of my scalp massage, so if you're okay with such a loss..."

You were really pushing his buttons here, being way too brave for your own good, but he seemed comfortable with the situation, which gave you hope that you wouldn't be decapitated anytime soon.

"Proceed then, and I'll make my decision afterward."

You finished his facial massage with a few light strokes along his features and wiped your hands with a tissue to remove any excess cream that hadn't absorbed yet, before you sink your hands into his hair. "Could you flip over to your stomach?" Once that was done, and Sukuna turned almost too obediently as you guided his head back to your lap, you used your fingers to brush through his blush-toned hair, pushing it back and purposefully scratching the skin between the strands as you dragged your hands to the nape of his neck. Once again, you used circular motions and quite a bit of pressure to stimulate the circulation and relax the tense muscles. You knew it was pleasurable, you knew how Yuji's body reacted to your touch and the fact that it was the King of Curses at this moment couldn't change that. The only thing different was the silence, which would normally be filled with constant mewling and whimpering from your boyfriend, but you couldn't expect those from Sukuna. Frankly, you'd be startled if he suddenly started purring.

As you worked your magic, the man remained calm, his cheek pressed against your thigh and his arms behind your back and around your legs, and it didn't really bother you too much. His touch was almost non-existent, he just kept his hands there because they had to go somewhere.

"Do you find this acceptable?" you asked quietly, lowering your fingers to graze the back of his neck. Your thumbs slid down the line of muscles that connected them to his shoulders, and he moved his arms down, giving you more access to that area.

"Acceptable is a good term," he muttered, exhaling deeply as you firmly squeezed the shoulder muscles, working out the tight knots there. Normally, this would turn Itadori into a whining mess, needy of affection and ready for endless cuddles, but for Sukuna, you put more effort into what you were doing. It felt strange. Technically, it was still your boyfriend's body that you had touched many times before, but somehow it felt like you were massaging a foreign man. Even though your fingertips knew the dips and curves of his silhouette, your mind found it hard to process.

Lost in thoughts, you let your hands go lower, onto the shoulder blades and near the spine, following the line down, working your palms into his toned back, only snapping back to reality when one of your hands brushed over the stitches. Oh yes, Yuji had injured himself the day before and because of Shoko's absence, he had to have the wound stitched up. He shouldn't be training with that at all, but he's so stubborn...

"Sukuna?", you addressed him quietly, trying to sound as respectful and polite as possible.

"What do you want?" he replied, his voice indifferent, but he knew from your tone that you needed something from him.

"There is a wound on Yuji's back. Could you heal it so that I can massage that area as well?"

“I don’t mind the pain. I don’t feel it,” he informed bluntly.

“But I can’t massage over stitches. I know it’s nothing for you, so pleaseee?”

"You're pushing your luck, you know that, right?" Sukuna laughed. Oh, how sneaky you were, he loved it, and it's only because he really enjoyed the massage that he granted your request. The sewn-up wound healed before your eyes and black stitches fell away. Your whole face lit up as you ran your hand over the spot.

"Thank youu," you smiled, and as if on autopilot, your body bent forward. You planted a soft kiss on the top of his head before you could think twice and only realized what you'd done when it was too late. Oh. "I'm sorry," you muttered quickly.

"You're so fucking clingy," he scoffed. "Humans..."

"Don't be mad, I'm just grateful," you cooed, returning your nails to his scalp to hopefully distract him from wanting to cut you to ribbons, and it seemed to do the trick as he melted over your thigh, relaxing his body once again.

In few minutes the black markings disappeared, your boyfriend was back and you were left confused but relieved.

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jazeswhbhaven · 5 months

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Do you any hc’s oh how the kings(also Lucifer if you can ) like to kiss and maekout with MC ?

Hi hi anon, thank you for waiting <3 Let's see how our bois like smashing face with MC, hm?

Satan: We saw how he kissed MC in chapter 1, how unexpected it was, and sweet but rough and passionate. That was just out of impulse though. How he really makes out with MC when he wants something more intense, is that he'll bite his lips right before...making his bottom lip puffy and swollen. He takes MC by placing his hand on the back of their neck to pull them in, he doesn't close his eyes at first making sure he has their full attention, dominating the kiss by sliding his tongue across theirs slowly. He does eventually close them though, and deepens the kiss, and loves moaning into MCs mouth during. If MC bites his tongue during, even just a nibble, he gets excited and rubs his chest against theirs. He also loves it when they reach up and grasp the base of his horns. Even if it's just once.

Mammon: He does nose and forehead kisses throughout the day, quick and sweet as it's an excuse to pick up MC and hold their butt in his hand for a bit. But he does like makeout sessions, mostly when he's in the middle of something because he'll stop what he's doing and pay attention to MC immediately. This king is not as dominant with his kisses, letting MC take the lead, until they grab his butt (attempt to anyway) or his chest and squeeze, that he moans/grunts loudly and pushes MC against the wall/bed/chair/himself and wants more. More tongue, more lip, more grinding or stimulation. Whatever it is. He craves MC.

Beelzebub: He likes kissing MC on the back of the neck as a sneak attack. Or on the thighs if MC prefers a more in-your-face approach. Make-out sessions are at random, it doesn't matter where or when, even if he's in front of his nobles. Though when he does have an audience it's a quick, with tongues deep kiss for about a few seconds then he'll pull away. But, if he's alone with MC, he starts at the waist and thighs, kissing each exposed part, up their side, biting and groaning along the way as he makes it up to their neck where he stops and sucks and bites there a little. He finally makes his way to their lips and sucks on them before he sticks his tongue as deep as possible into their mouth. It's messy, wet, and he's grinding on them so much it's surprising neither of them have taken clothes off yet.

Leviathan: Leviathan doesn't do small kisses. Maybe if he's feeling like it he'll do quick cheek kisses, but he feels it's not worth his time. But a make-out session with him is rather demanding. He's pulling on MC's clothes to bring them closer, it's almost like he's super needy for their attention as if they'd been ignoring him all day. He moans like crazy and switches from having his tongue deep in their mouth to pulling back to let MC take over. If MC pinches his nipples he grinds against them and puts his hand on the back of their head to keep them in place. There are a lot of tongues involved when making out with Levi, and he wants nothing less or more than that. MC definitely has to make sure they have enough energy because each make-out session is at least 10-15 minutes.

Lucifer: For any small and quick kisses, it's mostly on the hand or on the cheek. He might bite a little if it's on the collarbone or neck, but if he does that...it leads to a very interesting make-out session. He treats MC's neck area like how a vampire would almost, bite, drawing blood. He doesn't get touchy at first, but once his lips meet theirs his hands are roaming. His goal ultimately is to taste those tears of pleasure that weep from MC's face, but he takes his time with it. So any make-out session will easily end up being 30 minutes, and it isn't just straight-up face sucking during this time. He switches up from biting, to body worship, and kissing every single part of MC's body that he can see before he goes back to take over their lips again.

#whb #what in hell is bad #jwhbasks❓#whb beelzebub #whb satan #whb mammon #whb leviathan #whb lucifer #hmmm I wonder who i'd make out with based on this #I think whoever wants to do it in the least amount of time provided #what am I saying i'd make out with all of them

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geekforhorror · 8 months

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dating clay beresford headcanons

warning(s): SMUT (DNI IF YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT!)

a/n: me writing for another character besides ani? i must be crazy.

clay my man <3

you guys first met at one of his business parties (most likely the halloween one)

he saw how breathtaking you looked in your costume and knew he had to talk to you

he was a bit bold with his words which you found extremely attractive

the two of you hit it off right away

before the conversation was over, he asked for your number which u gladly gave him

you guys call after the party and he says he wants to get to know you better so he wants to ask you out on a date

you say yes ofc

he takes you out to the fanciest restaurant

he’s so nervous but it’s cute

when he picks you up, his jaw literally drops from how stunning you are

he definitely opens the door for you like the gentleman he is

we love him for that!!

he might kiss your hand too but who knows

the date goes really well and he wants to go on another one bc he really likes u

as promised, he takes you on a few more dates before making it official

he’s smiling like an idiot when u say yes

eventually the two of you move in together and he falls even more in love with u

he calls you love, doll, angel, and baby

his love language is gift giving theres no denying it

he will buy you the most expensive gifts (dresses, jewelry, shoes)

basically whatever u want

you tell him he doesn’t have to but he insists

“my best girl deserves the best”

after this u kiss him on the lips which makes him blush because it was so unexpected

speaking of kissing!

he loves kissing you on your hands, lips, cheeks, forehead

basically anywhere!!

he loves when u kiss him on the neck and lips the most

he LOVES giving you love bites

if you give him a hickey? he’s instantly hard.

you know what time it is…

TIME FOR NSFW SHIT YAYYYY

he’s a switch bc i said so

when he’s a dom, he’s more of a soft one

and when he’s a sub, he’s more of a rough one

but he would never, EVER degrade you

he just doesn’t have it in his heart bc ur his beautiful girl <3

instead he would praise the shit out of you

“that’s my girl, doing so well for me”

“tits or ass?” he loves every inch of your body.

his favorite position is missionary

he will fondle the shit out of your curves

BASIC BUT WHO CARES?

he’s vanilla when it comes to sex but it’s fine because he’s so sexy!

that means no bdsm or shit like that

he knows you have kinks so he lets you experiment every once in a while (with consent ofc)

HOWEVER.

he HATES quickies

you may be asking yourself why

it’s because he doesn’t have enough time to pleasure you the way he wants to

he just loves taking his time

but after a long day at work, he wouldn’t turn down you cowgirling him

despite it being his reward, he cums before you do

if he’s a sub in that moment, he will still make sure u cum

once you do, he will take you to the bathroom and light some candles while the water is running

this man is so good at aftercare istg

massages your back while you’re laying on top of him

just shit like that

ok i think that’s all i have

#clay beresford #clay beresford smut #hayden christensen #awake 2007 #clay beresford x reader #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker smut #anakin smut #anakin imagine #star wars fandom #star wars fanfiction #star wars fanart #star wars #anakin star wars

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sanjisprincesswifey · 10 months

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miracle ⋆ portgas d. ace x reader

summary: ace gets another chance

♡: non-canonical marineford events. gender-neutral reader. 1,200+ words. sfw content.

your legs shake with each step you take, the thick wood creaking at the contact.

the attempt to alleviate your panicked breathing has long since failed, causing you to seek the only person who could comfort you in a time like this.

you discard the idea of marco scolding you for disturbing ace right now, knowing the desire to see him proved to be too powerful.

you don’t bother knocking on ace’s door, opting to quietly sneak your way in instead.

he doesn’t even move when the light from the hallway fills his room for the five seconds the door was open, but after the battle that had just ensued you were sure he’d be out cold for the next week or so.

making your way over to the bed, you pick up the blanket he had discarded on the floor; a habit he had after particularly tough fights.

the springs of the mattress creak as you dip onto the bed right next to ace, even when he was sleeping, he still produced heat like a sauna. you throw the blanket over the both of you, snuggling up next to him.

thankfully, just being next to him is enough to ease some of the anxiety that coursed through your veins.

you face his bare back, his tattoo barely peeking out from the top of the bandages which were covering almost the entirety of his body.

your fingertips brush ever so slightly against the imprinted skin, his toned muscles gliding beneath your fingers.

with an arm wrapping around his waist, you inch yourself closer to him regaining comfort almost instantly.

as you press your head against him, you could feel his heartbeat through the back of his rib cage, the rhythmic beat sounds so peaceful; so calm. it was as if he had not almost lost his life nearly hours prior.

the intrusive thoughts that fill your brain are dulled out my ace’s heavy snores, but you weren’t exactly complaining about that and opting for the latter.

within the next few minutes, your eyelids grow heavier and heavier, a goal you couldn’t have accomplished without ace by your side.

just as you’re about to drift into a much-needed slumber, ace begins to stir. your immediate reaction is to let go; you weren’t exactly sure how he’d react to an unexpected guest in his bed nor how you’d explain to him why you were there.

as ace flips himself over to face you, his eyes part ever so slightly as you assume he’s trying to make out who the intruder in his bed was.

“y/n?” he mumbles, his voice raspy and low.

your immediate reaction is to panic, but with the procedures marco had performed and the sedatives he had surely used, you assumed ace to be groggy.

“i’m sorry, just go back to sleep,” you assure, smiling as you sit up beside him, pushing some hair back from his face.

ace nods and does as instructed, lying back down and shutting his eyes for a couple seconds. you almost feel like you’re in the clear until ace sits back up, stretching his tired muscles and runs a hand over your cheek. “can’t get rid of me that easily,” he jokes, rubbing his thumb over your skin.

without thinking, you lean into his touch, aching for the feeling of peace you had been seeking out. it was a reaction of pure desperation and though he didn’t say it, he needed it too.

“couldn’t sleep?”

weakly nodding, you do your best to put on a smile for him, but ace sees through your facade.

he doesn’t even bother to ask what’s bothering you, it’s the same thing that was bothering everyone the second you left marineford.

he holds out his arm, motioning for you to come to him. you lean into his chest, his lips finding their way to your forehead as he gently kisses the area. your arms wrapped around his bandaged torso, gripping him with as much force as you could muster.

you can feel his lips curve into a smile against your forehead, “i actually woke up the second you opened the door. i just didn’t say anything hoping it was you.”

“ace…” you cringe, dragging out the syllable of his name. his light chuckle rumbles in his chest as you look up at him in defeat, his tired eyes still so kind as they glance back at you.

“i couldn’t sleep,” you reiterate from earlier, “i, i needed to…i wanted to make sure you were still here.”

you can feel all the emotions from the past twelve hours beginning to bubble up all over again, your voice quivering in response. “i couldn’t lose you, ace. i, i—i need you here…with me,” you admit, holding onto his arm as you break out into a gasping sob.

ace’s hand slip underneath your shirt, bringing you closer to his body as cries of his own fall from

his lips. his other hand runs through your hair, coddling your head to him as he shakily kisses your forehead once again.

both of your bodies shudder against each other as your cries are muffled by the other’s skin. your hands run over every inch of his back both bandaged and bare, still unbelieving that the universe had granted you such a miracle.

“thank you…” he whispers in between choked sobs.

only a stifled giggle falls from your lips as it felt like such an arbitrary thing for him to say right now. “like we wouldn’t come to save you— “

he removes his hand from your hair, now cupping your cheek forcing you to look at him. more of his tears threaten to spill as if his cheeks weren’t already drenched, his bottom lip quivers as he tries his hardest to speak. “no…thank you…for loving me.”

for the first time that night, your heart felt like it was about to beat right out of your chest, but this time it wasn’t from fear.

you glance between his eyes and lips waiting for any sort of explanation, though you knew you didn’t need one. there wasn’t anything you could say in response; you weren’t going to deny it and lie, but you couldn’t muster the courage to tell him the truth either.

“ace, listen…” you try to start, but he stops you before you get the chance.

“y/n, i got a second chance at life today. i’m not afraid anymore; i know that i, i love you…and i know you love me too.” he says it so matter-of-factly, yet so nervously.

you can feel his hand pull you with the slightest of force, you inch closer and closer to him as time moves slower and slower.

“please, say you love me,” he whispers as his lips brush against yours. you can feel the heat emanating from his freckled cheeks as his gaze alone pleads with you to give him the answer, he so desperately desired.

allowing your actions to speak louder than words, you lean in further and connect your lips together.

ace parts your shaking lips with his own, kissing you so delicately, unbelieving that this was reality and not some heavenly dream.

when you finally manage to separate for air, ace rests his head on your shoulder, trembling in your arms.

“i love you too, my angel.”

likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated! (✿◠‿◠)

#portgas d ace #portgas d ace x reader #portgas d. ace imagine #one piece #one piece x reader #one piece imagine

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alexiaputellas-11 · 3 months

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This is my first story, I hope you like it and sorry for any mistakes but English is not my first language.

Alexia putellas x Reader Groaning Awakening

Plot:

Y/n was woken up by very intensiv sounds from Alexia...

Warnings: intensiv smut

Y/n was woken up by very intensiv sounds from Alexia...

I was still deep in my dreams in my bed when I was woken up by unexpected sounds. The more awake I became, the more I noticed the sounds coming from next to me. Whimpering and a lewd wet noise as my eyes open slowly and I’m greeted to the sight of my beloved partner Alexia, head thrown back, eyes screwed shut as her hips roll up to meet the hand between her legs.

“Bon dia” I smirk, scooting closer and nudging her hand out of the way with my own, “Someone’s excited”

“Fuck, Y/N” she moans as I kiss her cheek, realising just how turned on she is “sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up, but when I thought about last night I couldn't help but get aroused”

“I understand” I grin, nuzzling her neck, “want me to finish you off?”

She nods before suddenly changing her mind. “Actually,” she pauses and blushes a sweet pink, “I would like to try using this,” she looks at the double-sided strap-on on our bed, “you know, Cariño.” I nod and my grin widens. "Good for me." I reach for it, but she yanks it up first and inserts the slightly smaller piece into herself, her eyes fell closed and she groaned, my gaze is of her naked body, which I just can't get enough of can. She hovers over me and her hands roll over my toned stomach and I know exactly what she wants. My legs open willingly for her as the toy's other head touches my folds. I moan her name and lift my hips so she can take her and slide into me.

We both moaned from the feeling, her head falling onto my shoulder for a brief moment while my hands pushed down her ass to take the strap-on deep. She kisses me gently before starting to move slowly. The first few thrusts are tender, but I wanted more. I grabbed her hips and began to guide her, faster, harder and deeper as my legs opened wider and wider. "Alexia...Please.." I moaned in her ear. My arms and legs wrap around her body as she takes me, her mouth descending to my throat as she leaves a possessive mark on me. I moan her name again, hands in her hair as I demand another kiss, this time it's rougher and our tongues played with each other.

"Y/N I'm close.." she whimpers and my legs fall away again, her thrusts becoming erratic as she drives into me, chasing her own release. "I.. I'm.. cumming..." she whispers in my ear before leaving another mark on me and slowing her thrusts in my arms to chase her high.

I pull her close and kiss her forehead while she's still buried inside me. I feel her excitement transfer to my leg as I pull her into another kiss. A few moments later she smiles down at me, says nothing and pulls the strap-on out of both of us, making me whine. She kisses her way across my breasts and stomach, making her way between my legs with one teasing kiss after another until I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to where I needed her most

“Fuck,” I swear as her tongue touches my folds, my hips buck and my hands tangle even tighter in her hair. Suddenly and unexpectedly, she plunged two fingers into me and curled inside me as she licked my clit, making me moan, whimper and tremble.

“Right there… Alexia, stay there!” I moan, arching my back and granting her the reward of seeing my body destroyed with pleasure. Her eyes are trained on me as I moan her name once more, groping my own breast, which her free hand quickly shoots to, kneading it and eliciting another moan from my lips as my hands tangle in her soft, silky ones Hair caught.

It doesn't take long before I'm on the edge and with one well practiced move she sends me over my edge with a sharp gasp. My whole body shakes for a glorious moment, before I go limp and my world becomes a blur, I pushed her head away from me in overstimulation "Alexia, I can't take it anymore" she gave one last lick and came up to me, the The taste of myself on her lips made me moan, she moved next to me and pulled me into her chest while I was still trying to control my breathing. “So La Reina you can wake me up more often.

#woso x reader #alexia putellas #woso imagine #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas smut #woso fanfics #woso smut

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dreamescapeswriting · 2 months

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Stray Kids Reaction || Your Have Another Band Tattoo

PAIRING: Skz x GN!Reader

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - March 2024

⤜MASTERLIST

CHAN:

Chan was working on his laptop when you nervously walked into the living room and paced in front of him, pacing so much it was starting to make him a little dizzy from seeing you.

"What's going on? You only pace when there's something wrong?" He chuckled a little, shutting his laptop and putting his work to the side for a bit. You froze in place and stared at him, nervously playing with the sleeves of your shirt as you tried to think of how you were supposed to start this.

"I have something to show you," You swallowed the lump in your throat. You had a tattoo to show him, one that was going to get increasingly harder to hide from him as your relationship progressed.

"So show me," He chuckled a little and you slowly rolled up the sleeve of your hoodie,

"I got this a long time ago," You told him before he watched you closely, revealing the tattoo of a guitar as well as some lyrics to a song he knew was your absolute favourite.

"Whoa! When did you get that?!" He runs his hands over the tattoo, admiring it as a giant smile beamed on his face.

"When I turned old enough for my first tattoo, I just remember really wanting it but I just...I-I didn't want you to see it and think I was hiding it." You admit before Chan chuckles once again.

"It's unexpected but you're so freaking cute," He gushes before kissing your cheek softly.

"You think so?!" You'd been so worried that he would be upset about it you never thought about him actually liking it,

"Yeah! This tattoo is a piece of your musical journey," He smirks, still running his fingers over your tattoo as you begin to tell him the story of when you first got it.

MINHO:

As Minho got ready for dance practice with you he stared at you, watching as you beamed at the guys talking about something you seemed excited about but there was something that Minho could see wasn't right about you. There was a huge plaster on your bicep,

"What happened, baby?" He cooed, walking up to you and rubbing your lower back a little. Instantly he felt the mood shift as you stared at him, your eyes watering a little.

"You have to promise not to freak out." You'd done everything to hide this tattoo ever since you'd gotten together with Minho but as the summer days grew closer it was becoming clearer that you didn't have much of a choice anymore.

"Why would I freak out?" He chuckles nervously until you slowly pull off the plaster, his mouth falling open a little as he sees the logo of another kpop band that wasn't his.

"I-I'm sorry, I got it before we met, they were my favourite band back then." Tears welled up in your eyes and Minho stared at you,

"Why would I freak out?" He chuckled softly, he was hurt, sure but he wasn't going to get upset with you for getting a tattoo of a band you loved.

"I thought you'd be...mad?" He stares at you before kissing your forehead softly,

"I could never be mad at you." He told you with a soft smile, kissing your cheek softly as you felt your body heating up.

"Even if they got a tattoo of my name across their ass?" Felix teased earning a glare from the older member and a giggle from you as you hugged Minho tightly.

CHANGBIN:

Changbin had been nervous ever since he'd seen you in the shower that morning, it had been an accident when he walked in on you but now he was more worried about the tattoo he'd spotted.

"Hey, what's going on in that pretty head?" You giggled walking over to Changbin and gently touching his arm. Changbin hesitated, nervously biting his bottom lip as he stared at you.

"I saw your tattoo," He admits. He remembered the small logo that was on your collarbone, your heart dropped a little. You'd been covering it up with a heavy foundation whenever you were intimate with Changbin and you completely forgot about it in the shower.

"I got it a while ago before we were together..." You admit to him, staring at him as you tried to read him for any signs that he was pissed off at you or not.

"They were my favourite band, I loved their music and it really spoke to me." You whispered as you stared at him. Changbin was a mess of emotions, he was jealous more than anything that someone else was on your body other than him.

"It's cute," He whispered, smiling at you as you felt a weight lift off your shoulders.

"You're not mad?"

"At you? Never...But are you planning on getting more?" He arched a brow at you making you laugh a little and kiss his cheek softly.

"Maybe, you wanna draw one for me?"You teased, kissing him softly as he pulled you close to him.

HYUNJIN:

It had been an accident when Hyunjin saw it, he hadn't even meant to see you today but he'd walked into a shop you just happened to be inside of.

"Are you sure you don't want to get it covered? I mean, you could replace the tattoo with something for his band," Your best friend said as you stared down at your hands, you'd confided in her about the tattoo you had on your thigh from another band.

"I don't want to, their music is a part of me but I don't want Hyunjin to hate me for it." He stilled as he stared at the back of your head, your friend freezing as she saw him standing there.

"I could never hate you," Hyunjin whispered as he sat down beside you, your friend quickly went into the changing rooms and gave you both some time alone.

"I'm upset that you felt that you had to hide something from me but I'd never hate you for getting a tattoo of something you like." He reassured you, rubbing your back softly as you sniffled a little, turning and hiding your head in his neck.

"I love you, okay? A tattoo of some other band is never going to change that," He promised before kissing the top of your head softly.

JISUNG:

Trying on outfits for your friend's upcoming wedding was supposed to be fun but Jisung had ended up walking away from you when you'd shown him the last outfit so you'd quickly rushed to get dressed and chased after him.

"What's going on?" You panted when you finally caught up to him,

"I saw it,"

"It?" You frowned, your heart racing from the running you had just been doing but Jisung sighed at you, shaking his head.

"Your tattoo," As soon as he said it your heart raced for a different reason and you felt your mouth run dry.

"I-"

"When did you get it?" He was hurt and with good reason, it wasn't easy when he found out his partner had another man tattooed on their body and he was starting to overthink it.

"A few years ago, before we got together. He was my bias and I just- I was drunk and decided I needed him on my body," You were anxious about the tattoo, it was always something you'd regretted.

"Oh...S-So it's not recent?" He looked at you, the shine gone from his eyes was enough to make your heart sink as you stared at him and whimpered.

"No, baby, no it was from years ago..."You reached out to touch his hand and he sighed a little.

"I'm sorry I freaked out," He mumbled before you bought him into a tight hug,

"Don't worry about it." You whispered, pulling him toward the food court so you could grab something to eat before you continued shopping.

FELIX:

When Felix had spotted your tattoo over a week ago he instantly began to overthink it all, he didn't want to but the idea of you having someone else's lyrics on your body hurt more than he thought it was going to.

"Have you talked to them about it? Maybe it was a mistake?" Jisung offered some advice but Felix shook his head, his head in his hands as he groaned a little.

"Why didn't they just tell me about it? What if it's because they really like the singer?"

"Lix-" Jisung tried to warn him that you were in the room but Felix shook his head, continuing to list off all the things he'd been overthinking for the last week.

"Is that why you've been avoiding me?" You breathed out, dropping down onto the sofa and rubbing his back softly. You'd been trying to get him to talk to you for days but he'd been skillfully avoiding you until tonight.

"A-Avoiding? No." He stutters a little before you kiss his cheek softly.

"The tattoo is from years ago, it was my first ever tattoo," You explained before kissing his cheek softly yet again and earning a blush from him.

"I shouldn't have been freaked out but-"

"I get it, I'd freak out a little too," You reassured him, kissing him softly as he relaxed a little.

SEUNGMIN:

"Hey, I have something to show you," You told Seungmin as you walked into his place, your smile unable to contain as you practically jumped up and down on the spot.

"Okay...." He chuckled watching you closely, you relaxed a little and slowly rolled the leg of your pants up to reveal your thigh.

"Whoa!" His jaw dropped as he saw his Skzoo tattooed on your leg, he gently ran his fingers over the tattoo and you smirked at him.

"It's fresh! You like it?" You wiggled your brows at him and he nodded at you, before looking at another tattoo on your thigh.

"Is that one from your favourite band?" You looked at where his eyes were going and giggled, nodding your head at him.

"When did you get that? I've never seen it!" He chuckled, completely surprised but amazed by you.

"A few years ago, you like that one?" You smile, sitting beside him as he nods, asking you if you have anymore he didn't know about.

JEONGIN:

You'd fallen asleep on the sofa while you and Jeongin were watching a film and he'd seen the tattoo by accident, his eyes staring down at the logo in amazement. It was etched upon your skin and it looked pretty.

"Is the movie over?" You groaned, rolling toward Jeongin who hummed softly.

"Is that a tattoo of your old favourite band?" He arched a brow and you smirked at him.

"Old favourite?"

"Well obviously we're your favourite now," He smirked at you before you smirked, kissing him softly and nodding.

"It might seem strange, but back then...that band really spoke to me, they were so different from anything else...I just-"

"Baby, you don't have to explain yourself to me. Your love for them is yours and I just love seeing your tattoo," He chuckled holding you tightly in his arms.

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cellophaine · 1 year

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Idk if I’m Doing this right lol. Anyways I wanted to request a Matt Murdock x Sleeping!reader something based on the reader that kicks hits and moves around a lot while being in deep sleep cus I know I do like really bad, one time I like hit my sister right in the nose when I was young lol anyways it would be funny to see like a Matt’s perspective on that and his reaction and maybe the reader denies it when she wakes up and they laugh about it

Unexpected

Pairing: Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Warnings: Fluff. Ngl the dialogues are a little rough in this one.

Author's Note: I hope I did your request justice!

Share and feedback are welcomed!

GIF Credit: @cinnamurdock-blog

Matt's night was going great. Hell's Kitchen was unusually quiet and relatively peaceful, which made him suspicious of what might go on underneath the false pretense. But it seemed like his neighbourhood was on its best behaviour tonight. Matt wasn't going to complain. He was grateful for it, as his mind kept circling back to his apartment, where you were. You finally felt comfortable enough to agree to stay the night at his place, and nothing could make him happier.

After a quick round in the more troubled area, Matt decided to cut his patrol short.

A course of excitement thrummed in his veins as Matt laid gentle steps on the creaky staircase. He listened to the steady heartbeat in his bedroom, waiting for his return. The silence accentuated your heavy breathing. He gently slid the door to his bedroom open not to wake you and made his way over. He felt around for your position and found you lying face down on the pillow, the blanket wrapped around your limbs in a way that couldn't be comfortable for you. With gentle hands, Matt turned you onto your back, straightened your limbs, and placed the blanket on you in a way that wouldn't suffocate you. He smoothed the hair on your forehead away before pressing a tender kiss on you. His lips curved into a soft smile at the smell of his shampoo on your soft strands.

After a quick rinse, Matt hurried back to the bedroom to find you in the same position he left you in. He carefully slipped underneath the blanket and shifted until he could comfortably wrap an arm around your torso. After a still moment of more contemplating, he pulled himself even closer into your welcoming warmth, and his heart swelled as the ache in his chest finally eased at the proximity between the two of you. Matt burrowed his face into the nape of your neck and took a deep breath, allowing your scent to envelop his sense. Sleep came to him easily, settling over his heavy eyelids.

Matt woke from the deep slumber to the feeling of you slipping out of his hold. He was startled wide awake when that was followed up with a dull hit of your elbow on his cheek, just a touch below his eyes. Bracing himself up on one elbow, Matt listened to the deep and steady draws of your breaths, a clear indication of your unconscious state.

Matt shifted back, allowing more space between you so you could freely move in your sleep. Still, he wanted to hold you in whatever capacity was available, so he put his hand on the crook of your elbow; his rough palm met your soft skin. He let the steady rhythm of your breathing lull him to sleep again.

That didn't last long as your hand met his face in a sharp smack just a few moments later. It hurt a little this time, but the sting only made Matt chuckle to himself at the irony. In your oblivious state, you managed to get some good hits on him than most people who tried much harder with much more malice. Besides him, you slowly returned to the position he found you in when he first got back. He turned your face sideways so you would be comfortable without blocking your nose. Matt lowered his head to place a kiss on your temple and flinched slightly as you twitched again underneath him. He resigned to the other side of the bed, woefully a little further away from you. He faded in and out of sleep at your spontaneous kicks, hits and moves throughout the night, crushing his hope of cuddling you.

The enticing scent of coffee teased his acute sense of smell, prying his tired eyelids open. Matt was greeted by your cheery mood once he made it out of the bedroom.

"Look who's finally up."

There was a teasing smile in your tone; he could hear it so clearly.

"What time is it?"

His words were muffled with a yawn.

"12:11."

You stood up from the couch and walked toward him; your soft steps on his floor felt feather-light. The rich aroma of roasted bean wafted to him as you got close, and he swiftly swiped the mug from you, taking a sip despite your playful protest. The taste was sweet, even though Matt knew you shared a similar taste in coffee. Slightly bitter with a touch of creaminess.

Maybe the sweetness came from you.

"Hey! Get your own coffee."

He chuckled, which turned into another yawn.

"You have no right to complain, sweetheart. Especially when you're the reason I couldn't sleep well last night."

Matt took another sip.

"What do you mean?"

"You moved … quite a bit in your sleep."

He pointed to the cheek you hit, prodding the prickled skin.

"I came home last night with no scratch, and I woke up with a bruise."

He tsked as you stood on your tiptoe to take a closer look at the pink patch on his face.

"Who knew I didn't need to go out to get beaten up?"

He said it with a cheeky smile. You huffed, putting your arms around your chest.

"Uhm, objection. I didn't do that. My sister could attest to it. We shared the same tent during our camping trip just a few weeks ago, and she said I stayed put the whole night."

Matt pursed his lips, pretending to mull over your claim.

"And guest what?"

His brows rose, beckoning you to continue.

"She's a light sleeper."

You playfully pushed on his shoulder.

"So it can't be me, Murdock. Your speculation has been disproven."

He chuckled, shaking his head.

"Objection. That's hearsay. The evidence is clear on my face where you assaulted me. Your sister has no credit on this case."

You gasped, placing a hand on your chest in a pretense of shock.

"How dare you use your big lawyer words against me?"

"How dare you?"

He retorted. You held it for a moment before bursting into laughter, feeling the air lighten at your repartee. Once you had settled down, you touched his cheek, the pad of your thumb smoothed over the bruised skin.

"I'm sorry. It seems like I'm still a little bit of a kicker."

Matt leaned into your hand, his eyes closed at your gentle caresses.

"It's okay. You're a cute kicker. I forgive you."

Matt leaned forward to peck your lips, and you sighed happily once he pulled away. You pondered.

"Maybe next time I can roll myself up in a … blanket burrito so I won't hit you?"

At your suggestion, Matt only smirked, and you knew almost immediately where his mind had gone to.

"If you want to me to tie you up, just say so."

You blushed at his suggestive tone, your hands wrapped around his neck as his arms wrapped around your torso, pulling you flush against him.

"Do you have time for a little … demonstration?"

You bit at the inside of your cheek, feeling his hands lowered to your barely covered bottom.

"For you? I always have time."

Matt picked you up and brought you back to his bedroom, the plans for your day temporarily forgotten.

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leviscolwill · 5 months

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plastic off the sofa

pairing: gavi x reader

summary: moving with your boyfriend ignites an unexpected heart to heart discussion (wc: 0,6k)

contents: angst but make it fluffy, good ending, injured gavi

note: disscussing gavi with @zowanew is never a good idea bc look what she's done guys 😞

now playing: plastic off the sofa by beyonce...

heavy cardboard boxes overflown with books and stationery were all over the floor, making the brand new house look like the louvre from its sleek white interior.

the emptiness of the living room would almost be unsettling, if it wasn't for pablo slumped on the only furniture of the room, his crutches were thrown far away from him, as if he tried to forget about their whole existence. the brand new couch was still enveloped in plastic wraps, you sat next to him, careful not to hurt him in any way after his surgery.

the move was long planned, and you knew your boyfriend felt awful about his lack of help. as much as he pleaded to help you with at least one light box, you categorically denied him, not wanting him to make any big effort post-surgery.

your hand instinctively found its home to the back of his neck, tracing little patterns and stroking his newly short hair. pablo was torn between the undying feeling of uselessness, both on and off the pitch, and the overwhelming urge to shower his girl with all the love he could give you.

he chose the most comfortable option, constisting in hiding his face in the crook of your neck, the warmth of your fingers still burning on his skin. pablo took the opportunity to kiss the warm and inviting skin of your neck.

“i’m so lucky to share a house with you, i love you”, his mumbles would be absolute gibberish to anyone, but you weren't anyone.

despite understanding every word, you decided to make the most out of your boyfriend sudden need to voice his appreciation towards you, “what was that baby?”

you felt his lips turned into a smile against your neck, “you know what i said, don’t make me say it again.”

barcelona’s sun was setting down on the city when he lifted his face away from the comfort of your neck. pablo’s fingers, calloused from the cold winter, traced your jaw.

“i’m sorry, i really wish i helped today you know.” your eyes rolled against your will at his nonsense, you feared pablo’s constant abnegation would ruin him at some point.

“i don't need you to help pablo, i need you to get better, feel better, and you can’t do that with all this pressure you’re putting on yourself amor.” the serious look on your face only made him feel more sorry for you. it was never in your plan to deal with an injured and stubborn boyfriend, and on top of that, a move to a new house, when he was the one insisting you should get one together. he would give so much for you to live a peaceful life instead of all the things you did for him right now.

pablo could feel tears gathering in this eyes and looked at the floor in hopes of hiding it from you, “yeah, sorry.” he didn't know where they were coming from, anger? sadness? frustration? probably a mix of all these emotions.

his voice, however, was a dead giveaway. after all these years you knew him all too well. the thought of you being the reason behind his tears was enough for your eyes to water as well.

“no... don’t say sorry. you don't have to be sorry about anything”, you tilted your boyfriend’s face up so his eyes could meet yours, your hands wiped away a couple stray tears. “it’s a tough phase right now, but you’ll make it, i know you will… alright?”

he connected his lips to yours in a kiss that wordlessly gave you every answer you needed, his thumb stroked your wet cheek, in hopes to erase every remnant trace of sadness off you. when you parted away to catch your breath, you leaned your forehead against his, lost in his brown eyes that were ready to follow you anywhere you wanted.

“we’ll do it together cariño”

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anantaru · 2 years

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𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟖 — 𝐃𝐑𝐘 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆

✦ kinktober day 28 — dry humping feat. itto : cyno : childe : kaveh x fem! reader | kinktober masterlist.

✦ warnings: nsfw

✦ 𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎

the way you writhed and whined on itto's broad thigh as you grinded yourself on it, sent an unexpected jolt of heat straight south to his groin, his breath hitching. You circled your hips deliciously, rubbing your clothed pussy on his leg without forgetting to apply more pressure. Itto's throat felt dry, he slightly tipped his head back to watch you move your body on him, it was as if you used some sort of spell on his mind, by the way he was completely taken in by you and your beauty.

his cheeks became flushed with a red'ish color, body tingling with passion as he rested his sweat covered forehead on yours. "this feels good." he admitted, a smile becoming visible on his lips, his arms tightening on your waist, trapping you against his body. "what about now?" your voice was seductive, your eyes wandering down to see how hard itto had gotten. His painful erection was aching, wanting to be freed from its confinements as you cupped it with your warm hand, massaging it carefully.

"fuck." the curse came out through gitted teeth, his jaw tightening, itto's unruly hair hid his face when you pushed it aside to have a view on his wonderful expression, leaving a playful peck on his nose before kissing his lips. You couldn't remember the last time itto was this riled up, his hands shaking, eyes half closed with his lips slightly carved into an involuntarily pout, not to mention, so close to his sweet release as he practically tasted it on his tongue.

✦ 𝐂𝐘𝐍𝐎

cyno‘s day would always end up in the same scenario, beginning after finally coming home, followed by seeing you wait patiently for him as you took him by surprise with a tight hug. It was truly the best, he could be annoyed as hell from work, not to mention tired but when you finally greeted him with your presence he couldn‘t help himself but cuddle you for a while.

yet what would always start as an innocent little cuddling session— with a few sweet pecks here and there, would sooner or later turn to something more. The way you‘d purposely rub your plush behind on his semi erected cock, eliciting an unexpected hiss from him, not to mention how you‘d turn around all innocently, batting your eyelashes and assuring him that you didn‘t mean to, there just wasn‘t enough space on the bed.

cyno will begin to play your game, yet he‘d always manage to somehow play it better, his hips would gently thrust back and forth into the plush of your ass while his fingers dug into your skin. He‘s resting his head on your shoulder, your soothing voice calming him down as his warm breathing coated your neck, shivers running down your spine. His cock was fully erect now, waiting to be buried in you, painfully so, retracting his hips just a bit so his tip would brush over your clothed cunt, already teasing you for what‘s about to come next.

✦ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄

childe‘s strong arms tugged you closer against his chest, his signature scent filling your nostrils as you closed your eyes, your cunt— that was still hidden by your damp panties, hovering over his aching groin. The warmth in between his legs tingled, his half lidded eyes glancing towards you to take in your sinful expression. Ajax was tired from work, yet somehow he was even hornier to begin with, grinding his cock slow and easy.

he absolutely despised annoying you with those needs at night, yet childe knew his hand wouldn't do it for him today. You kissed along his neck, finding one of those spots that always had him become a whiny mess as you bit down on the sensitive flesh, a deep groan coming from his strong chest. You trembled in between his arms as he picked up on speed, thrusting upwards to meet your pace halfway. The stickiness on your panties was almost uncomfortable, how dearly you wanted to just get rid of them and let yourself get fucked right here and there.

you clinged onto his neck as your orgasm suddenly came rushing towards you, rippling through your body with shockwaves greeting you. You arched your spine into him, tossing your head back as your muscles became tense, relaxing them right after climaxing. Your breathing was coming out in thick spurts and so was childe‘s, the room was becoming hot with the air being heavy around you. He hugged you close to him as your body practically felt numb, the both of you relishing in each others company for a while.

✦ 𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇

you couldn‘t stop shaking from the pleasure you experienced as kaveh carefully soothed small circles on your body to calm you down, a tiny grin unable to be kept hidden from you. He hovered over you, fully bare, as he teasingly rubbed his cock over your clothed cunt. Each and every thrust from him had sensual pulses ripple through your body, your legs beginning to strain.

kaveh has been doing this for hours on end now, yet he wouldn‘t fuck you properly, just how you wanted him to. In his eyes, your climax would hit you much harder, your panties soaking wet as he continued to rut himself into you. He couldn‘t stop himself from glancing down every once in a while, your folds slightly spilling out of the tiny fabric that was sticking on them. Kaveh licked his lips, chasing the sensation as he pushed his hips forward.

the way his twitching cock was rubbing over the wet fabric was almost painful after a while, "fuck." he gritted out, grinding into your wet core further to chase the burn inside his gut, he would always finish what he had begun. You placed your hands on his cheeks, pulling him closer to kiss him strivingly. Kaveh was full with emotions right now, every touch sent a shockwave through his veins, latching and sucking on your lower lip with sinful moans accompanying the both of you.

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neptune-writez · 1 year

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kisses w/ the south park boys!

notes 🌷 gn!reader, this is js pure hcs! characters all aged up to 16+! no cartman

STAN M.

his kisses are fast, mostly pecks.

he prefers to kiss your cheek more than on your lips, he thinks it's much more easier ( in truth he's just flustered. )

he also likes to caress your cheek, or trace shapes on it, then surprise you with a small smooch

absolutely melts when you kiss him back, he breaks into a giddy smile. and sometimes one kiss leads to another, leading to tons of kisses on his face, accompanied with stan's dark red face.

he doesn't get a lot of kisses in public, since there's always a chance that he might puke all over you without warning.

it has happened over three times.

You don't really mind it, but Stan's reactions & apologies are the cutest.

KENNY M.

his kisses depends on his mood.

sometimes it's short but lingering kisses, to long and passionate kisses, always becoming make-out sessions.

he just can't have enough of you!

every time he kisses you, he leaves a strong scent of weed on you.

he thinks it's cool. it takes you all your might to tell him very politely that it stinks.

when he kisses you on the lips, you can clearly feel his chapped lips against yours. the texture is dry but feels heavenly in ways you can't explain.

he often swings his arms around your waist and pulls you closer to his body.

claims it's a habit of his.

he isn't afraid to kiss you on the lips in front of his friends, especially cartman.

no bcs why should he not?

KYLE B.

his kisses are full of comfort and assurance.

very awkward at kissing, even after a long time.

his face goes a shade of pink when you kiss him back. he never succeeds at playing it cool. ( he tries to! )

but his kisses are top tier. they feel like heaven above.

he likes to kiss your forehead.

even if you have bangs, he pushes them up just to kiss you, much to your protest.

won't admit it but he loves kissing you. wants to let you know that he loves you 24/7

is a bit embarrassed about kissing you in public.

his hair sometimes gets in the way of kissing you.

it's hilarious.

TWEEK T.

his kisses are electrifying and always unexpected.

when I say he doesn't know how to kiss, I mean REALLY.

he shoves his whole face forcefully into yours when you both kiss.

sometimes he just does it out of nowhere, and it doesn't give you any time to prepare for it.

he pushes you down when he leans in, and he falls right on top of you, squishing you in the process.

he says its accidental but at some point you've gotten suspicious that he's been doing this out of fun.

another way is that he clasps your face with both his hands on either sides to keep you in place when you both kiss.

it's cute and much more safe!

there's always a 'mwah!' sound when you both part lips.

there's always a scent of coffee lingering in his mouth too.

his favorite place to kiss you are your lips, obviously.

you prefer to do the kissing.

CRAIG T.

his kisses are short but meaningful.

a hugs >> kisses kind of person.

he completely has a blank expression when he kisses you. but you can see some blush on his cheeks if you squint closely enough.

giggles like a schoolgirl when you kiss him back.

doesn't do it in front of you but waits when you leave then he starts giggling hysterically.

his lips are quite smooth.

you can feel his braces through his kisses.

he likes waiting for you at your locker and kissing you as a greeting.

it's sweet, actually.

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planetxiao · 1 year

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sleepover with the bllk boys!! bonus points for my baby raichi <3 xoxo also don’t worry about being rusty with non-hcs, it happens to the best of us baby ❤️‍🩹

# STAY THE NIGHT

𖤐 bachira meguru ; raichi jingo ; itoshi rin x reader

⟢ fluff, headcanons // what a sleepover with the blue lock boys is like <3

𖤐 BACHIRA MEGURU

Bachira is ecstatic when you agree to stay the night! He loves spending time with you, especially being able to cuddle you through the long hours of the night. So, Bachira is pretty much down to do anything as long as it means doing it with you.

You have the great idea of doing face masks together, to which Bachira eagerly obliges and waits for you to pull out the face masks from your bag. You tie his bangs back, kissing his forehead, before applying the pineapple scented face mask. He insists on doing yours in return, and you let him, giggling at his enthusiasm. He smeared the cool mask across your face, a content smile playing on his lips. You can’t help the adoration that seeps into your gaze as he continues. When he finishes, he gives a quick peck to your lips and hums, “All done.”

After the masks had dried and you both had taken them off, you could feel exhaustion start to spread through your body. Bachira ushers you into bed with him, quick to situate you both comfortably; by that, i mean he drapes most of his body over you, with his head resting on your chest and arms wrapped around your waist. Together, you just aimlessly scroll through your for you page on Tik Tok, laughing quietly and yearning for the delicious food that comes across your screen. Soon enough, Bachira’s chuckles are replaced with small snores, and you take a second to admire how peaceful he looks as he sleeps. You leave a small kiss on the crown of his head, finding yourself also drifting off within the comforting warmth of his hold.

𖤐 RAICHI JINGO

Sleepovers with Raichi either go exactly how you’d expect them to or the exact opposite of what you’re prepared for. Your boyfriend is quite the character, so it’s best to expect the unexpected. That being said, his nighttime routine is actually completely tame (the unexpected). Your night starts with cooking dinner together, which ends up being Raichi doing most of the work because he’s a picky eater, but also a really good cook.

After you both finish your meals, you follow Raichi into the bathroom where you do your skincare routines. Raichi even has the headband with the cat ears on top, and he hands you a matching one (that he will never admit he bought for you specifically). He glances at you in the mirror as you both clean your faces, these small gazes not going unnoticed by you. While you rub the cleanser into your cheeks, he gives a little huff, “You’re not doing it right.” He gently moves your face to look at him with a finger hooked under your chin and begins ‘fixing’ what you were doing. His ministrations are soft compared to his grumbles, and with him this close, you find it hard not to stare at his cute focused expression. After some seconds of this, Raichi pulls his hands away. “There,” he mumbles. You can feel your cheeks burning a bit while you wash the suds away and dry your face. As you finish up, Raichi ruffles your hair and leaves the bathroom, hiding the scarlet that tints his skin.

Raichi makes a lot of room for you on the bed while waiting for you to settle in, though you still choose to cuddle into his chest. You watch as he sifts through different movies on the TV, putting on one that you know he doesn’t care for but you love. The way your lips tug upwards is instant as warmth spreads in your chest. You glance up at him with an amorous glint in your irises, just admiring how sweet your boyfriend was underneath his gruff exterior. He catches your stare and meets it with one of his own, eyebrows furrowing as he asks, “What?” You plant a kiss on his lips before commenting, “You’re just a big softie, huh, Raichi Jingo?” He turns his head away from you, though you still manage to catch his reddening cheeks as he mutters, “Shut up.”

𖤐 ITOSHI RIN

Rin is so nonchalant about you staying over. He offers it up as if it’s obvious that you’d be staying the night, which you find rather amusing. You also find it kind of cute that sometimes he just assumes that you’re staying rather than asking (it’s because he wants to spend more time with you but he won’t actually say that out loud). So, these nights tend to be more spur of the moment things.

Rin offers to put on a movie, which you agree to and promptly forget the main genre of movie he consumes: horror. He is a rather big horror movie connoisseur, you noticed, as evident in the myriad titles of DVDs written in bloody font that sit on his shelf. He picks one out before turning to you and holding it up, a silent way of asking ‘this one okay?’ You nod, not knowing you’d live to regret that decision later. It’s as if the movie had taken every horror aspect and packed it into two hours. Two dreadful hours of watching between the slits of your fingers and hiding your face in Rin’s shoulder. Rin was unaffected throughout the entire film, but that was to be expected, you suppose.

Unsurprisingly, you find it quite hard to fall asleep. Rin had already fallen asleep facing away from you, leaving you to think about the scenes alone. You’re able to find some form of solace by scooting closer to him and resting your head against his back, just being close to him bringing you comfort. However, your movements happen to stir Rin from his sleep, and he turns his head a bit to groggily ask what you’re doing. You tense up, knowing you’ve been caught, but take it as an opportunity to ask him for something. “I can’t sleep because of the movie, could you… hold me until I fall asleep?” He rasps out a comment about you being a big baby before rolling onto his back for you. You don’t waste time resting your head on his chest while his arms hesitantly wrap around you. Being in his arms immediately takes a great weight off of your chest, enough to make your eyelids heavy and drowsiness spread throughout your body. As you finally drift off, Rin’s hold on you tightens ever so slightly. He’s relieved you’re able to fall asleep; now, you can’t see how flushed he is.

note: raichi’s part might be ooc but that’s okay ++ these turned out longer than i had anticipated but i hope you enjoy them nana!! <3 i’m so sorry these took so long to get out! and thank you for the kind words 💗

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #bachira x reader #bachira meguru x reader #raichi x reader #raichi jingo x reader #rin x reader #itoshi rin x reader

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angelicvity · 7 months

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super shy, tsundere chou tzuyu x fem reader

genre : fluff

a/n : part 1 is here

tzuyu, the feisty and tsundere girlfriend, had always prided herself on being independent and strong-willed. but when a sudden bout of sickness struck her, she found herself in a vulnerable position. however, her pride prevented her from reaching out to y/n, her loving girlfriend, for help.

as her symptoms worsened, tzuyu couldn't deny the fact that she needed assistance. she lay in bed, feeling weak and miserable, but stubbornly refused to admit it. deep down, she knew y/n would gladly take care of her, but her embarrassment held her back.

y/n, perceptive as ever, noticed tzuyu's unusual behavior and sensed that something was amiss. with concern in her eyes, she approached tzuyu, gently placing a hand on her forehead. "tzuyu, you seem really sick. are you okay?"

tzuyu tried to brush it off, her cheeks flushing slightly. "i'm fine. it's just a small cold. i don't need your help."

y/n's brows furrowed with worry, but she respected tzuyu's stubbornness. "alright, if you say so. but remember, i'm here for you whenever you need me."

days passed, and tzuyu's condition continued to deteriorate. she struggled to get out of bed, feeling weak and lightheaded. the mounting frustration and discomfort finally overwhelmed her pride, and she couldn't bear it any longer.

with a sigh of defeat, tzuyu finally admitted to herself that she needed y/n's help. summoning all her courage, she sent a text message to y/n, albeit with a hint of tsundere tone.

tzuyu: "hey, you. don't think i'm asking for your help or anything, but i'm feeling really sick. maybe... if you're not busy, you could bring over some soup or something."

y/n's heart skipped a beat as she read tzuyu's message. she immediately set aside everything and rushed to the kitchen to prepare a nourishing bowl of soup for her sick girlfriend. with a smile on her face, she texted back.

y/n: "of course, i'm only doing it because i want to. i'll bring the soup over right away. just sit tight."

minutes later, y/n arrived at tzuyu's doorstep, carrying a steaming bowl of homemade soup. she walked into the room, her eyes softening with concern as she saw tzuyu curled up in bed, looking uncharacteristically small and vulnerable.

tzuyu averted her gaze, her cheeks turning a faint shade of pink. "i told you i don't need your help. but... thanks for coming anyway."

y/n chuckled softly, placing the bowl of soup on the bedside table. she sat down beside tzuyu and gently brushed a strand of hair away from her forehead. "you may not want to admit it, but i know you need me right now. and i'm more than happy to take care of you, tzuyu."

tzuyu's eyes softened, and a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "you're annoyingly persistent, you know that?"

y/n grinned. "i'll take that as a compliment. now, enough talking. eat your soup and get some rest. i'll be here by your side, taking care of you until you're back to your usual feisty self."

as tzuyu took a spoonful of soup, her heart warmed at y/n's unwavering support and love. in that moment, she realized that vulnerability and asking for help didn't make her weak; it only strengthened their connection as a couple.

days turned into nights, and y/n stayed faithfully by tzuyu's side, tending to her needs and offering comfort. they shared moments of laughter and deep conversations, strengthening the bond between them.

one evening, as the soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the room, tzuyu's fever finally broke. she lay on her back, staring up at the ceiling, feeling a renewed sense of strength and gratitude.

y/n, sitting beside her, noticed the change in tzuyu's demeanor. with a tender smile, she leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on tzuyu's forehead.

tzuyu's eyes shot open, caught off guard by the unexpected gesture. her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, and her breath hitched in her throat. she blinked at y/n, momentarily lost for words.

y/n, noticing tzuyu's flustered reaction, couldn't help but smile. "you're so adorable when you're flustered."

tzuyu's blush deepened, and she averted her gaze, suddenly finding immenseinterest in the soup bowl. "i-i'm not... it's just... you caught me off guard, that's all."

y/n chuckled softly, her hand reaching out to gently tilt tzuyu's chin upward, making her meet their gaze. "you don't have to be embarrassed, jagi. i couldn't help myself. i just wanted to show you how much i care."

tzuyu's eyes softened, and she mustered a shy smile. "i know you care. and... i appreciate it. more than i can express."

y/n's smile grew wider, their thumb brushing lightly against tzuyu's cheek. "good. because I'll always be here for you, taking care of you, even if you try to push me away."

tzuyu's stubborn façade began to crumble, revealing the vulnerability underneath. she leaned into y/n's touch, her voice barely above a whisper. "thank you, love. for everything."

y/n leaned in closer, her lips hovering just inches away from tzuyu's ear. "you're welcome, jagi. and just so you know, i'm always going to be here, kissing away your worries and making you feel loved."

tzuyu's blush intensified, her heartbeat quickening at Y/N's words. she couldn't deny the warmth that spread through her chest, melting away her tough exterior. with a mix of shyness and newfound courage, she whispered back, "i wouldn't mind more of those kisses."

y/n's eyes sparkled with delight, and with a mischievous grin, she placed a tender kiss on tzuyu's cheek. "consider it done, my adorable tsundere."

in that moment, tzuyu realized that vulnerability and allowing herself to be cared for didn't diminish her strength or independence. jnstead, it deepened the bond she shared with y/n, bringing them closer together in a love that was tender, passionate, and filled with moments of sweet fluster and affectionate kisses.

and so, as the days turned into weeks, their love story continued to unfold, with tzuuyu and y/n navigating life's challenges hand in hand, supporting and caring for each other every step of the way.

#gg imagines #gxg #gxg imagine #chou tzuyu #tzuyu x reader #tzuyu twice #twice tzuyu #tzuyu #chou tzuyu x reader #chou tzuyu x fem reader #twice #twice x reader #twice x y/n #twice x you #wlw imagine

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koushuwu · 1 year

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SANDCASTLES AND FIRST KISSES

Tsukishima Kei x Reader | 1,190 words | sometimes a first kiss happens between little kids where it’s as innocent as can be. and sometimes, many years later, second first kisses lead to beautiful things. literally just a first kiss story from my selfship with the lanky bitch boy tsukki.

Little kid Tsukishima Kei and you had been playing in the sandbox like the good kids that you were. you’d built a castle and as you recalled it, it was the prettiest sandcastle in existence. It had little windows and all. And by windows, you meant little indents in the facade, dug out with your tiny kids’ hands. It was quite the sight, honestly.

“Let’s build a real castle to live in one day,” you said to him, clapping your little hands. You were excited, and even when he shook his head with a little smile, the excitement didn’t subside.

“We’d need to get married to live together, dummy.” Tsukishima looked away from you and scooped a handful of sand up, digging a moat around the castle. He set it aside and smiled when you leaned forward and shoved your own hands into the sand to help him dig.

“Well, aren’t we going to get married?” You noticed his fingers still for a second and looked up into his eyes. He looked as if he was considering you words. “I know I plan to marry you,” you told him, and even if you, at the time, didn’t fully understand the words you were saying, you knew you meant it to the extent that a child’s brain can fathom the concept.

“Do we have to kiss then?” he asked you, eyes narrowing a little as he studied you.

“Do you not want to?”

Tsukishima sat back and thought it over for a moment. Fidgeting with his own fingers and looking up into the bright blue sky. You could see him chewing on the inside of his cheek.

“I think we have to.” He then said and looked back at you with a resolute nod. Like he’d decided, and of course then it would have to be so.

“Okay,” you beamed, and so you grabbed both sides of his face with your sandy little hands. “We’re going to get married,” you proclaimed and then pressed your lips hard against his, for no more than one second before pulling back, letting him go and turning back to digging that little moat around our castle. Soon enough skies started gathering and threatened with rain, which meant the end of that specific playdate.

You’d meant the words you said that day, but now many years later he didn’t think you had, and so he kind of… Not forgot, but he didn’t give much more thought to it. Until that one day. That one day where you had your first kiss as adults. The first legit one, if you were to ask him.

“God, are you dense or are you just not interested?” You heaved a deep sigh as a frustrated furrow creased your forehead, your eyes narrowed slightly at him.

“Interested? What do you mean?”

“I am flirting with you!” You shook your head in utter disbelief as the furrow in your forehead deepened.

“You’re what, now?” His eyes searched my face, displaying just as intense disbelief as you felt. The look in his eye made something inside of you melt. The frustration died out like a match that’d burned too far down.

“Flirting,“ you repeated softly and smiled at him. “Have been for years,” you added. A strong urge almost had you reach out to grab his hand, but a little part of you still wasn’t certain he’d let you, even if his unusually soft and utterly dumbfounded expression fought to convince you otherwise.

“Oh.” His eyes kept raking across your face and you felt your cheeks and ears heating under his gaze “Wait. With me?” You laughed. You couldn’t help it when an unexpected and hysterical laugh ripped it’s way out of your throat.

“You really are dense!” You shook your head again. You really couldn’t believe it.

“Hey! I am not!”

“You don’t think so?” You asked him a pursed your lips at him. What he’d never admit to if you’d asked him right then and there, was that he found it utterly adorable when you did just that. You coaxed that one out of him a couple of years later. “So if it’s not that, I assume you’re not interested? You could just tell me, you know.”

“What? No!” It wasn’t often that you got to see Tsukishima flustered, but right now he was stumbling over his words and a little flush was creeping up across his face, and it was clear that he tried to hide it with his hand, when he went to push his glasses further up on his nose. But you saw it. And something inside of you knew what it meant, but for some reason you couldn’t help but want to see if you could get that blush to deepen just a little bit. It was just so cute.

“Do you remember that time when we were kids?” You asked him and watched as he stilled slightly.

“What time?”

“When agreed to live together one day.” You was right. His blush deepened as he nodded at your words, and you knew you’d been right. “Do you remember what more we agreed on that day? Because I still mean that.” Tsukishima flushed even deeper, but confusion flashed across his features as well.

“I—I don’t.” His voice was small. He didn’t remember. This was not the way you had expected this to go. You pulled in a deep breath. It wasn’t his fault that he didn’t remember. Yet it had something snap inside of you. Not anger, of course not. But some kind of desperate frustration and you couldn’t help it. You didn’t manage to stop yourself before you were moving. Before you’d stepped up against him and taken a hold of his shirt, your lips against his.

Tsukishima tensed up at first, and when you were about to pull back and apologize, he relaxed under your touch. He tentatively placed his hands on each side of your face, responding to your kiss. His lips and movements were soft, all in stark contrast with his usually stingy facade and your rough approach.

When the kiss broke and you moved back for air, you looked up at Tsukishima. He looked down at me. His glasses were slightly askew, and his cheeks were so brightly tinted that you almost chuckled. Tsukishima turned his head and fixed his glasses. Even his ears were turning pink, and you noticed his swollen lips and the shine in his eyes. You leaned closer to him, standing on your toes to whisper into his ear.

“We agreed that we’d get married one day.” His body jolted, and he looked at you in shock. “And I meant it.” The shock subsided and you could see that he remembered. You could see the smile that he tried very hard to suppress, but it only had you smiling wider.

“You’re so annoying. But I guess you can’t go back on a promise.” He shook his head at you, but even so, you knew him well enough to realize that this was as close to a confession as you’d get out of him at a time like this.

#tsukishima kei #tsukishima #haikyuu #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima kei x reader fluff #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima x reader fluff #haikyuu x reader #tsukishima fluff #ficlet #useradrienne #have some tsukki #you're welcome #he's cute #and dumb #<3

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thebadgerclan · 10 months

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Objection

Pairing: Nikolai Lantsov x reader

Requested by Anonymous

Summary: You can’t marry him...

It was to be the wedding of the century. Crown Prince Vasily Lantsov and Lady Y/N L/N, one of the most prolific Os Altan families united with the Crown. It was like a fairy tale come true, except for one fatal flaw: you did not love Vasily. You weren’t expected to love him, it was an arranged marriage after all, but you had expected the Prince to treat you with respect, at the very least.

He had not. His first words to you had been “She’s rather plain,” closely followed by, “Perhaps you shouldn’t eat so much at tea.” You kept your retorts to yourself, as you had been trained to do, keeping the outward appearance of a well-bred, gentle lady. Vasily’s barbs had only gotten worse from there. You were too outspoken, you had been permitted to read too much, you didn’t dress in the appropriate style, you ate too much, you ate too little, et cetera.

Your sole relief from your fiance came in the unexpected form of his brother, Nikolai. He was kind where Vasily was cruel, funny where Vasily was stale, caring where Vasily wanted nothing to do with you. It began as a friendship, it truly did, you finding solace in his company. Then something changed. He looked at you with more intensity, more heat, desire. Then, he’d kissed you.

Which led you to your current situation. Nikolai was on top of you, thrusting into your dripping cunt, moaning into your ear. You had your arms wrapped around his neck, your legs around his waist, urging him closer, deeper. “Fuck, Y/N,” he grit out. “He can’t get you this wet, can he?” “N-no!” you cried, biting your lip in a failed attempt to silence yourself. You could not be caught, if you were caught…..well, would that truly be so bad?

“That’s right,” Nikolai replied, sealing his lips over yours. “You might wear his ring, but you’re mine, Y/N. My girl, mine to have, mine to fuck.” “Yes!” He reached between your bodies to rub your clit, and you came with a shout of his name; a should Nikolai silenced with another kiss. “That’s right, baby. You love this, don’t you? You love being underneath me, knowing your fiance could walk in at any moment.”

He hadn’t slowed his thrusts after your orgasm, rather, he sped up, taking you rough and hard, effectively claiming his territory. “I love it,” you nearly growled. “Nikolai, yes!” The younger prince smirked, licking and sucking at your neck, not hard enough to leave a mark. Appearances, and all that. “Y/N, you’re mine,” he moaned. “Not his, you’re mine.” “I’m yours,” you gasped. “Kolya, yes, I’m yours!”

You weren’t, you both knew it, but it was nice to pretend. The betrothal contract effectively made you property of the Ravkan Crown. But Nikolai loved you, he had never said it aloud, but you felt it: in the way he held you when you cried, the way he kissed you after making love, the way he looked at you across a room. “Y/N, fuck, I’m close.” You let out a whimper, wrapping your legs tighter around his waist. “I love you,” you whispered, and Nikolai was undone.

He barely managed to pull out before he came, burying his face in the crook of your neck, moaning your name as he bucked his hips against the sheets. With one hand, he rubbed your clit until you came again, tugging on his arms to urge him closer. Nikolai laid down at your side and pulled you into his arms, kissing you deeply. “You said….did you mean it?”

“Of course I meant it,” you replied, your forehead resting against his. “I love you, Nikolai. And I….” He cupped your cheek, brushing a wisp of hair from your face. “Go ahead, love.” “I can’t marry him. Vasily…he says all these awful things about me, he can barely stand to be around me, and I love you.” Nikolai sighed, pulling you closer to him. “Oh sweetheart, I know. Believe me, there’s nothing I want more than to take you away from here, but we both know that’s not possible.”

You nodded, letting your eyes fall shut. “What if I was compromised?” “What?” You lifted your head so you could look at him. “If we were caught together, I’d be compromised. Then you’d have to marry me, contract be damned.” Nikolai immediately shook his head. “Absolutely not. I will not compromise you.” “You already have,” you said, but he still shook his head. “No, not happening. I’ll find some other way, I promise, my love.” He cupped your cheeks then, making you look him in the eye. “You will not marry him, I swear.”

***

Whatever Nikolai had planned, he was cutting it extremely close. You were at the altar, the Apparat reciting the Saints’ prayer of marriage, Vasily looking like he’d rather be anywhere but here. “If there is anyone who believes these two should not be joined in marriage, let them speak now or forever hold their peace.” There it was, your final chance. Could the bride object? Probably not. Then, just as the Apparat was about to speak, there was motion from the front row, where the royal family was seated. Nikolai had stood up, making the assembled guests murmur and whisper. “I object!”

#nikolai lantsov x reader #shadow and bone reader insert #nikolai lantsov x you #shadow and bone fanfiction

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