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verosvault · 3 months
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🚨SPOILERS FOR FANTASY HIGH JUNIOR YEAR EPISODE 4!!!🚨
Dimension20 "Fantasy High Junior Year"
Episode 4 "Under Pressure"
Timestamp: 1:01:29
Video Length: 3min. & 17 sec.
Ayda sends an ancient scroll to Fig
This was SO RANDOM! 😂
I truly was like "What in the world is going on right now?" 😂🤣💀
Everyone's reactions were so perfect!! 😂😂
Emily just immediately laughing 😂
"Sir Davin of the Order of the Sacred Scroll"
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Fig: "Thank you. You have served your purpose"
😂😂😂
Fig: "You never once peeked?"
I love how that's Fig's first question 😂😂😂
Sir Davin "My brother tried to peek, breaking the sacred vows he took, and I cut him down where he stood."
RIPPPP!!! POOR DAVIN!!! 😭😭😭
Fig: "You could have peeled"
Sir Davin: "Traitor that he was"
Sir Davin: "1,500 years of knights in service to this cause. I am free."
I love how Adaine's the first one to be like "well- open it!" 😂😂
It's a cute letter to Fig from Ayda! 😭😭🥺🥺❤️❤️
Ayda's letter: "Darling Paramour, trip is going okay. Miss you lots and lots. PS, my dad keeps saying 'basketti' instead of 'spaghetti', and I said 'is that a bit?' and he won't admit it's a bit, and it's driving me nuts. My heart burns for you with an eternal fire that will never dim. XO, XO, XO, XO, XO, XO, XO, your paramour, the wizard Ayda Aguefort."
Fig: "Many knights died for a good cause."
😂😂😂 This moment was SO SWEET FR!!! 😭😭👏👏🥺🥺
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feelingtheaster99 · 2 months
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I cannot believe that Lou did not immediately consider Chungledown Bim would be Fabians’s nemesis
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the sandra lynn / fig conversation is driving me Insane. fig saying that sometimes she doesn’t wanna exist as herself at all…not wanting to ask her friends how they see her (because she’s afraid to hear their response) saying that to someone she is a monster and she Cannot stop thinking about it. sandra lynn starting the conversation saying she needs to step up but is also simultaneously taken aback about what fig expresses and doesn’t know how to responds to it and suggests getting ice cream. sandra lynn saying “convincing people they deserve good things is really tough” talking about herself but how it also reflects fig. insane!!
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from mimics to limericks, d20 viewers love a lot of things, but there’s one thing they love above all else, and that is correcting people
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mattzerella-sticks · 2 months
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Something about Riz Gukgak and Max Durden works actually... 😏
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18catsreading · 3 months
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Bill fucking Seacaster's long shadow trust provision is hilarious. Of course his nemesis is Chungledown Bim
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slinkiezz · 11 days
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For those who want the full answer to the train problem, but don’t want to do it bc the math is gross
x=minutes, y=distance
60mph=1min=x
70mph in the opposite direction=-7/6min=-7/6x
the first train, by 5:30 has travelled 25 miles (1mi/min for 25 min)
first train: y=x+25
second train: y=135-(7/6)x
x+25=135-(7/6)x
(13/6)x=110
x=660/13 minutes
x=50 minutes + 10/13 minutes
x=50mins + 660/13 secs (approx. 46secs)
5:30:00 + 00:50:46
6:20:46
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earthmoonlotus · 3 months
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I feel so bad for both Kristen and Cassandra....
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gingko-three · 8 months
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girl who just read three books the past two days
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skipper19 · 7 months
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Imagine this...
Gojo always had intensive ruts. That was something he couldn't deny. Honestly, he was a little nervous for you, his omega, when you both shared his rut together for the first time.
At first, Gojo was able to hold himself back from many of the desired fantasies he wanted to recreate with you. Soon, however, he lost control of himself. Your body, your beautiful noises, your touch, your scent, it made him go feral. Gojo pounded into your tight cunt for hours, edged you into orgasm more times than you could count. Gojo felt like he couldn't stop.
It was euphoria.
Yet here he was, balls deep in his omega as you whined and cried. Gojo didn't know if he was psychotic or not, but your sobs only made his alpha growl in pleasure. He didn't want to stop. In fact, he wanted to fuck you even longer. But Gojo still held onto a bit of restraint as he kept himself from pistoning his hips into yours, allowing you to have a resemblance of a break.
"A-Alpha.." You whined, the noises emitting from high in your throat, almost like a shrill. Gojo breathlessly chuckled and ran his nose alongside your scent glands. "Yes, omega?" He practically purred. Your hands (that were once drawing deep red blood from his back) tangled in his hair. "I-I need to pee." You whimpered. Your face was either flushed in embarrassment or bliss from the amount of orgasms Gojo had drawer from your core.
Gojos hazed eyes glance back up to your fucked out face before he narrows his eyes and growls. "No." You felt your chest deflate from the whine that exhaled your lips. "Alpha, please!" Gojo seemed to shove his length deeper inside of you. "No. You're not moving from our nest. You are not moving off my cock." Gojo growled. Before another protest could leave your pathetic self, Gojo crashed his lips onto yours. You squirmed under his intense act of affection, but you both knew you were too weak to escape him.
A high-pitched whine, followed by multiple gasps, flew from your mouth when Gojos finger pressed down on your clit. The finger ran along your slit up onto your abdomen, back down to your clit, repeatedly. "G-Gojo no! I-I need to pee, y-you're going to make me..mhm~" You couldn't even finish your sentence. Gojo pulled another orgasm from you in no time. Inevitably, you also urinated on yourself from the pressure of his finger. After the wave of pleasure rolled through your body, you tried to hide your face away in pure embarrassment.
"My omega..your not leaving this bed, so get comfortable."
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verosvault · 3 months
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🚨SPOILERS FOR FANTASY HIGH JUNIOR YEAR EPISODE 4!!!🚨
Dimension20 "Fantasy High Junior Year"
Episode 4 "Under Pressure"
Timestamp: 1:28:48
Video Length: 4min. & 32sec.
Bucky talks to Kristen after class! 🥺
Bucky is doing paladin stuff! 🥺🥺
Bucky has one of his dad's old longswords! 🥺
Bucky is a paladin of helio! ;0 🥲
Kristen tells Bucky about Jawbone 🥺
Kristen opens up to her brother about her relationship with her parents 🥺
Bucky: "I haven't told Mom and Dad about the gold"
Kristen: "oh yeah, that's okay."
Bucky: "But I'm lying."
Kristen: "Oh"
Bucky: "And I'm gonna go to Hell when I die. I'm gonna go straight to Hell for liars."
Bucky looks at FIG!!! 😭😭😭
Fig: "Join us!"
That scene was SO PERFECT!!! 😂😂😂 EMILY'S TIMING WITH THAT LINE WAS SO GENIUS!!! 😂😂🤣🤣😭😭💀💀
Bucky "I really miss you, but you're living... In sin, maybe, I don't know."
Kristen: "Maybe, yeah"
Bucky: "Really?!"
Kristen: "Well, no"
Bucky: "You admit it!"
Kristen: "It might be more poetic than that. What if there isn't a Hell that you get punished for for lying?"
I love how Kristen tries to be a little bit philosophical with Bucky and try to make him get into the habit of asking questions about his faith 🥺🥺🥺
Gorthalax pops up for a second 😂😂
Bucky had to fight really hard to get his parents to let him come to Aguefort 🥺🥺
Kristen: "I'm not here trying to be cool, I'm here trying to be president"
That line 💀✋
Kristen introduces Adaine to her brother Bucky! 🥺
Bucky: "Hello. I do not accept the ways of sin."
😭😭😭
Bucky: "I'm already telling all the kids in my class that they're going to hell, so I'll tell them to vote for you."
Adaine gives Bucky a pin for Kettlechip KrispyKreme/Kipperlilly 😭😂💀
Kristen: "It's all part of the plan. Tell people they're going to Hell, but before they do, vote for Kettle KrispyKreme "
😂😂🤣🤣💀💀
There's a new cleric of Helio in town who has the same rat pin!!! 👀👀👀
Bucky: "There's a transfer student from Highcourt here. Mom and Dad love him!"
Kristen screws up. Bucky screams and runs away! 😂😂🤣🤣💀💀
Missed out on a chance to get more info from Bucky fr! 😭✋ RIP! 💀💀
Also, Brennan's scream as Bucky was hilarious! 😂🤣💀✋
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feelingtheaster99 · 2 months
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Ayda is honestly iconic for establishing an order of knights to deliver a letter to her girlfriend/paramour across time but also for ending her letter with like six hugs and kisses
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edenesth · 5 months
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The Chosen One
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Pairing: prince!San x palace maid!reader
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Your hands trembled as you worked to remove the layers of clothing that adorned his highness. Cursing under your breath, you struggled to suppress the trembling, but the intensity of his gaze only added to the challenge.
It was the first time you were tasked with undressing the prince, the first time you'd ever been this close to him.
Previously, your responsibilities revolved around tasks that kept you at a safe distance, such as tidying his chambers or caring for his gardens – all performed in his absence.
So, can anyone really blame you for shaking like a leaf right now?
Sure, the prince was not exactly someone you were unfamiliar with. He was only the Crown Prince Choi San of Wonderland, the most sought-after bachelor across all realms. Despite being of marriageable age for several years, he remained elusive in choosing a bride, leaving the entire kingdom in suspense and speculation.
Like countless other girls in the palace and throughout the country, you have imagined what it would be like to capture the crown prince's heart. In the quiet corners of your mind, you often allowed yourself to daydream about being the one he would choose as his consort.
It was a shared fantasy among the palace staff and citizens alike, fueled by the allure of the prince's unparalleled charm.
However, reality would quickly shatter those dreams every time.
Or so you thought.
Earlier that day, you nearly dropped an expensive vase when the palace messenger delivered the startling news. The prince himself had requested your presence to prepare him for his bath tonight. The words hung in the air, causing your heart to skip a beat. It seemed like an absurd jest, a cruel prank orchestrated by the fates.
The other maids in the vicinity exchanged puzzled glances, mirroring your own disbelief.
Why would Prince San single you out for such an intimate task? There was a fixed group of maids responsible for attending to his bedtime rituals, a routine they'd executed diligently for as long as anyone could remember.
Tonight, however, the prince had dismissed them all, demanding only your presence.
The shock reverberated through your being.
All this time, you'd believed yourself to be a mere speck in the grand tapestry of the palace, convinced that the prince probably didn't even know you existed. Yet, here you were, faced with an inexplicable summons that defied all reason.
Unbeknownst to you, Prince San had noticed you from the very beginning, weaving himself into the fabric of your everyday life. In quiet moments of solitude, he observed you with an attentive gaze, drawn to the kindness that radiated from your every action. Your grace and compassion set you apart, creating a magnetic pull that transcended the boundaries of nobility.
He's had his sights set on you for quite some time now, patiently waiting for the right moment to make his move. To him, you were unlike anyone he had ever encountered – pure, innocent, and delicate, akin to a beautiful flower.
Despite the societal pressures urging him to consider matches with noble backgrounds, the prince had been quietly searching for loopholes that would allow him to break free from tradition.
All he wanted was you.
Now here you were, right in front of him.
The air in the prince's chamber felt charged with a peculiar tension as you carefully worked on removing the final layer of his clothing. Each article brought you closer to an intimacy that seemed surreal, given the disparity in your stations.
When the last garment slipped away, revealing the bare expanse of the prince's skin, you hesitated, your fingers hovering momentarily above him. It was an intimate act that felt like a crossing of boundaries, leaving you momentarily paralysed by the realisation of the closeness.
Noticing your nervous demeanour, Prince San reached out with a gentle touch. His warm hand enveloped yours, steadying the tremors that ran through your fingers. A soft gasp escaped your lips, and you froze, feeling the warmth of his touch travel through your entire being. Blinking rapidly, you tried to compose yourself, but the intensity of his gaze held you captive.
Shaken, you took a steadying breath, grateful for the grounding touch of his hand. The prince, still holding onto your trembling hands, offered a gentle smile that melted away the tension.
"Do I scare you?" He asked, his tone soft and caring. Overwhelmed, you shook your head, words momentarily escaping you, "N-no, my prince. Of course not!" You stammered, your voice betraying a blend of awe and nervousness.
With your hands still cradled in his, he sensed your vulnerability. His eyes, filled with understanding, bore into yours as he tilted your head upward, guiding you to meet his gaze.
"Are you sure?" He inquired, a soft smile playing on his lips. You nodded, feeling your heart pound at the proximity.
Curling a loose strand of hair behind your ear, he spoke in a hushed tone, "Don't be afraid. I'll never hurt you. You're my chosen one." The weight of his declaration hung in the air, and your mind struggled to comprehend the gravity of those words.
Were you hearing him correctly?
The prince's chosen one – a title that held promises of a future you'd only dared to dream about.
"M-me? But your highness—"
Before you could say more, he closed the distance between you, bridging the gap with a soft, lingering kiss. The world seemed to stand still as your whole being surrendered to the intimacy of the moment. The taste of the unforeseen, the forbidden, lingered on your lips, leaving you breathless and bewildered.
Fluttering your eyes shut, you kissed him back. Perhaps the dreams of being his princess might not be such a distant mirage after all.
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Surprise! Hope this was decent lmao.
I'm not exactly back from my hiatus yet, just felt inspired while admiring the recent concept photos. Had this drafted immediately and thought I'd just put it out.
Tag list: @aurasblue @marievllr-abg @itsvxlentine @minghaoslatina
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dimension20official · 3 months
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An old enemy returns, new enemies arise, and the Bad Kids prepare for a shrimp party unlike anything Elmville has ever seen in today's all new episode of Fantasy High Junior Year - now out on Dropout!
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honeykaes · 11 months
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—𝐦𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐬
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✦ pairing: heizou x reader
✦ w/c: 3.1k
✦ warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact
✦ disclaimer: afab!reader with no set pronouns, roommate au!, modern au!, masturbation, toys, cunnilingus, fingering, nipple play, edging, creampie, roommates to lovers, unedited
✦ synopsis: after trying to relieve yourself, your vibrator ends up dying. frustrated, you throw it against the wall, all while your roommate, heizou investigates what made the noise.
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Your bedroom was dark, curtains drawn forward concealing the star-lit sky and the moon rising above. Your eyes strained themselves on the bright light of your laptop, scrolling on random social media sites to catch up with the latest trends and your friends.
You clicked your tongue, pressing your thighs together feeling a slow burn beginning to rumble below. 
You shut your laptop close, letting the darkness finally overtake your room before placing it beneath your bed. You lay back down to your soft sheets, letting your hands slowly guide down along your exposed stomach and navel. You shivered traveling further down as you dipping your fingers beneath the waistband of your shorts. A soft sigh escaped from your lips letting your finger graze along your clothed slit. You finally let your finger wander beneath the band of your underwear.
The pad of your finger flattened on your swollen clit guiding it along in tight circles. You let another moan out feeling the slick beginning together on your finger, applying more pressure to satiate the yearning throbbing on the bundle of nerves. Your other hand drifts up under your shirt as your thumbs graze the sensitive buds of your nipples.
“Mmmm,” you murmured, as you slid two fingers inside of you—lazily pumping them as you curled your fingers upward. Your body felt hot, both in its haze of desire and from the summer heat trying to cool down from the rays hours before. As you squeezed on your chest once more another moan echoed in your small room, fingers headed back to toy with your clit. Slick clung onto your panties and smeared on your inner thighs before you shimmied the articles of clothing on your lower half off and threw them across the room. 
You guided your fingers out of your drooling hole, leaning slightly up to open the drawer of your bedside cabinet. Quickly feeling around, you wove your hands on the familiar shape taking it out of the drawer and closing it and throwing your shirt on the ground.
You pressed your thighs together again as you finger pressed down on a familiar button. A loud buzzing rang out as the tip began to vibrate and pulsate with the mechanical desire to suck on your clit. You descended the toy downwards trying to adjust the tip to flutter the most where you were throbbing. You yelped as a smile crept its way to your face, grinding and gyrating your hips to the ruthless resound of your vibrator. 
Just as you shifted your head, eyes shut closed as you were losing yourself to your fantasy, letting your high build closer and closer to sweet release—the vibrations stopped. Your eyes snapped back, opened narrowing as you lifted the blankets to try to get a better look. The light that usually was on the toy was off. Did your finger accidentally press down on the button?
“What the fuck…” you murmured. As you held the button down, eager for it to start its ministrations again, the toy did not turn back on. You grunted, eyes furrowed as you tried again and again but the machine refused to awaken. Anger quickly spread throughout your body, frustrated at the lack of satisfaction.
“I just charged you yesterday! Did this shit die?! It was $70 fucking dollars!!” you yelled out, trying again and again to get the toy to turn back on.
“Piece of shit! What was the point of spending all that money then,” you yelled out, lifting your upper half up and shaking the plastic mold before throwing it on the wall with a large bang. You stood there silently with wide eyes in the area you threw your vibrator at—the wall you so happen to share with your roommate.
You and Heizou have been roommates for the last year. You weren’t sure what to make with the guy when he first strolled in to take the room of your last roommate. His cocky smile, the amusement and mischief that twinkled in his hazel eyes—you did have to admit he was pretty on the eyes. At first you two managed life without taking much of each other, besides basic information; he was single, he was getting his P.h.D in Criminal Psychology, he had a bad habit of leaving his cups beside the sink then putting them into the sink.
Yet, as most relationships go, you slowly opened up to each other and became friends. The two of you would have movie nights every other weekend. You two went grocery shopping every Sunday together. He’d always leave your favorite morning drink before you headed off to work in the morning. The two of you were even talking about going on vacation together after he completes his summer course.
You couldn’t deny that you had developed a slight attraction to the shorter male—it was hard not to after experiencing such domestic bliss with one another. Nights leaning against his chest on the couch watching whatever stupid documentary he decided to put on, your eyes always gazed up at him scrolling on his phone. 
Did he have a partner? Did he have an attraction to you? Did he want to be more than friends? Did he want a relationship with you?
These questions always made you anxious, as you shook your head and pushed them away. 
Ignorance is bliss, right?
A knock at your door snapped you away from your thoughts as your body jumped from the sudden noise. You sighed, worst fears coming true. You slip up your soiled panties and shorts, cringing at the wetness beginning to pool further down your thighs.
“Give me a sec,” you yelled to Heizou behind the door. You lifted your body up, turning the lights on as you blinked your eyes trying to adjust to it. You grabbed your robe covering your top half. You walk to the door, seeing Heizou leaning on the side of the frame. His eyebrows were quirked up in slight confusion and amusement; maroon hair usually fashioned in a low ponytail was fully down and resting just below his shoulders.
“You good? You drop something or fell?” He asked. Your face grew hotter as you drifted your eyes away from Heizou and to the wall behind him—your embarrassment refused to make eye contact.
“Y-Yeah. I dropped my laptop being dumb. Sorry if I woke you up,” you replied. Heizou doesn’t say anything, opting to narrow his eyes at you and crossing his arms.
“Uh huh…is that it?” he trailed on. You snapped your eyes back to him only to see his attention wasn’t focused solely on you, but his eyes lingered on something behind you on the floor.  You turned around, seeing your vibrator right there in the direction you threw it at as you cringed at yourself for not picking it up before opening the door.
“You know, an easy tell to know if someone is lying is if they can’t make eye contact with you. Doesn’t help that your vibrator isn’t exactly the quietest thing in the world,” he hummed. You cover your hands in your face, babbling apology after apology. He must have heard you even before you threw the stupid thing. You’ve had that thing for months! 
A soft laughter fills the room as he shakes his head with a smile. 
“Hey, it’s no worries. I wasn’t gonna say anything at all. I get it. When you’re horny, you’re horny,” he replied with a shrug. You let out a shaky sigh, eyes avoiding him once more in shame. 
“Yeah…my vibrator died when I was, well…close. In my horny frustration with the damn thing, I chucked it not realizing what I was doing until it was too late,” you admitted with a frown. Heizou's snickering turned into full-blown laughter after hearing your reply. Your face burned seeing your housemate grab his stomach as heaps of laughter left his lips.
“You were—hahahahaha!” he stammered out. You pout your lips, narrowing your eyes at him.
“Shut up! It was a single lapse of judgment! I’m sure you had your moments!” you barked back. Heizou soon got his laughter taken care of, wiping a nonexistent tear from the corner of his eye.
“My moments? Hah, I guess you can count that as now,” he softly chuckled. You lifted your eyebrows up in confusion, as you opened your mouth to ask him what he meant by that. Heizou merely flashed you that smug smirk, leaning back onto the door frame.
“How about I help you with your problem then?” Heizou suggested. Your eyes widened, feeling your body tremble at his proposition.
“I—What?! Why?! What do you want out of this?!” you questioned. Heizou sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. His smug persona seemed to have melted momentarily, his pale cheeks brushed with a rosy hue.
“I’m pretty hard right now myself. So, win-win situation, right?” he stated. You nibble at your lips, pressing your thighs together feeling your lower half burn in newfound desire. He was literally offering himself to you right now, even if this wouldn’t bloom into something you’d at least have this, right?
“Okay,” you sighed. “I’m in.”
Heizou’s lips curled up in a smile only to lean in, smacking themselves on yours. You moaned into the kiss, hands wandering on his body as you two fell onto the bed. He slowly unties the knot of your robe, clicking his tongue in satisfaction—drinking up your nude upper half. His hands cup over your chest, squeezing the mounds as if to greet them before letting his hand travel to the waistbands of your shorts. Heizou eagerly dips his hand beneath your underwear, watching translucent strings of your slick connect to both of your thighs and the dark pool developed on the fabric.
“Damn you’re soaking. If I was in your state, I just might’ve done the same,” he cooed. He connected his thumb with your clit, flicking it at an eager pace as he hears you whine. You grind into his fingers abusing your clit, letting yourself get closer and closer to the edge.
“M’close Heizou. Just a little more,” you whined. Just as he presses slightly harder and your moans begin to get louder, Heizou clicks his tongue and stops. You lift your head up, eyebrow furrowed, gazing at him in confusion. He merely rolls his eyes, lapping his slick-covered thumb to his mouth.
“I never agreed to let you cum quickly. I want to enjoy this to the fullest now that I have you like this,” he murmured, lifting his shirt off. You groan, pounding your fist against the soft cushion on your mattress only to gasp as Heizou’s hands made way to the waistband of your shorts. He slowly slid the articles of clothing down your legs, his tongue swiping along his bottom lip.
His hands soon find themselves on your plush thighs, spreading you wide—bare cunt finally greeting him. A grin had found its way on his lips as he pressed a finger down on one of your folds, spreading your hole wider for him to admire.  His other hand goes towards his groin, cupping the bulge poking out from his joggers. He lets out a soft moan, squeezing his clothed cock in his grasp. 
His hand dipped into his joggers before squeezing his member. As he gives his cock a few pumps, he slowly leans in eyeing your twitching hole—finger still spreading you wide. Heizou darts his tongue out, inching closer to your clit. As the appendage finally connects with the small nub, you could feel the vibrations from his moans reverberating through it.
His tongue swirls along the sides of the mound before flatting the base and pressing down hard. He then nips it causing your body to jolt. Heizou lets his tongue flick rapidly after eventually sucking ever so lightly. Your hands weave themselves through his hair as he feels you pushing him further into your crotch lost in your own pleasure.You can feel him lapping up your juices leaking out of you like a man, starved—lewd,wet noises echoing throughout the room. 
He continues to pump his cock, sucking harder on your clit. He can hear your voice beginning to raise octaves, your cunt spasming and your thighs beginning to cave into his head. Just as he hears you call his name, Heizou leans away once more with a smirk on his face, lower half glistening from your arousal. 
“Fuck you Heizou! Stop being so cruel!” you whine once more, hearing him chuckle.
“Aww, you treat people doing you a favor so harshly,” he teased. Heizou leans up, letting his finger on your fold away as he cleans his coat-covered finger up with his tongue once more. He shimmed his pants and boxer down, cock slapping against his chiseled abdomen. 
You stare almost in awe at his cock. It was curved, twitching and pulsating at the faintest touch Heizou would give it. His tip was flushed, precum already dribbling from his slit. He was curved and long as well—your clit throbbed thinking how deep it will be inside of you.
“Seems like you like what you see?” Heizou hummed, slowly pumping himself. You bite your lip. You hated how easy he was able to read you.
“I would do anything to have those pretty lips of yours wrapped around my cock, but alas…I did agree to your favor so that’ll have to wait another time,” he sighed sarcastically. You rolled your eyes at his response, scoffing as he lets out another laugh.
 “Okay, okay. Tough crowd,” he murmured. 
Heizou lines his cock along your slit, slapping it a few times on your clit. He soon slides the head up and down it, smearing your arousal along it. You let out a breathy moan whenever he  slid up, brushing against your nub over and over again. 
“Heizou, just—” Just when you were about to scold him, you looked at his face in slight shock. He was nervous, body shuttering from the sensation of your soft folds. You never seen him so vulnerable before.
“Y’know…it was really hard to be your roommate,” he muttered, sinking his nails into your plush thigh. Your stomach fluttered from anxiety from his confession.
“I hated and loved it because I fell, hard, but worried you didn’t feel the same. Yeah we cuddle, yeah you were touchy with me but…I’d get mixed signals from you,” he confessed, letting another moan out as you felt his cock pulsate against your folds.
“I would be awake in my room, hearing your soft moans and that damn vibrator, wondering: did you want me to hear this? Do you wish it was me instead? Was this some psychological game to try to be fuck buddies? Did you not even realize?” he sighed, lifting his hand up against your cheek.
“I hate how I read into every bit of your behavior for some sign, some signal that you liked me, that you wanted me,” he moaned out, his nose brushing against your own.
“But one thing I can say. I’m glad your stupid vibrator went out because without it, I don’t think I would have the courage to do this,” he confessed. As his lips connected with yours, his cock finally slipped inside of you—stretching you out as he sank deeper inside of you. Your hands lifted onto his face as you cried out into the kiss, feeling his cock finally bottom inside of you brushing across the soft spongy walls of your cunt.
His thrusts were slow, deliberate—determined to show you his hidden affections and show you his dedication to pleasing your body. Your body jolted as his cock soon found what he was looking for. You squirmed underneath him, moaning his name repeatedly as his tongue laid claim to your mouth. 
He could feel your walls fluttering against his cock, squeezing and massaging him as his pace slowly began to build. Your legs soon wrapped themselves around his thin waist, letting him get deeper inside of you. He broke the kiss before the two of you caught your breath—a string of saliva connecting your glossy lips. His hands drifted to your waist, lifting it up as he buried himself deeper inside of you.
“Heizou! Fuck! Just like that!” you cried out, leaning your head back. Your stomach churned; you could feel your climax approaching soon as your walls closed in further against Heizou’s drilling cock. 
His face drifts down to your chest, connecting his lips along the bud of your mounds. He sucked harshly on it, swirling his tongue around as he tasted the slight salt from your sweat clinging onto your body. His finger snakes itself down before pinching at your clit causing your back to arch and moan his name once more. He could feel your walls convulsing as he sucked a breath in, using all his willpower now to spill his cum inside of you yet. 
The headboard banged loudly against the wall at Heizou's brutal and powerful thrust. He lifted his head up admiring the hickey he had just made along your chest only to begin to suck on its twin with the same fervor, moaning as he felt your nails rake along his back.
Your eyes seemed to roll to the back of your head, drool dripping down your lips as your back arched finally reaching your long awaited climax—clamping down against Heizou’s cock. Your body quivered—back arched—lost in pleasure for a few seconds. You blinked a few tears away sucking a breath in at how overstimulated your clit, still pinched, was. Heizou’s pace had gotten much sloppier as the reverations from his moans on your chest became louder.
Ropes of his hot, thick cum shot inside of you as Heizou’s hips continued to buck—shivering in his own pleasure. He finally lifts his head up, another soft groan escaping him as he continues to lazily thrust his cum deeper inside of you, nursing his high.
His lips found their way to yours once more gently whispering out your name. He continues to brush his lips along your face and neck, keeping his softening cock in your warm cunt. You hummed at his affection, eyes heavy and tired from the constant edging and the intensity of your orgasm.
“You seemed really eager,” you cooed. “I mean, I can’t believe you came inside of me.” Heizou stopped kissing their cheek briefly to look down at you. His cheeks were much more reddened, embarrassment painted on every inch of his face. He bit his lip and leaned into your neck, noticing the growing grin on your lips.
“Shut up…I’ll buy Plan B or something for you tomorrow…” he muttered, going back to peppering kisses. You chuckled, brushing away his hair clinging to his forehead.
“You’re lucky, you’re cute.”
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If Kalina looks horrified at the situation, I really really don't like it
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