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𝐅𝐄𝐌 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 -- 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆... (𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒔)
(𝐰𝐜): 3,058
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: When you acquire a new shade of lipstick, you’re eager to try it on and see how it looks. When you see your s/o minding their business, you’re curious: what will it look like on them?
(𝐀/𝐍): GET THIS OUT OF MY DRAFTS i am sick of looking at it
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): Meliodas’ scenario is suggestive at the end but if you blink you’ll miss it, Ban’s scenario is suggestive all the way through I’m sorry I wanna fuck him so bad, I tried to get this out on Valentine’s day but I’m pathetic and lazy so let’s pretend this isn’t a whole MONTH late
𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒔
♡ Sometimes Meliodas was just too fucking cute.
♡ Even though you were well aware of how his mind works, being the victim of his impulses, you couldn’t help but want to squish his cheeks until the end of time.
♡ And it just so happened that you were getting ready and decided to wear your new, bright red lipstick when he came in with all his cheeky glory.
𓆩♡𓆪
“Yo, (y/n)! What’cha doin’?” He asks you with a smile, closing the door behind him and leaning on it. You turn from your vanity with a matching expression. He was in his usual outfit--he always refused variety in his wardrobe. You’ve gotten used to seeing him, but you will always be excited to see his face. Especially his cheeks.
“I’m just playing around with some makeup,” you tell him. He hums and you return your gaze to the mirror. Delicately, as to not knock anything over, you grab your newest shade of lipstick and apply it to your lips.
Meliodas stays silent as he watches from across the room.
When you were satisfied, you put the lipstick down and reached for a spare napkin, only for you to stop in your tracks when you make eye contact with Meliodas through the mirror.
Your smile grew when an idea popped into your head. “Meliodas,” you coo, “Come here please.”
Meliodas pushes himself off the door and does as you say. “What’s up?” He asks, stopping next to you.
You say nothing, only pulling his face down to your level. With quick vigor, you press a dozen kisses on his cheeks; six bright red kiss marks decorated his face like freckles. Finally, you press one last passionate kiss on his lips. He parted with a silly smile stretching his face.
He knew he’d be getting teased for it, but he couldn’t bring himself to wipe the lipstick off. In fact, he’d wear the markings proudly until the day they wore off.
𓆩♡𓆪
♡ And just as he expected, Meliodas was teased. A lot.
♡ He wasn’t the only one being teased, though. Ban teasing the both of you all day about you both being perverts.
♡ Despite that, never once did he consider wiping your art off.
♡ Meliodas is the type of guy to love any kind of marking, giving or receiving, so he was in bliss the whole time.
♡ At the end of the day, he knew he was loved and the markings were proof of that. Don’t be surprised if he starts buying lipsticks of all kinds and asking you to mark him lower, too. Maybe you could even make a rainbow!
𝑩𝒂𝒏
♡ When you finally got your hands on a lipstick you had your eyes on forever, you couldn’t help but put it on straight away.
♡ You picked out a cute outfit to match, too. You were just so excited!
𓆩♡𓆪
You smiled to yourself, admiring yourself in your bathroom mirror. You had a dress, cute shoes, the jewelry Ban stole from you--you were only missing one thing. Excitedly, you grabbed your new lipstick and started putting it on, leaning closer to the mirror.
Knock, knock.
Ban opens the door without hearing your answer. “Hey, babe, Meliodas wants us--Oh,” he stops in the frame, gawking at you.
“Hey, hot-stuff,” Ban purrs, eyeing the dress you’re wearing. He walks to you confidently. “Going somewhere? I hope not. I didn’t know you had this dress,” he smirked.
“Yes, I’m going somewhere. It’s very important and I don’t need you smudging my makeup,” you attempt to scold him. Ban ignores your silent demand and leans down, pressing a kiss to your hairline.
You sigh. “One kiss,” you tell him, turning and pressing a kiss to his jawline. “Now, shoo! Out!”
Ban stops you by grabbing your hips and pressing you against the counter. “Oh, no, I’m not going anywhere,” he smirks. “But neither are you.” He grabs the lipstick from your hands and swipes it across your lips.
“You’re gonna need more of this.”
𓆩♡𓆪
♡ Ban doesn’t mind markings, but he prefers giving them over receiving them.
♡ This doesn’t mean he’ll tolerate teasing, oh, no. He’ll either fire back at them or brag about the marks.
♡ He will also get you more lipstick and opt to try it out, but instead of buying it like Meliodas, he just steals it. (They’re always new, however, since the one time he got you a used one you got a sore and he couldn’t kiss you until it healed.)
♡ Strangely enough, he found out he has a thing for lipstick thanks to you.
𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈
♡ When you mentioned your date with King to Elizabeth, she decided to take you shopping while you were at a pit stop.
♡ There were many options, but you decided on something conservative. You didn’t want to give your favorite fairy a heart attack just yet--not until you were married, at least.
♡ It was a simple outfit, but one you knew he’d like. As a bonus, you had the cutest shade of lipstick to go with it!
𓆩♡𓆪
Elizabeth sat on your bed with the brightest smile, patiently waiting for you to leave the bathroom and show her your outfit. You two just got back from your shopping spree; you got a new outfit and Elizabeth got some jewelry, but the star of the show would be your new lipstick.
Until now, you had never worn any type of bold color on your lips. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t excited. With grace, you applied the final coat to your lips and strut dramatically out of the bathroom.
“What do you think? Is it too much?” You ask Elizabeth, your confidence suddenly flying out of you. You nervously wiped your hands on your outfit and smoothed the wrinkles.
“You look wonderful,” Elizabeth cheered, brightening your mood. “He’ll love it!” You returned her smile. No one could stay grumpy when Elizabeth was around, her joy was simply too contagious.
“Thank you,” you tell her.
Knock, knock, knock.
“(Y/n)? Are you in there?”
You open the door to see King with his fist raised. He almost looked surprised to see you; his face held shock, but there was a faint trail of pink on his cheeks.
You smile at him and ask, “Are you ready?” He grips his pillow and looks around the hallway, stuttering over his words. Whenever he tried to say something, he’d cut himself off and try to say something different.
“I-I just...” King sighs. “You look really pretty,” he mumbles, finally meeting your eyes. Your face warms and before you can think, you’re pressing a kiss to his cheek.
You pull back and giggle when you see the red stain on his face. “Come on, let’s go before it gets dark.” You grab his hand and pull him down the stairs. He floats after you with heart eyes, burning the feeling of your kiss into his brain.
𓆩♡𓆪
♡ Another person that gets teased for the kiss mark.
♡ He gets a lot more embarrassed than the others, though.
♡ He also can’t defend himself that well...
♡ If he gets teased enough, he’ll just hide away in his room.
♡ He’ll consider wiping the kiss off until he thinks about you being sad because of it.
♡ Chances are, because of that thought, he’ll keep the kiss there until it wears off or you wipe it off.
♡ He thinks they’re a little bit embarrassing--he will almost never ask for them unless he’s feeling bold.
𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐞
♡ This time you’re getting ready together!
♡ Diane has a large collection of beauty products and loves to share them with you.
♡ At least once a week the two of you are playing around in her makeup. Sometimes they’ll be considered dates and sometimes you’ll do it to get ready for actual dates, but they will happen.
♡ There is no escaping it.
♡ Everyone knows about these dates, too. Sometimes Elizabeth or even Merlin will join and it’ll be a girls’ night!
𓆩♡𓆪
You and Diane were sitting around and talking about life’s secrets when she decided to pull out her makeup. The two of you were gathered on the hardwood floor in front of a body-length mirror, her mountains of makeup sitting next to and in front of you.
With a smile, you pushed your cheek against hers and looked at her through the mirror. “Always,” you whisper.
“Oh, oh!” Diane chants, reaching into one of the piles and pulling out a hardly-used lipstick. “I got this a few days ago, but I totally forgot about it!”
She was quick to put it on her lips. Puckering them up, she turned to you with a duck face and mumbled, “Don’t I look cute?”
Diane squeals, “(Y/n) thinks I’m cute!” while rubbing her cheek against yours as if she was starting a fire. She continues to spout cheesy nonsense before attacking your cheeks.
One kiss turned into five and five kisses turned into twenty. Soon enough, your entire face was covered in her lipstick. The lipstick left on her lips was now smeared from her harassment, but the smile she had distracted you from that.
“Well, if you’re gonna be like that--” You start, snatching the tube of lipstick and putting it on erratically. Diane screamed and tried to run, but you grabbed her and returned her onslaught full-force.
In the end, the two of you were covered in lipstick--both of your lips were bare, however, instead, the lipstick was everywhere else. Diane would look back on this memory with fondness for the rest of her days.
𓆩♡𓆪
♡ She enjoys it as much as you do!
♡ However, she isn’t the type to keep it on all day. She can just ask you to give her more, after all.
♡ Ban is really the only one that teases her and she’ll brush it off like it’s nothing.
♡ She knows you love her and that’s all she cares about. The kisses are proof of that!
♡ Occasionally, she’ll ask you kiss in a specific spot if she’s looking to do a whole look. She’ll make something intricate with your kiss as the main course and will only take it off when she has to go to bed.
𝐆𝐨𝐰𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫
♡ While Gowther was shopping for books, you wandered off and came across a beauty store.
♡ You planned on just looking around, but when does that ever work out?
♡ While you were exploring, a beautiful shade of red caught your eye.
♡ You tried the sample and sure enough, you looked amazing! You were quick to grab the tube and purchase it.
𓆩♡𓆪
You skipped swiftly down the streets, eyes set on the book store Gowther would no doubt be visiting. As if someone would steal it, you held onto your newest tube of lipstick with a grip of steel.
When you were just a few steps away, you slowed and took the lid off to put it on. With a finishing swipe, you rubbed your lips together and looked for Gowther.
“Gowther! Look what I got,” you call, seeing him exit the store with a few books in his hand. He looked at you for a moment before he noticed the change. A ruby red color, which was not there before, made itself present on your lips. It looked strangely... Kissable?
He points to your lips and asks, “What is that, girlfriend?”
You grab his hand and begin walking back to the tavern, where everyone was waiting. “It’s lipstick,” you inform him. “Makeup. It just makes you look nice. Do you like it?”
Gowther thinks for a moment before answering. “Yes,” he states. “I do like it. Why haven’t you shown me this earlier?”
You smile, “I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it. You can be brutal, you know. I’m glad you like it!” Pressing a quick kiss to his cheek, you decide against telling him about the mark it left.
𓆩♡𓆪
♡ Gowther doesn’t understand them. In fact, he may even see them as unsanitary, considering how much germs the human mouth has.
♡ Are you surprised? This is Gowther, after all.
♡ But still, he’ll do what you want with them.
♡ Once you explain that it’s a sign of your love, he’s more open to keeping it on.
♡ He’ll even randomly point it out to other people and subtly brag!
𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧
♡ You sat patiently in the front area of the Boar hat, waiting for Merlin to return from her escapade. A month ago, before she left, Merlin promised you that she would bring you something as a gift--a souvenir.
♡ Of course you were said to see her leave. Anyone would be!
♡ But the rest of the sins were good at keeping you distracted so you weren’t moping around.
♡ Thanks to them, the month passed by quickly.
𓆩♡𓆪
You sat at the bar of the Boar hat, staring at the door as if it owes you money. As humble as you wanted to appear, you knew you were being impatient. No doubt, you would be teased for this, but you didn’t care.
Your girlfriend is coming back today! Who wouldn’t be excited?
Your heart leaped into your throat when you heard footsteps approach the door. Merlin. Each step felt like a millennia apart. You had half the nerve to march over and swing that door open. There was a chance she was teasing you, after all. A chance she knew you would count her arrival by the second.
However, there was a chance that wasn’t her. So you waited.
Finally, the door opened and Merlin stepped in. She couldn’t say a word before you were latched onto her. You gave her a passionate kiss, your leg popping out of habit.
“Well, hello there,” she smiles, pulling away from your kiss, but not your touch. “I didn’t expect to see you here.” An obvious lie. This has been a long-going routine for years now--Merlin would go off on a mission and you would always be there to greet her.
She reaches into her cloak and pulls out a tube of lipstick--pink, just like hers. “I know how much you love to match. It just so happens that I found this while travelling and I thought of you,” she chirped, taking the cap off and applying it for you.
You admired her as she concentrated on your lips. A small smile graced her lips. When she finished, she put the cap where it belonged and put the tube of lipstick in her hands.
“Thank you,” you purr, leaning forward to give her a kiss on her lips, then her cheek.
Normally, Merlin would wipe the mark to avoid comments, but you were just reunited. Perhaps she could deal with the sins’ teasing.
𓆩♡𓆪
♡ Merlin prefers giving them instead of receiving them.
♡ She appreciates the sentiment, but sometimes she has important things to attend and when all her peers can focus on is the kiss marks you left behind, no work is done.
♡ However, giving them is like a little claim for her. She absolutely loves to see them.
𝐄𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫
♡ Giving Escanor kiss marks wasn’t a new concept.
♡ Whether it was cheering him on in his day form or cheering him up during the night, Escanor almost always had a kiss mark somewhere on him.
♡ Escanor loved nothing more than holding you in his arms while you kissed anything you could reach in his day form.
♡ In his night form, he loves holding you close so you can kiss him while he reads to you.
𓆩♡𓆪
You tried to pay attention to what Escanor was saying, you really did! But watching him next to you looking so kissable made it so hard. You were feeling especially loving tonight--you were damn near close to biting the man because of how cute he looks.
When Escanor offered to read to you, you didn’t hesitate to accept the offer. It was common, sure, but you would never get tired of hearing him describe a scene. He had a way of expressing a scene that made you feel like you were there yourself.
You were so busy admiring him you didn’t even notice when he stopped reading. “Dear?” Escanor calls to you, resting the book on his lap. “Are you alright? I’m not boring you, am I?”
“No, no! I just--” You stumble over your words. Your hands are waving wildly in the air, hoping you convey your message better than your words can.
You sigh, annoyed, and get up from your seat. Confidently, you strut to Escanor and plop onto the space next to him. Your legs are thrown over his and your arms are around his neck.
You grin when Escanor’s face flushes. “You’re just really cute,” you gush. While you press scattered kisses on his face, Escanor’s heart is beating faster than ever.
His thoughts are chaotic--how much he doesn’t deserve you, how he’s glad that no one else is here, to how he could feel the lipstick you left behind--but no matter what he thought about, it was always about you.
𓆩♡𓆪
♡ In the end, it doesn’t matter which form he’s in, he’ll always love them.
♡ He just gets more embarrassed over it during the night.
♡ But don’t let that fool you! He will never deny you from showing your love.
𓆩♡𓆪
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Hello!
I was wondering if i could request nanatsu no taizai!
I would like to ask some hc about gowther realizing he loves reader please?
Thank you!
I read on the rules you watched until ep 23 and i have forgotten who appears until then, so please, if i mention a character you are not familiar with feel free to ignore this!
Thanks again!
DON'T WORRY, Gowther is actually my favorite and most certainly introduced. I'd love to get more requests for him!
-He felt a certain fondness towards you when meeting. He could exactly describe it, but it was like an aching feeling body had trouble producing.
-He felt the need to be kinder and more caring towards you. He felt the need to smile around you more, laugh at your humor. Things he hadn't really done before we're suddenly coming to light. Things that had a sense of familiarity.
-His face had softened and his voice got quieter. He felt like his body was experiencing an odd sensation, something he could only describe as a he felt light and heated.
-His face felt hot? His body was tingling? He didn't think it was a feeling of a crush, he thought he was sick. (Love sick)
-He, however, wanted you to talk care of him, but that just brought the feeling back, so he didn't ask for your attention.
-With having your mutual crush on him, but neither of you knowing, you visit him worried about his health.
-You start asking him how he's feeling and what his symptoms are. Once he starts describing his feelings and crush, you feel a, in the kindest words, heartbroken and betrayed in a relationship you were never in.
-You feel, jealous of this person. Who had caught the attention of such a pretty and seemingly emotionless boy.
-"Hey Gowther? By chance, could you tell me who is making you feel this way?" You ask with a slight bit of sadness and worry in your voice.
-"Oh, it's you."
-His blunt responses usually take people off guard. This one didn't really matter, you were shocked you would even cross his mind.
-It's a bit easier once you tell him he has a crush on you, which is a bit more awkward and difficult than what you think.
-You two eventually start dating not long afterwards. Most of the people in the tavern question what happened between you two that night. (And don't bother trying to explain, they don't believe you no matter what you say.)
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(Y/n), struggling to keep upright in their 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don’t really think heels are for me
Gowther, pointing at them and walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.
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Nanatsu No Taizai Masterlist
Characters included:
Meliodas
- So this is what falling in love feels like...
Pt. One, Two, Three, Four, Five (Finale)
Summary: Meliodas never knew what it means to love someone.. Maybe a goddess can show him how?
More Soon!
Ban
Soon!
King/Harlequin
Soon!
Gowther
Soon!
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︰✰ 𝐆𝐎𝐖𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐌.𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝙼𝚄𝙻𝚃𝙸-𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 !
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˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝙾𝙽𝙴-𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃𝚂 !
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˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 !
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˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 !
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MISCELLANEOUS MASTERLIST
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adrien agreste dating hcs!
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Artist partners! Who say you're their muse, that they love sketching you and painting you in their free time.
There's multiple canvases in their work space of you, looking as if you were something so delicate and like a Greek god.
Artists partners! Who asked you to come to their work space, as they were suffering from art block and you always seem to pull them out of it.
So there you were, laid on their couch, both of your holes stuffed with vibrators, strapped and handled by them as they increasingly turned it down just to turn it back up.
Your head was thrown back, with a vibrating ball gag in your mouth with drool seeping out the sides and dripping onto your bare chest. Completely bare for them.
Artists partners! Who are practically foaming at the mouth as they delicately paint you on the canvas, while touching themselves.
Artists partners! Who turn the vibrators in both holes off the second you were about to cum, leaving you a whining and crying mess, but can't vocally say anything due to the vibrating ball gag, which was making you jaw slack.
Artists partners! Who just chuckle at your whines. "I'm sorry my sweet, but I can't have you cumming, yeah? Not til I'm finished painting you. Once I'm finished, I'll let you cum as much as you want." They paused, "I'll even let you ride my thigh, hm? You'd love that, wouldn't you, dirty girl." They chuckled.
Artists partners! Who deemed you far from cumming now, and immediately turned both vibrators back on, one on low while the one in your ass one high.
The vibrators have your eyes rolling back from the slow and fast stimulation, whining and bucking your hips against the couch.
"tsk, sweet girl, have you learned nothing? Poor brain is all mushy." They laughed almost cruelly, turning the vibrators on high as they continued to paint you, then once again turned them both off right before you could cum.
Artists partners! Who have edged you at least 20 times in the hours while they painted you.
Artists partners! Who's smiled once they were finished, turning the canvas around to let you see the beautiful yet such lewd painting of you, while they turned both the vibrators on high, letting you cum.
"you're such a a pretty girl f'me, letting me paint you in such a way... Go on and cum lovely, look at the painting while you do, wanna watch you cum to the painting of you."
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Meliodas and Elizabeth's daughter hcs | Nanatsu no Taizai | Request
Request from: @the-letter-horror-lover
Warnings: mention of violence. TW: matches of violence.
You have this sunshine personality that all around you couldn’t do anything more than love it.
But it’s not all good words and smiles, if they push you to your limits, they will know your bad side.
You are the only one in the family that could cook without breaking the kitchen.
And as you grow older, with the weight of the curse of your mum, you wanted to help your dad because you had the same curse as him and you knew how bad he feels when another dead and reborn comes. So you usually help him cooking at the Boar Hat.
And, doing that, you pass time with Ban.
He is a nice guy, but failed some time ago underestimating your power.
Now he has a 10 cm scar on his abdomen.
Eventhough you have this demon side, you are always kind and loving with humans and protect them of whatever enemy that comes.
You are friends with all the other Sins.
They like you. You are like smart and kind as your mother, but just as strong as your father and you have the willpower of, well, both of them.
The nights that the Sins meet, you usually talk to Diane, she is so fun, you can’t help it.
I don’t know why, but I think Gowther talks about poetic stuff with you.
King lets you fly on his cushion and you normally fall asleep on it, so he just lets you there. He really can’t help but let you, you are too adorable sleeping.
Merlin doesn’t talk to you much, but you know you can always count on her. She demonstrates her affection more in a protective way.
But, yeah, when the others laugh along with things you did when child, she would laugh too.
But then, she’ll caress your shoulder a bit.
Hawk is like a little brother to you. Even if he is older, he is always making a mess, and you can’t help but make it with him.
And your father doesn't have the heart to tell you to clean it.
Your mother, by the way… Well, let’s just say sometimes you had to take the cloth for other things than tinny wastes.
But the truth is that they love you a lot. And each of them will protect you with their lives without a second thought.
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I guess that I have a request for you. The seven deadly sins yandere headcanons (same as someone else who requested it I guess) of the harmless yanderes of your choice including (I honestly don't care what you pick of the character of your choice) of how the yandere reacts when the darling sets some ground rules with the yandere and despite the darling knowing their obsessive behaviour and so on and knowing that they are a yandere and they honestly don't really care about that since the darling loves the yandere but the darling sets some rules like no threatening the family members or scaring them to death *not literally* and especially no kidnapping or punishments because the yandere can tell the darling if something bothers them or annoys them or anything of the sort..darling will listen and obey...especially not hurting the darling either because that will not make the darling love the yandere..it will make them hate the yandere.
So normally I would only post this later since it's a pretty new request and I got many older ones to do, but it's pretty much the only one I've managed to finish and I'm trying to get my update schedule somewhat back again.
To the request itself, love it! I had fun writing it! I chose some characters I have been itching to write for
Yandere Gowther with a darling who sets ground rules
Communication is important with him, especially before he regained his memories. Gowther is unsure of how to treat you exactly, his only guide being books and the other sins, which often aren’t that great help. Often times he even reads your thoughts, with no regards for your privacy, to understand what to do.
This guy wants you to be happy, even if he himself doesn’t understand why, so as soon as he notices your discomfort about something he backs off a bit, but not without asking for clarification. He will be quite blunt with this, surprising you each time and it is most likely one of those times that the opportunity presents itself to talk with him, the matter on your mind quite often these days and he quickly catches on, or rather, reads your thoughts about it. The doll might even beat you to it and ask you first, wanting you to explain what you want him to do and what not.
During the talk you will have to keep in mind that many of the concepts can be misleading, leading you to kind of hold a monologue in which you further elaborate the rules whenever he seems confused. Once you are done with that, be prepared to answer many questions, Gowther basically going over every point again to make sure he doesn’t misunderstand anything and even asking to give him examples. All in all he will be very attentive, trying his best to listen to what you say. As long as you clearly communicate with him there aren’t many issues as he follows those rules to the best to his abilities. He believes that most of them count as reasonable either way, so there will also be almost no discussions in which he refutes your arguments. No need to make you dislike him in any petty ways.
Sometimes when he is about to do one of the things you forbid him from he goes like ‘oh, right, can’t do that’ and simply moves on to find a different way to deal with the situation. If there are situations in which he is unsure whether or not they count as going against your rules he’ll just bluntly ask you before proceeding depending on your answer.
Once he regains his memories he’s a total sweetheart anyway, focusing on making sure you are comfortable and healthy. While he might have followed your words a bit blindly before, he now fully understands why you set them up and is glad that you did so.
Yandere Jericho with a darling who sets ground rules
Jericho has been trying to keep her feelings under control. She really is doing her best and she is somewhat grateful that she didn’t have to deal with them back when she was a lower ranked knight. Even though she doesn’t like to admit it, she was quite immature back then and would have felt entitled to her darling’s love while also being insecure about herself and her worth. It would have been a mess.
When you want to talk to her she doesn’t really think anything of it, at first. The two of you are happy together, sure, she might come of as a bit possessive but there really is no reason to worry. She slowly starts repeating that in her head as you start, reminding her of the times she might have gone overboard. Jericho feels heat rushing to her cheeks and she wants to defend herself, but you are not giving her any opportunity to talk and she does not wish to interrupt you, even though it gets increasingly harder.
As soon as you take a quick break she takes a deep breath, ready to justify herself when she stops in her tracks as you give her a smile, telling her that you love her regardless. She stares silently as you take her hand in yours before starting to splutter, unable to think clearly as she tries to make sense of your actions. Luckily you are quick to reveal your reasoning, explaining the rules you had thought of that you wished her to follow. Despite being flabbergasted she listens attentively, paying attention to each of your wishes. Once you are done she clearly deflates, relief washing over her that you hold no hard feelings against her. Had it been other circumstances she would have been embarrassed at how easily you were able to read her, but that doesn’t matters now. Though she does flinch a bit when you tell her that you would hate her for harming you. She understands where you are coming from, but she would never wish to hurt you and the though of you despising her... she decides not to dwell on that too much.
With a still somewhat nervous chuckle she will agree to each of your terms, finding them all reasonable. Had she not been aware of what her thoughts sometimes entail she would have been offended that you would feel the need to set these rules and so she only feels grateful that everything went by peacefully. Jericho feels less pressured to hide her emotions from then on, though she does not break any of the guidelines you gave her that day.
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seven deadly sins masterlist
What the Goddesses do in Their Free Time
His Best Friend
Ban and King- Modern Au
Gowther Coffee Shop Au
Orlandi, Nanashi, and Arthur Friendship Headcanons
Escanor High School AU
Monderi Headcanons
Helbram x King
Gowther x King
Gowther and King Sickness Headcanons
How the Sins Deal with a Hangover
King and Elizabeth Friendship Headcanons
Sins Found a Stray Bunny Headcanons
Merlin, King, and Gowther Pregnancy + Parenting
Meliodas Sickness Headcanons
The Seven Deadly Sins as Babies
Sick Nanashi Headcanons
How The Seven Deadly Sins Would React If Their S/O Was A Transmale And Had A Kid In A Previous Relationship
Sins Reaction to Sad Gowther
King, Diane, and Gowther With Hiccups
Zeldris Fluff
Galand on the Sins Side
Seven Deadly Sins Highschool AU
Gowther x Slader
The New Family Member
Drole x Gloxina
Nanashi with a Witch S/O
Sassy King and Gowther
Sins Working at a Fast Food Place
The Sins Reaction To COVID 19
Ban x Bookworm S/O
Sharing Session Part 1
Favorite Dog Breeds of the Sins + Elizabeth
Sharing Session Part 2: Angst Event Fic One
A Disease of Love: Angst Event Fic Two
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Root of Humanity- Commission Gowther x Fem Reader
A/N: This is a Gowther x fem reader fic I wrote for @mastershybeastyx they were wonderfully patient as I got used to my commission and GW load and their commission took me quite a bit longer than anticipated! But it was quite fun to work on!
CW: NSFW, breeding, getting interrupted ALOT, sexual tension, blow job, fem reader, cat hybrid reader, nicknames (referring to cats), heats, unsafe sex, fingering, cunnilingus, mentions of blood
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It all started with a rumbling nearby, something that made you certain that an earthquake or maybe some giants were on the way. Yet, it stopped nearly as soon as it started. You paused in your trek through town, hoping to head to the small shop to buy some salve for the abrasions on your face. Glancing over your shoulder you were uncertain if anything was going to appear over the horizon. Nothing did, and so with a frown of uncertainty, you continued about your day.
You didn’t learn until later that the Sins were in town. Meliodas and Elizabeth were who you met first, unsurprising since Meliodas was loud enough to draw endless attention to him and Elizabeth was tall and gorgeous. When Ban joined them, it was impossible to not stare. So, obviously you got caught in the act, and of course the sharp eyes of Ban noticed your slightly small differences, even though your ears and tails were carefully hidden under your cloak.
You withdrew as much as possible from his attention, you wanted to be invisible, this was a safe town. The people here didn’t necessarily like you, but they didn’t attack you like so many others. They didn’t drive you from their presence with sneers and raised weapons. You were treated like a demon, when honestly you were just cursed, or gifted depending on how you looked at things.
“Looks like we got a friend here, hm?” he chuckled, throwing long arm over your shoulder and drawing you against his side.
You winced and squirmed against his tight hold, trying to pull away, “H-hey! Is this a normal thing you do? Drag strangers around?”
He grinned brightly, and he sported the blush of alcohol about his cheek bones, “I do when they look like they might fit in with us, huh, kitty cat?”
You narrowed your eyes in annoyance and wariness, “I don’t know what you mean.”
Meliodas joined in next, his bright personality easily rounding out Ban’s sharp edges, “Don’t worry! We won’t hurt you.”
It was so simple to accept, because the way he said it, he meant it with every fiber of his being.
“Looks like someone has already though,” Ban hummed thoughtfully, and Elzabeth frowned down at the scrapes on your face.
“We can help with that back at the Boar Hat,” she said, her soft voice far more welcoming than even Meliodas’s. “Ban please give her some space.”
Ban pursed his lips but listened to the lithe woman with a grudging sigh. You happily extracted himself from under his arm and bounced farther away, still eying them with hesitancy. You weren’t someone who usually just went with people when they invited you somewhere, but then again you couldn’t remember when you were last invited anywhere by anyone.
“Look we will be around for a week or so, and will be set up over that hill,” Meliodas said pointing vaguely in the direction from where the shaking had come from earlier. “The Boar Hat has some of the best drinks and food around I can guarantee. And service of course. Come check us out.”
It was like a welcoming sales pitch, something bright and cheery that hid all the strength and danger you’d heard about this man. But still you nodded stiltedly, uncertain if you’d follow through. Though just the consideration seemed to placate the three of them. They wandered off with Meliodas seeming to be looking for something specific and Ban talking about supplies for the kitchen.
You slipped further into town down a smaller side street where the shop you were looking for sat, a cheery open sign welcoming its patrons. You walked in cautiously, hesitating for a moment with your hand cupping your bicep in anxiety.
“Welcome!”
The shopkeeper wandered out from the back of the store a second later and smiled, though it was hesitant when she saw your face.
“Hi, I was just wondering if you had some healing salve?” you asked.
“Sorry, we are all out, won’t have any in until the shipment next week,” she responded.
Your hands rubbed against themselves, worried about the slice along your cheek the most. Then the friendly hand Elizabeth had extended to you, promising to help your wounds, flashed through your memory and with a sigh you thanked the shopkeeper and slowly made your way to the hill. It was a long walk, one filled with people making their way through their morning routines. But you didn’t stop to try and say hello to anyone, your gaze stayed focused on the strange building slowly coming into view.
None of the three you had met in town were at the Boar Hat when you arrived. Instead, a giant stood in the way, eying you with suspicion which looked extremely out of place on her soft face. Diane, you assumed since you had heard of her exploits.
“Hello!” you called, your fingers once again twisting into a knot as you tried to keep yourself calm. “Elizabeth said I could come here to get treatment for my wounds? They don’t have any of the usual salve in town.”
You smiled sheepishly and you hoped it gave off a friendly air. Whether it did or not you weren’t sure since Diane’s facial expression only grew harsher.
“Hey Diane! What’s going on?” a young man’s voice asked, except it belonged to a boy.
Or perhaps this was King, so he was a fairy, and yes, he was young but far from a boy. He floated out of the Boar Hat to sit beside Diane on the edge of the slanted roof of the pub.
“This person says Elizabeth told her to come here,” the giant responded with a puffed pout to her cheeks.
King’s eyes tracked your face, hidden in the shadows of your hood though it was you still felt completely exposed. He pursed his lip, floating down on his giant green pillow and hopped down to take a step closer to you. What was with these people invading your space? You tried to shrink in on yourself, no matter how impossible it was.
“It does seem like something Elizabeth would do, well we aren’t open yet but feel free to wait here until the rest get back,” he said with a yawn.
“We-ell, if King thinks it’s ok,” Diane muttered thoughtfully, curling one of her pigtails around her fingers. “Come on in!”
Suddenly her defensiveness from before melted away into a welcoming grin and you just stared up at her dumbstruck. This entire day was just a bit odd, but you nodded meekly anyway and followed the fairy inside, stopping only for a moment to look back at the giant who stayed outside.
“Don’t worry, we’ll see each other again soon enough!” she giggled and waved.
You stepped hesitantly over the threshold to where King sleepily curled up on his pillow without a care, obviously unconcerned about your presence. Your gaze skipped around the room to land on a young man reading a book. He paused long enough to look up at you and tilted his head curiously. His pink hair and soft features made him almost feminine, and for a moment you questioned whether he actually was a woman.
“Oh? Who are you? I am Gowther, the Goat Sin of Lust,” he said, standing to strike some sort of pose that had you raising your brow before you broke out into a laugh. “What’s funny?”
He looked totally lost as his hand dropped and he studied you, your hood finally falling to expose your features as you tried to catch your breath. His gaze lingered on your ears, the way they twitched with each giggle. Immediately realizing you were exposed and under scrutiny, you drew your hood back over your head.
“Why are you hiding yourself?” he asked.
And all you could do was shake your head at how accepting and warm, though also odd, he was being after he saw your feline features. It had just been like when Ban noticed you. He didn’t even blink or twist his face in disgust, no instead he seemed drawn to you, curious about your appearance.
“M-most people don’t like how I look,” you said in a lame attempt to answer his question.
“People don’t understand anything different from them. But unlike me they don’t want to understand it either, instead they are just happy hating it. I don’t think there is any reason to hate how you look,” Gowther said, his voice steady and eyes never once leaving yours.
You blinked at him, surprised at his answer and felt a smile creep across your lips. He frowned as he walked to you as touched your face. You flinched away, surprised more than anything else.
“You are injured,” he muttered.
“Ah, that’s why I’m here, Elizabeth said there was salve here. There was none in town,” your glance shot to the side shamefully.
He turned to the kitchen and walked out of sight for a moment before he began to riffle through a drawer, offering no explanation in the process. You stood uncertainly in the middle of the room. Nervousness making you unable to sit and instead you tapped your clawed fingers against your thighs in hopes to relieve some of your tension.
Gowther reappeared a moment later, holding a small jar in his hands and turned to you with a tilt to his chin. He seemed confused as to why you were still standing.
“Sit down, I will apply the salve,” he said, once again his voice seemed to have an awkward robotic quality to it, no real inflections.
Yet even though he spoke in monotone and his face stayed expressionless he cradled your face gently when you sat in front of him. He brushed your hood back down, and though you stiffened, he merely focused on the abrasions on your skin.
His fingers were gentle, unbelievably so for someone who seemed so out of touch with his emotions, and his skin soft. Your eyes fluttered close even though you usually wouldn’t let your guard down in another’s presence, but it felt so good to have his cool fingertips spread the past over your wounds. You winced as he caught the edge of one that was particularly sensitive, and he hummed in surprise.
“Sorry,” he muttered though to be honest he didn’t sound all that apologetic.
You laughed at the total lack of empathy in his words and opened your eyes, your ears falling to the sides as you shot him a soft affectionate smile. He looked at you in confusion even as he continued his job of covering your injuries in the salve.
“You laugh a lot,” he said.
“Actually, I don’t usually,” you murmured, the smile still curving your lips. “Apparently just around you.”
He frowned slightly but seemed to accept my answer. Finally, his fingers pulled away from your face, and then he nodded slowly.
“There, that should be good,” his words were calm.
Just as he was drawing back Meliodas, Ban, and Elizabeth burst through the door. They were chattering lively with the two men holding bags of groceries. A pig came trotting down the stairs and froze when it saw you. You too stiffened at the added noise all of a sudden.
“Oh! I’m so glad you decided to join us!” Elizabeth said, immediately skipping to your side. “It looks like Gowther took care of your face. I’m glad.”
Her smile was welcoming, both wide and gentle, a mix you’d never seen on anyone else before. It made you feel safe despite the fact you barely knew the girl. You grinned back weakly; hopeful you were able to convey your appreciation.
“Ah, hi there, kitty cat,” Ban said, his smirk wide and eyes narrowed. “Will you be joining us for dinner?”
You glanced at everyone else, uncertain before Gowther said, “Apparently Ban’s food is good. You should eat with us.”
“I don’t know how I would repay you though. I don’t have a lot of money,” you squirmed as you revealed such sensitive information about yourself.
“You could always help waitressing!” Meliodas said brightly.
You blinked and nodded meekly, casting your gaze down to the floor, “Sure.”
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You didn’t realize back then saying yes to dinner and helping out in the bar for the night would lead to staying with the Seven Deadly Sins. You began to travel with them, becoming a welcome addition to their group. Even Diane and King had opened up to you and you had learned that the pig wasn’t just an ordinary pig but a talking one named Hawk.
You had yet to meet Merlin or Escanor, but you had only been with them for a month. You had taken to your waitressing job well, enjoying having a task to do and a schedule and people that you dared to call friends. Or at least allies. Lately at night you had found Gowther outside and slowly your relationship began to grow with the strange man. And it was becoming perhaps the most important relationship you would find among the strange members of the group.
It started last week; you were unable to sleep due to the unbearable heat of the night and so you found yourself wandering outside in hopes of finding cool air. You didn’t find that relief, but you did find Gowther, with his slim legs dangling over the edge of the Boar Hat’s balcony. He was completely engrossed by the book in front of him, and you were equally distracted by the softened edges of his face. For once he didn’t look completely emotionless, for once he looked relaxed. You hesitated to interrupt him.
“Are you going to join me?” he asked, not once lifting his eyes from the pages in front him, in fact he turned one.
“Oh!” you squeaked in surprise. “I didn’t realize you knew I was here. I’m sorry for disturbing you.”
“You aren’t,” he said bluntly, putting the book down on his lap and glancing loosely over his shoulder at you. “Would you like to know what I am reading?”
It wasn’t necessarily that you wanted to know what he was reading, but you wanted to know more about him. Ever since the first time you met him and he took care of the injuries on your face, treating you as if you were made of glass, you’d found your eyes wandering to him more and more. You wanted to know what happened beneath his blank mask. Being privy to his moment of happiness just a second ago felt both wrong and special.
Finally, you nodded, taking a seat beside him and letting the humid air of the night tickle your bare feet, “Yeah.”
Quietly, Gowther began to explain what he was reading and how much he had read, and then when you finally understood where he was in the book, he picked it up again, only to begin reading aloud. You felt warmth, a comfortable kind, curl about your chest as you listened to his calming voice tell you of a story of knights and kingdoms. It was something fantastical that you didn’t expect the Sin to read, but the fact that he was reading it just showed how multifaceted he was.
He managed to spin a colorful tale from the book even though his voice never once lifted from its monotone expression. It was almost hypnotic, pressing images into your brain that much easier. You closed your eyes, leaning back against your palms as you relaxed into his words and let the world he spoke of cradle you, until finally unconsciousness took its hold.
You didn’t wake until the next morning, realizing you were back in bed and uncertain if the moment the night before had even happened. You glanced to the side where Elizabeth usually was sprawled out in the other bed but there was no one, however sitting on the nightstand was the book from last night that Gowther had been reading from. Did he finish it after you’d fallen asleep?
There was a strange pit that grew in your stomach, growing from a seed of frustration that you’d let yourself drift off to unconsciousness and missed the end. Now all you wanted was to listen to him finish the story. You stroked the spine of the book pensively and stood to stretch and prepare for the day.
“Oh? Look who’s late to the rise. Almost giving King a run for his money,” Ban taunted from behind the counter when you made your way down the stairs.
The air smelled like breakfast, cooking ham and eggs mixed with the sweetness of some sort of fresh fruit. You licked your lips, rubbing a hand over your eagerly growling stomach. He smirked at you as he looked at you from around the corner and nodded to the pan in his hand.
“Want some breakfast?” he asked as he flipped whatever mix of foods were in the eggs.
“Please,” you murmured, your soft voice barely carrying in the room.
Your eyes slid throughout the pub, taking in Meliodas in one corner who seemed to be watching Elizabeth sweep the dust on the floors. Gowther was sitting at a table with a different book this time, propped in his hands. Diane in her small form was eating with Hawk while King still slept on his Chastiefol.
Gowther was the first to glance up after Ban, at the sound of your voice. His dull gaze took in your presence and then he smiled softly, the expression was gentle and comforting. Just like the presence he had become in your life. Diane and Elizabeth both were eager to greet you.
“Good morning!” Elizabeth said cheerfully and Diane nodded in agreement, her mouth full of food.
“Did you sleep well?” Meliodas asked. “You usually don’t sleep in.”
“It was a little warm last night,” you offered as an explanation, your eyes wandering once again over to Gowther who was smirking down at his book.
It’s like the night you two had shared was a secret. Something special you felt encouraged the friendship between you and the strange man.
The day slipped by normally, spending the day joking, smacking Meliodas when he got too fresh with Elizabeth, and trying to stop Ban from drinking too much. When the pub opened for a nearby town you went to work filling out orders and carrying meals to tables. But you noticed a slow ache was encroaching in your limbs, something that wasn’t going away, and you couldn’t place what it was from. Maybe from all the extra and consistent work?
Your tail curled around your thigh as contractions rippled through your abdomen and you nearly cried out. But instead, you pushed through it to serve the last customer you had filled out an order for and then excused yourself. Your stomach was aching, and you felt unbearably hot. Your body was nearly dripping in sweat.
You found yourself wandering outside to the edge of the Boar Hat’s porch for relief once again, the warmth of the summer night offering little more than a small breeze to cool you. You shivered as you wrapped your arms around yourself, even though you felt on fire it was like any cold felt thousands of degrees lower than it should be.
“Are you well?” a familiar voice called from behind you.
You looked over your shoulder to see Gowther and you smiled softly, your tail relaxing as your body calmed in his presence.
You nodded, “Yeah, I think so. Just might be getting sick.”
His head tilted curiously, “Why do you think that?”
“Achy, feverish, you know the typical stuff,” you said with a flippant wave of your hand.
“No, I don’t know. But I would like to,” he said, taking a seat on worn wood.
“Why would you want to know about illness?” you asked with a laugh.
“I’ve never been sick, it’s a new experience, and I would like to know more about you,” he responded like it was the most obvious answer in the world.
Though you knew he likely meant nothing by it, you had grown attached to the Goat Sin and your cheeks warmed at his words. Your stomach fluttered and you swallowed nervously, trying to find a reason to continue the conversation because now you were certain things were getting awkward with your silence.
“Did you finish that book you were reading the other night? The one you read to me?” you asked.
He smiled, it was a millimeter of a difference from his usual expression, but it was still existent, “No I did not. I will once you are done.”
He’d given it to you to finish reading on your own. Your ears flicked excitedly at the thought that this was your opening. You wanted to know Gowther better too.
“Perhaps you’d like to read the rest together again?” you offered, hopefully.
He nodded, “I would like that. Do you have to go back inside, or would you like to start now?”
You blinked in surprise but shook your head, “I am done. And I’d love to.”
There was an odd emotion that flashed across his face then, something you’d never seen the man express. Almost as if he was relieved while he dashed away to go grab the book. You settled more comfortably against the porch, resting against one of the pillars providing support. Trying to ignore the way you shivered.
The next thing you knew you heard footsteps across the creaking wood and felt something warm draped over your shoulders.
“You looked cold,” Gowther said.
You looked down and saw a blanket that you eagerly wrapped tighter around yourself. Just as you were curling up and preparing to enjoy his soothing voice, an ache rippled through your gut and an insistent warmth settled between your thighs. You could feel slick pooling in your underwear, and you let out a small moan. You needed to be filled, you needed something deep inside you, you shot Gowther a heated look where he was flipping through the book and muttering.
“Gowther,” you sighed.
“Yes?” he asked, looking up.
You watched his expression, saw the minute changes and the way his cheeks flushed slightly, uncharacteristically. Gowther licked his lips, swallowing hard enough you could hear it, and he gently placed the book down as he gave you his full attention. The force of his stare was enough to have your tail prickling and skin tingling. You needed him, he could help, you wanted him to help most of all. Your instincts took ahold with vicious talons and twisted you under their control.
“I need you,” you gasped, your breath leaving you as you admitted the very fact that had been growing in your heart since you’d met the Sin.
“Need me? Need my help?” he asked.
“I’m going into heat I-I think,” you stuttered over the words, hesitant and shy, glancing down at the ground as your lust mixed toxically with your embarrassment.
He frowned, “What can I do?”
You knew he understood what it meant; he had read enough books to know what that word meant. But you weren’t certain he understood the implications of you asking for his help. Though you no longer cared either, you needed him and only him, and as a painful twisting sensation rippled through your gut one more time, your ability to think rationally was becoming harder and harder to achieve.
“Fuck me,” you groaned, collapsing toward the ground only to feel lithe arms surround you and hold you up.
He inhaled sharply, a sound you didn’t think was possible from him. Gowther sounded surprised, taken aback, and when you looked up through heat clouded eyes at him, a definite flush of arousal had darkened his cheekbones. It wasn’t much, but it was more than you’d ever seen on him, his desires for you were very human in that moment as his lips dropped to yours instantaneously.
The kiss was sloppy, he guided you and it seemed as if you were both inexperienced, but it didn’t matter. His lips, his taste, were like cool water slipping down your overheated throat. You breathed his oxygen, and he swallowed your moans, his tongue licked into your mouth teasingly and your entire body shuddered in his firm grip.
Some dim part of you was aware you were outside, that there were patrons cheering and talking loudly in the Boar’s Hat, and yet you couldn’t care less. Gowther tasted like fresh strawberries and mint over ice water. It was perfection and your nails curled so tightly in his shirt that their sharp edges pierced the cloth.
He heard the rip and broke off from your mouth, looking down at the damage with a lightly quirked brow. You panted and your fingers curled tighter, tearing longer gashes into his shirt as your tail wrapped around his waist.
“Please,” you breathed against his skin, your lips just hovering above his collarbone.
He let out a choked back groan, a sound neither of you expected and he seemed just as surprised as you. His fingers gripped the back of your neck, while his other hand wrapped around your hips held the flesh tightly on one side to keep you still. He dove back down to claim your mouth again and again, altering angles as if he couldn’t find one that could let him indulge deep enough.
The touch on your neck left to trail down to cup the side of your breast, thumbing the bead of your nipple. You arced closer to the touch, trying to encourage it to increase, to press harder. Your nails dug deeper into his clothes until finally they pricked at his pale flesh and his breath hissed tightly against your lips. He pulled back long enough to nip your lips and suck on your tongue. You trembled in his hungry grasp, and he plunged demandingly back into your mouth over and over until you were nothing but a limp puddle in his hands.
Then the creak of the door behind you alerted the two of you to someone approaching. There was a gasp and a squeak, and you spun around to see King hiding his face and a blush that rivaled the heat you could feel on your own expression, rising up from his chest and running all the way to his forehead.
“Oh god, I’m so sorry,” he babbled, followed by several more mumbled apologies as he zoomed back into the pub.
You looked back Gowther with surprise written on your face, you desire which had been at a full bonfire just a minute earlier was now a quiet smolder. Slowly it faded further until you questioned if it was ever really there. You hesitated before your eyes drifted down to the tattered shirt decorating his torso and blinked in surprise.
“Oh… um… I need to go back,” you managed to gasp out before rushing inside yourself, hoping that your nervous twitches wouldn’t be noticed.
You glanced back over your shoulder just before the door closed and saw Gowther press a finger to his lips and a look of wonder cross his face. A look you’d seen him make when he was trying to understand something.
The next few days you avoided Gowther as much as possible, unsure how to bring up the situation in a conversation or wondering if you were supposed to bring it up at all. Instead, you opted to ignore the problem and it was easy enough since the Goat Sin seemed to be away visiting Merlin.
The heat you thought had been coming on seemed to have calmed down and you were unsure it had even happened. If it hadn’t been for the vivid memories still playing in your head, the knowledge that you had his skin under your claws for just a minute and his tongue in your mouth for quite a few, you would have been able to brush it all off as a dream. It was hard to breathe sometimes when you recalled his touch on you and then you could almost feel the phantom of the heat simmering low in your gut once again.
You were busy wiping down the tables when Gowther walked back in and just his scent, the smell of strawberry candy and freshly cleaned sheets, was enough to cause your tail to curl up behind you and bristle. You scrubbed a little harder at a stubborn stain on the grain, only to realize it was a mark that had soaked into the wood directly and wasn’t about to come up. You swallowed, keeping your head down as you went to wash another table in hopes he wouldn’t notice you.
“Good afternoon,” Gowther said with a gentle call of your name.
You froze under his gaze as you turned and looked slightly at him. Your eyes were dropped toward the side, refusing to meet his directly. You could feel the bottom of your stomach warm, and your cheeks twitched into a hesitant smile.
“Hi,” you offered shyly.
No one else was downstairs currently, and you knew from the way your body was reacting you were already flirting with a dangerous situation. Still once you looked at him fully you couldn’t turn away from him.
“Gowther we need to talk later,” you said.
He stares at you, seeming not to be aware of what you mean. He didn’t seem to understand why nor how serious it was. But with that confused and blank face he nodded innocently, completely unaware of how your stomach squirmed for him nor how the heat slowly collected between your thighs.
“Tonight?” he asked.
You knew he meant at your usual place on the rim of the roof, where you would read books together and you’d fall asleep to the sound of his soft voice. You nodded and turned away from him, wrapping your tail tight around your waist in hopes of giving yourself some sort of comfort. He made a small sound of curiosity before you heard him walk up the staircase to the rooms that only seemed to somehow be slowly growing.
The pub was unusually quiet that day with the Sins having their own things to do and traveling seeming to be on everyone’s minds. The rocking of Mama Hawk kept your thoughts stable as you focused on keeping your balance while working on organizing the kitchen. Before you knew it, evening was falling, and dinner was being served by a whistling Ban. However, your stomach turned away from the thought of eating and you pushed your plate far away from yourself in hopes that the smell would dissipate.
Your heat was coming back with Gowther’s scent so close by, lingering in the rooms, and your desire to feed yourself was waning. Instead, you wanted nothing more than to be stuffed full of his cock. You squirmed on a chair as Ban and Elizabeth, both sent you curious looks while King resolutely ignored your distress and instead focused on Diane, even though his ears were pinking and you were certain it wasn’t because of the discussion about the fight that happened in the last town.
Your ears flattened against your skull and tail curled around the leg of the chair as you felt your abdomen contract in desperation when Gowther practically floated down the stairs and walked lightly behind you until he perched on the chair just a table beyond. You ached so desperately for him, and you knew he had no idea what his mere presence was doing to you.
“You okay, little cat?” Ban’s deep voice asked, and you looked up at him with wide eyes.
“Yeah, stomach is just a bit off tonight,” you murmur apologetically, one of your ears flicking nervously.
Elizabeth immediately jumped onto the possibility that you might be getting sick. Her eyes turned to Ban, widening even more and she pouted.
“Do you think you can make some soup for her?” she asks.
You shake your head, “I don’t need that Elizabeth, I just need a break for tonight. Some rest.”
“If you’re sure,” she mumbles and looks at you in concern.
“I think I’m going to go up to bed, actually,” you say with a gentle bow of your head.
The others sent you a cheery good night, but Elizabeth looked worried, and Ban looked almost suspicious when his eyes landed on your flushed cheeks. You could feel the weight of Gowther’s stare following you to the steps and you breathed a sigh of relief when you finally closed the door to your room behind your back.
You sank down against the cool wood, letting it soothe your growing fever from your increasing heat symptoms. Immediately your fingers dove down into your pants to reduce the ache between your thighs. Your body seized under the touch of your pads and your legs fell open for easier access.
Slowly you collected your own slick and worked it over your swollen flesh, sighing slightly at the calming sensation that took over your eager libido. It was like soothing water trickled down your nerves, even as you twitched every time you flicked over your needy little clit. The memory of those amber eyes that were usually so curious but lacking emotion, and instead shifted with heat and excitement in your mind. The way they had when he kissed you, when the flames of passion had been licking at his skin just like yours.
Your sighs turned to choked off moans as you grew closer to your peak. The Gowther in your mind’s eye kissed down your body until his lips hovered over where you touched yourself. It’s as if he were waiting for you to tell him what to do.
What do you need? His eyes asked. But you couldn’t tell him, if you spoke, they’d find out.
The sound of footsteps were coming up the stairs so you grew quieter even though your fingers moved faster. It was likely just someone else going to their room anyway, they wouldn’t bother you. That’s what you told yourself while you continued to rush towards the edge.
Then through your ecstatic state, you heard a knock at the door, soft and familiar. You knew what was coming next, he never waited for you to say it was ok for him to come in. Instead… the door opened, and you fell backward with it. Within seconds you were scrambling up, your hand having retreated from your pants.
You blinked at Gowther with wide eyes and flattened, embarrassed ears. He returned the look only instead of shame he merely seemed confused. Then his amber gaze drifted down to where your fingers still shone with your slick and you saw him swallow hard.
He walked into the room, closing the door behind him and he knelt down before you, “Did you still need my help?”
He asked it so innocently even though it sent your insides aflame. You nodded silently, your eyes darting to the side in hopes of avoiding the disappointment you expected to see in his. But instead, he caught your chin and kissed the breath from you within seconds, with deep plunging swirls of his tongue and greedy pulls of his lips.
He grabbed your dirtied hand and brought it to his lips, staring at it curiously until his nostrils flared and he inhaled eagerly. The pink of his tongue darted out as Gowther licked you slowly, from one knuckle to the next. Cleaning you thoroughly as if the flavor of your arousal was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted.
The throbbing in your cunt that had finally relaxed seemed to come back full force and you whimpered under his attentions. Gowther pushed closer to you, tilting your chin up as he leaned over you and kissed your lips. The press of his lips turned demanding soon enough, so much so that you could taste yourself swirling on his tongue.
Then the door, which was still unlocked, burst open to reveal Ban holding a steaming bowl of what your addled brain provided as soup once you and Gowther nearly leaped apart. Ban stood there silently for a moment before a sly and sharp smile crept across his face.
“Sorry for interruptin’,” he muttered and with that he turned around and the door shut firmly behind him.
You looked at Gowther with wide eyes, taking in the slight flush of arousal on his cheeks and the barely controlled lust burning in his amber gaze. It was so rare to see him like this, so emotional. Your hand touched his cheek, stroking across the pink staining his skin before he cleared his throat, seeming uncomfortable with his own state.
“I’m sorry. We will talk later tonight still, right? I will make sure to have myself more under control by then,” he stood and without even giving you a chance to grab a hold of your confused tongue and ask him to stay, he left out the door.
You sat on the floor for several minutes, your body still burning from his touch. You could still feel the ghost of his lips and tongue gliding across yours and the way he hovered over you perfuming the air with his scent. With a sigh you moved to the door and opened it once to look down the hall, only to see the still warm soup sitting on the floor off to the side of the entrance.
With a smile of appreciation, you scooped up the food and made it back into your bedroom. You managed to eat some before taking a small nap despite how uncomfortable your pussy had become again. It wasn’t until the stars were glittering in the ebony of the night sky that you woke again. It was some time until you realized you needed to go talk to Gowther.
While you slept Gowther made his way downstairs after gathering his composure. For some reason that face you made when you said you needed him made him crave you just as bad. More so than he had ever wanted anyone before. Even Nadja.
However, there were certain things that reminded him of Nadja when it came to your actions. Your kindness and gentle nature, your intense generosity when it came to the Sins and anyone you were comfortable with. But he didn’t see you necessarily as a replacement for her. No, he wanted you more than he’d ever even thought of her.
He had known you very little but the time you spent alone together had become strangely irreplaceable to him. He wondered if this was what people called love. Or was it something more? His feelings toward you were growing stronger even if he couldn’t quite understand them.
Gowther was so lost in his own thoughts of trying to sort out his own emotions that he didn’t notice Ban’s arm appear from the bottom of the stairs to snatch him in its grip. He immediately looked up in surprise to see the sly smirk the taller man sent him.
“So, you and our little kitty cat?” Ban asked, innuendo dripped from his words, but Gowther couldn’t grasp what he was implying.
“What do you mean?” he responded.
The Fox Sin sighed in irritation, but King seemed to zero in on their conversation.
“Did you walk in on them too?!” he cried, his face flushing red at the memories that were likely playing in his head. “God you guys need to learn how to lock doors.”
Gowther looked up and Ban laughed boisterously, “They’ve done this before? Ooh I didn’t think you were such a dog!”
He grinned like the predator he was named after at the man caught in his grip. The other sins were all leaning in on the conversation now.
“What happened?” Meliodias piped up, obviously sensing the perversion dripping in the air.
“Saw Gowther here mackin’ on our little cat upstairs. Looked about ready to dive between her legs any second,” Ban chuckled.
“Oh! Ban gross!” Diane admonished. “Couldn’t you be a little less crude?!”
“If the situation called for it,” he responded with a lax shrug.
Gowther was completely lost, and he currently wished he could understand what was going on. The itching of his fingers and the desire to use his powers came to him strongly but instead he glanced to the door where he could escape to the outside. He knew his friends didn’t like it when he read their minds.
“So-o?” Meliodas practically sang.
Gowther turned his attention to his captain, “So?”
The parroting of the word seemed to make his confusion more obvious than his expression or lack thereof had. Ban sighed again, and Diane shook her head.
“Do you like her?” Meliodas asked.
“Like?” Gowther copied again, tilting his head and considering the word.
“The way I like Elizabeth,” Meliodas motioned to the princess, and she flushed before twitching on the spot.
“Meliodas,” she softly reprimanded.
He grinned at her before stroking down her thigh and causing her spine to straighten. Diane reached across to smack the back of her Captain’s head. Things were getting out of hand and Gowther still didn’t understand what was being discussed. Was it love? Affection? Lust?
Did he feel all of those things for you? He wasn’t sure, it was hard to understand his own emotions. Lust seemed most likely to be what he was feeling.
“You mean lust?” he said bluntly.
Diane nearly had a fit, “That’s not all there is it to it! Is that all you feel for her?”
“Hm, I do not quite know what it is I feel for her,” Gowther admitted. “I want to touch her and kiss her. But… there is more?”
He tilted his head in his usual confused way. The others looked at each other, exchanging expressions that were sympathetic for the Goat Sin. He may not have known how he felt but the others had a good idea, though they weren’t quite sure how deep his feelings went.
“Perhaps you need to take her on a date?” Elizabeth offered.
“No, he needs to show he’s interested before asking that,” King said shaking his head.
“How about flowers?” Diane asked. “All girls love flowers.”
Gowther looked at them with a raised brow. For once he couldn’t keep up. All this talk of dates and gifts, loving someone or not, he barely knew what was going on inside himself let alone trying to figure out whether he wanted, what was it people called it? A relationship?
He just shook his head and walked past the other sins toward the door outside. This was a discussion for him to have with you, not with anyone else. That’s what others did right? That’s what felt right at least.
“I need to think but mostly I need to talk to her about it. It involves us, not you,” for once his voice was firm and he let the door close shut tightly, cutting off the suffocating atmosphere from inside.
The night air enveloped him in a mixture of cool and humidity, the scent of an oncoming storm rode the light breeze, and he wondered if it would break the slightly hotter daytime temperatures they were getting. Pulling a book from the pocket of his jacket, Gowther leapt up onto the balcony of the Boar’s Hat upper level and he rested against the outer wall as he began to read.
You wandered down the stairs with a yawn stretching your jaw and your hand swiping across your teary eyes. The nap had felt good, and your heat symptoms were currently at a gentle simmer, something calm enough you could ignore them for now. You wondered if that was because you couldn’t smell Gowther in the immediate vicinity.
Once you could focus your bleary eyes, you glanced around the lower levels, where most of the team sat scattered around barely functional due to what looked like some sort of drinking game. They were louder than usual and even Elizabeth seemed to have lost her usual decorum to some extent. You couldn’t see the shock of magenta hair anywhere and guessed he must already be waiting on the lip of the roof for you.
You slowly began to creep toward the door in hopes you wouldn’t draw attention to yourself. Mostly you wanted to avoid any awkwardness that might crop up from earlier. However, that was not to be since Ban immediately zeroed in on your presence and wolf whistled as he saw you tip toeing to where he knew the goat sin had run off too.
“Go get it!” he yelled far louder than was necessary and you felt embarrassment sink deep into your bones.
The night was calm and soothing, but when your nose twitched, and you inhaled, you could smell a storm on the horizon with a touch of staticky ozone lingering in the air. It promised to be a big one. For now, though, you were safe, and could enjoy the gentle breeze brushing across your skin and reducing the constant fever you seemed to be running lately.
You grabbed the lip of the roof only to feel a cool and soft hand grab the back of your wrist and hoist you up. You stared at Gowther in surprise to see him sitting there, with an open book spread beside him, seeming to be waiting for you.
“Y’know, I knew you’d be here but… I can’t seem to get used to you anymore,” you admitted softly.
He frowned and you thought you saw a tiny flash of hurt in his expression, “What do you mean?”
“I don’t mean it like that,” you say softly, shaking your head, hopeful to relax him. “I meant that I’m so aware of you now. And only you. My body needs you; I need you. I want you and only you. But… I’m not sure if it’s just because of my hormones or not.”
You looked down at the wood you knelt on and clenched your hands on your knees.
“I will help you; I want to help you. More than anyone I’ve ever known; I want to know you. Understand you,” he hesitated and for the first time since you’d met Gowther he looked uncertain. “I’m not sure that makes sense.”
“It does for you,” you laughed shakily, a sound that relaxed some of the tension that had been rising.
“We can do this without any deeper meaning until your… heat?... passes,” he promised.
Something twinged in your chest, unhappy with that result, but you also knew it was the most logical choice. You nodded and smiled at him, he brushed a thumb against your cheek, and you looked at his delicate features with affection. Your ears flicked and his fingers moved up to touch the soft fur gently.
Your eyes closed and a soft purr rolled up your throat. You heard a soft huff and cracked open one of your eyes and saw that Gowther had a gentle smile on his face, it was small just like all his expressions, but it looked like he was about to laugh. You leaned into his petting for a moment, until you felt the fire grow and lick violently up your spine again. It coiled in your stomach and begged, tugging at your clit until it pulsed with need.
“Gowther,” you breathed.
Your thighs clenched and a flash of pride grew in his eyes as he watched you struggle in his presence. You rocked against the air, your tail thrashing behind you but he ignored the spot you ached for him most. Instead, he tugged your ear lightly to drag your mouth to his, continuing where you left off in the room.
His tongue rolled across yours and you sucked it desperately, wishing it was his cock instead. As if reading your mind, which you aren’t totally sure he hadn’t, Gowther broke away from you to stand and work his pants open.
He pulled his erection out, pale and flushed, long and curved in a way that made your walls clench because you knew it would hit just right. Your mouth watered as you kneeled before him and he stood in front of you. He stroked across the soft skin of his cock, once, twice, gathering the pearling precum at the tip to work it down the sides.
You leaned forward barely noticing the way the rough wood dug into your knees. Instead, your tongue popped out, and you lapped at the head. Instantaneously, as the salty and sweet flavor of his pre splashed across your taste buds, your body nearly screamed with the amount of heat that consumed it. The sheer desire was suffocating, you needed him inside you, stuffing you full and breeding you. Your tail curled tight around your waist in hopes of controlling yourself a bit more, in hopes to bring you both a little more pleasure before you lost your mind completely.
His hand cupped your skull and guided you forward, encouraging you to open your mouth so he could slide along your tongue and down your throat. The heady weight of him resting there made you delirious, you could smell the musky scent of his desire and the sharp scent of crushed mint. It was so good as he slid back and forth, slowly and methodically, testing the primal desire that he’d never experienced before.
You looked up underneath your lashes at him and saw his cheeks flushed a deep pink, almost matching his hair and his jaw dropped open to let out soft pants of air. Your jaw was stretched uncomfortably, in a way that kept you focused on how wide he’d split you when he fucked you. The curve of his dick touched the softness of the beginning of your throat, making you gag every now and then around him.
Slowly drool began to accumulate along his length and down your chin. He tasted so good, a mix of salt and like the white part of a strawberry, just a bit sweet and sour. Your lids fluttered and he groaned, causing them to fly open again as you noticed his head tilt lazily on his shoulder. His hips picked up speed until he barely left you time to draw in air. You weren’t sure you cared though.
You gagged more, the sounds turned sloppier and Gowther’s hips were pushing harder against your nose and chin. Then both of you heard steps as they made their way out onto the deck. Your eyes widened but Gowther didn’t seem to have any mind to stop.
Yet, right as you thought maybe the person had gone inside or maybe Gowther was going to cum and it wouldn’t matter, despite the fact your pussy desperately wanted him to cum inside it and only it, Diane’s head popped up over the side with a sly smile. It seemed as if she had intended to catch the two of you doing something and cause embarrassment again but from the look on her face, she got far more of an eyeful than she intended.
“Oh my god!” she screamed and leapt over the rim of the roof to where we stood.
Gowther immediately let go, and for a moment you were hypnotized by the way your drool mixed with his precum and dripped off his dick. Diane’s hand came down within seconds of Gowther getting his brain back under control and smacked his cheek so hard that it reddened instantaneously.
You on the other hand were trying to wipe your chin clean and pull the hood of your jacket back up to hide your embarrassment.
“What the hell are you doing!?” Diane yelled at Gowther, as if you hadn’t been a willing participant.
You watched in surprise as chaos ensued and Gowther stared at her with his erection slowly softening. Your entire body cried in despair, and you found yourself almost reaching out to help him find pleasure again. He tucked himself away again though and faced Diane with a bland expression.
“Helping her. She asked me to,” he said.
That did not go over well. After the second crack of her skin against his, you stepped in.
“Please Diane,” you held your hand out in a placating gesture, scrambling forward on all fours. “Stop. He’s right. I was a willing participant.”
For a moment Diane seemed to freeze, confused, and then her face flushed impossibly darker, she screeched in embarrassment, muttered some form of apology, and dove back to ground. The mood had been officially broken despite the way your body still throbbed with need. You were still on your knees and Gowther looked at you but something in his eyes was very different. There was a glow, no matter how small, that had never been there before. A look that dare you say, seemed like affection.
You trembled under his stare, uncertain where this was going, and he opened his mouth before squinting his eyes and for a moment looking uncertain. He offered you that tiny expression you recognized as a smile, and he pulled you up to stand next to him.
“Let’s find somewhere private,” he whispered.
You shivered when his cool breath touched the canal of your ear, but you nodded all the same. Yeah, you wanted to be with him, desperately. So, you allowed him to urge you down off the roof and further away from the Boar’s Hat.
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Meliodas was leaning back on two legs of the chair he sat on. He contemplated the ceiling as he occasionally took deep drinks from his cup. Diane burst into the pub, and even that didn’t disrupt his deep thoughts as he stared at the shapes the wood grain made.
“Dia-ane, what’s wrong?!” King asked and Meliodas finally turned his head to look over at where the two of them and his Elizabeth stood.
“God, I walked in on them,” Diane said, her voice trembling and her face bright red as she hid it behind her hands. “She-she was on her knees…”
King immediately broke in to stop her words, “Woah, woah, no need to be descriptive!”
The giantess nodded, seeming thankful she didn’t need to explain anymore. Meliodas sighed.
“They need to get this out of their systems,” he said bluntly.
Ban laughed, nearly spitting beer, “Perhaps we should avoid goin’ out. Since they haven’t come back.”
“That’s it! Everyone stays inside for the night!” Meliodas agreed.
“Why?” Elizabeth asked.
“No need to worry,” Meliodas responded, stroking the curve of her ass.
Elizabeth stiffened in surprise and Hawk butted against his chair hard enough to make him topple over. Meliodas sent him a glare even as the pig chattered on about being inappropriate. Drowning out the farm animal by focusing on dragging his chair back upright and taking another swig of his ale, he wished the two of his team outside luck as they found their way to each other.
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The moon glowed above you, hanging with a pregnant fullness in the dark of the sky. Stars twinkled in between the oncoming clouds and though you both knew a storm was on its way neither of you worried, too tangled up in each other. Gowther’s lips stroked across yours, needy and demanding, as he nipped yours open and then rolled his tongue past your teeth. He claimed your mouth over and over, hunger roiling through you both and eventually it boiled over in you until your tail was rising over your hips and bristling.
Your groin burned, aching for his cock, something you’d been denied over and over again. You rocked against nothing but the growing breeze and the fabric between your legs and slick gathered at the apex of your thighs. Your cunt grew hot, unbearably so and you were mewling into his mouth, your fangs pricking at his lips as your claws sank into the cloth of his shirt once again.
You pulled back long enough to breathe in deeper, seeing in the glow of the moon droplets of blood left behind on Gowther’s lips. He seemed unconcerned as he swiped his tongue across them and then wrapped his hand back around you, drawing you in for a deeper kiss until you felt like he was scooping the air from your lungs with his tongue.
He worked your jacket and shirt off your body until you were forced to part by the cloth. But as soon as it was gone, he was back, feasting from your mouth and swallowing every sound you made. You shuddered in his tight grasp and his fingers worked over your curves gently, cupping your breast until you shifted and tried to get him to touch the sensitive peaks of your nipples. And when his thumb finally brushed over them you cried out, breaking from his mouth and nearly twisting in his grasp.
His hand around your back, worked up your spine to grip around your neck, controlling every movement you made. You sighed, your nails sinking into his chest until finally you were able to rip apart his shirt enough that it was time to discard it. He dropped it from his body like the ruined top wasn’t any real loss, and maybe it wasn’t, your touch, his touch, was too addictive to really care about the destruction of some cotton.
Every time you parted from each other’s lips there was a small string of spit connecting you together, and the sheen of saliva painted your mouths. There were smacks of wet flesh and the kisses grew deeper and messier. It was so good that you were growing lightheaded and eventually you stumbled, only to be caught by Gowther’s wiry arms.
He held you up, eyes searching your face until he finally seemed happy with your condition and led you to the forest floor. A cushion of moss and soft clover held your body. As you crushed it beneath your skin it smelled like fresh grass and that warm pollen scent.
You inhaled but it wasn’t long before Gowther pulled you back to him, with a murmur of, “Pay attention to me.”
His lips found your jaw, the beginning of your neck, fluttered down your collar bone and right above the swells of your chest. He showered your skin with gentle kisses, only to follow behind with scrapes of his teeth and sharp nips, and then soothe the ache with a light lick. It was too much; your fingers were digging into the greenery beneath you. Your body arched and head rocked from side to side. It was so euphoric.
His fingers danced down your body, bringing goosebumps to the surface the closer he got to your waist. Your hips lifted, encouraging him to where the fire of your heat had settled, where your cunt cried out for him. You were tired of waiting. He seemed to understand, or perhaps he was just growing impatient too, because his soft lips latched around one of your nipples, causing you to cry out while his nimble fingers worked open your zipper.
You were rocking against the air, nothing providing you friction and desperation had grabbed ahold of you. When he switched to your neglected nipple electricity shot through you, making you bow and your tail puff out.
“Hurry!” you exclaimed, trying to control yourself and not grab his head and force him harder into your breast. “I can’t t-take it.”
You shuddered violently and his chuckle was `muffled again the soft flesh of your chest. His teeth were sharp against your sensitive nub as he bit down, you trembled, uncertain whether you wanted to move away or beg for more. Your body seemed to be toeing the line between greedy for any sensation and yet overstimulated.
You whined finally before your body twisted out of the grip of his cuspids only encouraging his hands to work your pants and underclothes off your legs. Cool air kissed your slick covered pussy and you nearly cried out when Gowther dropped butterfly kisses over your silken skin, slipping lower and lower until he hovered over your pelvis.
“Ready?” he asked.
Though he didn’t wait for your slow mind to come forward with an answer. Your brain was too burnt out on pleasure to comprehend his words and pull-out comprehensible words. Instead, he slipped your naked legs over his shoulders in a position he seemed too comfortable with for never having done it before.
Your cunt was spread wide for him, dripping arousal as your walls clenched needily around nothing. Before he dove down with the flat of his tongue, he licked you from entrance to pulsating clit. You squirmed in his grip, even as his arms tightened impossibly around you. Making you so much more aware that he was much stronger than his delicate features let on.
“Gowther,” you breathed, your hips rising as much as they could to seek out his touch. “Please?”
You beseeched him as your fingers tangled in his magenta hair, tugging hard to encourage his tongue to flick faster against your sensitive flesh. His tongue and lips focused on your clit, rolling against it until you were shaking and then all of sudden he was backing off. You watched as one of his arms released one of your thighs. He stared at you in a way that told you to stay still. But how could you do that when his lips were back around you and his finger was pushing into your aching heat.
You twisted, your free hip rising more than your pinned one, unable to follow his silent command and his finger probed inside you. He didn’t know what he was doing at first, you could tell from the way he seemed to be searching for something that brought a reaction out of you. But then his finger brushed lightly against the wall of your inner pelvis, and you groaned lowly. Your entire body nearly shot out of his grasp and he was caught by surprise.
His eyes widened from between your legs and then he purposefully did the same motion, a little harder and that spot, that action, had stars bursting in your vision. They dotted the canopy and you gasped.
“Oh g-god, more,” you stuttered, trying to follow the movements futilely.
“Stay still,” he demanded, and the vibration of his voice reverberated against your over sensitized skin.
You tried to shift away from him but instead Gowther held you still, a flash of hunger and impatience lighting up his usually dull eyes. He nipped at the sodden skin just on the outside of your pussy. You yelped and flinched, nodding in agreement to his words finally. Then he went back to feasting on your slick until finally he began to feel a change in your walls and hear the shift in your moans.
“Wait,” you pushed at his head, your voice trembling as you tried desperately to free yourself from his touch. “Wait, I-I’m gonna— fuck—gonna cum.”
A smile, the widest one you’d ever seen on his face, curled his lips. He increased his movement, his tongue spelled words across your vulnerable nub and his fingers curled, pressing harsh and tight against that spot that had you crying out until your voice began to crack. You could barely catch your breath and your ear muscles were aching from the way they strained and twitched.
Finally, every tensing muscle in your body snapped and then relaxed as you groaned gutturally. Your orgasm washed over you, sending your nerves tingling and hips rutting shamelessly against Gowther’s beautiful face. He encouraged it though. His fingers withdrew but his tongue continued to pulse against your vulnerable clit until you finally yanked at his hair.
“Stop! I don’t want that,” you murmured, and he looked at you confused. “I want you. I want to be filled with you finally.”
He groaned his appreciation, “Yes, of course.”
He pushed his pants down until they settled at his mid-thigh, exposing his cock to your eyes again, that pretty pink tip was sticky with his precum already. He bit his lip as he gripped himself at the base, paused for a moment as if considering something and then leaned back on his haunches and lifted one of your legs over his elbow. The position spread you wide for him and you couldn’t help the flush of embarrassment that rushed through you. That didn’t stop either of you though when he pressed forward, and you gasped at the pressure he caused.
It felt like you were being split apart, he’d prepared you so well but still he was so much to take. He’d looked slender and beautiful, something that should be easy to take in your heated state, but he wasn’t. He stopped to rest on his hand when he was pressed halfway into you, his glasses glinted, and his eyes nearly rolled as you clenched down on him.
“Relax,” he hissed, his hips jumping forward half an inch causing you both to groan.
“I’m trying,” you swore.
“Let me in, kitten,” he breathed, using a nickname he never intended.
But it was like opening the gates, you gasped, and your body relaxed for him, letting him push pelvis to pelvis with you. There was a sweet ache in your loins, but it was so good. That mild pain was adding insurmountable pleasure as he rocked back, the slide easier than expected thanks to the slick that now lined his cock.
“Good girl,” he purred as he leaned further back, arching your spine for him and then rolling his hips in a quick and perfected rhythm.
It was euphoric, hitting you in all the right spots, dragging in the best ways, to where you couldn’t catch your breath. Were you drowning? Were you even alive anymore? Wasn’t death supposed to be painful? Each lucky inhale was sharp agony in your oxygen deprived lungs. But with the way Gowther was looking at you, like you had made him into a ravenous beast, you couldn’t find yourself caring.
Your pelvis was rising to meet his, and he was not only shifting his hips in that perfect way with each fuck forward but when he slipped toward you, he ground against you for a few seconds. It caused the soft curls at the base of his dick to rub your clit tantalizingly.
“Fuck,” Gowther spat, and if you weren’t in the throes of ecstasy, you would have been surprised.
Gowther didn’t cuss but your cunt twitching around him brought something out of him. It was bestial, greedy, he wanted to fill you over and over until you were dripping with his cum. Until he had to stuff his fingers into you so it would stay plugged inside. Because that’s what he wanted. He wanted it in you, he wanted to breed you.
“I want to fuck you full,” he snarled, baring his teeth in an animalistic snarl. “I want to breed you, kitten.”
Your body seized upward excitement causing your cunt to clench and muscles to spasm, “Yes.”
You wanted it, you wanted it so badly. You wanted to pull more of this darkness and greed out of your lustful Sin. Your hands wound their way around his thighs, the only part of him that you could touch. You claws scrabbled at the leather hide of his pants. Desperation in your every movement for more that he could give you. He leaned over you finally, finally giving you something to hold onto better.
Immediately your claws sank into his shoulders, and he groaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure. His lips crashed against yours as his movements grew wilder and he swallowed your every sound, fed you his oxygen until finally you came with your eyelids fluttering and the black behind them turning staticky white.
Pleasure unfurled from your cunt like a white-hot lava, racing up your spine and down your nerves, leaving your skin tingling and burning. Gowther couldn’t stop though, he wouldn’t, it felt so good with you clamping around him, milking him and urging him to completion. Quickly he pushed you into a second orgasm, one that fell right on the heels of the first.
You thrashed under him violently, until he came with a groan, painting your insides white. His hips grew sloppy, slowed down but he didn’t stop.
Eventually your cunt throbbed again, growing eager for more. Your heat pushed you into another round, accepting his excitement to keep going.
“Wait Gowther,” you whispered.
Because though you physically wanted it, mentally you needed a moment. You needed to process what just happened because he hadn’t pulled out at all. But he had no intention of waiting.
“You’re ready to go again,” he sighed in relief in your ear, his movements growing steadier and more confident.
Since when had he become so knowledgeable about your body?
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The two of you crept back the morning after your dalliance in the woods. The others were together at the tables, eating breakfast and all eyes turned to you as the door opened. You were certain your face flushed eight shades of red even though Gowther refused to let go of your hand.
“Looks like it’s time to celebrate,” Meliodas crowed from his seat.
By the early afternoon the celebration had left most of the party so drunk they couldn’t move, but Gowther looked at you no differently even as you were babbling to Elizabeth, and Diane was picking twigs out of your hair still. He was certain you were everything he’d been looking for when trying to understand human emotion. He finally understood the root of humanity. Love.
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Ban x Reader
(Y/N) was in the kitchen with Ban as he prepared several orders, that night was a busy night at the boar's hat as they had once again moved to a new area. She wasn't a server but rather she did the dishes, needless to say she spent a lot of time with the silver haired man. But yet they rarely ever spoke, both usually engrossed in their work. Even outside of the kitchen, the only ones she actually spoke to were Meliodas and King. She and the other girls were just too different to actually hang out, she was a tomboy and a drinker who was just too quiet. When they weren't working, she was usually sitting in a back corner table and drinking while she worked on her art. She had a book that she drew in, having a photographic memory made things easier for her to fill the pages. She had even drawn the sins, not that she told any of them. Gowther knew but is that really a surprise? "Hey (Y/N), Elizabeth isn't feeling well. Can you take over for her?" The captain of the sins peeked his little blonde head in, giving her a smile that she just couldn't say no to. "Sure thing, be right out." She called to him with a soft smile, quickly trying to untie her apron.
At least until she realized she tied it weird and couldn't see what she was doing, blushing deeply she turned to Ban who was taking a short break. "Uh... Ban... Can you help me?" Her blush darkened as he looked up at him, that sexy smirk dancing across his face. "Sure, what do you need?" He spoke with a slight drawl, approaching her as she turned her back and looked over her shoulder. "Can you untie me; I can't see what I'm doing." Her cheeks were cherry red as he stepped up behind her, she could feel his warm hands brushing against her exposed skin thanks to her uniform. She tensed a little when feeling his hand brush against her butt, then she felt the apron come undone while he stepped back and chuckled. "There you go." She quickly removed her apron and tossed it over a nearby chair, mumbling a sweet but shy thank you before she rushed out without seeing the blush on thief's cheeks. He had touched her bum on purpose out of impulse, mostly because it just looked so soft, and he had to see for himself.
After they closed up (Y/N) was beat, her feet ached alongside her back as she took a seat at the now empty bar and laid her head down. Though she glanced up when hearing the stool to her right move and the sound of something being sat in front of her, when (E/c) eyes looked up all she initially saw was a mug of beer and when she glanced to the right, she spotted a grinning silver fox. "You look like you could use a drink." He shrugged his broad shoulders and leaned forward onto the bar before he began sipping his beer, she felt a smile creep across her face and slowly sat up beginning to drink the beer put in front of her. "Thanks... There's a reason I prefer the kitchen over working out here on the floor." She giggled and the angelic sound made him chuckle a bit, while nodding his head he spoke up. "I know what you mean, I don't care much for working with customers."
That night was 2 weeks ago, the two had spent all night drinking and talking about anything that came to mind. He actually helped pull her from her shell, something that made the others happy as well. Currently they had stopped in some kind of forest, taking a break from traveling and working. There was a town about 20 minutes away by foot and Elizabeth had gone with Meliodas into town to gather some supplies. It wasn't clear what the others were doing, but (Y/N) was settled under a tree and began drawing in her book. She had been drawing a picture of Ban, King had once told her of the days that he had his long hair, and it made her curious. She had never tried drawing anyone or anything without it being something from memory, at least not since she was a kid. She was just finishing up when a voice startled her, luckily it wasn't enough to make her mess up the image. "What're ya drawing?"
She easily recognized this cheeky tone as Ban's voice, making her blush darkly and quickly move to shut her book. "Nothing really... Just... Doodling..." Her voice was soft and shy as she suddenly felt like a bunny under his crimson gaze, Ban's smirk growing as he hopped on top of her. His fingers glided over her sides, her beautiful laughter escaping as she squirmed and tried to push him away with one arm while holding the book up with the other. Unfortunately for her she ended up tossing her sketch book to the side, though she was too busy trying to escape from his tickles to notice. That was when he had quickly jumped up, taking advantage of her panting tired out form, he quickly grabbed her sketch book. When she noticed she quickly tried to grab it, but he held it up, making her hop but even then, she still couldn't reach it.
"Come on (Y/N), let me have a look. You know I won't judge you." His smirk turned into a sweet smile, making her blush and step back. She looked away before nodding her head softly, making him pat her hair gently before he began looking over all of her drawings. His grin was growing, he was amazed at this secret talent of hers. He realized that despite all the talking they've done lately he knows nothing about her really, she was an enigma to him, and it was weirdly attractive to the albino male. "Wow... Why didn't you tell me you could do this?" His words came out soft but deep, making her cheeks a crimson color. "I feel like it might creep people out because I draw them..."
His chuckle made her heart flutter as he looked at her, his eyes seemed so soft and sweet. "I'm sure the others wouldn't care, especially with how awesome you've made us look... Your drawings are almost as beautiful as you..." His words caught her off guard, but before she could say anything he had planted his warm lips against hers. She was shocked at first, but quickly began to kiss back. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and his curled around her waist. It was pure bliss for her, being in his arms made her feel warm and safe. When the kiss broke, she gazed up at him with glossy (E/c) eyes, giving him a sweet smile. "Seems there's truly nothing you can't steal." Her voice was sweet, she took his hand and placed it over her heart. The silver haired man simply smiled and leaned his forehead on hers, slowly swaying with her in his arms. "I love you (Y/N)... No one will ever steal you from me..."
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Characters I personally write for
These are the characters I personally write for, if you don't see a character on this list than it means I either dont write for them or forgot to add them to this list. If youre unsure than ask whether or I write for them
Red means I only write romantic x reader for them, Blue means I only write platonic/familial x reader for them, Green means I only write sexual x reader for them and Pink means I write romantic, sexual and platonic/familial x reader for them
Under the cut since it ended up getting longer than I expected
The Arcana:
Lucio
Muriel
Portia
Nadia
Volta
Vlastomil
Nafizah
Nahara
Natiqa
The Muppets*
The Electric Mayhem (Dr Teeth, Lips, Floyd Pepper, Janice, Zoot and Animal)
Walter
Miss Piggy
Denise
Constantine
Rowlf
Clifford
*I only write for human versions of the Muppets
Empires SMP (Both s1 and s2):
Scott
Jimmy
Pixl
Lizzie
Pearl
Katherine
Shubble
Gem
Sausage
Oli
False
Joey
Life Series:
Grian
Scar
Bigb
Ren
Jimmy
Mumbo
Lizzie
Cleo
Martyn
Pearl
Scott
Impulse
Tango
Origins SMP:
Scott
Sparklez
Create SMP:
Keralis
Scar
Tango
Zedaph
Witchcraft SMP:
Joey
Scott
Cleo
Shubble
Hermitcraft:
Grian
Scar
Mumbo
Xisuma
Keralis
Ren
Renbob
Hypno
Doc
Gem
Wels
False
Stress
Pearl
Cleo
Zedaph
Wormman
Impulse
Tango
Pirates SMP:
Sausage
Martyn
Oli
Pokemon:
Champion Cynthia
Elite 4 Hassel
Champion Alder
Commander Kamado
Team Rocket Jessie
Team Rocket James
Trial Captain Kiawe
Team Aqua Archie
Team Magma Maxie
Professor Kukui
Champion Steven Stone
Gym Leader Iono
Gym Leader Kofu
Gym Leader Katy
Gym Leader Lt. Surge
Professor Birch
Professor Rowan
Subway Master Ingo
Subway Master Emmett
Elite 4 Marshal
Elite 4 Siebold
Elite 4 Drasna
Elite 4 Malva
Elite 4 Wikstrom
Champion Diantha
Gym Leader Wulfric
Aether Foundation Wicke
Team Skull Guzma
Ultra Recon Dulse
Ultra Recon Zossie
Gym Leader Milo
Champion Leon
Gym Leader Raihan
Gym Leader Melony
(Former) Champion Peony
Gym Leader Nessa
Gym Leader Kabu
Galaxy Clan Cyllene
Professor Laventon
Diamond Clan Iscan
Diamond Clan Adaman
Pearl Clan Palina
Rival Arven
Rival Nemona
Gym Leader Ryme
Teacher Tyme
Professor Sada
Teacher Raifort
Teacher Saguaro
Stardew Valley:
Elliott
Clint
Gunther
M. Rasmodius
Marnie
Haley
Maru
Demetrius
Leah
Seven Deadly Sins:
King
Diane
Escanor
Gilthunder
Howzer
Gowther
Jericho
Guila
Griamore
Naruto:
Kakashi
Sakura
Naruto
Sasuke
Gai
Rock Lee
Tenten
Kankuro
Choji
Obey Me:
Asmodeus
Lucifer
Leviathan
Luke
Simeon
Diavolo
Beelzebub
Barbatos
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♡ 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬
Before submitting a request, check whether my requests are open or closed.
Submitting a request does not guarantee that I will write it. Please consider that I am an adult with a full-time job and have a slower writing pace. When making a request, I appreciate your kindness and ask that you do not treat me like a writing machine.
If a reader's gender is not clear in a request, I will choose the gender I deem most appropriate.
Please be specific!! it's hard to do a request when you're not being specific enough!
things I will write:
SFW, NSFW.
I'm open to writing for any genre.
Headcannons, oneshots, imagines, scenarios, reactions, etc.
I write smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, and darker content.
Yandere character or reader, non-yandere.
Certain triggering topics ( i.e. suicide, self-harm, depression).
Things I won't write:
Pedophilia, zoophilia and necrophilia.
Minor x Adult (only platonic).
♡ characters i’ll write for:
❦ 𝑵𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒐
Itachi, Naruto, Gaara, Sasuke, Sakura, Hinata, Rock Lee, Kakashi, Tsunade, Shikamaru, Neji.
❦ 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒌𝒖 𝑻𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒊
Roxy, Rudy, Norn, Lilia, Aisha, Zenith, Eres, Elinalise, Ruijerd, Sylphiette.
❦ 𝑺𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒔
Elaine, Ban, Elizabeth Liones, Meliodas, Diane, Gowther, King, Merlin, Jericho, Escanor.
❦ 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒐'𝒔 𝑳𝒂𝒘
Ham Dan-I, Ban Yeo-dan, Eun Ji-ho, Ban Yeo-ryeong, Yoo Chun-young, Lee Ru-da, Woo Ju-in, Kwon Eun-hyung.
❦ 𝑶𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝒏𝒐 𝑲𝒐
Ai Hoshino, Ruby Hoshino, Aqua Hoshino, Akane Kurokawa, Kana Arima.
❦ 𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝑴𝒆 𝑨 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔
Claude de Alger Obelia, Anastacius de Alger Obelia, Felix Robane, Athanasia de Alger Obelia, Lucas,Jennette Margarita, Ijekiel Alpheus
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rules+whoiwritefor ???
rules ?
• no piss,, shit,, fart kinks cs ew
• no pedophilia
• i dnt write male readers,, only gender neutral or fem!reader
• requests r always open
note ? i write in my own style: lowercase,, double commas,, no apostrophes,, slang,, etc .
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fandoms + characters i write for:
artists ?
• chief keef
• ddosama
• destroy lonely
• ddot
• evvls,, jaydes,, yen
• jacquees
• juice wrld
• king von
• ken carson
• kodak black
• lil tracy minaj
• lucki
• luh tyler
• playboi carti
• skimask the slump
• trippie redd
• xxxtentacion
• young thug
creepypasta ?
• bloody painter
• eyeless jack
• laughing jack
• homicidal liu
• jane the killer
• jeff the killer
• ticci tobi
bungo stray dogs ?
• chuuya nakahara
• edgar allen poe
• fyodor dostoyevsky
• nikolai gogol
• osamu dazai
• ranpo edogawa
• yumeno kyusaku (only platonic or child reader x yumeno, no smut hes like 10.)
danganronpa ?
• celestia ludenberg
• ibuki mioda
• kokichi oma
• nagito komaeda
• rantaro amami
• shuichi saihara
genshin impact ?
• albedo kreideprinz
• chongyun
• columbina
• cyno mahamatra
• diluc ragnvindr
• dori (platonic)
• fischl
• gorou
• hu tao
• itto arataki
• kazuha kaedehara
• klee (platonic)
• kokomi sangonomiya
• mona megistus
• qiqi (platonic)
• raiden ei
• razor
• rosaria
• sayu (platonic)
• shenhe
• tighnari
• venti
• xiao
• yae miko
• zhongli
haikyuu ?
• akira kunimi
• atsumu miya
• kei tsukishima
• keiji akaashi
• kenjiro shirabu
• kenma kozume
• kentaro kyotani
• kiyoko shimizu
• kiyoomi sakusa
• kotaro bokuto
• osamu miya
• rintarou suna
• satori tendou
jujutsu kaisen ?
• mahito
• megumi fushiguro
• ryomen sukuna
• toge inumaki
• toji fushiguro
• yuji itadori
naruto ?
• deidara
• gaara
• hinata hyuga
• kiba inuzuka
• naruto uzumaki
• neji hyuga
• sasori
• sasuke cchiha
• shikamaru nara
obey me ?
• asmodeus
• barbatos
• beelzebub
• belphegor
• leviathan
• mammon
• satan
tokyo revengers ?
Emma Sano
Hajime Kokonoi
Haruchiyo "Sanzu" Akashi
Izana Kurokawa
Kazutora Hanemiya
Keisuke Baji
Manjiro Sano
Nahoya "Smiley" Kawata
Ran Haitani
Rindou Haitani
Seishu Inui
Senju "Kawaragi" Akashi
Shuji Hanma
Souya "Angry" Kawata
Takashi Mitsuya
Wakasa Imaushi
Twisted Wonderland:
Floyd Leech
Idia Shroud
Jamil Viper
Leona Kingscholar
Lilia Vanrouge
Malleus Draconia
Riddle Rosehearts
Ruggie Bucchi
Silver Vanrouge
Vil Schoenheit
YuGiOh (Duel Monsters and Arc V):
Atem
Chazz Princeton
Duke Devlin
Ishizu Ishtar
Joey Wheeler
Mai Valentine
Marik Ishtar
Maximillion Pegasus
Ryou Bakura
Seto Kaiba
Sora Perse
Yami Bakura
Yami Marik
Yami Yugi
Yugi Muto
Yuya Sakaki
Thief King Bakura
Miscellaneous:
Adrien Agreste (Miraculous)
Amane "Hanako" Yugi (TBHK)
Ayato Kirishima (Tokyo Ghoul)
Ban (Seven Deadly Sins)
Bellatrix Lestrange (Harry Potter)
Camilo Madrigal (Encanto)
carlos madrigal
ciel phantomhive
connie springer
Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter)
Dabi (MHA)
Denki Kaminari (MHA)
Eren Yeager
Gowther (Seven Deadly Sins)
Himiko Toga (MHA)
Hotaro Oreki (Hyouka)
Iguro Obanai
Illumi Zoldyck (HxH)
Isaac "Zack" Foster (Angels of Death)
Karma Akabane (Assassination Classroom)
Ken Kaneki (Tokyo Ghoul)
Killua (HxH) (No Smut)
Kusuo Saiki (TDLOSK)
Levi Ackerman
Meguru Bachira (Blue Lock)
Merlin (Seven Deadly Sins)
Micah Yujin (Error143)
Mikasa Ackerman
Mitsuri Kanroji
Muichiro Tokito
Nagi Seishiro (Blue Lock)
Ray (TPN) (No Smut)
Ray "Saeran" Choi (Mystic Messenger)
Rin Okumura (Blue Exorcist)
Rodrick Heffley (Diary of a Wimpy Kid)
Ryuunosuke Chiba (Assassination Classroom)
Sae Itoshi (Blue Lock)
Saeran Choi (Mystic Messenger)
Saeyoung "707" "Luciel" Choi (Mystic Messenger)
Sanemi Shinazugawa
Suit!Saeran Choi (Mystic Messenger)
Unknown (Mystic Messenger)
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