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snoopyearss · 18 days

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When jjk characters call you “clingy” pt. 2

Feat. crybaby-ish!reader

Gojo, Geto, Toji

I’m sorry it took so long! I triiiied to make them as realistic as possible based off of their characters so pls don’t bite my head off if it’s not accurate omg it’s call fanfiction for a reason

Part 1 if you missed it!

Satoru Gojo

Guilt and shame filled his body after that little interaction. He didn’t even know where that behavior came from. All he knew was that it was a shameful thing to do. The meeting didn’t go well, and he took it out on you. He felt disgusting. Now all he can hear is the clanging of pots and pans along with the smell of a familiar dish.

His favorite meal.

It made his heart feel heavy. Here he is practically cursing at you and calling you ‘clingy’ while you’re in the kitchen cooking his favorite meal. You didn’t even have to, you could’ve made him order takeout for pulling a stunt like that. But you didn’t. And the fact that you didn’t, hurt him even more. Satoru stepped out of the shower and quickly put on some more comfortable clothes so he could go and apologize to you.

He walked out of your shared bedroom to only one plate by the table with food on it. He presumed it was his. But what he didn’t see was your plate. You both always ate together, “so why didn’t she place both plates on the table?” He thought to himself. He looked around to see where you had possibly gone. He turned to his left when he heard you sneeze. There you were, sitting on the balcony with a fluffy blanket over you, staring at the city before you.

He smiled softly as he admired you so snuggled up against the mini sofa. His eyes traveled to your face filled with sadness, you were sniffling as you wiped away excess tears. His smile dropped and it finally hit him as to why you didn’t set your plate at the table. He knew he had to make things right.

He made his way toward the sliding door, giving you an apologetic smile as he looked into your teary, red eyes. My poor baby.

“Hey, sweetheart,” He says softly and has a seat on the ottoman in front of you. “Hey,” Now it’s you who doesn’t greet him back with a pet name. He notices. “I looked on the table and noticed only one plate. Did you eat already?”

“Wasn’t hungry.” You mumbled. Satoru sighed quietly in response. He knew you didn’t want to eat with him. “Baby, I’m so sorry,” He started. “I’m so sorry for snapping at you and for calling you clingy. Today wasn’t the best day and for some stupid reason, I took that out on you. You didn’t deserve that, you were only just trying to help. It breaks my heart to see you this upset and have it be because of me. I'm so sorry my love.”

You took a deep breath before speaking. “I didn’t mean to annoy you,” Your bottom lip slightly quivering. He got up from the ottoman and sat down next to you. “Hey, no..baby,” He cooed as he scooped you up and placed you on his lap. “You could never annoy me, sweetheart. I love you so much and I never want you to think that I don’t.” He reassured as you softly cried in his chest. He then kissed your forehead and rubbed your back, repeating the phrases “I’m so sorry” and “I love you so much”.

Eventually, you calmed down and you both were just staring at the brightly lit city. “How’re ya feeling sweetheart? Feeling any better?” He tilted his head to the side to look at you, very comfortable in his lap. You nodded yes and he kissed you on your temple. “Would you like to eat dinner together?” You nodded in response. “Ok, good because I want us to eat dinner together.” He chuckled.

He knew that you were a bit sensitive, and it would take a few hours for your mood to change. So to make it up to you, he called off work and took you on a shopping spree the next day.

Suguru Geto

Suguru ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. He knew he had to make things right, especially since you left everyone to run away with him too. Suguru put himself in your shoes for a second. You left your family and friends as well. He couldn’t imagine what you must be going through and it made his chest ache.

“Mr. Geto, where did Y/n go? We wanted to give her a present!” They ran up to him and Nanako opened her hands to show him a flower crown. “Do you think she’ll like it? She taught us how!” She softly asked. He looked at the gift they made and smiled softly. “Of course, she would love it.” he held his hand out for the gift. “It’s lovely, girls.” She giggled in response. “You should give it to her! We made it to cheer her up!”

“Cheer her up?” Suguru frowned. Did they hear your mini-argument? Did they see how you stormed off? He was confused. “Yeah! She seems a bit sad. When she took us to the mall today, she was super quiet.” Their response made him feel worse. “Let me talk to her.” He got up from his seat. Before he was able to walk back in, Mimiko tugged on his shirt. “Don’t forget our present!” She reminded him. “Of course, how could I forget?”

He knocked on the door to your shared bedroom and saw you wrapped up under the comforter. You back was facing the door so you didn’t see when he walked in. “Honey,” he softly said. “Can we talk?”

“So now you wanna talk? I thought I was bein’ clingy.” You scoffed and pulled the comforter over your head. You heard his footsteps get closer to where you were lying and felt a dip in the bed. “Y/n, I’m sorry angel. I’m just so frustrated with everything at the moment and I didn’t mean to say those things. It wasn’t my intention to yell at you, baby.” He said rubbing your thigh. You remained silent for a bit. “You know,” You removed the comforter from your face and sat up. “I left my family and friends too. We all did. I understand your frustration, but you aren’t the only one struggling, Sugu.”

“I know, I’m so sorry baby,” He pulled you into him and wiped your tears. “I couldn't be more glad that you came with me. I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” You both sat in silence for a while.

“You make a great mother for the girls too. I see how they react to you. They love you so much.” He pointed out. “Really?” You sat up in amusement. “Of course! They even made you a gift,” He handed you the flower crown they made for you. “This is so sweet,” Tears began to well up in your eyes again. “They told me you taught them how to make it. You’re way better at this parenting think than I am. But I wouldn’t have made it this far without you.” You smiled in response. “You gotta make it up to me though. You know that right?”

“Of course I do. Anything for my favorite person.”

Toji Fushiguro

Toji has never yelled at you before so it made you jump a bit. Your legs feeling like jello as you walk to baby Megumi’s room to see what was the matter. You wiped your tears from your cheeks before greeting the tiny baby. “Hey ‘gumi, what’s the matter?” You cooed as you picked him up from his crib. “Aw, were you awoken by the noise? It’s okay, my love.” You held him and checked his diaper just in case.

“It’s been a while since you last ate. How ‘bout we give you a bottle hm?” You prepared his bottle and sat with him in the rocking chair. You tested the bottle on your hand before feeding him. A few seconds passed and you heard heavy footsteps walk to the door. “Y/n,” Toji called out, not wanting to startle Megumi anymore. “Toji.”

He sighed at your choice of response. He knew he really fucked up if you resulted to being petty and giving one sentence responses. “Baby-”

“I’m not doing this with you right now. Not in front of him.” You interrupted him, placing Megumi to lean against your chest and burp him. You both waited for him to swiftly fall back asleep before addressing the slight tension between you two.

“I didn’t mean to snap at you like that. I was just-“

“Really frustrated?” You cut him off. “Don’t act like that baby. You know I’m not good at this whole..apologizing thing.” He scratched the back of his neck.

You said nothing.

“C’mere little girl,” he opened his bear arms and like a magnet you attached yourself to his big frame.

“If I ever yell at you like that again, take my gun and shoot me.”

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coralinnii · 11 months

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❋ Accidentally ignoring him ❋

feat: Floyd ⭑ Vil ⭑ Ace ⭑ Leona genre: fluff, humour note: no pronouns used with reader, established relationships, reader is kinda oblivious and scatterbrained.

Ooff, someone’s gonna get squeezed

Not you…probably. Not until you explain yourself.

Floyd is used to being avoided. He’s tall, strong, and not afraid to give someone a beating should they get too annoying.

You have special privileges, though. Afterall, you’re his Shrimpy. His one and only thing that makes his day better, no matter his mood. A smile or wave from you would send him from 0 to 100 as he rushes to give you a swinging hug.

But that day when he yelled out for you from across the halls, you didn’t even give him a second glance. In fact, you just walked past him as though you didn’t know him. That’s not very nice, you know. Eels are very sensitive.

He came to the most logical conclusion (to him), someone did something to you and you’re too upset to acknowledge anyone, including him. Why else would you ignore Floyd, your lovable eel boyfriend?

Even after threatening questioning everyone who may be close to you, all he got was nothing as everyone said that nothing was out of the ordinary and you were fine when they last saw you. As scared as they were of the tall merman, they were sure that you were the same as always.

But if you were alright…then why did you ignore him?

The crowded hallways suddenly split like the Red Sea, making way for the unhappy sophomore as he made a beeline to where your next class was supposed to be. Sure enough, he saw you making your way there.

“Shrimpy!” He yelled out to you like he did earlier but like deja vu, you didn’t even raise your head or even turn to his direction which irritated Floyd, but he had another emotion, fear. Were you angry with him? So much so that you wouldn’t even look at him.

Getting close to you, he grabbed your shoulder and turned you around to finally make contact with you. If he wasn’t so sad, he would have thought your surprised face was cute.

Before he could question your silent treatment, you beamed with glee with that smile that Floyd loves and his worries dissipated just like that.

He watched you pull out one of your earbuds and greeted him brightly. You instantly wrapped the tall student in your arms, blissfully ignorant of the situation “Floyd, I haven’t seen you all day!”

Apparently, you finally saved enough money to buy a pair of earbuds and have been excitedly using them before and after classes. They work great as you can’t hear anything not coming from your new airbuds.

Floyd didn’t say anything, choosing to instead let his body melt into your hug, arms around you as his head rested atop of you. He’ll be mad at you at a later time but right now he’s letting this sense of relief wash over his previous worries. He’s secretly glad you weren’t mad at him or anything.

“Shrimpy is such a meanie, scarin’ me like that. Don’t do that again or I might just squeeze ya”

Offended.

Him? Vil? Being ignored? And by his beloved of all people? That’s inconceivable. Be it admiration or envy, Vil was always the target of everyone’s attention.

But there you go, hurriedly walking to wherever you need to be and rushing past him. Not even a small hello or a wave, he was absolutely ignored by you.

Vil’s not that petty (pfft!) so he wasn’t gonna make a big deal out of this incident but when he decided to meet you during lunch, Vil was stunned in his spot as you rushed out from the cafeteria the moment you were done with your meal. You didn’t give a passing glance his way as you exited the room.

This beautiful man searched through his memories for any clue to your odd behavior, but he couldn’t think of any reason for this sudden change. He knew your schedule so there weren't any urgent assignments or projects, and as far as he knew there wasn’t anything he did in particular that would make you avoid him like this.

He was aware that to many, his personality can be hard to approach with his unwavering expectations for others and himself. He’s cutthroat with his comments and he’s not afraid to give his truthful opinions of others, be it criticism or praises. Vil thought you were understanding of his critical tendencies, perhaps even appreciative of it. But maybe, he has gone one step too far. Maybe, you’re now afraid of what he might say to you so you’re avoiding him because of it.

However, Vil is not one to leave this to assumptions so he texted you if he could meet you as soon as possible. He’s pleased to hear that you’re willing to invite him over to your dorm that night. At least you’re not absolutely cutting him out.

The blonde senior reached your dorm, standing just outside the front entrance. A rare sensation of nervousness rushed through Vil’s body as he knocked on the door. Would he see you with a sad look on your face or worse, a look of fear as you’re scared of what he’ll say to you. These thoughts left an unpleasant mark in Vil’s mind as he waited for a response. Whatever the truth was, he refused to let this ruin what he has with you. If he wills it, he will make sure that he can work to fix this.

“Come in” he heard you call out which he doesn’t like. Do you not even want to see him until it’s absolutely necessary?

Steeling his emotions, Vil walked through the door with determination to get to the bottom of this, but his indifferent facade broke as he was bombarded with streamers as you screamed out with all your energy

“Congratulations!” You grinned from ear to ear as you were happy to surprise your lover with a surprise party for two. “I heard your recent movie got nominated for a huge award and you’re nominated for ‘Best Supporting Cast’”

You just heard about it from Cater and you wanted to congratulate your boyfriend before he would most likely be busy getting ready for that important award show so you wanted to plan an intimate surprise party as soon as you can. You were rushing all day, using all the free time you had to make all the preparations.

“I’m so happy, Vil. Your hard work is being recognised!” You’re so drunk in your happiness that you didn’t notice the conflicted look on the man of honor.

Vil wanted to pinch you so hard right now. He almost got stress wrinkles because of you and you were clueless on your effect on him. To think, the perfect Vil Schoenheit getting frazzled by this dumb potato.

But the blooming warmth in his heart that replaces the previous feelings of anxiety won as he chose to pat your head affectionately, looking over you with a look of bemusement.

“To think that a little spudling like you could work me up like this. Good grief”

Ace is dumbfounded, flabbergasted even. What could he have possibly done to have gotten the cold shoulder from you?

He texted you as usual, a casual “good morning” to start the day but he never received a text back from you. Though at this point, he shrugged it off thinking maybe you overslept.

This was one of those days where your schedules didn’t match with his so he could only text you before meeting up with you during lunch. But so far, he hasn’t heard a peep from you since that morning.

“What gives, man” the redhead thought as he kept an eye on his phone, hoping for a notification from you, almost getting caught by Professor Trein for using his phone in class. Whoops.

Ace still has a level head at this point so instead of freaking out, he planned on grilling you during lunch about the ghosting. He ignored Deuce as he scanned through the crowd. His spirits lifted when he finally saw you, but that disappeared when you walked out from the cafeteria with Ortho.

Ortho? Why leave your best friend and best boyfriend (both being him) for that tiny robot?? His voice could pass through the loud chatter of the lunch crowd so he tried desperately to text you again…only to be ignored again

Ace is stubborn and unappreciative of being put into the doghouse so he’s quick to visit your dorm the moment school is done. What could he have possibly done to deserve this? Did you find out he ate the last dessert in your fridge? Or maybe you realized he copied off your homework without your permission? Oh, he did accidentally break that nice pen you got…

Ok, maybe he might have done something to deserve this but heck he ain’t going down without a fight anyway.

It was that stubbornness that surprised you when you opened the doors to see a pouty redhead staring at you.

“Why have you been giving me the silent treatment, huh? Isn’t that a little immature?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You haven’t texted me all day!” Wow, now who’s calling who immature?

“That’s because I was getting my phone fixed,” you crossed your arms, annoyed by all this accusatory nonsense, “Remember? When we hung out yesterday and I dropped my phone while trying to run away from Riddle with you?”

Oh.

You went on to explain that your phone got real messed up since that day and you managed to convince Idia to fix it with the help of Ortho.

Ace felt his body hit the floor as a wave of relief hit him like a tsunami. All his bravado was gone just like that and all that was left was the solace he felt knowing you weren’t mad at him at all.

“Man, I thought you found out I ate your last dessert in the fridge”

“That was you?!”

“Sheesh, warn a guy next time would ya? Thought I was in real trouble or something”

Offended part 2.

You got some nerves ignoring him like that. This would be an insult to the Royal family if this were back in his home country.

Usually before the day starts, Leona would wake up from your gentle nagging and on occasion he could convince you to give him a few more minutes before getting up from bed, even longer if he could also convince you to snuggle with him.

But it’s past the typical wake up time and he doesn’t hear or smell you anywhere close to his room. It’s not like you to forget and he doesn’t recall anything unusual that would cause this sudden change in routine.

But Leona is as prideful as well…a lion so he’s not going to be the first to call you to see where you are. Nah, he’s not gonna be the clingy one that needs to know why you’re not here with him right now.

But soon, hours passed and you haven’t visited him or even text him which dampened the prince’s mood significantly. He doesn’t even entertain the idea that you were mad at him or that you were ignoring him. All he’s thinking is that you better have a good reason why you’re not with him right now.

Getting grumpier and hungrier, Leona finally decided to get up and leave his bedroom after taking the hint that you’re probably not gonna be coming in anytime soon. Every Savanaclaw student with half a brain knew to stay clear of their Housewarden as he looked ready to bite someone’s head off.

He would never admit it, but he kept his eyes and ears out for even a glimpse of you as he walked through the hallways, subtly scanning the crowd for your face. He won’t ask if anyone has seen you or act like he was looking for you but even he can’t stop the twitch of his ears anytime he thought he saw you from afar.

He was almost ready to tear into a poor student due to his bad mood until he finally heard you calling for him from across the hall. His mane-like hair whipped in the air as he quickly turned to the direction of your voice.

“Leona, there you are!”

“What, miss me already?” This man with his undeserved smugness.

Ignoring his quip, you hurriedly grabbed your lover’s hand before pulling him into the direction of the headmage’s office, “There are some important figures visiting the campus today and Crowley is calling for all of the Housewardens to meet in his office”

Leona groaned at the idea of meeting some stuck-up geezers but willingly let you pull him around, relishing the feel of your touch he’s been craving since this morning.

In your rush, you pushed some papers into Leona’s free hand, containing short biographies of certain people. “These are some info I found on our visitors today so you’re not going in empty-handed. Seriously, this is why you need a vice Housewarden. This took me all morning to compile”

Well, that explains your absence. The lion beastman would say that’s a justifiable reason for skipping out on him this morning. His bad mood disappeared as though it never was and soon he was replaced with a new sense of pride over you. Seeing you acting all responsible and assisting him with his duties…

Makes him think you would be perfect by his side in the royal family.

“You got some guts makin’ me wait. But I’m in a good mood now, so I guess I won’t eat you this once”

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bloomries · 1 year

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AREN'T YOU FORGETTING SOMETHING?

﹙ ✿ ﹚── includes : the seven demon brothers (lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor).

﹙ ✿ ﹚── synopsis : uh-oh, you've forgotten to say you're good morning 'i love you'/kisses!

﹙ ✿ ﹚── warnings : 2nd person pov. gn! reader.

LUCIFER

whether you've forgotten earnestly, or were doing it to tease him, it would be in your best interest to never do that again.

Lucifer's mornings always start the same way; With him waking much earlier than you. He'll stay in bed longer than he lets on, simply to feel your warmth for an extra minute or two. Then he'll proceed to get up, get dressed, brush his teeth, drink some coffee, and eventually begin on paperwork. After a little while, you'll wake up and give him a kiss and tell him 'good morning' or something of the sort— and it's just about that time you'll be waking up.

As the minutes begin to pass, his brow begins to furrow. Where are you? He cannot continue on with his morning without this essential part of his routine! Well, he can, but he doesn't want to. Perhaps you've overslept?

Lucifer finds himself standing in front of his plush bed, but your body isn't there anymore. Where in the world were you? Lucifer's frown deepens, and he turns around at the sound of a door opening.

"Oh-!" You're shocked to see him standing there, pouting. He'd usually be in his office by now, what was he doing scolding at the side of the bed? You give him a glance over, looking at him as if he's grown two heads— which proves to irritate his already foul mood. "Is everything okay?"

"Where were you?"

"Using the bathroom." You state, thinking it was obvious since you just came out of the master bathroom that was connected to his room. "What's wrong?" You ask, but Lucifer refuses to tell you, embarrassed perhaps? He just sighs, looking off in the other direction.

"Well, if you don't tell me, I can't fix it." You state matter-of-factly, making your way towards him. He grumbles that you 'forgot something important' and you begin to wrack your brain for what you could be forgetting. It's not an anniversary or a birthday, nor a date. It's not your turn to make breakfast or do the laundry either.

"Nevermind." Lucifer exhales, "It was childish anyways." Beginning to recognize his silly behavior, he decides to just end the ordeal before he make a fool of himself— that is, until you catch his hand and pull him towards you, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"I didn't forget, I literally just woke up. Moping around because you thought I forgot to give you a 'good morning' kiss. You're becoming a softie, Lucifer." An annoyed breath leaves his lips, arms crossed over his chest as you continue to coo and tease him. He just hopes his cheeks aren't growing red from how hot they feel.

MAMMON

he will never, ever, ever let you forget— whether that be because of his incessant whining or not, who knows?

Mammon swears he's never seen someone look so good in the mornings, yet there you are. He rolls on to his side, watching as you get ready for the day. Surprisingly, he stays quiet, waiting patiently for his gift to arrive before you leave— and finally you take notice of his awakened form.

"Oh, good, you're awake." You smile, sitting down on the edge of his bed. He closes his eyes, tilting his head towards you in a familiar fashion. "I promised Asmo I'd help him with something, it'll probably take us a while." You inform him, but he isn't really listening, he just wants his kisses and 'i love you.'

But it doesn't come, instead a "I'll be leaving now," is what he hears and Mammon won't have it.

"Hold on- Wait- Ya really just gonna leave like that?" He whines, managing to push himself upwards to sit on the bed. "You can't leave yet." He's giving a mix of a glare and a sad pout that makes your stomach swirl with guilt.

"Well, I did promise Asmo... But I'll try and come back soon-"

"No, not that!" Mammon huffs, "I'm talkin' about- Wait, can you do that too?" You nod, chuckling at his excitement at the prospects of you coming back early- but don't think he's forgotten his original train of thought. "A- Anyways, I mean, aren't ya forgettin' somethin'?"

"Hm?" And even though you originally seemed to have genuinely forgotten, the way you hummed makes it seem as though you're teasing him. "Am I? Whatever could I be forgetting? No, I'll just be leaving now~"

"Noooo," Mammon groans, nearly falling off the bed in an attempt to get to you. "C'mon, don't make me say it." You simply wait, just staring at him with such a playful look that he knows he'll have to say it if he wants to get what he wants. He sighs, burying his face into your side.

"Damn it... Say ya love me 'n shit..."

Stifling a laugh, not wanting to push your luck, you run your fingers through his hair. "I love you." You lean down and press a kiss to his forehead. "I'll be back as soon as I can be." Mammon's grip tightens on you, not wanting to let you go, but ultimately letting go, grumbling how you better not keep him waiting for his good morning kiss next time.

LEVIATHAN

don't- don't do this to him— hasn't he been through enough? he'll be thinking about it all throughout the day, and at the end, he'll be a sniveling mess.

Levi is waiting... and waiting... and waiting... And then he watches you wake up and anticipation and excitement swirl around in his stomach (nearly making him nauseous) as he thinks about the lovely kiss you'll bestow upon him, and your kind words that'll fill him up with energy. But he's still waiting, watching as you get ready in a groggy manner... and still waiting... and still waiting right up until you say you'll make sure to take notes for him in class today.

And then you're gone. Levi feels his heart drop to his stomach, his grip on the arms of his gaming chair tightening and nails nearly breaking the leather. Why... Why didn't you say it? Where is the warmth of your kiss?

As if he isn't already in his head enough, he begins to overthink his actions. Did he do something to upset you? Or did you think he smelt so bad that you didn't want to kiss him? Did he forget something important? Or did you finally grow disgusted by the mere presences of him?

Trying to take his mind off of it, he tries gaming, but it's useless. He's losing everything because he's not in the right flow- not without your kisses. And losing his games makes him angry and envious of others. And soon enough he's in his demon form, wearing down the keycaps on his keyboard and nearly breaking his computer mouse.

And then sorrow kicks in and he's just staring at the ground, pondering his life. Geez, had he truly become some normie so obsessed with affection? Is he truly the same man who used to be just fine with some love meter gaining points on a game? Now he needs to hear 'i love you' and get kisses and be held and- Ew, he begins to loathe himself even more.

"I'm back, can I come in?" You ask on the other side of the door. He doesn't respond- not even to ask for a password- so you open the door and peek in to see him hugging himself, sniffling.

"L- Levi?" You enter, shutting the door behind you before rushing over to him. "What's wrong?"

"D- Do you hate me? Do I repulse you now?" He whimpers, and when you say a solemn 'no!' he just gives you a pout. "T- Then why... Why did you say you love me?"

"I'm sorry, I was in such a rush I-" You sigh, holding him close to you, rubbing circles into his back as his tail wraps around you protectively. "I love you very much." You give him a kiss, and then another, and another, and another until he's begging you to stop and to let him breathe- he's not used to so much affection at once yet!

You'll most certainly never forget again, but he promises to (try to) take the initiative to remind you, if you do.

SATAN

oh? two can play this game! what? oh, the cup of coffee/tea he usually makes you? no, no, that's reserved for people who say 'i love you' to their partner in the morning.

Satan is a patient man, but upon you about to leave for breakfast without saying it once irks him enough to voice his demands. "Say, aren't you forgetting something?" You look over him, and a sly smile forms on your lips.

"Am I? Hmm, I don't think so, no."

Oh. Oh you know, and he knows you know. His eye twitches, annoyance coursing through his veins. A small staring contest ensues, one that neither of you win as Asmodeus jumps in front of you and whisks you away to the dining room to eat some breakfast. Satan huffs, fine, he can play this game too!

When you return Satan is reading a book, almost too calmly, until you notice it's the book you've been reading!

"Hey, isn't that my book? Where's my bookmark?"

"Hm? Is it? I must've forgotten— oh, so that random piece of paper was your bookmark? I threw it away, thought it was trash." Satan says, flipping to the next page as nonchalant as he could, not sparring you a glance as he began to read it's contents.

"You-"

"You," Satan cuts you off, "Started it." You blink. Well, yeah, that was true, but you didn't think he'd take it so seriously- You just wanted to hear him say he wanted a kiss, to hear you say 'i love you', to tease him a little. You huff, crossing your arms over your chest. But you're certainly not going to back down.

"Fine. Be that way."

Your day continues on, both you and Satan being petty towards one another and growing in spiteful actions until finally you give— because no one can outdo Satan in pettiness. "Alright, I'm sorry." You groan, pressing a kiss to his forehead, and then his nose, and then his lips. "I love you, good morning- er, well, good night?"

"Hah, took you long enough..." A pause, before he's got a smile on his lips. "I love you too... Now don't forget to say it tomorrow."

Everyone is thankful you two finally figured it out because you really did switch the sugar with salt and Satan did curse a lot of doorknobs.

ASMODEUS

do you wish him dead? because it certainly seems that way! you're depriving him of what he wants, and nobody does that to the lovely Asmodeus~

"Oh, good morning, darling." Asmodeus says as he watches you pass by him through the mirror. He's doing his skincare whilst you begin on splashing water on to your face. He glances at you— weird, you didn't give him a sweet little kiss. "Hmm..."

And as he fixes his hair, you pass by him again with yet another opportunity to kiss him gone! He gasps, setting the curling iron down and turning around to point an accusatory finger at you.

"You- I know you're usually impervious to my charm but missing the chance to kiss me twice?" He clutches his heart, "Say it isn't so! Do you- Do you no longer love me? Is that it? Is that why you-"

You walk over to him, your tired eyes peering into his. His words die in his throat, nervously meeting your eyes. Had he gone too far? He knew he was being a little dramatic, but it was mostly that, dramatics- flare- he was only joking, teasing, why did you look so serious? Wait- did you actually... no longer love-

"Asmo," You gently take his wrists, grabbing his attention.

"Hm?" He squeaks it out, his heart skipping a beat. If it weren't for the fact you could possibly tell him you didn't love him anymore, he would find this whole situation totally hot! Something out of one of those silly romance games Levi plays!

"I love you, but last time I kissed you without brushing my teeth you scolded me for three hours." You hold up a bottle of toothpaste. "I was just getting some more toothpaste."

"O- Oh! Oh, haha, of course..." He faintly touches his hot, rosy cheeks. "So... You do love me?"

"More than anything." You say, "Now will you let me brush my teeth so I can kiss you?" Asmo didn't bother to hide the grin that grew as he stepped to the side, letting you past him to brush you teeth.

And of course you followed through with your words, giving him plenty of good morning kisses with minty fresh breath.

BEELZEBUB

*cue kicked puppy face* now he won't outright say what's wrong, but its pretty obvious somethings upsetting him- fix it soon, his sad face isn't good for anyone's heart!

Beelzebub just got back from his morning jog when he spotted your figure sitting up, finally have woken from your peaceful slumber. "Good morning!" He chirped, in quite the chipper mood now that you're awake. You just grumble something under your breath, rubbing the sleepiness out of your eyes with the heel of your palm.

Waiting for you to wake up, he tells you about what he saw on his jog, recounting many interesting tales of what happens before 10 in the morning. "Really?" You chuckle at a few stories, stretching out your body. "Ha, I've got some work to do today..." You mumble, "I'll probably be home late."

"I'll wait for you." He says, giving you that charming smile that sends your stomach fluttering. "Or maybe I'll visit, you just started the job at the new café, right? They have burgers?"

"Mmhm," You get up, getting ready... You still haven't done it yet, Beelzebub notices, upon the silence the settles over the two of you. Usually the silence is nice, comfortable, but you can tell something is wrong— especially when you peek at Beelzebub through the mirror. He looks like a kicked puppy.

Heart clenching in your chest, you turn around and tilt your head. "What's wrong, bub?"

"It's nothing..." He says, but you can tell somethings bothering him. You walk over to him, giving him a pointed look. "Really, it's nothi-" Gently taking his face in your hands, you pull him down to press a kiss to his forehead. The change in his mood could be record changing.

"Tell me what's wrong," Beel wraps his arms around you, pulling you tightly against him.

"It's all better now," He chuckles, nuzzling into you. Still a bit confused, you can sense the difference in his attitude.

"Well, if you say so." You pat his back, pressing another kiss to his cheek that has his mood lifting even more. Hm, but what could've caused that sour mood just moments ago? Oh well, at least he's happy now!

BELPHEGOR

fine. he didn't even want a kiss or an 'i love you' so just go do whatever is more important— wait, no, he was just kidding come back~~~

All your moving around is disturbing his slumber. Frowning, he shifts around so he can watch as you move around the room, getting ready for your day. Why? Can't you just lay in bed with him and peppering him in love and affection? Speaking of...

"Hey," He calls out, and although he didn't necessarily mean to, he glares at you. "Where are you going?" He doesn't let you talk though, instead cutting you off before you had the chance, "'nd were you just gonna leave without wakin' me? Hm?"

"You're awake, aren't you?" You quirk a brow, pulling on your shoes. He snorts, rolling his eyes. Smartass.

"Yeah, but not the way I like waking up." You glance over at him, thinking back on how you usually wake him up (lots of kisses and sweet nothings). You hum, tapping your chin in thought.

"And how is that, hm?" Belphegor grumbles under his breath— you're pretty sure he called you some not so kind words. You wait, almost smugly, for him to tell you just how much he wants your affection. Instead he just scoffs and rolls over.

"Whatever. Leave, you're disturbing me." Sighing, you stand off of the bed and start to walk towards the door. Your steps loud and slow, signaling just how far away you're getting, symbolizing his time to beg for your love running out.

You don't even see him stir from his spot, not until your hand makes contact with the doorknob. "Wow, you're really gonna leave just like that? Tch, what a mean partner you are." He sits up, glaring at you even more intensely. "Seriously, I-!" His words die in his throat as you run to him and tackle him to the bed, peppering his face in kisses.

"Uggghhh, st- stop it!" He cries, weakly pushing your face away whilst actively pushing his face closer to your lips. But soon his attempts to deny your affection dies out and he just melts into you. "You're so clingy," He mumbles, wrapped around you like a koala.

"Mmhm, I'm the clingy one." You mutter sarcastically. "Alright, I really do have to go though- Hey, Belphie! Let go!" You squeal as he rolls over with you, surprisingly strong grip.

"Just a few more minutes- and who said you could stop kissing me?"

﹙ ✿ ﹚thank you for reading. have a wonderful day, darling!

#obey me x reader #om x reader #omswd x reader #obey me imagines #om imagines #omswd imagines #obey me headcanons #om headcanons #omswd headcanons #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #satan x reader #asmodeus x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #obey me fluff #om fluff #omswd fluff

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bau-drabbles · 1 year

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a/n: fluffy fluff w the team and spencer. it was gonna be smut but i was having a mental breakdown over my exams so it took a diff turn lmao.

hope you enjoy 🤍

"hey pretty girl-" "no" "but i-" "no"

wrapped up in a thick warm blanket, you narrow your eyes at morgan while everyone still boards the jet. he's annoying you and you know it. but combined with your health and tiredness, you really don't want to play into it tonight.

however morgan is morgan and he has other plans, obviously

you were just so grateful to be going home where your bed desperately awaits your presence. it had been an awful two weeks, the unsub was meticulous and smart. and he worked with several people, it took days to track them all down. not to mention today was also the delightful day your immune system decided it no longer wanted to work resulting in a high fever and the flu. you passed the worst of it but not yet well enough to do most things.

"are you sleeping?" rossi poked your head and you gave him a slight glare, indicating towards yourself

"does it look like i'm having a party here?" you ask sarcastically, making him raise his arms in defense. rossi chuckles as he sits next to morgan, undoubtedly the two were going to be a pain in the ass the whole entire time.

"you cut us deep kid, you cut us real deep" morgan placed a hand over his heart, feigning sadness and pain. you both went back and forth with the comments until you groan slightly, leaning your head back.

"emily" you complained, pointing to the men opposite you. they laughed a little and slowly coughed when she gives them both a stern looking over.

"you leave her alone morgan, y/n isn't feeling well" emily scolded lightly, turning the page on her book.

"neither am i" he whines back, dramatically flopping his hand to his head.

"aww you poor baby" jj playfully mocked derek, coming back from the kitchen. she warmed a hot water bottle for you to have, her motherly instincts kicking in.

"there ya go" she gave you a sweet smile, standing up as she ruffled your hair. everytime a member of the team were sick, jj always made sure they were comfortable and rested. it was always without hesitation, always making you thankful there was someone in the team like her.

"how you feeling gumdrop?" garcia walks in with all her bags, setting them down as she feels your forehead. your frown is still fixated upon derek with whom you both start playfully bickering with each other

"hey hey, none of that sass mister. y/n is ill tonight, okay?" penelope narrows her eyes at him who blinks in shock.

"babygirl you're supposed to be on my side"

"hey i always am! but you, my delectable chocolate thunder, are getting on everyone's last nerve right now" she taps her pen at the end of his nose. he frowns in confusion but she settles beside him, giving him a nudge.

you give derek a cheeky smile knowing you've won that round and he narrows his eyes at you, knowing he would pay you back when you were better. you rolled the blanket over your head, cocooning yourself in a ball.

"are you feeling better, l/n?" hotch enters, settling in his usual place. you mumble a response from under the blanket, shivering slightly as the hot water bottle pressed firmly into your body. why was it so hard to warm up?

"hey l/n y'know-" derek begins but you cut him off with an annoyed sigh.

"leave me alone" you grumble under the warmth of your layers, hearing chuckles coming from the plane.

you feel something warm wrapped themselves around your lap and you stiffen, ready to tackle some sense into derek. but you see curly hair splayed on your lap. arms coming to snake themselves around your waist, beautiful honey eyes coming to give you some comfort. you relax, holding him that much closer

"never" spencer whispers, his hands coming to holds yours. his fingers interlaced with yours, he brings the back of your hand for a kiss, rubbing your knuckles tenderly. it felt so incredibly intimate, every part of you warming up to his affections.

he can't help but brush some hair back, just observing how beautiful you looked. even when you were sick, you had him in a trance that he never wanted to wake up from. he wants more, you feel his lips brush against your cheeks, breaths mingling until a pillow on your lap completely cuts you from your daze.

"get a room kid!"

#criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid #spencer reid x fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x reader fluff #spencer reid x y/n #derek morgan #penelope garcia #aaron hotchner #david rossi #emily prentiss #jennifer jareau

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opens-up-4-nobody · 1 year

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#somethings gotta give. bc the way i exist now is not sustainable. i mean. it is but like at what cost ya kno #i just want to clean my apartment and go to the dentist. thats all i want. and that makes me so sad #my mum texted me today like pls work on a xmas list and literally i dont want anything i just wanna clean my apartment #and like not hate everything i have to do on a regular basis. and to b able to concentrate and not be paralyzed by everything #which is to say i need to be medicated but that's just another thing on a growing list of things that needs to happen so like cool great #mayne itll be better once i start taking measures. it wont. i know it wont but maybe it'll at least b terrible in a different way #bc im tired of this way. and im pretty sure my boss thinks im having a breakdown and like shes not really wrong but its still annoying #i should also get tickets home for winter break. but the mental math i have to do to convince myself i can take time off is exhausting #i should probably go for like a full 2 weeks. and hope it heals me even tho none of the breaks ive had this year have healed me #just take 2 weeks and get a game on steam and just not do anything as i agonize over all my applications #and agonize over the fact i probably have to be here doing this for at least another 7 or 8 months #i should have left last year. ugh. i should have done a lot of things. i should b working on my manuscripts right now #or doing something productive. im just tired. and i dont want to meet with ppl tomorrow. i just wanna sleep #unrelated

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miniwheat77 · 1 year

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Wolf. (König x Reader.)

!CW! NSFW, Smut, size kink, p in v sex, rough sex, blood, wounds, stitiching, guns (let me know if I missed any.)

(Summary): König likes to admire his little sheep from afar until he has to confront his feelings. Like a wolf stalking it's prey, it has to pounce at some point.

PLEASE FORGIVE ME IF I BUTCHERED SOME OF THE GERMAN I TRIED SO HARD ;') PLEASE CORRECT ME IF IT'S WRONG.

There is this sickly sweet feeling König gets when he's around you.

His mind starts to play into it, and he fantasizes about everything he can do to you. You’re much smaller than him, obviously. He’s a beast of a man, even he knows it.

He thinks about how easy it’d be, to overpower you. Take what he wants. He just knows how small your hands would look wrapped around him, how it’d feel like he’s splitting you apart with his cock. He catches himself, sometimes. He’d be out doing work, daydreaming as he stared at you. His mask helps him sometimes, hiding the way he stared at you. Sometimes when your eyes met his, you’d look down, crimson creeping up your cheeks. He thought maybe you were scared of him. That maybe his glare intimidates you. But that’s not really the case at all.

Because everything he thought about doing to you, you’ve thought about too. Him overpowering you. Doing sinful things to you.

The few times you’ve ever interacted with him, it’s always been short and you usually end up scurrying away quickly. It hurts his feelings a little bit. Knowing that he scared you. You’re on the same side, anyways. He was too shy to talk to you, too shy to make a move on you.

You weren’t scared of him. Sure his size intimidated you just a little bit. The sheer size of him alone probably causes nightmares to some people.

But it only fueled fantasies in your brain.

You’re brand new to the military. Still training as a combat medic. You’ve done nothing but get insulted and grilled for being too soft. You didn’t have a very good start. Most of the time, when nobody was injured for you to look after, you spent it doing research in a back office. The military base you were on was massive. And there are 4 medics including you.

You’d traded shifts and got a couple days off to take a little time to yourself, or so you thought. The other medics were older women, that seemed annoyed by your presence. They only seemed to show you certain things, only when you asked. Most of the information you knew, you got by just doing hours of research. König noticed it. He noticed the way everyone just shrugged you off. And the small look of sadness you usually gave when they did made him wanna rip their heads off for hurting your feelings.

König knew there was a mission coming up. A VERY important mission.

They were reclaiming their own territory from terrorists, it was dangerous.

You sat inside of an office. Typing away at the computer, the door opening brings you away from it. It’s your commander. “There’s 1 medic on duty, 2 are resting. We need you for this mission.” He says sternly. You nod your head, body filling with nerves. You knew the basics, what to load up, your commander directed you with the rest. You sat in the back middle seat of the Humvee. Waiting. The door to your left opens and a man climbs in, sending you a smile. “Hello there sweet cheeks.” He smiles. The door to your right opening.

It’s König. His stomach falls immediately when he sees you. He knows you’re untrained, knows you shouldn’t be out here alone. Who the fuck made you come out here alone?

“First time ah?” The other man beside you breaks the silence. You nod your head.

“Thas’ alright. We’ll help guide ya. Usually you stay in the humvee unless there’s an incident. I’m sure you were taught a different way, but that’s how we like to do it, especially on missions like this.” He explains, and you nod your head. König keeps quiet. It's not how you were trained at all.

It’s about an hour later when the few Humvee’s full of soldiers come to a stop. Everyone climbs out and König knows he should say something to reassure you. But he’s too nervous, he can’t. As everyone leaves, you stay put. Not moving and keeping quiet. Waiting for anything. You watch each of the men disappear into the building. And it’s silent for a while. You notice movement to your right, but as you move to look, a loud boom rattles your brain, sending your hands to cover your ears, rubble and debris fly everywhere, the humvee turning over onto its side immediately. The back of your head crashes into the window behind you, and you have to pull yourself up. You feel water rushing down your face, worried that it might be flammable fluid from the humvee. An arm reaches over through the door, grasping onto you. You hope it’s someone to help you, but your hope diminishes when you see their unfamiliar face, along with a gun pointed at you. Your ears are still violently ringing, and you can’t hear anything he’s yelling at you, but he’s getting angrier and angrier by the minute. You're so disoriented you can't do anything but sit there.

Just when you’re sure he’s going to pull the trigger, you see a gloved hand come into your field of view, pressing a gun to his temple and pulling the trigger. His body goes limp, falling to the ground immediately, and König’s face comes into your view. You can’t tell if he’s said anything, ears still ringing from the sheer amount of noise produced by the bomb. He picks you up as if you’re weightless, moving quickly with you in his arms to get to an abandoned building, before more of them show up.

König is furious. Absolutely mad that they’d send you out here alone like this. You’re brand new, never been on a mission, and this is the mission they choose? This is an important mission, a very dangerous one at that.

He thinks about what he'll do when he gets back to the military base. He feels like he's going to lose his shit on every medic there for allowing this, your commander too. He doesn’t care the kind of trouble he gets into. Once he gets you inside, cloth over the wound on your head, he picks up his radio.

“Why are you giving this to me?” You take the cloth away from your head. “Because you have a gash on your forehead. Don’t move it.”

You listen to him, holding it there.

You thought it was water rushing down your face when in reality, it was your own blood.

“This was an ambush. Our medic is too hurt to walk, stand down.” He breathes into the radio. Voice stern and aggressive. “We’re so close already. We have to keep pushing.” They call back.

“Our ONLY medic is too hurt to offer any kind of aid. If ANYONE else gets hurt, she cannot help you.” His accent is aggressive, you can barely hear it but still hear how aggressive it is.

“That’s just a chance we’re going to have to take.”

König shakes his head, looking through the window and seeing bright bursts of gunfire. This goes on for a few more minutes.

Everything goes silent, and he’s watching. The front doors burst open and they’re carrying a soldier out. He’s bleeding profusely from somewhere, “Hurensohn.” He growls.

“I’m.. I’m okay.” You push yourself off the wall, limping towards the door. You'd been watching it all unfold. He helps you over to the front of the large building he'd already been inside. “Put- him inside.” You point to one of the two remaining humvees. They set him inside and you climb in, grasping the first aid kit. You cut open his shirt, seeing the bullet wound is right in the middle of his abdomen, which is concerning. You raise him up, still disoriented, noticing an exit wound on his back. You apply pressure as hard as you can, trying to get the blood loss to stop. Everyone loaded up and you did your best to address the wound. With an exit wound, there was most likely no bullet fragments still inside. You just needed to stop the bleeding until you could get back to the camp to flush it out.

You held the cloth on him the entire ride back, when you got back, they helped the wounded man, who you didn’t know the name of inside. König followed after you, to make sure you’re okay. “The hell happened?” One of the medic asks, seeing you’re covered in blood. König wants to yell at this woman but he can see the aggression on your face as you push past her, going to aid the other. You’re pulling the cloth off him, examining him more closely to make sure the bullet hadn’t hit any major organs. “Y/N, you need to be treated too, I can take it from here." you roll your eyes.

She grasps your arm, and you rip your arm away from her. “I got it.” You growl. She raises her hands in surrender and König has to hold back a smile. He’s seen this particular woman being mean to you more times than he can count, so to see you fire back at her brought him joy. Once this mans wounds are cleaned, dressed, and the bleeding has stopped, you back off, sitting on a chair. “Need to let her look at you now.” König mumbles. You nod your head. “She’s going to need to put stitches there, Liebes.” He taps his own forehead over the mask. You wondered why he stuck around, waiting for you. Maybe to just make sure you’re okay. You sit down on one of the cots. “König, you mind sitting with her, in case she passes out?” König nods his head, sitting down next to you.

It’s a long process, and it pains him to watch. You flinch and try to hold still but it’s painful. “What happened?” She asks, finishing up the stitches. “Got ambushed. Bomb blew up the Humvee I was in.” You stare straight ahead. “She needs more training. Research on a computer because you and the other medics shrug her off isn’t good enough. Poor girl had no idea what to do, and the rest of us only know the bare minimum when it comes to medical. It’s the blind leading the blind out there.” König’s accent is deep, he’s angry but he’s holding it back. The medic nods her head. The aggression Y/N had shown earlier showed her that. Intentionally or not.

After the medic finishes addressing your wounds, you looked tired. “You okay, Schaf?” He asks.

Blush rises to your cheeks. “I'm sorry. I don’t know what that means König.” You giggle, looking down. “Sheep.”

“You called me Sheep?” You smile. He admires the way your cheeks burn. “Uh.. yeah. Sorry.” His shy self coming out again.

“No don’t be sorry. I think it’s cute.”

You try to repeat it, butchering it miserably. He can’t help but laugh at it. You’re so cute.

And it makes him want to ruin you.

“I need to go to my room to change my clothes.” You frown. He nods his head. “I’ll walk with you. You can’t go anywhere alone, you have a head injury.” You nod your head. He follows you along to your room, his footsteps behind you would scare you if you weren’t on the same side. “You can come in, I’ll change in my bathroom quickly.” He nods his head, ducking underneath the doorframe to get inside. You change your clothes quickly, coming out to sit with him. You’re wearing a baggy t-shirt and leggings, and he loves it. “You saved my life. And.. I don’t know how to thank you enough for that.”

He looks down, he’s smiling but you can’t see it. “I feel like an idiot for having such a slow reaction time.” You blush. “You were stunned, being close to a bomb of that magnitude and surviving with only a gash is beyond me. Don’t beat yourself up Schaf, you did what you could do.” You nod your head. The pet name he'd given you makes your heart flutter, butterflies in your stomach. “I will go check on Sergeant Wilford, you try to get some rest okay?” You nod your head. “Thank you, König. I owe you.” You breathe. “I’ll hold you to that.” He laughs. He loves the drowsy smile you give him. He wants to do nothing but hold you close to him for the night.

He disappears through your door, closing it behind himself. You take a deep breath. You couldn’t help but feel like an idiot.

———

Around 3 in the morning, you’re awake. Your head is throbbing, blood is running down your face. A few of your stitches had gotten torn out through the night and you walked out to the medical area, checking on the solider, picking up everything you needed to stitch up your forehead on your own.

You’re standing in a small mirror that was in the infirmary, hissing in pain as you re-stitched your wound. “sheep, why are you awake?” You jump, dropping the forceps and letting out a groan. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s.. it’s okay.” You try to laugh it off. Heart still pounding in your chest. “Wound tore open in my sleep, I think the stitches were too tight so I’m fixing it.”

“You’re stitching them yourself? That’s pretty hardcore.” He chuckles quietly. “Yeah well. You want something done right, you do it yourself.”

“Sometimes.” He smirks under his mask. “What?”

“Nothing.”

You finish stitching it up and clean up your mess. He once again insists on following you to your room, you invite him in for a few minutes, and this is an opportunity he wants to take.

He’s shy, and he knows he’ll probably fold before he makes a move, but he wants to. So badly.

“What happened to your leggings?”

You’re eyes widen slightly, only just now realizing you had taken them off during the night and forgotten to put anything else on over your undergarments. “oh god. I forgot I took them off. That’s embarrassing.” You stand up going for your dresser. “No need mein Schaf, don’t let me ruin your comfort. I like it anyways.” The words leave his mouth before he can stop them. His eyes widen when he realizes what he’s just said, cheeks burning in embarrassment.

You freeze immediately. “What?”

There’s no going back now. He had to play the part. “I said I like it.” He stands up. He takes a step toward you and he looks down at you. “König..” you breathe, his hand moving to slide up against your cheek. Your eyes shut tightly. His eyes darkening as you reacted this way to him. This tells him you’ve thought about it too. He grasps hold of your hand, sitting back on your bed and pulling you into him. “Get up here.” He breathes. You swallow hard, climbing up on top of him, straddling his waist.

You felt unsettled in your stomach. A 6’10 killing machine beneath you, and he wants you just as bad as you want him.

“Deep in thought ah?” He lays back onto your bed, looking up at you. He runs his hands up your thighs and you breathe out, eyes fluttering closed. He smiles, becoming aware of the sudden power he held over you, how easy it was for you to give in to him. He grasps a tight hold on your hips, pulling you forward, pushing you back until you figured out what he wanted you to do. You drew your hips into him, sliding up and back, grinding your hips into him. He bites his lip under his mask, a small groan leaving his lips. “Such a good girl, sheep. My good girl.” He breathes. His words striking you. You’re in complete shock.

Pants start to slip from your lips, growing more desperate with each pass of your hips, sliding over his growing erection.

He still had cargo pants on, which makes you think it was probably his turn for watch sometime in the night. He sits up, and you look down into his eyes. He grasps his mask, bringing the fabric up and over his lips. Pulling you in to kiss him. The desperation is apparent as you kiss him eagerly. He grips your hips tightly, pulling you into him. He slides his hand under your shirt as you kiss him. Pushing the shirt up and over your hips. His hands playing the with the hem of your panties. “Lay on your back sheep, let me take care of you.” He lifts you off of him, and you obey him immediately, something he notices and loves. “You’re hurt, I’ll take care of you.” He whispers. Pushing your shirt up over your stomach. He slides his fingertips up your front, sliding his hand over your breast, squeezing it gently.

You were amazed by the face that his huge hands could feel so gentle on you.

“Please König.” You whimper. Lifting your hips into his.

You wanted him. Wanted him inside of you.

He reaches down. Unbuckling his belt. He was far too shy to take his pants all of the way off. But he lowers them just enough to free his cock from its restraint, your eyes widening at the sheer size of him. “S’alright. I’ll be gentle with you.” He breathes. Noticing your nervousness. Like a predator, he could hear your heart beating from a mile away.

“At first.”

Your clench your eyes closed, so nervous. He loops his fingers over your panties, dragging them down your legs. Admiring the way your arousal glistens in small amount of lighting. “So pretty.” He breathes, running his fingertips over your opening. A whimper leaves your lips, your legs opening more.

So willing.

“So fucking sweet.” He growls. He lines himself up with your entrance, pushing the tip into your opening. Your eyes widen at how much he stretches you. “You’re alright.” He leans down. “Promise it’ll feel good once you’re used to me.”

When he bottoms out, a gasp leaves your lips. “Oh my god..” you whimper.

He struggles to slide back out of you, you were so tight around him. He wanted to stay there forever. Your eyes prick with tears immediately, feeling so full, so overstimulated already. He starts out slow, but as you get used to him, he picks up the pace. And you’re a mess beneath him, eyes watering, lips parted. He has to cover your mouth to stop the noises from slipping from your lips. He’s holding back, the metal of your bed would hammer against the wall if he’s too rough. But god does he want to be.

“Can you take it, sheep? Can you take me harder?” He asks. You nod your head. “Need you to be quiet for me,” he pulls away, standing on the edge of the bed, pulling you by your thighs to move you where he wants you, sliding back inside of you and picking you up. Arms under your thighs, wrapped around your back. “Don’t care what you have to do. Stay quiet, sheep. Or I’ll punish you.” You nod your head. He starts fast, and he’s fucking into you hard.

He’s bottoming out with each thrust, your eyes rolling back. You wrap your arms around his neck, biting down onto his shoulder and he groans. “Fucking hell. so verdammt hübsch” he growls, he grips you tight, cock sliding perfectly into you. Everything he’s thought about doing to you up to this point, he knows he can. He knows you'll allow him to do everything to you, just by the way you reacted to his touch. The sound of his cargo pants manage to muffle the sounds of skin on skin, thankfully. If he hadn't kept them on, the way he was fucking himself into you would be loud. The only sound throughout the room were his almost silent groans, and the sound of his belt rattling with each thrust he took, it became the sexiest sound you'd heard.

"Fuck me, wolf. Take all of me." You whisper into his ear, all of the hair on his body standing up as you say it. He clenches his eyes closed, hips hammering into yours until you want to scream, but know that you can't. You bite down on your lip until you're sure you draw blood. "Lift my mask, sheep. Kiss me when you cum." He breathes. "Want to cum with you." You mewl. He smiles and the only way you can tell is by the small wrinkles that form around his eyes. "Almost there." He groans. "Going to fill you full." He whispers. "You're mine. All mine, mein Schaf." He growls, latching his teeth onto the skin on your neck, dragging a whimper from your lips. "I-I'm so close." Another whimper has him on edge. Right there. "Cum with me sheep, kiss me."

You lift his mask to the bridge of his nose, kissing him hard, teeth knocking into each other as you kiss him with more force than you've ever kissed anyone before. You cry against his lips and he can feel wetness dripping down his lips. He wonders for a minute, if it's your tears but than he notices the metallic taste in his mouth. It doesn't bother him. His eyes roll back as he reaches his high, feeling you clench tight around him, throbbing against him. He groans out as he reaches his orgasm, filling you full until his cum dripped back out of you. When his thrusts finally come to a halt, he's breathing heavily and he sets you back down onto your bed. Admiring the way your thighs shook violently. "Your forehead." He breathes out, the other side of stiches that you hadn't repaired had broken open. "m'sorry." He breathes. You blush, looking up at him, wiping the blood from your face. "no.. I'm sorry. I got blood all over you." he smiles. "I'm yours and you are mine. A little blood isn't going to change that." He tucks his still hard cock back into his pants, goes into your bathroom, wetting down a cloth and bringing it back out. As he walks out, his belt is still undone and it rattles just slightly, wetness pooling between your legs as you hear it. He sits next to you, wiping at the blood all over your face. "I know how to stitch, sheep. You want my help?" He asks. You nod your head. He grasps a blanket, wrapping you up in it and lifting you up. He once again carries you as if you're weightless, something you loved. Once he reaches the infirmary, he sets you down onto an empty cot, being careful not to wake any others up. He cleans up your wound again, sanitizing and disinfecting everything, even though it stings. He tries to be as quick as he can, stitching up the gash once again. "A few days rest. So they don't break open again." He whispers. You nod your head. "I'll take you back."

When he lays you down on your own bed, he hears something he didn't think he'd ever hear. You look up at him, those doe eyes he loved so much. "Stay." You whisper. "Please stay." He smiles. "I don't have clothes, sheep."

"Than sleep naked, wolf." You smile. He rolls his eyes.

He asks you to turn away as he removes his boots and cargo pants, leaving him in just a t-shirt and boxers, and of course, his mask. He climbs into your bed next to you, pulling you into him. He's huge, and so warm.

"Sleep my sheep."

#konig mw2 #könig mw2 #yandere könig #cod mw2 #ghost mw2 #call of duty mw2 #soap mw2 #price mw2 #alejandro mw2 #konig x reader #könig smut #könig modern warfare

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rogueddie · 1 year

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"You have glasses!"

Steve looks up, in time to see Eddie skipping out of his room. "Why were you in my room?"

"Being nosey. More importantly!" He holds Steves glasses up, almost victoriously. "You wear glasses!"

"No, I don't. I wear contacts."

"You wear- how did I not know this?" Eddie flops down next to him, waving the glasses in his face. "Put 'em on, will ya?"

"No?"

"Please?"

"I'm not putting them on. I wear contacts, I don't need glasses."

He takes them off Eddie, putting them on the side table and, thankfully, Eddie doesn't bring them up again for the rest of the night. And, optimistically, Steve thinks that maybe that means that he's fully dropped it.

Only the next time Eddie comes over, he finds the glasses again, like a sniffer dog. He's doesn't badger Steve to put them on, just puts them on a nearby table. When Steve tries to scold him, he gives his best wide, sad doe-eyes.

"I'm never going to put them on," Steve says.

"Never?"

"Never."

Eddie sighs, flopping down on so he's laying on the sofa, putting the back of his hand to his forehead. "I can't believe you would betray me like this! You have wounded me! It stings, Stevie, deep in my soul!"

Again, the next time, Eddie puts the glasses on a nearby table. He never says anything and, if Steve doesn't address them, then Eddie seems content to pretend they're not there as well.

Even when Steve does address them, Eddie is- as always- very good at matching the mood. He's usually teasing. Though the one time Steve had been genuinely annoyed, Eddie apologized. He said that, if he really wanted him to, he'd stop putting them out. And the next time he hadn't... so Steve teased him. Which started their little routine up again as though nothing had happened.

It makes Steve curious enough to try them on. He hadn't put them on since he'd tried the frames on, before the lenses with his prescription had been put in them.

They're not horrible. But he still hates how they look.

"Why don't you like your glasses?" Eddie finally asked one day, once their usual teasing had died down.

"I just don't." Steve shrugs. "I don't know. They look a little ugly."

"Hm." Eddie frowns. "What's your prescription?"

"Uh, I wrote it on a note inside the case, I think... yeah, here."

Eddie accepts the little paper, but doesn't hand it back. Steve doesn't notice.

A month later, Eddie knocks on his door.

"Eds," Steve greets, surprised. "I thought we were meeting at the Byers house?"

"We are," Eddie holds out a little present. "I wanted to give you these early."

Steve tuts, but accepts the present, stepping back so Eddie can step inside. He doesn't start opening it until they sit down in the living room.

"Wh- Eddie," Steve whines, holding the glasses case like they're a dead animal he doesn't want to touch. "Dude, no, come on."

"Just... look first. Please?"

He rolls his eyes, but opens the case anyway. He's surprised by the frames Eddie's chosen. They're not the kind Steve would have picked out for himself.

"Try them on? I won't look!" Eddie even throws his hands over his eyes.

"Fine. Stay here."

Steve is surprised by how much he does like them, once he puts them on. He only hesitates for a moment before taking his contacts out, so he can wear the glasses instead.

"Thank you," Steve says as soon as he steps back into the living room.

Eddie stares at him for a long moment. "Oh."

"Oh?"

"You look really pretty."

"Oh, ha, yeah, uh," Steve says, stuttering, flushing bright red. "Thanks. Um."

"Seriously. Fucking... jesus. Sorry, it's... you look good." Eddie shakes his head. "Merry fucking Christmas to me."

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie fic #ficlet #idk man #I had a good idea and then it kinda fell apart and now there's just this #:(#christma22k

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saetoru · 2 years

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jujutsu kaisen boys except it’s that trend where you don’t say i love you back when they’re about to leave

JUJUTSU KAISEN + NOT SAYING I LOVE YOU BACK

☰ CHARACTERS ⋮ geto suguru, gojo satoru, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, itadori yuji

— contents ⋮ fluff + sfw — minors do not follow me though

— notes ⋮ stop id do this to gojo every day to annoy him

✰ 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 kisses you lips sweetly as he plants two hands on your hips, humming against your mouth before he pulls away and smiles at you. “well, i better go. bye, i love you,” he murmurs, one hand coming up to stroke your cheek slowly. “okay, bye suguru,” you smile, moving to pull away. he frowns, hands gripping your waist tighter to keep you in place, making you stifle a giggle as you pretend to be confused. “i’ll see you tomorrow then. love you,” he tries again, waiting as he stares at you expectantly. you nod, waving at him slightly as you try to take a step back again. “see you tomorrow, baby.” clicking his teeth, his lips curl into a frown as he glares at you and huffs. “i said i love you. is there anything you’d like to say back? you know, maybe i love you too?” he grumbles. he rolls his eyes when you giggle, but his lips twitch to a happy grin when you kiss his nose and mumble, “i love you too, suguru.”

✰ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 pinches your nose with a grin, letting out a dramatic sigh as he stands in front of your door. “well, don’t be too sad to see me go,” he grins cheekily, “i’ll be back to visit ya tomorrow. love you,” he leans in and pecks your lips gently, pulling you closer as his arms curl around your frame. you almost give up when he gently rocks you from side to side, the words almost falling off your tongue to repeat back—but you catch yourself at the last second. “okay, toru. see you tomorrow then.” he waits a moment for you to add more, the slightest frown tugging at his lips when you don’t say what he wants to hear. “and?” he raises a brow. “and…i hope you get home safe?” you offer. huffing, he crosses his arms and pouts at you, and you don’t need to see under the blindfold to know his eyes are glaring at you. “well of course i’ll get home safe. but who knows if i’ll ever come back here,” he grumbles, “don’t wanna be somewhere where i’m not loved.” rolling your eyes, you snort, cupping his cheeks and bringing him in for another kiss before you murmur, “love you too, you drama queen,” against his mouth.

✰ 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 chuckles against your mouth as you pull him back in for a kiss as he tries to pull away, a large palm rubbing soothing circles into the small of your back as he lets you have one more kiss before he leaves. “i’ll see you tomorrow, love,” he hums, “i love you.” smiling, you trace a finger along his cheekbone as you press a sweet peck into his cheek, murmuring, “can’t wait. bye, kento.” the frown on his face is almost instant, and he doesn’t pull away, standing there for a bit as he hopes you’ll take the hint and repeat the statement back. “me either,” he agrees, making no moves of pulling away, still waiting to hear you whisper you love him back. fighting back a grin, you pull away, faux concern on your face as you cup his cheek. “anything wrong, kento?” sighing, he shakes his head, placing his hand over yours as he presses his forehead to yours. “no, i just love you is all,” he says quietly, and you don’t think you’d be able to stop the words from falling off your tongue if you tried. beaming, you peck his lips as you mumble, “me too, kento. i love you too.”

✰ 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈 has two hands in his pockets as he shuffles on his feet at your front door, sighing before he leans in and pecks your forehead. “well, i’ll be off. love you,” he mumbles, smiling softly when you turn your head and return a kiss to his cheek. “bye, baby. text me when you get home,” you hum. he nods, eyeing you for a moment as he waits for the rest of your response, frowning slightly when it doesn’t come. “okay, i will. i love you,” he says quietly, waiting a moment for you to say it back, brows furrowing slightly when you only offer him a gentle smile and nod. his shoulders sag slightly before he turns to walk out the door, the tiniest bit confused and just a little bummed you don’t repeat the words back to him. but you catch his wrist with a giggle before he can walk out, pulling him to turn and face you again, kissing him gently as you cup his face and rub his cheek with your thumb. “before you go, i have one more thing,” you grin, bumping your forehead against his as he stares at you with wide eyes and slightly swollen lips, “i love you too.”

✰ 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈 pouts when you smile at him and say, “bye baby, i’ll miss you,” as he steps out your apartment, shoulders dropping as he turns back around. “i’ll miss you too,” he mumbles, “and i love you. a lot,” he adds hopefully, and you almost feel bad about the way his face drops when you don’t repeat the words back, instead smoothing a few strands of hair from his face as you chuckle. “it’s okay, we’ll see each other tomorrow. bye, yuji.” his eyes are clouded with disappointment as he furrows his brows, stepping closer to you and stalling for another moment before he quietly mumbles, “babe, i said i love you,” he pouts, “i love you,” he tries again, crossing his arms and huffing as you break out into a fit of giggles. “i love you, i’ll keep saying it till you say it back,” he grumbles, making you pull him into a hug as you scatter tiny pecks across his face. “i love you too,” you chuckle, “i was just messing with you.” he pokes your ribs, head digging into your neck as he mumbles, “nuh uh, you gotta say it back to all the other times too.”

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sir-kuroo · 8 months

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ♡ MIYA ATSUMU

as the class president, it's your duty to talk sense into ATSUMU about the porn magazine you confiscated from him that's...until one thing leads to another

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 ⋮ f!reader, pwp, creampie, classroom sex, 69, fingering, cunnlingus, L-bomb

“Hey, iinchou...” Atsumu greeted as he closed the classroom door behind him. “It’s already late, ya know? You can just give that to me during practice.”

You shot him a stern and disappointed look. He gulped. He knew he won’t get away without another earful from you.

“I can’t believe you! Looking at dirty stuff like this during class? Do you know what could happen if the teacher finds out...”

He scoffed. “I doubt they’ll never let me play volleyball.”

Atsumu was supposed to view the magazine at home, but he got excited and took a little peek. He was too thrilled to find that the latest issue was filled with preppy and co-ed looking AV idols in school uniform that he didn’t notice you glaring behind him.

You grimaced. “You’re hopeless.”

He sighed.

All the girls at Inarizaki treated him like a celebrity. Tch! Yet the look on your face when you saw him with that magazine made him feel like he’s a convict, a criminal, a disgustin’ piece of human being.

Yeah, right. He got it. You’re the class president and you’re just basically overdoing your job when it comes to him. It ain’t even your fault. He even voted for you, because you’re... He blushed.

Why was he even thinkin’ ‘bout ya! What he should be focusin’ on right now was how to get that magazine back so he could have some good stuff before bedtime.

“C’mon now. It’s late. I don’t have time for this. They’re even turnin’ the lights off.”

Even so, the lamps were on over the running track outside shedding a little light on your profile as you stood by the window.

“You’re not even taking me seriously.” Your brows knitted together. Atsumu clenched his fist. You’re makin’ things difficult for him...

“What? Tell me...You wanna bring that home? I get it. I get it. Fine, all yers. I didn’t think ya have it in ya, iinchou.”

You blushed! “W-What do you mean- I- Hey! I’m not into this kind of stuff!”

He tried to control his grin. You’re really making it hard for him. He can’t help it when you’re this cute.

“I have a lot at home. If you want, I can share some-”

“You’re such a pig!” You slammed the magazine in his face. “I don’t want anything to do with this and you!”

“Did’ya just call me a pig? Did’ya even know how much patience I’ve been puttin’ up wit’ ya?” Atsumu stepped forward, cornering you.

He’s visible now. You gulped. Gosh, he’s freshly showered. Smells good. So handsome.

You were just speechless as he continued his nagging. “I could just easily ignore ya, y’know? I could easily shut you up. Yer even takin’ too much of my practice time! I could easily bully you, yet I don’t cuz I have a crush on ya-”

Atsumu stopped but it’s too late. Your eyes widened at his revelation.

“That’s...not a good joke.” You whispered with a saddened gaze. Was he playing with your feelings, now?

“It...ain’t a joke.” Making you sad was the last thing he wanted. He took a deep inhale and looked away shyly. “Truth is...half of the rules I break was just to get yer attention...”

You gulped and felt your face heating up. Your chest rose up and down as you caught your breath. You couldn’t believe the day would come when you’d be hearing this from him.

“I know I annoy you a lot.” You started, looking away in embarrassment. “But I only keep a close eye on you because I want to support you. I want you to keep doing what you love and-”

The next thing you know he’s already cupping your face. Your lips overlapped with his while you closed your eyes, surrendering in the kiss. His tongue started massaging yours and you held onto his shoulder as he had an arm firm around your frame.

He released your lips, shifting his focus on your neck. Your breath got caught in your chest as he tasted and suck on your skin. His mouth on your neck was building heat in btween your legs. Your bodies pressed even closet together, craving more contact. You felt something bulging between the both of you while he slid your school blazer off.

“Iinchou, I wanna...touch...” He begged.

You blushed. “Y-You’re asking that when you’re already taking my blouse off.”

“’m sorry…” he’s not. He pulled up your bra and revealed your bare breasts. “Fuck…” he breathed out and filled his hand with your flesh, fondling. “So soft…”

You breathed heavily while he couldn’t take his eyes off your squishy tits. He dry gulped and took one into his mouth.

“Aaahh…” You let out, feeling the sensation as his tongue toyed around your nipple. He pulled it up and popped it free, watching it jiggle at the release.

“Ugh, can’t take it!” He let out, panting.

You watched with a hazy gaze as Atsumu stepped backwards, pushing two tables together. With his strong arm, he scooped you up and transferred you there, placing you atop the desk.

He tugged your panties down and you gave your consent by lifting your hips to help him take it off. He sat on a chair and opened your legs wide. “Ya look so juicy…” He whispered and started licking your pussy.

“Aaahhh…Tsumu…” You moaned as he continuously lapped your folds and clit up and down. Your pussy felt so soft and puffy against his tongue it’s making him wanna eat you more and more. Your hips uncontrollably rolled while he had his hands firm on your thighs to hold you down. “Tsumu…”

He freed your pussy from his mouth and stood up as soon as he sensed you’re about to reach your peak. “I wanna see yer face as you cum.” You just stared at him clueless until he slid two fingers inside you. Your back arched as his digits pushed in and out. Gosh, you’re so gooey under his touch that his cock was getting heavier. It didn’t take long until you’re writhing around him. Your mouth parted as you softly moaned, reaching your peak.

And that…that was what orgasm felt like. You heaved, bewildered. Catching your breath, he leaned forward to engulf you in a kiss. You soon heard the sound of metal clacking, which you figured was his belt.

“Can I?” He asked.

You blushed and nodded your head. He swiped his tip against your slit to lubricate himself. You readied yourself, holding onto his strong biceps. Slowly, he eased inside you. You both let out a moan when your pussy swallowed the entirety of him in. You teared a little. He’s big that you never imagined someone his size could fit your little hole.

You remained still, panting.

“Are ya okay?” He asked.

You nodded your head. “I’m okay now. You can move.”

“It’s our first time. I’ll be slow.” He lovingly said as he began pulling out and pushing in a tempered tempo. Gradually, it starting to feel really good like an odd kind of massage wherein it was his cock inside your folds.

You let out a moan of pleasure and Tsumu increased his pace. Oh gosh, you never knew sex would feel this good. This great. Your hips now matching his penetration.

“Y/N…” he breathed out, pumping skillfully that your juices overflowed from your vagina.

You held onto the edge of the table for leverage as Atsumu’s movements were becoming more pronounced. Accidentally, your eyes travelled to the floor and saw the porn magazine you confiscated from him. You couldn’t believe it you’re in the same exact position as the idol from the magazine’s page.

Atsumu didn’t fail to notice.

“Ya know, that magazine was yer fault anyway!” He mercilessly slammed his dick deep inside you.

“Mhmn! T-Tsumu?” You breathed out.

“I only buy those so I can imagine fuckin’ ya in this uniform! In this very position!” He said as he began pounding faster.

“Aaaahhh! Tsumu…”

“Yer the only person I wanna fuck! Dammit! I’m dyin’ to have ya in every way!” Tsumu plunged in deep, his tip kissing your womb.

“S-so rough…Wait- Tsumu…”

He’s screwing you like crazy that the tables started squeaking and swaying.

His eyes were shut and his brows were knitted together as he cried out all the lewd things he wanted to do to you. “You…Against the chalkboard! Fuck! And yer mouth…around my cock under the table!”

“Tsumu….” You moaned, your mind going blank.

“Best of all…on this desk! On my desk!” He thrust harder and faster.

Your legs reflexively wrapped around his waist to meet your orgasm. “Aaahhh…aahhh…I-I’m coming!”

You reached for him and clasped your hands at the back of his neck. Your gazes met and you mindlessly uttered, “I love you, Tsumu.”

He bit his lip and whimpered. You squeezed him up, while you both moved your hips in a frenzy, as you two come down.

“Iinchou…Y/N, I love you too.” Atsumu murmured against your shoulder as he cradled you. You reveled in the moment until you felt something dripping down your thigh.

“…”

“I-I’ll take full responsibility. I swear! It’s just…ya said ya love me and I lost it.”

“How can we be so careless?” You pinched and pulled his cheek. “I can’t believe I allowed it without giving much thought.” You sighed.

“I mean what I said though.” He looked you in the eye. “Yer the only person I’d wanna fuck from now on.”

Atsumu grinned his foxy grin the kind that always made your heart stop and, now, your pussy wet. He inched closer, noses touching and soon you found yourselves making out.

“Mhmn!” You were surprised to feel him grow and harden inside you again.

“Just one more, please.” He pleaded until you couldn’t even remember how you got yourselves on the floor and with your hand around his dick and with him beneath you as he inspected your pussy.

Gosh, who knew his cock would be as pretty as him. The tip blushing perfectly that you couldn’t help but move your tongue around it. Your hand stroke up and down to stimulate his shaft while his moans encouraged you to do better and devour his full-length.

“Damn…so sexy. Yer so damn sexy. A lot better than my hand when I imagine you do that.” He exhaled as the heat in him rose. No fair, he’s about to cum. Not yet. “Ya seem to enjoy your meal there…” His hands started caressing your ass. “Now, what do we have here?” His thumbs parted the lips of your pussy to reveal your folds and he dove right in, eating you out like a hungry fox.

You whimpered around his cock, which sent him shivers. He pulled his face away and replaced it with his fingers inside you. “Oh look at that…” He said through gritted teeth so hyped up as he fucked you with his digits. “Yer creamin’ around my fingers.”

“T-Tsumu, w-what’re you-mmnph-“ Your legs gave up and Tsumu held you firm, lifting your hips up as he aggressively plunged his fingers fast in and out you were screaming his name so loud as you cum.

Shit! That shit made him even harder his cock felt so heavy. “I…I need to cum.” He huffed with hungry eyes.

You both came and came endlessly that evening. You couldn’t even keep track anymore. Droplets of his cum even messed up the floor and several chairs and tables in the classroom as you two fucked like crazy over and over again. You couldn’t even remember how you ended up with your chest pressed against the blackboard and a leg hooked around his arm as he penetrated you deeply and thoroughly from behind.

“I…hah hah…I’m going crazy.” You said, as you became lightheaded with all the sex yet couldn’t help yourself. It felt too good that you didn't want it to end. It must be the hormones or the pent-up tension of always being at each other’s throats with you being the class rep and him being the attention-seeking mischievous classmate.

“Ugh…iinchou!” He exclaimed as he pressed you even harder against board, his cock going deeper. “I’m even crazier! I’m fuckin’ the class rep raw in the classroom against the blackboard after class!”

“Ohhhh…ahhh…Tsumu…I can’t anymore, please!” You cried as you came for the nth time.

“Iinchou…Y/N!” He hissed against your ear as he gave you bust his load inside you.

You both breathed out while he slid himself outside you. His cum spilled out of your pussy the moment he pulled his cock out.

“Crap, we got some cleaning to do.” You said as he pulled you in embrace and gave your cheek a sweet kiss.

“Lemme take care of that.”

It was already dark when Atsumu finished cleaning your mess and offered to walk you home. You never thought you’d be home late just because of your boyfriend.

“Did ya have fun, iinchou? Or…did I overdo it?” Tsumu asked.

“It was great, but yes. You overdid it.” You blushed. “All of that…in the classroom for my first time.” You wanted to hide your face in embarrassment. You never thought you’d be that lewd.

“It’s yer fault.” He pulled you in an embrace. “Yer very sexy back there.”

“Goddammit, Atsumu!”

He chuckled. “How ‘bout we…”

“After your practice match.” You firmly said, knowing what he’s about to suggest.

“What? But Y/N…that’s next week.” Tsumu whined.

You shot him a look. “Got any complaints?”

He sighed and pouted. “Nope, none.”

“Your magazine…where is it?” You asked, remembering where it all began.

Tsumu carefreely shrugged his shoulders. “Nah, I ended up usin’ it to wipe the floor. I ain’t gonna be needin’ that anyways.” You tilted your head in puzzlement. He whispered closely to your ear. “I already got ‘ya.”

You blushed further and he grinned. Oh, you could only imagine what your last year of high school with Atsumu got in store for you.

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