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I love cake

gist: When I go back to my seat, I observe Beni reading a book and proceed to ask him: "What are you reading?"

"Oh, you’re done how was it?"

"Wonderful, nothing like a hot shower to make me feel better."

"Glad to hear that. I’m reading Izana, a folklore story that deals with the legend of the girls born on the year of the horse. Some sort of curse condemns their existence and the only solution as cruel as it may sound is to kill the kid to inhibit them from bringing misfortune to the village. It was a common practise of clan superiority traditions but it’s extremely nefarious so it has died down to a certain extent."

"Wow! I didn’t know you liked folkore stories like that. I’ll add that to my reading list for this month."

"It will be a wonderful read, I assure you."

"I don’t doubt it."

chapter notes:

Ramyeon*: Korean noodles my fave are kimchi and spicy from shin ramyeon.

Baguette*: French stick type of bread.

Camembert*: Smelly French cheese (some say it smells like feet…)

Cailler*, Läderach ag*, Toblerone* Lindt*: Swiss chocolate brands which happen to be my fave.

Petit beurre*: butter biscuit sometimes covered with milk chocolate or dark one. Its equivalent in the anglo saxon sphere would be graham crackers.

Quatre quarts*: Made up name place but it means pound cake in French.

bruva*: british lingo for brother (another example is how they add chew in tuesday- phonetically speaking).

rad*: crazy, mad about.

Lapis Lazuli*: a hotel name in this fic but is also a crystal often blue as well as song by the Beach House.

Jambon beurre*: literally ham butter sandwich. A very popular combo, if you ever can get a sammy at a French boulangerie, this is a classic.

financier*: a small cake (typically a finger food), can be rectangular or oval which dates back to 1865.

Je suis à Paris, les nanas*: translation Girls, I'm in Paris. Les nanas means girls but sometimes it can also mean boobs. Here is the former but the more you know…

Bukkake*: A collective jizz shower if you get what I mean…

For the pet names list: love, honey, daddy and sir for Leo.

Concerning Palais de la démesure, it is a fic I'm currently writing. Might be out towards like February of this year if work doesn't manage to knock me out first (fingers crossed)!

Cw: sex in a bathroom at the airport(do not reproduce, I Guess), benimaru is a menace, reader getting ate out, attempt to an actual handjob and blowjob but oh well she can't do much because of him, benimaru also is addicted to her so much so he's back at it again in the airplane( a menace he is), consuming porn, group chat talks are the best.

wc: 7096

c/s: this one is quite long, heh!

Blank/Ageless blogs/MDNI, I will block you!

I’ve dreamt of this moment ever since I laid my eyes on her back in uni. I have to pace myself otherwise I’ll just jizz my pants and I don’t want that for my first sexual intercourse with Y/n. Dawg, I sound like a fucking teenager who’s tryna get their very first nut! Why am I so goddam nervous in the first place. Like this is light work but I wanna impress her too…

"So," she commences "what are you going to do about your erection?"

He tells her "Brace yourself on that sink with both hands, if you will?"

"I can do that."

"That’s secure enough for you? You’re not going to do anything which requires the use of my might?"

"Maybe, who knows?"

He gets down on his knees and his hands start fumbling your backside.

I have my hands on uni's most appraised butt. What a fucking legend I am to be the one fondling it. We were little shits back then but what could a motherfucker do besides blame hormones? We were packing and matter of fact I ain’t lose none of the moves from back then. I’ll show her how a real man eats out a woman.

Memories

"Hey, you don’t know what I’d do to get my hands on Y/n’s backside."

"Same! Before I die, if god is real and can grant me one wish, I wanna rest my head on it. You can tell the joint's hella comfortable."

"What if she farts?"

"Are you dumb or you’re acting like it on purpose?"

"He is, poor thing really thought women don’t get gassy."

"You sure you passed them exams to get to uni or maybe you bribed someone?"

"What are you even saying?"

"I said what I said and it stays between us."

"You can’t be the first one who’s done it anyway."

"He’s so spot on."

"Anywho… wanna bet?"

"Bet about what?"

"I’ll touch that butt of hers before any of y’all get the chance to. I’m the best, so place it now."

"Two hundred."

"Fifty ‘cause I’m behind rent this month."

"One thousand if you do it today."

"Sold! Just watch me in action."

"Y/n!"

"Beni! How have you been?"

"Not looking as fine as you do."

"Stop playing."

"I’m just saying the truth."

"Yeah, keep at it."

"I was wondering if we could maybe go to the movies."

"Tonight, I can’t I have a due paper and need to verify some finishing touches before I hand it in but tomorrow, I’m free."

"Tomorrow at ten, then."

He mouths to them when he goes away by Y/n's side 'just watch me, you bunch o’ goons.'

"He acting like he the king or sum?"

"So fucking conceited!"

"He must be high from what he bouta get tomorrow."

Tomorrow evening

"As always, you look superb."

"You don’t look so bad yourself."

"That’s a compliment from Y/n, I’ll cherish it my whole life."

"Really?"

"Pick whatever you’d like, my treat."

"Salted caramel popcorn, butter and sprite. I wouldn’t mind having some sour patch kids…"

"Great choice."

"What about you?"

"I don’t really feel like eating so, candy will be aight."

"You like it?"

"So far, it ain’t bad."

"We’re getting to the scarier bits."

"Okay."

"You can hold me, if you want to."

"I’ll be good."

That’s what she said but her hands were gripping his bicep and her hiding her face on it says otherwise. She really was tryna act strong in front of a horror movie. You should know better!

"It’s gotten better, I promise."

She looks at the screen and the murderers are actually decapitating the victim while performing some sort of ritual which apparently could revive the dead. In answer to him lying to her she smacks his arm.

"Beni! How could you do this to me?"

He chortles so hard which earn him some disapproving looks from other folks who were also in the room.

"I thought it would be nice to prank you. Please, don't hate me. You're so pretty when you get mad."

"You're crazy Beni, on god you are."

At first you think it’s a bit odd or he’s perhaps just getting in the mood so you let him do how he feels it. He hikes up your dress, plays with your undies a little before getting a sharp inhale from the source.

He slides her panties down to her ankles and slowly but surely smooches her pearl. She smells really good down there. He’s glad he gets to taste her essence from the source right away even though licking her clean from her underwear would thrill him too.

His hands grab her cheeks to spread them in a way he can engulf fully her clitoris into his moist hot cavern.

He lets her know that eating her out is one of the many things he enjoys doing when he vibrates around her button. She lets out an almost inaudible squeal which has him struck at first to hear such a sound but women are one of a kind so he’ll try to get to know more sounds like this he’s not so used to hear. Interesting, he considered.

She grips the sink, harder. She also makes a mental note not to make too much noise because they are in a public setting. Yes, with Leo she was inside a car outside but this time things are slightly different she’s in the airport, getting it on with someone who’s had eyes on her for a long time. She doesn’t know what to expect of him in terms of what he can do to her given the current situation she finds herself in. She should be fine, she likes to think this way.

"Just like that, please don’t stop."

He asks her "you like that or you could use some more of my face?"

She spits back "you want me to ride it?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Do we have time?"

"We still have roughly eleven minutes left, so go ahead."

She grabs the back of his head, settles exactly how she feels like she should be using his face like a seat then makes a back and forth motion while trying to keep her composure because his tongue is not really giving her a break like she thought she’d get as if she were in control.

A few moments after she finds herself on her knees, riding his face while she tries to pump his erection with her bare hands, Benimaru somehow forgot how nice acrylics feel on his dick. It’s been a long time since he’s had a wild night similar to the one when he had been summoned at the Palais de la Démesure. He sometimes wishes he were summoned more often but oh, you cannot have everything you want in life now, can you?

Anytime she tries to wrap her lips around his head, he makes her jerk slightly forward with his tongue skills. When she finally does engulf him into her mouth, he lets out a sharp inhale. As she bobs his length up and down he grips her hips harder and sucks on her clit to the best of his ability one could think it has somehow become a competition to see which one of them is going to make the other come the fastest.

When her much awaited release washes over her, her first reaction is to put her hand over her mouth and she remains there, shaking for nearly three minutes atop Benimaru’s face.

"How are you?"

"Better than ever, great I must say!"

"How much?"

"We ended before the actual time so we have five minutes to freshen up, look somewhat presentable not like we were fucking and off, we are."

"I never had someone make me come like that just using my clitoris, only.

I wanna know where did you learn that."

"I can ’t tell you where or who I learned it from all. I can say is that I am thrilled to hear you enjoyed that. I would gladly give you another clitoridian orgasm whenever you feel like having one. I am at your service anytime."

"That’s so refined of you. Is that how you get women?"

"No, not my preferred method to say the least."

"Then, how do you proceed, I’m curious now?"

"Well…" he says meanwhile he buttons up his pants. "May you please remind me how I got you."

"Uhm… I don’t quite remember how that went. I could use a little help if you know what mean."

"Y/n you’re being incredibly hurtful in my opinion. How could you do this to me?"

"I don’t know what you’re talking about."

"I invited you to have breakfast with me, we talked for a bit. I made you laugh and got you on a trip abroad with me. So far, aren’t you enjoying it?"

"You’re right about that. We’ll see that when we’re finally in Paris."

She takes off her panties and discards them.

"You’re not going to wear panties during our flight?"

"They’re soaked. I’m not doing that to her plus, a little wind won’t hurt."

"You’re right maybe, I should do the same."

"No, you should hurry up. I’ll go out first and send you a message when you can come out."

"We cannot be seen exiting this room together."

"Okay. I’ll wait for the message."

On board

"Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten up your seatbelts."

"What are we going to do once we land there, Benimaru?"

"For the very first few nights, we’ll stay at a hotel if all goes according to plan that is, then later we’ll go to a house that I rented. That way, we’re not permanently in Paris throughout the whole trip because it may be the city of love but it’s not able to fit all of us who wish to be there."

"You meant you wanted to move there someday?"

"I would love to but the housing situation is enough to provide me with a decent headache, I don’t need that on a daily basis."

"Oh, I get it but maybe you should try moving to the suburbs. I’m sure you’d find your happiness there."

She’s probably not wrong. I’m sure one can find a nice place within an hour difference from Paris.

Meal

"The baguette is rather stale, if you ask me. The salad’s okay, the camembert too, a glass of wine, the onion soup with and we got macarons for dessert. I think I’ll ask for a bowl of ramyeon* later in the day, I know I’ll be hungry.

"What did you get?"

"I opted for cantonese rice, a side of pickled okra, a pudding and I also have boxes of chocolate."

"How did you get chocolate?"

"Complimenting the flight attendant goes a long way…"

"You’re telling me I should do the same?"

"No, I have two boxes, one for me and the other for you."

"Can I see the goods?"

"Here you go."

"Normally, we have Cailler*, Läderach ag*, Toblerone* and Lindt*."

"Oh, how I love Swiss chocolate!"

"I know you do."

"Should we share?"

"Only if you want to."

"Swiss liquor ones or petit beurre*?"

"Why not both?"

"You’re right," she lets out "we should treat ourselves."

You both bite them. Now for the Swiss liquor, you popped one into your mouth.

"Y/n you have something on your upper lip."

You look at it, you can’t see what he’s just mentioned. He said "I’ll get it for you."

He approached your face, touched your upper lip with the pad of his finger and then kissed you. It caught you by surprise, you gave in didn’t even fight back.

"What was that for?"

"I was always told that chocolate liquor tastes better if it’s comes from someone else’s mouth so I wanted to put it to test."

"You’re trying to impress me or did I miss something?"

"We can try it again if you want to, you can kiss me this time."

"Beni～ is it because you didn’t get to do it earlier?"

"It probably is."

"We should watch a movie together."

"Then, I’ll leave the choice to you."

"That’s okay with you?"

"Of course! Why wouldn’t it be?"

"You think my seat has enough space for us?"

"I’m sure it’s the case. We should get comfy."

"Are you sure the flight attendant is not going to catch us?"

"We aren’t doing nothing illegal Y/n, just watching a movie."

"I’ll sit first, you sit on me and get the covers."

"What did you pick?"

"You’re going to see."

"Paprika or Tokyo godfathers?"

He doesn't answer. He does love how you keep asking him what you're going to watch. It's amusing for him.

Midway through the movie, your head peacefully rested on Beni’s chest while he stroke your thigh aimlessly just reeling at how much he wanted this brief moment to last.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes, it’s a bit hard to follow but I think I’m getting the hang of it."

"I’m happy to hear that."

"I told you to pay attention to it and you’re getting sleepy on me. No can do."

His dominant hand snaked right into your panties while the other delicately fondles one of your boobs. You were about to protest but the way he does everything in sync makes it die on your tongue.

You feel encouraged to rub your bud against his fingers while he smooches behind your ear.

"Beni～," you managed to utter between each moan he dragged out of you.

"Yes!"

"You’re going to continue even if I stop, right?"

"By all means, my love. You’re paying attention to the movie?"

"How can I- -"

"Tsk, I told you to keep your eyes on it."

"You’re being so mean!"

"I’m not, I’m giving you some relief before tonight’s much needed rest."

"What happened to the Beni I met at my place before coming to the airport?"

"Never heard of him. We can talk about him if you want to…"

"Such a joker."

Shower

"I can shower here."

"Yes, you can. I’ll ask the flight attendant to show you where it is."

"Oh that’s wonderful. Are you going to do it too, Benimaru?"

"No I’m good, I’ll shower when we get to the hotel."

"I was wondering I think we should go to the Louvre museum."

"Oh you’d like to go there. No problem."

"You rock!"

"On the first day or can it wait?"

"Maybe on the second or the third even…"

"You’d like to go by yourself or be in company of someone?"

"You have somewhere to be?"

"No, I’m just asking."

"I would like it to be with you."

"We’ll do that."

In the shower while everything has been going perfectly well, you’re suddenly hit with a wave of sadness when you’re washing up. The goods you’re using on this flight smell exactly like ones Leo wore the first time you two ever met. It feels wrong to remember him fondly when a few hours earlier you were sitting on Benimaru’s face and he made you come like that. Is it greedy of mine to want both of them doing unspeakable things to me? I’m sure it isn’t, you laugh it off. For the time being you should enjoy your deserved time in Paris by Beni’s side. Everything else shall fall into place.

When I go back to my seat, I observe Beni reading a book and proceed to ask him: "What are you reading?"

"Oh, you’re done how was it?"

"Wonderful, nothing like a hot shower to make me feel better."

"Wow! I didn’t know you liked folkore stories like that. I’ll add that to my reading list for this month."

"It will be a wonderful read, I assure you."

"I don’t doubt it."

Bedtime

"No, I’ll make your bed for you. After all, that’s the service you paid for."

"You did, Benimaru?"

"Yes, love."

"Sorry then."

"I was wondering if can I get some infusion before bed?"

"Indeed, is there anything like flavour you’d like to have?"

"Chamomille would be wonderful, that is if you have that."

"Definitely! I’ll check but I’m ninety eight per cent sure we have it."

"Here is you infusion, would you like some sugar with it or honey?"

"Honey would be lovely."

"Here you have it. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Everything was perfect. Thank you."

"You’re welcome, please, do not hesitate."

"I suggest you rest as much as you can, we have an eventful day tomorrow."

He kisses her forehead and tells her "Goodnight love."

Breakfast

At last we get to have a proper Parisian meal which is made up of the mandatory classics like a croissant, pain au chocolat, tartine with jam and butter. A double shot espresso coffee with a dash of milk. And for the fiber, a fruit salad.

"We’ll arrive at Paris in a bit less than two hours."

"I can’t wait for it. I am so excited."

"We’re currently at the airport. We’ll most certainly eat before we get to the hotel. I ordered a few of my men to get me a car but given it’s weekday time and peak hours for traffic jams, they’ll be here in about an hour."

"Got it."

"What should we do then?"

"We can get some snacks for the time being the hotel check in is only at eleven roughly."

"Let's go to a drugstore then I have to stock up on sunblock and I should also get me some nuxe products."

"Lead the way, I’ll follow you."

"What do you think of this?"

"It smells really good, you should buy it."

"If you insist…"

Get some sheet masks because this flight dried up my skin terribly.

Perfume should I pick vanilla or strawberry? I don’t feel like choosing so get both. I know he’ll like it, anyway.

"To Lapis Lazuli* we go."

"It’s not in Paris, it’s nearby and what do you take me for a pigeon maybe?"

"Hotels in the very centre of the capital are a pain in the ass, I don’t like that type of hassle. I picked somewhere not so well know so that way in two days or so we can leave for the house I rented."

"Mother why are you trying to monitor your son who’s on a trip with the girl he loves?"

"That’s my job."

"Don’t you have more important matters to attend at the moment?"

"Like what for example?"

"I don’t know, maybe not worrying about me?"

"Okay, darling bring me some souvenirs and take care of that girl you cherish so much."

"I will, bye mother."

Someone gently wakes you from your slumber. You really don't feel like opening your eyes and he didn't want to wake you up since you were serenely sleeping. He has to.

"Y/n, Y/n, can you hear me, love? I’m so sorry to wake you up, we’ve arrived at the hotel. I know you must be knackered but try to be awake at least for the check in. As soon as we’re done with it, I’ll carry you to our room."

"Okay."

Honestly, you don’t know what came over you back in the car. One could guess the sound of the engine was enough to lull you into Morpheus soothing arms. It felt nice to rest on Beni’s shoulder, he’s such a gentleman he even covered you with his jacket.

After a little much needed nap which lasted over three hours and a half, you decided it was time to let the girls know if you made it to Paris. You let out as soon as they pick the phone up in your best French accent:

"Je suis à Paris, les nanas*!"

"I’m jealous," Marjorie said.

"I wish I were a squirrel," Theresa added.

"Lordt, what have I done to deserve this?" Bianca drammatically uttered, she continued with "Girl, where the Eiffel Tower at?"

"Yeah, let us see that," Theresa announced.

"Word!" Marjorie claimed.

"I will when I get there, I promise." you told them.

"How’s our new knight, babes?" Theresa asked.

"He’s good?!"

"Or is he," she widens her eyes, "better than Leo?" Bianca inquired.

"Uhm… hard to compare them like that." You answered.

"Oh, our girl needs time." Marjorie declared.

"Yup, evaluation period is necessary." Theresa disclosed.

"Girl is that a hickey on your pulse point?" Bianca asserted.

"Shiiit… he don’t waste time!" Marjorie added.

"Like you said, he don’t." Theresa suggested.

"He hella fast!" Bianca replied."

"A lot has occurred!" you shyly added.

Marjorie had a 'ah' moment where she smacked her fist on top of her other hand. She communicated the following thought "You fucked in the plane?"

"You living’ la vida loca, if you did. No judgement, babes. I'm not God's servant and don't plan on becoming one." Theresa highlighted.

"Oh, heck yes! Girl, you better get it." Bianca championed.

"No, he had me ride his face in the airport." You finally let them know.

"Hello 911, I would like to report depravity in a public restroom. Please, make sure to be here in fifteen minutes…"Marjorie joked about it.

The other girls are cackling on the phone way too hard and honestly you also ended up getting teary eyed with all this laughter. Good times!

"You livin’ the dream. I hope you really sat on it." Bianca implied.

"Tell us more, you ouchtea living that erotica book lifestyle!" Theresa stated.

"I swear I’m not. I feel a little lost." You uttered.

"About what?" Theresa suggested.

"Spill the beans, babe." Bianca voiced.

"We’re listening." Marjorie delivered.

"Leonard seems like a past thing now. I know I asked for a break but I can’t help and sometimes see him in Beni." You said.

"I think I know what you mean."Bianca estimated.

"You’re not wrong for thinking that." Marjorie conveyed.

"It’s not something to worry 'bout. I'm sure the future has something better in store for you." Theresa responded.

Benimaru knocks on the door. He asks:

"Y/n, we’re leaving for an afternoon tea in half an hour."

"Girls, hold on. I’ll be back in a few."

"Okay. I’ll be ready by then."

"May I come in?"

"Yes."

"I just need a few documents for a business partner who happened to come. I won’t bother you for long."

She goes back to her phone and Bianca really shouts on the phone,

"Is that him?"

"Girl, being discreet never been your forte."

"I second that."

"Yes, it is."

"Make him say hi, I’m tryna see something."

"Beni?"

"Yes, my love."

"Would you mind saying hi to the girls on the phone?"

"It would be a pleasure, honey."

"Just so you know, Bianca is the girl with curly hair, Theresa has a mullet Marjorie is the redhead."

"Okay. May you let me see them?"

"Undoubtedly."

She puts the phone in front of him and he pulls her closer to him "Hi, I am Beni, the man who’s currently taking care of your friend abroad."

"Pleasure to meet you Bianca, Marjorie and Theresa!"

"Waouh! He looks so good like that." Marjorie acquiesced.

"Is that gel on your hair or something else?" Bianca questioned.

"No, it’s wax. Thank you for noticing." And he winks at her. What is he doing?

"You’re treating our girl right, right?" Theresa inquired.

He looks at her "Am I treating you right," he grabs her chin and caresses her lips with his thumb, "sweetie?"

On the other side of the line, the girls are going off with their much awaited exclamations such as "Lord!! This is way to hot. Am I currently in the city called hell?" Marjorie said.

"Damn it gurl, he really had to pull that move on us? Called us single in many ways. I feel ashamed now." Theresa uttered.

"Jeez… I got a man but to be pampered that way is a dream." Bianca replied.

For a few minutes it was as if the girls never made part of the convo so they waited for an answer you never gave. It was him who told them.

"I’m sure I'm taking care of her fairly well. As you can see she forgot to respond you and if it’s not the case, she’ll let you know. That way you can get me back on track, isn’t that right, girls?"

Theresa: Absolutely!

Bianca: No problem!

Marjorie: Got it!

"See, your girls have your back Y/n. Now, if you excuse me.

It was lovely to get to meet you guys. I hope we can meet in person, sometime. I have some matters to attend. I wish a wonderful afternoon to all of you."

And with that he leaves, giving you a forehead kiss in the process.

"That’s how he treats you," Bianca added "you a lucky bitch, I have to admit."

"Girl… I want that lovey dovey too," Marjorie communicated.

"Let me put spirit on speed dial for you gurls, do not waver. I got you."Theresa said.

"Theresa thank you for saving us,"both Marjorie and Bianca answered.

"What’s planned for now?" Theresa questioned.

"Oh, we’ll go to a tea place later."

"Ooh, nice." Bianca blurted.

"Don’t forget the pics." Marjorie reminded her.

"Have fun!" Bianca enthusiastically yelled.

"And tomorrow, we’ll go to the Louvre museum."

"Sis! Switch places, asap!" Marjorie cried out.

"What are you saying, Marjorie?"

"Don’t listen to them, Y/n just live it up."

"I’m heading to my pilates class so, bye babes. Take care."

"You’re instructing now?"

"Yes."

"Congratulations Bianca! I knew you would make it."

"Imma doze off after being on night shifts for the month you know, tryna make ends meet…"

"I get it, you should get your well deserved rest."

"The online sales are doing a bit too well so much that I can barely keep up with orders. I’m grateful for my efforts are finally paying off."

"You’re so right, I’m happy for you. Love you."

"Me too."

"See ya!"

"Bye."

Now, I’m left with choosing the outfit. I think it’s safe to check the weather to avoid any unwanted surprises and maybe a hoodie. It looks windy out here and don’t want to risk getting sick, I’m not taking any chances.

"What do you think about this dress?"

"Whatever you put on will look divine on you."

"Really?"

"Surely!"

"You’re not really helping, you know that?"

"Sorry. I’m a simple man for a lot of stuff."

"No need to apologise."

I’ll put on boots with the fit just because it looks better. A lil’ make up nothing too extravagant and fix it with the setting spray.

"Can you twirl for me?"

"Why?"

"I just want to admire your beauty. Is that too much to ask?"

"No." You proceeded to executed what he told you to do. You twirled on your feet. When you're back to your initial position, facing him, he proclaims the following about you: "You look divine! Sometimes, I do wonder why is that I didn’t get you for me only, sooner…"

"Why is that?" You beamed with curiosity.

"Because we look great together."

You have to acknowledge him. He doesn't lie. A quick glance on the mirror facing his back and you two do look magnificent as a pair.

"We do."

"And I love to watch your body quiver with pleasure."

"You want me to tell you everything I adore about you, too?"

"If you feel like it go ahead."

"You're being cocky, stop it."

"I love being cocky. There's nothing wrong with that plus I get to watch you being under my spell. What more could I ask?"

"I think we should get going."

At the tea place un Quatre quarts*, you followed Beni and the waitress to a room he reserved for the both of you.

"This way, we’ll be on our own and have a little privacy."

"This place is so cozy. I love it."

"I am delighted to hear you do. The owner is a friend of mine whom wanted to become a firefighter because it was a job her parents admired so much but her passion was baking and watch people eat her creations. So naturally, she seized the chance to become what she was truly made for."

It’s the first time you’ve seen Beni talk about someone else with such eulogistic manner and that allows you to watch one his his many facets appear right before you. Yes, Beni’s hot and all that (without a doubt) but it’s extremely refreshing to see him being so affectionate towards someone else other than you. It almost makes you want to sit on his lap and kiss his forehead. Something that Leo never triggered like emotion: being proud of the one you’re currently with. Wow, it did render you speechless.

"We should take a look at the menu, I’m sure what they have is also really good."

"Sure. If it’s as good as you, I’ll bite."

"Earth to Beni? Beni, do you hear me?"

You waved your hand in front of his face, "Beni are you even listening to me?"

You try again "Oi!"

"Yes."

"What got you smiling like that?"

"You."

"Oh, really?

"Why would I be lying to a pretty girl like you?"

"Okay, I get it. Do you plan on embarrassing me the whole time?"

"Beautiful beings should be appreciated with all my praise. I’m making sure I don’t miss mentioning it very often."

"My handsome man."

"I’ll get a strawberry sponge cake and a dandelion tea, I think trying a financier* is good too."

"That sounds delicious. I’ll get a jambon beurre* because it’s been so long since I’ve had one. With a double shot of espresso."

"How do we get to call the waiter?"

"Press on the button present on the middle of the table, one of them will come right up."

Your both enjoying your meal you got a bite of Beni’s sammy and decided you wanted one too. You also fed him a bit of your food and he smiled with all his teeth showing. So cute, you thought.

Someone is coming to your table. By the way they’re dressed, you can grasp that they work in the kitchen of the establishment with a high hair up do, a neat rouge on her lips and a winged eyeliner trait neatly done to die for.

What’s the most striking about her face is the fact that she has heterochromia which makes her even more charming. Her left eye is blue while the right one is green. Like how can one be that beautiful? Girl I feel like rubbing my eyes to check of I’m not seeing things…

"Annelyse!"

"Benimaru!"

"How have you been?"

"Is that how you greet a childhood friend, huh? You come to Paris but don’t even think about contacting me beforehand?"

"Aw, come on don’t be so harsh on me?"

"Harsh, bruva* you don’t got any manners and you’re talking about me being abrasive on you? Revalute your choice of words for all that is deemed sacred!"

"Okay, I’ll do that."

"And much rude of you not to introduce me to the beauty sitting in front of you?"

You’re saying that about me… well, well, well, look at you? I’m starting to second guess myself about men?

"I was about to get to it."

"Then…"

"Her name’s Y/n L/n."

"The infamous university girl you were rad* about? Took you long enough to finally date her, were you scared or someone scared you? She asks him never taking her eyes off of you.

"My pleasure to meet Benimaru’s" she mouths "obsession."

"Same."

"You may ask me anything you feel like knowing about him. Please, do not hesitate."

"Annelyse! I thought you were on my side."

"I never said the contrary so… Stop imagining shit!"

"Her beauty is…"

"I know what you mean. The term you’re looking for probably is enthralling or should I say bewitching."

"More the last one than the former."

"She stole some of my high school girlfriends to let you know about the tea."

"She did that? How could…she do that to you?"

"Didn’t she have her eyes on you while she was talking to me?"

"Yes."

"What did you feel when she was looking at you the way she does?"

"Oh, that’s you you mean…"

"Exactly, that’s how she gets them."

"How many?"

"I can’t actually tell you. You’d think I’m a serial dater if I tell you."

"No, I mean it’s fine by me."

"Did you ask Leo that?"

"No, he told me without me asking matter of fact why do suddenly mention Leo You got beef with him."

No, I had a plate of seafood boil with him. If I tell her this, she'll probably sulk the whole time we're here. I better not act childish right now.

"Why are you siding with someone you’re on a break with?"

"That’s not what I meant."

"I can’t and won’t have beef with him. It would be stupid of mine."

"May I know more?"

"Indubitably! Look up Palais de la Démesure and tell me what you think about it after you’re done reading what you’ve found online. Just a warning, you might not like what you see. One thing is certain, you won’t ever ask me about me being jealous of another man, ever again. It won’t cross your mind."

"We’ll meet Annelyse later this week because there is something she wants to show you. Are you okay with it?"

"I mean why wouldn’t I be okay with what she has to show me…"

"Did you have the time to look it up?"

"Yes, a little."

"What have you learned about it, then?"

"It is a common event and matter in your life alongside Leo’s one."

"Did you look for the translation of the terms?"

"No, I didn’t."

"Wouldn’t you like to know? Curiosity hasn’t stricken you yet?"

"Go ahead and just deliver…"

"Wild Palace or the Palace of Excesses. A place where all of your wicked fantasies shall become true as there is no place for the term undoable to echo in those rooms."

"Honestly, sounds like a good time for me! How do I enter there?"

"You can’t. You have to be summoned by the person who’s the current owner of the place."

"Do you know him?"

"No, no one does. Apparently, he’s a regular man like many of us but each year brings about a new owner. Something about the constant change makes the place more modern, one could say."

"You liked the time you spent there?"

"Yes, it was phenomenal."

"I would love to hear it, sometime."

Back at the hotel

I reminisce vividly of it.

How can one forget a whole week spent with other four men and a woman whom was willing to be used as our personal fuck toy? Of course, there was no way for us to know who she was, what’s her government name or even if she was an inhabitant of the city. We were just told to please ourselves to our hearts content as long as we respect each other in an environment where pleasure and bliss are keywords.

That year, a woman of high ranking was the owner of said palace which made circumstances highly advantageous for women. I must salute her for her proactive measures. Women were the centre of attention and I personally loved that for them. She had also added another rule which was If the woman you’re currently with tends to have more sex with you than all the other guys it could potentially mean that she might want to spend a week with you only and you’ll be assigned to a private suite for such doings, of everything follows through, naturally.

Later on

While browsing on the web about what Benimaru had told me about. I fell upon one porn link. I didn’t really specify what it was or who starred in it but I could get a vague feel that it was amateur type shit, you know, the good stuff which is not staged.

On the screen I see such a voluptuous black woman getting it on with five masked men. The thing is I don’t even know why but somehow wish it were me getting thrown around like that. Yes, she’s livin’ her best life, that is certain but the way she’s on them?? Wow, teach me your ways, girl! She’s got three dicks in her, she’s jerking one with her and has another man who sandwiched his dick between her tits. Long story short, I’m not even halfway through the video that Benimaru barges in the room talking ‘bout "Have you seen my glasses?"

I throw my phone ‘cause I’m not got hide it right and act like I actually am looking for it with it.

"I don’t know," she stammers "hum, where did you leave them?"

"On the night table, normally."

"Okay, I’ll go check if it’s there."

"Is it a grey box?"

"Yes."

"Here you have it, check if it’s inside, you never know."

He does it. "Thank you love and he kisses your lips." That unexpected move really caught you off guard. And he leaves just like that.

And I go look for my phone right where I threw it. Next plan, I can see her now bouncing on three peens while the other two men jerk their manhood as she keeps her mouth open with her tongue out. So raunchy, yet it’s making your panties wet.

The end of the video is topped with a bukkake* scene but what’s new honestly, when it comes to an orgie. I’m left drier than motherfucking saltfish before it is plunged in water for its saltiness to go away.

I know I wanted more than anything a sugardaddy yet after watching this, I’m starting to revaluate my choices. I’m young after all so I should get all the fun I want. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with that.

Benimaru is fine but I don’t mind getting another man to take care of me like Leo used to.

I still have his number on my phone, it wouldn’t hurt to call him. I’m just checking how he is doing without me…

On the other side of the globe

"And that is the main reason why we should review the budget for our next big hit. Mister Burns, are you here with us?"

He doesn't really seem like he's in his element…

"Yes, as always excellent presentation Hay Linn, I will excuse myself for now.

If anyone has questions regarding the matter, please, do not waver contacting me or Hay Linn here present. We’ll gladly get back to you as soon as possible.

And with that you’re all dismissed."

Two employees chit chat about their general feels concerning their very first year working for Leonard's company:

"Did you see? Ceo Leo is so nice, I’m so happy we have a boss like him!

"Heck yes, you’re so right about that."

Look, he’s looking rather gloomy these past few days. Does anyone know what happened?

"Sugarbaby gate."

"Oh, that."

"Without a doubt. It has to be it."

"Wait, isn’t that field always like full or maybe shortage has ravaged it?"

"I don’t think it’s that simple…more like he might have to let go of someone he really liked."

"I don’t feel like talking about it anymore. Gon’ make me sad and shit."

"Same here."

Leonard Burns sits down at his desk and runs his hand through his luscious white hair. This day hasn’t been his best but he must remain focused, otherwise rumours will spread like wildfire about him and his rather blue face.

As he tries to cheer himself up to the best of his ability, his phone starts buzzing on his desk. Who could it be at this time of day? He doesn’t have any planned phone calls he quickly checked his schedule before eventually answering that phone call.

"Good afternoon."

"Hello! Am I on the phone with," she pauses before uttering the following terms, "Sir Leonard Burns?"

"Yes, the one and only. How may I help you?"

"Oh, now you’d like to help me. How gentlemanlike of you. Have you forgotten me, perhaps?"

"I’m not sure what you mean, miss. Are you sure we have met before?"

"I am or maybe I should’ve said Daddy Leo?"

"It’s you Y/n, how are you doing? Are Paris and Benimaru being kind to you?"

"I’m a little hurt because you didn’t remember me right away. I am doing well, thank you for asking. Yes, they’re treating the best they can. How are you, my Leo?"

But I somehow know you'd treat me the best as always…

"I’m doing okay, I guess…"

"I know we are on a break but I miss you. I diligently hope we can meet as soon as I land back there. There’s a lot of things I have to let you know.

And you can’t do that on the phone, am I right?"

"As always, you’re so alert."

"You planned to torture me on the phone with that mellifluous voice of yours all day long or you’re going to let me go?"

"I’m not keeping you captive, baby unless you’d like me to!"

"You’re playing with fire Y/n, I advise you not to do it."

"But what’s wrong if I like doing it with you, daddy? Are you going to spank me when I’m back? I’ve grown to like the sting I get each time one your firm hand lays a hit on my delicate skin."

The worst bit of this call is that Leonard is fighting so hard not to get a hard on because that's the last thing he would like to deal with while he's at work, in his office. Yes, people will knock on the door before entering but if he gets one, he'll have to tend to it on the spot.

"I will if you want me to."

"That’s what I like to hear. See you when I’m back then, rawr…"

"I’ll see you then, Y/n."

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kaedeakeshisworld · 3 months

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Benimaru Shinmon

gist: Airport shenanigans... Also who doesn't like a good old soft teddy bear?

Benimaru is such a gentleman, Y/n somehow ends up comparing him to a certain someone.

After eating brunch, Y/n and Benimaru get a lil' frisky (next chapter for the nasty stuff, you know?)

c/s: Next chapter is smut. I know I left it hanging but I'm whipping the good stuff, trust me on this one.

Oh, hi there everyone!! Pleath, do not fret, I haven't forgotten about the series. Actually, I haven't forgotten none of them. Work is doing a splendid job at whooping my ass (pardon my french if you will). Between teaching kids English, going to work and hitting the gym at 6 am, I'm a little ～ debordée ～ like French folks say. Anywho, I'm alive (barely making it) but yeah I'm going to dedicate myself to these fics for the festivities period of the year. Merry holidays/ celebrations to anyone who does them this year and also happy new year(quite frankly speaking I don't know if I'll be able to write that much 'cause I'm helping my fam out too with Christmas and whatnot for 2024).

Blank/Ageless blogs/MDNI, I will block you!

As soon as we got to the airport, a team of men in black take our things.

“We still have a couple of hours ahead before our flight so we’ll take our sweet time right after we do check-in. Is that okay?"

“Good for me."

It’s been a little over two years since I’ve been at the airport. Several changes have taken place. One store catches my attention and I make a beeline towards it.

There are so many teddy bears here!! I feel like a little kid who’s met with a shit ton of candy.

I touched one and it’s so soft. I would really like to have it.

The shopkeeper asked me:

"Good morning! How may I help you?"

"Good morning. I was just looking around and it looked like the softest material ever."

"It sure is… you’re currently holding our bestseller, the beige teddy bear. The store also has blankets, robes and house shoes in this material."

"I would love to check them out."

"Please, follow me."

As you’re checking out the items the salesperson showed you, Benimaru snucked inside the store to join you. He watches your expression change from pure bliss to amazement. He seems thrilled by it all, when you put the items down he wonders what went wrong.

Honestly, you’re feeling how soft the materials are. You shouldn’t be adding more luggage to this trip. He startled you when you least expected it.

"Why won’t you get them?"

"Excuse me, since when…"

"I got here a tad earlier. I was watching you doing your thing."

"To answer your question it’s because we already checked in."

"That’s not a problem."

"Oh… really?"

"Absolutely!"

He demands the shopkeeper:

"We’ll take all the items she kept eyeing intently."

"I’ll put them right away."

"Y/n, when you’re with me you shouldn’t be worrying about getting anything. I got it."

Oh, you sound like somebody I used to know… I don’t like this feeling

"Okay, Benimaru. " You quietly added

"Would it be possible to get an extra blanket and house shoes?"

"Of course."

Benimaru and some of his men carry your bags while you wander from store to store.

"Y/n, I don’t want to urge you but we have a bit less than two hours now. I suggest we eat before getting on the long flight."

"Why are you in a hurry now? I thought we’d take our time…"

"Yes and no. Pick somewhere you’d fancy eating. I trust you."

Brunch

After mindlessly browsing the menu for a while, you decided to settle for

a savoury buckwheat toast with jamón ibérico, benedict eggs, avocado, and some spinach on top, a raspberry mimosa while he picked a brocoli ricotta salmon quiche with a red sangria to cool him.

"May I have a bite of yours, please?"

"Don’t you have yours to eat, he sharply spits back."

"So, I can’t get a taste?"

"Yes, you can I just thought yours looked better."

Oh, I get it!

"You can have mine too, Benimaru! You just had to ask."

I think I’m ovulating. Benimaru looks so good dressed in a white button up tee with black slacks, some comfy velvet sliders and his cheekbones are sharper than my knife. I want to touch it. I know I should let him enjoy his meal in peace. He can have some dessert too…I mean I can personally provide it to him if you get what I’m sayin’.

"You look really good or I should say," you bit your lower lip "fine as fuck!"

"Thank you baby, I try."

"I’m your baby?"

"You don’t like it, I can stop. Whatever floats your boat."

"No, it’s okay. If I’m your baby, I hope you take good care of me."

"Always the best for you."

My foot goes up and down his leg. I’m testing the waters now. Trying to see if I have a freak with me or not.

He chuckles and says under his breath:

"It’s a suggestion don’t start what you can’t finish. When I’m done with you, you will know better than to do this."

"Do I hear a threat? My goodness, I’m so scared!" You dramatically exclaimed.

Come and get me!

He finishes his plate and orders a bottle of champagne for himself.

"What are we celebrating?"

"You!"

"Oh, celebrating me? Why such honour, may I ask?"

"Nothing too crazy, I just got a good feeling this trip will be phenomenal!"

You’re probably right.

"I’m hungry!"

"Then eat up. You can order anything you’d like."

"It’s not that kind of hunger…"

"What is it then?"

"Don’t play dumb, Y/n! You know what I mean."

"I don’t, Benimaru. You might have to remind me…"

Promptly after I’ve finished eating, Benimaru told his men to look after our stuff while he dragged me somewhere.

"Where are we headed? May I know…"

"We’re going to fix something you broke."

"When did I break anything? I don’t remember."

"It’s not that serious but walking with a hard on in public is uncomfortable."

"What do I have to do with it?"

"You caused it baby. Therefore, you get to take care of it."

"What happens if I opt out?"

"Nothing but I doubt you’d say no to what I want to give you."

We get to a unisex bathroom, he quickly glances around to check if people have followed or keep their eye on us. And he drags me into here.

"Is it a quickie or something else?"

"We’ll see. If I change my mind, you won’t have to do anything."

"Great, let’s get going."

"Right! Boarding is in fifteen minutes."

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A breath of fresh air

gist: An unexpected meeting at the bakery with who knows? Leo finally decided to appear in Y/n's life after this time. Exciting news for future plans a a change of perspective.

Finally, Benimaru is here. Treating reader-chan like she deserves to. Leo and Y/n have to settle some matters but no worries, it'll work out.

c/s:Here it is. Who also loves a bread loaf/ hot bread fresh out the oven? I do ☺️. Also, there's a saying in Portuguese when you refer to hot men. You say he's/you're a bread( I think it's only valid for men though- in Portuguese "tu es um pão!" it means you're hot. now you know.) Don't know if it's still something folks use as of now... I feel like next chapter will probably end on some smut( already writing it 😉)

wc:3565

I've had easier days! Waking up at the crack of dawn to stare at my ceiling got me questioning my priorities. It's been three fucking weeks! What does he even have like excuse. She impersonates him to the best of her ability ‘Sorry, I was busy with work’ headass.

Soon enough, I start crying. I know why. I was acting like a was strong, wouldn’t shed a tear for him or because of him.

I've successfully managed to avoid it these past two weeks but everything can't be going according to plan now, can it?

I try my best to cry in silence. I don't need a single soul to know why I'm in this state.

I think a hot bath would make me feel better. I also will undo my locks. Time for a needed wash and go.

Nothing can beat a good self care routine! I feel like relaxing this way would really help me sleep. So, I'll start it tomorrow…

The hot bath really helped me. I feel like I can conquer the world. I haven’t even had breakfast! Hum… well… what am I in the mood for? Nothing can beat a hot bread straight out the oven. I’ll settle for that.

As soon as I get out of the bath, I pat dry my body. Apply lotion to it because being ashy ain’t a lifestyle for me. As for a bra… I’m not putting it on today. It’s always the first thing I get rid of whenever I’m back home.

I put on an oversized hoodie, some cutesy socks, and my platform vans 'cause I wasn't blessed with height. I grab my wallet as well as a camo bucket hat.

Off I am and let's not forget keys, too.

I drop by the bakery for a fresh loaf of bread.

I have missed doing regular stuff. Such simple things bring me happiness the most yet I don’t do them.

The stroll is ten minutes but worth it for the tasty goods they sell.

This morning, not a lot of people crowd the shop.I secured the goods, yes two loaves, one is never enough. I headed towards the exit and bumped someone.

My first reaction is to ask if he or she is okay, I wasn't paying attention.

When I offered help, I was met with a voice I heard before( or at least think I did):

“What a wonderful sight! And here I thought I wouldn't see you this soon?”

He greets me

“Hi! How are you?”

“Much better now that I see you Y/n.”

“Wanna chat for a bit?”

“Absolutely. I’ll order us something in the meantime. Have a seat. I’ll join you as soon as I’m done.”

He comes back to the table with a tray. The food looks delicious

“We have some strawberry mochi.” He chuckles upon my surprised reaction.

My fave. How does he know? Ah… now I get it! What else did he overheard at uni?

“I got a caramel chai latte for you.”

“I have an espresso and a silk pudding.”

“You look really hot!” She says.

“Thank you. You do too.”

“Are you trying to flirt?”

“Perhaps…”

He sips his coffee before continuing this conversation:

“I know this is out of the blue but I wanted to invite you for a trip.”

“A trip? I’m interested!”

“You just have to say yes.”

“Destination is?”

“Paris.”

“I’m going. Who else is going to be there

“Just you and me

“So you wanted to have me all for yourself. You're naughty, so naughty.”

“No not really the way you intend it.

I have business there. I thought it would be a great idea for me to share it with you.”

He’s a business man. The fit matches his job if you get what I’m saying. His hair is slicked all the way to the back. He looks like a total different person.

“When do we have to leave?”

“We take off Monday, everything is offered by me. I’ll pick you up.”

“I’ll do that. Should I give you my number?”

“Yes, it’ll make things easier.”

“Do you need my info to book the flight?”

“Send me everything. I’ll take care of it.”

Both of you exchange phone numbers.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

“Me too.”

He smiles, it’s the first time I've seen him do that.

“I gotta leave. I already paid for our meal. Take care, my love.”

He kissed my forehead and he left

Why do my eyes falter me like this out of all places, I have to look at his crotch!! Jeez, I’m a case.

That’s it! Universe, send some bomb ass dick my way. Since I can’t really get it myself, might as well get some help.

It took me by surprise. A lot of affection just from that.

I am his love. His love. Bold as shit if you ask me. You can only call me like that after you’ve made me come.

- - -

This sunday morning at 10 am sharp, someone knocked at my door. Not the best time to come by. I'm butt naked and need to get dressed asap. I grabbed a random sundress and put it on as I got close to the door. I take a look in the mirror in the entry to check if I have any semblance of looking okay. I put myself behind the door and asked:

“Who is it?”

The person behind it answered “it’s me”

I know it’s him. I check through the peephole to verify if it’s really him but I’m rarely mistaken.

Already! Take your sweet ass time Leo. Come next week, how about that one? Isn’t it too early like wait a month cause you visibly waited three weeks to show up…

I open the door. I’m not surprised by seeing him

I give him that disapproving look all the while checking his fit out

Here she is standing in all her glory. With a purple sundress. She no longer has her dreadlocks. She is probably on a wash and go because I know this smell. Oh, there is something else in the air… cinnamon perhaps?

“Not you showing up!”

“Not you giving me attitude, specifically this one.”

“I don’t want to see or talk to you.”

“That’s how you face reality when problems arise or you encounter difficulties? I thought my queen was smarter than this.”

“I’m not your queen.”

“Bet!”

“Bet?!”

“May I come in?”

“Why would I allow you inside in the first place?”

“You’re right. Uhm let’s go somewhere then. I shouldn’t be invading your privacy?”

“It’s fine. Come in?”

You let him enter your place the living room is at the end of the hallway

He sits down on your couch.

You decide to position yourself on the opposite side, grab a pillow and let him do the talking because he has to apologise. He better.

He tried to make small talk such as tell how nice the weather has been of lately but he quickly realised that you simply do not care

“Why did you absquatulate two weeks ago? Have you been out this past week? You look like you haven't been properly eating, are you sure you're taking care of yourself?”

“Why are you interrogating me, Leo? Am I a witness and you’re the officer?”

I wouldn’t mind that if you catch my drift, queen.

“All of a sudden, you seem to care. Three weeks, don't you know how to count? Were you having fun with Miss Aura? Maybe playing with your 'son' like you should? Getting busy with another bitch 'cause let's face it, you can pull them.

As a matter of fact, I can't grasp the reason why you're here. To end what we had started.

Well if it's the case, I must inform you that it ended three weeks ago in that car ride.”

“I’m here for you. I would like to know what I can do. Why are you being so cold? You didn't even hug me at the door.”

“Hugh, are you being serious? You've got to be fucking kidding me. You're getting this treatment because I still do not know who Miss Aura,” she punctuates her name “is. And let’s not forget you flatly refused to reveal her identity. In your own words, ‘this ain’t none of your business’ type shit.”

“I had to give you time to reflect upon the way I treated you.

Okay now we're talking. Doesn't mean I'll forgive you though.

That's what you get for being stubborn.

“Okay. You really don’t want to let go of this topic! Well, Aura is my sister.”

“See! Was it hard to tell me?”

“No, I wanted to toy with your feelings. It amused me to see you being this possessive and you wanted to know who she was.

Would you like to meet her? I know it's a bit hasty but if you want to, I can do that.”

“You do realise you're toxic, don't you? Not yet. I have to unpack what you did to me.”

And you hit his shoulder playfully.

“I know. It's because for the previous relationships I had, women wouldn't even accept her in their lives. I had to make sure. Don't worry, you aced it. Did much better than them.”

“Also, since we’re on that topic my son as you had said it on the phone is not your son.”

“No, it's her son. Unfortunately, her husband passed away when her son was a baby so I have been to a certain extent there for him. He does know that I am his uncle despite the fact I've always called him son.”

Oof the relief, the massive weight lifted off your shoulders is gone. Now that it is cleared out of the way. I also feel really bad now that I know the whole story.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Nothing important for the time being.”

“Did he just die just like that?”

“No, Actually it was because of an incurable disease. He was on treatment but it seemed like it harmed him in more ways than it helped him.”

“My condolences for this tragic outcome.”

“It's okay.”

Both of you sit in awkward silence for a good five minutes. You're doing everything to avoid his gaze.

If I look at him now it's game over for me. Like I was being an idiot but still.

Your salvation is the timer going off

“Oh, my pie! Had almost forgotten it!”

“You made a pie?”

“Yes homemade, it's my grandmother’s recipe. We’ll eat some later with ice cream that sounds about right.”

“Absolutely.”

Maybe we should get some boba tea in the meantime.

Yes! I would love that.

When you're ready to leave, let me know.

Why?

I think you should cover yourself…

Is it cold outside?

A little windy.

She hops in her dressing room for some mules and a cropped denim jacket.

“I'm done.”

“Okay. Let's go!”

Gotta be focused. Don't break character now. One day we'll be together but the timing isn't right.

As soon as we get off of the elevator, he tells me we're going by car.

“You have a new driver?”

“Yes, I do. I'm the one driving today.”

“Oh…”

A sports car? That's too flashy! Once a gentleman, always a gentleman.

“Order anything you desire. As soon as you have everything, we'll sit outside.”

“What about you?”

“Don't worry about me.”

Uh!

“One matcha tea for me and passionfruit for him. I would also like to have a dozen donuts.”

“Which flavours?”

“Give us the best ones, please.”

Leo pays for everything and you head outside to the eating area.

“Let's drink here.”

You sip on your drink for a bit. He's the one starting the conversation:

“How's work?”

“I'm really busy. There are good days and stressful ones. Once the weekend hits, I feel relieved.”

“What about you?”

“Nothing special, routine stuff you know.”

“Are you going on vacation?”

“Not yet. I'll do it later in August. A lil' after my birthday.”

“Your birthday is…”

“August 10th.”

She mutters “Fuck! She was right!”

“You said something

“I forgot to ask you that, how silly of me?”

“No at all, it happens.”

I take a glazed donut out of the box and start digging

“Are you?”

“Yes, l'll go with a friend of mine.”

“Sounds fun,” he shrugs back.

“Where?”

“Europe, more precisely Paris.”

“Who organised it?”

“He did.”

He!? I thought it was she as in another girl. Why am I getting worked over it?

“I'm just accompanying him there. He probably has some business to attend.”

“Have fun there. I'm sure Paris and he will treat you right.”

You stayed there for two hours just discussing some trivial matters…

At my place

“They're two flavours in a pot ones. I have belgian chocolate and regular vanilla, salted caramel and brownie. Or, you'd rather have regular ones like vanilla, chocolate or strawberry?”

“I find you're awfully stocked on them.”

“It's normal. Period me needs it!”

“Oh, I see. I'll get the first option and please forget my comment. There is absolutely nothing wrong about having an ice cream reserve at home.”

“Why are you giving me a pot, I thought we'd share?”

“I don't do that with ice cream.”

“Noted.”

“How is it?”

“It’s really good. I think I can cook and I’ll leave the dessert up to you.”

“I’ll gladly handle it.”

“You used granny smith apples, right?”

“Yes, they’re my fave.”

“Oh! What a coincidence, me too.”

This conversation is going all too well for someone who was mad up until today. It’s giving bipolar much if I may say so. Well, that’s kind of how I love so, no surprise there.

“About our relationship, I think we should have a break from each other.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“No further questions.”

“You have your reasons for it. I'll simply respect them and distance myself from you.”

His phone rings

“I really have to answer this call, sorry.”

“Uhm, sure.”

While he talked on the phone, I went about my day. I'm not going to sit and watch him do his thing. My cold exterior may remain but I'll be giddy. I don't like it when I'm like that.

I put the dishes in the dishwasher. Clean the kitchen counter and head to my living room. Have a look around. Check if something needs to be arranged. I pick my computer, my headphones and listen to a city pop playlist whilst typing the piled up emails from this week. I should really stop this shit. It doesn't do me any good. Meh…words don't mean shit without action, do they?

The phone call

“Good morning Mister Burns ! I hope you're doing well. Am I disturbing you in the middle of anything?”

“No,” he looks at her "not at all. Please go ahead."

"I inform you that next month there is a charity gala you must attend."

"You're talking about that one gala?"

“Absolutely!”

“Can I skip it? I really don't want to be there…”

“Sir? How could you not go there? You need to know that you just have to stay until you meet the people who organised the event. That's it.”

“Still Rie, I don't like them. Can't I send one of my collaborators instead of me?”

“I'm going to sound extremely rude but as far as I'm concerned, none of your collaborators bear your name. You get it now, Mister Burns.”

“Okay Rie. I promise you I'll be there.”

“Thank you, Mister Burns! I know it'll work wonders for this business's future. On that note, I wish you a wonderful day.”

“Thank you, see you later.”

He ends his call and demands my attention. I take off my headphones and give him a yes.

“It was from work, my secretary Rie kind of scolded me.”

“It must have been urgent, I guess…”

“I could say that about the matter.”

I talked with her about next month's event, a charity gala for the prosperity of ingenious people.

“Is that something you created?”

“Not really, the company supports it in some way. I tried my best to dissuade her from telling me to go because I am not fond of those events, honestly. It's too long, formal and it messes up my sleep schedule. I'm not that young anymore, I love my routines.”

“I read that somewhere. It said something like 'old people are so into routines: it is really hard to make them change certain habits' sounds true now that I have a living proof before my eyes.”

So now this is what we're doing. Calling me old? Nevermind, we're casually talking. It’s not meant to hurt me, she’s just stating what’s evident.

“After my secretary Rie convinced me in a rather unusual way. She's scary when she wants me to do something for the good of the company.”

“Bless her soul. She knows how to remind you of important tasks. Is that all?”

“Yes.”

“Make yourself feel at home. Now, if you excuse me.”

She puts her headphones back and starts typing away.

I thought it would be a good idea to invite Y/n, we could start anew. I might be wrong.

Leo left shortly after that phonecall. I think he might have felt out of place and didn’t want to overstay his welcome. Time for me to spill the tea with besties through a videocall meeting.

Marjorie: Brrrr!

Theresa Hey, what up?

Bianca: Howdy?

y/n: I hope y’all doing well I got news

Marjorie: I’m all ears!

Theresa: Got my crunch going!

Bianca: Sippin’ my mimosa!

Y/n: I’m going to Paris!

Theresa: Jealous!

Bianca: Switch places with me!

Marjorie: I’ll be a luggage.

Bianca: With who though? Leo, right?

Marjorie: I mean… who else could it be?

Bianca: Same.

Y/n: No, it’s not him.

Marjorie: What? widened eyes

Theresa: Flabbergasted!? hands over chest

Bianca: Confused Flick of the wrist bc she thought you’d go with him

Marjorie: Is a bitch fucking your man?

Y/n: No, she isn’t. Rest assured.

Marjorie: You scared me! You know, I’m ready to side you no matter what.

Theresa: So, who's the lucky one?

Bianca: Yep, let us know girl…

Marjorie: You found another one that matched him?

Y/n: No! Not at all, an old acquaintance Benimaru.

Theresa: Pfft… he don’t waste time.

Bianca: With who?

Marjorie: Never heard of him…

Y/n: We used to be in the same uni.

Bianca: Through my understanding, is he a rival?

Y/n: No, why?

Marjorie: You’re still with your sugar daddy?

Y/n: No, we’re on a break to figure things out.

Bianca: You dropped him like that!

Marjorie: The streets are scarce, you might not get him back.

Theresa: You menacing y/n?

Marjorie: No, I'm letting her know he's the real deal.

Bianca: I second that.

Theresa: Let y/n explain herself.

Y/n: I know but I deserve to have fun to. Benimaru is a gentleman as well.

Marjorie: I need a report from your time spent in Paris in fine detail,

pics too, hydrate us much with it.

Bianca: If anything ✨spicy👀 happens, let us know.

Y/n: I will, don’t worry.

Theresa: Have fun and enjoy yourself you should forget Leo a bit for your wellbeing.

Marjorie: Yeah, Theresa got a point. Contact us if anything arises.

Bianca: Without a doubt

Marjorie: Gotta go! My bed calling me.

Theresa: I have to do laundry!

Bianca: Wash day!!

Y/n: Deuces.

Marjorie and theresa: Bye!

Bianca: See ya.

I should get to packing fast. Like I'm leaving tomorrow.

Maybe should check the weather and bring clothes according to that.

Not a lot of shoes, a solid sneaker pair if not two and two heels as well as sandals.

Shorts, skirts, pants, blouses, t-shirts, pull-overs. We’ll head to the airport in nice silk pyjamas and a hoodie.

And pack my skincare too, in tiny containers.

As I put my luggage by the door, Benimaru sends me a message.

Silly me forgot to ask you where u live.

Send me ur address, I'll pick u up.

I send it.

Monday at 9 sharp as I'm my way to the entrance, I watch him. Gosh, he looks good! Might bite later…

“Punctual. Nice!”

As soon as he sees me, he gets my things for me.

“Haven't forgotten anything?”

“No, I don't think so.”

“That's great. We'll go to the airport right away.”

“Okay.”

In the car we discuss a little. He's changed a lot he has this charisma that I can't decipher yet. He doesn't deadpan people that much as of now.

“Late music discoveries…”

“Do you have any?”

“I do.”

“Tell me.”

“I will. I would like to know yours first.”

“Malice mizer, a little conflicted because I didn't discover them earlier but I really love the song au revoir.”

“I'll give them a go.”

“Ready?”

“Yes!”

“Mine is Tricot specifically itazura and potage.”

“I love them too! I gotta say you're a little late,” you snicker.

“Y/n! Here, I thought you'd be nice. Turns out I was wrong.”

“Not really, Tricot is like studying for uni midterms background music.”

“You studied like that?”

“Yep.”

“I did lo-fi!”

“That works too!”

“We're almost getting there.”

“You're right.”

“We'll eat shop a bit and hop on the flight.”

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Home sweet home

cw: reader-san goes back home, work life is somewhat unbearable, talks with psychic friend, Theresa comes through with a reading to give her some guidance, talks about being childfree and a parentified adult as well as its consequences, Theresa encourages reader-san to open a baking business, an much needed 'men are trash reminder', a few other characters are mentioned such as Obi, Vulcan and Benimaru(he is a warning 🤨 ), uni days seem to bring joy and despair to reader-san, no sign of Leo for a total of three weeks(that’s ominous).

gist: reader-san goes back to her place after being with Leo for sometime. In her own words “ this motherfucker tweaking, on God!”(she’s right, I’d be mad too).

Wc: 2141

c/s: I wouldn’t mind having captain Obi as my bed 😩, I said what I said 😋(that's period me talking). Uhm… enjoy!

Blank/Ageless blogs/MDNI, I will block you!

As soon as I got inside, I dropped my shopping bags at the entry. I took off my shoes. I went right away to the living room, plopped myself on my couch like I usually do. I take a few deep breaths to reassess the current state of my life. I have to appreciate where I’m at. But also fuck Leo for being a stubborn man. I can’t stand him. On top of that I have to go to work.

I swear on everything the universe be trying me! Anyways, time to unwind.

–

I slept like a baby when I got back home. I hugged my huge teddy bear to bring me comfort. I really missed being on my own company, I’m realising. No wonder I had shitty days earlier this week.

It’s been ten days, no signs of Leo contacting me or at least trying like… a missed call or something? Am I this unlucky with men or is it my imagination? I know I shouldn’t worry but single life looks so appealing right now. Might go back to it honestly.

Work’s been kicking my ass. Between orders, new clients, shipping packages, answering questions customers have, updating the site and coming up with new ideas to innovate the concept, I’m lagging a bit. Everytime I come back home, I just shower, eat and sleep. It's as if I were a robot, what am I doing? At least, I haven't cried yet. Not a sign of sir Burns? He's probably busy. I still have his debit card. I better not use it and leave it at home in a safe place.

Wednesday is my day off. I should probably make it a self care day and just do what I do best: me! I'll take it slow. Tuesday evening I should get some candles from the store.

Theresa sent a message. I think she wants to see me.

We need to talk. I'll be there 2moro by noon cya

My reply is

No problem. I'll be waiting

Wednesday

Theresa finds me with a face mask but her face is so stern…

“I know you're not seeing him. Why is that”

How? Ah, she always knows. I let her in the apartment. It would be rude to keep having this convo at the door. Some nosey people might hear. I tell her what she wants to know as we sit on the couch.

“The kid in question and that woman's identity. He doesn't want me to know.”

“Want me to pull out some tarot cards for it?”

“Yeah, sure why not.”

“I get a feel you’re not telling me everything.”

“Uhm… I don't think he'll contact me that soon.”

She takes out of her bag a few bay leaves.

“Hand me a lighter please gotta cleanse before I do anything.”

I don’ really like the smell so I ask her

“Can you please do another cleansing method. I don’t dig burnt bay leaf smell and you know exactly why.”

“Sure, I’ll just clap a few times.”

She claps three times then ten times and finally five. Don’t know about that pattern though might ask or not.

She pulls out her tarot deck. Seeing her shuffling doesn't cease to amaze you.

“What should y/n expect of this situation? Strength or maybe his sun sign. My hand burns so it definitely is his sun sign."

Uhm interesting

“Is your boo a july or august leo?”

“Don’t know I haven’t asked him. I will.”

“Leaning on the card's meaning and my intuition, he’s a strong man. His values are unmatched for most people in his age range. I also get the feeling that he has gorgeous hair and a beard. Aren’t I right?”

Now that I think about it, I never asked him when it was his birthday. I'll do it if we get back together…

"Leo’s rule hair and all that so he’s also probably on the thicker side if you know what I mean.”

“Yes, spot on as always. Hair wise I didn’t touch it much. I think you’re right, it surely is a handful.”

She pulls out another card. Most of the time she’ll stop when she gets three cards but I get a feel this might be a long session.

“We have ten of cups. It embodies completion in your specific case; it could be marriage. It can also mean some sort of union. I don’t know where you currently stand on that matter.”

“I don’t look forward to it. I never really did fancy that. My whole childhood, teenage and early adult years I took care of babies and children that were not mine based solely on the fact that they’re family. So technically, I am a parentified adult. And while that kind of upbringing could have strongly reinforced the want of having kids, I simply do not like them.”

“So sorry you had to go through that, boo. You’re telling me that you’re prone to be a childfree person than to become a mother?”

“Exactly! Being a mother is not for me. I’m not trying to walk in my mother’s footsteps being the one who is bearing the whole family as well as taking care of a grown child labelled as ‘husband’ that is so useless.”

“I’m with you on that one. Fuck men and their entitlement to think they are doing too much when all they do is complain about ‘where my food at? This house look a mess or even ain’t nobody helping in this house.’ Stop being a clown and start doing something about the shit you whining about. Concerning your guy, he would be the right one spirit says.”

She continues pulling out cards:

“We got knight of wands. It symbolises motion as well as passion. Girl…I’m getting hot like smoking hot.” She says this as she waves her hand close to her face . “Please, give me a glass of cold water with ice cubes.”

“Coming right up!”

You do your little run towards the kitchen and come back with a full glass of water with ice cubes for your friend.

“Here.”

“Thank you, that was much needed.

“So, I think your man is super serious about you ‘cause I’m still hot.”

She takes off her sweater . “The water didn’t do much but whatever I guess. Spirit tells me that he enjoys looking at you all the time even when you are not aware of it.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes! Haven’t you noticed it?”

“I probably didn’t pay much attention to it.”

“Ace of pentacles stands for potential, prosperity too. This is really good. I feel like it can signal longevity for this union, honey.

The hermit reversed. This could represent you or/and him. The current state of the relationship. Isolation. But not for too long, I would say it is necessary for both of you. It will allow you to evaluate what you really want form this relationship.”

Doesn’t sound like a desperate situation thanks to Theresa’s insight. I’m so glad she is doing this for me!

“The moon represents illusions. Watch what you say and do. Don’t try anything to rash such as not letting people know you’re leaving. Notify them if you do so, please.”

Is there anything that doesn’t escape her sharp vision? I can’t even lie to her so I’ll say no.

“Another reversed card! Dang it, I don't like where this reading is headed. The devil. Aiming to restore control or maybe we’re getting warned about what he’s packing!! I bet you know what it looks like.” And she winks at me.

“Theresa!”, you yelped in frustration.

“Girl, watch out. I’m just being honest with you. Better safe that sorry in these streets!

For the previous message it deals with let me see to finally grasp what was lacking or to even find some semblance of power. It felt like most things you desired were slipping through your fingers but it’s no longer the case at least for now.”

“That was seven cards. From what I remember the number represents support from the angels concerning love and also means wholeness. So everything you’re currently going through is preparing for a much bigger outcome. I know it sucks now but you can handle it!!”

I catch her staring at the cards. Probably in deep thought.

“You don't look convinced enough.”

“Yep, I still don't know who that Aura is.”

“I can always use my pendulum if you'd like me to.”

“Absolutely! How could I forget that?”

“Only closed questions are allowed to ensure certainty. So, jot them down on a piece of paper, I'll read them aloud.”

I pull out my stream of consciousness notebook and write down what I need to know. Then I rip that page and hand it to her. She starts reading it.

“Is Aura Leo's ex partner? No. Does he have a kid? No.

Is he faithful? Yes.”

She puts all of her belongings away. She questions me.

“Y/n are you sure about this relationship?"

“I don’t think sure would be the right term. I know I want him and I long to be by his side. There is always some sort of uncertainty hovering above anything I do. I’m used to it but I wish it wouldn’t be as present as it is.”

“It’s your first in a long time so you might want to take things slow and easy. I know both of you will figure something out.”

“I made some baked goods earlier.”

“Yay. Love yours.”

“Sit down at the table and I'll get everything.” She puts down the oven safe dish and takes a giant pitcher out of her fridge.

“Tada! Cinnamon rolls paired up with Korean strawberry milk.”

“That's a great combo!”

“I know, let’s dig in.”

"Listen" she tells me " if you open a food business be it a truck or a store, I'll be there. I'm not kidding, every single day. Even if my wallet doesn't match my expenses!"

"I accept your undivided honesty and support but that might be for later. Not my main source of income. Could be a side hustle."

“I think I could use some of that spray of yours…”

“Which one? I need your to be specific.”

“The fuckboy repellent one?”

“You sure that's the only one you need?! I think you should also get the goddess era one and plutonian lover.”

“Can I get those too?”

“Yes. I'll drop them off later today in your mailbox.”

“On another note. Do you know who I saw today? ”

“No.”

“Think a little…”

“Really?”

“Fine. I’ll give you some clues.”

“I’m listening.”

“He is peculiar.”

“Leo?”

“Are you for real? You haven’t even showed us a picture and suddenly I’m meant to know what he looks like? Girl, quit playing!"

“You’re right, my bad.”

“I’ll give a clue. It’s someone from uni…”

“Oh!”

“The whole buffet also known as Obi. The girls were mad about him. It’s me, I’m girls.”

“No and he only stayed there for a year.”

“Why the hell I didn’t have a one night stand with him?”

“Rumour has it if you do, no other person can satisfy you.”

“Swear down!”

She nods

“Girl I better find him then. I’m willing to risk my life for that .”

“What about Leo?”

“I’ll give ‘us’ a break. I’m sure he’ll understand after what he pulled.”

“Fair enough.”

“Was it Vulcan?”

“Who was that again?”

“The red haired guy that you could tell was a sub. I wish I had one night with him too. You know trying new things.”

“No.”

“Don’t you think something’s missing?”

“Black hair a scary face but girls were head over heels with him?”

“Benimaru?”

“Bingo.”

“How is he?"

“He is, I guess. I didn’t talk to him that long because back then he only had eyes for you and I’m pretty sure it’s still the case.”

“Excuse me?”

“Yes, you heard it right. When I asked him if he had you know a partner since he did the same and was met with a negative answer. He said’ Y/n is the only woman I can date’.

“Well it’s… giving obsessive with a sprinkle of stuck in the past.”

“Like you said.”

“You think he’d say it to my face?”

“Uhm, maybe who knows? Miracles can happen?”

“Theresa being shady?? Nah, never thought I’d witness it firsthand!”

“Feels good to be home. I’ll never trade my happiness for a relationship. Mark my words I rest my case.”

Much later in the evening

Such a cute packaging! I’ll keep the little bag. It smells so good.

They're body mist with highlighter in it. Ooh, imma shine bright like a diamond.

Plus it smells so good! I gotta properly thank her. She always comes through.

I also wish Theresa gets her man even though she always brushes the topic off with ‘I'm not trying to trigger migraines by dating men. Plus, I'm not attracted to them so why would I?’

I hope she gets her soulmate or her twinflame. Man whatever she desires shall come to her.

I check my phone. He hasn’t called yet. Should I feel concerned? No, I left him behind because he was being an ass. He and his whole attitude about this Aura. Like where do I stand? Am I important enough to him?

I’m at work! Those thoughts are unnecessary as of now. I better get back on my shit before I find myself running back to his house. I am not a lost puppy.

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