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Vizsla || Darth Maul || Savage Opress

Synopsis - You're Pre Vizsla's daughter, somewhat cast aside from Death Watch. The two Sith, your lovers, corner you after a meeting and ask you to relay information to them. It ends how your meetings together usually end, with sex.

Warnings - NSFW. Oral (F!Receiving). Unprotected P In V Sex. Masturbation.

Fancy Buying Me A Coffee?

You were sitting in the corner of the tent wearing your regular long, cream coloured, satin dress. Your father, Pre Vizsla, never allowed you to go on missions and never allowed you to participate in actions against Mandalore’s Duchess, Satine. You couldn’t understand why. You were just as capable as any Mandalorian, it didn’t make sense to you. Alas, you were forced to sit right where you were, in the corner of the tent, pondering your place in Death Watch as you father and Maul talked ‘business’.

Over the course of Maul and Savages’ stay with Death Watch, you had become increasingly close with them, not that your father, or anybody else for that matter, knew. You kept your growing relationship with the two Sith secret for fear of your father’s reaction, you knew he would much rather you be with a Mandalorian from Death Watch than a pair of Force-Wielders.

Soon, everyone including your father and Bo-Katan were retreating from the tent, leaving you sitting alone with the two men. Once the tent was completely empty and there were no stragglers left behind, Maul walked over to you, his hand outstretched for you to take. “Hello beautiful,” he whispered.

You looked around the tent, peering at the entrance before taking Maul’s hand. “Maul,” you whispered back, gazing into his eyes as you stood up out of your seat. “You both wished to speak to me?” You asked, turning to look at Savage.

“Indeed my dear,” Maul’s hand trailed up your arm and down your body before resting on your hip.

“We believe your father is going to try and betray us,” Savage mumbled as he walked closer to the two of you, his eyes glowing with anticipation as you watched with each step he took.

Your eyes widened as you looked between the two males. “N-No. He wouldn’t do that!” You protested, but Maul chuckled as his grip on your hip tightened ever-so-slightly. The satin fabric crumpled underneath his gloved hand.

“Oh, you haven’t been told, have you?” Maul teased. “Does daddy dearest know about our… relations?”

Your eyes widened once more and you shook your head. “No! And he cannot.”

Maul bent down to your height, his lips close to your ear as he whispered. “We need you on our side, Y/N. We can’t do this without you.”

“We need you by our side,” Savage said as he moved behind you, his hands now resting on your hips just above his brothers.

You bit the inside of your lip as you thought. Of course your father wouldn’t tell you if he was planning to betray Maul and Savage, he didn’t think of you as a soldier. “What do you want me to do?” You asked. Maul’s hands trailed back up your body and played with the thin straps of your dress that lay on your shoulders. He pulled them down slowly, searching your eyes for any protestation you may have had.

“We need you to relay information back to us. Think you can do that for us sweetheart?” Maul asked as he began to pull your dress down, bearing your chest to him. Maul nibbled on your earlobe as you took in the request.

“My father won’t tell me anything,” you whispered hoarsely as Maul’s lips trailed down to your collarbone. Your heart was beating so fast in your chest that you were scared the two males might be able to hear it. Maul began to suck on the soft flesh covering your collarbone causing you to let out a slight whimper.

“All you need to do is try,” Savage whispered in your ear from behind you. Savage watched Maul intensely as he moved to suck on your neck, waiting for an answer. You nodded as Savage’s large hands cupped your breasts roughly, kneading at them greedily.

“Use your words, my love,” Maul growled, biting down on your jugular vein. You let out a hushed scream, hands flying up to Maul’s shoulder to push him away slightly, but it was no use. Maul stayed put on your neck, lapping up at the blood he had just drawn from you.

“I-I will help,” you whimpered softly. Savage nodded and growled softly as he began to play with your puckering nipples. He rolled them between his padded fingers as you spoke. “I’ll do all I can.”

Maul moved away from your neck and looked at you with glistening eyes. “Good girl,” he whispered, gloved thumb brushing over your bottom lip. His words sent shivers down your spine, knowing what was to come. With a simple tug at the dress bunched up at your hips, you were now almost completely bare to the two Sith. Your underwear became moist as Savage continued to fondle at your breasts and you watched as Maul got to his knees.

“W-What are you doing?” You asked Maul.

He didn’t answer. Instead, he pulled the thin fabric of your underwear off you with a quick rip, exposing your cunt to the cool air of the tent. You let out a hushed gasp as the air hit your core and you glanced over at the entrance to the tent… Anybody could walk in and see the three of you. The thought both frightened and excited you. Maul parted your legs slightly giving him enough room to nestle between them before he used his tongue to lick a slow, tantalising stripe up your slit. You shivered and your hands flew almost instinctively to the horns on top of Maul’s head, pulling him closer. He grinned into your cunt before he continued to lap you up like a man starved all while Savage continued toying with your nipples.

Your legs parted even more, giving Maul much more room to snuggle between your thighs. With his head tilted upwards, Maul stuck his tongue into your tight hole before nibbling at your folds and flicking his tongue back towards your clit, swirling it around your nub deliciously.

“You taste so good,” Maul groaned against your folds. His words sent another shiver down your spine forcing goosebumps to appear on your arms.

“Save some for me, brother,” Savage growled at Maul, a warning. Maul continued to eat you out, tongue darting along your folds and around your clit before waving his brother off. Savage kissed down your neck, licking the blood that was pooling around the area where Maul had bitten you before. Savage groaned into your neck, shifting his hips against you. You could feel the bulge in his pants pressing against you.

“Stars Maul if you keep doing that, I’m going to cum,” you whimpered as you began to ride Maul’s face. The Zabrak below you just laughed, never faltering his tongue movement around your clit. The vibrations he was sending out as he laughed against you were just… orgasmic. And just like that, you were cumming. And hard. Your hands that were wrapped around Maul’s horns tightened their grasp as you rode out your orgasm. Maul continued to slurp up your juices before pulling away and grinning at you, that shit-eating grin you loved so much. Savage moved his hands away from your breasts, satisfied with the attention he had given them, and had sat down on the chair you had been sitting on previously. He freed his cock from its confines and began to stroke his length slowly. Maul stood up from his knees and pushed you back. With legs like jelly, you didn’t resist and fell on top of Savage. His hard, weighty cock pressed against your thigh and you couldn’t help but whimper as he thrusted his hips against you for some relief.

“You look so precious like this,” Savage whispered in your ear as he grasped his cock from underneath you and pressed the thick, yellow head against your entrance. Out of embarrassment, you wanted to bite out a comeback, but you couldn’t think. As Savage slowly pushed his cock into you, you let out a moan and gripped the seat's armrests. Maul looked at you with lust blown eyes as he pulled out his own cock, eyes trained on your sopping cunt as Savage fully sheathed himself inside of you.

With tears of pleasure in your eyes you shook your head. “It’s too much!” You cried out.

“You can take it, pretty girl,” Savage cooed in your ear. He was still as he let you adjust to his length, biting and nibbling at your earlobe. “You have before.” His words sent a heatwave to your core and before you knew it, you were moving your hips. Savage let out a strangled moan as you began to ride him, slowly, as you were still getting used to his cock buried inside of your heat. Maul grinned as he watched your movements, pumping away at his own cock slowly, attempting to match the movements you were making on Savage’s shaft.

“Oh stars!” You called out, eyes screwing shut as your pace began to quicken. You began to bounce now, your hips moving automatically as Savage slowly moved against you.

“Good girl,” Maul cooed. “Take it all.”

You nodded to Maul as tears fell from your eyes. You were already on the brink of another orgasm and Savage could feel it from the way your walls were clenching around his cock. His mouth hung open as your bouncing became harsher, almost desperate for more and his hands gripped your hips tightly, helping you and your efforts. You were gliding off his cock easily now, your juices from your previous orgasm leaving a sheer white ring around the base of Savage’s cock. The sight drove Maul mad as he continued to jerk himself off, eyes rolling into the back of his head momentarily. He wanted nothing more than to feel you on his cock, but right now it was his brother’s turn.

“Savage, baby, I’m going to cum,” you whimpered, finally pushing yourself over the edge with your final movements. You continued to bounce on through your orgasm, although unsteady, and helped Savage to find his own release.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Savage groaned loudly as he pushed his cock as deep into you as it would go, releasing inside of you. You shivered as Savage’s movements slowed and you halted your own. As Savage pulled out of you, and his cum dribbled down your thigh, Maul was close behind. His own spend spurting out onto his gloved hand. “That was incredible,” Savage whispered into your ear before looking over at his brother, who had already tucked himself back into his pants and was picking up your dress off the floor to hand to you.

“It was,” you replied, taking your dress from Maul in an instant the second he handed it to you.

“Get dressed, someone could walk in at any minute,” Maul grumbled to you. You nodded and did as you were told without a second thought.

Savage stood up and tucked himself back into his trousers before walking up to you and wrapping his arms around your waist. “Are you okay, princess?” He asked into your ear and kissed you on the cheek. You nodded and turned to face him, pressing your lips to his softly in a passionate kiss.

“That’s enough,” Maul grumbled again, forcing the two of you to pull apart.

You turned to the smaller Zabrak and smiled. “Is someone feeling a little neglected?” You asked Maul, walking towards him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you, kissing him with everything you had. Maul grunted into the kiss, but wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you flush against his chest.

“Next time, I get to fill that pretty little pussy,” Maul groaned against your lips.

“Of course,” you whispered back, smiling into the kiss.

When Maul was satisfied, he pulled away from the kiss and turned to Savage. “Come, apprentice. We have work to do.”

“Yes brother,” Savage replied.

You watched as the two brothers walked out of the tent, confident strides in their wake. You wondered what your fathers plan was and if he was actually going to betray the two men you had grown so fond of. You would do as you had been asked to do and relay information back to the brothers, even if that meant your place in Death Watch was over. You sat back down on the chair you were originally sitting on when Bo-Katan walked in, helmet under her arm. She walked over to you, a smile on her face. Bo-Katan had always been a close friend of yours.

“What were you guys talking about?” She asked quietly, sitting down next to you in the empty chair.

“Hm?” You asked, biting the skin on your nail anxiously. Had she heard anything?

“You and the Sith, what were you talking about?” Bo-Katan asked again.

You looked at her and smiled softly. “They think my father is going to betray them. They wanted to know if I had any… Information,” you responded.

“How interesting,” Bo-Katan hummed to herself. “Well… What did you say?”

You thought for a moment and decided there was no harm in telling her the truth. Well, part of the truth. “I told them my father wouldn’t tell me anything he was planning. They seemed disappointed, but not surprised.”

“Do you… Have feelings for the Sith?” Bo-Katan asked, her eyebrow raising.

“What?!” You exclaimed. “That’s-That’s absurd!”

“I’ve seen the way you look at them, the way they look at you,” she responded.

You couldn’t help but frown. “They don’t look at me at all,” you lied.

“I regret to inform you that they do,” Bo-Katan sighed. “They’re no good for you Y/N, stay away from them.”

“Yes Lady Bo-Katan,” you mumbled, rolling your eyes when she wasn’t looking in your direction.

“I have to go and see your father,” she said suddenly, standing up from her chair. “I just wanted to come and check to see if you were alright on my way.”

“I’m fine,” you whispered back to her. She could see you were lying but decided not to push it and without another word she left the tent, finally leaving you alone with your thoughts. You’d start your ‘mission’ given to you by your lovers tomorrow, but for now, you needed to wash up and rest. You finally left the tent and made your way to the one you called home, washing yourself up and climbing into the makeshift bed you hated so much. You fell asleep wondering what it would be like to have the two Sith sleeping by your side, curled up next to you. Maybe one day it could become a reality.

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Requests are OPEN.

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kaminokatieemoved · 10 months

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Twenty Days || L Lawliet

Synopsis - L wrote his own name in the Death Note to stop Kira and only had twenty days left to live.

Warnings - NSFW. Unprotected P In V Sex. Love Admissions. Slight Angst?

Note - This reads like a 12 year old wrote it but I promise I'm 23, I just can't write. Based on the Japanese Live Action (it's amazing, go watch it!)

Fancy Buying Me A Coffee?

“Oh Gods,” L groaned as you sunk down slowly onto his cock. You weren’t entirely sure how you had ended up in this situation. You just remembered there being whiskey, and a lot of it along with feelings of grief from the death of your dear friend Watari.

In a drunken state, you had asked L if he had ever slept with anyone and of course he shook his head. “Do you want to?” You asked, raising an eyebrow mischievously. L had spluttered a reply you didn’t even hear as you stood up and shakily made your way over to him. You gazed into his eyes as you unbuckled his jeans, waiting for him to reject you. But he didn’t, he continued to let you rid him of his jeans with wide eyes and an open mouth.

You couldn’t help but give him a quick striptease, taking off your clothes as quickly but as sensually as possible. L couldn’t help the tent growing in his boxers as he watched you, admiring the dips and curves of your body. You were completely naked. L’s pants and boxers were just pooled around his ankles as he sat properly on the chair, his baggy shirt still hung loosely on his slender frame.

You grasped the fabric of his shirt as you sunk down completely on his length, a moan escaping your open lips. You waited a moment, giving yourself time to adjust to L’s cock that was now stretching you deliciously open. A whimper escaped L’s lips as he bucked his hips up slowly, desperate for you to move. You smirked to yourself and slowly began bouncing on his cock.

Soft whines automatically began to leave L’s lips as you continued your slow movements, his hands automatically flying to your hips to grasp the soft flesh surrounding them. His fingertips dug into your hips as he tried to ground himself in this moment.

“Please,” he whispered to you. His voice was so quiet you almost missed it. “Faster.”

You nodded and smirked before picking up your pace, rolling your hips as you did. This wasn’t your first time riding a man so you knew what to do, but the way L was falling apart underneath you was a first. You could feel him shaking beneath you, his hands still frantically grasping at the plush of your hips and kneading, almost desperate to feel you.

It took a few moments for L to become more confident and when he did, he began bucking his hips up to meet yours in rhythm. Whimpers, whines and moans were still tumbling from his perfect lips.

“This feels… So good…” L panted as he looked down at you. He watched in awe as your breasts bounced with each of your movements. His hands shakily moved from your hips to your breasts, grasping them firmly in his palms. L gave them an experimental squeeze and watched for your reaction. When you threw your head back and moaned his name, L continued to knead your breasts, desperate to hear you moan his name again. It sounded like classical music to his ears. “Y/N,” he whispered hoarsely.

“Yes?” You asked, halting your movements for a moment.

“N-No, keep going,” he begged. You nodded and began to bounce once more as L began to talk. “From the moment I met you, I knew I loved you. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, and I’m sorry that I’m leaving you so soon but just know, I love you.”

Your eyes welled up with tears from the pleasure you were feeling and the sincerity of his words. Your hips rolled again against L’s and a wanton moan fell from your mouth. You were so close to your own orgasm. “L,” you whimpered, cupping his face with your hands and forcing him to look at you. His black eyes filled with tears of his own. “I love you too.”

Those words sent L over the edge. He pulled you flush to his chest and began pounding himself inside of you. You almost screamed with the amount of pleasure you were feeling as your hands flew to L’s neck to keep you steady.

“Say my name again,” he whispered into your ear, his movements never faltering.

“L,” you cried out, your orgasm approaching eagerly by the second. “I’m going to cum L!” You announced. You wanted to drop a hand to your clit, to circle the sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs, but you wanted to stay flush against L. You wanted to feel his shirt covered chest against your chest as you came. With your hands around his neck still, you grasped the fabric of his shirt and matched L’s movements with your own and sooner rather than later you were cumming all over his cock.

Your walls fluttered around L’s cock and he felt it. The pleasure shot straight to his balls as he felt his own release nearing. You were still moaning his name repeatedly as you came down from your orgasm, screaming almost as L continued his brutal pace. Your head rested on his shoulders as he continued to fuck you. “Gods I’m going to cum too,” he groaned into your neck, pressing soft kisses against your jugular vein. Without any further warning L shot thick ropes of cum into your spasming cunt, his movements stilling as he continued to fill you.

After a few seconds of the two of you sat there panting, you finally lifted your head off of L’s shoulders and smiled at him. “That was amazing,” you whispered, pressing your forehead against his.

“Is it that intense all the time?” L whispered as he stared into your eyes.

“Only if you’re with the right person,” you replied, eyes filling with tears. You had just found out he loved you after all the years of knowing each other and you were going to lose him in twenty days.

“My only regret in life is not making you my wife,” L whispered softly. Your eyes widened at his words, not knowing he felt that way. You had known L for a long time, and you never once thought he imagined about you in a romantic way. You thought this would have been a drunken thing, something to throw off his bucket list before he… passed away. Not something he had always wanted to do.

Your eyes sparkled as the tears threatened to spill and you smiled weakly. “We still have twenty days,” you suggested. Both of your hearts were racing as silence fell upon you, were you really suggesting that you get married?

“Are you saying-” L started, but you cut him off with a frank nod.

“Yes,” you said seriously. L’s lips contorted into a smile as he cupped your face in his hands. His cock was softening inside of you but neither of you minded as L pressed his lips to yours softly. The kiss was clumsy, definitely L’s first kiss, but it was sweet. He poked his tongue against your lips and you opened your mouth, allowing him access. His tongue swept across yours as he pulled your face even closer to his, the kiss deepening with each passing second. When he pulled away L gazed into your eyes looking for any sign that you could be lying to him, but he couldn’t find any.

“Let’s get married,” he whispered to you, nodding slowly.

“Let’s get married,” you agreed, nodding back to him.

The next day, once your hangover hand passed you and L went to the local townhouse to get married. Your wedding was small and sweet: your parents were there, as were the remaining members of the Task Force that helped stop Kira. You wore a beautiful white cotton sundress that although was casual, still looked gorgeous for your literally last minute wedding. L wore his usual baggy white shirt and baggy jeans, but had put shoes on for the occasion. As you walked down the townhouse aisle with your mother and father by your side, L couldn’t help but tear up. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would get married but then again, never in his wildest dreams did he think he would know when and how he was going to die. It was bittersweet. He had nineteen days left to live, and he was going to spend those last nineteen days with you by his side.

When you reached L at the top of the aisle, you turned to face him. A soft smile spread across his face, something that you loved to see from him: it was a rarity and you knew he was truly happy.

The priest began to speak. “We have gathered here today to celebrate the matrimony of L Lawliet and Y/N L/N. They have requested a quick ceremony so I will ask, is there anyone here that objects to the joining of these two people?” Silence. Your heart was beating in your chest as you looked out at the small crowd gathered. When nobody came forward, the priest continued. “Do you have any vows you would like to say?”

L nodded, and grabbed your hands in his. “From the moment I met you, I realised what love was. It took me a while to accept that I was in love, but when I did I wanted nothing more than to scoop you in my arms and give you the life that you deserved. Had we never completed the Kira case, we may have never got to do this. So even though I only have nineteen days left to live, I can say with my hand on my heart that I will die the happiest man alive.”

Tears welled up in your eyes as L finished speaking and you felt your heart break slightly. Knowing he only had nineteen days left to live killed you, you weren’t sure how you were going to go on without him now that you had him. You grasped L’s hands tightly and cleared your throat before speaking. “L, when I first met you I didn’t like you. I thought you were weird and creepy, but the more I got to know you I realised you were a certified genius who was simply just misunderstood. I realised I fell for you when we were working on the Kira case. We were alone and going through the tapes and we both reached for the same tape. I remembered our hands met and my heart felt like it was going to explode out of my chest. Even though you don’t have much time left on this earth, I can promise you I’ll make the last nineteen days the best time of your life.” L nodded at your words, the smile on his face now spreading from ear to ear.

“If that is everything,” the priest spoke. “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

L looked at the crowd nervously before pulling you close to him, pressing his lips to yours quickly but sweetly. Your guests cheered and threw rose petals as you both walked down the aisle and out of the townhouse.

You went straight back to L’s headquarters afterwards. You excitedly ran into the room and with a confused expression, he followed. “What are we doing here?” He asked as you sat on the large table situated in the middle of the room.

“Well,” you whispered, your hands smoothing over the surface of the table. “I’ve always wanted to have sex on this table.”

L’s eyes widened at your admission, but locked the door behind him before slowly making his way over to you. “Are you sure Y/N?” He asked.

“I’m sure,” you smirked, spreading your legs to him.

Your white cotton sundress shifting to expose your underwear to your husband. L didn’t say anything, but quickly launched to you, pushing you down onto the table with a serious expression on his face. He stared into your eyes as he unbuckled his jeans, pushing them and his boxers down to his ankles before flipping your sundress up and literally ripping your underwear off your body. You went to protest and say those were your favourite pair but L shrugged you off. “I’ll buy you a new pair,” he whispered before pressing his lips to yours roughly. You groaned into the kiss, your eyes rolling back into your head before closing. L pulled away leaving you a whimpering mess from the lack of contact.

“What are you doing?” You asked,disappointed he had moved away from the kiss. You watched as he pumped his cock a few times as he stared at your cunt. Last night, you didn’t get a good look at his cock. Now you could see him in all his glory. He was as big as he felt, and he had a whole lot of girth too. He penis was slightly curved, but it hit all the right places inside of you. Your mouth hung open and drooled at the sight.

“I’m going to make love to my wife,” he whispered before slowly sinking himself into you.

You let out a moan and grasped his shoulders as he pushed into you. L lent down to press a soft, chaste kiss on your lips as his slow movements sped up to a quicker pace. It was clear it was L’s first time on top due to how erratic his movements were, but it still felt amazing for you. A cock is a cock after all.

“Oh God, L,” you let out a moan and wrapped your arms around his neck and legs around his waist, forcing the raven-haired male to speed up his pace.

“If you keep squeezing me like that, Y/N, I won’t last long,” he whispered into your ear roughly, before nibbling on your earlobe.

“Can’t help it,” you whimpered. “Feels so good.”

You continued to moan into L’s ear as he groaned into your neck, nibbling at the soft flesh available to him. “Feels amazing,” L agreed, his thrusts becoming even more erratic than before, signalling that he was close to cumming. “Cum with me Y/N, please.” He begged shamelessly.

You nodded and dropped a hand to your clit, giving yourself the extra stimulation you needed to push yourself over the edge. Without warning, you found yourself creaming around his cock unable to hold it in any longer as soon as you began to stroke circles around your sensitive nub. “I-I’m sorry!” You cried out, squeezing your eyes shut as your orgasm washed over you violently. L wanted to soothe you and tell you it was okay that you couldn’t hang on, but the way your walls constricted around his shaft had him cumming deep inside of you also without warning.

The two of you lay there, L on top of you, panting heavily as you both came down from your orgasms. It took L a few seconds before he was rolling off of you onto the table, the cool wood was welcome against his now sweaty back. You gazed at him from the corner of your eye, smiling before realising that this moment wasn’t going to last… That you only had nineteen days as his lover before he was gone forever. You felt tears prick at your eyes and you tried to blink them away, however, they continued to fall.

“Y/N, are you okay?” L asked, propping himself up on his elbows and turning his attention to you.

“I-I’m fine,” you lied, wiping your eyes before jumping off the table and pulling down your sundress. You picked up your torn underwear off the floor and placed them down your bra, too nervous to walk out with them in your hand on full display for everyone to see. L pulled up his boxers and jeans before standing in front of you, placing his hands on your forearms and stroking in a soothing manner.

“You can tell me,” he whispered softly, his black eyes gazing into your glossy ones.

“I don’t have long with you,” you said, bottom lip trembling. “I have nineteen days with you and then…”

L looked at you, a saddened expression laced his face. He had come to terms with the fact he was going to die soon, he came to terms with it before he had even written his name in the Death Note. But you… You made him somewhat regret his decision. But, there was no going back. “Do not worry, my love. These will be the best nineteen days of my life.” You sighed as he kissed you softly, sitting up and wrapping his arms around you. “This is a conversation for another time.”

You nodded as he continued to pepper your face in kisses. You supposed he was right, now wasn’t the time for such a conversation, but you couldn’t help the sinking feeling in your heart at the thought of him not being around anymore. “You’re right.”

“Fear not my love, for now, you need to sleep,” L whispered into your ear, leading you towards the sofa in the room.

“What about you?” You asked as you sat down.

“You know I don’t sleep much,” he chuckled. “I have to work on some cases. If I need you, I’ll wake you. I promise.”

You nodded and lay down on the sofa, cuddling up into the soft cushion that decorated the sofa. You closed your eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of nothing but happiness and love. L smiled as he watched you sleep from the corner of his eyes. He might be dead soon, but he was glad to be spending his last moments with you.

I wasn't sure about posting this, but I spent a lot of time on it so I thought why not. I hope the Death Note and L lovers like this!

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kaminokatieemoved · 10 months

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Pathetic!Armin Arlert

Armin Arlert is just pathetic for you.

Everything you do has him on his knees. His every reaction is all for you.

The way you smile at him has his knees weaken beneath him. Armin has to hold onto something just to keep himself upright. The perfume you spray yourself with in a morning, just for him, intoxicating his nostrils as you walk passed.

You always get the upper hand on him in training. Straddling his waist with that big cocky grin on your face. He could take you: if he wasn't so pathetic for you.

You'd sneak out at night to have some personal time alone. It had Armin's heart racing. You could get into so much trouble for doing this, and yet you were doing it for him.

Armin would attempt to protest as you'd drag him into a broom closet, but once your lips attached to his own his complaints stopped and his compliance started. You'd lock the broom closet as you kissed, the clicking of the lock making Armin's face heat up as he knew just what you were thinking. His eyes would snap open, widening as your hands began to run across his body, caressing every inch of him.

You were quick to take his cock out of his trousers, giving it a few experimental pumps and feeling it stiffen in your hand. Armin would let out a little whine, desperate for more. He'd buck his hips against your hand. You'd just chuckle at his eagerness, not giving him a second as you’d sink to your knees and envelope his cock into your mouth.

Armin would fall to pieces as soon as his cock pushed past your lips. His hands flying to your hair in a futile attempt to stop you from going too far. You never learned. You loved to gag on his length. As your spit would dribble down your chin, Armin thought you looked like an angel. The way your hair framed your face, the way you hallowed your cheeks around him and the way tears peppered your lower lash line as you gagged around him - these were all the things Armin loved so much about you.

You’d suck him until he was close to orgasm, pulling your lips away from his cock as a strangled cry left Armin’s lips. He wanted more. More of you. You knew this and immediately lifted up your nightdress, baring your ass to him, shaking it teasingly. Armin reached out to handle your cheeks, hands grasping desperately at the plush flesh of your ass. Spreading them apart and staring at both of your holes, Armin couldn’t help but drool at the sight.

He bent down to lick at your asshole forcing you to clench lightly before relaxing as he began tasting you. He licked a long stripe down from your asshole to your clit, flicking his tongue around the sensitive bud teasingly. He had only ever done this with you, but by Gods was he an expert at it.

He slowly inserted a finger inside of your cunt, stretching it deliciously and watching with awe as you spread your legs wider for him. You would always take him so well; whether it be his finger or his cock. He pumped his finger in and out of you a few times before inserting a second one. You writhed beneath him, bucking your hips back and forth - essentially riding his fingers.

“‘Min,” you whined out lewdly. “Want your cock ‘Min.”

Armin felt his heartbeat flutter at your use of his pet name. You were the only one to call him ‘Min and he couldn’t deny he loved it. Licking his lips, Armin withdrew his fingers from you and pushed you lightly against the wall of the broom closet, lining his cock up with your entrance.

You never gave him a chance to push in. You slowly pushed yourself back, sinking onto him inch by inch. It was painful, but it felt so good. You moaned wantonly at the sensation of him stretching you good and proper. These moments were rare, but you cherished them.

You slowly began to bounce yourself up and down on his cock, not giving the blonde a second to adjust to the sensation. His hands found your hips, helping you bounce along his length with ease, the slick between your legs growing by the second.

Filthy noises echoed in the broom closet and you knew someone would hear them if they passed the closet. You had to make this quick, and your hips were moving as fast as they could (with Armins help of course). You cried out as you reached your own peak, seeing stars as your movements slowed down, liquid gushing from your hole. You blushed with embarrassment, but quickly regained your confidence once Armin let out a loud moan, fingertips digging into your hips desperately.

“More,” he cried out, his own hips moving against yours. He was pounding into you now, his balls tightening with pleasure as his own orgasm neared. “Y/N, please!”

You moved your hips a few more times before Armin was spilling his seed deep inside your cunt, guttural moans leaving his chest as he did. You whimpered as you felt him shoot inside of you, your grasp on the wall in front of you tightening, nails dragging down the stone. “Oh Gods Armin, that was amazing,” you panted.

Armin pulled out of you, his cock softening quickly as he tucked himself back into his pants: a blush spread across his face. No matter how many times you had quickies in the broom closet, or long, love-making sessions in the barracks, Armin was still embarrassed. Something you loved about him.

Armin Arlert is just pathetic for you. And everything you did.

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hiii💘💘 hope you’re well!!

lollipop, october & cuddles!!🫶🏻

2. Lollipop - Favourite Makeup Product?

It has to be a tie between eyeliner and mascara!

4. October - What Month Were You Born In?

My birth month is May, I recently just turned 23!

31. Cuddles - Do You Have Any Pets?

I do! I have a one year old kitty called Dante. My poor fur baby currently has fleas and it's so sad :(

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Hello! Hope you’re having a great day! Could I please ask these? 💖

freckles - most-worn article of clothing?

strawberry - favorite fruit?

8. Freckles - Most Worn Article Of Clothing?

Besides pyjamas (I basically live in my pyjamas) my most worn article of clothing is a black pair of pants that I use for work, they are soo comfortable!

25. Favourite Fruit?

Definitely pineapple! I've always loved pineapple ever since I was a little girl<3

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6, 14, 18, 27, and 39 for the soft asks please darling 💕

6. Ivory - Describe Your Pyjamas:

Most of the time I wear tartan pyjama bottoms (red and black) with a plain black shirt. BUT recently it's been really hot in the UK so I've been wearing a little two-piece short set with a tropical design.

14. Butterfly - Favourite Snack:

OH! This is a difficult one! My favourite snack has to something sweet. If I feel snacky I almost always have a packet of harribo's or other fizzy sweets tucked away somewhere to eat!

18. Honey - Favourite Term Of Endearment?

Oh this is another difficult one! I'd to say either 'love' or 'darling'. Both give me butterflies in my stomach when I'm called them, and I ALWAYS call people I care for/am fond of 'love'.

27. Nightlight - Do You Read Before Bed?

I do! I do however switch between fanfiction on my phone and books on my kindle! It all depends on how I sleepy I feel.

39. Sweetheart - Favourite Mug/Cup?

I got engaged on the 31st of December 2022 and my future mother-in-law got me and my fiancé a mug set that says 'engaged' and the other says 'has a nice ring to it'.

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This is super cute, send in some asks and I’ll answer them❤️

soft asks:

cherry - what is your sexuality?

lollipop - favorite makeup products?

daydreams - if you could be anything or anyone, who would you be?

october - what month were you born in?

caress - do you like to snuggle?

ivory - describe your pajamas?

golden - favorite stationary product?

freckles - most-worn article of clothing?

twilight - best friend?

silk - do you like k-pop?

poppy - favorite pastel color?

dimples - most attractive features of a person’s face?

sunkissed - autumn or spring?

buttery - favorite snack?

whisper - how much sleep do you get?

pencil - do you own a journal?

cupcake - are you a good cook?

honey - favorite term of endearment?

clouds - describe one of your favorite dreams?

velvet - who was your first crush?

paper - favorite children’s book?

peaches - do you have a skincare routine?

mochi - favorite studio ghibli film?

backyard - did you ever have an imaginary friend?

strawberry - favorite fruit?

kiss - have you ever kissed a friend?,

nightlight - do you read before bed?

shampoo - favorite scent?

skin - what distant relative are you closest to?

aphrodite - favorite actress/actor?

cuddles - do you have any pets?

lace - if you own any dresses, which is your favorite?

sheets - sanrio or san-x characters?

cream - frozen yogurt flavor?

watermelon - do films ever make you cry?

sapphos - favorite poet?

plush - how many stuffed animals do you still own?

roses - what flower do you find most beautiful?

sweetheart - favorite mug/cup?

sunset - what are your pronouns?

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One Bed || Aesop Sharp

Summary - After a storm hits you and your professor have to take shelter in an abandoned cottage that only has one bed.

Warnings - NSFW. Loss Of Virginity (Reader). Fingering (F! Receiving). Unprotected P In V Sex.

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The weather was brutal. The storm had come out of nowhere and there was no chance you were making it back to Hogwarts unscathed. You and your potions Professor, Aesop Sharp, were in the middle of the Forbidden Forest collecting ingredients for some of the first years lessons when the storm had hit. Almost immediately, Aesop had pulled you into an abandoned cottage mumbling something about waiting out the storm here.

The cottage looked long abandoned so you didn’t feel guilty about breaking and entering, but still the weather made you wish you were back at the nice warm castle. The only saving grace about your current predicament was that you were with your potions Professor; someone you had long crushed on. You knew you shouldn’t have these feelings for him, but you couldn’t help it. He was always so nice to you from when you started in your fifth year and besides, you were in your seventh year now with a little over two weeks left before graduating… Surely it wasn’t as wrong as you were making it out to be? After all, you were of age now. You weren’t some naive little girl anymore. You were a woman.

You sat on the floor of the dusty old cottage and listened to the sound of the rain lashing against the sturdy windows. Aesop placed the ingredients you had already collected by the door so you wouldn’t forget them on your way out and sat down next to you. “The weather is bad huh?” You mumbled, staring outside the window.

“Indeed it is,” Aesop agreed with a nod. “But we have all the ingredients I need for my lesson, we just have to wait this storm out before we can head back to the castle.”

“Yeah,” you replied.

“I’m glad you could come with me,” Aesop said suddenly, forcing your mouth to run dry. You went to respond and tell him that it was okay, but he cut you off before you managed to say anything. “I mean thank you for accompanying me.”

You paused for a moment before you turned to look at him, a smile on your face. “You’re more than welcome, Professor.” Your heart was beating rapidly in your chest as his eyes met yours, a small smile playing on his lips.

“I certainly didn’t expect there to be a storm of this capacity,” he admitted, nodding to the window. “It doesn’t look like it’s going to clear up any time soon. We may have to stay here for the night.”

“The night?” You asked with wide eyes as Aesop nodded.

“Yes, the night,” he replied.

You nodded in understanding and stood up to look around the cottage. It was rather small, with an open floor kitchen and living room plan. There were two doors that you assumed led to the bathroom and the bedroom. You opened the bathroom door first, eager to see what your toileting situation was going to be for the night and the first thing you noticed was that it was cleaner than the living room. A lot cleaner. You used lumos to light up the bathroom and inspect the place, noticing there was toilet paper for you to use. You nodded in approval before closing the door and turning to the bedroom door. You opened it and were immediately met with cool air. It was then you noticed one of the windows was broken, rain pouring into a slight puddle on the floor. You sighed before turning your attention to the sleeping situation and your eyes widened. What you were expecting you didn’t know, but to see there was only one double bed had your heart racing.

“Um, Professor?” You said, uncertainly.

“Yes Y/N?” He asked, standing up and walking over to you with his slight limp. He arrived at the bedroom door and looked to the double bed, his eyes widening also. “This is not a problem. I’ll just sleep on the floor.”

“Nonsense!” You exclaimed. “We’ll just share the bed, it’s big enough for the both of us.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Aesop said, shaking his head no.

“Why not?” You asked, furrowing your eyebrows.

“It doesn’t matter,” he replied, his head still shaking. “I’ll take the floor.”

You pointed to the pool of rainwater on the floor and shook your head. “Not a chance, Professor. Just share the bed with me. I promise I don’t bite,” you joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Your Professor sighed and nodded slowly. “Fine, but we cannot tell anybody else about this.” You nodded in agreement and moved to the bed, waving your wand to change the bedding so it was clean.

Aesop nodded. He was trying to convince himself that this was fine despite his heart which was hammering against his ribcage as he thought about the situation. Sharing a bed with a student in an abandoned cottage in the middle of the Forbidden Forest… Absolutely scandalous. Truth be told, Aesop had a soft spot for you and he couldn’t deny that you were extremely attractive. Maybe he even had a little crush on you, but he’d never admit that to himself… Not until you had officially graduated anyway. He heard you sigh and snapped out of his thoughts, turning his attention to you. You had taken your robes off and lay down under the covers, all snuggled up. You felt him looking at you, so you opened one eye and grinned at him.

“Are you coming, Professor?” You asked.

Aesop shook his head. “I’m going to stay up for a little while, see if this storm subsides in the meantime.”

You nodded in understanding, closing your eyes once more before drifting off into a deep sleep. In the meantime, Aesop sat on the floor in the living room, his mind racing. To be that close to you felt like a felony, but he couldn’t deny that he was tempted. After all, he was extremely tired from his long day of teaching and hunting for ingredients, and the bed looked so inviting. When he finally decided to sneak his way into the room, you were fast asleep and snoring ever-so-lightly. Aesop smiled down at you as he watched your chest rise and fall with each breath you took. He desperately wanted to reach out and brush some stray hairs away, but he caught himself before his hand reached your face. Careful so as not to wake you, Aesop took off his coat and sunk into the bed and stayed on the edge of the bed far enough away from you that he felt comfortable. It didn’t take him long for sleep to consume him, his eyes fluttering closed and his dreams becoming a reality before his eyes.

You woke in the morning to the sound of the creatures of the Forbidden Forest. You felt an arm wrapped around your waist and a blush spread across your face as you remembered where you were and what had happened the previous night. You turned slowly to see Aesop fast asleep, his arm tucked delicately around you pulling you close to his body. It was when you moved slightly did you feel the stiffness in his pants. You closed your eyes slightly and bit your lower lip at the thought of your Professor's erection pressed flush against your backside. You couldn’t help but wiggle against it slightly, forcing Aesop to moan and his eyes to shoot wide open. He jumped up out of the bed almost immediately, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at you and then down at his crotch.

“It’s not what it looks like,” he started, voice panicking as he tried to readjust himself in front of you.

You smirked as you propped yourself up on your elbows. “Oh really Professor?”

“It just happens sometimes,” he said quickly, turning away from you and closing his eyes in embarrassment.

“Do you need some help, Professor Sharp?” You asked cooly, crawling to the edge of the bed and tugging on the sleeve of his arm. He shook his head, responding without words, and refused to look at you. “It’ll just be between you and I. I won’t tell anybody,” you whispered with a pout. Aesop’s eyes remained closed as he bit the inside of his cheek. Well when you put it like that, the offer was indeed tempting. He continued to shake his head, almost as if he was trying to ground himself. The situation had gotten out of control. He couldn’t even remember if he had been dreaming about anything erotic to get him so aroused. His cock was straining against his trousers and it was becoming almost painful. “I’ll be good for you Professor, I promise.” Your voice came, sultry and inviting. Aesop turned to you and sighed, opening his eyes to see you pouting so deliciously for him.

“Don’t look at me like that,” he said sternly, his eyes fluttering closed once more before they opened and looked at you sternly.

“Why not Professor?” You asked. Your eyes doe like at this point had him melting in the palm of your hand. Merlin, what were you doing to him?

You sat on your knees, your hands finding his shoulders and trailing down to his chest. “Y/N,” he said darkly. “There’s no going back if we do this…” His voice trailed off.

“I know,” you replied seriously.

Aesop wasted no time in pushing you down onto the bed, lips attacking yours feverishly as if it was something he had been waiting to do for a long time. You couldn’t help but moan into the kiss as his lips danced across yours, tongue licking your bottom lip as if asking for entrance. You opened your mouth, allowing his tongue to roam around your own fighting for dominance. Aesop made quick work of the tights you were wearing, throwing them into a pile across the cottage bedroom before trailing down your body to rest his head between your parted legs. “Have you done this before?” He asked, looking up at you from between your legs. You shook your head, suddenly nervous as he eyed your cunt, licking his lips. “Don’t worry Y/N, I’ll take care of you.”

You swore your heart skipped a beat as he looked directly into your eyes. His brown eyes glistened with anticipation before he delved his mouth onto your pussy, licking a long stripe up the slit before nibbling at your clit. You let out a soft moan at the feeling, something you had never experienced before, and your hands made their way to his hair, resting on the top of his head. As Aesop continued to eat your cunt like a man starved, your hands tangled in his hair and pushed his head further into you.

“Oh Merlin,” you whispered, throwing your head back onto the bed. “Feels so good.”

“You taste delicious my dear,” Aesop smirked into your cunt, his tongue working circles around your clit. You were biting your lip so hard you felt that you swore you could taste blood. Just as you were about to relax into his tongue, Aesop shoved a finger inside your tight hole forcing you to jump slightly. “Relax my love,” he whispered, moving his finger in and out of you at a slow pace. After a few minutes of finger fucking you and nibbling at your clit, Aesop slipped another finger inside your increasingly wet cunt. You continued to press your hands into his hair, pushing his face further and further into your pussy.

“Aesop it feels too good,” you whimpered. “Merlin, I’m going to cum.”

“Cum for me darling,” he whispered, his fingers speeding up inside of you. God he loved the sound of his name tumbling from your lips. Within seconds you were seeing stars, the muscles in your legs tightening. Your voice went hoarse as you continued moaning loudly while your orgasm washed over you. Your hands gripping Aesop’s hair like a vice. When Aesop was sure your orgasm had washed over you completely, he sat up and wiped your juices from his chin as a smile played on his lips. “Are you ready?” He asked, unbuttoning his trousers.

“Yes,” you whispered breathlessly.

Aesop nodded and pulled his cock out of his trousers, giving it a few experimental pumps before lining himself up with your entrance. “If you need me to stop, just tell me,” he whispered breathily and you nodded in response. Aesop pushed himself inside of you inch by inch slowly, checking constantly to make sure you were okay. You continued nodding to him, assuring him that you were fine until he was fully bottomed out inside of you. “Are you okay?” He asked. You nodded once more, a shaky breath leaving your lips. “Can I move?” He asked.

“Yes,” you whispered.

Aesop began to move slowly, his hips thrusting against yours. Neither of you had even bothered removing any items of clothes, but Aesop’s hands made their way to your breasts as he pounded into you, kneading them slightly. His mouth was hung open as he continued to thrust into you and you let out a series of moans as his hips snapped expertly, the sound of skin-on-skin filling the cottage bedroom. You wrapped your arms around Aesop’s neck and pulled him down to meet your lips, tasting yourself on his tongue. He let out a soft moan against your lips as he continued to thrust into your cunt desperately. He wanted to cum so badly, but he had to last a little longer for you. He could tell you were enjoying yourself from the sounds you were making and the way your eyes were rolling back into your head with each hard thrust.

“Rub your clit for me baby,” he whispered into your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. You nodded in response and dropped your hand between your legs, rubbing at the sensitive nub. A bolt of electricity shot through your legs and you felt the coil in your stomach returning signalling another orgasm was close. Aesop knew you were close from the look in your eyes, and he smiled down at you as his pace sped up. “Cum for me again Y/N. I know you can,” he whispered, biting down on your earlobe.

You nodded enthusiastically and as if almost on command you came, and hard. Your cunt spasmed around Aesop’s cock and began to milk him dry, his cock pulsating inside of you. With a few more thrusts, Aesop was cumming inside of you, thick ropes of cum spurting deep inside your pussy. Your name fell from his lips like a prayer and he sighed breathily into your ear as he collapsed on top of you. You both stayed like that for a few seconds until you tapped his shoulder. “Professor, you’re squishing me…” You whispered.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, rolling off of you. He quickly zipped up his trousers and looked down at his spend between your legs, a smile covering his lips. “We should do that again,” he smirked.

“I agree,” you nodded, standing up and grabbing your tights off the floor, putting them on.

Aesop turned to the window and finally noticed that the storm had subsided overnight. “We should head back to Hogwarts,” he said eventually, grabbing his coat and putting it on.

“We should,” you whispered. “We were probably missed.”

“Indeed, but at least we can make it back now safe and sound,” Aesop nodded. You smiled at him before walking up to him and pressing your lips to his. Aesop melted into the kiss, his tongue trailing over your bottom lip before he pulled away. “When you graduate, you will be mine.”

“Oh really?” You asked, raising a cheeky eyebrow.

“Yes,” he smirked at you, pressing his lips to yours once more. “I just know it.”

“I wouldn’t want anything different,” you smiled, chasing his lips once more. When you had finished kissing him, you turned and walked out of the bedroom, grabbing the ingredients you had initially come to get before the storm had hit. You waited at the door for your potions Professor and soon he trailed out of the bedroom looking as handsome as ever. You then made your way back to Hogwarts where you had a lesson of potions, looking over at your Professor knowingly as his cum dribbled down your legs. You’d have him again as soon as you graduated, and like he said, you would be his.

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The Ball And The Room || Ominis Gaunt

Synopsis - Sebastian goes home to Feldcroft over the Christmas holiday to make amends with his uncle leaving you and Ominis alone. When Sebastian returns he asks you to the Yule Ball, but you had somebody else in mind you wanted to ask.

Warnings - NSFW. Unprotected P in V Sex. Loss Of Virginity.

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Ominis Gaunt had a crush on you, that much he knew. Every time he was around you, his heart would beat rapidly, his palms would become sweaty and his tongue would get tied. Even though he couldn’t see you, he knew you were beautiful. This was all well and good, however, there was one slight problem: his best friend Sebastian Sallow. Ominis had a feeling that you and Sebastian would get together at some point considering how close the two of you were, and that left a bitter taste in his mouth. There was no denying he would get jealous whenever the two of you would sit together in classes, make your private little jokes and giggle. It wasn’t a side of himself that Ominis was proud of but it was one that existed.

It was December, almost the time for Christmas. Despite the air outside being ice cold, Hogwarts was warm and inviting. It was definitely the place to be. You sat in the Great Hall playing Wizard Chess with one of your friends when you felt two pairs of eyes on you from the entrance. You looked up to be invited to the sight of Sebastian and Ominis walking towards you. You couldn’t help the grin that spread across your face as they approached, smiles on their own faces as they sat down on either side of you.

“Hey Y/N,” Sebastian smiled, bumping your shoulder with his as he sat down.

“Hi Y/N,” Ominis said in an almost whisper. He couldn’t help but feel shy around you despite the fact he had known you for so long.

“Hey boys!” You grinned, eyes sparkling with excitement. “What are you two doing here? Are you not going home for Christmas?”

Ominis shook his head, of course he wasn’t going home, but Sebastian nodded and replied. “I’m leaving tomorrow, I’m hoping to build some bridges with my family over the holiday.”

You nodded in understanding. “I hope your uncle can see why you want to try and save Anne so much,” you whispered.

“Me too,” he smiled softly, placing a hand on your shoulder.

You smiled warmly at him before making your next move on the chess board in front of you, winning the match. Your friend, as usual, made a fuss about losing before bidding her goodbyes and leaving the three of you alone in the Great Hall. You turned to Ominis and grinned at him, and although he couldn’t see it, he sensed it when you spoke. “Looks like it’s just you and me over the Christmas holiday Ominis,” you continued grinning at him before poking him on the cheek.

The boy smiled at you and blushed at your finger on his cheek before replying. “It appears so.”

“What’re you gonna do without me?” Sebastian feigned distress in his usual jokey demeanour, causing you to chuckle.

“Ominis and I will have a fantastic time,” you smiled at Sebastian. “Won’t we?”

“Of course we will,” Ominis replied.

“Without me?” Sebastian pouted, holding his hand over his heart. You stuck your tongue out at him and nodded. Sebastian couldn’t help but feel slight jealousy over the fact that Ominis was going to be spending the holiday with you, but he had to go home and make amends with his family. You see Sebastian was also crushing on you, and hard. Being around you was the highlight of his day and it’s why he joked around with you so much; it was all a part of his ‘flirty banter’. You didn’t notice though, you were too hooked on Ominis to notice. Yes, there was another twist in all of this; you had feelings for Ominis.

The three of you sat in the Great Hall and talked about absolutely nothing until it was time to head up to your common rooms. When you reached them, Sebastian turned to you and opened his arms, asking for a hug. You smiled and obliged, wrapping your arms around his torso as he followed suit. He pressed a soft kiss in your hair, something that wasn’t unusual for Sebastian to do and he whispered, “I’m going to miss you.”

“I’m going to miss you too,” you smiled into the hug as Sebastian gripped you tighter. He sighed softly and Ominis felt his blood boil as he heard the cute exchange between the two of you. His heart dropped slightly as he imagined the two of you holding each other. Then as you pulled away, you pulled Ominis into an awkward hug, causing the blonde to calm down slightly. “I’ll see you in the morning, Ominis.”

“I’ll see you in the morning Y/N,” Ominis smiled, pulling away from the hug.

You bid the two males goodnight and walked to your dormitory before getting into bed. You closed your eyes and fell straight into a deep, restful sleep.

When you woke in the morning, it was to the sound of your owl. As you sat up, you noticed all the other girls had already gotten up and ready for the day, leaving you in bed to sleep. You sat up and got yourself dressed before making your way to the Great Hall for breakfast. When you arrived, you spotted Ominis almost immediately, sitting all on his lonesome. From this, you had assumed Sebastian had already left to head back to Feldcroft. You made your way to Ominis, a stride in your step as you walked and plonked yourself down next to him.

“Good morning Y/N,” Ominis said, turning his head in your general direction.

Your mouth hung open as you looked at him in surprise. “How did you know it was me?” You asked.

“Your scent,” he replied.

You couldn’t help but blush at his words. Your scent? “Do I smell?” You asked, half-jokingly.

“In a good way, yes,” Ominis replied confidently. He was eating his breakfast as he spoke to you despite the tension in the air. Butterflies swarmed in your stomach at the thought of being alone with Ominis for a few weeks, but it was a good thing. What you didn’t know was Ominis was feeling exactly the same.

You and Ominis ate your breakfast while engaging in the occasional chit-chatter about whether or not Sebastian’s quest to make amends with his family was going to go well. Ominis disagreed, after knowing his uncle for a while, he knew that he thought Sebastian’s hope to find a cure for Anne was futile. You however, remained hopeful for your friend. After breakfast you had charms class, and you both made your way there. Even though you knew the way, you allowed Ominis’ wand to guide you through the castle wanting to know more about how he got around this huge place. You were pleasantly surprised when you arrived, rather quickly, to your classroom. You sat down in your usual place, with the gap where Sebastian would sit being empty. You took this opportunity to slide up next to Ominis, closing the gap. He was surprised when he felt your presence next to him, his heart beating rapidly in his chest as he felt you get your books out of your bag. Ominis often wondered whether you would ever feel the same about him but he would always get too shy and nervous to ask you. After all, what would he even say?

The rest of classes passed by uneventfully, and with each class you chose to close the gap between the two of you. “Do you want to go to the Undercroft?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at Ominis as you both wandered the halls aimlessly.

Ominis nodded in response and with a flick of his wand, was guiding you to the Undercroft. When you arrived, he stopped in the middle of the room and turned to you. “What do you want to do?” He asked, a lump forming in his throat.

“Let’s just chill!” You exclaimed. “It’s cold outside and it’s nice and toasty here.”

Ominis laughed at your enthusiasm and nodded again. “That is a very valid point.”

And so, you both chilled. You continued talking nonsense until it was, once again, time to return to your dormitories. “I had fun with you today Ominis,” you smiled as you walked.

He blushed lightly and smiled at you, showing his perfect teeth. “I did too Y/N. It’s never a dull moment around you.”

“I have to agree, I’m hilarious,” you nodded enthusiastically. Ominis laughed at your joke and stopped outside your dorm room.

“I guess this is goodnight,” he said, motioning towards the door.

“I guess it is,” you smiled awkwardly. You were glad he couldn’t see the blush covering your cheeks as you looked him up and down. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Ominis.” And with that, you walked into your dormitory.

The next few weeks passed by in a relatively similar manner. You and Ominis would sit next together in classes, hang out in the Undercroft and occasionally head into Hogsmead for a round of butter beers. You had heard from Sebastian who would occasionally send you both owls explaining how his quest to make amends were going… It wasn't going well. It didn’t seem like long until Sebastian was returning, pulling you into a strong embrace with a huge smile on his face before bumping fists with Ominis.

The Yule Ball was coming up and you were nervous. You were hoping to ask Ominis during the holidays if he wished to accompany you, but you freaked out and bailed. But as the time got nearer, you were swatting away suitors left, right and centre with the excuse that you were already going with someone. You knew that you needed to ask him and ask him fast before somebody else asked him.

Meanwhile in the Slytherin common room, Sebastian and Ominis were hanging out in the boys dormitory getting ready for the day. Sebastian looked at Ominis as he tied his tie and began to speak. “I’m thinking of asking Y/N to the Yule Ball,” Sebastian said.

Ominis’ eyes widened upon this new revelation. Ominis had been meaning to ask you over the holidays but, like you, had freaked out and decided against it. To hear Sebastian was hoping to ask you was like a punch to the gut. “Oh really?” He asked, trying to remain calm.

Sebastian nodded in response and hummed. “Think she’ll say yes?”

“Most likely,” Ominis drawled. Sebastian seemed happy with that answer as he puffed out his chest and grabbed his cloak, the two boys making their way out of the dormitory and to the Great Hall.

When they arrived, you were already there picking at your grand breakfast. Sebastian sauntered over to you confidently, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he approached you. “Y/N, I have something to ask you,” he said, sitting down next to you. Ominis sat on the other side of you, his heart breaking silently.

“Yes? What is it?” You asked.

“Would you like to go to the Yule Ball with me?”

Silence. You thought for a moment before shaking your head, a sad smile making its way to your lips. “I’m sorry Sebastian, but I’ve been meaning to ask somebody else.”

“You have?” Ominis and Sebastian said at the same time. “Who?”

You turned to Ominis, and with a shaky breath, asked him. “Would you like to go with me?”

“Me?” He asked, pointing to himself.

“Yes you,” you answered, rolling your eyes playfully.

He was a blushing mess at this point and couldn’t help the tears that sprung to his eyes. You had turned Sebastian down… For him? “Of course I’ll go with you…”

“Well this is just great,” Sebastian murmured under his breath. His heart felt like it had been torn out and thrown to the ground upon hearing you ask Ominis to the ball, but he realised that you had made your choice and that choice wasn’t him.

The next few weeks passed rather uneventfully, although Ominis was growing agitated. He couldn’t help but ask himself the many questions swirling round his head. Had you turned down Sebastian because you felt sorry for him? Was there another reason? Did you like him? These sorts of questions kept him up at night and he realised that he had to admit his feelings for you - it was driving him crazy. On the day of the Yule Ball, you were nowhere to be seen and Ominis began to wonder if you were planning to stand him up. Even though it pained him, Sebastian kept reassuring Ominis that you wouldn't do such a thing and that you were probably just getting ready. And he was right.

Back at your dormitory, you were swirling around the girls barracks in your dress as your friends gushed over how beautiful you looked. You had the most beautiful heels to match and the jewellery you had chosen was just gorgeous. You couldn’t help but feel like a princess. “Who are you going with Y/N?” Your best friend asked you as she placed the necklace around your neck.

“Ominis,” you replied, face flushing red. Your friends had known about your crush on Ominis for the longest time and they were glad you had finally made the first move. They made a series of ‘oooo’ sounds and giggled as you stood there awkwardly twirling your thumbs.

When it was time to make your way down, you felt the anxiety bubble up in your stomach. You wondered if he knew about your feelings. Wondered if he felt the same. Wondered if he knew you weren’t going to the Yule Ball as ‘just friends’. As you made your way down the stairs, you spotted Ominis standing next to Sebastian and your breath caught in your throat. He was truly so handsome. Sebastian spotted you, tapping Ominis on the shoulder and whispering something in his ear causing the blonde to spin around and face the stairs with a smile. As you reached the bottom, the two boys made their way over to you quickly. “You look gorgeous,” Sebastian whispered.

“Thank you,” you mumbled awkwardly.

“You do,” Ominis agreed.

“You can’t see,” you pointed out.

“I don’t need to see to know you look gorgeous,” Ominis grinned.

He held his arm out for you to take. You did, and made your way into the Great Hall with Sebastian trailing behind. The night went by without any hiccups, and as you and Ominis danced you couldn’t help but feel like you were floating on air. His arms were wrapped around your waist and yours were wrapped around his neck as you swayed to the beat of the rhythm. “Ominis,” you whispered, as you rested your head on his chest.

“Hmm?” He asked with a hum.

“Do you maybe wanna… Get out of here?” You asked nervously.

“And where will we go?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

“To the Room of Requirement,” you replied, almost too quickly. Ominis nodded, wondering why you would want to leave the Yule Ball so early but put it to the back of his mind. Maybe this would be the perfect opportunity for him to confess to you.

Your trip to the Room of Requirement was made in almost perfect silence, your hearts unknowingly beating in tandem as you walked. You hadn’t even noticed you were holding his hand until you got there, quickly removing your hand from his and muttering a quick sorry before pushing through the doors of the Room of Requirement. The room almost immediately changed itself from your usual cosy nook with vivariums to a large open space with an equally large double bed. Your face reddened at the double bed but you chose to ignore it, leading Ominis into the open space around it. “It’s warm in here,” he pointed out, rubbing the back of his neck. The pink on his face was a mixture of embarrassment and heat.

“It is,” you admitted. “Do you want me to turn the temperature down?” You asked, whipping out your wand.

Ominis shook his head quickly, “no, it’s nice.” You put your wand back in your robes and sat on the double bed with a plop, watching as Ominis walked around getting a sense of his surroundings. The two of you had been alone before, especially during these past few weeks of Christmas holidays, but this time it felt different. You were about to open your mouth to speak but Ominis beat you to it. “Y/N, I have something to tell you.”

“Oh?” You asked, your eyebrows raised at his sudden outburst. Your heart began to thump louder in your chest at his words, the anxiety of what he had to tell you looming over you already.

“I’ve been wanting to tell you for weeks, for months even, but I’ve been too stubborn,” Ominis admitted.

“Well come on,” you said, your tone slightly impatient.

“I…” He trailed off for a moment, biting his lip as he thought. However, before any thoughts of hesitation could come into his head, the words came tumbling out. “I like you Y/N, alot.” You stayed silent, completely shocked at his admission. When you didn’t speak, Ominis’ eyebrows furrowed. “I understand if you don’t feel the same way. I understand if you prefer Sebastian over me but-” You couldn’t help the laugh that tumbled out of your mouth at his words causing the blonde to further furrow his brows in confusion. “What’s so funny?”

“You think I prefer Sebastian over you?” You asked, stifling your laugh. Ominis just nodded, causing you to smile goofily at him even though he couldn’t see you. “Why do you think I asked you to the ball Ominis?”

He thought for a moment before answering with a sigh, “I’m not sure.”

“Because I like you too, you idiot,” you grinned.

“Yo-You do?” He stuttered.

“Of course,” you patted the space of the bed next to you, urging him to sit down next to you. He obliged, sitting down next to you on the bed, his eyes widening when he realised it was a bed he was sitting on. “You’re so handsome Ominis.”

He was speechless, frankly. He couldn’t believe that you, the girl he had been crushing on since forever, thought him handsome. Your hand rested on his knee gently and he jumped slightly. “I’m what?” He asked, wanting to make sure he had heard you correctly.

“You’re handsome,” you repeated, smiling and squeezing his knee softly. You really said it, you really thought he was handsome. He smiled softly at you and relished in the feeling of your hand on his knee. You pressed your lips to his cheek and he couldn’t help but freeze at the feeling of your soft lips against him.

“W-What was that for?” He asked with a stutter.

“You’re just really cute,” you replied. You had a new found confidence he had never seen in you before and to be honest, he was loving it.

Again, he was speechless. His hand found yours on his knee and he brought it up to his lips, pressing them against your hand. Your heart was beating rapidly against your ribcage as he did this, but then again so was his. “Can I… Kiss you?” He asked nervously.

“Of course you can,” you replied, leaning in slowly.

You waited for a moment until Ominis finally decided to make his move. His hand fell from yours and cupped your cheeks gently, guiding him to your lips. They were soft against your own and glided across yours easily. This was a dream come true, for both of you. You leaned backwards onto the bed as the kiss deepened, Ominis crawling on top of you without hesitation and you let out a soft moan into the kiss as Ominis’ hands fell from your cheeks and began to glide across your dress.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment,” Ominis whispered into your lips.

“Me too,” you admitted, chasing his lips once more. After a few moments of passionately making out, you pulled away from the kiss and asked shyly. “Do you want to get out of these clothes?”

“You mean-?” Ominis went to ask, but stopped himself. You just nodded at him and hummed, your fingers trailing over the buttons on his shirt. “Okay,” Ominis said shakily.

Almost immediately you began to unbutton the white dress shirt he had on, pushing it and his blazer off his torso once you were finished. You trailed your hands up his chest, marvelling at how beautiful and toned he was. “Merlin, Ominis,” you whispered in amazement. He didn’t respond, just threw his head back as your hands continued to trail over his torso, a slight whimper leaving his lips. You trailed your hands down south until they met the waistband of his trousers, unbuttoning them slowly. You felt his erection pressing against you, cock already standing to attention at the touch of your hands on his body. You let out a slight chuckle as he rolled off of you for a brief moment and kicked his trousers off across the room. Now Ominis remained in just his boxers, a sight you never thought you’d see. The outline of his cock was prominent against the fabric and your mouth couldn’t help but water at the sight.

“I don’t think this is fair,” he said suddenly, forcing you to snap out of your trance.

“What? Why?” You asked, that familiar pit of anxiety settling in your stomach once more.

“I think you should be undressed too,” he smiled, falling back onto the bed and pawing at your dress. It took him a few seconds to find your zipper, but once he did, it was unzipped quickly and pulled off of you rapidly, leaving you in just your underwear. His hands made their way to your breasts and began kneading them desperately, slight moans leaving both of your lips as he did.

“Ominis please don’t tease me,” you begged slightly, causing the Slytherin boy to nod eagerly. His lips attached to your neck to kiss at the soft flesh above your jugular vein, biting down ever so slightly. You let out a slight yelp of surprise, forcing Ominis to chuckle.

“Do you want me Y/N?” He asked, eyebrows raised.

“I do Ominis,” you said. “I really do.”

That was all he needed to hear. His hands moved from your breasts to your underwear, pulling the fabric down easily and stroking his fingers up against your slit. “Have you done this before?” He asked, as he eased a finger into you slowly.

You shook your head. “No, have you?”

Ominis shook his head also. “No. You’ll be my first.”

A smile flashed across your face and you wrapped your arms around Ominis’ neck, pulling him down to kiss you as his finger worked in and out of you. Your wetness was already prominent as Ominis’ finger slid out easily, obscene sounds filling the Room of Requirement. Once he was satisfied, he slid a second finger inside of you which caused you to moan at the stretching sensation you were feeling. Ominis smiled against your lips. His fingers moved enthusiastically inside you, occasionally curling up to hit the sweet spot you never could during your private sessions.

“Merlin, Ominis I need you now,” you whimpered, writhing beneath him. Ominis nodded to you in response and shuffled his boxers down to his ankles before resuming his place on top of you and between your legs.

“Are you ready Y/N?” He asked softly, grey eyes so full of lust.

You nodded and Ominis slicked his tip up your folds to gather some lubrication before pushing inside of you ever so slowly. You both let out moans of pleasure as he forced himself in halfway, stopping to make sure you were okay. “I’m okay Ominis, I just need a second before we continue,” you whispered to him. Ominis nodded slightly and stayed motionless for a few seconds before you gave him the go ahead to continue. Finally, he pushed the last few inches in until he was bottomed out inside you, his mouth hung open in pleasure. “Shit,” you whispered. Tears pricked at your eyes as he stayed still for a moment, letting you fully adjust to his length inside of you. Eventually you gave him a nod and a soft “you can move.”

Those words had him moving inside you expertly. His cock moving in and out of you at a slow pace was bringing you pleasure you had never thought possible. With each thrust of Ominis’ hips, he was sending you into a spiral and you could already feel the coil in your stomach developing. You grasped onto Ominis, nails digging down the smooth of his back as he thrusted into you. Before you knew it, his pace was speeding up rapidly, causing you to bounce with the force of his thrusts. Ominis let out a moan of pleasure as your velvety walls tightened around him signalling that you were already close to your own orgasm. “Does it feel good?” He managed to choke out. You couldn’t respond with words, only nod as your eyes began to gloss over, vision already spotting white.

Ominis’ hands traced your body as he stilled his movements for a moment before drilling back into you. The moan that tumbled from your lips was almost too lewd for this precious moment, but you couldn’t help it. “Ominis, I’m so close,” you whispered, one hand falling from the small of his back to dance at your clit, pushing you ever closer to your undoing. Ominis kissed you in response, his movements not relenting as your fingers worked at your sensitive bundle of nerves. “Shit, I’m cumming,” you cried out. Your legs began to shake as your orgasm washed over you. Your walls tightened like a vice around Ominis’ cock, forcing the Slytherin to come to his own release quickly. He came with a moan of your name, hips stuttering as you both came together.

Then, there was silence. Nothing but the sound of your breaths tangled together into one. The two of you, sweaty and out of breath. You looked up at Ominis, a smile on your face as you pressed your lips to the corner of his mouth. “Was that okay?” Ominis asked gently, pressing his lips to yours once more. “I’m so sorry I came so quickly I-”

“More than okay,” you cut him off, breathing heavily. The two of you began to laugh slightly and Ominis slid off you, laying on his back and facing the ceiling. “Want me to pass you your clothes?” You asked, standing up and dressing yourself.

“Please,” Ominis nodded, propping himself up on his elbows as he faced you. You threw him his clothes and watched as he got himself ready - you always wondered how he got ready as a blind man and now you were seeing it first hand. “See something you like?” He asked, feeling your eyes on him.

“Actually, yes,” you replied with a smile. “Could you help me zip up my dress?” You asked, walking over to him and turning around so your back was facing him.

“Of course my dear,” Ominis said, his hands finding the zipper of your dress and zipping you back up. “There, all better.”

“Thank you,” you whispered, turning around to face him. You pressed your lips to his cheek and smiled. “I like you alot, Ominis.”

“I like you too Y/N, dare I say even love,” Ominis replied. Your eyes widened at his confession but quickly returned to normal.

“I love you too,” you said softly, holding his hand. “We should probably get back to the ball. No doubt Sebastian is going crazy trying to find us.”

Ominis laughed and nodded, grabbing his wand out of his blazer pocket. He held his hand out for you to take, which you graciously did and made your way out of the Room of Requirement, both of your hearts so full. This certainly wouldn’t be the last trip the pair of you had to the room to have moments like that.

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Cheating Part 3 || Ominis Gaunt

Synopsis - Sebastian overhears you and Ominis talking.

Warnings - NSFW. Swearing. Unprotected P In V Sex. Angst.

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Sebastian's hips thrusted against yours rapidly as he drilled into your cunt. "Fuck, Y/N, I'm gonna cum," he groaned into your neck, biting at the soft flesh across your jugular vein. "Are you gonna cum too baby?" You nodded in response although it was a lie. Truth be told, as good as Sebastian felt inside of you, you were too busy wracked with guilt to focus on the please. "Come on baby, you can cum for me again can't you?"

You nodded again, desperate for him to just hurry up and cum. With a few more thrusts of his hips, he spilled thick white ropes into you, moaning as he did. You pretended to cum also, pretended a little too well you almost managed to convince yourself. Sebastian rolled off of you with a smile on his face. It pained you to see how happy he was after what you'd done.

"Was that good?" Sebastian asked, breathing heavily.

"Yeah," you said whilst smiling at him softly. You sat up and immediately began to get yourself dressed, something you never usually did. Sebastian noticed this immediately and raised an eyebrow at you.

"Something the matter?" He asked, watching as you dressed yourself in a hurry.

"Hmm? Yeah, everything's fine!" You lied.

"Why are you getting dressed?" He asked as he propped himself up on his elbows.

"House chores," you replied, slipping on your slippers once you were fully dressed.

"Leave the house chores," Sebastian smiled at you and patted the space next to him. "Come lie down with me, let us cuddle!"

"I really need to do house work Seb," you replied, turning around and picking up a pile of washing to place in the washing machine. Sebastian rolled over and attempted to grasp at your arm but you expertly slipped out of his grasp before he could even tighten his hold. "Sebastian."

"My love," he replied with a pout.

"I need to do house chores," you repeated. This time your tone was firmer causing the former Slytherin to retreat from you. "Thank you," you smiled softly, turning to walk from the bedroom into the living room and kitchen to put the washing machine on.

Sebastian laid on the bed for a moment, his eyebrow still raised as he watched you leave with the pile of washing. He couldn’t help the niggling feeling in his stomach that something was wrong but he had no idea what.

You put the washing in the machine and turned it on, watching as it swirled it’s way round. You were entranced and didn’t hear Sebastian stalking up to you until his hand placed itself on your shoulder. “Y/N?” He asked, forcing you to jump to attention.

You turned around to look at Sebastian, eyes wide with confusion. “Yes?”

“Is everything okay? I get the feeling that something is wrong,” he spoke softly to you.

“Everything is fine,” you replied, brushing his hand off your shoulder and putting the kettle on.

“Are you sure? Because you’ve been distant with me ever since we had our welcoming party the other week,” he explained.

“No,” you said simply. “Everything’s fine.”

You made yourself a cup of tea and sat down on the sofa, turning the TV on and settling. Sebastian sat next to you, placing a hand on your knee as he looked deeply at you. “You can tell me anything you know,” he said rubbing his thumb across your knee.

“I know,” you said shortly, your attention still glued on the TV in front of you.

“Then talk to me,” he whispered softly. He grasped your chin underneath and forced you to look at him. “Talk to me Y/N.”

You looked at him with saddened eyes, your heart beating rapidly in your chest. You wanted to tell him, you wanted to clear you conscience, but you thought better of it and shook your head. “Everything’s fine.”

Sebastian moved away from you, his eyes rolling into the back of his head momentarily at your stubbornness but he let it go. “Ominis is coming over later,” he spoke after a few minutes of silence.

“Oh,” you said quickly, eyebrows raising. You turned to look at Sebastian. “Here?”

“Yeah,” Sebastian nodded. "Soon, I think. He should be here any minute now."

"Oh," you said again. Your eyes wide. If you knew he was coming, you would have gone out somewhere with your friends but now you had to stay otherwise it would look suspicious. Hopefully Ominis wouldn't try to pull a stunt like last time. Before you could say anything else, there was a knock on your door making you jump.

"Right on time," Sebastian smiled looking down at his watch and standing up to answer the door.

You heard the pair talking in the hall before they both emerged into the living room. "Hello Y/N," Ominis said, a sly smile playing on his lips as he stalked into the room.

"Hello Ominis," you said, not looking in his direction.

He sat down next to you, and Sebastian sat next to him. The two were talking as you continued to watch whatever was on the TV. You felt Ominis' hand brush against yours as he repositioned himself on the sofa, murmuring a sorry as he did.

"Would you like anything to drink, Ominis?" Sebastian asked, standing up and making his way to the kitchen.

"Water, please," he replied as he looked in Sebastian's general direction. Sebastian nodded at him before disappearing into the kitchen. When Ominis was sure Sebastian was out of earshot, he began speaking to you. "You okay darling?"

"No," you responded, refusing to look at him.

"Why not love?" He asked, his hand finding yours on your lap. He squeezed your hand tightly and looked in your direction, his facial expression was one of a soft nature as you spoke.

"I'm wracked with guilt Ominis," you said softly. "I can't eat, I can't sleep. Nothing. I can't even orgasm when having sex with my own boyfriend anymore."

Ominis' nostrils flared at the last thing you said but he chose to ignore it. Instead, his hand stayed on yours as he spoke. "I understand, my love. But us, having sex, was the best moment of my life..." He trailed off almost as if waiting for your response but the only thing that came was Sebastian's voice.

"You... had sex?" Sebastian asked, his voice low and calm as he entered the living room with two glasses of water.

"No," you answered quickly, standing up from the sofa and attempting to make your way into the bedroom but Sebastian grasped your arm harshly.

"Be honest with me," he said darkly, eyes narrowing at you.

You opened your mouth to talk but no words came out and Ominis decided to step in. "Yes, we did."

You swung your head around to meet Ominis' blank gaze and frowned at him.

"When?" Sebastian asked. His tone was calm despite the rage he was feeling bubbling up inside. When you didn't answer after a few seconds, Sebastian shook you repeating his question in a harsher tone. "When?"

"At the welcoming party," you responded quickly trying to break free from his grasp. "When you went to sleep."

"I fucking knew it," Sebastian hissed as he let go of your arm. "I fucking knew something was wrong. But to think it was because you cheated on me?"

"It isn't what it sounds like-" you started, but Sebastian cut you off.

"Oh really? What is it then?"

"It was meant to be a one night thing, I didn't intend for anything else to happen," you replied as tears formed in your eyes.

"It happened more than once?" Sebastian raised his voice. You nodded in response.

"When Ominis met up with us outside of the Three Broomsticks," you said.

"You had sex there? How?"

"No, he just fingered me under the table," you admitted. The tears began to flow from your cheeks as you answered Sebastian's questions. Ominis stayed silent as his head bounced between the two of you.

"Sebastian, I love her," Ominis said calmly.

"Oh you love her?" He asked, snapping his head at Ominis. "She's my girlfriend! How dare you. I thought we were friends!"

"We are friends Sebastian," Ominis replied.

"Clearly not," Sebastian scoffed, flinging his hands up in the air before letting them drop down by his side. "Friends don't do this to their friends." You and opened your mouth to speak and so did Ominis, but Sebastian beat you both to it. He slammed the glasses of water on the living room table and snapped. "I'm heading out for a while. Don't even bother looking for me."

"Sebastian please listen-" you said reaching out for his arm, but he yanked it away before you could grasp it.

"Don't fucking touch me," he sneered, grabbing his coat and shoes before storming out of the apartment with a slam of the door.

For a few moments, all that could be heard was your silent sobs as you sunk to the ground. Ominis made his way over to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "It's okay," he whispered to you.

"No. No it's not," you snapped at him brushing his hand off your shoulder.

"We can be together," Ominis whispered to you. "Now we can truly be together."

"I want to be with Sebastian, Ominis," you whispered. You wiped the tears from your eyes and looked up at the blonde next to you. "I'm sorry Ominis, but my heart lies with him. We were a mistake. A drunken mistake."

"You don't mean that," Ominis whispered again.

"I do, Ominis," you replied. "I'm truly sorry. I didn't mean to lead you on..."

"I..." he took a deep breath before continuing to talk. "I respect your decision, but I love you. And if Sebastian doesn't forgive you, well... You know where to find me."

"I think you should leave," you said softly as you stood up. You were going to find Sebastian, try to talk to him.

"I should," Ominis nodded his head in response as he stood up with you. "But before I go..."

"Before you go what-" You were about to ask, but before you could say anymore Ominis pressed his lips to yours softly and gently. You could feel the love from the kiss alone. It caused you to sigh dramatically. You wanted to wrap your arms around his neck but you stopped yourself, pulling away from his lips.

"Just one more," he whispered, chasing your lips once more. You nodded softly and melted into his lips. They danced across each other and Ominis wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. His body pressed flush against yours and you felt yourself getting weaker by the second. "Should we...?" Ominis asked, pointing his head in the direction of the bedroom.

"N-No," you stammered, your heart beating at a million beats per second. "I need to go and find Sebastian."

"Very well," he whispered against your lips before pulling away and brushing himself down. "I'll be off."

"Okay," you replied, tracing your lips with your fingers.

You watched as Ominis walked out of the apartment, leaving you alone by yourself to think for a moment. You knew Sebastian wouldn't be happy to see you and you knew he would scream and shout at you, but you had to find him. You had to talk to him and let him know that it was him you loved, not Ominis. You just hoped he would listen to you, hear you out. You grabbed your shoes and jacket before walking out of the apartment to find Sebastian.

I think this is the final part to Cheating with our boy Ominis. I hope you like it although I know this part was rather Sebastian heavy.

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kaminokatieemoved · 11 months

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go give this post some love if you’re a sally face fan!

how you met.

warnings: none.

sal fisher met you on his first day at nockfell high school. you were hanging around with your best friend larry who had told you all about the new-comer. sal's eyes immediately lit up when he saw larry, happily walking towards a familiar face in this new and unfamiliar place. when sal saw you, he froze momentarily. "hi!" you smiled, holding your hand out for sal to take. he was hesitant at first, but soon took your hand and shook it politely muttering a hello. his heart was beating rapidly as your hands met and sal couldn't help but feel self conscious as you looked at up and down. "i like your prosthetic," you said politely, returning your hand to your hip.

sal was about to correct you, explain that it was a prosthetic and not a mask, but then your words sunk in. "you know it's not a mask?" sal asked, eyes wide. you nodded as you bit your lip, a cheeky smile spreading across your face. "well, thanks," sal spoke quietly. he was thankful that his prosthetic hid the blush that spread rapidly across his face as you smiled at him.

it was from that moment on, sal knew he had it bad for you.

larry johnson met you on your first day at addison apartments. you were dragging a box to the elevator when he was walking past and, like a true gentleman, he stopped to give you a hand. "need some help?" he asked, a grin on his face.

"oh no it's fine," you protested.

but larry was having none of it. "nonesense," he said, grabbing the other side of the box. "you look like you're struggling."

he helped you lift the box into the elevator and began making small talk with you. asking which apartment you were moving into and where you came from, you know, that sort of thing. you found out his name was larry, he lived in the basement apartment with his mother and he went to nockfell high school. he helped you bring up a few more boxes to your apartment before he went on with his day.

larry knew he would be seeing you more often than just passing ships in the halls, and he was happy with that.

travis phelps met you at his father's church. you were sitting on the front row mindlessly strumming on your knee as service was on. it was apparent that you weren't listening at all. you felt eyes on you and turned to look at travis who was sneering at you from across the room. you smiled at him but he didn't retaliate with a smile, instead he stuck his tongue out at you angrily. your eyes widened at his actions before you turned away awkwardly, fingers still strumming on your knee.

after the service, travis approached you with anger in his eyes. "so you weren't listening to service?" he asked bitterly.

you spun round, coming face-to-face with him before answering plainly. "no."

"and why not?" he asked.

"just got some things on my mind," was all you said, looking the boy up and down.

he looked at you with such disgust as you admired him. “what can be more important than church?” he asked, scoffing at you.

“my mental health?” you replied questioning my.

travis simply rolled his eyes at your statement. “you’re clearly lying,” he poked fun at you. “next time i see you, i want to see you paying attention.”

and with that he walked off leaving you dumbfounded at his brashness and confidence. as he walked away, travis knew that you were going to be trouble.

a/n || first post on this account! i hope all my sally face lovers like this and stay tuned for more posts<3

commissions are open.

caffinate me.

#sally face #sally face x reader #sal fisher #sal fisher x reader #sally face imagine #sally face imagines #sal fisher imagine #sal fisher imagines #larry johnson #larry johnson x reader

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kaminokatieemoved · 11 months

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New Accounts!

Hello lovelies!

I've made two new accounts linked below:

@pastelalchemy for Call Of Duty Modern Warfare x Reader content.

@salfishersbxtch for Sally Face x Reader content.

SFW & NSFW writings for these two fandoms will be on these accounts from now on! If you’re interested in either fandom, I’d really appreciate a follow while I get started!

Commissions are open for ALL fandoms I write for and can be found here.

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kaminokatieemoved · 11 months

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Negans' Daughter || Rick Grimes

Synopsis - Negan finds you, his daughter, in a rather compromising position with Rick Grimes.

Warnings - NSFW. Fingering (F! Receiving). Mentions Of Unprotected Sex. Touching. Swearing.

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Commissions OPEN.

If you were sleeping with anyone in the apocalypse, you never thought it'd be your dads bitch: Rick fucking Grimes. He was old enough to be your father, had two children of his own and did everything your father wanted and yet here you were, pressed up against a stone wall with his lips dancing feverishly against your own.

"Missed you," he muttered into your lips. You replied with a simple nod signalling that you had missed him too. You wasted no time in wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling his body closer to yours, desperate to feel his body against yours. Rick's hands dropped from cupping your cheeks to your hips, digging into the cloth of your shirt. "Fuck baby girl, I've really missed you."

You hummed into his mouth as his tongue ran across your lower lip when suddenly he bit down gently, causing you to let out a soft moan. He wasted no time in taking this opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth and moving it languidly around your own. You jumped lightly as Rick's hands trailed up your torso from your hips, cupping your breasts and kneading them needingly. Every action showed you just how much he had missed you since the last time you were together.

You whimpered against Rick's lips and the man against you let out a chuckle. "What's wrong baby?"

"I want you so badly," you whispered lowly, your arms still wrapped around his neck forcing him close to you.

Rick hummed into your mouth as one of his hands moved from your breasts to your jeans, unbuttoning them eagerly. He never hesitated to push his hand down your pants and underwear stroking at your pussy enthusiastically, desperate to get you to make some noise for him. And you did, you couldn't help but moan at the feeling of his hand pressing against your cunt while the other kneaded at your breast.

Rick groaned, pressing his hardening cock against you and with lips still attached to yours he spoke, "you want this, precious girl?" You nodded rapidly as your arms tightened around his neck and within a second, one of Rick's fingers plummeted into your core. A gasp of shock ripped from your throat and your hands fell to his shoulders, gripping tightly as if rooting yourself to the ground. His lips trailed from your mouth to your jawline and then to your neck, sucking at the soft flesh as his fingers began to move in and out of you slowly.

You threw your head back to rest on the stone wall behind you as you bucked your hips against his finger, desperate for a faster motion. "Oh God, Rick," you moaned out.

Rick smirked against your neck at your eagerness and sped up his pace, his finger drilling in and out of you relentlessly. As he was pounding his finger into you, he inserted a second without warning, a moan slipping past your lips. "You like that baby?" Rick asked, biting down on your neck. His fingers were moving in and out of you easily due to your wetness and the sounds that could be heard were absolutely obscene. You only hoped nobody could hear the sloppy noises as they passed they secluded alleyway you were tucked into. "You going to cum on my fingers sweet girl? Hmm?" He cooed, curling his fingers up inside you.

"God Rick, yes," you cried out silently, biting down on your bottom lip to stop yourself from making any louder noises.

Again, Rick curled his fingers inside of you before sliding out and slamming them back in, hitting that spot that had your eyes watering. Your grip on Rick's shoulders became harsher as you came, hard, on his fingers. Your legs began to shake as your cunt spasmed around Rick's long, thick fingers.

Rick continued his movements until he was satisfied you had stopped cumming. He swiftly removed his fingers from your cunt and turned you around to face the wall, harshly. "Need to be inside of you baby," Rick said softly.

Your face was pressed against the stone wall as you heard Rick's belt clanging together as he unbuckled it. Before he could even pull his zipper down, your father's voice came causing you both to stop dead in your tracks. "Ho-ly shit," Negan sang as he walked down the alleyway, coming into your view. Rick quickly pushed off of you and you both zipped up your trousers as if you both hadn't been caught about to go at it.

"Negan it's not what it looks like-" Rick started, but your father cut him off by pointing Lucille directly at his face.

"Oh I think it's exactly what it looks like," Negan said, a playful smirk forming on his face.

"Dad," you started. However, Lucille was turned on you next, your eyes became wide as you stared directly down the bat. Never once had your father turned his bat on you.

"Oh you're in so much trouble young lady," Negan hissed at you before turning Lucille back to Rick once more. "And you! Where do you think you get off touching my daughter like that?"

"It's not what it looks like," was all Rick could say, his eyes were wide with fear.

"Then what was it Rick?" Negan asked simply, dropping Lucille for a moment before raising it again. "Because, from where I'm standing, it looks like you were about to fuck my kid."

"Maybe it's what it looked like Rick," you whispered to your lover, but Rick didn't look at you.

"Yeah Rick," Negan smiled. "Maybe it is what it looked like."

Rick didn't say anything, instead he looked down at his feet. Negan was bound to find out eventually, but he never thought that you'd be almost caught in the act. You placed a hand on Rick's shoulder comfortingly, causing the man to soften at your touch. "Hey, it's okay," you whispered.

"Oh is it Y/N?" Negan asked as he cocked an eyebrow at you. "Because you're in a shit tonne of trouble."

"Why?" You asked, biting your tongue softly.

"Why?" Negan asked, his eyes widening ever so slightly. "Because you're fucking Rick fucking Grimes, smart ass."

"Don't talk to her like that," Rick growled. His eyes narrowed at Negan who turned to face Rick, completely dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry?" Negan asked rhetorically. "Did you really just fucking speak to me like that, Ricky boy?"

"Dad-"

"Do you love her?" He asked suddenly.

"Huh?" You asked, looking between the two males.

"I'm gonna ask you again Rick, are you going to answer me or am I going to have to teach you a lesson?" Your father asked, swinging Lucille around his shoulder expertly. "Now. Do you love my daughter?"

Rick looked between you and Negan quickly. A lump formed in his throat as you looked at him, curiousity sparkled in your eyes. You had been having this thing with Rick for a few months now and you had developed feelings for him. A few seconds passed before Rick said anything. “I do…”

Your heart leaped in your throat and you found yourself unable to contain your excitement. You quickly wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your lips to his, but Rick didn’t kiss back, nor did he soften under your touch. You pulled away from him, a frown on your lips until you looked at your father. He was furious, but not as furious as he would of been had Rick said no.

“How long has this been going on for? Behind my back?” Negan asked, his eyebrow raised.

“A few months,” Rick mumbled and watched as Negan’s eyes grew wide once more.

“Give me a number Rick,” Negan demanded. “How long?”

“‘Bout seven,” you hummed, looking to Rick. You still couldn’t contain your excitement. Your skin felt like it was on fire as you stood still.

“Oh you are in so much trouble young lady,” Negan said turning his attention to you once more. “I can understand Simon, hell I could even understand Dwight; but Rick.” You looked at the floor like a scolded child as your father continued to rant at you, but suddenly you felt a hand grasp yours. Rick gave you a soft smile and you couldn’t help but smile back. “We’re leavinh. Get your ass in the car. And you,” he turned to Rick again. “I’ll think about your punishment for touching my daughter, but I suppose if you love her we could come to some sort of an… arrangement.”

With that your father grabbed your arm and hurled you off to the car with a quiet whisper of goodbye to Rick who felt his heart clench as he watched you clamber into the vehicle. One day you’d stay at Alexandria with him, he was sure of it, but today. Well, today was not that day.

I hope this is okay for all the Rick Grimes fans. That man and this concept just drives me absolutely F E R A L.

Commissions are OPEN.

Requests are CLOSED.

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