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How can I explain WHAT I'M FEELING?????? MY GOD I'M GOING TO GO INSANE AND CRAZY, I'M COMPLETELY BEYOND MYSELF! The details…THE DETAILS AND ALL THE EMOTIVE ESSENCE OF SHIP, AGATHA'S MELANCHOLY, UNCERTAINTY, INSECURITY AND RUGGIE'S COZY WAY!!!! 😔😣😖🥺😭💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

You can never say in your life that your work is bad, or uncertain, I have been following you for months and I PUT MY HAND IN THE FIRE FOR YOUR WORK!!!! HEAVENLY, if anyone wants to commission Dede, just do it, I was lucky and honored to do Arte trade with her, as she's such a dear friend and who I admire so much, but trust me, if you give her your money you won't you will regret it!!! ☝️😤💗 Thank you so much for this opportunity Dede, a ship that I love so much and am so insecure about, made by you, makes me very sensitive and touchy. THANK YOU VERY MUCH 💗💗💗😭😭😭

Sunset in Your Hair

ART TRADE

Ruggie Bucchi x Agatha Boreall Word Count: 3.9k Tags: This Ship is Canon I Said So/Fingerfucking

Art is by suzumefufu on Twitter!

Heheh!~! This is my first official art trade since I was like... 16 or 17? I used to only do art but now that I do 95% writing and have for the last few years... I forgot how fun it was haha. This was done for my lovliest @nicoliharu in mind! I hope you enjoy my half of our exchange!!

SUMMARY:

Agatha was planning on heading to sleep for the night. But Ruggie wanted to invite himself over before the sun went down.

Agatha gave a final, smiling goodbye to Mina who was excitedly on her way to a sleepover with Leona for the weekend. As she closed her bedroom door with a soft yawn, she undressed and prepared for a relaxing bath. Ramshackle had finally settled down for the night. The ghosts were heading to bed early, and even Grim who was exhausted and had fallen asleep on the couch in the foyer. Only after forcefully having his nails painted a glittering neon blue and refusing to go to class until he could get the paint off. Agatha settled into the warm water, soaking her stress away and massaging shampoo into her hair. It was barely 7pm on a Friday, and the sun had yet to set for the evening. The school week had been so exhausting and the redheaded girl wanted nothing more than to sink into her bed and dream away.

Agatha washed away her worries and scrubbed herself clean from the school week's stressors. Her hair had finally dried as she dressed herself into a clean pair of pijamas. A tiny pair of black shorts that didn’t quite fit, and a tight fitting gray tank top. Soft, cotton, and comfortable! She sat at her vanity and placed her phone on the table to charge beside her before picking up her hairbrush. The device played soft music as she dragged the brush carefully through her cherry colored hairs.

She wasn’t sure what kind of plans to make for tomorrow or if she even wanted to make any. Ruggie had told her a few days prior he would leave the weekend cleared so the two of them could hang out. The hyena constantly talked about how he loved keeping his pockets full. But money didn’t mean much if she wasn’t around to spend some of it with him. It was his subtle way of suggesting a date. Agatha slowed to a stop and glanced at her phone as the next song played. She didn’t want to bother Ruggie with something like that. Even though she was in a relationship with him, sometimes it felt phony.

There would be so many sweet moments that would later become sour when she wondered to herself how she was able to get the guy she wanted. Was Ruggie with her because her crush was that obvious? Is he doing this because he feels obligated? Agatha’s stomach started to twist as she allowed her inner thoughts to come forward. “I don’t actually mean anything to him.” She sighed with a weak smile and placed the brush down on the vanity. Just as her phone screen lit up with an incoming message.

The name ’fluffy donut’ appeared in a dark colored text box, waiting patiently for her to view it. Agatha picked up her phone and crossed one leg over the other. She opened her messages to be greeted with a large, yellow, smirking emoji. ‘You didn’t tell me my shift replacement was coming over.’ Shift replacement. Royal alarm clock. That was what Ruggie usually called Mina in the nicest way possible. Agatha began to type back with a small pout forming. ‘She wanted to see him! And she’s older than me, so I can’t stop her at the door. How did you even know?’ Agatha felt her thin eyebrows scrunch with confusion. Ruggie responded quickly with another smirking emoji with sparkles beside it. ‘Leona told me. Sooooooo this means me and her are trading for the night? I’m already getting my stuff together.’ Ruggie was coming over. Wait, he’s coming over now? Right now? ‘Isn’t it a little late at night Ruggie?’ Agatha frowned and looked down at her current state. Her small gray tank top and little black shorts weren’t exactly the most appropriate for having company over.

The cherry haired girl considered throwing on a sweatshirt or maybe a pair of pijama pants if he truly intended to pay her a visit. ‘It aint even 10 yet. And im only coming over to hang out. It hasnt been just us for about two weeks.’ Ruggie had a point. Agatha had been busy with picking up shifts at the Mostro Lounge and club activities, and Ruggie was caught up with MagiShift and his odd jobs that the two of them only really saw each other during school. ‘Let me come over? Just one night. Please? Please please please please please?’ The beastman sent a photo of a cat crying which made Agatha snort with amusement. She couldn’t stop him if he really wanted to. ‘You can come over.’ She sighed and glanced at her dresser sadly.

Ruggie saying he was planning to just ‘hang out’ usually did not mean ‘hanging out’. But whenever they made plans for something explicit, it would be canceled or they would simply sleep peacefully beside one another. At this point it was like a reverse psychology trick for them both. Agatha had the dorm to herself other than Grim sleeping on the couch. But everything depended on whether or not Ruggie would be showing up. Agatha couldn’t actually picture him ditching her, but… It wasn’t an impossible scenario. She looked at herself in her vanity mirror and grabbed her favorite perfume.

A delicate chocolate fragrance she would dab on her wrists and a small smudge behind her ears. Next, she reached for a pale coral colored lipgloss and applied it quickly. Gently rubbing her lips together and catching the peachy flavor. She debated if she had time or not for mascara and eyeshadow, and decided against it. When Ruggie told her he was coming over, he was usually already on his way down the dirt path. Agatha had learned this the hard way when he arrived while she was still showering. Just five minutes after he had told her he was on his way to Ramshackle.

“I swear he does it on purpose…” She huffed and uncrossed her legs to stand and search through her dresser drawer for a pair of pijama pants. Agatha crouched and pulled on the brass handle to the bottom drawer. Inside were a few assortments of loungewear and she grabbed the first modest thing she spotted. A faded red pair of flannel pijama pants. At least to cover her nearly bare body a little. There was no way Ruggie would want to see her in less unless he was in the mood. She begrudgingly pulled them on, doing a small hop to get them over her hips with a frustrated groan. Agatha remembered why she never wore these in the first place. The issue always lied in something needing to fit over her ass.

It wasn’t her fault that it was big. But buying things that fit and getting them adjusted was such a hassle. She looked back at her butt with an expression of distress, seeing that the flannels didn’t really fit. The fabric was stretching, making her shorts underneath very visible. Yeah, a sweatshirt would help. Before she could open the closet to yank one off of its hanger she was stopped by a sudden noise.

There was a light knock against the glass of her bedroom window. The sound startled her, a yelp jumped from her throat as she tensed up before creeping over to the window. Agatha slept on the second floor of Ramshackle. So who could possibly be knocking on the glass?

The cherry haired girl nervously parted the thick curtains, and hastened once she saw Ruggie’s smiling face staring back at her. He had arrived on his broom, seated with a hand clutching firmly to the handle as it hovered high off the ground. The hyena was dressed in a brown shirt with the word ‘FAMINTO’ printed in thick, white letters across the chest. Black shorts, and a pair of brown sandals lined in shiny red and gold beads. Agatha could see he had a dark colored backpack hanging off his shoulder as he patiently waited for her to allow him inside. The sun was finally setting, and the warm glow made his hair shine, the same way it caused hers to shimmer.

Agatha quickly unlocked the window and lifted it with a worried frown. “You are going to get hurt-” She wanted to scold him for such reckless behavior. But instead she was quickly silenced by the hyena’s hands cupping her face, and a soft kiss was stolen along with her next breath. Her gold colored eyes widened and her cheeks became hot. Agatha wasn’t expecting such an intimate greeting. Ruggie’s lips were much rougher compared to hers, but the kiss was filled with affection as his pierced tongue playfully swiped against her teeth. The beastman slowly pulled away with a wide smile and steadied his balance on the broom as Agatha backed away. “Surprise!~!” He snickered as the redheaded girl covered her face with her hands and made her way to the bed. “You taste pretty good! What flavor is that? Peach?” Ruggie snickered as he threw his bag through the window where it collided against the wooden floor with a heavy thud. She sat on the edge of the bed as he let himself in and shut the window, propping the broom in the corner with his hands now folded behind his head. “You mad at me?” He asked, his drooping eyes watching as she shook her head and silently grieved over her now semi-smeared lip gloss. Ruggie kicked his sandals off and slowly made his way towards the bed to stand in front of her. The warm orange color filled the room, dousing them both in the citrus shade. He frowned a little before moving to tuck his hands into his pockets. “You tired? Don’t worry, I promise I am just here to spend time with you.” He titled his head as her gold eyes lifted to meet his grayish blue ones.

Even though he always had a scheming expression… Agatha could tell he was intending to be genuine with her. It was strange. She wanted to believe he was actually being serious when he would make visits like this and give her romantic words. But her brain told her that he just needed someone to fool around with until Crowley sent her home. “Just a little… I wasn’t expecting you to actually come.” She muttered as Ruggie started to pout. “What? Since when have I skipped out on kickin’ it with you?” He asked and sat beside her on the bed. Agatha shook her head, as the weight shifted and their shoulders brushed. “I’m only saying… There might be a time you don’t come.” She explained with a weak smile as the hyena’s expression began to soften. The two of them were quiet until Ruggie groaned and flopped down in bed next to Agatha, allowing the cushiony mattress to swallow him and his stress.

“Don’t think about shit like that. It won’t happen on purpose.” He huffed as Agatha’s smile strengthened and she turned to lay next to him on her stomach. “Leona has been annoying all week. I’m sick of his ass.” Ruggie scoffed with an irritated expression, his large teeth being shown through a curl in his lips as he turned to look at the cherry haired girl. “I’m this close,” He curled his pointer finger towards his thumb leaving a millimeter of space between the digits. “to packing up and camping here until he graduates.” Agatha smiled, pushing her hand through his short, biscuit blond hair as she sat up on her arms. “Are you sure? It gets really cold at night here.” She joked and Ruggie inched closer with a grin. “Weeeell, I know you won’t let me freeze. So it’s fine.” He flashed her a wide smile full of teeth. Agatha giggled softly as the two of them re-arranged their bodies onto the bed. Now, lying comfortably next to one another. With Agatha’s head tucked against Ruggie’s chest, the hyena rested on his side with his arm supporting the girl's head.

“Such a charmer.” Agatha purred and cupped Ruggie’s chin with her fingers. She could hear Ruggie’s tail thumping softly against the mattress. “Trying to con me out of my pillows and blankets?” She asked with a roll of her eyes as she pulled her hand away. But Ruggie chased the feeling by moving even closer to her. There was just barely three inches of personal space between them now. “I don’t want them if you aren’t included.” He cooed sweetly and his breath tickled the skin on her lips. Agatha felt her cheeks grow warm as she glanced away from Ruggie feeling embarrassed. The sun was starting to wash them in a heavier shade of orange, much redder and hotter than before. “Did I getcha with that one?” The hyena teased as his legs tangled around hers and he looked down at her pijama pants with a confused smile. “It’s a lil’ toasty out for these dontcha think?” He asked and hooked his finger into the elastic hem and pulled. Agatha frowned when she caught him peeking inside to see what was underneath. “Hey!” She gasped with her cheeks burning and reached to cover his eyes. His hand pulled away and he began to laugh as he draped an arm over her and began pulling her body towards his. “You smell like chocolate.” He whispered as he went in for a second quick kiss. Agatha allowed it, her previous frustration fading away to be replaced with a familiar warmth. His tongue pressed against hers this time as her lips stayed parted. The round stud rubbing against the muscle left Agatha’s mouth filling with the ghost of what she only could imagine was the flavor of surgical steel. Or it was the chocolate frosting to a donut Ruggie had had before his arrival.

The hyena pulled away with a soft laugh as he tugged again at her pijama pants. “Seriously, just take them off. What are you worried about?” He asked as Agatha turned her face away from his. But she still followed his request.

She slipped her thumbs into the tight flannels she struggled to slide over her rear. And now, she had to awkwardly wriggle out of them again. “See? They don’t even fit you properly…” Ruggie grumbled as he watched her undress with eyes falling half lidded. “I wanted to cover up a little…” The cherry haired girl muttered as she pulled her legs free and looked down at her shorts. They had hiked themselves up from being scrunched beneath her flannels and she quickly tried to adjust them.

Agatha could feel Ruggie watching as he reached out to hook his finger in the hem of her tiny black shorts. Her heart skipped in her chest and her breath caught in her throat, He pulled at the elastic, and let it go to snap against her skin. Smiling when she flinched at the smack. When his lips pressed against her temple, and a hand slipped between her thighs is when she thought she couldn’t take much more.

She quickly shook her head. Face flushed in rouge as she shyly pushed at his chest to inch him away. “You don’t want to?” He asked softly and Agatha hesitated. “Well…” Her voice softened and she relaxed her thighs around Ruggie’s hand. His fingers were careful, resting against her clothed sex as he hooked a leg around one of hers. “Lemme do this for you.” Ruggie whispered as he gently rubbed at the folds hidden under her tiny black shorts. “I wanna do it for you.” His voice was soft as the hand vanished and he slipped a finger into the small black shorts again to tug at the elastic. “Take ‘em off.” He instructed and Agatha sheepishly shook her head. “Why not? You nervous?” He teased as he started to inch the waistband lower, catching a glimpse of a wispy trail of cherry colored hairs. “There’s nothing underneath.” She whispered against his chest feeling bashful. Agatha didn’t consider underwear. But now, it didn’t exactly matter.

Her eyes darted downwards when she felt a familiar throb against her thigh. The beastman had grown hard against her, still pulling at her shorts with a soft whine. “I can… I can do it for you too…” She offered quietly as the room had now been filled with a rose red color from the sunset. The intimate color made the room hot, and warmed Agatha’s body from the core. Her fingers slid over his cock and Ruggie’s breath hitched. “H-Hey, hey. This isn’t about me.” The beastman corrected and let go of her shorts to grab her wrist instead. “I wanna play with you for a bit. We can worry about me after.” His voice was like honey as he pulled her hand up to his lips and kissed the back. Leaving a tingling feeling as he let her go, and went back to demanding her shorts be removed. And in a daze, Agatha followed his request.

She simply couldn’t imagine not doing anything for Ruggie in return. Feeling his hard cock pressed against her hip, tucked away in his black shorts with slow, subtle rolls of his hips against her body. “S’fiiiine.” Ruggie purred as she peeled her shorts down her thighs, wishing she had gone ‘bald’ had she known the hyena was making such plans. He never vocalized any care, but still. Agatha gasped when Ruggie’s fingers rubbed at the folds of her pussy. She wanted to scold him for reasons unknown. She wanted to say something. But all that came out was a weak sigh as her hand that he kissed, now gripped tightly to his cotton shirt.

The calloused pad of his finger gently massaged her sensitive pearl. The slow circular motions made Agatha sweat as she did her best to remain still. Her lips pressed tightly together to stifle any sounds as Ruggie breathed softly against her ear. Each time he would roll his hips against her plush thigh, and she would feel his thick cock pressing against her in dire need of attention; it took everything in her not to reach over and touch him. To at least feel the velvety flesh in her palm. To feel the way he twitched with excitement when she used her fingers to pay extra special attention to his tip. “Does it feel good?” He asked sweetly as Agatha nodded, a weak whimper making its escape past her glossy lips.

She gulped down her anxiety as a finger began to prod at her moistened entrance. She felt light headed as his finger sped up. The friction makes the muscles in her abdomen tighten and constrict. “You’re twitching a lot down here. Don’t tell me you’re cumming already?” He snickered in her ear, his tongue darting out to lap at the sensitive lobe before catching it between his sharp teeth. Agatha’s thighs trembled, her knees pressing together as the coil in her stomach loosened and she shook from the waves of an orgasm. It was fast. Too fast.

Ruggie’s hand suddenly stopped as he released her earlobe from his teeth. Shocked by how fast she had found euphoria. Before, she was anxious. Now? She was disappointed that it was over. Agatha was ashamed at the lack of stamina being apparent, and so was the proof that she didn’t have much alone time as she should. Before Agatha could apologize to Ruggie, he began rubbing again with a soft groan into her sensitive ear.

“You missed me didn’t you?” He was teasing her. Agatha pouted, her body twitching and sensitive as he slipped a finger inside of her relaxing hole. “S-So what if I did miss you?” She mumbled with her face dyed in blush and her heart pounding against her ribs. She could hear the beastman’s heart in his chest. The way it pounded just as intensely as her own. When his finger curled against that special collection of nerves; Agatha yelped and yanked at Ruggie’s brown shirt. The fabric was becoming stretched as the pressure in her abdomen began to build as the hyena snickered against her flesh. “Hmm? That’s the spot?” He pressed it again, seeing her body jerk. “Right here?” Tears pricked at her eyes from the intensity. How the pleasure would dull before electrifying every single nerve in her body. Her toes would flex tightly and her muscles would squeeze all before relaxing. Like a special button hidden inside of her that Ruggie had managed to find. And he was the only one to find it.

It was bordering sadistic when he curled his finger up into the spot. When Agatha’s gummy walls would constrict around his finger from the pleasure, he would whisper filth. How she was so sweet for holding back until they met again. How her body reacted so well to his touch. How he wished he could watch her touch herself next time. His words. His warmth. His touch. Agatha nestled her head against his chest as she shook, nearing another orgasm with a soft string of moans as Ruggie pushed a second finger inside to stretch and massage her inner walls. “You’re just gushing Agatha. Feel that good for you?” He asked as she glanced up at him through wet lashes and watery eyes. Her bright gold ones met his grayish blue ones. And she swore she could see his pupils suddenly expand.

His fingers pumped faster. The way they jammed bluntly into the bundle of nerves made Agatha’s back arch from the mattress as she found herself orgasming a second time. The warm sticky fluid was making its way out of her and onto the sheets below as she sobbed and let go of Ruggie’s shirt to shakily clutch his wrist. He wasn’t stopping. “Dentinho, por favor- Espera…” She babbled, not realizing Ruggie only caught the nickname. His fingers pushed and curled. Tapping viciously at her wet walls as they sucked him deeper and begged for much more. The way the tendons in his wrist flexed and relaxed were the only things keeping Agatha from fainting as Ruggie’s fingers pressed and pounded inside of her. “You like when I make you cum Aggie? You like it when I do this for you?” All she could do was nod as her eyes began to roll back. Her body shuddered as she sobbed against Ruggie’s chest from the overwhelming pleasure. She could feel Ruggie’s cock twitching from all of the excitement as her thighs clamped around his hand again. But that didn’t stop him from giving her a third and final orgasm.

She let out a pathetic, squeaky cry as Ruggie captured her lips quickly to silence her. His fingers slowed as they fucked her through the final release. His tongue massaged hers as she moaned and cried into his mouth. Her hands gripping and pulling at his clothes as she felt herself slowly fading away from the world. When their lips parted, Ruggie’s sticky fingers abandoned Agatha’s fluttering hole.

The cherry haired girl’s thighs were shaking as she laid bonelessly against the mattress. Her face was burning as the room spun around her. She felt a bead of sweat rolling down her temple as she struggled and fought to catch her breath. Ruggie dragged the flat of his tongue against his fingers in the now dark room with his hips slowed to a stop. “Felt good right?” He asked her teasingly, and Agatha gave him a weak nod in response as her eyes fluttered shut. “Wh… What about..?” She trailed off as Ruggie snickered next to her, and pressed a chaste kiss to her cheek. “Let’s worry about that next time. I’m gonna get you some water.” His voice was becoming distant as Agatha nodded absently.

Yeah… Next time.

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