pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair. ― @beaureguarde.
it's one convenient thing to be able to magically dry yourself off at a whim. the sand, however? not nearly as forgiving. percy is busy shaking grains out of his t shirt when he feels something brush through his hair, and a questioning tilt of his head brings his gaze to silena, who he hadn't noticed approach -- and the piece of kelp she had pulled from honey - hued tresses dangling from her fingers.
❝ oh. ❞ his embarrassment colors his cheeks, a hand self consciously checking over the rest of his hair to make sure there isn't any more. okay, sand and kelp. noted. ❝ thanks. ❞ he clears his throat, slipping a capped riptide back into his pocket. ❝ not much activity out there yet. i think they're biding their time, for now . . . nothing to fill chiron in on. ❞
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tsumu - nii ❤︎ cw cest
“s-s so creamy, ‘tsumu-nii.”
“yeah? you like it ?”
“mm . .”
you slobber around the tip of atsumu’s cock, strings of spit dribbling down the heavy shaft. one hand wraps around his heavy base , the other around his blushed tip accompanying your mouth.
you’re crouched in between his spread legs , only seconds ago when you had asked your nii-chan for something unfamiliar .
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“can i suck your cock, nii-nii ? please !”
“no honey. y’gonna hurt yourself, you don’t know how t’do it. next time , okay?”
“but— “ you protest with a petulant whine.
“i said no. y’really need nii-nii to repeat himself?”
“i’m sorry..” you mewl.
he’s so mean. you had only wanted to help , since he had complained about the raging hard-on he seemingly ‘couldn’t get rid of,’ struggling and squirming in his spot on the couch. frankly, it was bothering you too.
you just want what’s best for your nii-chan.
you lean against his chest, his arms enveloping the small of your body , but he feels a tiny pang in his heart as he watches you pout, upset at his rejection.
he sighs and you look up, “okay fine. wanna try makin’ nii-chan feel better?”
he swears he sees your eyes light up.
❤︎ ⊹˚₊
“n-nii nii, i really like it.”
“y’makin’ nii-chan feel so good baby. don’t hurt yourself now.”
“won’t..” you whine at his constant reminders.
you kiss against his tip, tasting his creamy pre on the plush of your lips. you have yet to take him down your throat without instruction ; you know he was likely to scold you if you had.
he runs his fingers through the soft of your hair , soft pats to the top of your head.
“gorgeous sis.”
you blush at the compliment , eager for more. you place the tip of his shaft against your tongue , soft suckles to the sensitive tip.
“ah.. shit . ‘s perfect for nii-nii.”
you rub your thighs together when he grunts , hand crawling back into the bed of your hair with a gentle tug.
“wanna learn how t’make nii-chan feel even better ?”
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