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rafesslxt · 3 months

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please please please do some hardcore fluff! i just want to see Theo really showing his love language (physical touch) like randomly touching y/n and doing anything to be close to her! kind of “i wish i could be in your skin” kind of thing, if you can!

touch starved | Theodore Nott

note: hi, thank u so much for my first request! I wrote a little bit with my ideas too, hope you still like it <3

warnings: some cursing, angst, arguing, hufflepuff!reader, me trying to write hardcore fluff, lmk if there are more

note: request are OPEN! English is not my first language

Theo was always interested in being as close to you as he could. He would love to just crawl under your skin if that was somehow possible. He loves to touch you, no matter where you are or who’s around you two.

But there were moments when this also brought its difficulties.

"Now, everything you need for the potion is at the front, take the ingredients you think would be suitable and get started." Professor Slughorn said.

Theo stood up like the good boyfriend he is and got all the Ingredients that he and y/n needed. "Here principessa, got everything we need." "Thanks Theo.“ You gave him a small kiss on his left cheek and started with the potion right in front of you.

Your boyfriend stood as close to you as possible, sometimes even right behind you. He wrapped his arms around you and stirred the kettle. He knew that other students gave him looks sometimes, but he didn't care. He just had to be near you and touch you in some way. He couldn't help it, you're like a drug to him that he can't get enough of.

Whether it was your soft skin, which smelled of vanilla from your bodylotion or your long shiny hair that smelled of peaches and was so easy to wrap around his fingers.

Your own scent drove him crazy the most. When you came fresh out of the shower, with nothing on you. Sometimes it took hours before you could finally get dressed and Theo would take his hands off you.

But he especially loves it when you play with his hair while you're both lying on the sofa in the Slytherin common room. The light tugging on individual strands made him moan softly and drove him crazy. Again, doesn‘t matter If you‘re alone or with your friends beside you. They all knew that Theo was completly smitten for you.

He also liked it when you gave him a massage after training Quidditch. "Yeah, right there baby, that‘s it.“ He groaned. He needed this. Your touch, your skin on his skin, your hands on his muscles.

" Theo? You there ? I think it is ready, you can stop stirring." He woke up from his daydreams and looked down at himself. You were already looking up at him, chin resting on his chest. " Yeah, sorry." He put the trowel aside to stir and put both hands on your hips now. His lips just touching yours slighty as he whispered " You're beautiful." " Thank you." She smiled at him and placed both her hands on his abs above his shirt now.

His head lowered next to your ear " I need to feel you amore. Need to feel your skin on mine." He whined.

You giggled and looked around embarrassed. " Teddy, we're in the middle of class, you'll have to be patient." " Ugh... I fucking hate school."

That was a week ago now.

It had been a week since he had been able to touch you. To say Theo was on the edge was an understatement.

" Where's your other half Nott?" Blaise, who took every chance to gossip, asked. " What do you care?" Theo bit back, knowing that he didn't ask because he cared. "Oh just so, I'm just surprised as you were inseparable before and now you're hardly ever seen together. Trouble in paradise?" He provoked.

Mattheo had to hold Theo back so that the situation didn't escalate completely, but truth be told, Theo was just as worried. For different reasons to Blaise, but he wasn't entirely wrong. It was as if you were slipping out of his hands like sand. It was the weekend now and just like every other weekend before, you and the boys were always out together as a group in Hogsmeade.

What Theo didn't know, however, was that you weren't ignoring him on purpose, let alone ignoring him at all. You just had a lot on your plate, helping other students with their lessons, being a assistant for some teachers with extra work, doing your own homework and being Head Girl of your house. You had so much on your plate that you didn't even realize Theo was feeling like this.

"Where's y/n?" Mattheo asked his best friend a little more quietly so that the conversation remained private. " She's helping some first years with their studies and finding their way around Hogwarts now that the new year has started. "

Just as your boyfriend was about to hit his head down on the table, a soft voice sounded next to him " Hey baby, why are you hanging your head like that?" " Principessa?" His head shot up and his face began to beam with joy. " Come here sit with me." He scooted a little closer to Mattheo to give you more room. A few Slytherins gave you looks because you were sitting with them as a Hufflepuff, but you were already used to that.

You grabbed something small to eat and chatted with the rest of the table. You immediately feel Theo scoot close to you and put his hand on your leg. You smile a little and look at him. " What's wrong?" " I missed you." He whispered against your head, smelling your hair for the first time in a week. " When are you free again?" He asked and reached for your hand, but you stood up again at the same moment.

" I have to go, but I'll see you later, yes? " You quickly gave him a kiss and grabbed some more fruit. " What? But you haven't even eaten properly? Where are you going?" " Helping first graders, you know that." You smile and disappear from the Great Hall just as quickly as you came.

" Ugh…" Now he dropped his head on the table.

The day passed and it was time to go to Hogsmeade. "Hey man, maybe she's already there or she'll be coming after, don't worry." Mattheo tried to reassure his friend.

" It pisses me off. I'm her boyfriend! I should be more important than some stupid first years." Theo paced up and down the common room. " Yo, can we go?" Draco asked, coming out of his room. " Go ahead, I'll catch up with you." Determined, Theo got up and walked in the direction of the Great Hall first. Maybe you were hungry and came back. As he searched half the school for you, all sorts of thoughts and worries ran through his head.

What if you deliberately seek out so many tasks to keep your distance from him? What if your relationship is coming to an end? No, that couldn't be. He's the perfect boyfriend. He always listens to you, is always there for you, supports you in all your decisions, is attentive, loves spending time with you, even if it wasn't that important to you, but he also showered you with gifts.

Where could you be? He thought until a light bulb came on above his head. The library, of course. He ran up the many stairs until he stood in front of the library. Nervously, he looked for you. What happens if he asks you about it? What should he do if she says that she no longer wants to be in a relationship with him?

Although all the girls in Hogwarts were after him and he's extremely self-confident, he only had eyes for you and you were probably the only person in the world who could make him feel that way.

His heart skipped a beat when he discovered you with three first years. He cleared his throat quietly so as not to startle you. "Teddy? What are you doing here?" y/n whispered. You're the only one who's ever been allowed to call him that. The boys sometimes made fun of him, but were very quiet as soon as he threatened them.

" Can we talk for a moment? It's important." He urged, looking between her and the students. "You keep working on the task I gave you, okay? I'll be right back." The little ones nodded obediently and continued to work diligently.

You walked with Theo a few shelves to the back where you could talk undisturbed. "Is everything all right? Did something happened?" You asked worriedly. "Don't you want to be with me anymore?" He asked directly. " What? What are you talking about?" Confused and a little disappointed, she looked at her boyfriend. " You're not here all week y/n, no matter when we see each other, I have the feeling that you're taking every opportunity not to be with me. I - I'm scared for us. I miss you, damn I can't be without you around." He confessed.

"Teddy, that's absurd. I just want to help! You know I need good grades for my degree and it's easier to get them that way. I would never want to hurt you." She took a few steps towards him. "But you do! We are a couple! Shouldn't we be together more? I miss you so much, it's like my air is gone to breathe. I - I love you, y/n. Fuck I love you so much!"

Although they were together, neither of you had ever said the L word before. " You- You do?" " Of course! Why else would I be with you? Why else am I looking for you all over the school? Why don't you understand me?" Frustrated, he ran his fingers through his hair, completely enraged. " Theo I l - " " No you know what ? Forget it. It was stupid to come here, don't let me bother you. " " But - " but he was already out the door. " - I love you too." You whispered as he disappeared from the library.

On the way out, he realized what he had said. Fuck, wasn't he wrong after all? He knows how important your future and grades are to you. The more steps he took towards Hogsmeade, the more nauseous he felt. For the first time he told you that he loves you and then left you like that? Merlin, he has to straighten that out.

When he arrived in Hogsmeade, he bought a large quantity of your favorite flowers and lots of roses, chocolate and a present.

He was walking through the alleyways when the boys came towards him, Mattheo at the front. "Hey man, we've already seen you - what's wrong with you? Didn't go so well huh?" Theo shook his head. " No, not a bit, to be honest, I completely messed it up."

" Good luck then, don't mess it up again. She's pretty cool for a Hufflepuff," Mattheo grinned.

Back at Hogwarts, Theo already had a plan but he needed help. "Jane! Hey, I need your help, please." He looked at your best friend, who only returned his look in confusion. "What do you want, Nott?" She wasn't the biggest fan of his, but respected y/n's decision and trust in him. " I know it sounds crazy, but you have to let me into your common room." Jane started to laugh out loud " What? Have you gone crazy? In case you haven't noticed, you're a Slytherin."

" Jane please, I messed up and I need to apologize to her. I have something planned for her ." He pointed to the flowers and presents in his hand. "And you have to do this in her room?" She asked with a sigh. "Please." He swallowed all his pride and tried to be as convincing as possible.

Annoyed, your best friend exhaled and shook her head. "Okay, but let's keep this between us and for the record, I'm only doing this for y/n!" If Theo wasn't himself, he would have loved to squeeze her for joy. "Thank you! Can you give this to y/n? It says that she should meet me in her room." She took the note and pocketed it.

"Then come on, I don't have all day." She led him to the entrance of the Hufflepuff. " You never tell anyone about this, understand?" He nodded and continued to follow her. They walked through the same corridor as the school kitchen was. Suddenly, Theo stood in front of huge barrels, looking questioningly at them

Jane tapped on a barrel that was stacked between two others. She did it in a certain rhythm. Suddenly, the path to the common room opened up. Theo had never seen it before, let alone heard of it. " Through there, up and you're inside. Her room is the tunnel on the far left." " Thanks again. " He walked through the middle barrel and then up a short steep path through an earthy corridor, which brought him to the common room. The room was empty, probably everyone was out in Hogsmeade or somewhere in the castle for the weekend. As Jane had told him, he went through the small underground tunnel on the far left. The doors were round and looked like the lids of barrels.

Not quite his taste, but it all looked very cozy and sunny. (JKR had probably once described it that way.)

Inside y/n's room, Theo started putting up his favorite flowers and scattering rose petals around the room. He placed chocolate on the bed and kept the present in his pocket. It wasn't long before he heard the door open.

"Theo? What are you doing here?" You spoke a little more quietly, afraid that someone would notice that he was here. "Y/n please listen, I'm incredibly sorry. I shouldn't have hit on you like that, I know how important your grades are to you and I should have known that you wouldn't ignore me on porpose. And I'm also sorry that I just left like that after I said I love you. "

" Oh Teddy… " You walked up to him and hugged him tightly. He threw his arms around her and hugged her as tight as he could. " Is it true what you said?" " What do you mean?" " That you love me? " He looked down and took her face in both hands. " Of course, I love you amore. You're all that matters to me. That's why I reacted the way I did. I was… desperate and so… fucking touch starved. " I love you too, Teddy. " you told him with a smile on her face, looking into his eyes.

" Really?" He couldn't have been happier. " And all this wasn't even necessary." She pointed to the rose petals and chocolate. "Because I'm sorry too, I really should have thought more about us. Jane's going to help me tutor the children from now on. That way I have more time for us."

" I'm so glad everything is okay." He whispered against your forehead. " Me too." He took your chin between his fingers and lifted your head. " You're driving me crazy, dolcezza."

His lips brushed yours just softly at first, until you couldn't wait any longer and filled the gap between you two. The kiss was gentle but passionate. Theo grabbed both of your thighs and lifted you up, whereupon you wrapped both legs around him.

He sat down on the bed behind him, with you on his lap. You started giggling as he began kissing your neck. " Teddy… I don't know when Jane is coming back." " I want you so so so so bad… " " I know, but now is not the right time. I'm sorry… " He brushed a strand of hair behind your ear and smiled gently. " It's okay, don't worry about it. Besides, I have something for you. " He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cute little package with a bow. " Here baby, open it. " " Theo… you didn't have to do that, really. "

"Open it, trust me you'll love it." You carefully open the bow and flip open the small box. You accelerate quickly. " Oh Merlin, it's beautiful Theo. " With tears in your eyes, you took the golden necklace out of the box. On it hung the letter T which was set with small individual diamonds. "Will you put it on me?"

He took the necklace from your hand and pulled your hair to one side. He carefully put it around your neck and then put your hair back over your shoulders. "Thank you Teddy, I love it." Full of love, you kissed him, causing him to fall backwards onto the mattress. He briefly parted from your lips and looked down at your decollete, where his letter T now lays. " Fuck, now I want you even more than before. " You had to start giggling again. " Trust me Teddy, the right moment will come. " you said and sealed your words with a kiss.

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m-ayo-o · 4 months

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heyhey i love ur writing!! i was also wondering if u could write smtn where mc surprises gojo by putting him in handcuffs, bc whenever she tries to take control he ends up overpowering her/ruining it cuz of his impatience (i js feel like he cant handle a taste of his own medicine),, if this makes sense!! T-T have a good day :)

hello and thank u c: yes i could maybe write a little smth like that. 18+ submissive satoru gojo handcuffed and teased ! gn ish reader (mention of being "wet"), masturbation

he's on the bed, his pretty eyelashes fluttering while you stroke his cock, up and down. he's groaning. the sounds are giving you the most intense butterflies and making you incredibly... wet. he's been away for too long this time, and your body is responding just how it always does. when he returns, you're ready for him. but this time, instead of having him get home, rush through the door and pounce on you, you want to take it slow. so you're touching him painfully slowly, and he's starting to glare and huff, nearly running out of patience.

"baby, that's enough- just, fucking jerk me off, dammit-"

he knows you can do it just right. you've watched him do it to himself so many times you've memorised the rhythm and speed he loves so much. if he's really fucking pent up like this he wants it hard and he never denies himself an orgasm when he's in this state.

but you're doing things differently today. you're not squeezing him as tight or tugging him as fast, but placing featherlight touches on his shaft, mainly using your fingertips and focusing a lot on his tip... and balls. they're just so full you can't help but massage and stroke him there.

he still feels amazing. anything you to do him- especially with your perfect, soft hands and pretty fingers- is just heavenly. and sure, satoru enjoys a good edging session just as much as the next man. but after weeks without physical contact with his sweetheart he needs you to do it his way.

"sweetie, a bit- bit harder... no- ugh, fuck, not on my balls i'm going to fucking explode. just stroke me faster, i need it."

his arms start flexing and straining against the pure desire to grab your wrists and fuck his fist into your hands.

"i've missed you so much..."

he tries to guilt trip you. you almost give in to the sad and needy look in his pretty eyes.

but no. not today. you give him one last sensual stroke and let go of his cock making him let out a whole string of displeased and pathetic whimpers. you honestly can't believe what he sounds like sometimes. strutting about calling himself the honored one and the fucking strongest and after a little teasing he sounds like this?

"you're such a baby."

you snort and turn away from him, opening the dresser to bring out your surprise gift. i mean, it was a gift for yourself, really. you need to use it on him right now so that he isn't tempted to completely take over and ruin your fun.

you take the item from the drawer and hold it out in front of him. he eyes up the metal chain and the feathery pink fluff on the two rings.

"are you kidding?"

"no, satoru. this isn't a joke. i'm going to cuff you. turn around."

he listens.

his arms are behind his back, where you're holding onto the metal cuffs. he's kneeling on the bed and you're sitting next to him just... playing.

you're focusing on his perfect, long dick, but you're sometimes distracted by those cute nipples, his chest and gorgeous abs where you're sucking the prettiest red hickies. when you're not so busy marking his body, your fingers skim up his shaft and rub the slick juice of his precum around his tip.

you press him there. quite hard. he lets out an unintelligible moan.

next, you tickle the underside of his cock. he twitches and bucks his hips. what a sight.

now, your favourite part. you cup his full and tight balls in your hand and squeeze him. you know the perfect pressure to get him begging for more. you know the perfect pressure to get his mouth hanging open with saliva dripping out. and you know the perfect pressure to make his abs clench with the muscles dancing under his porcelain skin. you deliver a few final strokes to his cock, hold his base nice and tight and...

it floods out of him. his cock bounces and squirts in tandem with his pulse... one, two, three, four times. your hand remains still. then slowly, when his pornographic moaning has died down, you slide your hand over his dick and start jerking him how he needed it all along. but now he can't handle it- he's begging you to stop because he's just ejaculated three weeks worth of cum in one go and his body is spent and his head is all dizzy. he just sinks onto the mattress like a pathetic mess and you work him till he can only whimper and shoot blanks.

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princessbrunette · 4 months

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hii i looove ur work. could u please write a blurb ab rafe being a soft dom to reader and talking her through it as shes like whining and crying cause his dicks just that big :(

-👛 anon? idk if that ones taken; if it is ill take either 👙or 🥂

ugh i love this <3 thank u for enjoying my stuff !!

rafe guiding you whilst you’re on top. he’s sat up against the headboard, one hand on your cheek and the other on your hips helping you— and god, from this angle he’s just so deep. you knew he was big, but some positions are borderline too much, convinced he was going to spear right through your stomach.

you drop your forehead onto his shoulder and he chases you with his mouth, tilting his head to try and get your lips back on his.

“c—can’t — s’just so much…” you whisper, whimpers falling from you uncontrollably.

“you can. s’alright, hey— doing a great job, okay? taking this dick so good sweetheart.”

the praise only makes you tense up, clenching hard around him which makes you collapse against him more, sucking in a harsh breath at the squeeze as you stomach flutters.

“relax, baby. m’right here. s’gonna hurt if you keep tensing up like that.” he rubs his hands over your back to try and soothe you and you wrap your arms around his neck, using it as leverage to try again, grinding down on his length making you moan. “shit… gonna make me blow my load, swear to god.” he groans.

“you’re so big.” you cry pathetically and it makes him smile, turning his head so he can look at you, pressing a wet kiss to your lips.

“taking it like a champ, kid.”

it’s safe to say you’re pretty much hypnotised for the rest of the week, letting him get away with just about anything. watching him walk around casually minding his business sends your mind reeling, often leaning against the counter with your chin in your palm, having flashbacks. even when he was in a bad mood you were smiley and docile, wondering how he can walk around with something so big in his pants?

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fairyyarchive · 7 months

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Hey homegirl can u write ab fwb zoro and the reader wants to take a nap w him (preferably when he’s shirtless)… it doesnt even have to be straight smut i wanna feel the TENSIONNNN

ok first of all. absolutely omg. fwb w zoro is one of my fav things and I just love seeing him get a lil nervous around you because it's so cute <3 this ended up being a lot softer than I initially thought, so I hope you enjoy! <3 faye contains: fwb's reader + zoro, nicknames (darlin' from zoro drives me crazyyy ugh), mentions of sex but no explicit smut, cuddling, fluff, naps, shirtless zoro, fwb but they have feelings

sleep in the sun

Sometimes, life at sea could get a little boring. Sure, there were always new obstacles to overcome with the Straw Hats, people to help and fights to win (and one triple-armed swordsman to patch up) almost every day; but the in-betweens left you to entertain yourself. On a ship in the middle of the sea, all you could do to pass the time was reading, pacing the deck, bothering Sanji, or … underneath the aforementioned swordsman.

Look, it’s not that either of you intended for this to happen, but with days at sea and only five other people to talk to and the tightness in your chest when he stood too closely behind you, it seemed almost inevitable that few drinks one night led to a kiss, a soft “C’mere,” muttered as his strong hands pulled you on top of his lap.

Since then, a silent agreement between the two of you kept you returning to each other during sleepless nights and empty afternoons. It wasn’t exactly official, nor was it exactly public, but it was a closeness you both craved – a calm safety you’d never found in your travels alone. Zoro was strong and kind beneath the hardened exterior he’d built to protect himself, and you’d be lying to yourself if you said the sight of him shirtless and sweaty after a fight didn’t do a little something to you.

Today in particular found the two of you bored out of your minds; the others exploring and no doubt causing a ruckus the town at which you were docked. Feeling the effects of last night’s rendezvous and resulting lack of sleep left you and Zoro opting out of the outing, with the ship to yourselves and the warm afternoon sun and misty sea breeze creating the perfect weather to laze about in.

As you wandered up to the deck of the Merry, you smiled softly when you found your green-haired swordsman lounging in a hammock, cotton pants tied low around his waist, and bare chest soaking up the sun’s warmth. His arms were folded behind his head, eyes closed. He looked so peaceful like this, the slight scowl he usually wore melted, taught muscles relaxed. You tried to ignore the tug in your heart when you saw him like this, a fondness that had made its home in your chest sometime lately.

“You asleep?” You approached him quietly, trying your best not to disturb him if he was.

“Nah,” Zoro opened his eyes, turning to face you. A lazy smile reached his lips when he saw you, hair a bit tousled and eyes gleaming in the light. His own heart panged at how beautifully the sun painted you, and he silently thanked the universe for blessing him with your company on the ship.

“Can I … lay with you for a bit?” You bit your lip, suddenly shy. The man had seen you naked several times now, in various positions and much more embarrassing situations. So why did the concept of simply napping in the same hammock, mostly clothed at that, make your heart race?

Zoro cleared his throat, brows raised a little in surprise. Was he blushing too? “Ah - sure, yeah you can. C’mere darlin’,” he extended his arms to wrap them around your waist, allowing for you to climb into the hammock on top of him.

You settled into his embrace, your head resting on his just above his heartbeat and his sun kissed skin warming you. Zoro shifted beneath you, getting comfortable with the added person to the hammock. His arms wrapped firmly around your waist and held you close, as if he thought you may float away from him if he didn’t. You breathed him in, all clean musk and sweat and bright citrus, with a bite of sea air. Warm, comorting, Zoro.

“Mmm. You smell so good,” you sighed against him.

“Yeah?” His chest rose and fell in a soft chuckle, eyes already closed again as you relaxed against him. You nodded, nuzzling further into the crook of his neck and peppering soft kisses on the bare skin of his neck and shoulder. A soft grin broke across his face, the joy in his heart unavoidable with you on him like this.

Your eyes drifted closed as the breeze ruffled your hair, your breathing beginning to slow as your mind drifted off to sleep. Zoro drifted off soon after, his breathing steady and heartbeat calm as he held you tight, a warmth in his heart that he knew always belonged to you.

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jaesqueso · 1 year

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Baby don’t stop (m)

pairing: gym buddy!jaehyun x female!reader

summary: you don’t want to deal with feelings, but you don’t want him to stop

word count: 5,089

warnings: fluff, unprotected and protected sex, oral, fingering, semi-public sex

a/n: ever since I saw these gifs of Jaehyun I knew I had to write this, it just took a bit longer than I thought 😅 I hope ya’ll enjoy it ❤ not proof read yet

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For most people going to the gym is a burden. The strength it takes to get out of the house and going to a place where you’re sweating and in pain sometimes loosing to the will to stay in the comfort of the couch. Those people definitely don’t work out with Jung Jaehyun.

You’ve seen him around town before. Well, who hasn’t? The man exudes seduction wherever he goes. Man and woman gagging at his handsome features and his sweet personality. So when you were looking for a new gym, since the one you used to go reallocated to another city, you made your decision when you saw him sitting on a bench, legs parted but back straight, his face showing the pain of those shoulder presses he was doing. In the first weeks you noticed your schedules seemed to match and running into him went from a polite greeting to actually working out together as you got to know each other.

“I thought I’d run into you here.” Seeing his smile walk through the door almost makes you crumble out of your plank position but you manage to hold it until your timer goes off.

Sometimes you like to go into one of the rooms of the gym, when there’s no classes going on, to have more space and privacy and since you’re a regular the staff had no problem with it. So when Jaehyun didn’t see you on the shared space he know exactly where to find you.

“I thought you’d given up training.” You get up, wiping your sweat with a towel as he walks up to you in his plain black t-shirt and grey sport shorts.

“Oh, come on, I’m only like ten minutes late.” Rolling his eyes he grabs a mattress and places it next to yours.

“Ten minutes? More like half an hour.” You chuckle as he glares at you.

Over time you became close enough to bicker and tease each other like this all the time. There was no denying you felt incredibly attracted to him but you couldn’t tell if he felt the same or was just being nice like he was to everybody else.

“Did you miss me that much? Don’t worry, I wouldn’t ghost you like that.” He winks as he does his stretching, making you shake your head with a grin. “So, what are we doing today?”

“Core.” You wiggle your brows.

“Oh great.” He pretends to be excited before letting his body fall into the mattress.

“Don’t be a pussy. You gotta work on those abs!” Playfully you slap his stomach but instantly regret feeling how rock solid he already his through his shirt.

“Oh no, you injured me! Guess I can’t do it no more!” He fake groans on the floor. “I need some mouth resuscitation, quick!”

“You wish!” You laugh to mask how much you’d love to do exactly that. “Come on, time to start a new set.”

“Ugh, ok lets go.”

This is a familiar set you two already know by heart. Starting off with sit ups, then some flutter kicks, followed by mountain climbers, traditional hip thrusts and some crunches, ending with a minute plank. As usual, you go through 5 sets, even if you had already done one, hyping up each other while your bodies grow sore and glistening with sweat, the temperature of the room rising.

As much as you’re used to working out with Jaehyun, you don’t think you’ll ever stop sneaking glances at the way his muscles tense up and how he bites his bottom lip to focus on controlling them. You’re pretty sure your body heat is not only from the exercises but the burning desire of feeling his warm skin against yours. It doesn’t help that the core set is just so… Sensual.

What you didn’t know is that he did the exact same thing. From the corner of his eye he observes every inch of your body, how you manage to be all sweaty and still remain so sexy. How he wish he could feel those hips thrusts against his-

“Jaehyun!” You pull him out of his transe. “Plank!”

“Oh, right!” He quickly switches positions to keep up.

“Come on, this is the last set.” You try to encourage both of you on finishing it.

“Why does a minute in plank feel like three hours?” Groaning he tries hard to hold his position.

“3, 2, 1… Done!” The timer goes off and you two let your bodies fall to each mattress, panting.

“Finally!” Jaehyun cheers turning his body around and you do the same.

Smiling as you stare at the ceiling, you take long breathes to bring your heart rate down. When you look the side you see him turning his face to you too. For a few seconds you lay there looking at each other, chest heaving up and down. There has always been some sexual tension between you two, even if none admitted it, but today it just felt particularly strong. That’s why in no time your lips were pressing against each other as your bodies entangled into one.

His hands roam on your sides as you pull his shirt over his head, throwing it somewhere around the room. The kiss is desperate and intense letting you know how much he’s been thinking about this too. With him on top of you on the thin mattress, your shirt comes off as well, but your sports bra is too tight and sticky so he gives up and leaves it on.

When his hand cups your core, the fabric sticks to it but you know it’s not sweat, it’s your burning desire to feel more. Your tights leggings struggle to slide down your legs, but this time he’s not giving up that easily, taking your shoes with them. His lips then travel down your neck, tasting your salty hot skin. Wet kisses are left between your breasts, on your stomach, down to your still covered pussy.

By now you’re both too needy to get any more naked so he simply slides your panties to the side to slide his fingers between your folds, making you moan as your hand makes its way inside his underwear to stroke his hard dick. His long slender fingers slide so easily inside you, the nasty noises as he pumps them in and out driving you insane.

“Fuck me, Jaehyun.” You groan against his lips.

“You don’t have to ask me twice.”

With a smirk he removes your hand from his member, pushing his shorts and briefs down his hips and letting out the beast. You yelp when your legs are pushed apart and he positions himself between them.

“Shit, I don’t have a condom…” He sighs right before he was about to align himself with your entrance.

“That’s ok, I’m on the pill. And you can pull out.” You desperately suggest, there’s no way you’re losing this opportunity.

“You sure?” He confirms.

“Please, Jaehyun…” You beg pulling his hips down on yours.

Without wasting any more time, he pumps up his dick a few times and rubs it between your slick folds before finally sliding it inside you. You bite your lips at the satisfying stretch, digging your nails into his shoulder. After adjusting, his hips start moving against yours, quickly increasing the speed of his thrusts in despair.

Your legs instantly wrap around his waist, pulling him as closer as you can so he can hit as deep as he can. You’ve dreamt about this moment for so long, but your fantasies can’t come close to how it really feels to have all of him in you, as his mouth leaves beautiful marks all over your neck.

After a while he turns you around with his strong arms, lifting your hips so you’re resting on your knees as your face is pushed down. When he enters you again, the angle making it hit differently, has you grasping on the mattress.

With a tight grip on your hips, he moves just at the right pace to start building that sweet feeling deep inside of you. You’re not one to cum easily but damn, you’ve been waiting for this moment for what feel like a life time and damn, he’s doing such a great job.

Lifting your head you’re graced with a beautiful vision: the huge mirror on the wall in front of you showcasing his shirtless sculptured figure right behind your sinful position. You notice the way he bites his lip just like he does when lifting weights, and it drives you crazy. Soon his eyes find the reflexion of yours making the corner of his lip curl up in a devilish smut.

Suddenly your upper body his lifted against his, leaving you on full display in the mirror, his movements in and out of you never stopping. One of his hands travels down your stomach before his index and middle fingers start circling your clit increasing your pleasure. His coordination is unbelievable, much like his self control, because you could sweat he was holding his orgasm in just to make this moment last a little longer.

“Cum with me.” He whispers against your ear as you both watch your bodies moving in sync.

With one last groan you do as you’re told, like a good girl, almost crumbling down if his grip around your waist wasn’t that tight. Watching you fall apart in front of him triggers his own high but he manages to pull out, like a good boy, white strings of cum flying into the mattress.

For a few seconds you stay just like that, kneeling in each others arms as you regain your breath and let your heart rate get back to normal.

“Guess we don’t need cardio today.” Jaehyun jokes as you two start to get dressed.

“Don’t think the staff will love our alternative for the treadmill though.” Chuckling, you grab your towel to clean up what you can from the mess on the mattress.

“Oh shit, do you think somebody heard us?” He looks around, thanking all heavens that the small room doesn’t have any windows or cameras, at least that he can spot.

“We weren’t interrupted, were we?” You shrug with a grin. “Besides, it’s not like our noises were much different from someone exercising really hard.”

You both laugh but then he walks to you, hand gentling resting against your cheek before he leans for a kiss. This time his lips move slower, he doesn’t rush as you already got the lust out of the way. It should feel good, and it does, but you can’t help but freeze on the spot, panicking inside.

“I gotta go.” You grab your things and rush to the door right after he steps back.

“Wait! Did I do something wrong?” He calls but you’re already out of the room.

Quickly he grabs his stuff and tries to chase you but you’re nowhere to be found. He tries calling but you don’t pick up. He texts but there’s no reply. Jaehyun’s confused, he thought you wanted this, he thought you liked him. But if you did, why did you run away?

It was hard not answering his calls or texts but it just got too real too fast. Yes, there was physical attraction between you two and he is a fun guy to be around. But that last kiss just felt like too much, like there were feelings behind it and that’s something you just can’t deal with.

You decide not to go to the gym the rest of the week to avoid him. Childish behaviour? Yes. But it beats having to deal with possible feelings.

Friday night arrives and you decide to go out, have some fun and forget about all this mess. You meet up with some friends but once you get to the club everybody casually spreads out, some looking to pull, some just finding a spot on the dance floor. As for you, the bar is your first destination, greeting the bartender and ordering your usual drink.

“Guess faith is stronger than your will to avoid me.”

Looking to the side you see Jaehyun. Up until now you’d only seen him in his gym clothes, but you gotta admit the red dress shirt and black pants suit him like a glove. But you push the lust to the side and grab your drink about to disappear into the crowd.

“Wait.” He grabs your arm making you look back. “We need to talk.”

“About what?” You step back, taking his hand off of you.

“I think you know.” You sigh, realising there’s no point running away. “We were hitting it off so well, why did you run away?”

“Look,” you stop his hand from reaching your arm again, this time to caress it, “I don’t want you to get the wrong idea about us.”

“And what idea is that?” He raises a brow.

“I don’t do relationships, Jaehyun. Yes, I had a good time with you but that’s it. If you’re looking for more than that, I’m not your girl.” You turn back around about to go your way again.

“Who said anything about a relationship?” His words stop you. “I had a good time too. And I think it would be a waste to just throw away all this chemistry.”

You remain in place, thinking about what he said, se he walks over to you.

“We can just keep it casual, you know?” His breath against your ear as his hands make their way to your hips, brings a smile to your face. “Just physical, not feelings.”

“You can buy me another drink first.” You push him away and turn around. “Then we’ll see.”

It doesn’t take a psychic to guess how the night ended. Bodies entangled, rolling around on his sheets. Luckily he had a drawer full of condoms so you didn’t have to play the dangerous pull out game again.

The next morning, Jaehyun wakes up alone as you sneaked out when he instantly feel asleep after your new work out plan. For a second he thinks you might’ve have regret the agreement but your texts are back making him chuckle as he goes in the bathroom to take a shower.

You didn’t take any more chances at the gym, saving the place to actually work out, but you start meeting casually when needing to blow off some steam, or if you were just in the mood. You never discussed being with other people in the mean time, but if you got what you needed from him, why would you go through the process of picking up someone new?

You just had one rule: no sleeping over. Wether he went to your place, or you went to his, nobody sleeps the night at the other’s bed. That’s your one requirement to avoid feelings. And so far it seemed to be working. Months have passed and your friends with benefits agreement feels like one of the best decisions you’ve ever made.

Until one day he decides to say the forbidden words.

“Why don’t you stay?” You ignore his words and pick up your clothes to get re-dressed, but he insists. “C’mon, it’s late and I know I wore you out tonight.”

“Jaehyun stop.” You don’t have to look back to know the proud look on his face from his performance tonight.

“I don’t get why you insist on leaving right after we have sex.” He sits on the bed, back against the headboard, not even bothering to cover his still naked body. “You make me feel so used.”

“Oh, poor thing.” You go along with his joke at first but then decide to clear up the boundaries. “I told you why.”

“‘Sleeping together leads to waking up together which leads to feelings, blah, blah, blah’, I know, I know.” He mocks your voice and groans, “I just can’t understand why you’re so scared to catch feelings.”

“I’m not scared,” you roll your eyes, “I’m just-”

“‘Not that type of girl’, right…” He sprawls across the bed, getting annoyed with the conversation.

“If you know all of that, why are we discussing it?” You check yourself in the mirror, adjusting your hair.

“Because I feel like you’re softening up.” He casually replies.

“What?” You turn around with furrowed brows.

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed.” His tone is cocky, “The texts we exchange, the way you kiss me and touch me lately… I know you’re getting smitten.”

“Goodnight, Jaehyun.” You grab your jacket and purse and get out the door.

When you get home you can’t stop thinking about what he said. You grab your phone and open your conversation with him. You cringe a little bit at how… Cute you started talking over all the usual teasing. Could you really be getting smitten?

Locking your phone, you lay on your back as you stare into the celling. Maybe you have been a little more kissy and touchy lately. Ugh, did you catch feelings and didn’t even realize? Your mind is a mess and your heart is beating like crazy. Is this what having feelings feel like? I do people live like this?

The next time you meet up at your place, no one talks about the conversation that has been on repeat inside your head, not that there’s much talking at all. But when he’s getting ready to go, you can’t stop yourself.

“You’ve been thinking about what you said.” You pull the sheets over your tired bare body.

“About what?” He continues getting dressed.

“About me being scared of my feelings and all that…” He stops with his t-shirt half way through his arm and turns to you with a surprised expression. “Maybe… Just maybe! I could give it a try…”

“Wait.” He walks to the bed and sits on the edge. “Do you mean, give us a try?”

“I guess…” You try to hold in your smile as his grows big. “But you should know I have no idea how to do this.”

“Oh, don’t worry, we’ll make It work.” Crawling over the bed, he heads straight to your lips before you stop him with a hand on his chest.

“Not so fast, I wanna do this properly.” You got him groaning at your barrier.

“What do you mean?” He leans back again.

“I believe we should go on a date first.” You propose.

“A date? Aren’t we a little pass that?” He chuckles taking a peek inside the sheets and earning himself a slap on his hand.

“Jaehyun, I never did this before so I wanna do it right.” You insist.

“OK, ok, you win.” Getting up, he continues getting dressed. “Where should we go then?”

“Don’t worry about it.” You wink making him shake his head with a smile. “How does Saturday at 7pm sounds?”

“Sounds like it’s gonna be fun!” He excitedly replies as he heads out.

“Goodnight, Jaehyun.”

When the front door closes you roll around the bed, giggling like a teenager. This feelings thing is so weird, but you gotta admit it feels kind of nice.

Saturday comes and he’s finishing getting ready when the doorbell rings. You had texted him you’d pick him up so a smile grows on his face. The first thing he sees is a huge bouquet making his eyes go wide.

“Hi.” Your head pops up from behind it with a grin.

“What is this?” He chuckles taking the flowers.

“Well, I read online it’s usual to bring flowers on date.” You shrug.

“I’m pretty sure it’s usually the guy doing this part…” He raises an eyebrow. “But I’ll take it. Let me put these in some water and we can go.”

You awkwardly wait by the door but he is quick to come back. The date is a classic one: dinner and a movie, simple but effective. You didn’t want to go overboard with it in case it went wrong, but of course it doesn’t, you already know each other so well and have so much chemistry that it had everything to go right. The conversation flows, you laugh and get to know each other even more. At the end of the day it was a very successful date.

When you drop him back at his place, you walk him to the door, laughing about a funny scene in the movie you watched.

“Here you are, safe and sound.” You smile, pleased with the outcome.

“I am.” He chuckles. ”I had a really great time.”

“Not bad for a first date, huh?” You nudge his arm.

“Not bad at all.” With that he starts to lean forward expecting a kiss but you stop him.

“You’re supposed to wait til the third date to kiss.” You whisper against his lips that are so close from yours.

“Says who?” He whispers back, not moving an inch.

“The internet.” There’s a pause and then you two start laughing. “I told you I want to do this right, I don’t want you to think I’m easy.”

“Ok, we’ll do it your way.” He finally steps back with a sigh and plays along. “Will you call me then?”

“I will.” You nod. “Goodnight, Jaehyun.”

The rest of the weekend he stays by the phone but no call, not even a text. Why are you so confusing and give him mixed feelings? He thought everything went well but now you just go silent. On Monday afternoon he sees you entering the gym and catches you right before you get into the locker room.

“Oh hey, I didn’t see you!” Your smile looks so genuine that makes his head a mess.

“Don’t tell me you’re avoiding me again.” He puts on the cutest pout.

“What?” You tilt your head. “Why would I be avoiding you?”

“Right?” You grow more confused. “You said you’d call. And then you didn’t…”

“Oh that?” You chuckle. “I read you’re supposed to wait two days to call back. I was gonna do it tonight.”

“Are you serious?” He lets out a relieved breath. “Does everything really have to be under these ‘rules’?”

“I told you I don’t know how to do it, so yes.” You explain, giving no room for him to refute any further. “Now let me go get ready, otherwise I won’t get any exercise done today.”

Jaehyun stands there looking dumbfounded as you go change. You’re so unique and peculiar, but that just makes him like you even more. One thing he doesn’t really like is that because you finally decided to accept your feelings and go on all these dates, he’s getting none so he’s growing horny and needy.

You keep going on dates and, as promised, at the end of the third one, before you say your goodbyes, you pull him in for a kiss. He takes as much as he can from the moment, not ever wanting to let go, but you eventually push him back and leave.

By the end of the fifth date you accept to come inside his apartment for one last drink before you go. You get comfortable on his couch as he prepares some light drinks and then joins you. The conversation continues like an extension of the date, with him scooting closer and closer until his mouth joins yours.

The glasses are placed on the coffee table as the kiss intensifies and you find yourself moving to his lap. His hands grip on your hips, slightly moving them back and forward to create some friction. But as you start feeling something growing under you, you quickly get up and adjust your clothes.

“Maybe we should call it a night now.” You clear your throat.

“Why?” Frustrated, he runs a hand through his hair before rolling his eyes. “Is these because of those ‘rules’?”

“Well, I read guys like to do it on the fifth date but girls prefer to wait until around date nine, so maybe we should go on a few more…” You bite your lip realising how silly these dating rules sound.

“Oh yeah?” Suddenly he gets up and takes off his shirt. “You really want to date four more dates?”

Gulping, you watch his toned torso that you know so well and miss so much. You also notice the bulge in his pants making your insides burn. In your head you start debating if you still want to do this ‘right’ or give into the pleasure.

“So?” He steps closer, voice dropping low.

“Fuck it.”

Closing the distance you instantly jump on him, legs wrapping around his waist as your arms support you on his shoulders. Good thing he works out hard and catches you like it’s nothing, resuming the kiss he wished you’d never stopped.

He carries you into the bedroom and lays you in bed. Your clothes slowly come off, the naked spots getting covered with Jaehyun’s gentle kisses. When you’re fully bare, he takes a spot between your legs, face inches away from your pussy as he blows some hair on it.

Biting your lip, you squirm on the mattress, desperate for more, but his strong hands hold your tights apart before his tongue travels between your juices folds to focus on the center of your nerves, drawing the most intricate designs and driving you crazy.

Soon his fingers join the party, slowly entering you and curling just the right way to massage that special spot. By now you’re not able to hold it in anymore and let the moans escape your lips. All those dates were fun but damn you missed how he makes you feel in bed.

You try to tell him to just fuck you already, even if it gets lost in your sinful sounds, but he seems to be focused in getting an orgasm out of you before making your wish come true. When your body shakes in pleasure he makes sure to lick all your juice before his lips make their way up so you too can taste yourself.

Then he leans back on his knees, taking his time to unbutton his pants, but now you’re impatient so you replace his hands removing the remaining clothes off his body. His jaw drops in a silent moan when you wrap your fingers around his cock, pumping it up and down.

Letting a drop of saliva fall into the tip, you smear it on the head before you start sucking on it with your hand still moving on the length. Gradually you move your mouth lower until you have all of him inside. You start bobbing your head at a nice pace, feeling him grow more if that’s even possible.

Jaehyun messily grabs your hair out of your way, biting his lip as he attentively watches his dick disappear between your lips. His precum mixes with your own taste in your mouth giving you a nasty yet delicious flavour.

You wanted to go all the way and have him explode in your mouth but he’s the one needy and desperate right now. Gently he pushes you back in in the mattress and reaches for a condom on his night stand. He rolls the rubber down his length before aligning himself in your entrance and slowly pushing in.

Pressing your tights to your torso, his hips start moving as your nails dig onto his back for support. His pace and stamina is like no other, but today it feel different. He’s still hitting all the right spots inside you but this time it feels more passionate and caring, even if he’s fucking your brains out.

After a messy kiss, he leans back, lifting one of your feet to rest on his shoulder, slightly changing the angle and making you moan louder. He joins the melody of pleasure in the room, moving faster and deeper as his orgasm builds up. You look up through half lidded eyes and smile spleeplish at that signature expression you adore, the one he makes when lifting weights as he to control his muscles.

He knows he won’t last must longer, and neither will you for your second high of the night, so he moves your leg to join the other one, positioning you on your side, and lays behind you. He wants to feel close to you when he cums so he wraps his arm around your waist, gluing his rock hard torso to your back.

To make sure you get your orgasm before him, he slips your upper leg over his hip, allowing him to hit deeper inside you as his hand moves to your clit. The circular movements of his digits along with the pace of his dick sliding in and out of you are enough to push you over the edge and you coat him in your juices.

Soon, he too is filling up the condom, his moans so close to your ear, almost making you cum again. You stay there for a few minutes, in each others arms, his cock getting soft inside you, until it starts to feel a bit nasty, in a bad way and you separate to clean up.

Back in bed, for the first time you cuddle. It’s such a simple thing but so emotionally powerful that makes you think you’ve done the right thing in letting him in. Letting your feelings in. Your head feels so right laying on his chest, it annoys you much you enjoy listening to his heartbeat as his chest heaves with his steady breathing.

“Alright, time to go.” He taps your shoulder.

“Go where?” You look at him confused.

“Home, silly.” He bops the end of your nose.

You feel like a rock was dropped to your stomach. He wants you to go home. Like you did all those other times. You thought that with dating and accepting your feeling things would be different and it would be good to spend the night, but maybe he thinks differently.

“We already had sex so there’s no point you staying right?” He continues with the most natural smile in his face.

“R-Right…” Still confused, you slowly get up but then get yanked back into his arms.

“I can’t believe you fell for that.” He laughs. “I was just kidding.”

“You idiot!” You hit his chest annoyed at how you realise this is probably what he felt all those times before.

“Shut up, you love me.” As Jaehyun cages you in his embrace you have no choice but to give in.

“Maybe I do.”

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

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spideyhexx · 4 months

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your drabbles are SO GOOD! i was wondering if u could write ab corio getting addicted to touching you (can be nsfw hehe) and always has his hand on you, esp if its instinctually :)

also ugh imagine him being touch starved after being busy with the hunger games and coming home to you … (i need him)

thank you <3

I have this feeling that he never even thought about how much he’d love touching someone or how big that desire would be once he’s found someone.

Anywhere you go with him he’s got a hand on you. At an event or gala? His arm is around your waist, keeping you tucked into his side possessively.

His arm is always linked with yours when you take a stroll through the city.

And yes, during the games he does become more busy than normal. He knows you’re feeling it and he is too. Every night when he comes home he just wants to sleep and the only way he can is if you’re cuddled up right against him.

But there would also be some nights that he wants more than a gentle and sweet touch. He wants to feel your thighs in his hands, trembling for him as he buries his face into your heat. He wants to pin your hands above your head and kiss everywhere he possibly can on your body. He’s a fiend for it, really.

I think he’d even question if it’s healthy for himself how much he loves touching you, but at the end of the day he doesn’t care at all. You’ve made it clear you wanna be his and he’s no better man. He loves that you’re completely and utterly his to touch.

talk to me about coryo here :)

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miyagihawk · 1 year

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hi love i really love your writing and i was wondering if you could do an eli "hawk" moskovitz smut where the reader (one year older if you want) gives a blowjob to hawk (you can do sub hawk and some dom reader) of course only if you feel comfortable

hi! lol got to your request super late but i just got motivation to start writing again. thank you, hope you enjoy!

say my name | eli moskowitz x reader

(ugh this gif. arms!?!?)

warnings: explicit content, 18+ only please! some mention of BDSM. so much teasing ah

summary: contrary to popular belief, eli moskowitz is a sub…

No one would ever guess that Eli, Hawk, Moskowitz loves to be dominated. By you. His whole persona to the public contradicts his submission to you in the bedroom. But you love that it was just a secret between the two of you.

Sure, you love his hand wrapped around your throat as he fucks you relentlessly. And you love when he flips you over by your waist so he could pound into you from behind.

But what feels so, so, right, is when he whines your name and begs for your touch. You in complete control.

“What are you doing?” Hawk looked down at you with playful, knowing eyes, but something dark was lingering in the blue.

“Huh?” you blinked at him innocently, continuing to trace your hand along the waistband of his boxers.

You two were watching a movie, winding down after school. While laying on his chest, your view was not only the tv, but also the imprint of his cock peeking out of his boxers. The sight of it stirred something in you.

Your head rose and fell with his now staggered breathing, as you lowered your hand down to the shape of his length. “Babe,” he moaned, in a warning tone. The point of no return.

Looking up at him, his eyes were dark and full of desire. He wanted you.

“I’m barely touching you. Why so hard already,” you teased. You wrapped your hand lightly around him over his boxers, and you felt it harden even more. His lips parted, heavier breaths leaving his mouth.

You started to move your hand slowly up and down, as you watched his tortured face scrunch up in both pleasure and pain. “J-Just quit the teasing,” he whimpered, sending a shiver down your spine.

“If you’re going to give me orders you can touch yourself,” you pulled your hand away suddenly, making him grab it and put it back where it was. You smiled, loving how much power you had.

“No. I want you to touch me,” Hawk tightened his hand around yours to make you grip his cock and stroke it up and down.

“Please?” you scolded, halting all movement of your hands.

“Please,” he whined out. Satisfied, you pulled his boxers down his legs, making his hard length be revealed to you. Positioning yourself between his legs, you ran your hands up and down his abs.

You leaned down, letting your warm breath fan out on his cock. “Is this what you want?”

He nodded, looking down at you in lust.

“Say yes,” you demanded.

“Yes,” Hawk swallowed, squirming from how swollen his dick was. You let yourself admire his state of utter obedience.

“Good boy,” you gave a singular kiss on his tip, causing him to twitch. “Now before we start, what’s our rule?”

He groaned, hoping you had forgotten the rule just this time. He could barely sputter out his words as you delivered more feathery kisses along his cock. “I…I can’t cum… unless you say I can,” he answered distractedly.

“Good boy,” you approved, and following the two words, beads of pre-cum spilled out of his tip.

You let your tongue catch them at the base of his cock, and you licked all the way until you reached the top. Hawk moaned hotly.

You put his pink tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around. Your hand stroked him up, and down at the same time. “So big, baby,” you purred, before taking more of him in your mouth.

He moaned even louder, encouraging you to bob your head slowly, taking every inch of him into your mouth.

You went faster and faster, and more moans escaped him. Your panties were so wet at his sounds. “Say my name,” you ordered.

“Y/N.” It was heaven, hearing him say it like that. So dirty, and perfect.

“Again,” you said, before putting him back into your mouth.

“Y/N,” he moaned louder.

You could tell he was close by the frequent twitching of his cock in your mouth, and how he grabbed your hair. “Not yet, my love,” you cooed, slowing down on your motions.

“I-I can’t,” Hawk stuttered hopelessly, bucking his hips up for contact with your lips. You dragged your mouth excruciatingly slow, up and down his cock teasingly.

“Not yet.”

He groaned in frustration, concentrating on not letting go. “Please.”

“No,” you denied him, moving your tongue on him in a way that you know really tortures him.

“Y/N,” your name came deep from his throat, making you cave.

“Cum for me,” you kissed his cock, bobbing up and down faster than ever. He cried out, pulling on your hair in the way you love. Hawk’s cum filled your mouth, and you watched as he was catching his breath with closed eyes.

You crawled up from his legs to allow him to wrap his arms around you. “You okay?” you giggled, running your hands through his hair.

“You kill me,” he huffed, a glimpse of a satisfied smile on his face.

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michelleleewise · 1 year

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Loki Sitting

Pairing: Avenger Loki x female reader

Warnings: lots of fluff, loki being loki, mild swearing, mild violence (brotherly fighting), cat attacks, no Loki's were harmed during the writing of this fic,

Summary: relieved that Loki is back to himself you head out of the tower to go shopping, unaware of what's transpiring....

Part of the lokitty series-

You slowly opened your eyes seeing the sun stream in through the curtains. "Ugh...no." you sighed rolling over hoping to put off the start of the day a little longer seeing your love, sprawled out on his stomach, face half buried in his pillow with his hair draped over the other half, his arms stretched under the pillow, smiling hearing a light snore escape him. You carefully scooted closer, trying not to wake him hearing him hum. You slowly reached up, gently grasping a lock of his hair placing it behind his ear.

You continued your work, carefully moving his hair, the more of his beautiful face was revealed the less you could help staring. His skin was perfect, his face serene as you reached up, his soft lips parting slightly as your finger traced a light wrinkle at the corner of his eye. "Darling..." he groaned not opening his eyes "hmm?" You hum, your finger traveling down over his cheekbones. "Your staring.." he mumbled as your thumb slowly ghosted over his bottom lip. "I can't help it, your beautiful. If anything it's your fault." You retorted hearing him laugh, a smile spreading across his face. "My fault?" He feigned offense opening one eye to look at you.

"Yes....your fault. If you weren't so pretty I wouldn't stare." You said smiling. "Mm..makes sense." He said laughing. He rolled to his back, stretching his impossibly long limbs as the duvet slid down his torso, stopping just short of his..."what are your plans today love?" He asked ripping you from your trance. You smiled leaning up on your elbow "well see, there's this guy whose hopelessly obsessed with me." You said tracing his abs with your fingers "oh really?" He asked raising an eyebrow "yes, and he insists on following me around, it's sad really..." you say, you fingers spreading across his chest "what an unfortunate situation for you." He smiled placing his hand over yours.

"Yes well, he's easy on the eyes so I allow it." You smiled "and that purr of his...." you fanned yourself, a yelp escaping you as he pushed you back onto the bed leaning over you with a devious smile "I would tread carefully if I were you love." He purred cupping your cheek "good thing your not me then." You smirked. "Do you know how much I adore you?" He asked pushing your hair back "mm...not enough that's for sure." You said feeling his fingers dig into your side "aah...hahaha no Loki!." You laughed trying to pull away from him as he drug you back. "What was that love, I couldn't hear you." He laughed, his fingers digging into your love handles making you squeal. "Hahaha...lll.....loki.....hahaha." you laughed as he pulled you to his chest wrapping his arms around you.

You panted trying to catch your breath when his lips pressed to yours, kissing you passionately as he pulled you closer, his hand traveling down your side grasping your hip as your hand tangled through his hair. You pulled back, gazing into his impossible green eyes "you know, you should grow your hair longer." You said twirling a curl around your finger. "And why is that? So you can have your way with it?" He asked smiling. "Well, if you insist..." you smiled back. "As you wish darling." He purred kissing you genlty when his phone went off on the nightstand. "Duty calls love." You smiled seeing him roll his eyes as you kissed his cheek. He rolled over picking it up as you got up walking to the bathroom hearing him groan.

You washed your hands stepping out seeing him buttoning up his baby blue shirt, his black hair contrasting against it. You walked up gently pushing his hands away buttoning the last few for him. "My apologies love, apparently there is a mandatory meeting I must attend." He sighed rubbing your arms. "It's ok, I have some shopping to do but tonight..." you trailed off looking up at him "Let's just say...whip cream is on my list." You purred reaching up pecking his lips "Mm my little minx." He smiled when a knock came at the door. "Come brother, the others are waiting." You heard Thor through the door. "Until tonight." He tilted his head kissing you one more time before leaving.

You got dressed, making you way to the kitchen seeing Peter "hey, your not at the meeting?" You asked grabbing your travel mug. "Yeah, mr stark told me to sit this one out." He said shrugging his shoulders. "Well, I am off to go shopping, would you do me a favor?" You asked grabbing your purse "sure ms y/n." He smiled "would you keep an eye on Loki for me? You know how he can get sometimes." You said "yeah sure! I mean I don't know what all I can do but I'll try." He smiled "thanks Pete, I'll see ya later." You smiled back heading to the elevator, hoping not to come back to a murder.

Peter walked out of the lab heading up to the common room looking for Loki per your request. Apparently you had received a text from him saying he was going to stab his brother and you were concerned. The elevator dinged as the doors slid open, Peter hearing none other then the God he was looking for yelling at someone "why must you be such and insufferable a..." He was suddenly cut off as Peter walked into the room seeing Thor standing there alone. "Umm, have you seen Mr loki?" He asked looking around when a small black cat jumped onto the back of the couch, his bright green eyes shimmering in the light.

"That beast..." Thor growled, pointing at it as it hissed, the hair on its back raising as it lunged at Thor's face in a ball of Fury and claws. "Cease this at once!" Thor yelled, trying to pry the animal from his face as Peter stood there in shock, watching as Thor backed up, tripping over a chair tumbling over with the cat still attached to his face, his claws sinking into his skin. "Aaahh....dammit!" Thor yelled the cat continuing to hiss and claw at him as he writhed on the floor. "Thor stop, your gonna hurt him." Peter yelled running over to him as Thor summoned his hammer. Peter made it over, scooping the cat into his arms just as Thor's hammer came down making him hit himself in the chest, knocking the wind from him.

"Serves you right, he's just a cat Thor, leave him alone." Peter said holding the little fur ball to his chest hearing him purr. "That beast...is not just a cat spiderling." Thor panted standing up when the cat hissed and swatted at him. "Maybe you should go Thor, he doesn't seem to like you." He said scratching the cats ears trying to calm him down. Thor huffed, fixing his shirt "yes well, I think your right." He said making his way past Peter "we will discuss this later." He said to the cat, hearing him hiss "your upsetting him." Peter said squeezing him tighter hearing Thor laugh "good luck with that one spiderling." He huffed, making his way down the hall.

Peter walked over to the couch, seeing a pile of clothes on the floor looking around before he sat down. "Geez, what's his problem." Peter said scratching the cats ear hearing it purr loudly. "It's ok. The big angry man is gone." He cooed at the cat. "He's not that bad really, He's just loud." Peter said continued his scratches. Peter stretched his legs out propping them on the table situating the cat in his lap draping the throw blanket from the back of the couch over it "so, where did you come from hm?" He asked, hearing it purr like a little motor boat. "Ms y/n sent me to find Mr loki, but I'm not sure where he is." He said hearing the cat meow. "We'll just wait here, maybe he'll come by." He said leaning his head back against the couch closing his eyes.

oOo

"Loki.." you called out, walking into your shared room, but were met with silence. "Hm, maybe he's with Peter." You said to yourself making your way to the small kitchen, smiling as you put the whipped cream and strawberries away before pulling out the bottle of wine setting it on the counter. You bounced on your feet pulling out the dark green teddy you bought, holding it up to yourself twirling around "he's going to love this." You said to yourself folding it and putting it in the bathroom drawer for later before your....activities.

You couldn't help the smile on your face as you rode the elevator to the common room. You had had plans last night when you returned but with the whole cat fiasco you were going to make tonight extra special. You heard the ding as the doors opened and you hopped out striding down the hall. You walked in peeking into the kitchen seeing it empty "where is eveyone?" You asked yourself walking into the common room, seeing a head of brown hair laying back against the couch. "Ah, there you..." you trailed off, the site in front of you stopping your brain.

There was Peter, fast asleep with his feet propped on the coffee table and...Loki, wrapped in a blanket burrito curled up on the couch, his head resting on Peter's leg, his hand scratching Loki's head. You crossed your arms, trying to process everything looking over seeing the clothes loki was wearing this morning in the middle of the room in a neat pile. You looked back to the couch, a noise distracting you "Is he purring?" You asked reaching down grabbing Peter's shoulder "hey...Pete wake up." You said gently shaking him seeing him squint at you "oh, hey y/n." He smiled stretching his arms "Hey, so umm....what's going on?" You asked watching him.

"Oh, I came up here looking for Mr loki like you asked. But I couldn't find him." He said rubbing his eyes "Uh huh.." you motioned for him to continue "Well then I saw Thor all upset for no reason at this little cat...oh I found a cat by the way." He said smiling when you smiled, everything making sense "well the cat apparently really didn't like Thor, and was hissing and stuff at him and he was all "I'm gonna get my hammer" he said air quoting before putting his hand back on Loki's head "mmhmm...go on." You said stifling a laugh "Well long story short I grabbed the kitty and decided to wait here for Mr loki, he usually comes down for tea but I haven't seen him yet, I must have dosed off." He said as you watched Loki press his head closer to Peter's hand as he continued his scalp massage.

"Well Pete, I'm not quite sure how to explain this." You said sitting in the chair next to the couch. "But, that cat, is not actually a cat." You said trying not to laugh. "That's what Thor said too, what are you..." he trailed off finally looking down, his eyes widening as he slowly pulled his hand back "w...what happened to the cat?" He asked, stiffening as he felt Loki begin to stur. "Pete...loki is the cat." You finally laughed seeing the look on his face. You watched as Loki slowly opened his eyes, looking over at you "mm...Hello darling." He said yawning. "Hello Love, did you have a good nap?" You asked smiling. "I did, but I had this odd dream.." he trailed off looking around. "Are we in the common room?" He asked looking at you. Biting your lip you nodded, seeing panic run across his features.

You watched him slowly turn his head, looking up at Peter, his hands in the air. "H..hi Mr Loki...sir." he smiled nervously waving his hand. You both jumped as Loki bolted up, gripping the blanket around him looking at you both, his mouth opening and closing trying to find words. He cleared his throat composing himself. "If you will excuse me." He said, disappearing in a flash of green. You stood up walking over to the couch "ms y/n, i..he.." he trailed off trying to process everything "its OK Peter, thanks for keeping an eye on him for me." You smiled patting his shoulder. "Sure...no problem." He smiled back. You made your way to the elevator, hitting the button waiting, a laugh escaping you knowing you will never let him live this down...

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✨A Bookworm’s Vengance✨

⚠️This fic focuses mainly on tickling. Please do not read it if that upsets you.⚠️

banner giving off “graphic design is my passion” vibes /ref LMAOOO (I couldn’t find better images to combine and I don’t wanna use fan art, so-)

After spending enough time with Alhaitham for him to become comfortable with hugs, Itto decided that some playful mischief was in order. (Oh how the turns will table…)

Note: This is a silly scenario I made up with a friend. She loves Alhaitham and I love Itto, so we kinda just put them in the same room to see what would happen. Basically Itto is in Sumeru because lazy writing and he’s staying with Alhaitham and Kaveh until he returns to Inazuma, also because lazy writing. We don’t need logic in silly fics like this, right?

Word count: 2682

Ah, a quiet afternoon. A perfect time for some peaceful reading. That’s what the acting grand sage Alhaitham thought anyway. He was off the clock, just minding his own business, enjoying some much needed solitude. With his noise cancelling headphones switched on, there was nothing that could disturb his peace… or so he thought.

Entirely consumed by his reading, he was about to finish the last chapter. He was stood in front of a bookshelf in preparation to put the book away and choose a different one to read. After a few more minutes, he closed the book and placed it in the shelf. While trying to decide what to read, he felt a sudden shift in the room’s vibes. He didn’t think much of it until he suddenly got jumpscared by a pair of arms wrapping around him from behind.

Ambushed? In his own home? Who would even DARE to-… wait a minute. Looking down and switching his headphones off, he quickly recognized the culprit. The one and oni, Arataki Itto. Had the scribe not looked down and seen his arms, he would’ve instinctively fought him in self defense.

“Hahaha! I got you good, didn’t I?” The oni’s joyful laughter was hard not to recognize.

“Itto, what’s gotten into you?!” Alhaitham was quite annoyed.

“What?? Can’t I give my favorite scribe a hug?” Itto replied, hugging his grumpy friend close.

“You scared me.” Alhaitham sighed, having just calmed down from the sudden ambush.

“Haha, sorry bro. Just feeling silly. What are you doing?” Itto looked over the scribe’s shoulder in curiosity.

“I’m trying to read. You’re disturbing my peace and quiet.”

“Ugh, but reading is sooo boring! Don’t you wanna do something else? Let’s hang out!”

“No thanks. I’d prefer to just read in peace. Alone.” Alhaitham wanted Itto to leave, but he didn’t seem to have understood.

“Oh come on, you haven’t even picked a book yet! You can read later! I’m bored.” Itto rocked back and forth impatiently.

“That’s too bad. I’m sure you can find another way to entertain yourself. Now, please stop moving like that, I can’t read.”

“Read what? You don’t even have a book yet…” Itto huffed and stood still as commanded. Alhaitham was somehow already focused on finding something to read. But then that silly oni decided some playful mischief was in order.

“Itto, let me go. I’m trying to think.” Alhaitham said in his usual monotone voice.

“Suuuure, I’ll let go. Lemme just-” Itto tightened the hug, lifting Alhaitham into a strong bear-hug while laughing happily.

“Ack- put me down!” Alhaitham struggled to break free while trying maintain Itto’s balance. They’d both get hurt if he fell.

“Come on! Can’t you smile a bit? I can help you!” Itto grinned and put him down, but kept hugging him for the funny.

“What are you talking ab-?!” Haitham choked on his words, interrupted by a …sudden urge to laugh? What?

“Are you ticklish? C’mon! Smile! Hehe.” Itto had started tickling him while holding him in place with the mighty hug. To both of their surprise, Alhaitham had been caught so off-guard he couldn’t hold back his deep laughter for more than a few seconds. The moment he burst into laughter, Itto couldn’t help but laugh along with him with a bright smile.

“Aw, I didn’t know the acting grand sage was so ticklish! Hahaha! Tickle tickle tickle~!” Itto playfully teased him for the funny, tickling him silly.

“Ahahahahaha!! Itto wh- hahahahah!! W-What are you dohohoing?!” Alhaitham protested and tried to break free, but Itto’s cursed nails tickled so bad he couldn’t focus properly. Even though this oni was incredibly irritating right now, hurting him was out of the question. That’d be an unforgivable crime.

“What’s the issue? I’m just helping you loosen up! You’re always so tense.” Itto replied innocently, switching spots and playfully scribbling all over the scribe’s abs, which actually earned him a surprised squeak. “Hehehe, I heard that! Do it again!” Itto said playfully, tickling the man’s tum.

“Lehehehet gohohohoho! AhahahahAHAHAHAH!!” Alhaitham began bucking and squirming more, trying very hard to break free from Itto’s clutches. But no matter where he squirmed to, the oni would follow. That and he felt embarrassed that he had just made such a high pitched noise.

“Hehe, you need to smile more!” Itto started to playfully tickle and poke at his ribs and sides, making the scribe arch his back and laugh louder before bending forward, trying to protect himself with his arms.

“Sh-shut uhuhup! AhahahAHAHAHA!! STAHAHAHAHAP!!” Unfortunately, Alhaitham was somehow unable to squirm away to safety, since Itto kept following his movements the whole time. Why the heck did it tickle so bad?!

“Aha! A weak spot! Hehehe. Tickle tickle tickle!” Itto was loving it! Seeing the usually grumpy scribe laughing out loud was certainly rare. The oni thought it was hilarious, but he stopped tickling after a few more seconds. After all, Alhaitham did say “stop.” Itto hugged him real tight again before letting go, giggling to himself.

“You good, bro? You alright?” Itto patted Alhaitham on the back while he caught his breath.

“I’m… I’m fine.” He replied, composing himself. He hadn’t been tickled in such a long time that he had completely forgotten he was ticklish. It was quite embarrassing.

“You know, you’ve got a pretty nice laugh! You should laugh more often, to be honest.” Itto said, poking Alhaitham in the side, making him jolt away. Itto giggled at his reaction but received a rather angry looking glare in response.

“Just what do you think you’re doing?” Alhaitham said angrily.

“W-What do you mean? I thought we were having fun, I was just playing!” Itto got kinda nervous, seeing how serious Alhaitham looked. “I-I didn’t know you’d get so upset..”

“Did you really think I’d to let you get away with disturbing my peace like that? Hm. Looks like I’ll have to teach you a lesson.” Alhaitham cracked his knuckles and stepped closer. Itto took a few steps back in fear.

“W-Wait, wait! Chill! I-I was just playing! Uh-” Itto tried to think of how to calm the situation down, until he made eye contact with the scribe. He wasn’t nearly as angry as he thought.

“I’ll get you for that.” Alhaitham said with a mischievous smirk, rolling his shoulders in preparation.

“Uh, um, y-you’ll have to catch me first!” Itto exclaimed, quickly dashing out of the room. Alhaitham chuckled softly to himself before chasing after him. Perhaps this would be a more entertaining way to spend his time.

The chase just lead them to the living room, with Itto running around the furniture to keep distance between himself and the scribe, but also trying not to knock anything over.

“Haha! You can’t get me!” He taunted, playfully poking his tongue out.

“Tch, how childish. Just you wait, oni.” Alhaitham replied, unaware of his own smile.

The playful chase continued like this until Haitham managed to grab Itto’s arm, quickly pulling him closer. The two then wrestled until the oni had gotten himself pinned to the floor, laughing happily at their game. He never thought Alhaitham could be so playful!

“Predictable. You put up quite the fight, though. It’s a real shame you couldn’t win.” The scribe said, looking smug.. sort of.

“What?! I’m still winning! I just- uh… I-I’m not giving up yet!” Itto replied, stubborn as ever, giggling and struggling to escape.

“Tell you what, I’ll let you go if you surrender and apologize.” Alhaitham said with a stern glare.

“Pfft- What? No way man! Why do I have to apologize? I haven’t do anything wrong!” Itto protested with a cheeky smile, trying to push his opponent away.

“Really? Attitude in your position?” Alhaitham rolled his eyes… “Sounds like you need some convincing.” …before quickly poking Itto’s sides, making him jolt and snicker.

“W-Wait! Pfft-“ Itto covered his mouth in an attempt not to laugh.

“Apologize.” Alhaitham poked his ribs.

“Pff-! N-Never!”

“Suit yourself, oni.” Suddenly, his fingers quickly began spider-tickling Itto’s ribs and sides, immediately sending the oni into a fit of loud, boisterous laughter.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Thahahat’s nohoho fahahahahair!!” Itto whined, laughing and squirming around.

“Oh, you wanna talk about fairness now, huh? The way I see it, this is fair game after you held me in place earlier. I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine.” Alhaitham replied calmly while trying to prevent Itto from grabbing his wrists.

“C’mohohohon!! Thihihis ihiHISN’T FAHAHAHAIR!! Aha-hahahaha!! Ahahat leheast y-you could s-stahahaHAHAHAND!!” Itto couldn’t do much to defend himself. Every time he managed to push those tickling hands away, they’d break free and come back in mere seconds. The scribe was relentless! He was trying to figure out which areas would grant the biggest reactions. This was a punishment, but it was almost obvious Itto was having lots of fun. Tickling him like this was very effective, but it could be worse, right?

“EEK!! BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Itto suddenly started laughing louder as Alhaitham began switching spots, tickling from his ribs to his tummy.

“Tickle tickle.” Alhaitham said with a slight smirk, now tickling all over Itto’s abs and tum to check his reactions. “AhahahahAHAHA!! WAHAHAHAIT!!”

“Oh? What was that?” He noticed how Itto’s laughter would rise in pitch every time a specific area was brushed over.

“N-Nohohothihihing!!” Itto tried to control himself, hoping the scribe wouldn’t notice.

“Hmm…” Based on the gathered information, Haitham made a guess and began tickling right below Itto’s ribcage.

“AAHAHAHAHAHA!! WahahAHAHAIT!! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEhere!!” Vibrating fingers into that area made the oni throw his head back and laugh uncontrollably, so the scribe decided to linger there for a while.

“BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! NahahahAHAHA!! IT TICKLES!!” Itto squealed, cackling and kicking uncontrollably, trying to block the sensations with his arms… which didn’t work.

“Hm. Who would’ve thought the almighty crimson oni would be so easily taken down by mere wiggling fingers?” Alhaitham bullied him calmly.

“NAHAHAHA-!! SHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!!” Itto could hardly believe it. How dare he say such a thing? To the one and oni nontheless?

“But it’s clearly true, is it not?”

“Shuhuhut ihihit!! AHAHAHA!! Thihihis is nohoHOHOT FAHAHAHAHAIR!!” Itto protested, getting a little frustrated being unable to protect himself properly.

“That’s too bad. Do you want mercy?” Alhaitham asked, quickly tickling up and down Itto’s sides and waist before he could defend.

“EEK! Y-YehehEHEHEHES!! AAHAHAHAHAHA!! Stahahahahap!!” Itto squirmed and wiggled, trying very hard to protect his sides.

Alhaitham stopped tickling for a moment so Itto could breathe.

“Ready to apologize yet, tough guy?” he asked after letting Itto calm down.

“Ehehe..! N-Nuh uh..! Haha..!” He wasn’t going down that easily.

“You really shouldn’t be so stubborn in your position.” Alhaitham said with a glare.

“Haha! Ehehe… is that all you got?” Itto replied, with a smug grin.

Alhaitham rolled his eyes in response. “Seriously?”

“I’m not giving up! I never lose! Because I’m the one and ohOHONIHIHEHEHE!! Wahahahait!! NOHOHOHOHOHO!!”

“Suit yourself, then.” Alhaitham replied, tickling Itto in random areas to keep him on his toes, and to experiment so he’d surrender.

He couldn’t help but notice a specific reaction Itto would have every time his sides got tickled; he would press his arms against them like his life depended on it whenever Alhaitham tickled upwards, which was quite suspicious. So the scribe moved the tickling elsewhere to distract him and make him move his arms, which worked quite well. Itto managed to grab Alhaitham’s wrists and push them away, but he was too tired to retaliate.

“Hahahaha..! W-What now, huh?” Itto said through his giggles.

“You’ve fallen right into my trap.”

“H-Huh..?”

Alhaitham freed his hands and quickly shoved them into Itto’s armpits, earning a loud shriek as his arms instantly shot to his sides, pressing hard to defend.

“Oh? That was surprisingly high pitched.” Alhaitham remarked, keeping his hands still. Maybe he should’ve switched his headphones on first…

“Sh-Shuhuhut it! Quiet! Pfft-” Itto tried to contain himself, which wasn’t easy with two hands right in his death spots. Squirming couldn’t do anything to save him!

“Feeling ready to apologize yet? Or should I tickle it out of you?” Alhaitham couldn’t help but smile, realizing how goofy the whole situation was. It was ridiculous, even.

“P-Plehehehease! A-Anywhere but thehehehehere!!” Itto couldn’t stand the anticipation, but he wasn’t about to admit that.

“Hm. Must be a pretty bad spot if it’s got you laughing and begging this much already.”

“Sh-Shut your m-m-*mpfft-* I-I d-dohon’t behehEHEG- GWAHAHAHA!!”

Alhaitham wiggled his hands to see what would happen, which immediately sent Itto into hysterical cackling, thrashing and wild kicking. His laughter even rose an octave. “Oops.” It certainly seemed as if Itto was incredibly ticklish there.

“AAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHOHO!! EEK! STAHAHAHAP!!” He squeezed his eyes shut in hysteria.

“Last chance, Itto. Apologize, or else this’ll get much worse.” Alhaitham threatened.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! OHOKAY OKAHAHAHAY!! EHEHAHAHAHA!! I- EEK! EhehHAHAHA!!”

“Apologize.” Alhaitham slowed down so Itto would have an easier time speaking through his laughter.

“EHEHEHE!! Ahaha!! I’m- pfft I’M SOHORREHEHEHEHE!! I’M SORRY!!” Itto squealed, wiggling and kicking his legs in desperation.

“For?” Alhaitham squeezed with his hands a few times to deal the final blow, making the oni arch his back and scream.

“HYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Quite a rare sight indeed. He was very loud, though…

“For what?” Alhaitham finally stopped the ticklish torment so Itto could calm down and catch his breath. His face was flushed red from laughing so much, gasping for air through his giggles.

“Ahahahah…! Hehehe…! Phew…!”

Alhaitham waited a moment before asking “Well?”

“I-I’m sorry for- hehe.. for ambushing you…! A-And… huff… and tickling you..! Ehehehe…”

“Hmm. You’ve had enough. I suppose I can forgive you this time. Please wait here for a moment.” Alhaitham said, pulling his hands out and getting up to leave the room for a bit. Itto was still giggling and recovering on the floor, slowly sitting up and wiping away his tears of mirth. Alhaitham quickly came back with a glass of water.

“Here. Drink up. You must be exhausted after all that...” He said with a concerned expression, handing the glass to Itto.

“Aha.. thanks bro!” Itto replied with a smile before drinking the water. He finished it rather quickly, accidentally swallowing too hard, but he didn’t say anything about that. Alhaitham reached his hand out to Itto and helped him up, feeling a bit worried.

“Are you alright? Although you kind of deserved that, I… I didn’t go too far, did I?” Alhaitham said, concerned.

“Huh? … Oh! Uh, nah, don’t worry about it. I’m a-ok!” Itto replied, smiling brightly. He recovered surprisingly quickly.

“Really? How-… I-… How? Surely getting tickled like that would’ve caused distress...” Alhaitham couldn’t believe it. How was this man “a-ok” after all that laughter? Where’s the logic in that?

“Hahaha! Not for me, at least! Somehow..? Huh, you have a point actually. Guess I’m just built different!” Itto replied, shrugging. “I am a bit tired, though, haha…”

Alhaitham just looked at him with a puzzled expression.

“Besides, I trust you, y’know. I knew you’d let me live, hahahaha! Plus, we had fun, didn’t we? I saw you smiling! Haha!” Itto said, giving the scribe a nudge.

“Wait, you thought that was fun?!” Alhaitham was shocked.

“Ha! See? I knew you had fun too! Didn’t deny it, did ya? Heheh.”

Alhaitham put his hand in his face and shook his head, chuckling to himself. “You are truly ridiculous.” he said.

Itto laughed at that remark. “Who knew such a stern bookworm like you could be so silly, eh? Hahahaha!” he said, delivering a light punch to his bro’s arm.

Alhaitham rolled his eyes and went back to his office, but was stopped by another “ambush,” except it was expected this time. Itto quickly hugged him tight from behind again, but without tickling. Then he let go when asked to so Alhaitham could read in peace.

They did, in fact, have quite a lot of fun. Alhaitham even felt relaxed, but he’d never admit that. Itto ended up taking a nap to recharge, so in the end peace and quiet was truly achieved. Surely he’ll think twice before trying such mischief again, right? Oni time will tell, hehe…

#lee!alhaitham #ler!itto #ler!alhaitham #lee!itto #tickle fic #tickle fluff #genshin impact tickling #genshin tickle #sfw tickle community #genshin impact tickle #genshin tickling #ticklish!itto #ticklish!alhaitham #my private twashcan

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bongjuce · 1 year

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scent pt 2

fic by bongjuce

prt 1 https://www.tumblr.com/bongjuce/717123192332976128/scent

notes from author aka me<3 last part of this fic id read part 1 if u haven't or else this is confusing 🧍🏽anyways hope you guys enjoyed , i need to go pray or something now from writing this, if you have any notes feel free to message me🫶🏽

warnings⚠️sweaty smelly girls, smell kink, scissoring??,readers a perv, mentions on tummy and reader having squishy thighs

enjoy🫶🏽

continued from part 1

" what do you need from me baby hm tell me" her hands sliding down your tummy to above your cunt aching for her touch" uhmmh" trying not to let your brain get to foggy to fast, you tug at her clothes" off pls abby" " want you close please touch me" thats all she needs before stripping with speed not wanting to keep you waiting any longer manhandling you a bit to lay down for her"okay okay baby ill help you so needy huh" she says giving you a few hard taps on your clit"so worked up for me, my smell do that much for you?" panting she says not actually expecting an answer. you whine a bit brain fuzzy, she lays down between you your legs wrapping around her hips coming up to your face to finally kiss you. moaning into her mouth as she sloppily kisses you not caring how messy shes doing it sucking your bottom lip a little before pulling away spit connecting you eyes hazy she says"sit up for me baby"she says after making quick work of removing your panties sticky with your slick, squishing your thighs a bit with her strong hands before taking your spot on the bed and laying down" cmere" she says waving you over onto her lap moving her leg so one is balanced under your pussy her other behind your other knee, she maneuvers you a bit so your pussys are hovering above each other a bit before bringing you down slowly to connect your cunts sticky from you rubbing your self on her pillow and her from just seeing you so worked up for her, only her. both of you letting out sounds from finally connecting.you so needy from your paused orgasm start grinding down like when you were humping her pillow abby softly guiding your hips with her hands but wanting to watch you use her to get off" yea baby just like that mmh fuck my pretty girl so desperate for me" you hum in your own world a little, you lean down to her neck inhaling her smell deeply moaning a bit when u do, hips bucking, then you lick her neck where sweat was dripping surprising abby a bit making her let out a moan into a groan realizing what you where doing, licking and kissing to her collarbones sucking a bit as you reach the slight fat from her titties humming as you do it" l-love your titties so much abs"you groan going to her nipples giving them some attention sucking hard and popping them out repeatedly till they looked puffy,abby was guiding your hips a bit harder getting worked up from your touches.

her hard puffy clit rubbing on yours so deliciously and sweet"god baby mm got me so worked up" panting a bit"think you can cum like this huh baby tell me pls" gripping your hips squeezing the fat on your ass where her fingers could reach firmly moving her hips up into yours"yes ye-ss abby so fuckin close for you" you say tearing up a bit from how good she was making you feel, putting your face into her armpit a bit so you could smell her just a bit more scent taking over your senses panting into her as she took over humping up into you hard and rough close to her own build up" cum for me baby cum"bearing her teeth while groaning at how close she was"soak me with your pretty juices baby ugh want it on me please cum cum"she says voice scratchy and commanding in your ear. suddenly it hits you shooting up a bit pleasure taking over making your shake and lose your vision.gutteral groan spilling out of you followed by tears streaming down your face finally reaching your peak. abby not far behind coming over the edge hearing you not holding back reaching your release, hands pulling you into her hard riding out her orgasm strings of curses and whimpers leaving her as you guys keep slowly grinding a bit keeping simulation till you whine to sensitive to continue.collapsing into her neck, lips and nose pressed there just nuzzling her trying to come down,feeling fuzzy still. abby glances at you smiling with a small giggle she loves you like this soft and brain in the clouds. rubbing your back wiping hair out of your face kissing your tear stained cheeks and forehead a bit, "mmhm you with me baby" mouth pressed to your forehead. kinda just humming to yourself looking up at her with slightly lidded eyes nodding she chuckles and sits up much to your dismay, but picks you up and starts off to the bathroom"come on baby cant stay stinky forever as much as you want me too" pecking you as she takes you to start a bath.

THE END

#abby anderson x reader #abby anderson smut #abby anderson x reader smut #abby the last of us #abby anderson #wlw fic #this is disgusting and i should feel some shame for writing this #tlou pt 2 #tlou x reader

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moonlight404-translates · 6 months

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A3! Takato Tasuku | SR - Tonight Will Be A Gibson | Translation

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Disclaimer: Neither English nor Japanese is my native language, but I did my best with the translation. If you find any mistakes, feel free to mention it. By the way, the director's name will be Izumi.

Ab Roller Wheel Lecture / 1

Hisoka: Zzz… Yuki: Come on. Don’t sleep while I’m taking your measures. Taichi: I want to take the measure around Guy-san’s neck, but I can’t reach it! Guy: Forgive me. I will sit down in a chair. Izumi: (It’s always so lively when they take the measures for the costumes…) Tsumugi: —ugh. Taichi: What’s wrong, Tsumugi-san?! Yuki: Taichi, you wrapped the tape measure too tight. Taichi: Oh no, I’m so sorry! Tsumugi: Ahaha, it’s okay. Yuki: Okay, Tasuku. You’re next. Tasuku: Yes, please. Yuki: The chest… then around the waist… Yuki: …It’s just me, or you’ve gotten bigger again? Tasuku: Have I? Ah, I’ve been trying a new training routine lately… Yuki: Sigh… There should be a limit to how much muscle training you do. If you get too buffed, your costume will tighten, you know. Izumi: What does Tasuku’s costume look like this time? Yuki: Since Gibson is a knight, I’m thinking about a costume design with his abs exposed. Azuma: Heh, I’m excited to see that. Homare: I’m sure our guests will be delighted to see Tasuku’s artistically trained abdominals! Tasuku: What are you talking about? Tasuku: But that just means I have to work out some more. Yuki: Are you even listening to me? Yuki: Actors have to keep their bodies in shape, don’t they? So I won’t let you off if you work out more than that. Tasuku: … Taichi: Tasuku-san is speechless… that’s so cool, Yuki-chan! Izumi: Ahaha…

Izumi: I’m back. Izumi: (What could that be? I hear lively voices from the lounge…)

Homare: Uhgn… Tsumugi: Do your best, Homare-san! Kazunari: Aririn, fighting~! Izumi: …What are you guys doing? Tsumugi: Ah, welcome back, Director. Kazunari: We’re cheering Aririn on while he tries the ab-roller wheel! Izumi: Tries the ab roller wheel…? Tsumugi: The editorial department seems to have sent it to Homare. Homare: I can’t find time to exercise when I’m absorbed in writing a new work. But since the performances will start soon, I must strengthen my stamina. Homare: …My editor seemed to have heard that monologue and decided to send it to me. Izumi: That explains it… Homare: I wanted to try it promptly, but it’s more complicated than it seems…! Homare: Uhgn… Tsumugi: You can do it, Homare-san! Kazunari: Hang in there~! Tasuku: …I’m back. Homare: Hah, Tasuku-kun! You came just in time!

Ab Roller Wheel Lecture / 2

Tasuku: …What are you doing? Homare: Just what you see! Tsumugi: Homare-san received an ab roller wheel from his editor, so he’s trying it out. Kazunari: And we are here cheering him on! Homare: But who other than Tasuku-kun can show us how to do it? Homare: Then, could you please give us a lecture? Tasuku: Why do I have to…? Kazunari: Why not? It’s no biggie! Tsumugi: Tasuku, you always do it, don’t you? Tasuku: …Well, that positive attitude towards muscle training is praiseworthy. Tasuku: Pay attention. Tasuku: Hmph…! Homare: Ooh… Tasuku-kun’s so impressive. Izumi: It’s not nearly similar to what Homare-san was doing… Kazunari: Looking at Takusu makes me feel like we can do it too~. Kazunari: Tsumu Tsumu, don’t you wanna try it? Tsumugi: Me? Will I be able to do it…? Homare: Do your best, Tsumugi-kun! Tsumugi: Ugh… Tsumugi: T-This… is not good for my lower back. Kazunari: But the wheel is not moving at all! Tsumugi: E-Even so, my body… Tasuku: For a beginner, it would be better to put the knees together. Tasuku: If you overdo it, it will be like Tsumugi said. So be careful. Tsumugi: I get it now…! Tsumugi: You’re right. It’s completely different from doing it with the knees apart. Tsumugi: But I can feel it’s working on my abdomen. Kazunari: Really? Let me try it! Homare: I’m going after Kazunari! Tasuku: These guys…

Choice 1: They seem to be having fun.

Izumi: Thanks to Tasuku-san, everyone seems to be having fun. Tasuku: Sigh… they are like children. Izumi: It really helps a lot to learn from someone who works out regularly. Tasuku: Why don’t you try doing muscle training, Director?

Choice 2: That was great advice!

Izumi: That was great advice! Tasuku: I don’t think advice is the word for it. Izumi: But just a small hint can make a big difference. Tasuku: If you’re also interested, Director, I can teach you whenever you want.

Izumi: Ehm… Sure, if I get the chance!

Homare: Ooh, Hisoka-kun! That hairstyle truly looks good on you. Hisoka: …Arisu’s glasses don’t look bad either. Guy: That costume suits you, too, Yukishiro. Azuma: Fufu, thanks. The relaxing colors on yours go perfectly well with you, Guy. Tsumugi: … Tasuku: What’s wrong? Tsumugi: …It’s just that you look like Fuyuki, Tasuku. Tasuku: You think so? Tsumugi: Maybe it’s the way your hair falls in the front. Yuki: …Hey, you. Tasuku: …! Yuki: …You did it again, didn’t you? Yuki: The costume looks tighter than I thought. Izumi: It was the ab roller wheel fad. Tsumugi: Everyone was doing it as Tasuku taught us. It seems that made him warm up toward it. Yuki: Sigh… I’ll make you regret what you did, musclehead. Yuki: If this happens again, the costume costs will come from your pocket money. Tasuku: … Yuki: And yet you will do it again. Hisoka: Tasuku’s pocket money… Azuma: Fufu, that sounds good.

#a3! translation #tasuku takato #a3!#a3! tasuku #a3! backstage story #a3! winter troupe 10th play

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fayeandknight · 10 months

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I've been trying to write this post all week but it's such a jumbled mess I figured I'd start over. While it is service dog related, it really more of an attempt to figure out navigating life as a disabled person in a very visible way.

I recently received a wedding invitation from my cousin for October. My sister also recently got engaged and is full force wedding planning. While I am very happy for both couples, I know whatever decision I make about cousin's wedding will be linked in my family's mind to sister's wedding.

And that decision is basically whether or not I will bring Forte in a working capacity.

The first, and most important, question is can he successfully work such an event? If his progress continues the way it has been, I do think the answer is yes. If, for any reason, I think the answer is no I won't take him.

But how do I approach possibly bringing him? Do I reach out to cousin and let them know I am planning to bringing Forte? Do I give them the option to say if they are okay with him being there? If I don't bring him I'd probably need to leave shortly after the actual wedding. At best I could maybe handle an hour of the reception before needing to leave to avoid suffering repercussions publicly.

If I do reach out to say that, how do I do so without it sounding like an ultimatum? Because I don't want it to come across as 'let me bring my dog or I'm not staying for your reception'. It's just facts, I can't handle being there that long without assistance from my SD. (As far as task training, Forte is probably about 85% fully trained. There's one or two we're still polishing up bu he does have the skills I would need.)

I can already hear my mother getting upset at the idea of my bringing him. That I would be taking attention away from the couple. That I've been to weddings before without a dog. That it's just one night. Etc. Ad nasm.

And I know this will stem from a) her feelings about my bringing an SD to my sister's future wedding and b) my family's persistent mindset of my disabilities not being truly disabling because it's not visibly obvious to them. They don't count the days after major events that I spend holed up recovering. Or my having a breakdown, or my literally fleeing in a full on flight mode panic, or whatever as my being disabled. It's just me being dramatic.

I'm already planning to not stay the full night or book a hotel room. It's only about an hour drive home. However I cannot safely (for myself and everyone else on the road) make that drive if I don't leave before things get bad. And I'm historically bad at accurately identifying/mitigating things before they get bad. That is a huge part of what Forte does for me.

So what do I do?

Part of me just wants to bring Forte (if I deem him capable of working) and not say anything. To avoid any pushback before hand by not informing people. But I fear an in the moment confrontation if I just show up with him. Plus I have a strong sense of fairness and do feel it would be unfair not to at least give the couple a heads up.

Service Dogs get a lot of attention, particularly when they are in places people don't expect to see a dog. I don't want to cause a scene by having him, or at least not take any steps to mitigate said scene.

Maybe if I approach cousin with it before hand word can be spread that someone with a service dog will be in attendance and to just ignore the dog? It won't save me from all unwanted attention but at least it won't be a complete shock to everyone?

In a lot of ways, I'm a very new handler learning how to navigate life with such a visual marker of my disabilities when previously I've flown under the radar.

Faye primarily worked for me when I wasn't in frequent contact with family and then the height of the pandemic. So I know how to handle complete strangers. But it feels different with people I know, particularly those I know but am not that close to.

Ugh.

I feel so much stress about it and I wish I could just put the whole matter to bed as quickly and cleanly as possible.

Anyway if you made it this far here's a picture of Forte from agility practice. He is in alert stand by mode because I've been needing him a lot lately due to the stress of this situation.

#dogblr #forte #belgian tervuren #service dog in training #psychiatric service dog #sdit #invisible disability #visible disability #navigating life as an sd handler #family drama #i hate how much attention service dogs get #i wish people could just be chill about them #i hate conflict #but i can't keep pretending im not disabled #i want to be able to live my life #and living it means using the disability ais of a service dog

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giggly-squiggily · 9 months

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Mental Image (Big Windup)

Heyo! Guess who has more Big Windup content to share? This girl! I love the characters so much y'all, and Abe has been sitting there waiting for me to write him as a lee- so here we are! I hope you like it! :D

I'm tagging you in this @intheticklecloset cause I know how much you love these boys :D Take that, hehe >:D

CW: Swearing

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@cupcake-spice13

Summary: Mihashi's struggling to figure out this whole smiling thing, so Abe and Tajima try to help him out- sorta.

“When you get up on that pitcher mound, wear a big smile!”

Mihashi tried. He practiced in the mirror when no one was looking. He pulled on his cheeks. He tried to mold the wobbly cringe that was his mouth into what he hoped would come off as a confident smile.

Nothing. He looked terrified. Well- at least what he saw reflected what he felt.

“This isn’t working…” He groaned to himself, tucked away in the dugout’s corner after another failed attempt to smile. He thought he was doing well until Tajima told him he looked like a guilty criminal trying to lie his way out of a murder.

From terrified to guilty- and now even murderous. This smiling thing was difficult.

Footsteps approached, followed by a weight flopping beside him on the bench. “Ugh, my legs are gonna be sore for days.” Abe groaned as he tugged off his gear. “How about you? Are you holding up alright, Mihashi?”

“Eh? Erm, y-yeah, I’m fine…” The pitcher ducked further into his arms, ears red. How could he face Abe after such a disastrous attempt to follow his advice?

“Hm…” The catcher raised a brow at him, suspicious. “Mihashi, are you still hung up on what Tajima said?”

Silence.

“Do you want me to go talk to him?”

“N-no! No, please…it’s okay.” Mihashi startled up in a panic, rapidly shaking his head.

“Then what’s eating at you?”

Mihashi chewed on his lip, forcing the words to come out. “I…I’m trying to do as you said. Wear a b-big smile when I go to the pitch…but it won’t come out right.” He ducked lower in his arms, ears burning. “I’m sorry, I can’t seem to d-do it..”

Abe blinked. Then he reached out and poked Mihashi in the armpit.

“That’s it? Man, and here I thought it was something else.” He shook his head with a grin as the other boy spasmed, giggles bubbling over. “Look, I know I told you to do that, but you don’t have to follow everything I say. I’m your teammate, not your master.”

“I know that! I just…want to.” Mihashi shrunk some, rubbing his side. “It’s good advice, I think-know!” He looked up wide-eyed at Abe’s amused smile. “I-I want to smile on the mound!”

“Heh, fair enough. Well, forcing it isn’t gonna work. We’ve figured that out already.” The catcher leaned back in his seat, gracefully ignoring the burning blush Mihashi wore at the comment. “What you need is a mental image. Something you can think of that makes you smile naturally. So,” Abe raised a brow at him expectedly. “What’s something that makes you happy?”

“Oh-uh…I don’t really know? Um…pitching?”

“How about something unrelated. Family? Friends?”

“Erm…”

“Pets? Random dog videos?”

Mihashi tried, racking his brain for ideas. Alas, nothing came to mind, too racked with performance anxiety.

“This might be a problem.” Abe sighed just as Tajima bounced over, dirty and gleeful.

“What is? Is Mihashi trying to smile again?” The cleanup batter giggled at the memory, turning to the mentioned boy with shining eyes. “I won’t laugh this time- give it another go!”

“Tajima, not now- we’re in the middle of something.” Abe waved him off, but the other was already getting comfortable, tossing off his helmet and stretching his arms high. “Go do that somewhere else- you stink!”

“Look who’s talking, Mr. Spring clean!” The smaller boy reached out, poking Abe in the gut. “Don’t act like you smell like roses and sunshine just because you stayed squatting all morning! We all stink here- right Mihashi?”

“Uh-”

“Right! See, he agrees!” Tajima was still poking, increasing the amount of fingers when Abe started to squirm, lips trembling. “Come on- say it with me! We stink!”

“Tahhahajimahaha, nohhohoho! Gohohoho awahahahy!” The catcher batted at his hands, giggle breaking up his words. He tried his best to double over and block him out, but that only seemed to encourage Tajima to go for the ribs. “Nohohoho, not theehhere!”

“Aww, is someone a teensy weensy bit ticklish? Is he?” Tajima cooed, bringing his other hand into play as he tapped along his ribs. “Say you stink to and I’ll stop~”

“Nehehehehehver!”

Mihashi sat in awe, eyes wide and mouth agape at the sight. He had no idea Abe was ticklish- let alone THIS ticklish! He thought he was bad…

“Mihashi! Watch this!” Tajima winked before closing the gap, squatting down so he could tuck himself into Abe’s defenses. Within minutes, his hands were on his sides, going straight for the lower ribs.

“TAHAHAHJIMAHAHAHHAHA!” Abe arched backwards with a squeal, loud and high pitched. He jerked back so harshly his hat flew off his head, revealing his smiling face to the pair. Mihashi forgot how to breathe, absolutely mesmerized by the sight. “STHAHAHAHHAP THAHHAHAHAHT- NOT THEHEHEHHERE!”

“Do you still think you smell good? Huh, do you?” Tajima cooed, burying his face into Abe’s belly for extra tickles. “You know what to saaaay~”

“AHEHAHHAHAHAH FUHUHUUUHUUHUCK! GEHHAHHAHHAHAHA! FIHIIHIHNE FIHIHIHIIHNE!” Abe cried, rapidly slapping at Tajima’s shoulder. “FIHIIHINE WE AHAHHAHAHALL STHIHIIHIHIHINK!”

“See? Now was that hard?” Tajima sat back, grinning like a goon as Abe slumped, arms hugging his trembling frame as he gasped for air. “And that, boys, is how we get Abe to agree to just about anything.” Standing up, he ruffled Mihashi’s hair as he passed, Coach Maria calling out to him for another drill. “Bye guys!”

“Ahahahsshole…” Abe groaned, lying flat against the bench as he reached for his discarded hat, pulling it over his flushed face. “Fohohor the record..I ohohonly said that so he’d stohohop…I dohohn’t stink, right?” When no response came, he moved his hat with a raised brow.“Oi, are you even listening?”

“Huh? O-Oh, yeah, I am.” Mihashi nodded. “We smell bad, I got that.”

“What, no I said I don’t stink!”

“Eeh, sorry-!”

“Boys, come on! Time for drills!” Saved by Coach Maria it seemed.

Abe made a noise of complaint as he got up, pulling his gear back on. “Ah man, we never did figure out what makes you happy, did we?”

“It’s okay. I actually think I have it now.” Mihashi nodded, pulling his hat low as he turned to the field. Abe missed the slow smile spreading over his lips as he replayed the scene of Abe smiling again and again in his head, burning it into his memory.

Maybe this smiling thing wasn’t so hard after all.

Thanks for reading!

#big windup #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #mihashi ren #abe takaya #tajima yuuichirou #tickles for the boy #he deserves them all #akljrejkarjekjrajkrjkae #I love them your honor #this show has got me in a choke hold and I'm okay with that kajejrkakjerjka

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