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fishermanshook · 16 days

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LOVING YOU IS ALL I NEED!

( batter , first officer & forward relationship h/c's ) + gn!reader

# think of this as a pt. 2 to this fic , grammar and spelling warning

INTRO

How these men show their undying love for their one and only—you.

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✦— THE BATTER

Ganji Gupta didn’t dare dream of the day he’d find his one and only, his true love, someone to grow old and tired with until his heart gave out on itself. Unfortunately, his newfound situation halted any progress he could’ve made.

That was until you arrived at the manor with a letter to hell in your hands. That was until he got to know you better. That was until you shared your first kiss on New Year’s Eve. Ever since then, he’s been completely and utterly yours.

Ganji Gupta is the type of man to show his love and devotion to you through meaningful Acts of Service. There’s little to nothing the Batter wouldn’t do for you. He isn’t above taking hits for you in matches when needed, and he will use his last ball to save you from getting sent back to the manor.

Ganji Gupta who, as much as he loves being on his own, gets a bit lonely at times. Therefore, he loves nothing more than to spend some Quality Time with you. He prefers long walks around the perimeter of the manor and also enjoys getting to rest his head in your lap as the two of you lounge about.

Ganji Gupta teaches you the recipes passed down to him by his Mother. It makes for a great way to spend time together whilst making sure he doesn’t forget them in the process. Cooking with you brings back bittersweet memories and reminds him of his Mother all too much.

Ganji Gupta frequently wakes up from relentless night terrors. He’s heard of other Survivors describing their own experiences with them but didn’t think it would happen to him. Now he finds himself waking up in a cold sweat and alone in bed with nobody to calm him down. This leads to him sleeping in your dorm room more often than not in a way to help combat these nightmares. Hopefully, he can get some rest tonight thanks to your help.

✦— FIRST OFFICER

Who doesn’t know the brave young man Jose Baden? The Sea Knight who wields a pocket watch said to have been blessed by Posiden himself, the artifact that always ensures smooth sailing? The First Officer is punctual, humble, and always knows what he wants. He just didn’t expect it to be you.

Nonetheless, the heart can guide a man better than any map can. He may indeed have fallen for you first, but you undeniably fell harder. Although, who wouldn’t with the way he constantly sweeps you off your feet?

Jose Baden is always true to his words when it comes to you, and therefore showers you with Words of Affirmation. It makes communication between the two of you much easier when there’s nothing to hide. And there are only so many words to describe his love for you, so we’ll have to start from the top and work our way down.

Jose Baden, who cannot keep his hands off you. No matter where the two of you are. Physical Affection is this man's specialty and has been embedded into his DNA. It's the simple things like his pinky finger being entwined with yours or his arm around your shoulder, holding you close.

Jose Baden isn’t afraid to show his love for you in front of others and would never shy away from it. It’s truly a gift to be head over heels, so why hide it? Why not show off what he’s got and everything that’s so precious about ‘em?

Jose Baden who can’t help but take a hit for you in games. He doesn’t ever want to see your blood spilled, and would rather have his coat on the map instead. He’s ready to face the stern talking you’ll give him after the match, but you’ll patch him up anyway.

Jose Baden doesn't like admitting the fact that he misses the sea badly. The things Jose would do just for an evening back on the ocean are wild and many. The closest thing he's got is Lakeside Village, but even the calming waves that brush upon the shore can't heal the pain in his heart. The Officer will admit his feelings to you in an act of desperation and comfort. And comfort he receives from you. From cuddling and listening to him rant about the ocean for the 100th time to peppering his face with soft kisses that seemingly never stop.

✦— FORWARD

Said to have been the creator of Rugby himself, you always want William Ellis on your team. He successfully lifts the spirits of all his teammates while headbutting into the Hunter just before they use excitement. It's the thought that counts, right?

To have William in your corner means to have someone who is with you through thick and thin. Someone who will stick by your side until the end of time itself. And until you can finally realize just how much the Rugby Star adores you.

William Ellis who can’t help but hold you close. Physical Affection is this man’s go-to for showing how much he loves you. Like Jose, he will never feel embarrassed or ashamed when showering you with his form of love and affection. He’s either got an arm around your waist or your hand in his—there’s no in-between.

William Ellis loves Giving Gifts just as much as he loves Receiving Them. While the Forward’s not the best at picking out pre-made gifts, he is the best at making ones straight from the heart. Using his clues and fragments, he’ll craft something he finds worthy of gifting you. Whether it be something like a small, red box in the shape of a heart or a bracelet that has your and his initials on it, the gifts are all made with you in mind.

That being said, William Ellis will treasure anything you gift him in return. And that can be anything. Silly little notes passed underneath the table during dinner. A beaded anklet that has left a tan mark because he never takes it off. Or a smaller version of his Ruby ball with every stitch being almost exact.

William Ellis who’s afraid he might not be good enough for you. Who fears that one day he may be forgotten by everyone he’s ever loved. Maybe that’s why he works so damn hard. To prove to himself (and others) that he’s worth remembering. Fortunately, there’s no need to go the extra mile when it comes to you. William’s proven himself more than enough already, hasn’t he?

note: a little gift for all my Ganji, William, and Jose lovers out there. made 4: @rieuvie + @williamkisser + @ch6douin +@jklovu + @5ku11h34rt

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kekeiraa · 2 months

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laundry and taxes

#me omw to redraw kevjose as every angsty quote/scene known to mankind:#i was listening to careless whisper while drawing this #idv #identity v #fanart #identity v fanart #idv fanart #art #idv jose #jose baden #idv first officer #jose idv #idv kevin #kevin ayuso #kevin alonso #idv cowboy #kevin idv #kevjose #idv ship

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reasonxtro · 15 days

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Posting again,hello chat

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otakusparkle · 7 months

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Identity V Halloween 2022 Candy Giving Icons (Survivor) Part 4

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bonezoid · 29 days

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requests from twt :-)

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zelvgar · 4 months

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#identity v #jose baden #kevin ayuso #kevjose #idv cowboy #idv first officer

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goocasden2 · 1 year

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chucklesome critters again

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sirenjose · 4 months

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Theory regarding Kevin's 4th Letter

TLDR:

Orpheus sent Kevin to drug contaminated racecourse

Kevin drugged in basement (like Alice) before able to leave

Both Kevin and Jose have strange headaches that go away soon before they're to leave

Kevin & Jose in Emma's 2nd game?

Alice went to the racecourse. Orpheus has her dig up the box/gem herself (while they not around). Soon after, she hallucinates Mary as Frederick, and shortly thereafter is knocked out (after something flies into her face).

Kevin exits his game after drinking a drug. Orpheus later tasks him with “repairing the racecourse”. Once he’s finished, Orpheus holds a banquet for him, during which Kevin talks about his past. Orpheus presses him regarding whether Kevin remembers Angelina is alive or not. Following this, Kevin discusses having had frequent headaches, but they’ve gone away. He suspects the wine. Despite his headaches having gone away, he says “everything I said grew increasingly blurry in my mind”. In any case, he states he’s leaving “once I wake up in the morning”.

The backstory for Kreiburg Racecourse explains that, on the opening day of Lily’s father’s “expensive new horse racing series”, Cyanus, the “White Steed of Death”, “went berserk and caused a trampling incident” (and potentially scaring other horses as a result). In Ashes of Memory part 1 it describes it as a “fatal stampede”. Before this, it was said Mary Kreiburg would pin a cornflower on Cyanus and the rider as a “victory blessing”.

Both Alice and Kevin go to the racecourse. If there were drugs somewhere at the racecourse, such as in the ground or in the cornflowers (or on/in the box potentially), to make Alice hallucinate, potentially set up purposefully by Orpheus, it’s possible Orpheus did the same thing to Kevin. No, Kevin doesn’t hallucinate, but we do see he’s having issues remembering. Maybe Orpheus just switched out the drugs he was using from Siren Song for Alice to Hydra or Mnemosyne for Kevin.

(I wonder then if Orpheus purposefully sent Kevin to the racecourse, knowing what would happen and/or to affect Kevin even more with the drugs over a longer period of time. I wonder if he sent anyone else that escaped their game to do this before they could leave to do the same to them.)

While comparing Alice and Kevin, Kevin says he plans to leave in the morning, but there’s no proof that this is exactly what happened.

Alice was knocked out twice (likely both times by Orpheus), and after the 2nd time she was sent to the secret basement and given Hydra. It’s possible something similar happened to Kevin. Potentially either he was knocked out before he could leave or was taken while he was out (potentially drugged to ensure he stayed asleep, likely with the Orpheus coma drug) and sent to the basement at the point. Once there, Orpheus could either give him Mnemosyne to forget what’s happened during the game and/or Hydra to reconstruct his memory to make him think Angelina is alive.

We already know Orpheus is quite interested in messing with Kevin’s memories to make him think she’s alive, to the point Kevin says Orpheus “ignored my unhappy silence and pried, trying to force an answer out of me. Shattered glasses, overturned silverware, shaking figures... It wasn't until I expressed my desire to leave that he realized how rude he'd been. After repeated apologies, he returned to his polite self, then nodded with satisfaction and went on listening to the story”. Considering that sort of reaction, it would be easy to believe Orpheus isn’t ready to let go of Kevin yet, and thus would be interested in reusing him in his experiments.

Now I want to go back to Kevin mentioning his headaches. Right after this he says “everything I said grew increasingly blurry in my mind”. Oracle from the 2nd anniversary did have some side effects beyond the main one (namely dizziness, and the manor owner said he wanted to work on eliminating those side effects). And even though it’s not part of the main story, the Eternal Beauty and Delphi drugs from Truth & Inference that are described in the Zinaida anniversary event seem to clearly be meant to parallel or at least relate to Orpheus’ drugs from the main story, and these 2 drugs were described to have side effects (this time hallucinations and drowsiness). So I think it’s likely Orpheus drugs also had side effects, some of which could include “headaches”, while another drug could cure the headaches but at the same time cause his memories to blur.

Actually, the Oracle drug would fit here. If the food at the banquet Orpheus provided had Oracle, while Kevin ate it, there’d be no effects, but once he stopped taking Oracle, he would forget everything that happened while he had been taking Oracle. Only issue is Netease seems to have replaced Oracle with the 4 drugs we know of from the Time of Reunion drug list (Orpheus, Mnemosyne, Siren Song, and Hydra). But who knows. Maybe one of them does something similar (or they could work in Oracle somehow). Anyways.

Speaking of Kevin’s headaches, I happened to notice that Jose actually describes something similar happening to him. In Jose’s 4th letter, he talks about waking up with “another splitting headache”, which implies he’s had more than one headache. His headache though seems to have been “alleviated” once he found the umbrella.

In the letter it states “’You can take everything you find there.’ At least this time, the voice in my head isn't just full of lies”. It’s possible Orpheus was the one to tell Jose this. Jose then says he plans to leave soon.

It’s curious both Jose and Kevin complain of headaches, both after they leave the game, but then the headache goes away soon after they complete their tasks (Kevin fixing the racecourse, Jose finding the umbrella) and soon before they are to leave. Not to mention Orpheus seems to have likely been involved with both.

Kevin we know Orpheus is interested in to make him think Angelina is alive.

Jose we know is someone Orpheus “treasured the opportunity to use”, to the point he considered suspending the experiment when Jose’s mental state seemed to deteriorate too much, and calls Jose a “’gift’ from a friend who passed away”.

Orpheus was the one to throw Kevin the banquet before Kevin leaves, and Jose Orpheus may have told Jose to go to the room he found the umbrella in and that he could take whatever he found.

Either potentially could’ve been drugged before they could actually leave, so Orpheus could ensure he could reuse them in his experiments.

Kevin potentially could’ve been exposed to drugs while at the racecourse, as well as potentially in the food Orpheus gave him during the banquet. Jose could’ve also been subjected to drugs, potentially in the breakfast he ate before leaving, or potentially somewhere in the room he found the umbrella in (what if the umbrella itself had been sabotaged or contaminated with drugs?)

Considering the umbrella is still at the manor when Alice is there, we know something happened to Jose. And if something happened to him when he thought he was able and ready to leave, something similar could’ve happened to Kevin.

If anything, there is Emma’s 2nd game. After she escapes from Arms Factory, we know she was put with another group of people. These “new friends” had “warned me in secret to keep a record of everything, just in case my memories would start to deceive me. They said their memories were like children’s jigsaw puzzles, and there were gaps and parts that did not fit”. This comment tells us that the others Emma is with have had their memories tampered with. They have forgotten some things, meaning Mnemosyne is likely to blame, while other parts “did not fit”, implying Hydra is likely the cause.

We know both Kevin and Jose have memory issues. Kevin is the most obvious, though Jose we know has seemingly forgotten parts of his game, considering he doesn’t seem to remember what happened to the others in his game (Edgar and Vera at least). There’s also how he describes seeing the umbrella “for the very first time” in the greenhouse, even though we know the umbrella was at Lakeside during his game.

At least for this latter issue, it is possible that Jose went to the ship where the umbrella was at and didn’t actually see the umbrella while he was there. Wu Chang’s 3rd letter states Jose noticed an “abnormal watermark”, but never specifically says he saw the umbrella. We know Patricia describes Jose as a “psychic medium” so it’s possible Jose at that point forgot everything, but it’s hard to say.

In any case, the point is it’s possible Kevin and Jose could’ve been some of Emma’s “new friends” in her new game/group. That then just leaves what happened to them and Emma afterwards, by the end of that game.

(This is honestly less of a complete theory and more I just started writing this because I noticed some curious similarities I couldn’t let go of while rereading stuff, even though I didn’t quite know what everything may mean yet due to a lack of info at this time)

(Though it’s possible something else happened to Jose.

It’s possible he disappeared similar to those in game 6 considering Jose’s 4th letter being wet and the parallels/implications from the Christmas event and his skin)

(It’s also possible whatever happened to him during the game happened again considering the heavy rain/storm and how this affects the umbrella/magnetic fields, and we know from Wu Chang’s 3rd letter this did affect Jose, and it ties to his Bobolink skin)

(So for all we know Jose just disappeared, just without the umbrella. Or maybe he is with Kevin in Emma’s 2nd game. For now all I can do is suggest possibilities. Hopefully we get more answers soon)

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t0bey · 9 months

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Happy birthday to my favorite hunter 🫶

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chawawanya · 2 months

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I asked on Twitter what IDV characters people wanted to see in my style, and got way more requests than I thought !! It was supposed to be only 6 at first but I'm going to make all of them... Here is the first batch !!

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corruptedroses · 10 months

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— For the Thrill of it

Fandom — Identity V Pairing — First Officer | Jose Baden/transmasc! reader Summary — He can never seem to keep his hands off of you, even in those hot, sticky moments of a game. Content Warnings — reader is pre-op, fingering, gentle dirty talk Word Count — 2.04k Author's note — Same commissioner as "To Indulge in Treasure"

Time never seemed to pass in the manor the same way; some days were longer, some days were shorter, and sometimes you didn’t get to see the sun at all. What remained consistent with the outside world that you knew and loved, however, was the summer months seemed to come just as quickly. Games became longer as survivors and hunters alike would attempt to find shade, modesty was considered inappropriate in favour of keeping cool.

Yet you were doing anything other than keeping cool, especially when José was around. The thundering heartbeat of a hunter had forced the two of you to hide in the locker you were in now, forced to stare out as the chase had begun.

Yet his hands had never stopped wandering over your body, your waist, your thighs, his gaze never faltering as he began to devour you with his mouth, fingers slowly beginning to inch under.

“Won’t they hear us in here?” You whispered, your blood already beginning to pulse deep in your veins as it migrated south, a place where José seemed very keen to keep against his knee.

“Only if you’re loud.”

His hands were already up your shirt as he spoke, your eyes peering out of the slats to watch as Joseph chased one of your friends around the ruins that lived in the Sacred Heart Hospital. Between José’s heavy breaths and the way he dragged his knee across your throbbing, dripping core, shorts having already been pulled down to expose you, your own breath was unsteady, hands weaving themselves into Jose’s hair as he peppered small kisses down your neck.

Even in the thrall of danger, this man could not resist groping at your chest. He needed his hands on you constantly, he needed to touch you, taste you, feel you, even if it meant risking the two of you being hurt — or killed, whichever came first.

His libido was one that could never be satiated, one that could never be tamed, yet that was what you had come to love about your darling sailor as he held you close, sticky, sweaty skin pressing against sticky sweaty skin. The locker was oddly cool for the day, even as the sun bared down its rays against the metal that had burned your hand as the two of you forced yourselves in, but yet even that was thrown into the back of your mind as you allowed your legs to spread slightly more, letting his body slot more against your own.

“Hate it that you’re wearing this,” José couldn’t help but mutter against your skin, his fingers beginning to slowly inch the shirt that you wore up and up, exposing your skin slowly as he growled, “This is another man’s shirt.”

“August was the only one to let me borrow one and he can at least fit me.” It wasn’t like many of the survivors owned crop tops and singlets often, and if they did it was probably something that was more akin to a piece of lingerie. Your darling knew this, of course, being one of the people who did not own a single piece other than a long-sleeved shirt, but yet his eyes darkened at being able to smell the other man on you, almost as if he was trying to mark you for himself.

“He won’t mind if it comes back dirty, won’t he?” It wasn’t even a question to you as he forced the singlet off your body, his hands coming to your chest as he fondled and squeezed at the mounds that always caught his interest, “I much rather them free, handsome men don’t need shirts after all.” Even if the locker was far too small to even consider the possibility of turning around, it didn’t deter him from leaving bites along your skin, your nipples being brushed against callouses as he squeezed and caressed and held them.

Your forehead pressed against the cool wall of the locker, letting out little gasps and grunts as you ground down on his knee, needing the friction, needing to find the release that had you practically drooling across his knee. Your hand slowly travelled down, fingers wetting themselves with you as you slowly began to circle your clit, feeling the way your legs jolted with each circle, each brush.

Yet the moans that wanted to escape died into a silent scream as a sword pierced between the slats right in front of your eyes, José’s own movements pausing as the two of you watched the sword, watched the Frenchmen outside as he grunted and groaned, a sizeable welt already blooming across the middle of his face.

“Take that, you fucking bitch!” Ganji’s thick accent echoed through the silence, the distant sound of a cipher popping being the only other thing heard as a crack echoed through the air, what seemed to be a ball knocking Joseph upside the head before you heard Ganji begin to run away.

“Why do they give the survivors bats?” You could hear the Frenchman grumble as the sword exited the locker, your back pressing firmly up against José behind you as to avoid being nicked by its blade, “Martha was bad enough with her…” his words trailed off as the man began to talk in French, watching as the blue coat began to walk off, his fancy shoes crunching the dirt underneath him as he turned the corner.

You only relaxed the moment you couldn’t hear the ramblings anymore, your head tilting backwards against José shoulder, his hands still firmly on your chest. “Thought he heard us.”

“So did I…”

As the silence passed, you broke out into snickers first, your snickers turning into snorts as you processed what had just happened. “Imagine if he had found us.” You laughed, your hair sticking to your neck as you nuzzled into his shoulder, “Would’ve been so mortifying.”

“I think he’d pass out on the spot seeing how lucky I got to get booty like this.” You couldn’t help but groan as Jose pressed a kiss against your temple, yet his hands didn’t stop wandering, pushing your shorts further down your thighs as he nuzzled and kissed you, “we should probably get this over with, Helena is the one doing the ciphers after all.”

Oh, Christ, you had forgotten about Helena; the woman was probably beginning to brew her anger faster than her fingers would fly on that keyboard… and her cane would certainly fly true if she was made to decode more than three ciphers. Ganji was probably in a similar boat considering that man had been running around the hunter for a while now. With the way José’s chest rumbled, you knew that he was thinking the same thing, feeling the way his metal hand pulled away to shove down his pants enough to free his aching cock, feeling the way it pressed up against your ass with a soft slap.

“Yeah, probably should finish before Helena decides to come and find us.” Was all you were able to force out before he effortlessly slid into you, taking a deep breath through your nose as you powered through the stretch that always came with him. It never became any easier to accept him, it never became any easier to keep your noise down when he would sheath himself to the hilt. You could feel his pulse, his vein that rubbed against your wall, you could feel the way his pubic hair brushed against your skin.

It was like he fit there like a perfect piece.

“Feel so good,” he muttered, placing kisses up the back of your neck as he stilled, drinking in the moment with the way his eyes burned themselves into the back of your head, “taking me in so good, baby boy.” You braced your hands against the metal, feeling the way his hips began to slowly rut into you, his fingers digging into the flesh of your hips as he panted. Even if the summer heat was unbearable, the heat was emitted from the pleasure that sparked within you. His face found your neck, nose scraping the jawline of your head as the soft squelch of your joining filled the locker with your pants and grunts, fingers struggling to find purchase on the locker’s wall as your fingers curled into your palms, letting your hips move back towards his with each thrust.

“Do I hear something over here?”

José’s hips paused for a second as the accented man of the Frenchman returned, Joseph’s blue coat coming in front of the locker again. One hand slowly moved up your body until it was firm against your mouth, the sailor’s eyes joining yours in starring out the slats at the man that slowly spun around, sword glittering in the sunlight.

You wanted to tell your dear lover that he shouldn’t dare, but yet the man did so anyway, his hips slowly grinding against your ass as he kept a firm hand over your mouth, feeling the singlet that had been shoved over your chest be pulled backwards. The man must be trying to gag himself too, especially with the small pants that came out of his mouth as he kept moving.

“I swore…”

‘No, you didn’t hear anything.’ You answered the man’s curiosity in your mind, nails beginning to dig down into your palms as José’s cold, metallic hand came to between your legs, softly beginning to swirl the bud between them. You were going to kill this man when the two of you were out of here and this game. Even if it felt good, even if it was something that made your skin prickle as you felt that familiar coil turn, and turn, and turn, there was a fine line between hiding and most likely getting stabbed by a Frenchman.

And you swore you couldn’t tell if the pink on his cheeks was because of the heat or possibly hearing you, but yet as the Frenchman’s eyes met the locker, swearing that they met yours at that moment, it was like time stood still.

“I must be hearing things.”

The sound of a cipher popping in the distance was enough to draw the man away, what self restraint your partner had seeming to fade once the danger had passed as his hips suddenly began to drill hard and deep, depriving your lungs of oxygen as each thrust was more powerful than the last. The power of an adrenaline-filled man, the power of a man who wanted to see you meet your own end.

“Come on, give me one big one.” He muttered against your ear once the singlet fell back against your back, fingers working double time to his thrusts, the one on your mouth coming back to your chest as he pinched and pulled at one of your nipples, his own pants hard and fast. “Need to feel you milk me.”

Lord have mercy, the time you wanted to bury your face in his pecs and you couldn’t, your forehead meeting the locker wall as you panted and moaned, feeling as your pulsating walls tightened around the man. If he wanted a big one, a big one he shall get. Using the remaining self-control of your own body, you grabbed José’s frizzed hair and pulled him in for a kiss, turning your neck at an uncomfortable angle just so he could swallow your moans, your own slick staining the front of his pants as you came hard and fast, legs trembling as you rode out your high.

“Fuck.” Was whispered against your lips, feeling the way he pulsed and throbbed just prior to pulling out, clenching around nothing as he soon met his own end, hearing him pump his cock the last few times before he released. “Sorry…” Looking down in between your legs, your brow furrowed as you noted the streaks of white that decorated the material.

“That’s going to be a mess to clean…”

A loud bang resounded through the locker in that moment, a pair of familiar, unfocused eyes staring in your general direction, Helena’s cane raised at the ready.

“The game ended two minutes ago and I could hear you from the other side of the ruins!”

So much for hiding.

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