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Title: Cold Blooded

Rating: Mature (filth, lots of filth, threesome, technical first time)

Pairing: Syzoth & Bi-Han x F!Reader, Syzoth x F!Reader, Bi-Han x Syzoth

Summary: After helping the Lin Kuei the Zaterran realizes he’s grown to have feelings for the Grandmaster and his beloved, luckily for the Saurian they return his feelings and help him feel welcomed in his new home.

Author Notes: Ok, so I did it, I wrote a threesome with Bi-Han, Syzoth and a F!Reader, how could I not?! Look at him face! Who doesn’t want that adorable little guy?! I know I sure do! I really went ham on this one it’s like 6,500 words… that’s so much more than I usually write, you can definitely tell I enjoyed writing this one. I know it’s kind of a weird, niche pairing but hopefully you lovelies will enjoy it all the same. As always likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated! 💙

“Do you need anything else? I’m sorry it’s so cold here, Arctika must be quite the difference between Zaterra,” you ask, handing your guest a hefty pile of furs and blankets.

“Oh, please don’t worry yourself, I got used to different climates in Outworld, it gets quite cold at night there too. Granted not as cold as it is here, how do you tolerate it?” Syzoth asks shivering slightly as he takes the pile of bedding, grateful for the roaring fire he could build his little nest of blankets next to.

“Years of practice I suppose?” You laugh softly, “the cold is something you have to get used to when you date a cryomancer. If you get too cold though I have a heated blanket in the bedroom. Are you sure you want to sleep on the floor? There are plenty of guest rooms and the barracks, they have beds you know,” you smile as Syzoth starts arranging the blankets into a cozy circle.

“I’d rather be close by in case our enemy tries to approach the Lin Kuei Temple. I’m not much help to you or Sub-Zero if I’m in a different building, not that Sub-Zero can’t take care of himself, it’s just I-I worry about you, both,” he admits softly his cheeks tinged with pink.

You kneel down and press a soft kiss to his cheek, “I know, thank you Sy, I just want to make sure you’re comfortable too, I’d offer the bed, but I’m worried you’d be too cold next to Bi-Han. I do have a heated comforter if you change your mind though.” You stroke his cheek lovingly.

“It’s a very tempting offer, but I think Sub-Zero is still trying to get used to things and I don’t want to rush him, or encroach on his territory,” the reptilian explains leaning into your touch.

“I for one never expected it, but it was hard not to fall for you too, you’ve done so much to help protect us and the clan,” you whisper softly before leaning in to close the distance between you and the Saurian. Your lips meet softly and carefully, unsure of what is and isn’t acceptable and you can feel Syzoth’s uncertainty in his human form, as if he wasn’t familiar with this human custom.

“You still out here qin?” Bi-Han walks into the room, the temperature plummeting in his wake.

Syzoth pulls away quickly and turns invisible with embarrassment, as if Bi-Han didn’t already know he was there and couldn’t sense him regardless of not being able to see him.

“Sy, it’s ok,” Bi-Han walks over and lays a cold hand on the Saurian’s shoulder, “we said we’d figure this out as we went, and affection is ok, though I am a little jealous maybe.”

“I-I’m sorry Sub-Zero, I-I don’t know what to do,” Syzoth stammers, still invisible to the both of you.

“I’m not jealous you kissed her, I’m jealous I didn’t get a kiss too,” Bi-Han laughs, trying to ease the palpable tension in the room. “Also, why are you sleeping out here on the floor?” He asks, utterly perplexed at the setup as a whole.

“I-I uh, well, I,” Syzoth stammers unable to come up with an answer, clearly flustered and uneasy at Sub-Zero’s close proximity.

“He’s nervous Polar Bear, Syzoth isn’t familiar with human intimacy, this is all a lot for him, I mean look at him, he’s been invisible this whole time. You make him nervous, not to mention you’re super cold and he’s a reptile, it’s probably hard for him to be around you physically too,” you explain to Bi-Han, trying your best to read Syzoth’s nonexistent body language.

“I can teach you all about human intimacy, you don’t have to be nervous about that,” Bi-Han smirks at Syzoth, implying something far less innocent than just a simple kiss.

Syzoth makes a soft, embarrassed noise and eventually phases back to his visible form, “I, I just don’t want to come between you two,” he answers honestly and softly finding it very hard to resist Bi-Han’s tempting lips.

“That’s exactly where we want you though,” you purr at Syzoth before running a hand through his hair.

It takes a moment for the Saurian to register what you mean and he exhales quietly and looks up at you with his big, green eyes, “I-I think I’d like that, but I’m not sure what to do, I-I haven’t really,” he hesitates a moment to find the right word, “mated in my human form before.”

You can’t help but smile at his choice of words and his cute demeanor, “I think I know someone who can help.”

Bi-Han turns Syzoth’s head towards his as his icy lips claim the reptilian’s cool lips in a dominant kiss, Bi-Han happily taking the lead in the situation the three of you found yourself in.

You let out a low moan of appreciation watching the two men you cared deeply about sharing a kiss in front of you. You slide closer to the pair and patiently wait for your turn.

Syzoth whines against Bi-Han’s cold mouth as the cryomancer’s talented tongue pries its way inside the Saurian’s mouth, the two cool organs slip and slide against each other. Syzoth tries his best to mimic the movements of Bi-Han’s tongue and keep up with the movements, hesitantly he moves his hand to lay it atop Bi-Han’s well-muscled thigh, appreciating all the hard work the Lin Kuei warrior had put into his body over the years.

You can’t help but exhale loudly, impatiently reminding the pair that you were part of the equation too, “please,” you ask Bi-Han, used to asking the cryomancer for permission for nearly everything, something that was second nature to you after all your years with your dom.

“Aw qin, I didn’t mean to ignore you,” Bi-Han chuckles, his deep voice reverberating in your excited body. He grabs your chin and tilts it to the side before aggressively kissing you, so different from the patient kiss he had shared with Syzoth.

You whimper against his cold mouth, gasping softly as his frigid tongue licks against your lips and slips inside your mouth. You lean closer to the pair and make a pleasured noise as the cryomancer sucks on your tongue before nipping at your bottom lip.

Syzoth looks on in awe, mesmerized at the passion and ease you and Sub-Zero share as feelings of excitement and insecurity start bubbling to the surface and he recoils slightly from the two of you.

You notice the shift in the reptilian and break the kiss with Bi-Han, you’re breathless and pant softly, your breath coming out in condensed little puffs, “what’s wrong Sy?” You don’t let him answer though, instead, your lips are on the Saurian’s, eagerly kissing him, both of your mouths are still chilled from Bi-Han as you share an icy kiss.

Syzoth makes the cutest noises as your tongue dances with his and your lips nip softly at his, he whimpers and whines and the sound is like music to your ears. Hesitantly he cups your cheek, still keeping his other hand on Bi-Han, clearly enjoying the attention he was receiving from the two of you.

You hear rustling as Bi-Han pulls his undershirt off and exposes his flawless body to the chilled night air, you can’t help but moan against the Saurian’s mouth as you sneak a peak at the cryomancer’s chiseled torso.

“You’re both wearing too much,” Bi-Han grumbles and reaches for the ties of Reptile’s tabard making quick work of the familiar garment. He pulls the leather off the Saurian’s body as his cold hands reach for his undershirt and yank it over his head unfortunately ending your kiss abruptly.

“Polar Bear,” you start to whine but as you’re faced with Syzoth’s slightly smaller but still just as impressive body you’re no longer bothered by the cryomancer’s intervention.

Syzoth’s cheeks and shoulders flush red with embarrassment, “I-I’m a freak like this, do-don’t look,” he stammers and looks down unable to look either of you in the eyes.

You make quick word of your own top and bra before throwing your arms around Syzoth, “oh Sy no, you’re beautiful like this, I’m so sorry your own kind made you feel bad about your ability to become human, but to Bi-Han and I this version of you is just perfect.” You reassure him, running your hands comfortingly across his defined shoulders and back.

Bi-Han joins in the reassuring touch running his hands up and down Syzoth’s thighs, “it might be strange to you but it's just right for us,” his cold lips lick and nip at Reptile’s exposed neck as his hand snakes higher up his thigh and brushes against his clothed cock, more than pleased to see that despite his reservations he was hard as can be.

Syzoth lets out a pleasurable gasp as Bi-Han’s hand dips beneath the waistband of his pants and strokes his hard cock. “Ah-ah Sub-Sub-Zero,” he whimpers and involuntarily bucks his hips up into the tantalizing touch.

“Bi-Han,” the cryomancer rumbles against the Saurian’s neck, “call me Bi-Han, it’s weird calling me Sub-Zero.”

You make a face at his words, “you love being called Sub-Zero during sex,” you counter calling the cryomancer out.

“I want him to call me Bi-Han, he’s not my sub, you are,” Bi-Han corrects with a playful smirk. “Besides you only call me Sub-Zero when you’re about to cum, the rest of the time you call me Bi-Han or Polar Bear.”

Syzoth makes a confused noise as Bi-Han continues to stroke him, “Bi-Bi-Han,” he sighs contently still unsure of himself.

“Good boy,” Bi-Han praises and let out an indignant huff as you’re neglected in favor of Bi-Han’s new play toy. “Aw qin don’t get jealous I haven’t forgotten about you,” he abandons Syzoth momentarily to play with you. His cold fingers skim your body, taking a moment to appreciate your full breasts, “you can touch her too Sy, go on give it a try.” Bi-Han encourages.

Syzoth lets out a low breath as his shaking hand moves from your shoulder to cup your breast, he lets the weight sit in his hand a moment before giving it a slight squeeze. His emerald eyes light up at the feeling of your bouncy breast, “it's so soft, is this ok?” He asks squeezing them softly and giving your nipple an experimental pinch.

You sigh contently and give him an encouraging smile, “yes, that’s very much ok.” You lick your lips expectantly as you enjoy the cool feeling of Syzoth’s hand against your warm skin, it's a different sensation than Bi-Han, the confidence is gone and just replaced with wonder and exploration. Syzoth’s hand trails to your other breast and cups it with the same reverence and hesitation he used on your other breast, the Saurian may have had experience with his own kind, but in his human form, everything was strange and wonderful for him.

Syzoth chirps with excitement as he slowly gains confidence as he squeezes your breasts and teases your nipples.

You do your best to let him explore and pet you at his own pace but you can’t help but feel yourself growing impatient with arousal as you urge him along, “Sy, I need more, please I can’t wait any longer.”

“M-more,” he asks, green eyes sparkling with excitement, “how, what do I do? I want to make you feel good.”

“Here, I’ll show you,” Bi-Han interrupts as he gestures for you to lay flat against the pile of blankets. He makes quick work of pulling off your pants and underwear in one fluid motion as he presses an icy kiss right on the center of your mound, “human women are very sensitive here,” he pushes your legs apart as Reptile blinks and looks on with fascination. “They like this,” Bi-Han licks an icy strip along your hot, soaking-wet folds and you think your brain will short-circuit.

“Ah! Fuck, Bi-Han!” You cry out unable to control yourself as his icy tongue feels so good against your liquid heat. He repeats the action and you can feel his smirk against your lips, one thing the cryomancer enjoyed immensely and took great pride in was how well he was able to pleasure you.

“C-can I try?” Syzoth asks, the excitement and anticipation clear on his handsome face.

“In a second, let me enjoy myself a bit,” Bi-Han answers giving Syzoth a half-assed swat away. His frigid tongue returns to your aching cunt as he laves it happily, the cryomancer groans as his tongue is coated in your want as he plunges the slippery organ into your tight hole.

The action causes you to arch your back in pleasure and you cry out his name loudly, your hands tangle in Bi-Han’s ebony locks as you greedily roll your hips against his handsome face. You could never get sick of the sensation of the cryomancer’s skilled tongue fucking your tight hole, your whole body is humming with pleasure as you pant and squeeze around the invading organ.

Bi-Han nips at your lower lips a bit before sucking on your clit, the sensation pulling a high-pitched whine from you as you feel like you’re melting into the pleasure the cryomancer is bringing you, he looks up at you, icy blue eyes darkened with lust as he keeps sucking. His eyes flick up towards Reptile, who is completely invested in the show before him, Bi-Han groans at the taste of you as he reluctantly lifts his mouth from your pussy to let the Saurian have a turn too. “Were you paying attention? Did you see what I was doing? You want to use your tongue as much as possible, and see that little button looking thing? That’s what you want to focus on, it’s what makes a human woman feel really good.” Bi-Han instructs as he nudges Syzoth towards your prone body.

Tentatively his long tongue flicks out against your folds as he takes Bi-Han’s place in between your thighs. His emerald eyes light up, “it's sweet but kind of salty!” Syzoth exclaims brightly before repeating the action.

Bi-Han latches on to the back of Syzoth’s neck before mumbling, “she tastes good doesn’t she?”

Your face flushes bright red at Bi-Han’s praise and you’re forced to cry out again as Syzoth’s long tongue laves your mound again. You cant your hips up as you enjoy his slow, long, experimental strokes, the temperature difference between Syzoth is noticeable and exciting, he’s cool, but not cold like Bi-Han is. You sigh happily and give him a bit of encouragement, “that’s it, baby, you’re doing such a good job, making me feel so good like this.”

Syzoth’s eyes light up again before darkening with lust at your words of praise and he decides to mimic Bi-Han’s demonstration more. He enthusiastically laps at your wet cunt, making happy chirps as he went and you’re left to wonder who was enjoying this more, you or the Saurian.

You cry out both their names as you feel Bi-Han’s cold fingers push their way inside your tight entrance as Syzoth sucks contently on your clit. It seems the cryomancer is capable of multitasking as his other hand was busy jacking the Saurian off, you’re a little surprised but pleased that Bi-Han took to Syzoth as quickly as he did. “Oh, oh Sy, Bi-Han, I-I’m going to cum if you both keep this up.”

“That’s the point qin, let Syzoth see that pretty face you make when you cum so prettily for me,” the cryomancer purrs, and his deep voice and honeyed words shoot straight to your core. He pumps his fingers in and out of your hot canal as he jacks Reptile in time, “I want to see both of you cum prettily for me tonight, I’m going to make such a mess out of both of you.

Both you and Syzoth moan in unison at the cyromancer’s promise, your breathing becomes labored and you whimper with desire as Syzoth’s long tongue dances over your folds, lapping up all the liquid Bi-Han’s questing fingers force from your aching cunt. You’re so close your whole body feels like a tightly coiled rubber band ready to snap, you cry loudly as all it takes is one more swipe of Syzoth’s surprisingly talented tongue. “Oh fuck! I’m going to cum! Oh!” You squeal as the Saurian and cryomancer force you to your peak, you squeeze your eyes shut as they roll back into your head, you can’t control it as your head lolls back and your toes curl as wave after wave of delicious pleasure floods your body. You shake violently under both warrior’s attention and ministrations, you can’t control your volume as you keep crying out as Syzoth’s tongue refuses to relinquish his delicious snack.

Bi-Han finally has mercy on you and guides Syzoth’s head from your dripping cunt to his waiting lips. Bi-Han groans against Reptile’s lips and makes a show of cleaning the Saurian off as he devours the other in a heated kiss.

All you can do is just lay there and try and get your breathing back under control as the pair continues to make out in front of you. Within moments the Saurian is on his back laying next to you and you can’t help but lean over and stroke his clothed thighs, annoyed that the Saurian still had clothes on.

As if Bi-Han could read your mind he shimmies out of his pants, his long, hard cock standing proudly against his gorgeous torso and you notice a shift in the cute little whimpers and chirps coming from Syzoth as his emerald eyes crack open as he peeks at Bi-Han with intrigue. He makes almost a distressed hissing sound as Bi-Han tugs the Saurian’s pants down, cold lips never leaving the reptilian’s.

Syzoth breaks the kiss, saliva clinging to his lips as his eyes go wide with panic and he does his best to cover his erection, “don’t look! It-it’s too small… I didn’t know they were supposed to be like, like that.” He lets out a dismayed, high-pitched, animalistic cry as Bi-Han forcibly pries his hands away.

You’re met with the very pleasant sight of his perfectly normal, just right cock, you’re a little fascinated that Syzoth appeared cut and you were a bit surprised he would know the difference. “What are you talking about Sy, it’s fine. You’re perfectly big enough, Bi-Han’s just massive, most guys aren’t this big,” you chime in trying to reassure the panicked Saurian.

“They-they aren’t?” He asks, his big green eyes looking at you hopefully but with some degree of reservation.

“No,” Bi-Han laughs, “most guys are smaller than you are Sy, you look just right. The perfect size, not too big that you’ll hurt qin but just big enough to make her feel good.” Bi-Han continues to hover over the smaller man before dipping his head down to lick a cold stripe up Reptile’s cock, causing it to twitch involuntarily.

“Oh!” Syzoth cries out with surprise, “oh that feels good, but you’re so cold.”

“Sorry,” Bi-Han mumbles, “its part of being a cryomancer, I can’t really control it. Here I have an idea. Come here,” Bi-Han sits back on his heels and pulls Syzoth to his knees, “god you’re dripping, that must be painful, you need to cum don’t you baby?”

Syzoth whines softly as Bi-Han’s cold finger traces the length of his cock, “yes, that would feel good, I, I think? Do you think it feels different as a human?”

“Does it feel good in your natural form?” You ask chiming in on the conversation now that you’re finally recovering from the orgasm the pair gave you.

“It does,” the Saurian replies, his cheeks coloring with red again and he bites his bottom lip as the cryomancer’s fist closes around his cock as Bi-Han lazily strokes Syzoth. “Un, Bi-Han, you’re going to make me cum,” he whimpers.

“Don’t cum yet Sy, fuck me first, please?” You ask beckoning to him enticingly, spreading your legs wide.

“Is, is that ok?” The Saurian asks, his breath coming out in little pants as he tries to hold himself back.

“She’d be very cross with you if you don’t,” Bi-Han purrs in his ear and finally releases his grip on the Saurian’s leaking cock.

“What about you?” Syzoth asks genuinely concerned.

“Oh I have plans for you too, don’t worry, but if it gets too much for you let me know, I know this is all a lot to take in in your human form,” Bi-Han reassures the Saurian pressing a chaste kiss to his forehead.

“Please Sy, don’t make me wait any longer,” you whine and wiggle your legs impatiently as you wait for the Saurian to make his decision. You sigh contently as you feel the cool tip of his cock rubs against your wet slit, gathering up more moisture before he slowly presses inside you. You arch your back and lean your head to the side as the Saurian’s cock opens you up, he feels so good inside you, there was no stretch and burn that often accompanied Bi-Han, it was just beautiful fullness. Your breath hitches as he’s fully seated inside you and it feels so good, he’s just the right size and girth, just enough to fill every inch but not enough to be unpleasant. The sounds Reptile makes are music to your ears as the Saurian whimpers and chirps with desire, clearly enjoying his first time as a human.

“Is it ok if I move?” He asks, breath slightly labored as his hand cups your cheek and he gazes deeply in your eyes.

You rock your hips against his in a sweet invitation, “please do, oh Sy you feel so good.” You gasp as he pulls out and waits a moment to push back in, clearly savoring your body and the warmth it provided, the whole sensation being completely new for both of you. He was so different from Sub-Zero, you wouldn’t say he was cold, but there was definitely a slight chill to the reptilian’s body despite the close proximity to the fireplace and you suspected the cryomancer was largely to blame for it. Not that you would ever fault Bi-Han for being cold, it was his birthright after all and he had no control over being a cryomancer anymore than Syzoth did being a Zatteran. You wrap your arms around Syzoth’s shoulders and pull him down for a kiss as he thrusts into you with a curious, explorative rhythm almost as though he was trying to please you as much as he was trying to please himself. Suddenly he freezes in place and makes a loud yelping sound.

“Syzoth? What’s wrong?” You ask with concern as the reptilian shakes in place inside your tight, velveteen heat.

“Something cold and wet!” He exclaims eyes darting around with confusion.

“Just relax, it’ll feel good, I promise,” Bi-Han calmly explains as his tongue lazily slides over the puckered muscle again causing Reptile to tremble.

“Oh, oh!” You exclaim suddenly aware of what was going on, part of you is a little miffed your sweet and intimate moment with Syzoth had been ruined but the other part was amazed Bi-Han was so open with his desire for the younger Saurian. “It’s ok baby, focus on me,” you squeeze your tight pussy around his tantalizing cock as Bi-Han licks his pucker again, clearly overloading the Saurian with pleasure.

“I-I can’t hold back anymore,” he whimpers as Bi-Han’s tongue works itself inside the tight muscle. He cries out loudly as his body goes taut as he grabs your hips to ground himself and you can feel his cock twitching wildly inside your hot cunt.

“So don’t, you can do what you want now Sy, you’re free with us,” you coo encouragingly albeit disappointed you didn’t get to finish.

“I-I’m going to, I’m gonna, ah, ah!” He lets out a shrill chirping sound as he stills inside your before his body heaves with exertion and you feel the cool, viscous fluid filling your hot cunt. The Saurian’s orgasm doesn’t detour Bi-Han’s actions though as his tongue continues to fuck Reptile’s ass, the noises pouring out of Syzoth’s mouth are unlike anything you’ve ever heard and just hearing him enjoying himself so immensely has you soaked with desire.

“You’re still hard,” you exhale breathily amazed at his ability to maintain an erection despite having just cum.

“L-lizard thing? Maybe? I don’t know is that not normal?” He huffs out in between his pants as Bi-Han slowly works a slicked finger into the Saurian’s tight ass. “Hnnn Bi-Han, that feels funny,” he hisses softly.

“I know, but I promise it will feel good soon,” Bi-Han patiently explains as he crooks his finger looking for the Saurian’s prostate before belatedly realizing he may not have one. His concerns are short-lived however as his finger stumbles upon the fleshy bundle and he’s rewarded with a choked-off cry of pleasure from the Saurian. He plays with the bundle of nerves for a few moments before he adds a second slick finger to join the first, Bi-Han massages the Saurian’s prostate as he lets out impatient huffs. He spreads his fingers wide to stretch open Syzoth’s virginal hole, “you’re so tight Sy, I don’t know if I’m going to fit.”

“What, what’s going to fit?” He asks in between moans, his voice sounding almost drunk with pleasure as the cryomancer rubs and teases his prostate with each motion.

“My cock, I’m going to fuck you senseless,” Bi-Han groans against the reptilian’s ear before sliding a third finger inside the incredibly tight passage.

Syzoth’s moan catches in his throat and comes out as a broken little whine, “no, no way! you won’t fit, that won’t fit in anyone!” Syzoth makes a panicked noise as he tries to move away from the cryomancer.

“Relax Sy, it’ll fit, I can handle him, you’ll be able to, you’re such a good boy, you can do it,” you praise him knowing the Saurian was just as weak to praise as you were, it felt a little awkward being the one to give the praise instead of receive it but it was nice at the same time. You can feel the Saurian’s cock swelling at the praise and leaking with desire inside your tight cunt and it’s driving you insane, but you’re trying your best not to rush either man.

“You’ll do such a good job, just relax and let me take care of things baby, I’m going to put it in now, don’t worry, I’ll use plenty of lube,” Bi-Han promises.

Suddenly Reptile is left feeling empty and unfulfilled, he begins to protest since he had been enjoying Bi-Han’s fingers when the cryomancer’s cock starts to sink inside the smaller Saurian. He lets out a shaky cry and tenses up instinctually, unsure what to do since Zaterrans did not engage in his behavior usually, or at least he had never done it in his natural form.

“Shhh, relax baby, let me make you feel good,” Bi-Han reassures the Saurian as he presses forward slowly, groaning as he watched inch after inch of his huge cock disappearing into the tight Zaterran’s ass. Bi-Han decides to wait until he’s about halfway in to allow Syzoth time to adjust to his cock opening him up.

“Is-is it in,” the Saurian queries, cheeks flushing and breath coming out in condensed puffs from the close proximity of the cryomancer.

You can feel Syzoth’s body shaking and trembling but you aren’t sure whether it’s from the cold or his arousal, you decide you can no long be patient and wait as you buck your hips against the Saurian. You suck your breath in as you rock yourself against his cock, enjoying the sensation of his now hot cock buried inside you, it was endlessly fascinating to you that the Saurian’s body temperature could rise and fall so drastically depending on his partner.

“Ah oh, you feel so good sunshine,” Syzoth lets out a deep moan as Bi-Han pulls out slowly and pushes back in, the sensation rocking the Saurian’s cock deeper inside you pulling a soft gasp from your parted lips.

“Oh fuck you’re tight,” Bi-Han groans as he nips at Reptile’s neck as he repeats the action, marveling as he was able to slide more of his cock inside the tight hole. The cryomancer isn’t confident he can fit his entire length inside the Saurian, not on the first time at least so he tries to best to control how much pressure he applies as he starts to slowly fuck the Saurian.

You let out a high-pitched cry as Bi-Han’s thrusting moves the Saurian’s cock in and out of your body and it feels good after having to wait so long to experience it. “Oh Sy, Sy, you feel so good, fuck Bi-Han, keep it up please,” you beg the two of them.

Slowly but surely the Zaterran begins to find his way in between the two of you as he presses his ass back into Bi-Han’s cock and pulls his cock out of your dripping pussy as he snaps his hips forward to drive his dick deep inside you.

You gasp with pleasure and pride as you see the look of confidence starting to shine on the Zaterran’s handsome face. You roll your hips in time with his thrusts as you really start to get into it, everything about the pair turning you on immensely, you’re so wet as the Saurian fucks into you, the squelching sound of skin on skin echoing in the stone chamber that was the Grandmaster’s quarters. You once again feel arousal pooling in your stomach as the Saurian changes angles slightly and his cock brushes against that bundle of nerves inside you that has you seeing stars, you gasp his name, “oh Sy, right there, on that’s so good, just like that please baby, please.” You gasp and plead.

Bi-Han lets out a deep pleasured sigh as he starts fucking the Zaterran harder deciding he had given Syzoth enough time to adjust to his cock. He’s almost content to just let the Zaterran do all the work now since he seemed to find his own rhythm now as he thrust into you with renewed vigor the action driving the cryomancer’s cock deeper and deeper inside his tight ass.

Syzoth is whimpering and chirping like mad as he fucks you and is fucked by Bi-Han, “oh this is so much better than regular mating,” he groans and drives his cock deeply inside you.

“Yes, oh fuck just like that,” you encourage as his cock fucks you harder with each thrust, you squeal as Syzoth is quick to change tempo as he begins thrusting into your tight cunt with earnest, your hands slide lower onto his well-muscled shoulders as your nails dig and bite into his toned flesh. You continue to moan and whine as your voice rises higher in octave and volume as you start to roll your hips aggressively into Reptile’s powerful thrusts. You’re no longer embarrassed by your seemingly one-sided confession earlier as his thick cock makes it impossible to think about anything but the blissed-out sensation dominating and rapidly overwhelming your senses. You bite your lip in an attempt to quiet yourself as each thrust of the Saurian’s hot cock fills you completely and the obscene slap of skin on skin echoes off the stone walls. You’re reduced to a sobbing mess as tears cascade down your cheeks again every time Syzoth moves his hips with precision, the thick head of his cock hits your sweet spot dead on, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine. “Reptile please,” you beg knowing how much Bi-Han enjoys hearing you call him by his code name, wondering if Syzoth shared the same kink.

The Zaterran lets out a high-pitched cry as your walls clamp down around him and Bi-Han’s cock assaults his prostrate, “I-I’m not going to last much longer, you two are going to be the death of me.” He laments not wanting the pleasurable sensation to end so quickly.

You feel your body shaking and trembling with pleasure as each one of the Saurian’s thrusts push you closer and closer to your peak, “just a little more, please Reptile, just a little more, I’m so close.”

He lets out a choked-off sob as he keeps thrusting into your fluttering heat, the sensation was indescribable to him having never been with a human woman before, your pussy was so slick and wet and tight. “I can’t, I can’t,” he pants and heaves as he fucks you harder and harder at your insistence.

“I’m gonna cum, oh fuck, I’m going to, I, I’m cumming!” You cry out loudly not caring if you wake the entirety of the Lin Kuei with your pleasured cries. Your nails break Syzoth’s soft skin as his name falls from your lips like a litany, your whole body goes rigid briefly before you shake and shudder uncontrollably. Your vision blurs as jolt after jolt of pleasure shoots through your body, you can’t breathe other than shallow useless pants and your body feels boneless as you continue to cling to Reptile. Your walls flutter around his cock as your cunt greedily tries to suck the Saurian’s dick in deeper as you continue to ride out your orgasm until your head finally lulls backward and darkness and unconsciousness briefly take you.

The shrill chirps seem erratic and almost panicked now as Syzoth fucks into you with reckless abandon, it doesn’t take long before his grip on your hips grows painful and his hips still. Another inhumane cry echos against the stone walls as the Saurian cums hard inside your tight pussy, your cunt pulsating and fluttering tiredly as you try and suck up every drop of the Saurian’s hot cum. The high-pitched noises don’t stop though, they continue and rise higher in octave as Bi-Han fucks Syzoth through his orgasm, finally free to chase his own ending

“Fuck me,” Bi-Han breathes out low in the back of his throat, “look at the two of you, so pretty so perfect for me, such a good girl, such a good boy.” He praises as ice begins to form on the Saurian’s hips and his rhythm begins to falter.

Both of you moan in unison as you’re praised by the cryomancer and you lay there completely spent just appreciating the spectacle before you. You had never seen Bi-Han fuck anyone else, he had been loyal to you and you alone over the years, but seeing him with Syzoth did things to you that you never imagined you could feel. It was hot, erotic, mesmerizing, you weren’t sure you could describe it if you tried but whatever it was you were so glad to be a part of it.

“I’m going to fill you up now Syzoth, I’m going to fill you with all my cum because you’ve been such a good boy for me and done such a good job taking my cock,” Bi-Han traces the Saurian’s ear with his tongue before running the organ down his neck and biting down in an animalistic display of dominance, claiming the Zaterran as his own. The action pulls a weak, tired cry from the Saurian as his limp body is held up solely by Bi-Han’s might, “fuck, that’s it,” the cryomancer groans against his neck before biting down again. A few more erratic thrusts were all it took before the cryomancer was spilling his cold load inside the Saurian’s nubile body.

You can hear Bi-Han’s muffled cry and you’re always upset that he never lets you hear his pleasure but you’re doubly upset he denied Syzoth too considering it was his first time as a human, he deserved the satisfaction of knowing what he caused.

“Hnn, Bi-Han,” Syzoth whimpers as he feels the cold fluid filling his insides, chilling the Saurian to the core, causing him to shiver violently.

Bi-Han frees himself from the Saurian’s neck, “shit, are you ok Syzoth? Are you too cold?” He’s reluctant to free himself from the tight confines of the Zaterran but he decides Syzoth’s well-being is far more important than his own lingering pleasure. The cryomancer pulls his cock free from the Saurian and grabs a discarded blanket to throw around his shoulders.

“I-I’m v-very ok, just a l-little cold,” Syzoth shivers and collapses against your hot body in hopes of warming himself back up.

Your arms tighten around him as you hold him close and Bi-Han pulls the blanket up higher, “here we can move closer to the fire, you just have to pull out first. Polar Bear can you grab the heated blanket from the bedroom please?”

“If I can walk after that, fuck, give me a second,” he complains half-heartedly before standing up to grab the electric blanket, he comes back with the fluffy blanket and pulls the two of you closer to the fire as he plugs the blanket it and wraps it around the Zaterran.

Gradually the heat warms his body and his shivering stops and Reptile affectionately nuzzles against your breasts, “this feels nice, happy, safe.”

Bi-Han stokes his head lovingly, “this is home now Sy, you’re safe here with us, you never have to worry about your old life of being told what to do again.”

“Yes, you’re completely free with us and we love you dearly,” you echo the cryomancer’s sentiment, making sure the Zaterran realizes he’s no longer anyone’s slave.

“I’m so happy, I love you both,” he smiles at you and Bi-Han and you can see hints of unshed tears in his eyes as his head makes itself comfortable on your chest.

“Shall we all just sleep out here tonight then?” You ask running your hands soothingly through the Saurian’s hair.

“Shh, you’ll wake him qin,” Bi-Han hushes you as fluffs some of the bedding up into a more comfortable configuration for him, clearly not needing the blankets themselves.

“Will you be too hot,” you whisper, concerned being this close to the fireplace would make the cryomancer too uncomfortable.

“I shared a room with a furnace for years, I can handle this much,” he replies with a tired grin before snuggling into the soft bedding. “Wo ai ni,” he whispers before closing his eyes.

You sigh softly as your eyes flutter close and you're grateful to have both men in your life, you weren’t sure what you did to deserve both, but you wouldn’t change it for a thing.

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[pagehum13]

Soukoku proposal

Dazai trying to get chuuya to propose to him

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[tartagilasgf]

will you forever protect me? even from the darkest entities?

xiao x female reader (she/her pronouns).

warnings: degradation and praise, vaginal fingering, intercourse, dominant xiao, fem reader, foul language, use of cunt and tits, orgasm denial, edging.

‼️FANART isn’t mine, full art credits to the @ in the beautiful artwork‼️

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-may be a few typos and grammar errors.

-background: xiao is your new bodyguard after you discovered your (now ex) boyfriend had been stalking you and selling pictures of you online. xiao stays at your house, helping to pay rent as he is overpaid by your parents and he’s kinda mean but he wants to protect you and keep you from harm :(

being the oblivious, rebellious girl you are, you’ve been attempting to sneak out, wanting to have a little bit of fun without your strong, looming (and kinda scary) bodyguard, xiao. you had looked towards the shut door before returning your gaze to the large window infront of you, trying to quietly open it, once open you hear familiar footsteps. you quickly turn around and see xiao leaning against the wall behind you, crossed arms and obviously annoyed. he opens his eyes, his cold, amber eyes piercing yours. shit, you’ve been caught.

“xiao, it’s not what it looks like! i.. i was just getting hot in here! i swear!” you defend yourself, wavering your hands infront of you.

he steps closer to you, “someone got a little to adventurous tonight, don’t you agree?” he interrogates you, not believing your obvious lie, before continuing. “It’s winter, it’s cold in here. Besides, i can clearly see your goosebumps. you’re not very discreet, y/n.” he beckons, grabbing your arm and sliding his gloved hand over your goosebumps.

i exhale, looking up at you. “..maybe im not discreet but can you blame me? you’re constantly with me everywhere i go. i don’t need a watchdog looking over my shoulder.” I argue. he steps closer, now directly infront of me.

“don’t you know the dangers of going outside alone, huh? you know damn well your shitty ex is still obsessed with you, don’t think i didn’t see the messages you so desperately tried to hide from me.” xiao waits for your response, knowing you can’t say anything back because he’s right, as always.

i roll my eyes, letting out a frustrated huff, “yeah, whatever. i don’t care.” i wave my hand back and forth, dismissing the topic and walking into the kitchen, clearly showing my exasperation due to your harsh questioning. he follows me into the kitchen, watching my every move. observing me. i pour myself a mug of hot chocolate, feeling your presence behind me, daggers stabbing into my back.

“do you enjoy making me disgruntled?” xiao asks in a cold tone. he steps closer to you from behind, putting his arms onto the counter behind you, which just so happens to be beside your sides, trapping you. *he whispers into my ear, “are you satisfied with exploiting me, because i have quite a strong feeling you secretly like making me frustrated. your perseverance comes through once again, huh?” he wants a answer. no — he demands an answer, yet he doesn’t have to say it because his cold, dominant tone does.

i quietly gasp from the warmth of his voice traveling onto my neck, knowing he’d find out my little secret eventually.. yet i still deny, knowing he currently has me right where he wants me. i stay silent, unsure whether to voice my defensive statements or if i should be truthful with him.

xiao’s brows continue to furrow when you refuse to answer him, one of his arms move to your waist, squeezing it. silently demanding for your answer. the pressure of his gloved hand on your waist makes you bend forward and let out a quiet however noticeable “..fuck.”

after regaining your composure back, you finally speak, giving him an unpleasant answer. “w-what makes you think that?” he chuckles softly, his aura becoming more felt.

“maybe it’s the fact you constantly blush and avoid me when I get ‘too close’ or the fact im occurring frequently in your dreams. i know you want me, ive known it since day 1. you think you’re so complex but you really aren’t that difficult to figure out, agreed?” xiao responds, his amber eyes darkening. his hand grips your waist tighter. “are you done playing games y/n?” he turns you around without warning and makes you face him, pressing his muscular body into yours. he notices your face getting redder each second that passes.

i begin to get flustered, my back hoisting in on itself, legs becoming relatively weak. “what do you want me to say xiao? you want me to tell you i think you’re hot because if you do then I’ll tell you right here and now. i think you’re attractive. are you satisfied or are you gonna keep running that bitch mouth of yours?” my eyes suddenly broaden, realizing what i just said to you. panic displays in my eyes “s-shit! sorry! i swear to god, i didn’t mean it xiao! I’m so—sorry!” but before you can react he lays you down on the counter, pinning your arms above you. he bites his lip, drawing blood.

“hm.. don’t you think it’s rather shameful to talk to an adeptus like that, not only am i your bodyguard but aren’t you forgetting the power i have over weak humans like you?” he says, resentment laced in his voice. your eyes widen more, not knowing xiao was an adeptus you suddenly freeze, connecting the dots. god, you knew he was strong but him being an adeptus never crossed a thought in your mind. you begin apologising profusely before he picks you up and bringing you to your bedroom, sitting you down on the bed infront of him.

“s-seriously xiao! ..i had no idea you were an adeptus, i p-promise!” you whine, dishing out as many apologies as you can possibly think of and babble out. he leans down and pins your wrists to either side of your head, dipping his head and kissing you harshly, making you squirm under him. you whimper into the kiss, feeling your face get hotter when he slips his tongue into your mouth. he puts his knees on both sides of you, deepening the kiss and pulling back when he senses you’re nearly out of breath. “..do you want this?” he asks in a serious tone. you breathe deeply, nodding your head repeatedly, at a loss for words as you overcome with several different emotions.

he nods, and gets off the bed, instead standing infront of it. he squints his eyes for a moment, examining your hot, flustered body. “strip, now.” he demands, his gaze never leaving you.

“o-okay..” you reply nervously, biting your lip in pure anticipation and you begin to take off your shirt, revealing your dark green and teal lingerie set, confirming his thoughts of how you’ve been planning this, waiting for it to finally happen. you slip your cheeky shorts off, waiting for him to say something.

he instead laughs darkly. “it’s such a cute set, i appreciate how you bought my favorite colors. however, would it still look cute shredded on the floor? what do you think y/n, hm?” he questions, a small smirk playing on his wet lips. you blush and nod hesitantly, unsure of which answer is wrong and which one is right. he unbuckles his pants and takes off his shirt, revealing his tattoos, on display for you and you only. leaving his black boxers on, he gets on the bed hovering above you.

he kisses your lips with haste before moving down to your jawline, taking his sweet time. “p-please stop teasing me, xiao.” he smiles, completely ignoring your desperate pleas and continues to mark you, creating reddish-purple marks along your pretty jawline and neck, making you whimper and pout. he moves to your collar bone, one hand holding your arms above you while the other one slips under your pretty bra, playing with your sensitive tit. he smirks, feeling you try to grind your hips in desperation. “such a desperate slut, is that really all you are?” not giving you the courtesy of calling you your name, he degrades you. making your panties pool with arousal. you nod, squeezing your legs together and moan as he plays with your tit, teasing you.

his hand moves to the clasp of the bra, tearing it apart with no difficulty and carelessly throwing it on the floor. you whine as that was an expensive set but hey, there will be others. “it’s okay, pretty. i can always buy you another one.” his mouth lowers onto your tit, alternating between sucking and biting it.

“..a-ah! xiao, fuck me already! ah.. i-im begging you.. please! p-..pretty please!!” you beg miserably, in hopes he’d grant you your greatest wish. he continues to suck until he had enough with teasing you and he gently rubs his fingers over your thinly clothed pussy. you buck your hips furiously, trying to obtain more friction. he scoffs, “stop fuckin’ moving whore. ill touch you when i feel like it, you understand?” he pushes your hips down with his own, slightly rubbing his erect dick against your aching, covered pussy.

you nod, despite your obvious objection to how he’s teasing you. after he had enough of teasing you, he pulls your panties to the side, running his finger from your sensitive bud down to your hymen, making you uncontrollably moan once.

he smirks, “does a little touch really make you jolt that much?” he laughs at you, humiliating you slightly. ”oh god.. you’re soaked. I’ve barely even touched you yet.” he snorts in pure disbelief, his thumb rubbing your sensitive bud in circles. your hips pulsate up repeatedly, begging for more. “aah… p-please xiao, i..want y-you.. a-ah..” you beg in desperation once again. The corners of his lips curl up, forming a sinister smile. he takes off his black gloves and then quickly inserts a finger into your dripping pussy, slowly thrusting it in and out. you constantly moan and whine, arching your back for more. he starts going faster adding a third finger. “you’re enjoying this, aren’t you bitch?” a smile plays on his lips, his bright, white fangs showing when he degrades you. you nod your head repeatedly, feeling him curl his fingers, directly hitting your g-spot. “f-fuck! xiao, s-sir! i-im so.. ah.. close! ..shitshitshit!” you babble out, not caring about the embarrassment from your incoherent language. he, with haste pulls his fingers out as soon as you start clenching tightly around his digits, signaling you’re about to orgasm.

you whine, tears forming in your exhausted eyes. eager to cum you beg more, questioning him why he’s edging you and denying you of your wanted orgasm. “x-xiao, please! why won’t you l-let me cum! i-I’ve been good, right? right??” you chant repeatedly, hoping he’ll have a sliver of mercy. your puffy pussy unfortunately clenching around nothing. he laughs before flicking your clitoris twice. “do you remember when you asked me if I’m gonna keep running ‘that bitch mouth of mine’? I wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t however, considering the fact i already fucked you partially senseless with some foreplay and finger-fucking.” he replies, a cold yet somewhat pitiful tone in his voice.

you frown, “i said i was sorry xiao, i was just.. upset and frustrated and i didn’t like being—cornered, by you may i add..” you admit, honestly. A tinge of sadness in your voice makes xiao become more.. sympathetic and he takes his boxers off, showcasing his painfully erect dick. for a second you seriously wonder if it’s gonna hurt trying to get it into you. he strokes his dick a few times before smearing your precum and arousal onto his tip. “are you.. absolutely sure y/n?” he asks, genuinely wanting your truthful answer. you nod without question, without hesitation.

“ah..this might hurt a bit pretty, okay? but.. i know you can take it, correct?” he aligns his dick with your puffy, needy cunt, and slowly pushes his tip in, giving you some time to adjust to the inhumanely girth. you, cry in pain before your pussy is stretched open from his length.

“y-you can start moving, xiao..” you confirm, holding his hand and kissing him on the cheek. he nods and slowly pushes most of his length into you, his tip curving into your g-spot slightly, grazing it. you grind your hips up, asking for more. he sees what you’re telling him and he pushes himself in all the way, waiting a moment before thrusting, each thrust picking up his pace, eventually abusing your g-spot mercifully, without stopping.

“f-fuck xiao! s-shitshitshitshit! oh my g—oh my god! im— im c-cumming! ah!” you babble incoherently, mind going blank from your long-needed orgasm. xiao kisses you, effectively shutting you up, silencing you. he reached his own orgasm, pulling out and cumming on your pretty, sore, mark covered abdomen. he pants, taking a moment to come down from his high. he gently kisses your cheek and wiping you with a clean, grey cloth and rubbing the tears from pleasure off of your face.

“you did good, i didn’t know a mere mortal like you could last that long, huh.” he somehow compliments and degrades you in a single sentence, but who are you to complain…

After all, as your bodyguard he had sworn to always protect you, even from the darkest entities.

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[niblets-criblet]

Link to Heavy plushie is here

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[dualisume]

" I Focalors, the god of Hydro. Had graced you with my presence ~! You should be honored -- that I am here, giving you my most undivided attention && my willingness, to write a well-thought RP -- play with you. Now, now, i know my appearance to the Tumblr world made everyone && . YOU. so eager & excited to write with me but !! you must first follow the rules first of our play -- ( Click here for the Carrd! Thansks :) ) to prevent any further delays-- hahaha-- once done with this~ we will see each other again in our amazing play-- Toodeloo~ "

Hey eri!! here with a furina, please like and share this! if you want to write with me :) Thanks

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[kcvulpinestudios]

Here's Ms. Judy Hopps here to give you a nice greeting for Easter.

...And Nick's reaction to Judy's farm girl drawl.

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[killiked]

BRITNEY SPEARS IN 2007

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[nameofthemaster]

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Blue♡

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[jake-whatthefisgoingon-kiszka]

Eye of Adar- Part 1

*warning 18+, sexual content, lgbtq characters, more in tags **art not mine

Summary: Prince Olyvar decides to celebrate his birthday outside the castle and invites his favorite knight to join him. When the two get carried away a new relationship begins to form.

I recommend listening to Troye Sivan Bite and Joji Sanctuary to get the vibe. You can listen to both of them on my playlist

I could hear voices, all speaking at once in the Grand Hall. The corridor connecting the large meeting area and the chambers only tuning those voices to a higher volume once they reached my ears. Unbearable.

As we reached the end of the corridor one deep and resonating voice rose above the others calling them all into a silence. “Eliam Giri Olyvar of House Deumontèmeir second of his name and oldest heir to the House of Deumontèmeir”.

I had trained my face to be absolutely placid, otherwise my eye would have twitched at each additional syllable of my traditional name.

As I stepped forward and gazed out over the balcony, everyone in the crowded room raised a toast to me and cheered. My eyes darted from face to face ignoring all the eager eyes in search for something else. Finally my sight stopped instead of on a face, a head, towards the back of the Grand Hall.

Lord Alessi Harcourt seemed to be enjoying his time entertaining a member of the staff service rather than paying attention to the reason for this party.

My announcer raised his glass after a moment of silence while everyone waited for me to make a toast that I was too annoyed to make. “May the years after this 50th be filled with coin, beast slaying, and beautiful women!” He gave a half-assed and totally off-character toast in my place, but it at least managed to finally get Lord Harcourt’s attention when the crowd began to cheer again.

He and I shared a brief moment of eye contact before he abandoned his momentary fun and began to snake his way through the back of the crowd toward the stairwell. I walked away from the balcony mid-toast. What else were we supposed to say after 50 birthdays anyways, don’t these people ever get tired of toasts? I thought to myself as I hastily flew down the stairs. Almost making it down to the last step before my overcoat caught wind and glided off my shoulders.

Standing at the bottom of the stairwell was a gallery of women waiting to meet me. The lady to my right, more than likely a princess by the display of family jewels only brought out for events such as this, gracefully curtsied and in one motion retrieved my overcoat.

Embarrassed that a princess would lower herself to pick up something after me, I tried to tell her to let me retrieve it myself before I saw another hand swiftly grab the coat from both of us and fling it back over my shoulders before carrying me off.

“Don’t worry Your Highness my savior whispered into my ear with a smirk in his tone. “I’ve kept you a spot over here”. Lord Harcourt led me through the center of the crowd this time, and back over to the table he was sitting at, the service maid now absent.

“His Excellency, Aldren Eliam Giri of House Deumontèmeir, keeper and protector of the Southern Realm” the announcement following did a service to take attention away from me as the Lord and I took our seats.

I heard my father speaking to his people but we kept our backs turned away from him as we both engaged each other instead.

The night went on as our courses continued to come out one after another.

“To your 50th” Lord Harcourt raised his cup after the sneaky servant girl from earlier rounded back on us and filled it to the brim with dark burgundy wine.

“Don’t even begin with me” I ignored his toast like I’d ignored most conversations with anyone else tonight. My father and all the princesses he invited to my birthday staring at me from across the vast overflowing table. “How many birthdays have you celebrated again?”

I tried to turn the conversation back off of me as I took another gulp, beginning to feel light headed and flirty, but not for the right reasons.

“Guess” he teased as he propped his elbow up on the table and leaned his head over into his palm, a few of his golden curls slid across his brow. He was cute.

“107” I pretended not to know after giving it a bit of thought.

“Close” he sighed and lifted his head back up, turning to pick a few more bites off his plate “109”.

An awkwardness seemed to fall between us as he continued to pick at the bits of food left on his plate. Neither of us had taken a bite in a while but we also were not ready to leave our place next to each other at the table.

“Do you,” my voice started to break a bit and I was not sure he heard me as he continued to look down. I cleared my throat just slightly and spoke up, “Do you perhaps want to sneak away with me?”

His eyes lit back up and he leaned forward into my space, “You mean ditch your own birthday party? But you haven’t entertained your guests long enough”. He raised a brow and nodded over to the many girls poised delicately down the table, all with their eyes on those who had finished eating and were dancing, eager for someone to ask their hand for a turn.

“I have plans elsewhere. I’m going whether you want to come or not” I scoffed at the idea of getting one of those girls hopes up just to have to crush their heart later when I told them I was absolutely uninterested.

“Well if you put it that way then I suppose I must escort you” he stood up and straightened out his waistcoat, which I had just noticed looked much more tasteful than his usual glarb, before offering his hand for mine.

I glanced over at my father who was currently preoccupied, then took his hand and we quickly slipped past a few dancing pairs and down the hall.

“This way” I grabbed his hand again and pulled him in the direction I knew to go. With all my time watching him on duty I knew the schedules pretty well, and which corridor would be free to pass through when.

We made it out into a small courtyard that wasn’t too far from my bedroom balcony. The courtyard was surrounded by hedges that closely hugged a towering wall.

“How exactly do you expect to get out from here?” He questioned as if he already knew it would be impossible. Little did he know I had my ways of escaping on my own for some time now.

I brought him toward the back of the courtyard where there was a break in the hedges just large enough for a body to slip between them and the wall. The two of us squeezed through, it was rather uncomfortable with two bodies trying to maneuver back here than just myself. Just a few steps in revealed a foot sized notch in the stone wall.

I grabbed hold of a large branch on the bush behind me, jammed my foot into the notch, and heaved myself up until I could swing my other arm over and grip the top of the wall. From there was sheer arm strength to pull yourself up.

This was always the hardest part, I remembered the first times I tried to heave myself over this wall and failed at this part, my arms giving out and I scratched the hell out of myself along the bushes. Even worse, you could not tell from behind the tangled leaves if anyone had entered the courtyard behind you so it was always a gamble no one would see you emerge from the tops of the bushes.

Lord Harcourt looked up at me who was straddling the top of the wall waiting for him to attempt his break. “You’re the clever one aren’t you” he tried to whisper but had to at a higher than ideal volume for me to still hear him from this height.

“Just hurry up!” I hushed back at him and jumped over the other side to give him room.

After I landed on my feet I looked up at the wall waiting impatiently to see him follow. A few long seconds passed and I began to worry he either couldn’t make it or he’d been caught. Finally I saw the tips of his fingers grip onto the top of the wall and he managed to pull himself up and over.

Catching himself after the big jump he turned back towards the wall. “Great, and how do we get back over from this side?”

“We don’t” I admitted, unfortunately this was just one of my ways out but not a way back in.

“Well what’s the point of sneaking out if you can’t get back in?” He questioned in a clearly deflated tone.

“We can get back in, it just depends how late we’re out on where we go to get back in” I assured him that I also knew ways to break in which ended up worrying him more about the integrity of our security. “Come we still need to get onto a road before the wall patrol comes around”.

We walked for a while as I confided in Lord Harcourt about finding the little passageway behind the bushes when I was small playing in the courtyard but only years later realized I could use it to sneak out. He scolded me about wanting to leave without an escort for my own safety but I assured him I always kept to myself and played it safe when I went out.

“Here they’re already waiting for us” I quickened my pace as we made it to my planned meeting spot. A few of the staffs I’d managed to become friends with were waiting for me in a vehicle. They all happily greeted me until they saw who was behind me. “No, don't worry, he won’t say anything about us being out, will you Lord Harcourt?” I turned to him with the question as he would also likely recognize my party as staff.

Lord Harcourt looked surprised and puzzled at our level of acquaintance, likely thinking how could I have made other friends when I spent most of my time bothering him. Sighing as he realized he could either risk saying something later and having to explain why he was out with me as well, or just continue to trust me. “I won’t say anything,” he began and finished with “as long as I don’t have a reason to need to say anything” to remind us he was still obligated to defend and protect me.

A few of my friends exchanged some worried glances until my closest friend Balen spoke up to ease everyone else “well now that the groups all here let’s go!”

We all piled into the vehicle, Balen taking his usual seat next to me and Lord Harcourt having to sit across from me.

As the vehicle took off Balen handed me a bag, “I brought you a few things to change into, but I don’t think there’s anything in there that would fit him”. He nodded over in Lord Harcourts direction who looked down at what he was wearing, likely wondering what was wrong with it considering this was his version of dressing up. I knew he didn’t get out much so he was not aware of what the locals wore compared to within the walls.

I reached into the bag and retrieved a metallic gray set with a pair of blocky white footwear. My face lit up at the stylish attire, I always did prefer the local tastes rather than the formal garments at home. “Thanks!” I smiled and gave my friend a half hug. When we embraced I glanced back over at Lord Harcourt who was being spoken to but wouldn’t take his eyes off of me. I was glad it was rather dark inside the vehicle so hopefully no one would notice me blushing. To hide my face until the redness went away I started to undress, taking off my overcoat, then gilet, then tunic, and replaced those layers with the one top Balen had given me. After each piece of clothing was removed and put on I had to keep myself from looking over at him, but I could still feel his gaze on me.

I waited for the vehicle to come to a stop before I attempted to undress below the waist. After we stopped the doors opened and immediately you could hear the mix of songs from the nearby clubs. Everyone started to make their way outside until it was just me, Balen, and Lord Harcourt left.

“Would you excuse me?” I finally looked back over at him as I stood to finish changing.

He looked over at me, then the Balen who was completely oblivious and not moving an inch, then back at me.

“I’ll just be a moment” I looked over at Balen to excuse him as well.

“Okay?” He sounded confused as to why I was suddenly so private around him, but they both eventually left me inside and I switched bottoms. When I finished changing and rejoined them outside I noticed the clothes were just a little big for me so I tightened the drawstrings on the waistband.

“Looking good!” One of my other friends exclaimed. “Just like a Denzi!” Another friend pointed out that in these clothes I fit in with the natives, the Denzi as they had begun to call themselves.

“Yeah now we just have to make sure no one suspects him” a thumb was thrown over a shoulder in Lord Harcourts direction who was still in the same get up as before.

“Here why don’t we just try to fix him a little” another friend approached him until he was short a glare. He lifted his hands up as a means to say he didn’t mean any harm, and Lord Harcourt softened his expression giving in to the quick makeover”. First they removed his overcoat, it was unusually warm out tonight and he wouldn’t need it in the club anyways. Under that was a belted vest, they removed them both exposing a leather strap around his chest holding a few concealed knives. My friends glanced over at me wondering who exactly I’d brought along.

“These are staying with me” Lord Harcourt insisted, but they would have to remain hidden so they put the best back on without the belt and called it good “Alright let’s go!” Balen pumped a fist into the air then threw his arm over my shoulder, walking with me into the nearest club.

As soon as the doors opened and we stepped inside we could feel the vibrations of the loud music through our chests and our feet. Every time I felt this I always got excited, it made it really easy to dance when your feet already felt so light.

Balen leaned over so I could hear him over the music asking what I wanted to drink. I told him my order then asked if we would get Lord Harcourt something as well.

“I’ll just follow him” he replied when I asked what he wanted, and he and Balen broke away with a few others and made their way to the bar.

The rest of us stayed nearby, some of my friends already breaking out into full on dance. The song that was on came to an end and a new one which clearly had popularity among them began. Excited about the selection, they encouraged me to start dancing with them. Although I did not know the song like they did, music like this was not so welcomed back home, it was an easy beat to dance to so I cheerfully joined in. Before too long Balen tapped me on the shoulder and handed me my drink. I looked over to see if Lord Harcourt had made it back from the bar yet, but instead of regrouping with us he was standing to the side sipping on a glass. I hoped this was not too far out of his comfort zone and at some point tonight he would loosen up, but I was not counting on it.

Song after song passed and I was brought a few more drinks until I started to feel the same vibrations from my feet in my head as well. Lights flashed all around us, giving different colored tints to my friends' smiling faces.

“Look who’s here!” Balen shouted over the beating speakers and waved at a face I did not recognize, it must have been a friend of theirs that didn’t work for us. Balen and a few others broke away from our group to go and greet their friend. I took this as a chance to slip away and check on Lord Harcourt who had yet to move from his spot other than a few side to side steps to keep me in his line of sight through the crowd.

“Will you join us at any point tonight?” I questioned in a taunting tone.

He continued to look straight ahead after I stood next to him like he was trying to pretend he wasn’t staring at me earlier but just casually looking around. “I’m fine over here”.

“Well then why don’t you order another drink, you’ve been sipping on that glass since we got here” I on the other hand had been graciously taking every drink my friends had brought me. Usually I would limit myself but since Lord Harcourt was here I felt I could get away with a few more tonight, and although I did not want tonight to be any particular celebration my friends knew it was my birthday so they were encouraging me to enjoy it.

Just on cue another friend of mine ordered two more drinks from the bar and handed me one before bobbing back onto the dance floor. I looked up at Lord Harcourt with a suggestive expression and held the drink in front of him.

He finally looked over at me who was now swaying the glass in front of him. Giving up he downed what was left in his first drink and took the other one from me.

Leaning on the edge of the table that was next to us I’d just set his empty glass on, I watched and waited for him to finish this drink as well. These were rather small glasses anyways compared to the drinks we were being served earlier in the evening, the bar here obviously wanted you to just get a taste of what they had to serve then come order more. In fact, I’d read before that other alcohols would make people sick the next day when drinking too much. I’d never experienced a sickness like that before nor did I know of anyone who did so that was definitely a benefit of the local drink.

Lord Harcourt finally finished his glass and I placed that one on the table next to the other before grabbing his hands and dragging him from his lurking and into the mass of bodies.

I wasn’t sure where my other friends had gone to, either they had wandered off with someone else or the wave of moving arms and torsos just cast them further from our reach. I wasn’t too concerned though, because right now I was feeling light, the music was good, and Lord Harcourt was standing in front of me awfully close due to the close proximity of all the others dancing around us.

A new song started to play, the lights in the club all around us were in sync with the pulsing synth. I started to sway, closing my eyes so I could really feel the sensation and let it lead my body. The beat began to pick up, I threw my hands in the air while my legs started a little jump to the rhythm. In my fervor I accidentally bounced back a little too far and knocked into someone behind me, before I could turn to apologize I felt two hands wrap around my waist and pin me against their body.

Lord Harcourt looked down at me as if he were about to scold me, but in the moment I saw the flashing lights reflecting in his gleaming eyes and my mind completely closed off.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer into a kiss.

At first he seemed to be startled, but after a fleeting moment his grip tightened around my waist and he leaned further into the kiss.

In our embrace I suddenly began to remember a time when I began to fall in love with him, his voice was ringing in my head.

“Olyvar… Olyvar!” Our kiss ended as I realized the voice in my head was actually my friend Balen calling my name.

Lord Harcourt let go as I pulled away and searched the area for my friend. Once I turned around I saw Balen emerge. I wasn’t sure if he had seen anything, but he didn’t seem to act any sort of way when he made his way over to us.

“We are about to leave for another location. Are you joining us?” My friend informed me.

Before I could give him my answer, Lord Harcourt stepped forward “I think we will be finding our own way tonight” he dismissed the invitation and briefing thanked him before taking my hand and leading me away.

Afraid he was upset that I’d kissed him I kept quiet as we found the exit to the club, but when we were both outside I spoke up. “We will need to go down a few streets. Most vehicles don’t pick up from this area because of the heavy foot traffic” I only expected that he was wanting to look for a way back home.

“I just want to go somewhere more private” he disclosed the reason for us leaving in a hurry. “You know a place we can go?”

“Private?” I repeated the word he used to make sure I was understanding him correctly. “Like a tavern or-?”

“A room” he clarified exactly what sort of privacy he was looking for.

“I think there’s some over this direction” I pointed to his right and he waited for me to lead the way.

Although I was a little more familiar to the area than he was, neither of us got out very much, I didn’t want to admit I was not exactly sure where I was going. The times I did sneak out I was always escorted by Balen who was a Denzi and knew all the spots to go. I tried to remember all the times we’d walked up and down these streets and hoped I was going in the right direction.

Lord Harcourt followed closely behind, but I still kept glancing back to make sure he was still there. After just a few minutes of walking and just a couple more streets over, the loud music from all the clubs began to slightly fade and we found the lodging street I was looking for.

The buildings were narrow walk up types, looking like they were built in a rush once the settlement grew.

Regardless we found one that looked decent and had a room available on the third floor.

Lord Harcourt didn’t say a word to me as he made the transaction for the room and the host showed us up the stairs to the right door.

I was nervous the host might think it odd that two guys would be getting a single room together. With Lord Harcourt still dressed the way he was I'm sure they suspected he was not a local and didn’t question him.

The room was small but tidy, nothing but a bedstead which was rather large for the room, a lanky table, a washstand near the door, and a small closet with shelves that contained extra linen.

I stood by waiting to see what he would do, my eyes following him across the room as he took off his vest and harness, dropping them off on the table and stopping to stand in front of the single window.

The window was long and narrow, almost spanning half of his length. It was carved out of the thick exterior wall with a wide ledge you could post yourself on, and hidden from the outside behind dark paneled shutters.

He unlatched the shudders' closure and pushed the lengthy pieces away exposing his figure to the outside and casting his shadow into the room that up until now was only illuminated by a few candles on the table.

He leaned over the window sill, nothing but a flimsy looking window box between him and the drop down.

“I always thought this was an interesting place” he finally began a conversation. “It’s so new, it can become anything it wants to be but here the native customs still prospers over the foreign”.

I moved to his side of the room and leaned against the wall next to him. “Do you ever miss your home very much?” Lord Harcourt didn’t talk too much about himself before being recruited to my fathers commission.

He thought about it for a moment, like he had to think hard to reach back that far into his own memories. “There was not much for me there,” he professed, “but I do miss trees” he looked over at me with a smile, half his face cast in shadow.

I still was unsure why we came here, and Lord Harcourt didn’t seem so sure about himself anymore either, but I still had a buzz from the high of us kissing and didn’t want it to wear off before I gathered the courage to attempt it again.

I touched his face, my fingers stopping on every single piece of expression.

“Your Highness” his solicitous voice cut through the stiff air.

“Don’t,” I stopped him from trying to interrupt my exploration. “Call me Olyvar”

“Ol-“ as soon as his mouth made the shape of my name I smashed our lips together.

I held onto either side of his face, turning it so that I could go back in at a better angle. His hands reached up and grabbed a hold of mine, pulling them down and ripping some space between us. I kept trying to jump back into it, but he kept pulling back just in time.

He looked down at me but I couldn’t understand what his eyes were saying.

“I… do you… not want… can…” I kept trying to start a sentence, but since I didn’t know what he was thinking I couldn’t seem to form my own thoughts. The only thing I could think about was how it felt to be close to him. “Do you not want me?” I finally pieced something together.

“No! It’s not that” he quickly rebutted my conclusion to his hesitance. “I just…” Now he was at a loss for words.

I looked up at him, desire still burning in my body to the point I was fidgeting.

His face softened again “ah fuck” he let out in a breath and grabbed the back of my neck, thrusting me forward until we were connected again.

He walked, legs between mine, until I reached the end of the bed and fell back onto it. I pulled on the ends of his hair causing a very sexy grunt and sending me absolutely out of my mind. Now I pulled at the collar of his shirt. We stopped for a breath and to remove the pesky piece of clothing. “Should we at least slow down?” He tried once more to check and see if this was the right thing to do, which it definitely was not, but I did not give a fuck anymore. I took my hand and placed it directly ontop his pants right below the waist. I was a little bit upset to feel that he was not as rock hard as I was right now, but I did begin to feel it stiffen up after my touch.

He looked down at where my hand was, surprised at my continuing advancements, then back up at me with a smile. He took my hand off his pants and placed it back on his face. We kissed again, this time slower and deeper. He slid his thumb over my bottom lip then pressed down to pry them apart, placing it inside until the tip touched my tongue. I let him play with it like that for a moment until he replaced his thumb with his tongue. I didn’t think I could get any harder but I immediately did, I returned the favor by thrusting my tongue into his mouth as well.

“Woah!” He pulled back with a little laugh.

I tried to hide my embarrassment, so far I thought I was doing a good job at pretending like I knew what I was doing, but I was starting to lose control at our sudden advancements.

I think he picked up on my change from eager confidence to awkwardness and noticed again that I was fidgeting. “Should I help you with that?” he motioned down to my throbbing crotch.

“Ah… yes please” I sheepishly agreed and he began to untie the laces on the waistband. “Someone’s excited” he teased in his usual manner.

I bit my bottom lip as he took it in his hand, frustrated that he still felt the need to tease me in this vulnerable state, but also glad that he felt comfortable enough to still act like himself. I was not sure what he intended to do, if anything I knew if he just rubbed it with his hands like I did I might be able to last a little while.

Suddenly I was encompassed by something warm and wet, shocked I looked down to see his golden yellow mess bobbing up and down.

I gasped and reached back to take a hold of the bedding behind me. To give me a break he helped pull my pants off before rejoining me in the bed and returning to his work with even more vigor.

“No-stop now!” I tried to push him off of me because I was not lasting as long as usual. This was a new feeling of satisfaction to me and my body was eager to release itself.

He grabbed my hand, wrapping his fingers up in mine, and pinned it against my thigh while he kept his pace. Only a few moments later I couldn’t contain myself anymore and came. “I’m sorry, I told you to stop” I panted and he finally lifted his head and wiped his mouth.

“You don’t have to be sorry, Olyvar” he obeyed me for the first time tonight by calling me by my preferred name. Sitting up he started to unlace the front of his pants that I could tell had also gotten a lot tighter.

“Umm…” I managed a voice while watching him but all that came out at first was intelligible hesitation. “I’m not sure if I’m ready to… to umm” I didn’t know how to articulate that I wasn’t ready for him to put it in my ass yet.

“Don’t worry” he could tell what I meant just by watching me glance back and forth between him and my bottom. “I just want you to touch me”.

Still a little bit nervous, but also excited like a kid with a new toy, I helped him remove his pants and started tugging on him.

“Mmm” he let out another groan like before. “It needs to be wet”.

I looked down at him wondering if I was ready to at least do that, and how I was going to fit it in my mouth. He reached down and pulled my face to his, putting his tongue back in my mouth and kissing me for a while before stopping again “just spit on it” he smiled and waited for me to follow his command. Although it seemed a little brutish to me I did as he said and continued to rub him.

“I should not be doing this” he sighed as he closed his eyes and let me work.

“Why not?” I climbed on top of him since we had traded places on the bed as he was taking his pants off. I could feel that I was getting excited again as well.

“Because it feels too good” he arched his neck back digging the back of his head into the bedding. I couldn’t help but smile, I was glad that he said it felt good, but I also couldn’t help but feel like I wasn’t doing enough. After mustering up the courage I leaned over and took him in my mouth as well.

Instead of words the room was filled with groans and slurping sounds as I tried to figure out the best way to do this. He was definitely taking longer than me, making me second guess if I was doing it well or not. I could also feel myself getting wet again with precum.

“Olyvar, that’s enough” Lord Harcourt tried to ease me off of him. Normally I would not give up so easily, but my jaw was starting to ache so I sat up. I hesitated for a moment, not sure what we did now, we were both still hard but I already said I wasn’t ready to go all the way.

“Come here” he called me over, grabbing onto my legs and guiding me to straddle him.

He positioned me just on top of him and then spit in his hand before taking both of us in his grip.

After a few strokes he started to rut his hips causing more traction. My breath became ragged and I started to move as well. I reached down and we both stroked each other and rubbed against each other until we both came spreading creamy white streaks against his abdomen.

Lord Harcourt ran the tip of his finger across his stomach and placed it in his mouth.

“No stop!” I tried to reach for his arm before he could lick his finger clean but failed to do so fast enough.

“Why? You taste good” he smirked.

“But it wasn’t just me” I looked down at the mess we had made. There was no way of determining whose was whose.

“What’s the big deal? It came from my body” he tucked one arm behind his head to prop himself up a little while he continued to look at me in a forever teasing expression. Maybe it was just the structure of his face, the way his dark brows sat low on his brow bone just above his deeply carved blue eyes. “Come here” he leaned forward and pulled me down next to him so that I was nestled in the space between his arm and his chest. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and squeezed me as we kissed again.

Although I was usually hopelessly jealous of his broad and defined frame compared to my willowy stature, I was enjoying myself in his embrace.

I could hear voices, all speaking at once in the Grand Hall. The corridor connecting the large meeting area and the chambers only tuning those voices to a higher volume once they reached my ears. Unbearable.

As we reached the end of the corridor one deep and resonating voice rose above the others calling them all into a silence. “Eliam Giri Olyvar of House Deumontèmeir second of his name and oldest heir to the House of Deumontèmeir”.

I had trained my face to be absolutely placid, otherwise my eye would have twitched at each additional syllable of my traditional name.

As I stepped forward and gazed out over the balcony, everyone in the crowded room raised a toast to me and cheered. My eyes darted from face to face ignoring all the eager eyes in search for something else. Finally my sight stopped instead of on a face, a head, towards the back of the Grand Hall.

Lord Alessi Harcourt seemed to be enjoying his time entertaining a member of the staff service rather than paying attention to the reason for this party.

My announcer raised his glass after a moment of silence while everyone waited for me to make a toast that I was too annoyed to make. “May the years after this 50th be filled with coin, beast slaying, and beautiful women!” He gave a half-assed and totally off-character toast in my place, but it at least managed to finally get Lord Harcourt’s attention when the crowd began to cheer again.

He and I shared a brief moment of eye contact before he abandoned his momentary fun and began to snake his way through the back of the crowd toward the stairwell. I walked away from the balcony mid-toast. What else were we supposed to say after 50 birthdays anyways, don’t these people ever get tired of toasts? I thought to myself as I hastily flew down the stairs. Almost making it down to the last step before my overcoat caught wind and glided off my shoulders.

Standing at the bottom of the stairwell was a gallery of women waiting to meet me. The lady to my right, more than likely a princess by the display of family jewels only brought out for events such as this, gracefully curtsied and in one motion retrieved my overcoat.

Embarrassed that a princess would lower herself to pick up something after me, I tried to tell her to let me retrieve it myself before I saw another hand swiftly grab the coat from both of us and fling it back over my shoulders before carrying me off.

“Don’t worry Your Highness my savior whispered into my ear with a smirk in his tone. “I’ve kept you a spot over here”. Lord Harcourt led me through the center of the crowd this time, and back over to the table he was sitting at, the service maid now absent.

“His Excellency, Aldren Eliam Giri of House Deumontèmeir, keeper and protector of the Southern Realm” the announcement following did a service to take attention away from me as the Lord and I took our seats.

I heard my father speaking to his people but we kept our backs turned away from him as we both engaged each other instead.

The night went on as our courses continued to come out one after another.

“To your 50th” Lord Harcourt raised his cup after the sneaky servant girl from earlier rounded back on us and filled it to the brim with dark burgundy wine.

“Don’t even begin with me” I ignored his toast like I’d ignored most conversations with anyone else tonight. My father and all the princesses he invited to my birthday staring at me from across the vast overflowing table. “How many birthdays have you celebrated again?”

I tried to turn the conversation back off of me as I took another gulp, beginning to feel light headed and flirty, but not for the right reasons.

“Guess” he teased as he propped his elbow up on the table and leaned his head over into his palm, a few of his golden curls slid across his brow. He was cute.

“107” I pretended not to know after giving it a bit of thought.

“Close” he sighed and lifted his head back up, turning to pick a few more bites off his plate “109”.

An awkwardness seemed to fall between us as he continued to pick at the bits of food left on his plate. Neither of us had taken a bite in a while but we also were not ready to leave our place next to each other at the table.

“Do you,” my voice started to break a bit and I was not sure he heard me as he continued to look down. I cleared my throat just slightly and spoke up, “Do you perhaps want to sneak away with me?”

His eyes lit back up and he leaned forward into my space, “You mean ditch your own birthday party? But you haven’t entertained your guests long enough”. He raised a brow and nodded over to the many girls poised delicately down the table, all with their eyes on those who had finished eating and were dancing, eager for someone to ask their hand for a turn.

“I have plans elsewhere. I’m going whether you want to come or not” I scoffed at the idea of getting one of those girls hopes up just to have to crush their heart later when I told them I was absolutely uninterested.

“Well if you put it that way then I suppose I must escort you” he stood up and straightened out his waistcoat, which I had just noticed looked much more tasteful than his usual glarb, before offering his hand for mine.

I glanced over at my father who was currently preoccupied, then took his hand and we quickly slipped past a few dancing pairs and down the hall.

“This way” I grabbed his hand again and pulled him in the direction I knew to go. With all my time watching him on duty I knew the schedules pretty well, and which corridor would be free to pass through when.

We made it out into a small courtyard that wasn’t too far from my bedroom balcony. The courtyard was surrounded by hedges that closely hugged a towering wall.

“How exactly do you expect to get out from here?” He questioned as if he already knew it would be impossible. Little did he know I had my ways of escaping on my own for some time now.

I brought him toward the back of the courtyard where there was a break in the hedges just large enough for a body to slip between them and the wall. The two of us squeezed through, it was rather uncomfortable with two bodies trying to maneuver back here than just myself. Just a few steps in revealed a foot sized notch in the stone wall.

I grabbed hold of a large branch on the bush behind me, jammed my foot into the notch, and heaved myself up until I could swing my other arm over and grip the top of the wall. From there was sheer arm strength to pull yourself up.

This was always the hardest part, I remembered the first times I tried to heave myself over this wall and failed at this part, my arms giving out and I scratched the hell out of myself along the bushes. Even worse, you could not tell from behind the tangled leaves if anyone had entered the courtyard behind you so it was always a gamble no one would see you emerge from the tops of the bushes.

Lord Harcourt looked up at me who was straddling the top of the wall waiting for him to attempt his break. “You’re the clever one aren’t you” he tried to whisper but had to at a higher than ideal volume for me to still hear him from this height.

“Just hurry up!” I hushed back at him and jumped over the other side to give him room.

After I landed on my feet I looked up at the wall waiting impatiently to see him follow. A few long seconds passed and I began to worry he either couldn’t make it or he’d been caught. Finally I saw the tips of his fingers grip onto the top of the wall and he managed to pull himself up and over.

Catching himself after the big jump he turned back towards the wall. “Great, and how do we get back over from this side?”

“We don’t” I admitted, unfortunately this was just one of my ways out but not a way back in.

“Well what’s the point of sneaking out if you can’t get back in?” He questioned in a clearly deflated tone.

“We can get back in, it just depends how late we’re out on where we go to get back in” I assured him that I also knew ways to break in which ended up worrying him more about the integrity of our security. “Come we still need to get onto a road before the wall patrol comes around”.

We walked for a while as I confided in Lord Harcourt about finding the little passageway behind the bushes when I was small playing in the courtyard but only years later realized I could use it to sneak out. He scolded me about wanting to leave without an escort for my own safety but I assured him I always kept to myself and played it safe when I went out.

“Here they’re already waiting for us” I quickened my pace as we made it to my planned meeting spot. A few of the staffs I’d managed to become friends with were waiting for me in a vehicle. They all happily greeted me until they saw who was behind me. “No, don't worry, he won’t say anything about us being out, will you Lord Harcourt?” I turned to him with the question as he would also likely recognize my party as staff.

Lord Harcourt looked surprised and puzzled at our level of acquaintance, likely thinking how could I have made other friends when I spent most of my time bothering him. Sighing as he realized he could either risk saying something later and having to explain why he was out with me as well, or just continue to trust me. “I won’t say anything,” he began and finished with “as long as I don’t have a reason to need to say anything” to remind us he was still obligated to defend and protect me.

A few of my friends exchanged some worried glances until my closest friend Balen spoke up to ease everyone else “well now that the groups all here let’s go!”

We all piled into the vehicle, Balen taking his usual seat next to me and Lord Harcourt having to sit across from me.

As the vehicle took off Balen handed me a bag, “I brought you a few things to change into, but I don’t think there’s anything in there that would fit him”. He nodded over in Lord Harcourts direction who looked down at what he was wearing, likely wondering what was wrong with it considering this was his version of dressing up. I knew he didn’t get out much so he was not aware of what the locals wore compared to within the walls.

I reached into the bag and retrieved a metallic gray set with a pair of blocky white footwear. My face lit up at the stylish attire, I always did prefer the local tastes rather than the formal garments at home. “Thanks!” I smiled and gave my friend a half hug. When we embraced I glanced back over at Lord Harcourt who was being spoken to but wouldn’t take his eyes off of me. I was glad it was rather dark inside the vehicle so hopefully no one would notice me blushing. To hide my face until the redness went away I started to undress, taking off my overcoat, then gilet, then tunic, and replaced those layers with the one top Balen had given me. After each piece of clothing was removed and put on I had to keep myself from looking over at him, but I could still feel his gaze on me.

I waited for the vehicle to come to a stop before I attempted to undress below the waist. After we stopped the doors opened and immediately you could hear the mix of songs from the nearby clubs. Everyone started to make their way outside until it was just me, Balen, and Lord Harcourt left.

“Would you excuse me?” I finally looked back over at him as I stood to finish changing.

He looked over at me, then the Balen who was completely oblivious and not moving an inch, then back at me.

“I’ll just be a moment” I looked over at Balen to excuse him as well.

“Okay?” He sounded confused as to why I was suddenly so private around him, but they both eventually left me inside and I switched bottoms. When I finished changing and rejoined them outside I noticed the clothes were just a little big for me so I tightened the drawstrings on the waistband.

“Looking good!” One of my other friends exclaimed. “Just like a Denzi!” Another friend pointed out that in these clothes I fit in with the natives, the Denzi as they had begun to call themselves.

“Yeah now we just have to make sure no one suspects him” a thumb was thrown over a shoulder in Lord Harcourts direction who was still in the same get up as before.

“Here why don’t we just try to fix him a little” another friend approached him until he was short a glare. He lifted his hands up as a means to say he didn’t mean any harm, and Lord Harcourt softened his expression giving in to the quick makeover”. First they removed his overcoat, it was unusually warm out tonight and he wouldn’t need it in the club anyways. Under that was a belted vest, they removed them both exposing a leather strap around his chest holding a few concealed knives. My friends glanced over at me wondering who exactly I’d brought along.

“These are staying with me” Lord Harcourt insisted, but they would have to remain hidden so they put the best back on without the belt and called it good “Alright let’s go!” Balen pumped a fist into the air then threw his arm over my shoulder, walking with me into the nearest club.

As soon as the doors opened and we stepped inside we could feel the vibrations of the loud music through our chests and our feet. Every time I felt this I always got excited, it made it really easy to dance when your feet already felt so light.

Balen leaned over so I could hear him over the music asking what I wanted to drink. I told him my order then asked if we would get Lord Harcourt something as well.

“I’ll just follow him” he replied when I asked what he wanted, and he and Balen broke away with a few others and made their way to the bar.

The rest of us stayed nearby, some of my friends already breaking out into full on dance. The song that was on came to an end and a new one which clearly had popularity among them began. Excited about the selection, they encouraged me to start dancing with them. Although I did not know the song like they did, music like this was not so welcomed back home, it was an easy beat to dance to so I cheerfully joined in. Before too long Balen tapped me on the shoulder and handed me my drink. I looked over to see if Lord Harcourt had made it back from the bar yet, but instead of regrouping with us he was standing to the side sipping on a glass. I hoped this was not too far out of his comfort zone and at some point tonight he would loosen up, but I was not counting on it.

Song after song passed and I was brought a few more drinks until I started to feel the same vibrations from my feet in my head as well. Lights flashed all around us, giving different colored tints to my friends' smiling faces.

“Look who’s here!” Balen shouted over the beating speakers and waved at a face I did not recognize, it must have been a friend of theirs that didn’t work for us. Balen and a few others broke away from our group to go and greet their friend. I took this as a chance to slip away and check on Lord Harcourt who had yet to move from his spot other than a few side to side steps to keep me in his line of sight through the crowd.

“Will you join us at any point tonight?” I questioned in a taunting tone.

He continued to look straight ahead after I stood next to him like he was trying to pretend he wasn’t staring at me earlier but just casually looking around. “I’m fine over here”.

“Well then why don’t you order another drink, you’ve been sipping on that glass since we got here” I on the other hand had been graciously taking every drink my friends had brought me. Usually I would limit myself but since Lord Harcourt was here I felt I could get away with a few more tonight, and although I did not want tonight to be any particular celebration my friends knew it was my birthday so they were encouraging me to enjoy it.

Just on cue another friend of mine ordered two more drinks from the bar and handed me one before bobbing back onto the dance floor. I looked up at Lord Harcourt with a suggestive expression and held the drink in front of him.

He finally looked over at me who was now swaying the glass in front of him. Giving up he downed what was left in his first drink and took the other one from me.

Leaning on the edge of the table that was next to us I’d just set his empty glass on, I watched and waited for him to finish this drink as well. These were rather small glasses anyways compared to the drinks we were being served earlier in the evening, the bar here obviously wanted you to just get a taste of what they had to serve then come order more. In fact, I’d read before that other alcohols would make people sick the next day when drinking too much. I’d never experienced a sickness like that before nor did I know of anyone who did so that was definitely a benefit of the local drink.

Lord Harcourt finally finished his glass and I placed that one on the table next to the other before grabbing his hands and dragging him from his lurking and into the mass of bodies.

I wasn’t sure where my other friends had gone to, either they had wandered off with someone else or the wave of moving arms and torsos just cast them further from our reach. I wasn’t too concerned though, because right now I was feeling light, the music was good, and Lord Harcourt was standing in front of me awfully close due to the close proximity of all the others dancing around us.

A new song started to play, the lights in the club all around us were in sync with the pulsing synth. I started to sway, closing my eyes so I could really feel the sensation and let it lead my body. The beat began to pick up, I threw my hands in the air while my legs started a little jump to the rhythm. In my fervor I accidentally bounced back a little too far and knocked into someone behind me, before I could turn to apologize I felt two hands wrap around my waist and pin me against their body.

Lord Harcourt looked down at me as if he were about to scold me, but in the moment I saw the flashing lights reflecting in his gleaming eyes and my mind completely closed off.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer into a kiss.

At first he seemed to be startled, but after a fleeting moment his grip tightened around my waist and he leaned further into the kiss.

In our embrace I suddenly began to remember a time when I began to fall in love with him, his voice was ringing in my head.

“Olyvar… Olyvar!” Our kiss ended as I realized the voice in my head was actually my friend Balen calling my name.

Lord Harcourt let go as I pulled away and searched the area for my friend. Once I turned around I saw Balen emerge. I wasn’t sure if he had seen anything, but he didn’t seem to act any sort of way when he made his way over to us.

“We are about to leave for another location. Are you joining us?” My friend informed me.

Before I could give him my answer, Lord Harcourt stepped forward “I think we will be finding our own way tonight” he dismissed the invitation and briefing thanked him before taking my hand and leading me away.

Afraid he was upset that I’d kissed him I kept quiet as we found the exit to the club, but when we were both outside I spoke up. “We will need to go down a few streets. Most vehicles don’t pick up from this area because of the heavy foot traffic” I only expected that he was wanting to look for a way back home.

“I just want to go somewhere more private” he disclosed the reason for us leaving in a hurry. “You know a place we can go?”

“Private?” I repeated the word he used to make sure I was understanding him correctly. “Like a tavern or-?”

“A room” he clarified exactly what sort of privacy he was looking for.

“I think there’s some over this direction” I pointed to his right and he waited for me to lead the way.

Although I was a little more familiar to the area than he was, neither of us got out very much, I didn’t want to admit I was not exactly sure where I was going. The times I did sneak out I was always escorted by Balen who was a Denzi and knew all the spots to go. I tried to remember all the times we’d walked up and down these streets and hoped I was going in the right direction.

Lord Harcourt followed closely behind, but I still kept glancing back to make sure he was still there. After just a few minutes of walking and just a couple more streets over, the loud music from all the clubs began to slightly fade and we found the lodging street I was looking for.

The buildings were narrow walk up types, looking like they were built in a rush once the settlement grew.

Regardless we found one that looked decent and had a room available on the third floor.

Lord Harcourt didn’t say a word to me as he made the transaction for the room and the host showed us up the stairs to the right door.

I was nervous the host might think it odd that two guys would be getting a single room together. With Lord Harcourt still dressed the way he was I'm sure they suspected he was not a local and didn’t question him.

The room was small but tidy, nothing but a bedstead which was rather large for the room, a lanky table, a washstand near the door, and a small closet with shelves that contained extra linen.

I stood by waiting to see what he would do, my eyes following him across the room as he took off his vest and harness, dropping them off on the table and stopping to stand in front of the single window.

The window was long and narrow, almost spanning half of his length. It was carved out of the thick exterior wall with a wide ledge you could post yourself on, and hidden from the outside behind dark paneled shutters.

He unlatched the shudders' closure and pushed the lengthy pieces away exposing his figure to the outside and casting his shadow into the room that up until now was only illuminated by a few candles on the table.

He leaned over the window sill, nothing but a flimsy looking window box between him and the drop down.

“I always thought this was an interesting place” he finally began a conversation. “It’s so new, it can become anything it wants to be but here the native customs still prospers over the foreign”.

I moved to his side of the room and leaned against the wall next to him. “Do you ever miss your home very much?” Lord Harcourt didn’t talk too much about himself before being recruited to my fathers commission.

He thought about it for a moment, like he had to think hard to reach back that far into his own memories. “There was not much for me there,” he professed, “but I do miss trees” he looked over at me with a smile, half his face cast in shadow.

I still was unsure why we came here, and Lord Harcourt didn’t seem so sure about himself anymore either, but I still had a buzz from the high of us kissing and didn’t want it to wear off before I gathered the courage to attempt it again.

I touched his face, my fingers stopping on every single piece of expression.

“Your Highness” his solicitous voice cut through the stiff air.

“Don’t,” I stopped him from trying to interrupt my exploration. “Call me Olyvar”

“Ol-“ as soon as his mouth made the shape of my name I smashed our lips together.

I held onto either side of his face, turning it so that I could go back in at a better angle. His hands reached up and grabbed a hold of mine, pulling them down and ripping some space between us. I kept trying to jump back into it, but he kept pulling back just in time.

He looked down at me but I couldn’t understand what his eyes were saying.

“I… do you… not want… can…” I kept trying to start a sentence, but since I didn’t know what he was thinking I couldn’t seem to form my own thoughts. The only thing I could think about was how it felt to be close to him. “Do you not want me?” I finally pieced something together.

“No! It’s not that” he quickly rebutted my conclusion to his hesitance. “I just…” Now he was at a loss for words.

I looked up at him, desire still burning in my body to the point I was fidgeting.

His face softened again “ah fuck” he let out in a breath and grabbed the back of my neck, thrusting me forward until we were connected again.

He walked, legs between mine, until I reached the end of the bed and fell back onto it. I pulled on the ends of his hair causing a very sexy grunt and sending me absolutely out of my mind. Now I pulled at the collar of his shirt. We stopped for a breath and to remove the pesky piece of clothing. “Should we at least slow down?” He tried once more to check and see if this was the right thing to do, which it definitely was not, but I did not give a fuck anymore. I took my hand and placed it directly ontop his pants right below the waist. I was a little bit upset to feel that he was not as rock hard as I was right now, but I did begin to feel it stiffen up after my touch.

He looked down at where my hand was, surprised at my continuing advancements, then back up at me with a smile. He took my hand off his pants and placed it back on his face. We kissed again, this time slower and deeper. He slid his thumb over my bottom lip then pressed down to pry them apart, placing it inside until the tip touched my tongue. I let him play with it like that for a moment until he replaced his thumb with his tongue. I didn’t think I could get any harder but I immediately did, I returned the favor by thrusting my tongue into his mouth as well.

“Woah!” He pulled back with a little laugh.

I tried to hide my embarrassment, so far I thought I was doing a good job at pretending like I knew what I was doing, but I was starting to lose control at our sudden advancements.

I think he picked up on my change from eager confidence to awkwardness and noticed again that I was fidgeting. “Should I help you with that?” he motioned down to my throbbing crotch.

“Ah… yes please” I sheepishly agreed and he began to untie the laces on the waistband. “Someone’s excited” he teased in his usual manner.

I bit my bottom lip as he took it in his hand, frustrated that he still felt the need to tease me in this vulnerable state, but also glad that he felt comfortable enough to still act like himself. I was not sure what he intended to do, if anything I knew if he just rubbed it with his hands like I did I might be able to last a little while.

Suddenly I was encompassed by something warm and wet, shocked I looked down to see his golden yellow mess bobbing up and down.

I gasped and reached back to take a hold of the bedding behind me. To give me a break he helped pull my pants off before rejoining me in the bed and returning to his work with even more vigor.

“No-stop now!” I tried to push him off of me because I was not lasting as long as usual. This was a new feeling of satisfaction to me and my body was eager to release itself.

He grabbed my hand, wrapping his fingers up in mine, and pinned it against my thigh while he kept his pace. Only a few moments later I couldn’t contain myself anymore and came. “I’m sorry, I told you to stop” I panted and he finally lifted his head and wiped his mouth.

“You don’t have to be sorry, Olyvar” he obeyed me for the first time tonight by calling me by my preferred name. Sitting up he started to unlace the front of his pants that I could tell had also gotten a lot tighter.

“Umm…” I managed a voice while watching him but all that came out at first was intelligible hesitation. “I’m not sure if I’m ready to… to umm” I didn’t know how to articulate that I wasn’t ready for him to put it in my ass yet.

“Don’t worry” he could tell what I meant just by watching me glance back and forth between him and my bottom. “I just want you to touch me”.

Still a little bit nervous, but also excited like a kid with a new toy, I helped him remove his pants and started tugging on him.

“Mmm” he let out another groan like before. “It needs to be wet”.

I looked down at him wondering if I was ready to at least do that, and how I was going to fit it in my mouth. He reached down and pulled my face to his, putting his tongue back in my mouth and kissing me for a while before stopping again “just spit on it” he smiled and waited for me to follow his command. Although it seemed a little brutish to me I did as he said and continued to rub him.

“I should not be doing this” he sighed as he closed his eyes and let me work.

“Why not?” I climbed on top of him since we had traded places on the bed as he was taking his pants off. I could feel that I was getting excited again as well.

“Because it feels too good” he arched his neck back digging the back of his head into the bedding. I couldn’t help but smile, I was glad that he said it felt good, but I also couldn’t help but feel like I wasn’t doing enough. After mustering up the courage I leaned over and took him in my mouth as well.

Instead of words the room was filled with groans and slurping sounds as I tried to figure out the best way to do this. He was definitely taking longer than me, making me second guess if I was doing it well or not. I could also feel myself getting wet again with precum.

“Olyvar, that’s enough” Lord Harcourt tried to ease me off of him. Normally I would not give up so easily, but my jaw was starting to ache so I sat up. I hesitated for a moment, not sure what we did now, we were both still hard but I already said I wasn’t ready to go all the way.

“Come here” he called me over, grabbing onto my legs and guiding me to straddle him.

He positioned me just on top of him and then spit in his hand before taking both of us in his grip.

After a few strokes he started to rut his hips causing more traction. My breath became ragged and I started to move as well. I reached down and we both stroked each other and rubbed against each other until we both came spreading creamy white streaks against his abdomen.

Lord Harcourt ran the tip of his finger across his stomach and placed it in his mouth.

“No stop!” I tried to reach for his arm before he could lick his finger clean but failed to do so fast enough.

“Why? You taste good” he smirked.

“But it wasn’t just me” I looked down at the mess we had made. There was no way of determining whose was whose.

“What’s the big deal? It came from my body” he tucked one arm behind his head to prop himself up a little while he continued to look at me in a forever teasing expression. Maybe it was just the structure of his face, the way his dark brows sat low on his brow bone just above his deeply carved blue eyes. “Come here” he leaned forward and pulled me down next to him so that I was nestled in the space between his arm and his chest. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and squeezed me as we kissed again.

Although I was usually hopelessly jealous of his broad and defined frame compared to my willowy stature, I was enjoying myself in his embrace.

Writer’s comments

This is my first time sharing an original story so please any comments or suggestions are very welcome. I hope this first part has left any readers curious about the plot of this story and I guarantee you from this part only you will not be expecting what’s to come. I’m a fan of fast sexual burn and long awaited character development so there will be much more in store.

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[bihansthot]

Hello! Can you write a story about the OC/reader stealing and wearing Bi Han’s uniform, his reaction? Thank you! I hope you are doing well!

Sorry for the wait lovely! Hopefully this is what you had in mind!

You sat on the Grandmaster’s bed in nothing but his tabard, your breasts barely contained by the heavy garment, everywhere else it was loose and flowing and you waited. You weren’t sure how Bi-Han was going to react to you stealing his uniform while he was in the shower, but knowing your lover he wouldn’t be opposed to it, you were hoping it would turn him on.

“Qīn?” His deep voice calls to you, the low timber resonating in your core, “have you seen my uniform, I swear I left it here before my shower.” He stalks into his room, towel slung low across his delicious hips as his flawless torso is on display to you, little rivulets of water cling to his skin before crystallizing into shining diamonds of ice. His shoulder-length, ebony hair hung freely as he walked. He stops when he sees you in nothing but his uniform, his mouth forming a surprised ‘o’ shape as he takes in the sight of you, very quickly his expression darkens with lust and his lips quirk into his signature smirk. “I see there’s a new thief amongst our ranks,” he growls low and circles the bed predatorily.

“Oh, really? Is this yours? I mistook it for mine,” you tease him slightly as you press your thighs together trying to alleviate the mounting arousal you feel as you see the cryomancer eyeing you like prey.

It doesn’t take long before he pounces on you, pinning you to the bed with ease, “what possessed you to wear my clothes,” he pauses to palm your heaving chest, loving the weight of your breasts in his calloused hands. “They don’t even fit qin,” he smirks as he easily pulls your breast out the side of the tabard he brings his cold tongue to the sensitive bud before pulling your nipple into his mouth, enjoying it pebbling immediately at the cold of his mouth.

You sigh and moan lightly as your fingers thread through his wet hair pulling his head closer as arousal pools in your stomach. Bi-Han is being so soft and delicate with you as he palms your other breast and teases your nipple into a stiff peak to match the one in his mouth.

“I love your tits so much qin,” he groans against your chest as he releases his hold on the one in his mouth. A cold hand snakes down your body as two icy fingers prod against your warm, wet opening, you spread your legs wide to accommodate the cryomancer as his fingers sink in.

“Ah! Bi-Han,” you cry out as the cold assaults your body, you don’t have time to worry about the cold though as the cryomancer’s skilled fingers find your sweet spot with practiced precision. He strokes and prods the node as you whimper and whine under him, he teases the bundle of nerves with soft strokes and come hither motions as his cold lips find your neck as he nips and sucks greedily pulling another cry from you.

Bi-Han is in a hurry today it seems as he pulls his fingers free of your warmth and repositions you for his cock, the towel is thrown carelessly to the floor as he runs his cockhead along your silky folds before pressing it in. “Ah fuck,” he breathes, “who’s my good girl? All wet for her Grandmaster already, naughty little thing like you probably got wet just wearing my uniform, does it smell like me? Did that get your little pussy all wet? Just thinking about me wearing it?” He groans as he starts thrusting into you deeply, his cock rearranging your insides to make room for his cock.

“Y-yes Grandmaster, I-I’m a filthy little girl and wanted to smell you while I touched myself but you caught me before I could,” you simper out in between pleasured pants.

His balls slap against your skin as he plows into you, each thrust knocking his fat cock head into your sweet spot as his cock kisses your cervix with every movement. “Such a dirty girl, you couldn’t even wait for me? You needed my cock that badly?” He growls and holds your hips tightly as he continues his onslaught.

You cry out as each thrust pushes you closer and closer to your completion, the arousal starts to become unbearable almost choking as his cock assaults your tight pussy. “B-Bi-Han,” you whimper and warn him of your impending orgasm, but the warning comes a bit too late as your walls clamp tightly around his cock and you tumble over the edge, you cry out loudly as waves of pleasure course through your body. Your head falls back and to the side and you bite your bottom lip hard as your body trembles and convulses in his strong grip.

“Fuck!” Bi-Han nearly yells as your plush walls constrict around his cock and start milking him, eager for his seed, he lets out a low groan as he holds your hips with an icy grip as he frantically slams into you. “Naughty little thing, cumming so quickly, maybe I should cum on your stomach to teach you a lesson,” he threatens.

Your head thrashes from side to side, “no please Grandmaster! Not that! Please! I’m sorry, I’ll be better next time, please, please cum inside me! Please!” You beg frantically as you tighten your pussy, desperate to keep him inside you.

“I guess I’ll oblige this time, since you can apparently at least remember to ask nicely,” he grits out his thrusts becoming sharp and erratic. He stills as his teeth sink into the juncture of your neck to quiet himself as he spills his icy cold cum inside your hot pussy.

You moan loudly as you feel the Grandmaster’s vicious release filling your spent cunt, the sensation always felt so satisfying to you like you did your job properly. Maybe you should steal his clothes more often if this was the outcome.

“Steal my clothes again and you’re going to get a spanking next time too qin,” Bi-Han states as if he could read your mind.

Oh yes, you would definitely be stealing his clothes again, “understood, Grandmaster,” you reply trying to hold back a giggle as you sigh contently as you feel Bi-Han slowly pulling out.

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[pagehum13]

scene from movie Lilo and Snitch . The moment I saw the scene I knew I had to create this masterpeice.

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[mayflora-18]

Sequel to this: https://www.tumblr.com/mayflora-18/730090099611779072/what-i-did-went-onto-pinterest-and-typed-in-my

What I did: went onto Pinterest and typed in my real name + “core”

My first nine results:

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Have a good day, guys!

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[niblets-criblet]

Prepare yourselves!

Stay tuned to see when you can get your very own Heavy plushie!

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[froknroll]

Hello friends!

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