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randynova · 2 years

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hi! if request are still open, could i ask for some grand duke kaufman content? some smut would be amazing, but anything else would be just as awesome! thanks in advance ;v;

ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴀʀᴇsᴛ

ɢʀᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴜᴋᴇ ᴋᴀᴜғᴍᴀɴ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬-𝐢𝐧-𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐊𝐚𝐮𝐟𝐦𝐚𝐧.

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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ(s): sᴍᴜᴛ, ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ sᴇx, ᴠᴀɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴘᴇɴᴇᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ, ᴏɴᴇ-ɴɪɢʜᴛ sᴛᴀɴᴅ, ᴏᴠᴇʀsᴛɪᴍ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ɪɴғᴇᴅɪʟɪᴛʏ

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A.N.: I love you for requesting about Kaufman, he's literally my second favorite character [right next to Kosair ofc], and I'm finally getting a request just for the man😩🤚 thank you and I hope you enjoy.

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"Oh, your H-Highness…!"

The high-pitched squeal comes from the carriage, muffled by the creaking of the wagon's wheels as the coach rocked back and forth. Mewls and groans ricochet off the enclosed space, mixing with the slapping of skin and wet squelching of the sacrilegious endeavor.

The windows panned with a thin layer of fog, curtains drawn aside, and allowing an obscure view of two silhouettes. The scene within could barely be made out unless one took a long, good look within. However, the sinful sounds painted quite a clear picture on its own, even from a few feet away.

It would surely cause a scandal and uproar within the Western Empire if one realized who was the one creating such noise. The headlines of the leader of a nation fucking one of the Empress's ladies-in-waiting could destroy both of you, yet, at this moment, who cares? Certainly, not you.

Afterall, it's improper for a lady to fraternize with an unmarried man who is not her fiance, unchaperoned, much less her innocence be plucked by a man she had only just met. But how could you deny such a wicked request from an attractive bachelor? The lingering touches and burning stares, how his stormy gaze racked your form whenever you passed, heart drumming in his ribcage — the tension had been too much to bear or ignore.

A coachman stood watch outside, whistling to themselves as they remained on alert for any stray folks coming by to collect their carriages, diverting their attention from the endeavor within the coach behind to assure the nobles were not caught. However, their mind was more focused on the leather pouch of gold the Duke granted him in exchange for their 'services'. They could only hope you two finished, tired from standing for a couple hours already.

Yet, the hope had been crushed when a high-pitched moan reached the coachman's ears.

Dear heavens, the Grand Duke couldn't get enough of hearing such shameless cries from his favorite noble lady, the need to hear more pitiful sounds as he clings to your supple form. Your spine curves as his cockhead hilts in your weeping heat, choking out a plea for him to please slow down.

Soft hands grasped onto his broad shoulders, giving them a squeeze before hooking around his neck as you sank down into his lap, gasping at every delicious stretch from each deep thrust. Fingers knot themselves in his silver locks, tugging at them as the man groans against your skin, nipping at your chest. Vibrations caressed your flesh, the stuttering sounds trickling from his mouth stroking the smoldering flame in your body.

A moan drums in your throat, pulling harshly at his hair. "Kaufman, please, ngh—nghhh…!" You whine, constricting around his twitching cock, and pulling another breathless moan from the Duke.

His hair tickled your nose as his lips grazed your soft flesh, lips brushing over your throat before he began suckling on the delicate surface of your windpipe. Like an artist, he carved dark welts into your velvet skin, painting lovebites in a trail as his teeth grazed and marked across his own personal canvas — you. In the Duke's eyes, you were simply a walking dream he needed, one he had to experience at least once in his life. Kaufman clasped his hands around your thighs, pawing and hastily pushing you down to meet every powerful rut in a pathetic attempt to keep himself nestled in your slick.

"Please, we must stop, Your Highness…!" You beg, eyes glossy from the tears running down your cheeks and a hazy mind that could hardly grasp your climbing release. "I cannot—Lord— cannot continue….!"

Though, Kaufman ignored your attempts to cease and did not slow his movements in the slightest. Dragging his girth and sending a shiver down your back, he sheathes himself back into your dripping pussy without hesitation, continuing to hit every sweet spot that has you ascending to heaven. Your muscles twitch in his palm and he begins to support much more of your weight into his grasp. No, no, not now, don't stop now.

"My lady, please, I need you… I need you to keep going. Ahh, mmm-ngh…," he breathes, kneading your plush and pressing his forehead to the curve of your shoulder. He pulls you closer, pelvis driving into you, determined to continue this fantasy for as long as possible.

Fuck, he couldn't bare to part and not be buried in such a tight cunt as great as yours, so warm and welcoming, sucking him in so greedily even as he split your poor pussy apart. Curses spill from Kaufman, clenching his jaw as he slips deeper into his pussy-drunken state, forgetting how you were struggling to keep up.

"Kaufman, no, no, I can't….!" You whimper, screwing your eyes shut, knowing just one more thrust would have you crumbling and reaching your end. Each plea from before had been ignored, so all you could do was hope he had enough. You didn't know how much more your body could take. "Heavens, Kaufman—ah!"

The pleasure is becoming too much and soon, you would slip into a state that was nothing more than a babbling sniveling whore, no longer able to think about anything else than royal cock stuffing you to the brim with his fertile cum. No longer putting in any effort, you hoped your lack of engagement would deter him — but no.

It merely spurred the Duke to take matters into his own hands and sink you onto his cock, hands clutching your thighs and lifting you off, only to repeat the process as he slams you back down. Cries ripped from your throat and you weakly tug and pull at his hair, sniffling as the pleasure had all become too much.

As you pleaded with him, Kaufamn became lost in his own head. How could he have gone so long without breeding such a fertile cunny? Without knowing how it grips him so snuggly whilst he plucks it for the first time? It is as if his whole being is being devoured — from every broken moan to every fleeting thought, consumed by the rapture of your lust. Yet he did not want it to stop. Even as he drowned and every fiber of his being begged for him to cease, he couldn't stop.

It didn't matter how his own body screamed for rest, the man became more obsessed with ingraining the way your pussy spasmed and creamed around him with every orgasm, adding more to the slick already coating the base of his cock. A white ring painted his shaft as well, testament to how he could hardly get enough of you, proof you were just as hooked as him. But, God, he needed more.

More than you were willing to give him.

Sucking in a sharp breath, Kaufamn's movements began to grow sloppy, biting back a moan as he bucked erratically into your tepid heat, approaching his release once more. The man melted easily into you, a layer of perspiration coating his temple, pleasure contorting his features from reeling with every bounce of your frame.

If by any god out there you hated him for fucking you into a mindless cocksleeve after your requests to stop, he hoped you would forgive him when he was done, for he was far from being finished from using your cunt to his heart's content.

Your arousal drips onto his cock, walls squeezing around him as your release hits you, moaning pathetically as you couldn't take anymore stimulation to your poor abused cunt, snug slick tightening around him so deliciously, he could no longer push his own climax. The duke followed in suit, shutting his eyes tightly and letting out a shaky gasp.

The years of his own dirty endeavors in his homeland would have never prepared him for the moment he is in now, how a woman can mold so perfectly to a man as he sheathes himself into her, pulling melodious cries until her throat became raw as she milked him for all he was worth with no remorse, welcoming their fall from grace, and drowning in a sinful lake of their own creation.

The height of one’s own climax had always been a pivotal moment souls grew obsessed with chasing, to keep feeling the familiar sensation when the flame consumes you as the pot of pleasure spills over, letting you experience the moment between death and life as the air leaves your lungs — where your mind is no longer present and you are nothing but a shell of euphoria.

Praying incoherently under his breath, Kaufman spills a copious amount of hot and thick cum, painting your cunt a creamy white, rutting until the waves of his orgasm wash away. His eyes flutter open and he’s met with the sight of your teary expression, yet, his chest swells at the picture of your glossy eyes and fucked-out face. This is his own euphoria, a creation he cannot stop quite yet until he has fully destroyed you. Despite the teardrops running down your cheeks, the duke cannot see himself leaving you.

When will he see you again if you stop now? His fear of never experiencing this moment again fills him and before he knows it, he has already made up his mind, determined to have you needing and wanting him as much as he desires you.

Slowly pulling out, you do not notice how his gaze darkens, whimpering as he rests his flaccid length against your cunny. You become hopeful of the fact you would get a break and slip back into the palace unnoticed.

However, the thought is pushed aside as he fluidly lifts your frame off his lap and moves it onto the seat, swiftly pushing you onto your back, opening your trembling legs apart as he slots himself between your thighs and sinks back inside your sensitive pussy.

Only now do you see the sick obsession pooling in his light hues, a look you have only seen once in your life, and right then and there, you know. Time stills as you stare back at him, yet regret does not fill you. Your heart squeezes as he presses his chest flush against yours, capturing your lips as he spills every ounce of his longing for you into the kiss. For now, you would forget your worries in the man who might still hold a flame for your respected Empress.

But if you were going to stay here for a while more, you could only hope the ball lasted long enough for you to sneak back into your quarters. You could not have either of their Majesties question your whereabouts as the seed of a royal diplomat leaked from your slick. Heavens no.

Why, what would your fiance say if they heard it from Heinrey and Navier instead of you?

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©ʀᴀɴᴅʏɴᴏᴠᴀ || ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ || ɴᴏ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs, ᴇᴅɪᴛs, ᴄᴏᴘʏɪɴɢ, ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛɪɴɢ, ᴇᴛᴄ. ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴄɪʀᴄᴜᴍsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇs.

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francenealove · 5 months

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Sovieshu Vict X M!Reader

Prolog - How They Met

"uhh.." (Sovieshu)

"Apa Anda sudah sadar?" (Dokter)

"Ini dimana? Dan Anda siapa?" (Sovieshu)

"Untunglah Anda sudah sadar! Anda berada di rumah sakit dan saya adalah dokter yang menangani Anda. Apa Anda merasakan sakit di tubuh Anda?" (Dokter)

"Tidak, Saya tidak merasakan sakit pada tubuh Saya." (Sovieshu)

"Dan disebelah Saya ini adalah orang yang membawa anda kemari. Anda ditemukan tidak sadarkan diri di taman dekat Jl. XXX XXXX. Kalau begitu Saya permisi terlebih dahulu."

Reader's POV

Haduh.. barusan mau pulang, kenapa malah ada aja masalahnya

"Uhm.. Apa Tuan sudah baik-baik saja?"

"Ya."

Kaku banget sumpah.. Pengen pulang..

"Apa ada keluarga atau kerabat yang bisa saya hubungi untuk menjaga Anda disini?"

"Tidak ada."

"Uhm.. Apa tuan korban dari suatu kejahatan?"

"Bukan."

AARRGGHHH.. KAKU NYAAA.. BAKALAN SEMALEMAN DI SINI

#sovieshu #remarried empress fanfic #isekai #x reader #x male reader

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thereissomehope · 1 year

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Unexpected

grand duke Kaufman x reader

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summary: Since a tender age, you have been raised to be the perfect noble lady. You yearned for a different life, to be free, but it wasn't possible, your destiny was to be married to the best suitor. Still, you could hope for something different. it could never happen to you, could it?

notes: uploading this in tumblr. i didn't like Kaufman's ending in the novel (no hate to the autor tho) so I'm going to write something different. this is an sort of AU where the whole whitemond/princess Charlotte thing didn't happen.

warnings: manwha/novel spoilers

Chapter One: Garden

From outside the room, you could hear the quiet mumble of the voices of the maids, their dainty steps against the floors. You could also hear the chirping of birds, and the voices from the staff outside the manor. All were indicators that the day had indeed begun, but you wouldn’t open your eyes yet. Choosing instead to bask in your peace, hoping to be able to savor those few moments where you were no one and the world couldn’t bother you.

The sunlight streamed through the windows, the rays of the sun streaming inside the manor, filling it with the golden haze that comes with the sun, basking in golden the lavish furniture and the marble floors.

The curtain from the bed was pushed to the side, the sunlight from the windows streamed through the opening, hitting your face and making you open your eyes. You squeezed them while rising, resting on your elbows and turning to the side.

“Good morning, my lady.” The maid by the side of the bed bowed, the ones behind her did the same. “It is time to wake up.”

Elli, one of the maids, grabbed a towel, basking it in a basin full of water before helping you clean your face. Other maids helped you stand up, bringing trays with food and drink. They helped you undress, getting the nightgown off of you and dressing you back into new clothing for the day. They brushed your hair and helped you get ready for the day.

This was how most of your days would begin. The maids would come in, rising you from your slumber and back to the routine that was your day-to-day life.

You were used to it, to the routine. To the way, most events would repeat themselves through the week, and once again happen the next, and the next one after that. It was part of your life, of who you were. You still couldn’t help but wonder about more and yearn.

- What dress will you wear today, my lady? Will you like the blue one? - The weather is lovely, it's sure to be sunny for the rest of the day - what do you wish to eat today? I will notice the chef immediately. – The marquis sent a letter, my Lady. They said they will be back in a few weeks. - The voices of the maids surrounded you while they dressed you. One tied the blue lace of the dress while the other talked, and you were in the middle of their swarm.

Before long, you were parting from the manor. You told the butler your indications for the day and got on the carriage for your leave.

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“Did you hear that Lord Kosair is in a relationship? I’m so jealous!”

A group of noble ladies chattered in one of the gardens of the palace. The young women talked, waving their fans and giggling under their flowery sunhats. The long winter had finally faded, and everyone wanted to rejoice in the so waited spring. The young ladies were no exception.

“Ugh, yes, I heard that. There go any of my chances with him,” said one of the ladies, getting her blonde hair out of her face before continuing talking. “I guess I will have to find myself some company in the ball next week.”

“Some company? Why not better one pretender?”

“One?”

The ladies laughed loudly, covering their smiles behind hands and fans. They continued laughing and joking about noblemen while you listened, laughing occasionally.

You enjoyed talking with the ladies during your free days. Their company was amusing, a welcomed change to the usual quietness of the manor and the boredom of most of your days. It was a nice way to spend the sunny days of spring.

You were deep in thought when someone called your name.

“What about you? Are you going to go hunting in the ball, too?” the blonde smiled at you, the other ladies also watching with expecting smiles in their faces.

“Um, no, no.” you smiled sheepishly, “I don’t think I will… It is not my kind of thing, I guess,” you laughed at that, albeit a little awkwardly.

“Oh, well, I guess that means more for us. Isn’t that right, ladies?” the blonde asked, a flirtatious smirk appearing on her face. The ladies giggled at that, looking mischievously at each other.

“Well, do not forget to wear your best dresses. I’m sure that it is going to be a fruitful night for us.”

“Oh, yes, I heard that foreign visitors would be attending.”

“Is that so? Pray tell, who are they?”

“Well, there is...”

The chatter continued for some time after that. With all the ladies sharing their excitement over the ball and discussing their dressings. Before long, you were all splitting up, each continuing with your day before the sun set.

You looked around the palace as you walked. You didn’t have any urgent matters to attend to today, so you could surely take a rest before returning home. With that in mind, you walked towards your destination.

The garden was a quiet place, as always. The leaves of the trees were greener than you had seen them, the flowers bloomed and the daffodils danced to the gentle sways of the wind.

It was a beautiful day. The sky was lively, with some white clouds dispersed across the blue. The sun shone in the endless sky, shining brightly giving you blissful warmth from above. You sighted upon feeling the welcomed warmth on your skin and looked around.

The gardens of the palace were of your favorite places. Filled with stunning greenery that made you feel like you were in a forest, the garden was like a paradise for you. The plants and the flowers transmitted calmness to you, and you would constantly seek solace there.

Even though the gardens were beautiful, they were quite lonely. There were other open gardens, much bigger and with splendid views, those were much more visited. This one had turned into a secondary one, almost forgotten, with visits being either lonely people who wished to enjoy their solitude, or couples that looked for privacy for their affections. You were one of the former, the quietness allowed you to think in peace. You would always go there to clear your mind and appreciate the view.

You walked along the path and observed. This was a favorite part of yours, with tall trees and bushes, some flowers were speckled here and there too, with yellows, pinks, and reds dancing in your periphery. There were little sounds apart from the distant cries of birds and the whispers of the wind between the branches.

You stopped walking past some bushes when you heard it. A quiet, pitiful sound that would have been imperceptible if not for the silence. You turned, contemplating the sound before walking towards the bush. You peeked, if ever so slowly, and discovered a blue spot among the sea of daffodils.

A little bird was writhing on the ground; the poor thing was the source of the pitiful cries. Its wings were sprawled, moving when it jerked and turned. You walked some steps closer, beyond the bush, and kneeled. Dirt stained your dress, and the daffodils protested your movements. Still, you moved closer, lowering your hands, and with the most care you could, grabbed it and raised it from the ground. The bird shrieked at first but calmed after a few seconds. You took the chance to inspect it closely.

At first glance, it looked fine. If it was just based on its looks, its healthy blue feathers and plump body may have fooled you. Yet, a closer look revealed the problem, you saw how one of its wings rested lower, languidly.

Its wing was broken. That alone could prove to be fatal. A bird with a broken wing was helpless against predators and unable to feed itself, simply helpless. Even, if it had hit one of the windows or walls nearby and fallen down the hit could have caused internal damage. Leaving it here meant a guaranteed death. The only way for the bird to make was for it to go with you.

But, did you know how to treat it? You had some knowledge of birds, but one thing was reading about it and another doing it. It felt more pressuring knowing that what you did would have a consequence on an actual living thing.

But the thing was, the bird had no other options besides you. It needed your help, and it needed it now. There was no time to hesitate, you would have to act now. There would be plenty of time to doubt yourself later.

With a newfound resolve, you stood up with the bird in your arms. You could run towards one of the carriages, and once you were home you would be able to start helping. So you turned around and started sprinting, looking down at the bird and checking on it. You were about to raise your head when you crashed, hitting your head harshly, giving some backward steps before you lose your footing and started falling. A solid, firm wall had appeared on your way, from where you didn’t know, but it didn’t matter now. You really hoped your dress would soften the fall, it would really--

You hadn’t hit the ground yet.

Instead of the cold, harsh ground, you felt warmth enveloping you, holding you in place. You slowly opened your eyes, and what you weren’t expecting was a pair of clear eyes greeting your own. The confusion quickly turned to realization.

You didn’t hit a wall – oh, no - you hit the chest of a man. A tall one at that. A tall man that was holding you in place, holding you pretty close to him.

You forgot how to breathe, you didn’t move, you didn’t even think because you didn’t know how to function anymore. Time had seemed to stop in that instant.

Your eyes were set in those clear ones, – silver, you realized – and you couldn’t move your gaze. His eyes looked right back at you, seemingly looking so deep they might as well be seeing your soul. You couldn’t look away, you didn’t wa ---

There was rustling against your chest and your gaze was directed to it. When you looked at it, you snapped out of the daze.

'The bird!'

Thoughts came back to you and with them, the awareness of your… position. You pushed yourself quickly out of his hold.

“I’m…I’m so sorry! I-I didn’t mean to hit you!” You gave a quick bow to show you were sorry and hoped that the stranger understood your clumsiness. Yet, the man stared at you with an expression of surprise and heat rose to your cheeks. You could only hope your face wasn’t as red as you felt it was. You gave another hasty bow and passed the man, rushing to the nearest carriage you could find.

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Thankfully, your arrived quickly at your home and started attending to the poor bird.

With care, you cleaned the bird, looking for injuries. You were lucky because apart from its wing, nothing else seemed to have problems. You checked the bird as one of the books suggested, and everything was well. Its eyes were normal, nothing was bleeding and apart from the shock, everything hinted that she was well.

You wrapped a cloth around her wing and body, immobilizing the injured wing, and placed it on a cushion on your bed. It hadn’t moved yet, and wouldn’t do so in some hours, so for the moment, it was alright to leave it alone. You still had to search for a place to accommodate her, and you had the right thing in mind.

You rummaged through your room, looking inside your closet and under tables until you stopped in front of your bed. You knelt down and placed your arm under the bed, moving your arm left and right until you felt the iron bars in your hand. Once you had grabbed it, you pulled it out, small clouds of dust rising with it. Even though it had been there for a long time, the cage looked in good shape.

When you were much younger than now, you had gotten this cage with the intention to start raising a bird of your own. You had read more than a dozen books about birds in your preparation for raising one. You were incredibly excited about it and waited for the day you could get one. You thought that if you had a little companion with you, your days at the manor would be a little less lonely.

Your parents were quick to put the notion away. You still remembered what they had said. They couldn’t have you distracted from your studies by some ‘pesky, parasite-ridden beast'.

So the idea of ever having a bird, (or even a pet of any other kind) was thrown away.

You cried profoundly after that, not even the maids were able to comfort you, and you felt down for the next month or so. But maybe it was for the better. Your younger self, no matter how enthusiastic, wouldn’t have been able to care for a bird. Thinking that didn't push the bitterness of the memory away, though.

You interrupted the memory by calling a maid, asking her for some old newspapers. You watched the cage again, smiling faintly.

Even after the harsh denial, you had kept the hope that one day you could have a feathery companion. You had kept the cage for many years and even brought it with you after moving from the march almost two years ago. It seemed that it was worth keeping the hope because you had one now. Even though it wasn’t under the best of circumstances.

When the maid came in with the newspapers, you thanked her and asked her to prepare you a bath. You put the papers on the bottom of the cage, and with care, placed the bird on the center of it. You moved the cage to the warmest spot in the room, one that was close to the window. You put a cloth over the cage, hoping that it would help with the bird’s shock.

The maid came back at that moment to tell you that your bath was ready. You checked for the last time that the bird was fine, and walked to the bathroom. You took off your clothes and gave them to the maid, and once you were alone, entered the bathtub.

You submerged yourself in the warm water. The smell of the essences allowed your body to relax and you rested your head against the tub. A sigh escaped your mouth, and you started to clean yourself.

The water swayed with your movements, and your mind started to relax, as well. Your thoughts wandered over to the preparations of today. You weren’t particularly excited about the party. But an opportunity to expand your social circle was something it was better to take advantage of. Getting to talk with people you usually didn’t sounded good, as well. Maybe you could see some new faces in there.

Thinking about new faces, you remembered the stranger you met today. Or more like, the one you crashed against.

‘He was so handsome.'

Blood rushed to your cheeks, what were you even thinking? You splashed some water into your face, embarrassed at your own thoughts. You tried to remember if you knew of any noble with the stranger's appearance, but none seemed to match. Besides, you were sure you could not forget eyes like those.

You submerged your face in the water, that should help the heat in your cheeks.

You stepped out of the tub and once you had dried yourself, dressed in more comfortable clothing. You got back to your room and checked the little bird. It seemed to be resting on the center of the cage, its breathing was calm and even.

You looked at a chair that was by the window, it looked very cozy, so you grabbed a book nearby and sat down. You read through the pages until your gaze wandered to the window nearby. The sky was a lively shade of blue, and you watched some birds in the distance, flying high under the shining sun. You smiled to yourself, it was a beautiful day.

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java-lava · 1 year

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Which one of my fics would y’all like to see a new chapter/official chapter of first?

I wanna update my fics now that I’m recovering but I feel really overwhelmed at all of them, so I’ll update in the order of most votes.

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pearzzne · 1 year

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A T T E N T I O N !

You and me, 내 맘이 보이지

한참을 쳐다봐, 가까이 다가가, you see?

★ hi everyone !! so this is basically my intro post ig (?) here I'll be adding what fandoms i write for, some rules and stuff. actually i have no idea what im doing so im kinda gonna freestyle this.

★ fandoms ill write for !

Anime

✎ bllk

✎ snk

✎ jjk

✎ opm

✎ ons

✎ bsd

✎ mortiarty

✎ hq

✎ free!

✎ hxh

✎ kny

✎ chainsaw man

✏ these r only the ones i know at the tip of my tongue! if u wanna request any othr animes, i'll probs do it.

Manhwas

✎ orv

✎ the way to protect the female leads older brother

✎ how raelina ended up at the dukes house

✎ for my derelict favorite

✎ the remarried empress

✎ operation: true love

✏ same as animes, i cant remember all ive read and god do they have long ass names.

★ rules and regulations !

basic dni criteria, like slurs, racism, homophobia, etc etc.

im very busy with sports and uni, so i might take a while to answer.

i take requests and if youd like anything specific in your request please mention it !

feel free to joke or just talk to me !

i will very obviously not write smut for minors, and as a matter of fact i will not write any creepy illegal stuff for anything.

★ thats it for now !

#fanfic #anime #blue lock #aot #jjk #xreader #y/n #blue lock x reader #jjk x reader #haikyu x reader #anime x y/n #manhwa #manhwa x reader #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #remarried empress #orv

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meaningofaeons · 10 months

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majesty p2 is ALMOST done im so sorry for the wait

between writing ive been reading jjk fics because of jjk s2 and ohmygod i want to write for gojo. ik im primarily a honkai/genshin blog but if yall are interested in jjk too .... (₌♥ᆽ♥₌)

#gojo my beloved hated #I HATE HIM BUT I LOVE HIM #its a sampo situation #love to hate and hate to love #(but I rlly love them both)#did u know they have the same personality type #I was FLOORED #AND THEY SHARE A PERSONALITY TYPE W HEINREY FROM THE REMARRIED EMPRESS #I mean I can totally see it #sampo remarried empress au fanfic?#eyes #katze contemplates!

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naviertrovisimp · 2 years

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For @empressnaviersupremacy who wanted something featuring pregnant Navier and an over protective Sovieshu. It can be found below beneath the cut!

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Setting: Canon timeline.

Genre: Fluff.

POV: Third Person.

Note: Navier is six months pregnant. This also takes place where Navier and Soveishu didn't eat the cookies, and Rashta isn't a concubine but training to become Navier's maid.

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It was a rather cool day in the eastern empire. There were a few clouds in the sky, but thankfully they didn't signal any rain that would be approaching anytime soon.

The weather was accompanied by a cool breeze, which worked out perfectly, Navier couldn't just let a perfect day like this go to waste. So, she decided to have tea and her favorite cookies underneath a shady tree in the garden of the imperial palace.

Her ladies in waiting handled all of the preparations, not wanting her to do any heavy lifting. They were very adamant about it. Especially Laurel and countess Eliza and they even got help from Rashta and lady Artina making sure she all had to do was relax.

Looking back on it, Navier couldn't help but chuckle. They were protective. Just like Soveishu. She missed him, and hoped that he would be able to join her soon and partake in this beautiful day.

"You seem to be in good spirits, your majesty."

"This kind of day would put anyone in a good mood. I hope his majesty will be able to enjoy it too."

"His majesty might come out and join you." The thought made Navier smile.

Her smile grew as she watched the way Rashta served her tea and cookies. "It would seem that your training is going well."

"It is." Rashta beamed. "I'm learning so much, I'm truly grateful to you and his majesty."

"You're a good person Rashta, and you deserve good things. I want you to remember that."

"I will, your majesty."

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It wasn't until a little later that Sovieshu was able to finally join her.

"Empress."

"Your majesty." Navier smiled when she felt him kiss her hair.

"How are the both of you?"

"We're fine." Ever since the day they had found out she was pregnant, Sovieshu had became even more protective, he had even wanted to have six knights with her at all times, a bit excessive but they had reached a compromise when it came to that.

"No odd food cravings?"

"Thankfully." She sighed a little. "No, not at the moment."

Her food cravings were truly odd, trying out different types of foods that should not even go together.

"I swore the cook was crying tears of relief." Oh, he was teasing her now.

"Sovieshu." The tone was a warning, but he would likely continue until she could find something that was light to hit him with. Like a pillow.

He never learned.

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Tag list: @autumnfuzz @empressnaviersupremacy @webtoon-newbie @navier-y-sovieshu @honestlyyoungtyphoon

#manhwa #the remarried empress #webtoon comic #navier trovi #sovieshu #navier x sovieshu #fanfic #writing #ao3 writer

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asurahellheaven · 2 years

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I am thinking to make myself a Fanfic of The Remarried empress cuz I got motivation 😃

And it will be GL And BL 😉

Here some info I have shared.

The ship will be:

💠 Empress Navier × Rashta

💠 Emperor Sovieshu × Crown Prince Heinrey

Short Prologue :

Male reader-(M/n) getting transmigrated/Isekaied into One of Person's Body which is Sovieshu or Heinrey/Heinley.

(M/n) was living alone in the house with Normal life like everyone is but he is also Weeb, reads manga and webtoons (He simps 2D mens but has Highest standards in Reality). His Co-workers were his toxic friends cuz they knew (M/n) is Gay/Bi. His one Trustfully friend that he met from Instagram, got recommended to read 'The Remarried Empress' from Webtoon app.

He started reading first webtoon until chapter 120 ( yes he used Korean translation app) He got angry on them (idk but few characters? Depends). He went to read Novel version and then went to Theories, Reasons about them and more, even reads Fanfic where it has Multishipping with TRE. He finally came to liking Emperor Sovieshu cuz he deserves happiness but needs more education to become perfect emperor like Navier. (M/n) has started to fall in love with both Emperor Sovieshu and King Heinrey cuz why not? He love/hate them 😃.

When (M/n) came to know that there is Fanfic about Navier×Rashta, he started to create Scenario in his mind about ship between Sovieshu×Heinrey with plenty of AUs. He wished to be one of them ( any one: Sovieshu Or Heinrey) so he can love him ( sovieshu/Heinrey ).

As (M/n) was walking down to go Grocery shopping, crossing road while thinking that made him distracted, didn't noticed that Truck-Kun about to hit him. He ded 😃💀☠️⚰.

After (M/n) ded 😃💀☠️⚰, he saw empty space with white body on him. He looked around and sees nothing, it will sounds like Trapped into Dark and nothingness. He tried to call someone, Little Light appeared and Flashed whole world around him and still Sees emptiness with white background but what he saw is two Orbs. One orb has Black with grey color and other orb has Yellow with Purple color. Then System binged his face, telling him to choose one of the orb leads to new life. [ (M/n) thought: I may read too much Manga and webtoon about getting isekaied, I need to choose one wisely but it has no info about it, only Orbs... Nvm, I will choose it one ] (M/n) proceeds to choose one orb randomly. ..

HAHAHA CLIFFHANGER CUZ THIS IS PROLOGUE

But it will take long time cuz I am student 😓. Don't worry, I will try to make this kind of Story will be released into Fanfic as I announce it ☺.

#sovieshu x heinry #navier #sovienrey #rashta #heinrey #heinley #tre #the remarried empress #fanfic #i got ideas #wattpad #isekai #transmigration #male reader #reader insert #reader

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shiranai-atsune · 2 years

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How would Remarried Empress turn out if Su Luxia was transmigrated as Navier or a supporting character to deal with Soviesh*t and Trashta?

#cheating men must die #remarried empress #su luxia #navier ellie trovi #sovieshu vict #rashta #heinrey alles lazlo #navier ellie troby #sovieshit #trashta #x-over #crossover #story idea #idea #headcanon #thoughts #just wondering #quick question #fanfic idea

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lxdymoon0357 · 5 months

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Hii Can I request A part 2 Of the where the reader Treats rashta like a human being rather than a slave ?

Pls take ur time

-Sincerely,📻😈 anon

(Heyyy 📻😈 anon! How have you been thank you again for requesting this and hopefully you enjoy your time here! Also don't know if you wanted it romantic or platonic, so made it neutral... Part 1 also I'm changing the fact that she didn't have any kids to that she only had Ian and she isn't pregnant Gloryem!)

Rashta, their companion Pt.2

◈ Rashta is always at your beck and call and always helps you in your work, she's waiting for you to call her when you need help while she is either doing something for her wedding clothes shops or dress shop and clothing shops (she sells everything a woman needs).

◈ Or when she is doing some resin art, she is sometimes hoping that you will call her because you missed her...She is very attached to you, emotionally and physically :))

◈ Whenever she is eating foods, you and all the servants together, she thinks of you all like a family and wonders if you all think of her as one too? Hopefully, cause she can now never bear to think about all of you not being with her!

◈ She is always happy to enjoy time with kids, even though her PTSD sometimes causes her to have panic attacks and push kids away, cause she gets scared and it always scares the kids as well, sadly...

◈ But their parents understand her situation and they are always happy to help her calm down, the kids don't mind either, cause their parents explained how Miss. Rashta has a bad past and an illness which causes her to be very scared around kids and so they try their best to not scare her.. :(((((

◈ She will always dedicate many of her works to you, designing them on your favourite colours, patterns you like, things you like, etc. She is always happy to see, how you enjoy her art, cause it means the world to her!

◈ She is so grateful for you, every season of her clothing shops, she will first and foremost release a season for you! and only after your season will she put out the other season! She is a trendsetter and many people like her works!

◈ She loves animals and love to care for them, she also loves spending ties with the kids in the manor, it's honestly makes her inner child heal and makes her feel better and refreshed! She will go to any length, she will be a princess or a dragon or a knight or a witch, she is just happy to be around the kid! And she loves to feed animals, groom them, brush their fur or simply stroke them.

◈ She will always have you take breaks by helping her in designing or doing resin art or something relaxing in general or talking a walk around the manor! She doesn't want you to overwork!

◈ She would always go picnics with you whenever she and you get the time, she always has the best treats and acquires the cheapest yet the healthiest foods! She sometimes even brings everyone in the manor, including the kids and servants and maybe even pets!!

◈ She is friendly and makes friends easily, and she can also easily test people unless they're her friend..then she can never know who is her fake friend and so she trust your judgement and hopefully your judgement is good, cause if not, then well....she doesn't care how many friend she loses, as long as you're with her...

◈ Rashta eagerly misses Ian and is always having nightmares about him, his birth and his killing...She can't ever forget about him, so you got her a HUGE portrait of her with Ian in her arms, and another where she said she wanted you to get one where Ian is all grown and head of your manor and he looks like a mixture of you and her!

◈ She got you to get a trainer for her so she could learn sword-fighting or hand-to-hand combat because she wants to be strong and it is quite of her interest! and she enjoys it and you can't say no to your girlfriend and so she's good at that as well, surprisingly!

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novh081294 · 11 months

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These are some options that occur to me.

Any option that occurs to you?

-How many slices of cake have you had, Empress?

-And how many glasses have you had?

-When the ball is over, the rumor will spread that the Empress loves cake.

-It's better than getting drunk and behaving like a fool in front of our subjects.

She always knew what to say to keep him in line.

-I'm not going to drink that much.

Sovieshu noticed that Rashta was no longer in the court, she was sitting with the Duke of Tuania. Navier noticed and watched her reactions carefully.

He stopped looking at Sovieshu, when suddenly Prince Heinrey appeared.

He offered to dance with her, Navier looked at Sovieshu and noticed that he was frowning.

Maybe he resents people who treat Rashta badly. He thought, he was just planning to accept the dance, when Sovieshu spoke interrupting them.

He was really jealous, how bold this damned prince was, that he didn't notice that they were having a pleasant conversation.

-I'm sorry Prince Heinrey, the Empress and I need to settle a matter.

Saying that he stood up and offered his arm to Navier. The alcohol was coursing through his veins and he felt he would not be able to control his jealousy.

Navier stood up and took his arm.

-Excuse me, Prince Heinrey.

We left the room in a bit of a hurry.

-What would you like to talk about, your majesty?

I asked when we were in the corridors, when suddenly Sovieshu entered a room quickly.

-Your majesty?

As soon as he closed the door he cornered me against the wall and kissed me hard on the lips.

The smell of liquor was making me drunk.

-Sovieshu, what's wrong?

-Why did he have to interrupt us?

-You mean the prince?

-Yes, I told you I wouldn't drink so much, but he makes my blood boil when he comes near you.

He kissed me again, this time he deepened the kiss, I couldn't refuse him, I really felt the smell of alcohol intoxicating me.

-You taste so sweet.

-It's because of the cake.

-You always taste sweet...

He kissed me again, it was so intense, I felt my legs trembling.

As I could I broke away from him, did he really want me, it was only what I could think, his face looked feverish.

-Navier, let's make an heir.

Those words made me blush, he is drunk I can't take advantage of him I thought.

-You are drunk Sovieshu, we can't do it.

-Are you in your cycle?

-No, but you're not well, I'd be taking advantage of you.

-You? -More like I'm not forcing you?

It was true, I had to give an heir or more.

-I don't want you to regret it.

I don't want you to regret it.....

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And well I leave the sketch here, I have more advanced but I don't know if it changes a lot after my beta reader looks at it

#the remarried empress #sovieshu #navier×sovieshu #navieshu #fanfic

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sovieshu-simp · 11 months

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Hiii i got inspired by your sxf au a while back and wrote this. not sure about continuing since i have a lot on my plate, but we'll see 😊

THIS IS SOO AWESOME STORY LIKE PROLOGUE WRITTEN! I love how this starts off first.

I will look forward your work! You can take some of my prompts if you wish. 😊🤩.

#the remarried empress #sovieshu #navier #fanon soveishu>canon soveishu #modern sovieshu #sovieshu vict #remarried empress #navieshu #sxf #spy x family #idea #prompt #fanfic

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parad0xang3l · 2 years

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Baby breaths and Fools

❥ The Remarried Empress

❥ Erkenna - Ergi x Mckenna

❥ 1,611 words — ao3 link

❥ Ergi has a certain inkling for baby breaths and the meaning they uphold. Mckenna immediately takes the chance to be let in his heart.

"The red rose symbolizes romance, love, beauty, and courage. A red rosebud signifies beauty and purity. A thornless red rose means love at first sight. Yellow roses symbolize friendship and joy, and new beginnings. Orange roses symbolize fascination, desire, and sensuality."

Ergi yawned as the teacher continued with their lesson. 'Boring' Ergi thought. He didn't get why he had to study something so… impractical!

He groaned in relief as the bell rang and the teacher excused the class to go on with their break. He stretched before standing up and making his way down the halls, avoiding the other students.

Rather than going to the second floor where the cafeteria is, he headed down the hall to a more secluded place where there are barely any students or teachers yet not nearly deserted, because…

"There you are," Ergi leaned towards the window, surprising the blonde haired student that was peacefully eating his lunch. "You scared me idiot!" Heinrey sighed when he saw Ergi.

Even before he was acquaintanced with Heinrey he had already heard quite a lot about him from words around school grounds. When Ergi accidentally found Heinrey eating his lunch outside near the window like this, the two formed an unlikely friendship. And everyday Ergi had visited him all the same. Though usually there's one person there too.

"Where's Mckenna?" Ergi asked, looking for the blue haired boy

"Oh he's getting a drink since i forgot to refill mine" Heinrey said, showing Ergi his empty water bottle. Ergi raised an eyebrow, "Can't you refill it with magic?" in which Heinrey just responds by looking at him with a deadpan expression that Ergi just laughs at.

"You should be thankful that your primary classes are magic," Ergi said, twirling his hair on his finger, "and you don't have to learn boring stuff like what the meaning of roses are"

Heinrey raises his eyebrows, "What did roses do to you?" Ergi lightly coughed, "Well i just find them so overused for romances! And like, it's so lame and- and…. Hhhhhh" he let out an exasperated noise as he buries his face in his hands

"Then what flower would you like for romance?" Ergi slowly raises his head from his hands, supposedly thinking about the answer. ".... Baby breaths" he answered slowly and Heinrey immediately covered his mouth to sniffle a laugh

"Don't laugh!" he hit Heinrey's shoulder. "Well I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting that answer," he took a breath, "Baby breaths? Really?" he looked at Ergi, certainly amused. "What's wrong with it?! It means 'i will love you forever', certainly more romantic than a mere' 'i love you'" Ergi defended himself, becoming even more flustered and annoyed. Heinrey wiped a drop of tear on the corner of his eyes, "I can't believe this is your pet peeve"

They squabble for a bit more, with Heinrey just bullying teasing Ergi for his unique taste in flowers, or romance, to be more specific. But without knowing it, a certain blue haired boy was leaning against the wall, not so far from their place that he could overhear their conversations, his hand wet from the cold drink in his hand.

"Baby breaths?" Mckenne said in a whisper, it was a strange flower to like. But he smiled and let out a chuckle, "Strange flower for an equally strange man"

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"What are you doing?" McKenna jumped at the sudden voice. It was free time so students could go outside, so he decided to go out to the back fields to get some fresh air… and something else that was supposed to be a surprise for the uninvited (but not unwelcome) guest, Ergi.

"Oh my god you scared me!" Ergi didn't even wait for McKenna to finish his sentence before sitting down beside him and stretching his arms, making Erkenna hurriedly put whatever he was doing back to his bag.

"What are you doing here?" McKenna asked the blonde who just let himself lay on the grass. "It's free period. I'm bored. And I saw you." he answered in a matter-of-fact tone that made McKenna roll his eyes.

And then they just sat together in silence looking at the sky. McKenna played with his fingers, he can't help but feel nervous even though the silence was comfortable. He looked over at Ergi, "Are you growing out your hair?" McKenna said, referring to Ergi's hair that now almost reached his shoulders, contrary to when they first met where it was just his neck length.

Ergi hummed and looked at McKenna, "Oh. Yeah I am." McKenna backed away when Ergi threw his leg in the air and threw his body front so that now he's sitting. He looked over at McKenna before grinning. He reached into his pockets and waved the ribbon in front of McKenna. McKenna just stared at him confused.

"What am I supposed to do with this exactly?"

"Tie my hair for me"

"You can do it yourself"

"Why should i when i have you"

McKenna snapped his head to look at Ergi. Though accidentally or not, he ended up staring straight at his eyes. And for a moment he was frozen. He can't believe just how a pair of eyes can mesmerize him so much.

He snapped out of it after Ergi poked his shoulder. "So?" McKenna coughed lightly into his fist and sighed."Fine, but only just this once okay," which Ergi just nodded ensthusiastcally as he turned his back at McKenna.

McKenna held the ribbon in one hand and Ergi's hair in the other. He gulped, not being used to being so close and… intimate with another person. And not to mention how soft Ergi's hair is. It's slightly curly but his fingers runs through it so easily that it makes him want to run his fingers to Ergi's hair for some more but he shakes the thoughts out of him. Especially when it roamed to the thoughts of him pulling said hair.

He quickly tied it but didn't pull away. Maybe it was the butterflies in his stomach, the gentle breeze, or Ergi's hums. But whatever it is, it made him feel foolish.

"Are you done?" Ergi said, looking at McKenna at the corner of his eyes reaching for his bag. "Wait a moment" McKenna said, although Ergi noticed the tone was… nervous?

He couldn't see what McKenna pulled out of his bag but he didn't need to wait long until he felt something soft yet ticklish placed on his head.

"Huh- what is this?" Ergi said, grabbing the mysterious thing. McKenna panics, even though he was the one who initiated this didn't mean that he wasn't a nervous wreck. He didn't even know why he did that! "W-wait!" though it was too late as Ergi looked at the thing.

"Oh." was the only thing he said. McKenna's mind raced, trying to think if that reaction is a good thing or a bad thing, though he decided on the bad more rather than the good. McKenna looked anywhere but Ergi when Ergi looked at McKenna.

"Um, this is…" McKenna didn't know that Ergi's face was flushed red all over. There in his hand lays a Baby breath flower crown, no doubt what McKenna was doing when he interrupted him. He knew what it meant, but he didn't want to overthink, even though he's already thinking about a wedding.

McKenna gulped. He just wanted the earth to swallow him right there and then. He's even almost shaking, which Ergi noticed and frowned.

"Hey," he touched McKenna's shoulder which made McKenna flinch and look at Ergi. It's strange, he was the reason his heart is beating so hard that it's ringing in his ears but right now, just by looking at him, he felt at ease.

Maybe it was the butterflies in his stomach, the gentle breeze, or Ergi. But whatever it is, it made him feel foolish.

Even if Mckenna can’t return to his side. He won’t be swaying from this decision he made anymore.

“I am in love with you.”

Ergi's eyes widened at that confession. Before his face turned into all shades of red that even his fingers also slightly flushed. He took his hand back to cover his ever growing blush. McKenna too was stunned at what he just said. Opting to just cover his face.

"Oh my god i am so sorry i don't mean that it was just seems like a cheesy moment in those romance and like i just got reminded by them and like we're totally just bros and i totally don't like you that i want to tie your hair up everyday and i-"

McKenna didn't even have time to finish his never ending rant before Ergi grabbed McKenna's hands that were covering his face and pulled it towards him, making McKenna's body come forward and clash with Ergi's own body. Though he didn't have time to even process all that before Ergi's lips were on his own.

Ergi held McKenna in his arms as he held McKenna's chin and kissed him with every passion that he had. McKenna was more than stunned, but it slowly melted away like his legs when feeling Ergi's soft lips on his own.

They both embraced and cherished each other's lips for a long time. Thankfully no one was around to see this public display of affection. As soon the longing for each other's lips grew apart and now they were longing for each other's body as well.

Even when the bell rang, they didn't stop nor care. All they cared about was each other. All they could think about was each other.

And that was more than enough.

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