Childhood Trio Pt. Fake IDs And.. 🐶

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ꪆৎ Caleb, who fucks you in a mean headlock in the middle of your little date — now ruined because of your bratty attitude.

# tws: n/sfw, rough s.ex, degradation, mean!caleb, headlock (duh), he calls himself gege like once, im horrible at writing accents forgive me pls + etc. ik this is very short and self indulgent .. i just needed to get it out of my head.

“I take s-some time off of work t-to— fuck! s’tight baby— take my girl on a cute lil’ date and she fuckin’ r-ruins it by runnin’ her little m-mouth off at me?” Caleb growled into your ear, hips smacking against your ass as his abs pressed against your sweaty back.

“O-oh, Caleb!” You whined before your eyes widened as you felt his arm warp around your throat— effectively trapping you in a headlock. Your gummy walls clenched down on his cock at the pressure of his arm pressing against your throat — not enough to hurt, but to make you lightheaded.

“Dumb f-fuckin’— shitshitshit s’good!— would’ve spoiled ya i-if you didn’t act like a d-damn brat,” he hissed, hips speeding their up their pace, clapping against the plump flesh of your ass with each thrust. Caleb bit down on the curve of your neck, arm still wrapped around your throat as he whined into your ear, “w-would’ve ate your cute pussy out ‘n everythin’..” you gasped as he slipped his free hand down to rub at your clit, the cold metal making your pussy gush around his fat cock. Fuck, your cunt was practically milking him dry.

Caleb’s grip tightened around you, another growl escaping his chest, “but no, you wanted to act like a fuckin’ bratty little princess instead. Now your poor pussy is paying the price, yeah?” He flicked his mechanical thumb at your clit— making you pant and claw at the arm around your throat.

He grinned, a mischievous expression lacing his handsome features as he whispered in your ear— “but I know you like it… like being fucked like a slut by your gege’s big cock, hmm?”

note.. hi 😇 been a while

RINTAROU SUNA x gn!reader

c/w: smau, cursing, set in time-skip, suna is lowkey (?) down bad and kinda cringe idk lol, mentions of alcohol, angst (?), bad pick-up line, suna is a loser, sorry if I missed some

a/n: a silly little short idea that came to life through a particular text I received irl and the discord server saying it's high school suna coded (tho I changed it to time-skip suna lol) and I hope you'll enjoy !!

please consider leaving a like, reblog or follow if you enjoyed !! <3

in which rintarou suna got your socials through your friend atsumu..

taglist: @sahrii @dearru @chloiyoomi @angeleilee <3

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Bred By A Merman

Pairing: Merman Husband X Reader

Warnings: Sex, Breeding Kink, Oviposition, Breeding With Eggs, Stomach Bulge

Imagine telling your merman husband you are ready to have his babies. His excitement is written all over his face, and he couldn’t be happier. He has you naked and on his cock within seconds. His slick cock thrusting in and out of you at a rapid pace. Your upper back rests upon the ledge of the floor of your little cave, your lower body wrapped around him in the water as he pounds your cunt mercilessly. 

You’ve already cum twice before his thrusts start becoming desperate and uneven. You had never thought to ask how mermen breed their females, but looking back, you realize you probably should have. As you feel slick eggs pump out of his cock you can’t help but moan at the new sensation. He groans as he keeps cumming, pumping egg after egg into your already full pussy.

Each new egg is pushed into your womb by his long cock, and you already feel so full. His arms keep you caged in place as you writhe and moan beneath him. He shifts one of his hands to grab yours, moving them down to your lower abdomen and pressing down. Your lower stomach is distended and getting fuller by the second. 

You pant and clench around your husband’s cock as your body adjusts to the eggs. He finally slows and gives one last deep thrust, making sure all his eggs are locked tight in your womb. He pulls out, and you whine slightly. He chuckles and pulls you into his arms and the water, shifting to hold you bridal style. You lean your head on his shoulder, watching him marvel at your swollen belly. 

“Take a nap, darling. Mermen breeding can go on for days. We won’t stop until we physically can’t fill you anymore,” he says, cradling your body close to his. Even though you feel full, you can’t wait for him to breed you again.

HAVE YOU EVER TRIED...THIS ONE? ♡

summ. sabrina’s eiffel tower pose with a twist of course

featuring: sylus, zayne, xavier, caleb, rafayel

cw. threesomes, oral, p in v, jealousy (xavier ofc), very sensitive men, creampie, virgin!rafayel, dirty talk, competition (Caleb and Xavier lol), pet names

a/n. im feeling so sick sorry if this is a little sloppy haha, sorry for double sylus

SYLUS & ZAYNE ⋆˚࿔

“can we try this?”

“No.” sylus and zayne said in unison.

But of course, they gave in.

'cause the next thing you knew, you were bent over between the two men. zayne was behind you while sylus was in the front. the space between the men was suffocating, and you practically had your face nuzzled on sylus' boner while your ass was mere inches away from touching zaynes.

a shaky sigh escaped zayne's lips and sylus let out a chuckle, his fingers glide through your hair before he pulls your head up to look at him.

"seems like you're asking for more than just 'trying' this pose?" sylus teased. you shrug and sylus peers his gaze to zayne.

"what d'ya think zayne? should we give her more?"

"if that's what she wants..." zayne mumbled, snaking his frail fingers around your waist to pull you closer. a whine escaped your lips and you quickly nod.

"alright." sylus whispered, unbuckling the belt of his pants, while zayne did the exact same thing. zayne slipped down your pants in a swift movement and pressed his warm creamy head against your soaking cunt while sylus only shoved half his tip inside your mouth.

your fingers immediately make contact with sylus’ thighs, gripping them in a respectful manner as your lips perfectly wrap around his large length. sylus let out a menacing groan as he pulled your head back and forth, back and foortthh–

just as you were getting used to the pleasure of sylus' cock buried deep in your mouth. zayne's length pushes himself deeper inside your puffy folds. his pace quickened and you felt like you were going to cum any second now.

"'m mma um!" you try to warn, but sylus' cock was making it difficult for you to speak. you close your eyes shut as you felt both cocks ramming inside you in an unsynchronized pattern.

"what was that–ngh sweetie?"

"'m close." zayne whimpered, his fingers digging deep in your already bruised hips as he lets out one final thrust before he mistakenly came right inside you.

a loud moan escaped your lips when you felt zayne continuing to ram his cock inside you, even after he came. his creamy tip slicked his cum in and out of your tight cunt and before you knew it, you also came at the impact.

zayne pulled out breathlessly and sylus pulled out moments later. you pant heavily as you try to catch your breath from the crazy fucking sex you had.

just when you thought you we're done, sylus pressed his soaking tip against your lips, mind you, again, and a stupid smirk rested against his lips.

"im not done yet, finish me off?"

XAVIER & CALEB

when you showed the two of them the pose you wanted to try, of course Caleb agreed.

but now that Caleb agreed, that meant Xavier had no other choice but to also agree. as much as he didn't want to do it, he didnt want you and Caleb to be the only one to do that stupid pose.

but one little problem was the two of them fighting over who would get to go in the back.

it had been nearly ten minutes and none of them chose a side yet. you were still standing in the middle of both of them, waiting for them to choose a side.

"just take turns, dont make this difficult than it already is." you sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose.

Caleb nods and struts behind you. Xavier mumbles something incoherent under his breath and presses himself on your face. a chuckle was heard from behind you, and god, you could imagine the look on Calebs face.

a quiet scowl was heard from Xavier and he slid his fingers through your hair, "Caleb 's my turn now" Xavier asked in the nicest voice possible, but what did Caleb do?

"mm its barely been five minutes though? why not wait a bit longer?" Calebs voice was filled with mockery, which only made Xavier the slightest bit angrier, except he tried to not show it that much.

"buutt since I'm here now, and clearly my pipsqueak didnt just ask us to just try this pose, might as well make up for my time." Calebs sinister voice echoed through the room before his fingers slid under the waistband of your pants before pulling them down.

"so that's how you want to play, huh?" Xavier scoffed, his fingers resting against the waistband of his pants before also pulling them down. you look up and was met with Xaviers soaking boxers on display for you.

"uh-"

but you didn't even get a chance to finish your sentence before Xavier carefully shoved his length in your mouth. your eyes widened in shock and you swirl your tongue around his tip, while also pushing yourself back and forth.

"look at that..." Xavier mumbled, his bored sleepy eyes peered at Caleb who just let out a chuckle in response and lowered his fingers against your dripping cunt, slowly stretching out your folds before he slid a finger in, stroking you in a quick movement.

once he thought it was enough, Caleb slid his dripping fingers out of your cunt and aligned himself with you. his creamy tip made contact with your pussy and he slowly pushed himself inside you.

"mmh 's been a while since I had this" Caleb tilted his head back as he rammed himself into you, Xaviers gaze darkens and he quickens quicker in your mouth.

"mgh?!" a surprised moan slipped from your lips when you felt both cocks ram inside you like as if they were competing in a race to see which was better, and clearly you had no idea which to choose because both were making you feel too good.

"c'mon pipsqueak y-you like thisss?" Caleb asked.

and of course, out of instinct, you nodded.

which definitely caused a reaction from Xavier.

"oh you like that?" Xavier mocked, burying his cock deep in your throat, he was practically balls deep inside your mouth and you felt like both your lips were going to rip apart any second now.

"shit, close... 'm close!" Caleb whines, thrusting himself even deeper, despite the fact he felt like he was going to cum any second now. a desperate whine escaped your lips and you felt Xaviers grip tighten around your hair as he pushes your head back and forth even quicker, seeking for release before Caleb could.

and so the two men eventually reached climax, at the exact same time, no point in competing in that anyway.

SYLUS & RAFAYEL

"sy! raf! c'mere lets try this!"

well, sylus only knew about what you were attempting to try, which was to get rafayel to do something to you. so this was your little plan you and sylus thought of.

first, show the pose like it was some innocent little thing, then make rafayel a little stimulated and eventually he'll go wild and lose his virginity to you, tonight! easy right?

well, both sylus and rafayel examined the video and rafayel looked a little skeptical, but after sylus agreed, rafayel decided to eventually give in.

"I'll be in the fr–"

"no. you go to the back." sylus interrupted.

a shaky sigh left rafayel's lips and he hesitantly snaked behind you, lingering himself just mere inches away from your dolled up tiny skirt. all he had to do was just don't look, don't look, don't loo–

well, fuck.

'cause now his stupid bluey-red eyes lingered down your bare legs, his gaze lowering each second and before he could continue sylus let out a 'tsk' to awake him from his daze.

rafayel shook his head and looked back at sylus, quickly apologizing.

you got in position and bent yourself between the two men, your ass brushed against rafayels boner and he let out a gasp, "h-hey! watch it!" a hint of whimpering laced his voice and you just chuckle in response.

"relax raf, its part of the pose." you taunt but he just scoffed in response, now comes the fun part.

"raf, you can do more than just stare like that." sylus said.

"whaatt I wasn't even!" but rafayels fingers couldn't control themself, this was his first time anyway, and he has been wanting to do this with you for a while now, but why was he just so nervous?

he raised your skirt up your laced panties were on display for him, he licked his lips before slipping a finger under and pulling your panties down.

"you know what to do next?"

"I know. i'm not stupid."

and rafayel was definitely not stupid. he did the perfect prepping before he could put himself in you. and when that time came, he was a bit worried but after a bit of time he pressed his soaking tip against your cunt.

"like--ngh this?"

"mm, keep going. sweetie how're you feeling?"

"goo-ungh!"

rafayel pushed himself deeper in you, his cock was stretching you out inch by inch and you felt like you were going to rip apart any second now. instinctively, you arch your back further and spread your legs wider, giving more space for rafayel to pummel himself deeper in you.

"shiitt... 's suppose to feel this good?" rafayel murmured, ramming himself in you in a quicker movement, his tip reaching your cervix on every thrust and you felt pleasure spike through you every. single. time.

"if you go too quick, you're going to come quickly. why not savour the moment you have?"

"mm, t'good...cant." rafayel tilted his head back, his nails digging deep in your hips as he thrusted the last he thrust he could before spurs of white mixture sprawled out of him, coating your insides.

as he pulled away, you fell to your knees, feeling his cum drip down your pussy like a waterfall, you chuckle and look up at sylus who had a small smile plastered on his face before he looked at rafayel.

"how was that rafayel?"

"good...more would be soo nice right now" he mumbled, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him.

tried to do diff dynamics LMAO

NSFW Alphabet: Young Johnny Lawrence

Warnings: NSFW

NSFW Alphabet

A= Aftercare (What he's like after sex) Younger Johnny definitely has no clue what aftercare is at first. He's not used to affection and receiving love, over time you'll start to show him how important aftercare is to both of you. After that, his go to aftercare would be making sure you use the bathroom after sex, cleaning you up, then cuddling naked until you both fall asleep.

B= Body Part (His favorite body part of yours) Your boobs for sure, that's the first thing he looks at, more like gawks at. While in missionary he'll use each hand for each boob to hold on to, he's so gentle because he doesn't want to hurt you.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum basically) He doesn't have a preference, although the thought of cumming in you is very appealing to him, he doesn't know what he'd do with a kid while he's a teenager.

D= Dirty Secret (Johnny's dirty secret) Johnny really wants to make love to you in his car, it's a wonder it hasn't happened yet. He wouldn't admit it, but he's kind of nervous to even ask and he doesn't know when or how to approach the topic.

E= Experience (How experienced is Johnny) He definitely doesn't know much especially if you were his first, but he knows a lot from his imagination that he just uses on you. Though he makes it seem like he's more experienced for the first time you both have sex.

F= Favorite Position (His favorite position) Definitely missionary, he's a simple teenage hormonal boy who likes to get the full view of his girl while he makes her take his cock.

G= Goofy (Is he goofy during sex) Not really, he tends to be more serious during sex, especially if it's a very romantic and intimate moment with you, then he's the opposite of rough or goofy.

H= Hair (Does the carpet match the drapes) Definitely. Johnny will pretty much always have the mindset that it's more manly to have hair down there. But he did experiment when you first got together, he tried shaving incase you decided to have sex or go down on him, but he quickly decided it wasn't for him.

I= Intimacy (How romantic is Johnny during the moment) Johnny isn't very romantic, but that doesn't mean he isn't sweet during sex. He cares about his pleasure, but he also has the need to make sure you're taken care of. Now, if it's a special day (anniversary or valentines), then he'll be more romantic. Rose petals around the bed, some pretty candles lit up... if you're both alone at his mom and stepdads house, then he'll even run you both a bubble bath afterwards. He truly cares about you, and while he may have a hard time expressing it, he still tries for you.

J= Jack Off (Masturbation) Johnny does it all the time, when he's not busy with you or karate of course. But if there's no possible way to get off then he'll get off by the thought of you or some of your Polaroid pictures he has.

K= Kink (How kinky is Johnny) Johnny is not kinky. He's more caring and careful during sex, but there has been moments when he's jealous or angry and he takes it out on you, but he would never hurt you physically. He does like to lightly wrap his hands around your neck, and he loves to slap your ass and dig his nails into your hips while you ride him, but never beyond that.

L= Location (Favorite places to do the do) Johnny's favorite place to have sex is in his room, where no one can distract either of you. He doesn't like the idea of being in public and having sex, but if he needed a quickie or something made him jealous, then that would quickly change.

M= Motivation (What gets Johnny going) Your mouth really gets him going. The way you subtly bite your lip while you're working on homework, or the way your lipgloss makes them more noticeable. It turns him on so much and he can't help but imagine your lips wrapped around his cock.

N= No (A turn off, something Johnny would never do) He would never bring hitting into sex, with how he's treated by his sensei and his step dad, he wouldn't want that pain or trauma inflicted on you, even if you gave him consent to do so.

O= Oral (His preference in giving and receiving) He loves both, but he loves receiving more because of the way you treat him and how you respect his body. You take care of his wants and he doesn't want that to go away.

P= Pace (Is he fast and rough, slow and sensual; etc) Johnny can be both. While he's mainly sweet and sensual in the moment, he can also be very rough and fast. Especially if he sees you around Daniel or any other boy for that matter. He wouldn't tell you who you couldn't hang out with, but he would make it known that he didn't like Daniel talking to you, and if Daniel didn't take the hint, then Johnny would make it known that you were his.

Q= Quickie (Johnny's opinion in quickies/fast and rushed sex) He is always up for a quickie, he would never turn one down. Johnny likes to take his time with you, but that doesn't mean he won't fuck you in such a hurry that you can't speak. You could be anywhere and say you were mildly horny, and he would rush you into the nearest bathroom.

R= Risk (Does he like to take risks) Johnny is definitely a risk taker. If you asked him to try new things then he would for you, but never anything physically harming. You could easily persuade him to do anything for you, except, inflicting physical pain on either of you.

S= Stamina (How long can he go for, and how long does he last) Johnny can go pretty long, well, he prefers to take his time with you. The most he could last would probably be an hour, with a lot of foreplay leading up to actually fucking.

T= Toy (Does he like to use toys) Not really. He prefers for you to use him, hence, you to use his mouth and cock how you like. He would never say no to trying toys, but he just likes the feel and taste of you without them.

U= Unfair (How much does he like to tease, does he tease) Johnny loves to tease you, matter of fact- he constantly does it. He loves to drag out the process, touching you inch by inch, making you beg for his cock before giving you even his fingers. Every time he does it and you whine, he just gives you that same cocky smirk with the comment “what? Can’t take it?”

V= Volume (How loud is Johnny during the moment) Johnny is rarely loud. He gives the occasional grunts, groans, and slight whimpers- but he’s more of a touchy person, so he’d be digging his nails into your hips and grabbing all over you before he’s moaning constantly.

W= Wild Card (Random head-con for Johnny) Johnny has always wanted to lean you over his motorcycle and fuck you raw. When he’s alone and you’re nowhere to be found, he jerks off to the thought of you letting him fuck you raw as he has you bent over his motorcycle. He doesn’t like the idea of it being so out in the open, but honestly, if you were to say yes, he would lose all self-control.

X= X- Ray (Lets see what's going on in them pants shall we) Johnny is a solid 6 inches. He’s not too big, but not too small. He has a good girth too, which really adds to it.

Y= Yearning (How high is Johnny's sex drive) His sex drive is pretty high. If you’d let him, he would probably fuck you every day, twice a day. But on the days that he is extremely horny, he cums quicker. Thus, making it easier for him to fuck you multiple times a day.

Z= Zzzzz (How fast does Johnny fall asleep afterwards) Johnny doesn’t fall asleep right away, he makes sure you’re taken care of before he knocks out. He’ll usually clean you up right after and then hold you close to his chest, rubbing your lower back as you talk about random stuff before finally falling asleep.

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This was like heavily requested soooo here you go!!!

Double ace – Goshiki x reader wc 946 – f!reader, brother!Ushijima

“Have you seen my sister?” Ushijima’s voice boomed from right beside him. Goshiki screeched and jumped in fright, looking completely dumbfounded at the question.

“Yes.”

“What do you think of her?”

Goshiki gulped, glancing at Tendo, who was watching the interaction with curiosity. “She seems very nice. She’s good at… math?”

“You are right. She is quite capable.”

Goshiki let out an awkward chuckle and attempted to escape when Ushijima kept talking.

“And her looks. Would you say she’s your type?”

His jaw dropped. Goshiki could feel his legs were slightly shaky, wondering if this might be a trick question. “My… type?”

He thanked whoever was watching over him for Washijo ending their chatter there, yelling for them to get back to their training.

What has gotten into Ushijima?

Tendo was quite interested in this development. He kept glancing at his best friend as they left the locker rooms and headed back to their dorms for the night.

“How’s your sister doing, Toshi?” he asked, watching as Ushijima was brought back from whatever thoughts were plaguing him.

“She is doing very well. I’m certain the girl’s team will go to nationals with that new setter,” he informed the redhead. Tendo was happy to hear his friend’s sister was growing into a capable ace as well, but that wasn’t exactly what he meant.

“That’s good. I was wondering more along the lines of her love life.”

Ushijima’s eyebrows furrowed, and he stopped walking, reaching out so Tendo would stop too. “You must keep this between us, but I need your help in a serious matter.”

Tendo’s eyes widened, and he leaned forward as if shortening the distance that the secret would have to travel. “Oh?”

“Y/n has a crush on Goshiki.”

Tendo gasped as if that wasn’t his top theory already. “Young love! I’m invested.”

And so the two third years spent the rest of the evening plotting their strategy.

How did Wakatoshi find out about your huge crush on Goshiki Tsutomu, you might ask?

It was entirely his fault. You couldn’t have known he would be walking past your room at the exact moment you were on the phone with a friend, telling her about how good Goshiki looked in their latest game.

Your brother had stopped walking, glitching as if trying to decide to acknowledge it or forget he heard it. But you’re an amazing sister, and he wanted to help you win over his teammate.

Operation y/n x Tsutomu was afoot.

After recruiting Tendo to the operation, one could find the redhead and his best friend looking around the corner where you’re talking to Goshiki by the vending machine. Of course they orchestrated this, asking Goshiki to get them something at the same time they saw you walking over there, only to be awarded with the two of you trying not to make eye contact while your cheeks flushed red even though you barely talked.

They might need to reach for stronger measures.

Goshiki was wary around Ushijima lately, shoulders hunched the second he walked into the gym in case he would be chased with questions about you again. He forgot he should be wary of the other one, too.

“Tsutsu,” Tendo cooed, ruffling his hair from its perfect styling. “How do you feel about a bet for today’s practice?”

“A bet?”

“If you get more points than Toshi in the first practice game, you have to ask out his sister.”

The first-year tripped over his feet, saved only by Tendo’s quick reflexes. “A-ask her out?”

“You two should totally date; your kids would be double aces.” Goshiki squeaked in horror.

“Kids?!”

“Sorry, I got ahead of myself. But we’re on, right?”

And Goshiki shook his hand on it without even thinking too much because at least he would never win-

He was dumbfounded as Tendo stood completely still on the other side of the net, making no attempt at blocking Goshiki’s spike for the two-on-two. Additionally, Ushijima didn’t even try to receive it, simply pretending to look at the clock instead.

“First point! Good job, Tsutsu.”

He won. Tendo and Ushijima droned out all of Washijo’s yelling for them to cut it out and forced Goshiki into a win. Now he had to… ask you out?!

His hands were shaking as he rounded the corner, finding you talking to a friend by the lockers.

“Y/n,” he greeted, clearing his throat after his voice cracked. “I wanted to ask you something.”

In true teenage boy style, he glanced at your friend as if hinting for her to leave. You told her you’d talk at lunch and grabbed Goshiki’s arm, pulling him down the hall to find some privacy.

“Okay, what’s up?”

Now that he had you so close, he noticed how pretty your eyes were. How kind your smile was, like he wouldn’t have to exert himself to deserve your kindness. Ushijima knew about your crush. However, he didn’t know Goshiki had liked you for longer than that but never found the guts to talk to you before Operation y/n x Tsutomu.

“I would love to have lunch together. Sometime. Maybe this week even.” His hands were behind his back, and he did his best to put on a brave face.

“That sounds great! Is tomorrow too soon? I don’t usually do much for lunch.”

“Tomorrow! Yes!” Goshiki wasn’t sure how a conversation like this should end, but he was so happy that he just squeezed you into an awkward hug, loving the way your giggle felt against his chest.

Ushijima and Tendo shared a fist bump from their hiding spot (standing ominously behind objects that definitely weren’t hiding them).

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requested by @dira333 for my event, anything for you <3

Hii can i request lad boys fake being drunk to get a reaction/pampered by reader who is difficult at showing emotions, but got soft after seeing them drunk?

uhhhh honestly i only wanted to write rafayel for this LMAO hes the only one i can see faking being drunk to do this so im only writing him for this sorry :(( not the others bc i just. my brain wont process it :((

Rafayel's eyes stared you at, a little unfocused in a way you were attributing to the alcohol. He knows he's just pretending but he also knows he's damn good at acting, He rests his head on his forearm and stares up at you with a look that's equal parts affectionate and bleary. Perfect.

You don't really say anything but he knows you've fallen for it when you sit up and start replacing his alcohol with water and trying to get him to eat something more than the snacks he was lightly picking at. He didn't even really drink that much but when you pull a blanket off his couch to wrap around his shoulders he can't stop the way his heart races at the soft show of affection.

He'll never tell you that whenever he does this he's fully aware of the fact that you think he's too drunk to remember anything. He doesn't want to abuse the trust you have for him so this will be his dirty little secret. He adores being able to just lean up against you and say nonsense that you actually respond to this time instead of ignoring, not wanting to make him sob dramatically as he did once before when he was wasted.

He only wishes you felt more comfortable showing him this side of yourself when he was sober, but he also is more than happy to let you show him the parts of you slowly over time. He'll wait patiently for that day to come but for now he'll enjoy how you're letting him put his head in your lap as you awkwardly try to show him more physical affection than you're used to.

*spins pipsqueak around like a rotisserie chicken*

PAIRINGS. . . sylus x reader

CW. . . suggestive, he lets you ride his motorcycle for the first time

you squealed the second the engine purred under you.

the vibration, the power, the sheer coolness of it—you couldn't stop grinning if you tried. “oh my god. sylus. sylus. i’m on your bike. i’m riding your bike right now.”

he was behind you, legs bracketing yours, hands resting on your hips like it was second nature. he laughed—low and smooth.

“don’t wreck it, baby,” he murmured against your ear. “i just tuned her.”

your heart was beating too fast. some of it was adrenaline. some of it was the fact that his voice was practically dripping down your spine.

“i won’t!” you chirped, way too giddy to notice how tightly you were gripping the handlebars. “i’m gonna be soooo good to her.”

“i know you will,” he said, his hands sliding down your thighs before casually guiding them into position. “you look so good up here, i might never ride solo again.”

you were flying down the open road, wind in your hair, engine growling beneath you like something alive. you could feel every subtle shift in the bike—and every subtle shift of sylus behind you.

his chest pressed flush to your back. his hands loose at your hips, fingertips dipping occasionally, like he was reminding himself you were right there. and your ass? firmly nestled against him with every little bounce, every lean, every stretch forward—it was impossible not to feel how he reacted.

you shifted just a little on purpose—like, barely—and you felt his hands tightened.

“you’re doin’ that on purpose,” he said, smirking. you didn’t have to see it to feel it.

“doin’ what?” you asked innocently, gasping a little when you hit a small bump and your whole body bounced, ass pressing back into his lap with a little too much intention.

that earned a growl. real and low and hot.

he leaned in, lips brushing your ear. “you keep grinding back like that, and we’re gonna have to pull over.”

you laughed—breathless, dizzy with speed and power and the feel of him so close behind you. “you said i could ride,” you teased, half-turning your head.

“i said you could ride the bike,” he shot back, his voice rougher now, fingertips dragging up your sides. “not me.”