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TOJI FUSHIGURO. ꒱‎‎

listen to his voiceee. ⋆ cunt devouring. ⋆ massive size kink. ⋆ prone bone. ⋆ straddling his lap. ⋆ anal princess. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ pretty & shy girl blowjob. ⋆ pounding you in missionary.

CHOSO KAMO. ꒱‎

beneath the table. ⋆ cockwarming while he plays games. ⋆ squeaky girlfriend. ⋆ what a distraction. ⋆ pussy eating. ⋆ clit licking. ⋆ rubbing you off. ⋆ plap plap plap ! ⋆ tit worshipper.

NANAMI KENTO. ꒱‎

slow teasing. ⋆ soft choking. ⋆ ass groping. ⋆ kissing in lingerie. ⋆ somnophilia. ⋆ the vids he sends you at work. ⋆ warm & entwined. ⋆ gentle fingering. ⋆ rubbing your pussy for you.

GETO SUGURU. ꒱‎

slutty waist. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ love hate sex with your ex. ⋆ let me show you a trick. ⋆ ass eating. ⋆ hard pounding. ⋆ bathroom floor. ⋆ balancing on the wall. ⋆ rubbing you. ⋆ sideways.

GOJO SATORU. ꒱‎

dumbification. ⋆ backshots in a maid dress. ⋆ 69ing. ⋆ spread your legs & let him do his job. ⋆ taking it so well. ⋆ kinky shit p2. ⋆ tied & edged. ⋆ fucking in the backseat of his car.

SUKUNA RYOMEN. ꒱‎

schoolgirl fit (kunas ver.). ⋆ kidnapped. ⋆ personal use. ⋆ position goes crazy. ⋆ punishment in cuffs. ⋆ folded & munching your cunt. ⋆ rough fucking. ⋆ full nelson.

warnings : stepcest, possessive caleb, pussy inspection (again), fingering, bimbo/dumb!reader, manipulative caleb?? idk, use of pipsqueak, angel, gege, caleb refers to your pussy as your princess, he also tells you inaccurate things about your pussy, caleb brings up that y’all guys are step-sibilings, like a lot :(

౨ৎ au : 𝓼tepbrother!caleb x 𝓼tepsister!reader ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა

𝒴ou nervously knocked on your step-brothers door. it was late, but you needed caleb’s help. something happened—you woke up to your panties all damp and sticky; not to mention the annoying ache between your legs. you knew that caleb would help you, like usual. before you could knock again, he opened the door and you were welcomed with the sight of him without a shirt, grey sweatpants low on his hips.

again, you felt the ache between your legs get stronger and you pouted. “pipsqueak? what are you doing up this late?” he asked you, lifting an eyebrow. suddenly, you felt nervous. when you thought about it, it sounded silly now. you could’ve just asked a friend or looked it up. you made a small little uh, glancing down and rubbing your thighs together.

you heard a sigh from caleb before he tilted your head up with two fingers, making you look up at him. “angel, what’s the matter?” you let out a whine and bit your lip. with one hand, you pointed to the spot in between your thighs as they rubbed together. it did little to help the weird feeling, but at least it helped.

caleb looked down at you and a small little smirk formed on his soft lips. “sorry, what? i don’t understand. ‘need words,” he said and you knew he was teasing. you whimpered and rubbed your thighs again. “caleb…” you tried looking down again but he just pulled you closer, making you hit his chest. “i need words.”

“i-its—achy. i don’t know why, but—but i woke up and they were all wet,” you whispered, looking down nervously as you did. all caleb did was hum and pull you inside his room. he shut the door behind you and locked it, making you look up at him curiously. “i think i know what’s the problem. here, lay down on the bed for me.” you didn’t know why you had to, but you did it anyway. after all, caleb was much smarter and older than you. he must have a good reason!

you did as he told and lay down on his bed carefully. he watched as you did, standing in front of you. “good girl. now, can you lift your hips up for me?” you felt yourself pulse down there at the sound of his voice and you felt your panties sticking to you, making you whine. you did as he said, lifting your hips. to your surprise, he grabbed the hem of your silk pajama pants and slid them down to your ankles.

“mm—caleb?” you asked and lifted your head up to look at the larger man. he hushed you and his hands ran up your legs to your thighs, squeezing the fat gently. “you want me to help you out, right? this is what all big brothers do.” you hummed and nodded, plopping your head back down on the bed. if caleb said that this was normal, then it was. why would he lie to you? his hands left you and suddenly your panties were getting pulled off, revealing your wet folds. “ah, you really are wet, pipsqueak.” you lifted your head up a bit and saw him on his knees inside your legs.

you watched as he shamelessly put the wet spot against his nose and breathed in deeply, letting out a low groan. the sound made you let out a soft whimper, feeling you clench. “gege… the ache…” you whined and he hushed you again. “i know. do you know what that ache is, angel?” he placed your panties beside him and his large hands came back to your thighs, massaging them. you shook your head at his words, blushing. he hummed in understanding. “well, you feel this achy feeling whenever your pretty princess down here wants your gege. she gets all wet and it’s like it has own heartbeat, y’know? when that happens, you go and immediately tell me. i’ll make it feel better.”

you listened to his words carefully, your lips spreading apart a bit. you nodded. “will you help me right now?” you asked, your voice small. caleb gave you a comforting smile and nodded. “jus’ gotta see what she needs.” with that, he grabbed your knees and put your feet on top of the bed, making you spread your legs. he got as close as he could to your princess and he spread your lips with his fingers. you shivered when the cold air hit you but you didn’t stop him. after all, he was just checking what your princess needs.

he hummed as he inspected your pussy, a slim finger coming to run down your wet slit, making your hips jolt. “god, she’s so wet. were you thinking about your step-brother, pipsqueak?” he murmured and you bit your lip. you did have a dream about him—but all you were doing to him was what you do to your pillows! nothing bad. when you told him that, he looked up at you with a smirk.

his thumb came to your clit, rubbing and circling it and you gasped at the pleasurable sensation, hands coming to his hair. “and what do you do to your pillows?” he asked and a finger came to run over one of your folds. “i-i just rub against them.” that wasn’t bad, right? no, of course not.

much to your demise, caleb tsks his tongue. “dirty girl. rubbing against your pillows? i bet your princess was achy then, huh? i forgive you, though, angel. you didn’t know,” he said and you let out a sigh of relief. that sigh turned into a choked moan when caleb’s finger ran down your slit again, gathering your wetness before he circled your hole.

“this is where your gege’s fingers go. they enter this tight little hole and your princess will stop aching then, okay? it’s only pleasurable if your big brother does it, no one else though, okay?” he told you and you nodded, eyes fluttering shut. he pushed the tip of his finger in and you let out a mewl, tugging at the soft strands of his hair. it was a strange feeling, but you didn’t want to disobey caleb and tell him to stop.

he slowly pushes it in bit by bit, stretching you out. you gasped at the feeling, your walls fluttering around it. thankfully with how wet you were, it was easy for him to push his fingers into you until he was knuckles deep. you let out a moan when he began to move, thrusting in and out. you had never actually touched yourself, only rubbing or bouncing on a pillow—but this was much better. you felt another finger nudge next to it and soon he was pumping three fingers into you.

all you could do was let out moans and whines, your head splaying around on your silk pillow. your legs twitched and caleb gently hugged you, mentally thanking that your parents weren’t there. “good girl, let it all out. moan for your gege, hm?” he murmured and your hips bucked at his words.

the lewd sounds of your squelching wetness filled the room and you felt small tears form in the corner of your eyes. the more and more his large fingers massage that spongy inside of you the more you felt your gut clench. you were starting to feel a weird, strong coil in your gut and you let out a whimper. “gege! it feels weird—stop, stop!” you sniffed, hands coming to try to push his fingers away. the feeling was too much, too overwhelming—too new.

he tsked and slapped your hand away, making you let out a small sob and you felt his hand press on your stomach gently. “go on, cum for me, angel. come on my fingers,” he snickered and your jaw dropped when you felt the coil finally snapped. your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you saw bright stars as you gushed all over his fingers. your walls fluttered around him as you came, your small body squirming.

“good girl, atta girl,” he praised you. you were left panting, sniffling as your cheek lied on top of your pillow dumbly. his fingers entered his mouth and he let out a groan at the taste of you, eyes rolling to the back of his head at the divine taste. once he sucked your cum all off, he gently picked you up. “alright. your gege’s gonna take care of you now, hm? just go to bed, pipsqueak.”

you let out a stupid, blissed out hum, head resting against his shoulder and you knew that your gege would always help you. no matter what ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

Final chap of my Zayne angst. Lemme know if you want to get tagged.

"Open that pretty mouth wider," Sylus growls, his massive hand encircling your throat as he guides his cock past your lips. Your jaw aches trying to accommodate him, but the praise in his eyes makes you do as you’re told.

"This is what happens when you try to take control, handcuffing me to the bed… That was quite bold of you the other night." His hand begins to slowly crush your windpipe as he slides his cock deeper down your spasming throat. Your pitiful struggles only make his vermilion eyes darken with such cruel delight. This is what you get for thinking you could chain him down, it was rather cute of you though.

He starts slow, letting you adjust to the feeling of him stretching your throat. But patience isn't his strong suit, not when you’re on your knees like this.

You try to squirm away but his iron grip holds you in place as he starts to bottom out your throat, using you like some personal pocket pussy. Each thrust causing your beautiful tits to bounce violently, drawing a low chuckle from his chest.

Your vision starts to darken as he cuts off your air completely, reduced to nothing but a warm hole for his pleasure.

"Remember this next time you think about being clever with those handcuffs," he taunts, his hips jackhammering your face as consciousness starts to fade.

"Don’t worry kitten,” he purrs, feeling his cock distend your throat beneath his fingers, "I won't let you pass out… at least not yet."

A choked whimper is your only reply, before you start to taste the salty pre-cum pooling in the back of your throat.

"Take all of me," Sylus snarls, his hands tightening as he pushes his entire length down your throat, your muscles clenching violently, squeezing him so deliciously that he almost loses control. Shit. Nevermind, he can't stop himself now, not when you feel this good.

Sylus' head tilts back, the first rope of cum shooting into your stomach while you try not to choke, "That's it, just like that."

Your face is red, tears and saliva streaming down your chin as he finally pulls from your abused throat. He admires his handiwork with a cocky grin, watching you try to gasp for air.

"Such a good girl for me," he coos, running a finger across your bruised lips.

You try to speak, but he shoves his finger into your mouth, coating it with spit before pushing it down onto your tongue, "Actions speak louder than words. Show me just how sorry you are, I'll allow it."

When You're Pregnant- The Love And DeepSpace Men

parings in order: Xavier x Reader, Zayne x Reader, Rafayel x Reader, Sylus x Reader, Caleb x Reader

genre: fluff fluff

a/n: let me know if you want more! any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy!

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Xavier:

Finding out you were pregnant was one of the best news he's ever gotten in his life. He was determined to be there, every step of the way. He becomes way overprotective over you as your maternity passes by. He would always be close to your side, terrified that if he leaves, he might lose you again.

He wouldn't let you do anything. Laundry? Nope you stay and rest! Grocery shopping? Nope give him the list of what you need. If he found you doing anything by yourself he would immediately step in and help or do it himself.

Whatever pregnancy cravings you want he would go out of his way to get it for you. He would also try it with you no matter how weird it was. He's more then happy to indulge on whatever you were eating

He’d wait until you go to sleep first, knowing how hard uncomfortable sleeping has gotten as your pregnancy progressed. He’d do everything he could to make sure you’re settled even if it meant giving you all his pillows and blankets just so you could rest more easily.

Endless shoulder, back, leg rubs to help sooth your tired and aching body. He can't imagine how tired you must be growing another human inside of you so he wants to take away an discomfort in any way he can.

Zayne:

He's a cardiac surgeon. He knows the anatomy and physiology of the human body. So he checks on you and your bump everyday to make sure everything is alright. At night he makes sure that you sleep in a correct and comfortable position.

Anything you crave he'll either cook for you or he'll pick up or buy. Whatever you need this man will do it all for you.

This man is always ready. He has all the medical dates and any important events written down in his schedule. He would have the best doctors to give you regular check ups, follow up tests, and even for ultrasounds. He would even have a bag packed ready for when your delivery arrives.

If anything felt wrong or you were anxious about anything, you would call him first before any of your doctors and he would immediately be on his way to you.

He would def have a folder of all the scans, tests, reports of all your baby stuff and keeps one in your shared bedroom and one copy in his office. Sometimes he'll go back and read the files and be nostalgic on how much weeks and months have passed by already.

He would have a week free in his schedule in case you deliver before or after the due date. So no surgeries or any meet up with any patients because all his time is yours.

Rafayel:

I think he would definitely be happy but deep down I think he would be nervous. You know this man is clingy but ever since you told him you were pregnant, anywhere you went he would be right beside you.

The more your bump starts showing, he would spend time out of his day talking to you and your baby. You two would spend so much time discussing names and plans for when the baby arrives. When your asleep, he would whisper quietly talking to the baby bump while basking in your beauty. He would fall asleep on your side for talking to the baby bump so late, one hand rested gently on your bump.

He would have an extra room ready for when the baby arrives. He would help pick out what furniture and what baby clothes to buy with you. He would tell you all the ideas of what he would paint for the walls for the baby room.

Bath time with him during this time is a lot more intimate. He would sit behind you, his chin resting on your shoulder while he caresses your bump

I def think this man would take pregnancy photo shoots or even paint you to capture the joy and anticipation. But no photo or painting can ever capture what beauty he truly sees in his eyes. He'll have an ultrasound picture in his wallet below a picture of you two and an extra empty space for when the child is born.

Sylus:

He would be by your side as much as he can. When you get morning sickness, he would immediately be by you, holding up your hair and rubbing your back. He would carry you back to bed and making you tea.

If you were to have any body aches and need a massage, he's already on it. He would have any ointments and anything you needed to feel comfortable or to ease any discomfort.

Although he wants to stay by your side at all times, he does have to work. This man is the Onychinus's Leader after all. He hates that he has to be so far away from you though. He'll try to stay in contact as much as he can. While he's away he'll have Luke and Kieran take care of things for you. He'll have Mephisto give him checkups if your asleep or taking naps. He'll hire a personal chef to cook you anything you want.

This man has all the money in the world. Whatever you want, you get it. You want this room to be the baby room? It's all yours. You want the whole floor to be the baby room? Say no more. Whatever baby furniture you look at, it's yours. Whatever color you want for the room, it's yours. And if you want it repainted for the 10th time, he'll make Luke and Kieran repaint it again and again.

If it were your 6th or 7th month into pregnancy you would tell him that you found out that babies in the womb can hear stuff outside. He would rest by your side, whispering things to the baby saying things like "Come out soon little one so you don't give mommy such a hard time in there." or "Maybe I should try to sing the baby a song." Which you immediately shut that idea down.

Caleb:

Caleb let out a tear or two or maybe more when he found out that you two were expecting and saw the positive pregnancy test as proof. He wrapped his arms around you ever so gently, careful not to hurt the little one growing inside of you. He would spin you around gently, showering your face with so many kisses and joy.

He would encourage you to take it easy and stay home during the early stages of your pregnancy. He would be so worried about your nausea and other symptoms, and his concern only grew when your pregnancy progressed. He’d remind you that he can support you all and that your job should be the least of your concerns.

Caleb is the type to hold your belly bump when it looks too heavy. If any walking distance, whether it was outside or around the house becomes too much for your feet, he’s quick to scoop you up and carry you. He’ll make sure to massage your feet later

Once you let him feel the baby kick, he’ll talk to your bump daily. “Hey little fella..let’s not kick mommy so hard okay?” He talks to you and the baby about his and your day and shares everything else he can. Many of his conversations with your bump include telling the baby how lucky they are to have the best momma in the world

Anything you want or wish for, you got it. Caleb doesn’t mind at all, honestly. He’s more than happy to help and do anything for you. As long as it’s good for you and the baby and doesn’t put either of you in danger.

The type to have the biggest smile on the ride to the shop and the ride home after baby or maternity shopping with you. Whether it’s baby clothes or toys, there’s just so much excitement bubbling inside him at the thought of meeting his little one so soon. A wave of nostalgia would also hit him when he sees familiar toys, the ones he used to play with you as kids, and the idea of your children playing with them makes his heart swell. He can’t wait to share countless stories and create many memories with them.

Can u do smth where dally's gf gets jumped super bad? THANK YOUUUIUU.(it's perfectly fine if not☺)

AAAAHH THIS ASK IS DELICIOUS!

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Pathetic, you mustered up in your head despite the pained alarms buzzing.

You hadn't expected to be jumped, you were just trying to get home. Clearly that was an issue to the guys who had chosen to pick on you and punch you until your knees scraped painfully against the cement of the sidewalk.

What had you done? You weren't wearing skimpy clothes, you hadn't done anything to provoke them, so what was the deal?

You hurried off to Buck's place, trying hard to run and not just give up. You were so dazed that you honestly couldn't even feel the pain in your face and stomach anymore, you were just set on running to escape.

The cold breeze made the open wounds burn in an uncomfortable manner, causing your already shaky body to shiver as you hurried like you were hiding from the drizzling rain.

Soon enough you had found yourself at the boisterous building of Buck's, and you made zero hesitation to run up to the door and knock vigorously. God, even your knuckles hurt from trying to defend yourself.

The door had swung open, making the music just a bit too loud for you but regardless you tolerated it.

"Dally?" Buck assumed, letting you in without much more than a glance.

You nodded, stepping in and finally letting yourself mellow down. Oh, you must've looked so pathetic. Drenched in rain and blood, even sweat from running so much. Only now the adrenaline started to dissipate, but it lingered as you climbed the stairs.

His apartment door was unlocked, you could tell by the way it didn't look fully closed. So in a flurry, you swung open the door and hustled inside. Maybe Dallas wasn't here and just forgot to lock his door? It was a possibility knowing Dally.

But when the door had opened, Dally poked his head out from around his belongings cautiously before seeing what looked to be you in pain and cold. Everything was a blur past that.

Quite instantly, you were sat on his ratty bed, wounds being cleaned and kisses being peppered all over your tear stained face. Makeup smeared, face discoloured and expression terrified. You could only tremble as he dabbed away the blood from your cheek.

"Dal- Dally, they were gonna beat me up... Dal, I was so scared." You sniffled, grasping his knee purely out of emotional distress.

Dally only nodded curtly, focused on the subject at hand and making sure to bandage you up nice and proper. He even managed to get his hands on some ice packs to reduce the swelling of some of the blows, but you still found it to be painful.

Even the towel he purposely put on his heater for a minute or two to warm up before he covered your shoulders and dabbed off the wetness clinging to your hair. Maybe this wasn't so horrific.

Regardless of the situation, everything seemed to become more tranquil as he bundled you up in his arms and finished drying off exposed parts of you like your knees, shins, calves and feet. All of which were done so gently that you were convinced this wasn't the Dallas you were used to. What a gentleman!

"'S alright now, you're safe. Brave, huh? Tuff to be runnin' through the dark an' in the rain just to escape some nasty fuckers." He praised you, the corners of his mouth curling just a bit to make it seem like he was smiling.

You felt warm inside from his fulfilling words, a bubble of hope forming and pushing away all the other thoughts bombarding you.

Yeah... maybe this wasn't so bad.

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ athlete!sukuna has a thing for your lips.

you don’t even get a chance to secure your cherry-flavored lip balm before a strong, calloused hand plucks it right from your grasp without warning.

“hey!” you protest, turning to face sukuna, who grins like he’s just won something. he twirls the tiny tube between his fingers, clearly entertained, his gym bag slung casually over his shoulder. dressed in his practice jersey, he’s all sweat and arrogance, the scent of exertion clinging to him.

“what’s this?" he muses, turning the tiny tube over in his fingers. “cherry-flavored? figures. you always taste just as sweet as you act, sunshine.”

heat creeps up your neck, caught off guard by the nickname. he’s never called you “sunshine” before. “cut it out. just give it back already.”

“nah.” he grins, applying the balm like he hasn’t just committed a crime. your entire soul leaves your body. “you did not just—”

“mm,” he muses, tilting his head as he smacks his lips thoughtfully. “not bad, but i have a feeling it tastes even sweeter from the source.”

before you can protest, sukuna traps you against the lockers, his presence overwhelming—fresh sweat, burning heat, and stolen cherry. he tilts your chin up effortlessly, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips.

“only one way to know if i got the full effect.”

his lips press against yours—slow at first, then hungrier, stealing the cherry right off your mouth. when he finally leans back, you barely remember why you wanted your lip balm back in the first place.

with a cocky smirk, sukuna steps back and tosses the lip balm into his bag, watching it land smoothly beneath his spare jersey.

slinging the bag over his shoulder, he grins. “guess you’ll have to work for it.”

“unbelievable,” you mutter, glaring up at him. “absolutely insufferable.”

“and you love me.” he grins, tossing your stolen lip balm in the air before disappearing onto the court, leaving you utterly flustered and questioning all your life choices.

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unaware of the stares he was getting, sukuna strutted onto the court—meanwhile, his teammates were trying to figure out why he suddenly had glossy, cherry-kissed lips, as if he wants to look kissable.

( kiss me instead ᐢ ̥_ ̫ _ ̥ᐢ )

BUCKET LIST ౨ৎ K.SAIKI X READER

in which the teacher pairs you up with saiki to complete your bucket lists together for a project . what he doesn't know is that you're sick due to an illness and dying (literally) to complete everything on your list.

01. first and last day [REWRITING]

02. first and last day pt.2 [REWRITING]

03. rocky start [REWRITING]

04. why'd you have to be so complicated? [REWRITING]

05. cookie dough gone [REWRITING]

06. light it up [REWRITING]

07. jelly jelly [REWRITING]

08. sour & sweet [REWRITING]

09. do you think it makes sense ? [REWRITING]

10. i guess this could be worse

11. "kusuo"

12. lies

snow day

04/27/25; 01:00am

{ drabbles / headcanons }

[ spring kisses with them ]

featuring: sylus, zayne, xavier, rafayel, caleb

{ one smile, one kiss, two lonely hearts is all that i need now, baby | you’re on my mind every night, every day… }

you became drunk off the scent of flowers, giggling each time sylus teases you with their soft petals.

his gaze remain soft; rufescent eyes gazing down at your figure as they fill with adoration for you. holding the flower gingerly by its stem, he places the pink petals against your lips. a tickling sensation was felt on your skin, causing your lips to tilt up in a sweet smile that captivates your beloved.

the flower’s petals shift in response to the wind, the petals breaking from its stem before landing against your parted lips. letting out an amused chuckle, sylus removes the single petal from your lips. he takes a moment to admire it before pressing a kiss against it.

warmth courses through your veins at the sight as you lean up to frame at his face. with the single petal now floating away, he captures your lips in a sweet kiss before landing with you against the pile of flowers-

a sudden memory resurfaces, of dragon wings and the scent of datura flowers filling at the air as the crimson petals danced in the wind.

caught in a sweet dance, zayne takes your hand and guides you around the gazebo. with your dress flowing around you, you felt as though you were living in a fairytale.

surrounding you were the dizzying scent of flowers coupled along with the cheerful chirping of the birds. unbidden joy courses through you, with your arms wrapped around zayne’s neck (like it was the most natural thing in the world.)

his hands wraps themselves behind the small of your back, bringing you achingly close to him. his eyes were brimming with an unspoken devotion to you as zayne leans forward to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. the faint taste of macarons fills at your senses each time zayne moves his lips oh so lovingly against yours-

making all of your dreams come true within that single moment.

you swore that you lived to see xavier’s pouting face each time you pressed a kiss against your favorite plushie’s face, holding the bunny so close to your chest even as xavier tackles you back against the cushions.

he hovers over you, half-lidded gaze taking in your playful expression while looking at your slightly parted lips. with a gentle sigh of your name, your beloved leans in closer to you, ready to share a sweet kiss-

only to let out a grunt of disapproval when his lips met with the toy bunny’s face.

feigning a look of annoyance, xavier takes the plushie in his hand and embraces it for a few seconds before playfully punching it. his actions earn a gasp from you, and when you reach out to save your precious baby-

only to have xavier interlock your fingertips together with his, bringing you closer as your lips met with his. he kept you locked in a passionate kiss, with him silently begging you to open up to him. feeling the tip of his tongue pushing against your lips, you slowly open up to him-

the plush long forgotten now, you delve your fingers into his hair, pulling him closer to you as you lay back whilst surrounded by the scent of him and spring flowers in full bloom.

the scent of wisterias were thick in the air as the petals blew over rafayel’s open sketchbook. his sketch was forgotten the moment you lay down with him on the grass, your fingertips gently tracing at his features.

the lemurian finds himself leaning into your touch, eyes taking in the beautiful sight of your smiling face. turning away from you for a brief moment, he sees a tiny wildflower with white petals and picks it. holding up the gentle bloom to you, you half expected rafayel to fasten it above your ear-

yet was left pleasantly surprised when he ends up placing it on your lips. only catching a glimpse of his playful expression, you gasp upon feeling him kiss you, moving the soft flower against your lips to cause a gentle friction you had never felt before.

and you quickly became addicted to it.

with your eyes clenched shut, you bask in the sensation of his kisses, never wanting this moment to end.

caleb had never looked so happy-

so free before this very moment-

and you wanted to burn this memory into your mind, never wishing to forget.

the boat sways within the lake, yet you found it comforting to lay in it with your beloved colonel. you had no idea how many hours he spent making sure your spring date was perfect-

ensuring your happiness above all else.

your whispered promises of forever lingers within the air when caleb takes you within his embrace, placing a kiss against your hair while softly calling you by name. you meet his gaze, feeling your heart racing at the sight of his crooked grin.

moments pass, and when you kept looking at him with such a soft expression, something shifted within him,

with his gaze narrowed, caleb leans closer to you, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss while under the canopy of the moss and trees.

{ you can say that i’m a fool and i don't know very much | but i think they call this love | oh, i think they call this love. }

end notes: this looks like a very cute banner, but i think i’ll skip this one for now if i can’t get sylus’s card with my free pulls (;﹏;) but have this unedited drabble in celebration for the new spring banner ♡

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!