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All that work you put in and everyone wanted to give your family the credit.

So, what a surprise it was to him when you two first worked together alone in the library. His footsteps were quiet and calculated as he made his way through the almost empty building. It was nearing midterms anyways, so this had been somewhere he frequented enough to know the exact books you both needed. Only to see you at a table already set up and waiting for him.

"{♡}. I hope I didn't take too long."

"You're quite alright. I prefer to get to places early. Tardiness has never been something I enjoy."

You were so...calm. It almost freaked him out a bit as he sat down across from you. He was used to loud, used to excuses on why someone was late, or having to almost baby them to get them to actually do their work.

"Have you decided on who we should write the presentation on {♡}? I have a few ideas, but I wasn't sure if you already had figure something out as well."

"I was thinking we could Karl Jung and Freud. Since they worked together at one point and are different enough that we could compare their theories that it would make sense to use them as the main source of information."

"Oh, actually that's similar to my idea. We can do that. Do you want to split in half or- how would you like this to go?"

"We could separate it and we both write about of them and then come back together to finish and do the comparisons. Once we do that, we'll just need to do citations."

Usually, you didn't have too great of partners when it came to group work for classes. So, this seemed to be going a little too well. Maybe it was a little mean to be so curious on why he didn't seem to fight you on what he wanted to present on, but you had to be stern! you couldn't get run over and just take the fall if this went to shit. This was your livelihood, your career that depended on this degree. You couldn't just play background character and hope that shit would get done. You had to make sure it did.

"{♡}."

"Hm?"

"I said when do you want to meet up again. We can plan it now, so I know when to have my part done by."

"Would next Friday work? Unless you need longer, cause like all your other classes and shit."

"No, no that's good for me. I can meet you here again and we'll figure out what we need to next week."

"Perfect. And if anything, if we don't finish by then we still have a couple months before it needs to be turned in. I would just much rather get it in early rather than wait till last minute."

That little bit made Tim chuckle, black strands falling across his face to cover his forehead. Now that everything was sorted, he didn't feel as worried about what needed to be done. He knew his part would be fine and from what he heard you speak of in class he didn't think you would try to throw some bullshit together and call it a presentation.

"Sounds good then."

When he went to get up, he saw your hand slide across the table along with a piece of paper under what he could tell was your freshly done nails.

"My number, just in case you need me to send my work over for you to look over it."

Had his brothers been with him they would have absolutely made a big deal out of him getting your number. Not only were you one of the most beloved men on campus but you were the most sought after one alongside Dick and Roy. And here you were with Tim. Someone who was semi as popular and definitely not one who was just going up and asking anyone for their number. With the paper now between his fingers, he gave a small nod of appreciation.

"I'll send you a text tonight that way you have my number as well. Just let me know if you need anything, okay?"

Let him know if you needed anything. Did he sound desperate when he said it? Maybe it was a little too much for just classmates. He noticed the bit of surprise on your face when he said it out loud. He also noticed the small smile that started in your lips before quickly going to that same stern look you always had.

"Right. Thank you."

The tutoring sessions started at Damian's school but slowly made its way to the manor as it was more comfortable for the boy. Tim saw how you interacted with his only younger sibling, praising the boy and making small remarks how he was smart just like his brother, him.

Tim started offering you rides home, so you didn't have to wait in the dark outside the manor for your limo. Small talk was how most of the time was spent in the rides, but soon they became often. Not just rides from tutoring Damian, but rides from class as well.

Since you guys had a similar schedule, he didn't mind waiting for you class to end so he could drop you off home, or wherever it is you are needed that day. Then the rides switched to also walking you to and from the places you were headed.

The first couple of people who saw you together sort of brushed it off and denied it, because how could you two possibly be friends? You guys should have been academic rivals and yet y'all would be sitting there chopping it up as if there weren't several people watching the two of you as you walked.

One thing about Tim though, is that he is much more observant than most others. He saw you politely decline the many people that would ask you out or want to get to know you, only for you to turn and look at him while he was talking as if he was the best thing on Earth.

Big brown eyes batting at him whenever he spoke, almost as if his word was your truth. Whether it be about something for you guys' class or just about a new song he liked, you were intent with your listening, and he honestly didn't know how to react.

More than anything though, Tim yearned for you. He waited a few months into you actually becoming friends before even thinking about putting any moves on you. When he did feel comfortable enough to it was so gentle. Everything he did had some much thought put into it because he didn't want to scare you away. Slowly but surely, he stared to take the initiative.

The biggest step he felt like he took before properly asking you out was holding your hand.

Tim Drake, the boy who'd only awkwardly dated two other people before you was now finding every bit of strength to just make eye contact with you so his plan didn't fail. The two of you were sitting across from each other in the empty room he reserved in order for you guys to study peacefully.

Soft chatter between you two filled the once desolate room, a deep and heavy tension filling the air. Your eyes had yet to leave his lips not once since the two of you started talking. It felt like a frog was stuck in his throat when he finally realized.

Your hands were placed so neatly in front of you, your nail gently tracing the online of the book that you had laid on the table to help you. For a second your words started to drown out in his ears, becoming quieter and quieter as he thought about his plan. He hadn't even realized that he was staring at you. Giving you this look that almost made you want to pounce on him.

"You alright there Tim?"

Fuck when you said his name it was almost like heaven for him. He could hear you chant it for the rest of his life. The rest of you two's lives. Tim. Tim. Tim. All he wanted was you at that moment. You to finally be his. From across the table his hand reached out to carefully intertwine with your freshly manicured one. Eyes not leaving yours as he spoke up.

"Yeah, yeah I'm okay. Just listening to you."

“Thank you for coming with me, Ony. I really appreciate it. You didn’t have to.”

“You playing right? Of course imma come with you..besides, I could never get my homeboys to go with me so it works out perfectly.”

you’d frolic about in your white flowing sundress with the pink carnations enmeshed in the pattern as this tall man with the stocky build, wire framed glasses and a tapered fade followed suit. He’d decided on grey sweats, black and white Dunks with a plain white tee and a silver necklace thrown around his neck for his ensemble..one thing was for certain: the two of you looked like polar opposites and he definitely didn’t fit the bill for being the absolute geek he was; that much apparent by the glares from the store clerks who recognized you. Little did they know this man would rattle their ear off about his fifty model airplane builds, all his knowledge about piloting, his love of space and buy out their entire stock of Star Wars and DC merchandise if he laid eyes on it. He got so excited when it came to his special interests and you thought it was adorable.

“Aye, look. They got the new volumes. We should both get a copy.” “Ony, look. This is the book I was telling you about, I think you’ll really like it, it’s up your alley.”

the two of you were like little kids running about through a store full of sugary delicacies. Excited and thrilled to be sharing your love of literature with one another. You’d grab various pieces that piqued your interest before retreating to the in house coffee shop for a seat and an iced refresher. Having stolen glances of your figure as he trailed behind you all day, Ony became increasingly flustered when seeing your pretty face, surrounded by those tufted curls and donned with that gorgeous smile..covering it up with the spine of the book.

“Why are you staring at me like that?”

“Because I like beautiful things, ‘can't help myself....”

complimenting your outfit, telling you how cute you looked in those round glasses. Teasing you relentlessly until you felt as if you were going to implode. Honestly, if anyone had said that a man as handsome as Onyakopon would be sitting across from you, fanning out over comics and being equally as infatuated with you, you’d call them a liar. But alas, here you were…it only made matters worse when he’d ask to see your piece of literature and after a few seconds of resistance, he’d grasp it and find himself greeted with quite the spicy excerpt. It was a black erotic fantasy novel by an author you’d followed for years. Many nights you sat in your room, immersed in her descriptive, detailed stories. This one in particular was about a young witch from a long bloodline of renowned practitioners who falls for the rival warlock and in this scene in particular, the two are engaging in a rather salacious exchange..in the public eye! Something that was admittedly so, a fantasy of your own. When Ony began to scan the pages, you could see his very visible reaction.

“Oh shit..so this is what we’re doing now? I see you, (y/n).” Causing you to immediately fluster in response! With haste, you’d snatch it back and attempt to cover your face in shame.

“Ignore that, I was just checking something!” but the damage was done..the seed had become deeply imbued in your boy toy’s brain and for the rest of the afternoon, it was all that would be occupying his mind…

“Yeah alright, I believe you. ‘You ready to go look some more?”

honestly, you’d do anything to ease the very blatant awkward tension. So you’d nod and the two of you would proceed to scan various aisles, scouring each section; omitting the children’s one until you’d successfully perused the entire store. By the end of it, you each had been left with a stack full of literature that had managed to fill up your hand baskets. Greeted by an overly bubbly cashier; resembling yourself with just a lighter skin tone, (y/n) went first and exchanged pleasantries with the young woman. As she’d scan your items, you’d find yourself engaging in a full blown conversation about your diverse selection. You’d talk about the various manga and how much you’d accumulated over the years. Then she’d catch a glimpse of the aforementioned novel that had spurred controversy.

Meanwhile, Ony couldn’t help but steal glances of you…his eyes just barely wavering so as to not draw too much attention but he couldn’t help himself. Admiring the curvature of your body…the way you looked in that dress was conjuring up thoughts he’d never thought possible. It was so innocuous but yet, revealed just enough to get his mind..and other organs racing. Not to mention your very visible reaction to that little excerpt he’d catch a peek of. But the best surprise was yet to come. Because once he finished paying for his things and the two of you gave a farewell to the cashier and store itself, you’d be greeted with quite a nasty storm waiting on the outside. Heavy rain droplets, thunder and lighting all filled the atmosphere and needless to say, neither of you were prepared. You’d heard rumblings earlier but it seemed that you two had been in there so long, it snuck up unexpectedly.

“You wait here and I’ll go pull the car around.”

It was his first instinct in that moment to protect you and as sweet as you found the gesture, it was also pointless. There was no need in him making the extra steps and you’d both end up soaked regardless.

“You don’t have to do that, I’ll be fine. Let’s just make sure our two hundred bucks doesn’t go down the drain.” Referring to the copious amounts of literature you’d just obtained and it truly would be disheartening to watch it all become water logged.

For safety reasons, you’d reach down and remove your sandals, curling them around two of your fingers. You’d hook arms and clutch the hooks to your chests, ensuring they were covered as best as possible. Together, the two of you would brace the tough terrain, sprinting towards the vehicle. It was almost kind of fun and romantic, despite the chilling rain pouring over your skin. Even so, you guys would reach your destination and promptly enter the safety of the four door sedan. Figuring it’d be a little more spacious than his two seater sports car but he didn’t mind driving so that you could get a rest; as you had to travel a lot for work.

“Oh my gosh, that rain is freezing! I really wish I had brought my jacket in or something…now my dress is all soaked—“

Amidst your rambling, Ony’s eyes had once again resurfaced back to your frame. This time, fixating on said dress…looking at how tightly it clung to your body. Specifically your breasts and how those nipples poked through the material. They were all such lewd and inappropriate thoughts but he certainly could not deny the fact that you stirred up those feelings for him.

“I’m sorry, I’m just ranting…here, let me look in the back and see if there are some spare clothes. I’m sure I have something.”

“Nah, you good, baby. I’m sure it’ll stop soon—“ but before he could halt you, you were already crawling to the back as you’d spotted a pair of jeans, a tank top and some sweats and a t-shirt he could slip into. Not to mention, it didn’t seem there were any signs of the rain slowing down and there was no need for you guys to sit in wet clothing. He’d turn on the car and shift it over the heat to provide warmth.

“Doesn’t look like it’s going to let up, we might as well get comfortable.”

And comfortable would be an understatement! Because he’d take it as an opportunity to make his move. If for nothing else, to get you all flustered and bothered, in hopes of some action for later on. As you’d make your way to the spacious rear, he’d follow suit, causing the car to rock a little.

“Yeah…by comfortable, you mean get naked, right?”

“That is not what I meant, you pervert. I was just saying..”

And before long, you’d find him tickling you and eventually, it’d end in a makeshift makeout session…tousling around in the back and naturally, him teasing you throughout the whole ordeal. Suckling on your tongue and mimicking your tone as his hands ventured all over your frame…helping to remove those damp fabrics. But just as he began to work you out of it, you’d squirm and giggle, pressing your palms against his chest. Not that you didn’t want this moment to transpire and you weren’t feeling him….however, there was a bit of a secret that you had been harboring all day..

“And what were you saying? Hmm? What you tryna’ say?—“

Finally rendering you nude; tugging those panties off with his teeth, Ony would part your thighs to move in between them and of course, catch a glimpse of that sweet center he’d been craving all day long. But it was what you had just a few inches lower that would take him by surprise.

“Oh shit…

Just between those plump asscheeks, resided a metal plug, decorated with a blue jewel in the center. You’d been waiting all day to get him home and reveal the secret but this worked just fine as well! The inspiration behind it? The very book you were just discussing. Because in one of the chapters, the rival warlock forces the witch to wear various toys underneath her clothes to a village party…with an anal plug being one of them so that he could ‘train’ her. Eventually, after teasing her with a controlled vibrator from across the room and all but forcing her to drop to her knees in the middle of the floor, he rewarded her good behavior and ‘participation’ by fucking her senseless in one of the rooms at the manor at which it was being hosted. He’d perform anal sex on the witch for the first time that had her frightened to begin with and by the end, left her mind blank and the sheets splattered with her cum. She’d go from pleading for him to not to thanking him for every thrust and hitting spots she didn’t even know were possible.

“Don’t be shy now…spread those legs f’r me, baby. We not gon’ act like we ain’t see that.”

Cackling as he ran his hands up the backs of your thighs, Ony heavily sucked his teeth with a mouthy groan…ingesting the sight and becoming instantly aroused. That much shown by the tent in his boxers.

“It was supposed to be a surprise for later….but you caught me.” With your knees curled up to your chest and legs parted, you’d shamelessly toy with your clit right in front of him. Squeezing those plump breasts and pinching your stiffened nipples, (y/n) would tease those folds, stirring up the slick and emitting those soft, adorable moans he loved so much.

“Well I ain’t mad about it…I just didn’t know you’d be into some freaky shit like this. Matter of fact…lean up f’r me. I got you..”

Taking his hand, you’d get adjusted in the seat until those legs were parted to each side and he was beside you. Tugging down the remainder of his bottoms, Ony would unveil that thick, veiny cock that had been throbbing since he’d first laid eyes on you today.

“..got my shit all hard, baby. I’ve been wanting your pretty ass all day. You have no idea…”

He could barely be sated as is. But when you’d reach over to grasp his shaft, stroking it with that cheeky grin on your face, he nearly lost his mind.

“Yeah? Then tell me…tell me how bad you want me..” taking the reins for once; displaying just how vehemently horny you were for your man to be. (Y/N) lowered your head and began teasing that tip…wrapping those lips around it and eventually bobbing up and down on that shaft. Coating the thick, dark member in saliva as he tossed his head back against the seat. Those guttural, deep moans sounding so sexy…

“Oh fuck…I want you so bad, baby…want you to eat my fucking dick up..wanna fuck that pretty asshole..make you come—” barely able to guide you along. But you needed no help whatsoever. Placing those hands on his thighs, you’d begin to engulf him whole; taking a solid five inches into your mouth at once. The sounds of you choking on his cock only serve to arouse you even more. Meanwhile, he’d spot those fingers working in and out of that wet cunt and decide to take it over…

“Let me finger this lil’ wet pussy…know that shit so tight..”

Shoving those much thicker digits in, he’d aid you whilst devouring him whole. Which in turn, only made you even more salacious. The way your lips suctioned around his dick and that tip hit the back of your throat, Ony knew he was in for both a treat and some serious trouble. You wouldn’t let up until his legs were trembling and he exploded inside of your mouth.

However, he had a different set of plans and suddenly, you’d find your hair tangled in the grip of his fingertips. Tugging you up gently, he’d shove his tongue into you mouth for a savory kiss…tasting both of your remnants. Followed shortly after by his fingers being glided down your throat until you slightly gagged for him. Which left you both with smiles on your face.

“You so sexy…and freaky. I love you.”

“I love you too…now fuck me..please.”

Panting like a starved feign, practically drooling to feel him inside of you. Ony naturally obliged and helped you adjust until you were planted on all fours and ready for him.

“That’s it, arch that back f’r me, baby.” Encouraging as his strong hands glided up the curvature of your spine and eventually back down to those plump cheeks; brandishing each of them with a smack. Slowly, he’d spread them apart and eventually revealing that metal plug fully. You were pulsating, that tight entrance suctioning around the far end and once he began to slowly tug it out, you’d find yourself whimpering and moaning. He’d glance down a little further to see that your cunt was glistening as a result of that stimulation all day.

“Yeah…you ready f’r me. Spread that ass…hold it open.” Becoming a little more firm in his commands as he prepared to glide in. Gripping the base of his shaft, Ony stroked himself a few times before providing you a little more lubrication with a glob of saliva and his thumb momentarily, working those compact muscles.

(Y/N) let out a soft whimper, cursing under your breath from the pleasure…alas, that was only the beginning. Because once he was done, he’d make the transition into becoming one with your body. Truth be told, you both were a little nervous…it wasn’t the first time you two had done these sorts of activities but it certainly had been quite a while. However, lust, hormones, pure love and the sheer heat of the moment had caused you to make a decision to spice things up. And Ony was more than willing to participate in the antics! After a few seconds, he’d grasp your waist and pull you towards him. Eventually, that tip would prod into that warm hole and before you knew it, you were three inches full of his fat dick.

“Oh…fuck! You’re so tight…feels too fucking good.”

Unable to concoct a full sentence, Ony would suck his teeth and huff as he made home inside of you…that wet flesh clutching around him for dear life. Meanwhile, you’d grasp the door handle for leverage and allow him more room to maneuver. He’d start with a few gentle strokes, pushing in ever so slightly as to not hurt you. But he didn’t want to tease you too much as he could tell that you were overly aroused at this point; drooling from all of your orifices. Once he made it to his third one, you’d feel his hand come down once more with a forceful slap against your ass and soon, he was hitting his stride.

“Yeah…that’s it…take that dick, beautiful. Take that fucking dick…”

His deep drawl ringing out in your ear as those strokes grew a little more fast paced.

“Fuck! Yes, give it to me, Ony. You’re making me feel so good!”

Whimpering and crying in that sexy little tone he loved so much. The feeling of those heavy balls slapping against that clit in tandem only increasing the pleasure. Eventually, you’d begin to meet his thrusts, letting that round backside ricochet off of him.

“Mmhm…yeah I know, baby. I’m digging that lil’ ass out, ain’t I? Got you creaming all over my shit..”

“Yesss, daddy. Fuck…oh my God, you’re gonna make me come.”

which was all of the motivation he needed to keep drilling into that entrance. He barely lasted anytime in your pussy but this was by far even harder and Ony wasn’t certain if he could take anymore. But he’d keep pushing through…especially when you’d continue egging him on with those sweet whimpers and adorable moans; telling him how amazing he felt and how good he was fucking you. Those loud, wet sounds and the collision of flesh filling the car. All either of you could do was thank the heavens that it was still raining cats and dogs outside, which served as a makeshift partition to your lascivious activities.

As your eyes began to trail to the back of your head, he’d reach around and grasp your throat; lobbing spit into your mouth once again..

“Kiss me..”

Desperately begging in succession as he sloppily slathered you in pecks. The two of you clinging onto one another as if you couldn’t breathe without the other. Eventually, you’d feel that knot sweeping up in your belly and without warning, you’d explode all over him; releasing a rain of squirt onto the seat. “Oh shit!”

“That’s what I’m talm’ bout, make a fucking mess..” but eventually, he’d find himself right behind you, mirroring the same sentiments.

“…I’m bout to come, baby. Swear to God, imma bust a nut in this lil’ ass. Can I nut in it? You gon’ let me?..”

Begging like a man unhinged and desperate to breed you. And naturally, you’d have no other answer than to grant his wish.

“Yeah! Please—come in me, come in this ass!”

Reaching back to pull him in closer. Unable to maintain his composure, Ony made those last few thrusts count with rapid speed before pausing and emptying every drop of his seed into your body.

“Fuuuuck! Fuck…I love you!” Finding himself curled over onto your frame.

“I love you too, Ony. I love you so fucking much.”

Smiling as your faces met once more. As you both came down from those highs, he’d examine the aftermath around you both and begin to laugh.

“You know what? I’m never going out with you again. You ain’t nothing but trouble…”

“Yeah, I doubt that. You know I’m worth every bit of it.”

And of course, he was inclined to agree. Placing a kiss atop your forehead as confirmation.

“Damn straight…I ain’t never coming up off of you.”

This was certainly a trip to your favorite destination neither of you would ever forget!