Melice

So to add to this, he’s said he’s not really a morning person

He prefers to be a lazy cat and sleep late and nap when he can 

But what WOULD make him happy to get up any time in the morning is waking up to you, and you agree beforehand that slight somnophilia is okay, so you can initiate when he’s sleeping and he can do the same to you 

You become his new alarm, shutting it off when you’re awake on time and waking him up with a blowjob 

He loves waking up to the warmth of your mouth

You actually caught him in the middle of a wet dream about you before and he came instantly in your mouth and woke up in the middle of an orgasm 

He’s done the same to you, waking up with you still out, but you wake up soon to a tongue between your folds

The euphoria of plunging back to the waking world out of sleep, being pleasured with his talented tongue and fingers 

He gets you off just as fast and peeks up at you from under the blankets with a very self satisfied, wet grin 

“Morning, princess.” He’ll shift upward to kiss you and you feel his hardness 

He’s still sleepy and rests his forehead against yours when he fucks you slow

You returned to Clementia, exhausted, after another long series of rotten days. Getting yelled at, being belittled, running thankless errands, trying to keep up in classes that you keep missing because you’re going on missions that don’t get you any closer to finding a way to break your curse- it was just too much. You groan as you enter the strange sanctuary that is the defunct dorm you live in, kicking your shoes off haphazardly and nearly tripping over them. You trudged up the stairs to your room and lazily threw your bag on the floor and dropped onto your bed. You need a bath. A nice long, hot bath to wash the awful week you’ve been having away.

A trail of discarded clothes followed you to the bathroom, where you were drawing a brain-meltingly hot bath and adding your favorite bubbles and oils. The inviting scent of tea and lavender already began to soothe your nerves. You slipped into the almost-too-hot water and tried to clear your mind. While the problems did start to fade a little, other concerns worked their way in. Your friends outside Darkwick- how are they? Do they even remember you, or did they get Mesmer matched? Will you even remember anything about them after you turn? You’ve never even really dated before coming to Darkwick. It just never seemed important, but now it’s another item in your long list of regrets. As you let that last item linger, you found yourself wondering what another person would feel like as your hands wandered your body, with one settling on your breast and the other finding its way between your legs.

How different would it feel to have someone else touching your breasts? You shivered as you squeezed your nipple and massaged your breast. You began tracing circles on your clit, imagining all the ways that it might be different to have another person touching you, and the way that they would feel against you. How would their body feel? You slipped your fingers into your fluttering cunt, gasping at the feeling of being filled. You fucked yourself with increasingly frenzied energy, using the heel of your palm to rub your clit as you pumped your fingers in and out. Your mind then started picturing the ghouls- who would you even feel comfortable doing anything like this with? The coil that had been winding in your pussy snapped, throwing you into a pitching and shaking orgasm, and you screamed his name.

Haru Sagara.

He was a little weird, but he had always been sweet to you and he is a deeply caring person. Surely he would treat you well and be understanding of your situation? But…. Would he even have time? Doesn’t hurt to ask, right?

You spent the next several days trying to summon the nerve to talk to him about this, even though you had seen him several times after making the decision. After classes, you decided to bite the bullet. The worst he can say is no, but he won’t be cruel in that case. Things might be a little weird, but he’s such an understanding, sweet person that it won’t ruin the friendship.

“Hey Haru! I was wondering if you had some time free today?”

“Hi Y/N! I just finished chores, so I have some time now, if that works for you.”

“Great. I’ll be by in a minute.”

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Over the course of the walk to Jabberwock, your feet felt heavier by the step,and it was made worse by your legs feeling weaker at the same rate. You were rehearsing ways to broach the topic as you dragged yourself to his house. You knew that you couldn’t just drop the “I want to have sex with you” bomb on him, but how in the world to you introduce that subject without sounding gross was, as yet, a mystery to you. You were so lost in your thoughts that you walked right past Haru without seeing him. He greeted you, making you nearly jump out of your skin and scream.

“Hi y/n! Those must be some pretty deep thoughts, gahaha!”

“Oh, h-hi, Haru. Yeah, I guess I have a lot on my mind,” you mumbled in a shaky voice. You decided that there was no way to approach your request that wasn’t going to be at least a lot awkward, so you might as well just go for it. “Is there somewhere we can talk alone?”

Haru looked a little concerned, but said that the two of you should be able to talk privately near the storage shed near one of the paddocks. Ren never leaves his room if he can help it, and Towa is usually in the caves or under a tree on the other side of the grounds. The two of you wander over, making casual conversation along the way. He opened the shed door so you could at least be out of the sun while you talked. “So, what’s on your mind?” He had his usual sunny smile plastered on his face, but you could see just the tiniest hint of worry hiding behind it.

“Uh, well, you don’t need to worry. It’s nothing bad or anything,” you started, hoping to ease his worry, “but, I’m… running out of time.” He put his hand on your shoulder and reminded you that there is still time, so you shouldn’t give up. Your breath hitched slightly, and you leaned your face onto his hand. “I know this is a weird thing to ask, and I don’t want you to feel like you have to say yes, but I’ve never really… dated anyone…” you trailed off, staring at the floor. “Are you asking me… to… be your boyfriend?” he asked, confusion and caution evident in his question.

“Well, I know that I don’t really have enough time left for a relationship,” you whimpered, “But I still want to try, you know, um, things…” Your face had to be blazing as bright as the sun. It certainly felt as hot, and being inside the hot shed wasn’t helping matters. You were covered in sweat and starting to feel light headed from the heat and your nerves. Haru trailed his hand up from your shoulder to cup your cheek. He turned your face so you would look at him. The shock was all over his face. His silver eyes were wide and his mouth was ever so slightly open. “Are you-? Do you-? I-I-I?” He stammered, trying to ask you what you meant, but only sputtering sentence fragments and bewildered sounds. Your voice broke, “You don’t have to say yes. I understand if you don’t want to. I just, uhm, trust you, and-”

Your words were cut off by him pulling you tight, and plunging you into deep, hungry kiss that felt like a lifetime of yearning was finally being acknowledged. You had no idea how muscled or how strong he was. You had only seen him in his jumpsuit, so his body was a complete mystery. His lips were soft and full of need. You gasped at suddenly being so wrapped up in him, and he took that opportunity to explore your mouth with his tongue. You gently trailed your hand around the back of his neck, threading your fingers through his soft, sweat damp hair. Without meaning to, you moaned so quietly that it was almost silent. He broke the kiss off, and stared deep into your eyes. His eyes were like moonlight, heavy and full of desire. “If this is what you want,” he panted, “Yes, I will.” You hummed a soft yes, and that was all the answer he needed.

“Jump,” he whispered against your neck. You complied, confused, and squeaked when you caught you around your hips. “Wrap your legs around my waist,” he panted before diving back into your kiss. He pressed your back against the warm, wooden wall. It was a little scratchy, but you didn’t care. He was greedily devouring you and grinding his hardening cock against your already soaking wet pussy. Your head was spinning as his intensity increased. “Y/n, you’re shaking. Are you okay?” You murmured a shy yes, but that you’re a little nervous. “I’ll take care of you,” he promised against your lips, “I’ll do my best.” You were a little confused by the second part, but didn’t dwell on it.

He carried you to a stack of grain bags that were under a canvas tarp and laid you down on them. He slowly ran his fingertips down from your face to your breasts, where he caressed and squeezed them as he ran his fingers over your nipples. It felt like a lightening bolt shot through you, straight to your fluttering, sopping wet cunt. You felt him smile against your lips and suppress a laugh, “Gahaha, that’s good?” “Mhm,” you murmured, aching for more. You wrapped your legs tighter around his slim waist, pulling him closer so you could grind on him more. In response, he rutted forward, stealing a squeak from your throat. He began clumsily working on your shirt buttons as he kissed your neck and steadily rubbed his cock against you through the jumpsuit you were currently cursing.

As soon as he conquered your shirt, he peppered your chest and stomach in voracious kisses and bites, and slipped his hand under your skirt. He slipped his thumb under your drenched panties and rubbed it back and forth over your slit until you gasped and twitched. “Gahaha, gotcha!” His commentary was odd, but then again, he is odd. It’s part of why you like him. He worked gentle circles around your soft spot making your legs shake and drawing little mewling whines from you. The leather of his glove felt weird against your heat, but you didn’t dislike it. “H-Haruu. Your gloves… wet…” you panted, “It’ll… soak in. In a very un-Haru-like voice, he groaned, “Good. I can enjoy your scent again later.” Your eyes flicked down to him, only to meet his brilliant silver eyes staring at you hungrily. You swallowed hard, your nerves returning to remind you of what exactly you’re doing and that you really have to clue how to do it.

Still watching you, he hooked his thumb around the crotch on your panties and pulled them down over your quaking thighs. Haru then rubbed two fingers over and through your folds, gathering your juices before sliding them into you. Your walls clenched around him as you adjusted to the unfamiliar feeling. His fingers were bigger and longer than your own, and the leather created an odd, but very enjoyable, friction. You let out a breathy moan as he slowly dragged them in and out of your pussy. He curled his fingers forward ever so slightly, hitting your g spot and making your back arch as you grabbed his hair. “H-Haaru! That feels-!”

He had a knack for cutting your words off. As you were starting to tell him how good it feels, he lightly swiped his tongue over your throbbing clit. A small scream ripped from your throat. He was going to drive you over the edge, and fast. Your little scream spurred him on, now fully latching on with his plush lips and gently sucking and flicking his tongue on it. Your thighs tensed and shook, clamping around his head. He made a sound that might have been a very muffled laugh. The burning coil that was building in your pussy and stomach was dangerously close to snapping. Your every breath came in short, panting whines and you shook uncontrollably. Every muscle was tense in anticipation of the break. “Ha- I!”

The coil snapped.

Your body convulsed with the force of the electric waves pulsing through you, emanating from your core as Haru fucked and licked you through it. You panted and shrieked, twisting your fingers through Haru’s now sweat soaked hair and grinding your heat on his lips. You briefly looked down to see his eyes, still open, smiling at you as he fucked you out. The electric vibrations in your limbs were slowing, but the buzzing in your head from the release had fully taken hold of your faculties. You managed to get ahold of the collar of his jumpsuit so you could pull him away from your oversensitive pussy, but not before you got one final long sweep over your clit with his silky tongue. He wiped his glistening face with his sleeve, and only then did you notice that there was a large wet spot on the front of his jumpsuit where you had been grinding on him earlier. You felt a little embarrassed about it, but when he caught you looking, he softly told you that it isn’t all yours. He has a hair trigger, and you’ve already fired him twice.

You were stunned because he never showed any signs of hitting his own peak. “Wha…? W-when?” you asked, absolutely bewildered. “While we were grinding on each other and as you came,” he said casually, as though you were talking about the weather. “Don’t worry,” he said with a grin and a chuckle, “I recover fast.” You didn’t know what to say, so you just pulled him in for a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips. The flavor was like nothing you had encountered before. You were a little uncomfortable with tasting yourself, but you wanted more at the same time. With a shaking hand, you reached for the zipper on Haru’s bright orange jumpsuit. He caught your wrist and told you that the jumpsuit stays on. You nodded and pulled the tab down.

His torso, or what you could see anyway, was very muscular, sculpted by many hours working in the safari park. The was a little bit of dark scarring on the right side of his chest- probably why he didn’t want to take everything off. You kissed a slow line down from his lips to the band of his damp underwear. “Can I?” you asked shyly. Haru swallowed hard and nodded. It’s his to turn to be nervous, apparently.

It took some clumsy fumbling to move his underwear out of the way while he was still in his jumpsuit, but you managed. His cock was a beautiful blushy beige with a rosy tip and it curved slightly upward. He wasn’t huge, but he was still going to stretch you a little. You gave the tip a kitten lick, getting a taste of his cum. Another weird taste that you weren’t sure how to feel about. When you licked the head more fully, with the flat of your tongue, Haru drew a sharp breath and ran his fingers through his hair, now pasted to his face and neck by sweat. You looked up at him, seeing that he is flushed darkly and drenched in sweat. Keeping contact with his mercury eyes, you twirled your tongue around the edge of the head before taking it into your mouth. He gasped and shook a little, and choked out a question: “Where do you want me to finish?” You just took him further into your mouth in response, and only seconds later he exploded. The shots of hot semen hitting your throat made you choke, but you swallowed it down and smiled up at him when he pulled his still throbbing, hard cock out of your mouth. “Lie back,” he whispered in a gentle voice.

“Are you ready?”

The question hit you like a bucket of cold water. “Mhm,” you murmured, nodding your head almost imperceptibly. Haru pushed your trembling thighs apart, situating himself between them. He rubbed his cock head up and down between your folds, tickling your clit and kissing your entrance. He locked his misty grey eyes on yours, and asked if you’re sure. You nodded again, though it could have been mistaken as a shiver. He lined himself up with your heat and slowly pushed in, bottoming out in one thrust.

The stretch was uncomfortable, but the feeling of fullness that followed was bliss. He leaned forward, lacing your fingers between his and kissing you passionately. “Y/n, I’m really glad you came to me,” he whispered as though telling a secret, “I’m glad you trust me with this.” You kissed him back and tightened your legs around him, slowly rocking your hips against his. “Me, too.”

After a few more moments of being simply wrapped in each other, whispering little sweet things back and forth, he drew a long, slow thrust. Your fingers tightened around his and you cried out, loudly moaning his name. He pressed his forehead against yours, breathing sweetly against your lips and thrust faster. You screamed, begging him not to stop. The tension was building in you, and he was hitting all the right spots with merciless precision. Haru moaned your name, telling you how good you feel, and that you’re so tight and wet he can barely hold back. “You don’t have to,” you cried, each word punctuated with the slap of skin on skin.

Without warning, Haru quickly pulled out and came on your stomach and chest. No wonder you choked. He came in thick ropes that shot halfway up your body. As soon as he stopped shooting, he immediately buried his cock in your throbbing cunt, pulling a wail from you to rival a banshee. He let go of one of your hands, instead holding your hip to steady you as he fucked you harder and faster.

It was indescribable. Each thrust sent showers of sparks and electricity shimmering through your entire body, and were fanning the flames burning in your pussy. You cried his name, loudly enough to startle some of the nearby animals, and you cradled his face with your free hand. Haru groaned loudly into your hand and bottomed out. His thrusting stayed deep, but was fast and short. The change was all it took to push you over again, and your vision went white. The way he fucked you had him hitting all of your soft spots almost constantly, and you exploded loudly and forcefully. You screamed his name as shockwaves of fire and pleasure shot out from your core into the rest of your body. Your hand clenched on his as your pussy pulsed and squeezed his cock. “Y/n, I’m… going… where?” he yelled, his own heat taking over. “Don’t stop,” you whined, still riding the waves of your orgasm. Haru groaned sharply and lurched slightly as he came, never stopping, or even slowing, as he fucked you out.

Once you started to have a little mental clarity again, you realized that you were painfully thirsty and hot. You stammered out a barely intelligible request for water, and were surprised when he laughed and told you to hold on tight.

Bahnti!

You held onto him like a koala as he rocketed the two of you to the dorm. The comparative cool of the dorm gave you a deep shiver, being covered in sweat and coming from a storage shed in the summer sun. He deposited you gently on his bed and told you to wait there. He returned seconds later with a large container of cold water and poured you a glass. You drank a little too quickly and gave yourself brain freeze. “Gahaha, there’s no need to drink that fast! You’ll upset your stomach!”

Stomach. Right. You took another sip of your water and took a look at your chest and stomach. You were smeared in a blend of sweat and semen, and some dust from the shed, the run, or maybe both. Haru was equally dirty, though most of it was on his jumpsuit. “We’re both filthy,” you laughed. “Yeah, but I think we can do better. I have some soap that claims to get all stains out. I want to see if I paid too much,” he said with a mischievous glint in his eyes, still open wide enough to show the shimmering moonlight hue. “Your eyes are really pretty, you know. I never really got to see it before now.” Haru just smiled and kissed your forehead.

“How are you feeling?”

“Much better. I didn’t realize how hot it was in the shed until now.”

“Feeling up for some more?”

More? This man’s endurance is something else. It didn’t really surprise you, given how much he does every day without little to no help, but you hadn’t really considered how it might affect this. “Can I finish my water first?” you asked with a laugh., “I don’t think I have any fluids left in me.” Haru grinned wide and laughed. “Gahaha! I can help with that.”

You had barely set your glass on the bedside table before he was on you, kissing and caressing you tenderly, barely hiding the feral desire that was already beginning to boil up from within him. He stopped suddenly and told you to close your eyes. Not the weirdest thing that’s happened so far today, so sure. “No peeking.” “I won’t.” You heard the sound of fabric rustling and zippers pulling. Your curiosity was picking at you, but you didn’t want to be disrespectful. “Okay, you can look.”

Haru had pulled a long sleeve shirt on and removed everything else. “It’s more comfortable,” he said with an awkward smile. You just smiled and opened your arms to him, not wanting to pry when he was clearly self conscious. He laid down between your legs and paused again. “We should probably get you out of your clothes. You can’t go anywhere with them like that, anyway.” You hummed in response and wiggled yourself out of your shirt and uniform jacket, and Haru busied himself with your skirt. Your panties were still somewhere out in the shed, probably never to be seen again. The breeze from the fan prickled across your newly exposed skin, giving you goosebumps and making your nipples hard. He immediately wrapped his lips around one, sucking and licking it, and slipped his fingers between your folds. You gasped sharply with a slight squeak at how sensitive you still are, despite taking a few minutes to breathe.

That was encouragement to Haru. Every gasp, moan, and scream was fuel on his fire, and he was still blazing from before. He sucked harder on your nipple and flicked his tongue back and forth over it, and the instant your back arched he plunged his fingers firmly into your core. You yelped and grabbed the sheets before melting into a puddle of wanton lust, moaning his name as he pounded his fingers in and out. His thumb massaged firm circles on your overstimulated nub as his fingers hooked on your g spot. You were quivering, somewhere between breaking and cumming. It was too much, but you needed more. The inferno raging in you needed fuel before it could burn out in a cataclysmic explosion.

“Fuck, ah, Ha-“ you cried as the headboard started thumping on the wall. You felt hot fluid splatter on your leg. He came again, but somehow still wasn’t slowing. “Ha-ru! Please! I need you!” Without missing a beat, he pulled his fingers out and thrust his twitching, rock hard cock in one smooth motion and bottomed out, crying your name loudly as he did. He wrapped his arms around your hips, pulling you into an almost seated position in his lap and then got onto his knees. This new position let him get deeper, and you were seeing stars. You had tunnel vision, and all you could see was him as he pounded deep in you as the two of you moaned and cried out, the headboard acting as the drum in the song you were creating. You were right on the tipping point when-

*BANG BANG BANG* “QUIT BEING SO LOUD, YOU CLOWN!”

Your orgasm was ruined by a very irritated Ren beating on the wall, telling you to shut up. You and Haru shared a quiet, embarrassed laugh before he lifted you into his lap. “I have an idea. Wrap your legs around me.” You did as you were told, and Haru pressed you against the wall opposite of the very annoyed roommate. “How flexible are you?”

You were dumbfounded. “I don’t know. Decently, I guess?” Haru gripped one of your legs tightly, and pulled the other upward, over his shoulder. “Is this okay? If it hurts we can try something else.” You told him that it’s a little awkward, but it doesn’t hurt. He smiled and covered your mouth before thrusting hard, catching your scream with the leather glove that still had your juices soaked into it. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and shoulder, just short of completely silencing his own sounds. He resumed the fever pitch that had gotten you so close to the edge before, the sound of skin rapidly slapping on skin now being the loudest noise you were making. You clung to him frantically, digging your nails into his back, and screaming into his hand.

The tension was in a rapid crescendo, and you were close to breaking. Each thrust fired jolts of electricity from your core, out through your limb and extremities, and poured more weight behind the dam that was threatening to burst. Your eyes were watering with your visceral need for release, and you sobbed and screamed against his hand. Your body had a mind of its own, trying to grind on Haru as he fucked you. It was everything you had to hold onto him, both of you drenched in sweat and smeared in semen. He pulled his face off of your shoulder just enough to frantically pant out that he was about to cum. You screamed a near silent yes into his hand, and the world went black.

The crash hit you like a tsunami. Wave after wave ripped through you, receding only to be hit by another and another, each pulled from your core with each thrust as he bottomed out repeatedly. The sound of slapping skin was joined by an incredibly loud, wet sound that Haru was churning from your dripping pussy. The crushing wave tearing through you made you see stars and your brain sizzled from the heat he fucked into you. Every muscle in your body flexed and spasmed as though you were lifting the universe. You were completely blissed and fucked out, irritated roommate be damned.

Haru was in the middle of a riptide as well. The instant your pussy seized around him, he couldn’t hold back. His cock fired shot after shot of hot, thick cum into your pulsing cunt in time with the throbbing of his body tensing and releasing. You were over full at this point, and his emissions, mixed with your juices, were running down his cock and dripping onto the floor. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your hip, trying for all he was worth to keep ahold of you a his body started going weak from this final release. Finally spent, he pulled out with a shudder and kissed your forehead.

He uncovered your mouth and slipped your leg off his shoulder, allowing you to put your toes on the floor. A small river ran down your leg when you did. It felt obscene, but you loved it. Once your foot was firmly back on solid, albeit wet, ground, Haru pressed his forehead to yours, joining you in blissed out silence. For a time, neither of you spoke or moved, but instead just enjoyed the soft moment. “Here,” he whispered against your forehead, sweeping you into his arms. He laid you back onto his bed and poured you another glass of water. “You probably need this,” he crooned, with a kiss to your cheek. He pulled his jumpsuit over his lower half and left the room, leaving you dazed and sleepy. He returned moments later with another jumpsuit and some towels. “Something for you to wear until your clothes are done washing. The bathroom is the next door down. We both need showers, gahaha!”

He wasn’t exaggerating. You hadn’t gotten a good look at him since he changed, but now our could see that he was covered from the neck down in a blend of fluids, ranging from completely clear to slightly milky, and his hair was completely pasted to his head. You could only imagine that you were in a similar state. Back to his usual chipper voice and closed smiling eyes, he said that he’s going to start the laundry and you should go shower. “Will you come with me?” you asked shyly. “It’s too small for two people, gahaha! I’ll shower when you’re done. I need to get these sheets, so you’ll have to stay down in the main room until they’re done. You nodded dizzily and rose to go to the shower.

You felt much more like yourself again after the shower, albeit a little sore and tired. Haru kissed your forehead and handed you another glass of water when you came downstairs before darting up to take one of his own. You dropped onto the couch and lazily pulled your phone out of the slightly itchy jumpsuit pocket. You mindlessly scrolled your socials, ignoring the sound of a door from the hall above you. It wasn’t until you heard a strange sound from the bottom of the stairs that you took any notice.

It was a very red faced Ren, staring in total shock and horror at you in your borrowed jumpsuit. You briefly made eye contact. Your face felt hot, and you wanted nothing more than to vanish into the couch. He immediately broke eye contact and scurried to the kitchen, muttering something about “the worst” and “that clown.” You suppressed a laugh in spite of yourself and dozed off, listening to Ren’s irritated mutterings about harassment and inappropriate behavior.

You awoke with a start when Haru shook your shoulder and called your name. You must have been asleep for a while, if the fading light coming in the window was any indication.

“Oh no! What time is it?! How long was I alsleep?!”

“You’ve only been asleep for about an hour. The laundry is nearly done drying. I guess I really wore you out, gahahaha!”

“It looks so much later,” you said sleepily. Then you remembered- Ren. He knows. He heard you two and saw you lying on the couch. “Haru…. Ren isn’t going to tell anyone, right? He knows that we were, you know…”

“Nah, I think he’s too embarrassed to say he heard it, gahaha! He completely shuts down over anything like that!”

You were still uneasy and a little embarrassed, but you could only take Haru’s word and hope for the best. The dryer buzzer sounded, startling you out of your skin. He darted off and brought your clothes, warm and smelling of a soft clean soapy scent. After dressing, Haru told you that he tried to find your panties so he could wash them for you, but they’re long gone. “Probably taken by an anomaly, if I had to guess. I’ll have to be careful to not make your skirt fly up when I take you home, gahahaha!” Your stomach lurched at the idea of an anomaly having your panties, and again at the idea of your skirt flying up and showing everyone nearby that you aren’t wearing anything underneath.

“Thank you, Haru, for everything today. You really… wow.” That last word caught in your throat. You were inexplicably feeling shy again, and saying anything detailed felt too lewd.

“Gahahaha! I should be thanking you! I never really had time, so sharing this with you means a lot!”

“Wait- you never… either?”

“Nope! I knew how, but never did it myself.”

Your jaw dropped. You had no words. “But- you! You were so good!”

“I know where all the parts are, so I just had to give it a shot, gahaha!” He smiled wide at you. “You weren’t so bad yourself!”

You had no idea how to react, so you just fell quiet and dazed. “You okay?” He looked at you, concerned, his grey eyes opened ever so slightly. “Yeah,” your voice quivered, “it’s just a lot, you know?” He pulled you into a wordless embrace, brushing your hair away from your face with feathery light touches. You felt safe, and, in spite of yourself, huffed a tiny sob. “I’m sorry,” you whined between little sobs, “ ‘m just a little overwhelmed. I’m notupsetandwe’reo-” you started to babble when Haru softly shushed you. “Don’t apologize. You have a lot going on.” He kissed the top of your head and rocked with you while you composed yourself. “I don’t want you to think I’m getting rid of you, but I have to start evening chores soon. I’d like to take you back to your dorm though.” You sniffled and nodded against his chest.

As you reached the edge of Jabberwock, he teased again that he was going to use his stigma to get you home faster, but he wasn’t sure he could keep your skirt down. You laughed uncomfortably, and he assured you that he was only joking. You walked casually back toward your dorm, talking about nothing in particular. Every time a just of wind blew through, you smoothed the back of your skirt for fear it had blown up and you were exposed for all to see.

When you arrived, he asked to come in for a moment. “Really, only a moment!” he exclaimed when you gave him a wry smile. As soon as the door closed behind you, he swept you into a tight hug, your hearts beating fast against each other. “I really did have a great day with you,” he murmured, letting you see the slightest sliver of the moons in his eyes, “I’d like to do it again sometime, if you want.” He brushed his lips over yours, holding your gaze. “I never thought I’d have a chance with you, and I’d like to see where this- we- go.” He cupped your cheek, tracing his thumb softly back and forth. Your breath caught. “I’d like that,” you sighed before pulling him into an emotion-filled kiss, softly running your fingers through his fiery red hair.

“It’s a date then?”

“Yeah.”

You felt a slight throb against your stomach. This man is like a rabbit, you thought to yourself. “Yeah,” he huffed a slight laugh, as though reading your mind. “I better go before I make myself late, gahaha!” You kissed each other one last time, and he took off like a shot.

Poor man has limited options so this is one he utilizes often

Loves FaceTime sex too, but sometimes when it’s late and lights are already out and you’re texting naughty things, he will call you just to hear you say all the sweet and dirty things to him 

“Hey cutie, you’re not misbehaving right now, are you?” He already knows you’re touching yourself, and he is too. You’ve been talking about it for a while. The first messages came in when he was at the end of his shift in the bar. He had to shoo everyone out and left Lyca to clean so he could confine himself to his room and touch himself to you <3 

“What if I am? Would you punish me?” Your hand is between your legs, slowly rubbing into your skin, letting him drive the pace 

“You’d like it too much if I pinned you down and spanked you, wouldn’t you?” He would love nothing more than to do that. It wasn’t outside the realm of possibility. He could have you naked in his bed. He just couldn’t join you that way. But he could stay clothed and play with you a little, and he planned to someday after you had discussed safety measures 

“How badly do you want to find out?” 

Rui melted to the sound of your sultry, teasing voice. He could almost feel your breath warming his neck and ear. That heat pooled low in his belly, close to where his lotioned hand was stroking his cock 

And he could dish it just as well. He always knew what to say to make your heart flutter and your blood heat, and he wasn’t shy about whining and moaning when desire made him especially pathetic for you 

“God, I wish you were here with me.” He didn’t want to admit that he had a body pillow that he sprayed your perfume on

He imagined fucking you on it so your smell and juices would be on it, to help him through his other lonely nights 

“Me too. You deserve to be spoiled, especially after such a long day.” 

“How would you spoil me,” he asked. 

“I’d pin your hands down so you didn’t have to do a thing. Maybe give you a lap dance.” 

“A lap dance from you would be heaven.” Rui’s laugh escaped pained from longing. It was another thing he could do, if there was enough to separate you. But to have you dancing and grinding on him, completely naked, even with him fully clothed. He would definitely cum in his pants

“What’s the first thing you’d do to me if your curse was broken?” 

“I’d love it if you sucked my cock. I’d happily return the favor. That’s not all we’d do either.” 

“Oh?” 

Leo Kurosagi 

He bratted his way into your bed, egging you on until you were practically fucking him on a dare. He's pretty down bad for you but still refuses to admit it

He pretends this is a favor to you, out of curiosity or boredom but the fact is, he wants it because you're special to him and he wants to be close to you without having to be vulnerable (yet)

You're in his room, he's recently bathed and told Sho to make you deliver his food because he was too busy

He ordered enough for two and invites you in to chill with him

He's still in a towel, wet hair and definitely plotting 

Then starts the bratting 

He’s definitely trying to rile you up without pissing you off to the point of leaving, so you can tell it’s all in good fun

Weirdly though, he’s not really touching his food, but he’s taking frequent, very looong sips of his drink

(He’s nervous) 

He scoots in to show you something on his phone and waits until you notice that proximity, then he turns to you, full of intent 

“When are you going to admit you want to kiss me?” Translation: I want to kiss you but I refuse to ask 

“When are you going to admit you want me to kiss you?” You see through his game, you have for a while, but you needed him to show you a side worthy of being with you 

“I can take it or leave it,” he says cheekily. Its a reflexive response, a defense mechanism. So you call his bluff

You turn away and he grabs your arm. “Wait.” It was frantic. “Okay, fine. I want you.” 

“To kiss me?” 

“More than that.” He has his hand on the towel, waiting for you to react, gauging whether or not he’d send you away or get you to pounce on him if he dropped it. 

You looked down and bit your lip, so he dropped it. He was shameless, leaning back and propping a leg up on the couch to give you a full view. His hardening cock rested on his stomach, slowly lifting as he got fully erect 

“Well? You still hungry, honor roll?” 

Of course, you pounce

He’s happy to explore your body and let you explore his. He takes his time to find out all the things you like 

Kissing all over your neck to find the best spots, and he loves marking you and being marked, especially when no one can guess who it’s from. Even if they guess it’s you and him he’ll be cheeky and evasive about it so they wind up even more confused if anyone dares ask 

He’s got fast hacker hands so once he finds the clit (he’s terminally online, he already knows where it is) he has no trouble 

Surprises you by being pretty loud in bed. The more excited he is, the more he talks and the louder he gets 

You’re pretty sure by the time you’re riding him everyone can hear you

And lets face it, he’s pretty sensitive so he’s going to be quick, but he’ll do a lot of foreplay and is happy to play with you until he’s ready to go again 

You eat what he ordered between rounds, ice broken and walls down and have a really good time with him 

Shion Genkai

Let’s say you accept his offer when he invites you to his bed in his chapter 

There’s nothing romantic about it. It’s creepy, you don’t know if he’s going to hurt you. In fact, you’re almost certain he will, but he is a man full of need and a man you want to see unravel, so you followed

As soon as you’re in his bedroom he’s kissing you. Eyes open cuz he’s a freak like that. He drags his tongue along your skin, from your collar bone to your ear 

His hands are wandering and his love bites are too hard. You’ll definitely be marked by him for the next few days 

“Why are you being so still? A wife is supposed to please her husband.” 

“The husband gets to have his way.” It was your way of giving consent, and seeing what he would do. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to please him, but you wanted to observe as much as you could while being a participant. 

Shion smiles at that, covering his mouth because he’s feeling giddy. 

“Such a good wife. Very well.” He uses your shirt to tie your arms around his bedposts. He strips while he’s kneeling on the bed, already having cut off the rest of your clothing with his artifact 

He uses you like a toy, but he refuses to let you stay quiet. He does everything he can to make you moan and whimper, occasionally slapping your thighs and breasts, loving the way they jiggle and turn red and warmer to the touch 

He litters bites all over, sucking more than kissing the spots he knows he hurt. 

Occasionally he does bite or strike hard enough to make you lash out. He catches your leg when you try to kick him and gives your ass a hard smack, or bites your inner thigh 

“Can’t kick me if I chew through your leg, can you?” He laps at some blood where his teeth broke skin. He’ll lick at your core as well but he’s not focused on your pleasure so it was more for him experimenting than trying to please you

He enters roughly and it takes him by surprise, he almost spurts then and there

Actually does a little, but not enough so that he’s finished 

It makes him happy since you’re already claimed 

“See that, wife? I painted your walls white. Now you’re mine for good. No other man’s going to want you when you’re dripping my cum. I’ll make sure you smell like it wherever you go.” 

He definitely talks through the whole thing, sweating and flushed and glowing 

He lasts a little longer than most because he’s bananas and who knows what he’s thinking 

“Say my name.” 

“Again.” 

“Again.” 

He releases to the sound of your voice crying out his name. 

Definitely the roll over and fall asleep immediately type.