I'm sorry I got attached to mts

You knew for a fact that you loved the eel, and that behind his scheming pursuits and chilling smiles, he does hold some affection for you. But you weren’t sure if he liked you the same way you did. When your fingers brushed over his, did he feel the same rush you did? Whenever you spot him in a sea of students after class, does his heart run to the moon and back, the same as you still do despite all the time you’ve spent together? 

Amidst your racing thoughts, Jade calculates his own response. 

But first, a realization. 

“It seems that I have missed something…” His voice comes out as a soft mumble, as if he were talking to himself. 

“Sorry?”

He looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, concern painting the eel’s face. This kind of expression was common, but it was usually accompanied by a scheme of some sort. The only scheme here would be playing your heart, however. But you see the slight downward twitch of his lips, and for a moment, you believe that his worry is genuine. Then, his mouth moves to turn into a little pout. Adorable, you think. 

“I cannot believe that I have overlooked such a vital part of our relationship.” Jade makes a move to hold you closer, his long limbs slithering along the dip of your waist. Your heart does a flip, maybe 10000 flips in a second. Lethal power: 67%.

“Prefect…” His fingers drag along your hair, tucking it behind your ear. The closer proximity gives you a chance to study his annoyingly handsome features. His mismatched eyes meet your own, and his lips contort into the smile you’ve grown fond of. You feel your knees weaken, and mentally thank Jade for holding you–otherwise you might’ve fallen. Fallen for him, though, you already have. Lethal power: 82%. 

Suddenly, he draws back. Your eel retracts his arms from your shoulder and waist, takes a step to create some space before you, and holds his hands together in the usual, polite manner he does. 

“Will you let me have the honor of marrying you?” 

…

…?

…????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lethal power: MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE

You find yourself unable to move in shock. Was there something you missed? What part of your conversation could have ever led him to Him??? Marrying??? You???

Before he could reach for the box in his pocket and get down on his knees (why does he just have that prepared?); your arms frantically reach the sides of his shoulder and bring him up to your eye level, looking at him as if he had gone insane. Well, you’re not that far off…

“Wait, Jade! I’m sorry, I don’t understand! I thought you didn’t like me back, why are you–”

“You thought that I didn’t return your affections? My dear, are you dense?”

Dense. You don’t know if that was a more fitting description for yourself or the eel standing before you, “On the contrary, I believe my feelings are affirmed to you each and every day we spend together.” For the second time, you’re taken aback. Unlike the first, your mouth is left gaping so much that a fly could take space and start paying rent. However, Jade graciously brings his hand to your chin to close it, and looks into your eyes once more. 

“I believe I haven’t missed a day. I was under the impression that our relationship was going smoothly, and that you were unsatisfied that I haven’t proposed to you yet. Was that not your point, my dear?”

No, far from it! You wanted to shout, but to your favor, you let him continue, “I remember the day you first confessed your feelings for me. I assumed that you were accepting my attempts to court you. I always made sure to intertwine your arm with mine, after all.” 

That day, after his polite response, he reached out to offer his arm for you to hold, and walked you back to Ramshackle. It was no surprise to you, however, because it was common for him to do so. You safely assumed that he was trying to play the part of a gentlemanly, polite eel. But apparently, that meant something entirely different to Jade. He was courting you all this time? And you never noticed??

“Jade, are you serious?” You give him an incredulous look, your brain trying to catch up with this new information. The eel smiles at your current expression, now clearly finding amusement at the situation.

 “Yes, quite serious, my dear. But to calm your worries, I assure you that I sincerely return your affections. I find that our time together has made my days much more pleasant, and that your presence is one that I can never bring myself to tire of. Though you can be a handful at times, it seems that it only causes me to fall more in love with you, fufu.” The lilt in his tone soothes your thoughts, and you begin to fully look at the eel standing before you. Standing up with perfect posture, his hands are brought together across his stomach, and he still has his signature smile spread across his face. If you squinted a bit, you’d find that his cheeks are even tinted a very faint shade of pink, and that his breathing is a bit uneven. For Jade, such a small reaction is a big sign that he’s worked up. You find that hard to believe, but just hearing you doubt his love for you is enough to throw him off track.

Despite that, his eyes seem filled with amusement crinkling their corners, clearly focusing all his attention on you. At the realization, you feel your face heat up, and your heart runs a mile once more. But you’re happy. Relieved, even. Though your hypothesis was completely off, it’d be the only thing you’d never want to be true. The fact is: your eel is undeniably and utterly in love with you. 

There is one question left unanswered, however. 

“Prefect, I’m glad that I was able to erase your doubts, but I believe you have yet to respond to my previous inquiry.” 

“Huh? What did I miss…I love you too?”

He smiles at your reply, and gently runs his gloved fingers through your hair once more, “I appreciate your words, but I was referring to my marriage proposal.” 

“Wait, you’re really asking me that? Right now?” You were only in your second and third years, after all. You didn’t think your relationship would last either, and that you’d be left to deal with your “unrequited” feelings forever…

The amused look in Jade’s eyes turned into something that resembled mischief instead,  “Hm? I take it that you are rejecting my request? Or is it that…there is a third party?” This time, he puts on his worried face–cute pout intact–hand holding his chin, clearly putting on an act to look pitiful. “I was hoping to wait for the perfect time to ask for your hand, but I thought that waiting had become a hindrance in our relationship, in regard to your previous worries. Though, I am curious as to what your answer will be, my dear~.”

You let out a dry sniffle, but then your eyes warm up, and suddenly tears are streaming down your face. You find that your overwhelming happiness at the realization that Jade is in love with you…is quite difficult to hold back. Through your blurry vision, you manage to make out how Jade’s eyes are slightly widened, and his eyebrows are etched in genuine worry once more. He immediately moves to retrieve the handkerchief from his breast pocket, “Oh dear, Prefect, I apolog–”

“Yes! Jade, please marry me!”

extra:

After your confession, Jade walks back to Octavinelle in high spirits. Even Floyd is weirded out by how happy his brother seems, but immediately assumes that Shrimpy had done something nice to him that day. More than nice, actually.

He gathers his materials and the plants he’s foraged to create a terrarium dedicated to you. One out of many, in fact, but this one is special because it marks your first day as a couple. He sets two budding plants together, hoping to see them bloom with you.

Then comes your new routine–preparing you lunches with mushrooms he’s foraged and recipes he threatened asked for from Ruggie, taking initiative and inviting you on hiking dates or go stargazing with him, and clearly giving you special treatment by handing out discounts whenever you visit him at Mostro Lounge Azul is on his last straw.

The only thing running through his head while doing these things is of course, three simple words: I love you. 

Seeing you waiting by the counter at Mostro Lounge? I love you. When he gifted your couple-terrarium and saw how overjoyed you were, he thought, I want to see this reaction forever, interesting…so this is love. Even though hiking wasn’t your strongest suit, you insisted on going with him because you wanted to be part of his hobbies, too. I am in love with the Prefect. 

However, it seems he got a bit carried away, because he never actually uttered these words to you–they remained as constant thoughts in his mind, leading him to believe he always relayed these feelings to you. Hm, and he has the nerve to wonder why you ask him one day, “Jade, will you ever break up with me?”

/silly

𝘾rushes for you was inevitable. You loved too easily for a world that weaponizes it like a tool, you understood this from a very young age. Love is meant to be hidden from the pressing eye and be left in private, so you hide it, and you hide it well— there is a reason why people don't know your past crushes despite loving people so easily. It's hidden in quietness and short responses, things that usually indicate a lack of fondness, so it's a perfect defense mechanism in hiding your love.

However how do you get this sickly and helpless feelings out of your system if not to express them?

Your art is usually where you express your love: from your drawings, writings, and music, you act like an artist with a muse. You squeel and giggle whenever you draw their features on a canvas, whenever you write about your feelings on a piece of paper, when you play your music with them in mind. You can't help it. Because when you are punished for showing your love, you hide it in art.

Every piece is dedicated to them, every premise is made with them in mind, every thing is plagued by thoughts of them, and you can't stop.

You truly are a sucker for love.

So when you are transported in twisted wonderland. The world where survival of the fittest is the staple in it's society. You crawl back to your little shell and live in it like a hermit crab— because in a sense, you are one. A hermit crab that hates it when people get close to you.

Admittedly, this made you very unfriendly and unapproachable on the outside. Despite being popular for being a person in another world that managed to beat seven powerful overblots, you were still a quiet and meek person that glares at anyone except for Grim. Although they could see little cracks in the surface, like: when you keep Grim a little too close, when you give headpats to Ortho, and when you affectionately punch Ace and Epel. They'd just think that it's in your nature— and because Grim is kinda like your adopted son in a sense so it makes sense for both of you to be inseparable. They think that your love language is being discrete with your actions, they think that your love language is as subtle as you, they think that you aren't capable of getting cuteness aggressions and little bursts of affections.

Oh how utterly and completely wrong they are.

You were finally home from a draining day and you cannot wait to smother Grim with all your love and affections.

No literally.

The moment that you and Grim went inside the comfort of your bed, you grabbed Grim from the scruff of his neck and leaped to the bed while hugging Grim with little giggles escaping your mouth. He yelped and tried to protest and wriggle out of your cuteness aggression, but alas, he was too tired to do so, so he just gave up and melted into your touch.

"You don't know how much I wanted to do this with you while you ate!!" You squeeled while squeezing his chubby cheeks with your hands.

"OI HENCHHUMAN! STOP DOING THAT" he yelled while gritting his teeth.

You giggled "you're so cute!!!" You coo'ed

"I AM NOT CUTE. I AM THE MOST POWERFUL MAGE IN EXISTENCE-"

That's Grim's average day with his henchhuman. It's chaotic, it's affectionate, and it makes his cheeks numb from all the pinches you give. But he wouldn't trade this for the world— now, he would rather get collared by Riddle than admit that to your face, but it's true. You were the only one that truly gave him unconditional and comforting love that he didn't have to fight for. That's literally revolutionary! And he's nothing but a selfish and glutinous beast so he soaks it in like a sponge, he melts into it despite his protests, and he expects it despite saying that he doesn't need cuddles to sleep (he does) because you were the only one that he didn't need to fight for in life.

At first he was sceptical with it. You're quiet, you scowl at every boy that looks at you, and you literally punched Ace! So why are you giving him hugs every minute and kissing his cheeks as a goodnight?? This most definitely means that you are expecting something in return from him...

Right?

"What you mean Grim? I don't need anything in return, I just love you, isn't that enough?"

"W-what!? are ya' stupid?? I know that ya' are from another world and all— but people here don't get all lovey-dovey without somethin' in return!"

You smiled.

That was the first time he's seen you smile since you got here in twisted wonderland. That was the first time you actually smiled with fondness without a little twitch of aggression on your face.

"Don't worry Grim. As long as Im here, you won't have to work for any hugs or goodnight kisses"

He stared at you speachless.

"Okay?"

Then like a dam. Emotions started to pour out of his heart, he felt all of it: the little sting in his eyes like he was about to cry, the silence that spoke a million words, and the lack of words because it got clogged in his throat. So he didn't say anything and just hugged you as he burried his head on your chest.

He tried not to cry, he truly did to seem strong and seem as if your words didn't mean anything to him. But he did.

You smiled and hugged him back.

That was the secret of the two of you.

You were affectionate and filled with love that seems to have no end, you were an artist that was motivated by love, and you were as clingy a golden retriever with seperation anxiety. While Grim was actually soft, he melts into your arms, he leans into you when you two cuddle, and he indulges you whenever you take care of him, like: when you brush his fur and take care of it despite not even taking care of yours. That was the equilibrium, you take care of Grim and say nothing about his soft nature, and he listens to your rants about your crush while keeping quiet about how you reassemble a lover-girl than a quiet tsundere.

You stared at your screen with a lovesick gaze as you kicked your feet back and forth while smiling with the widest grin you can do.

This was your first ever crush in this new world that you found yourself in, this was the first person that you fell for, and this was the first person that you actually felt like you can get through with the day after just seeing him in the school premises.

Your first ever muse in twisted wonderland.

Although usually, you would write letters on a paper and let your words fall from there, but you were nothing but an overthinker— there were millions of possibilities where this could go wrong: Ace and Deuce could find these letters, Grim could accidentally send it to him, or the ghosts could find it and read it to him when he goes in Ramshackle, anything could happen! So the safest route was to write and dump it all in your notes app then lock your phone that only Grim and you know the password of.

Don't ask why Grim also has access to your phone. He's like an iPad kid and demands for your phone to play games in it or install some to the point that you had to delete some because of your full storage. Besides, what's the harm in it? It's not like he goes in your notes app, that's literally impossible! He doesn't give a single fuck about any app except for the games in your phone, so what could go wrong?

Anyways.

Those feelings were actually a lie. Yep, you moved to another person. But this is the one this time! There's possibly no way that this could go wrong— he's admirable, he's handsome and absolutely breathtaking, there's no way that-

That was a lie.

Okay but maybe this one will?? He's kind to you, cares for you and...

Again. Nothing. You moved on.

This was a constant theme for your crushes. Now, you would have lingering feelings and re-ignite your feelings once in a while, but eventually, you would move on to the next person, then the next, then the next, until your notes app is filled with nothing but digital letter confessions.

You were eternally greatful that no one knows about your crushes or your reputation would've tanked to hell.

You burried it all deep into your notes app until you eventually forgot about all your feelings and moved on. You never got those similar feelings again because you knew the truth. They would never like you back...

That's literally an impossible event so why not try at all?

You were magic-less, you were average, and you were nothing striking in this world. You were just a magic-less prefect that happened to defeat seven overblots. You weren't a model, a world famous singer, or even a mage. So why not give up the thoughts of romance while it's still early?

Grim could see this gradual fall of romance in your heart and was confused at first. Love is literally the motivation why you're so talented! You loved Grim so much that you would fight overblots just to keep him safe, you loved that damn crush so much that you would doddle their faces on a scrap paper and rekindle your love for drawing just for that, you literally made a scrapped song for all your crushes for fucks sake! So why...

Why are you suddenly containing all your artwork, music compositions, and all your little knick-knacks inspired by your crushes inside a box and hiding it inside the Ramshackle so deep that even the ghosts couldn't reach it?

He was appalled. You were literally a perfect lover!— even though he didn't know the bases of being in a romantic relationship, he knew that the amount of effort you did to your love for your crushes deserves a applause and recognition— he had never seen any human as smitten as you! So why did you snap and decide it wasn't worth your time anymore?

He asked you about it one time. He got an answer. But he didn't like it, but he got an answer.

"I'm not anything admirable y'know? Unlike them, I'm just a magic-less prefect" you sighed "and I can't do anything about it"

He needed to prove you wrong, he needed you to see that you're so much more lovable than you think you are— just like how you did to him. He couldn't let his henchhuman wallow in self deprecation while he had all the love, he needed you to see that this school literally changed because of you. And that's the most admirable thing he's ever seen in his life.

But how could he? He didn't have any piece of art that was etched with your affections, it was all hidden.

How could he prove to you that your crushes have a possible crush on you when you hid it?

"Hey Grim!"

Your calling snapped him out of his haze as you turned to you— you were doing your usual nightly routine.

"What did ya' need" he mumbled amidst his sleepy state. You smiled and giggled, "sorry Grim, I know you're sleepy right now but can I ask you a favor?" He huffed out a positive response. "Can you get my phone and go to my notes app then copy paste the first note you see?— it's on the very top labeled 'Crowley's shit' you can't miss it" he groaned but ultimately agreed.

He pulled your phone from the night stand and opened it. He scolled until he could find an app you were asking about.

Now... What he did next was completely justified and he would not take it back, no matter how many times you punish him.

This was for your own good! You'd thank him after this trust.

"Did you find it?" You didn't bother to listen for his response as you applied your skin care, too busy to care "great, now can you send it to the person that it's signed too?" You could see him nodding in your periperal vision, "thanks grimmy!! I promise I'll give you extra tuna after this"

Now... You might have to take it back in the morning prefect, after you eventually discover what he actually did.

He found your digital love letters and sent it to them instead of the long text message on the top that clearly said "Crowley said to text this to the boys because he has no time even though we all know that he just doesn't give a fuck"— it wasn't anything serious, just some errands for them to complete.

So how the fuck did he mix it up with your confessions!?

Mentions of panty stealing, allusions of sex, under the skirt pics (idk how to word it), degrading, I think that’s it. Reader is depicted as a bimbo/gyaru, reader is yuu. And the characters are in an aged up college au. Pls let me know if I missed anything!!

NRC was just in absolute shock when the prefect first came to town! The hottest girl they’ve ever seen stepping out of the coffin into a room full of raging hormonal boys made everyone almost want to jump at her for a piece!

Almost everyone cheered when they found out that she had been enrolled on the second day of school, people would just watch her like eye candy and they would try to walk by to catch a whiff of that perfume that could make anyone’s head spin!

The first seniors that she met, Trey and Cater? Yeah, they were all over her. They lead her to her classes, to lunch, introduced her to their friends, all while looking at her like they were gonna take a bite out of her if she let her guard down enough. They even began kissing her cheek and giving her a hug in greeting saying, “that’s how everyone greets each other!”

Ace and Deuce act super casual around her, but they totally sneak under the skirt pics when she’s not looking!

And there were rumors going around of her helping to get rid of the overblot monster of Riddle Rosehearts! Right after his over blot once he started to recover he practically became goo in the prefects hands, he would just smother himself all on her like a cat trying to scent its mate! (Sometimes she’d visit him late at night and Riddle would always seem relaxed the day after)

When the prefect first laid her eyes on Jack she was drooling everywhere, “what a hunk!!” She always squealed, massaging his muscles whenever he let her.

When Ramshackle got taken over and the prefect had to run to Savannaclaw to ask for shelter, Leona just dragged her into his bed every night despite her going through all the trouble of setting up her own bed on the floor!

(She trusted Ruggie to wash some of her shirts by hand since they were pretty delicate, what she didn’t realize was that one of her favorite lace panties decided to come along on the trip! She never saw them again 🤧)

When the prefect had to go underwater to retrieve the picture Azul was talking about and it ended up with the twins being in the way, while her and her friends were running away they just snatched her up and pushed her into a cave to “tease” her a little bit . They don’t really talk about what went down in that cave, but she came out calm and collected while the twins were left in the cave all sensitive and twitching!!

(If anyone asks her about what kept her behind that time while the twins are nearby, they get pretty hot and bothered. They don’t make it known though, they just hover nearby. (If you look at her ankles you’ll see bite marks that are still there to this day))

After Azuls whole overblot he just kept turning blue when he saw the prefect! I mean, before he was still blushing but after he was blue up until the tips of his ears! If you watch him closely you’ll see him looking at the prefects cleavage 🤫

When the prefect was going over to Scarabia often during their school break, Kalim would always have something planned for her. He loved seeing her eyes light up when she got the opportunity to cuddle the sweetest tiger!! He even invited her to a sleepover in his room where they stayed up almost all night! (She was super excited to hear that she could ride an actual magic carpet! Though, she ended up riding his magic carpet right after.)

Jamil was just the biggest meanie to her! I mean, infront of others he was respectful and quiet around her, but if they ever ended up alone he’d just have the dirtiest mouth on him! She’d always run away and start crying, she never had the heart to tell anyone, even if he was being mean she didn’t want to get him in trouble!! (but after his overblot he apologized for everything in private as well)

Vil wasn’t her biggest fan when it came to her makeup style, he didn’t like all the heavy makeup and forced her to wash her face anytime she was near him! He had the decency to redo her makeup but in his taste, elegant and clean.

And he made her change, too. But he was hopeless after seeing that the most coverage she would get from her clothes was just an extra inch of fabric under her bottom.

Rook was already drooling over her ever since she appeared in the hall of mirrors, he wasn’t shameless with his stares. If he was staring at her ass while she bent over, he was staring at her ass. Looking at her chest while Vil made her do jumping jacks as punishment? He was watching her tits bounce.

For a guy that came face to face with her tits even with or without heels Epel talked to the prefect like she was a whore!

The prefect and Idia DID NOT get along. Once they were finally face to face for the first time in the whole SCHOOL YEAR they just kept going back and forth talking shit to the others face and it ended up with the prefect almost shoving her heel down his throat >:( She was specifically pissed because he took Grim away and he wouldn’t give him back. Who knew that the prefect could have such a mouth on her?

Epel did kind of lighten up on the prefect after the whole thing with Idia, he grew sweet on her but now she’s the mean one! (He likes it)

And once Idia’s whole overblot thing was over the prefect was basically all over him, flirting with him, touching up on him, texting him every hour of the day! If Idia was ever near the prefect his hair would always be pink to some extent, and she just loved that color on him so she did everything she could to keep him that way!!

She was also like that to Malleus, she loved running over to him once he’d appear at her dorm, dragging him to her room to show him everything she had made on her own with supplies from Sam’s store. If she was lucky enough he’d let her feel all up on his horns! (She knew to massage the base specifically, it’s always so cute seeing him shiver and ball up his hands)

On the outside Lilia would never admit he had the hots for her, sure she was pretty, curvy, bouncy… but he wouldn’t meddle in with the youth, he just couldn’t! But he didn’t miss the glances she’d sneak whenever he was nearby, he could feel her boring her eyes into his fangs whenever he laughed or smiled. But on the inside, he thought of everything imaginable if he ever got to be alone with her.

Silver sometimes pretended to fall asleep on the prefect just so that he could lay his head on her boobies or thighs!!

The prefect was all over Sebek too, she whined at him all day to take the gel out of his hair. She loved seeing him with just combed hair, no gel!! But she would feel all up on his muscles, too. Training and everything has him jacked up enough to feel it through his blazer!!

She pretends that she’s oblivious to the stares that her friends give her right in her face, “playfully” flirting with them, asking any and everyone of their opinions on her outfit while wearing something that could be deemed extremely scandalous in someone else’s eyes, and always bending over a bit extra (she made sure that her panties and bra matched every day).

She especially loves it when her friends flirt back, she always shivers a bit when she hears one of her friends whisper deep into her ear!

"Ah, what a poor thing you are."

And now, he had you in his lap, sobbing and writhing as he sloppily drew circles around your puffy clit. "So adorable, so squishy. Do you enjoy this?" His voice was a coo, barely holding your attention to reality while Silver suckled on your neck and whispered for approval. He'd pull back, breathless as he met your gaze and dragged you back to him. "I want you." He'd whispered, soft and pleading, just for you. His meaty hands found purchase on your thighs, one pulling your right to his shoulder and the other holding you open as he soon found himself correcting his former statement. "I need you."

Two orgasms had already been stolen from you by Lilia, and Silver planned to take three to make up for it. Spurred by your pretty sounds, Silver's left hand took hold of the base of his aching shaft and slowly ground it through your folds at Lilia's instruction. Seeing that he'd need a little more help, Lilia moved your head to his other shoulder so he'd have a better view for himself when he parted your swollen folds under his pale digits and expose your fluttering hole to Silver's hungry gaze.

Your gasp didn't escape either of them. In fact, it made them all the more eager. When Silver felt the tip of his cock notch against your hole, Lilia made use of a single fingertip to keep him aligned and let him sink down into your depths. "Slowly, slowly." Lilia had cooed, those sharp little fangs teasing his lip as he watched his eager little boy take the woman he'd spend the last six months pining over. "There you are. How's that feel, little bat?" Turning both their gazes, each hungry but both adoring, you simply nod your head to let them proceed.

Silver was practically breaking, and his need for you drove him to gently cup your chin and bring you to him once more. "I love you." He whispered, gentle and soft, just like he always was with you, before taking a selfish little kiss to keep himself awake. "Can I move yet?"

The moment you gave permission, Silver began to rock his hips, the pleasure of which caused his voice to crack and his body to shake. You, he'd watch through teary eyes. When he saw how well you handled it, he tested going just a little faster until he found his rhythm. And oh, how he adored your voice. To him, you were nothing short of perfection. Lilia would watch on, his mind racing with a little more than excitement as he brought his hands to your breast and began to trace circles on your nipples.

He'd coo when you squealed a little, "Such a pretty little thing." before taking a selfish bite of your neck. He wasn't rough, but his hands and mouth only added on to Silver's pretty dick rolling though you and his own hands kneading the flesh of your thighs. You had driven him wild before any of this, but now he was smitten.

With another soft call of your name, he leaned forward, pushing your flexibility just a bit as he pressed his forehead against your own. "I love you." He'd echo, again and again, claims he so full believed in. He loved you. His heart and soul were yours, and this was his moment to give it to you. He still couldn't believe you'd let him do this, let him have his father help, or that you'd really loved him enough to let him have you as his girlfriend six months ago.

And when you started saying "I love you" back, Silver was lost. His pace sped up, only slightly, but enough to have the both of you whining and begging for just a little more. His voice had turned into grunts, soft but real, as he drove into you with the same sweet love he had for you in any other moment. "I think I'm close." He murmured, trembling as his peak approached. "Not inside." Lilia had spoken up in response, knowing better than to let him risk a child so early in the relationship. Silver had nodded to the order, and kept going as he was. He was lost for a moment, seeing only your pretty smile and hearing your sweet voice as you started first, triggering his own release.

Silver had managed to pull himself from the warmth of your depths, and with his hips pressed against you, came with his twitching shaft on your belly. He watched as the white robes of cum landed on your chest and just a few drops on your face, which Lilia lapped up for the sake of keeping your pretty face clean. Unfortunately, that only made Silver ready to go again almost immediately. Lilia saw this, and couldn't help but laugh at the sweet little sight of his ward pathetically wanting more of his girlfriend so soon after their first orgasm together. He spoke up for your sake, reminding Silver that tonight you had been through more than he had. "She needs water before you go back at it." Hearing it snapped Silver out for a moment, and he coughed to clear himself of the lingering thoughts. Silly him. Forgetting you needed a moment to catch up when he'd been so eager for a second round. "Uh, right, water."

Thank you for reading!