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A Silent Facade

A fluff Jamil x yuu fic which portrays how Jamil acts in front of others and behind the scenes with his lover.

-Made by the one and only😍😍 (Please ignore any grammatical errors that I managed to miss while proofreading!)

Jamil is mainly known for his stoic and nonchalant demeanor and tone towards others. His constant withdraw and pushback towards people who tried to get close to him is what built up this reputation of his, but you, you were different.

Some way, somehow, you were able to win Jamil’s seemingly cold heart. What you didn’t expect was his drastic contrast to how he acts on the outside and how he acts when you two are alone.

The afternoon sun was finally setting, creating a cast of pretty purples and oranges across the sky. A scent of cooked herbs and spices flowed through the Scarbia dorm. You had just finished taking a much needed nap after a long day of doing just about nothing when the smell hit them. You instinctively started to follow the enticing aroma which led you to the kitchen. Standing at the stove was your boyfriend Jamil. Various seasonings sat on the counter beside him, a pot with curry inside simmering.

A devilish grin formed on your face as you snuck up behind him to wrap your arms around his waist.

Jamil stiffened for a second, letting out a small grunt of surprise at the sudden touch before turning his head towards you. A small sigh left his lips before he relaxed in your arms. You let out a small snicker at his physical response.

“Whatcha cooking babe?”

You inquired, lifting your head to look at Jamil’s focused expression.

Jamil’s focused face turned into a look of content, a small but visible smile forming on his face.

“Just some curry. Nothing special.”

He said, taking a small disposable spoon, scooping a little of the curry with it.

“Can I please have som-“

You started, shifting upwards like an excited puppy.

Before you could finish your sentence Jamil brought the spoon to your mouth.

“Tell me if it needs anything, Hayati”

You felt your cheeks brighten at the Arabic nickname but you quickly shook those feelings off, taking the spoon in your mouth and tasting the curry.

After a few seconds of tasting the curry, you completely lit up taking Jamil’s hands in your own.

“Delicious! As usual Jamil!”

Jamil smiled at your compliment, moving his hand up to your forehead to gently flick it, a chuckle leaving his lips.

“Of course you think it’s delicious. You have no preference for food.”

He joked, turning off the stove and then turning to face you completely.

“Well it’s not my fault your food is delicious!”

For the first time in a while, Jamil’s eyes genuinely soften. He leaned in to give your forehead a quick kiss before pulling away.

After a few minutes of coaxing a conversation out of Jamil he followed you into the bedroom.

He was surprisingly the first one to flop down on the bed, patting the spot beside him enthusiastically.

“Come here, Hayati.”

You wasted no time getting into bed and crawling in right beside him, snuggling against his chest.

“You know, you’re a whole lot more different when you’re with me.”

Jamil wrapped his arm around you with a content sigh.

“Different?”

He asked, tilting his head.

“Yeah!”

You scooted impossibly closer to him.

“With other people, you’re so stoic and indifferent but with me, you’re like this.”

You motioned to him cuddling you.

Jamil chuckled before finally answering, pushing himself to sit upward.

“Because you, Hayati…you’ve seen too much of me already. There’s no point of hiding anything from you.”

You felt Jamil’s fingers slowly intertwine with yours, his movements slow and steady.

“Hayati…my love for you is insatiable.”

He leaned down to give your forehead a kiss, then your nose, then your lips.

“Insatiable…”

He gave your plump lips another gentle kiss before finally leaning back to rest against the headboard of the bed while you stared at him in awe, your forehead, nose and lips tingling from his kisses.

“Come here Hayati..”

He moved his hand downward to your hip to pull you upright and closer to him.

“I wanna feel you.”

His tone took on a slightly pleading one, a few strands of his hair coming loose from his ponytail.

You felt drowsiness start to take over you as you leaned against Jamil’s chest.

The sun eventually fell below the horizon, the night sky revealing itself.

Jamil’s soft breaths and the rise and all of his chest is what finally lulled you to sleep.

Hi I had lots of fun writing this request but I’m not sure if I really got it correctly as there wasn’t really a scenario to write out and I’m SO sorry if I didn’t wrote it the way you originally asked so here are some headcannons that go hand in hand with what you asked for

Jamil isn’t the type to become the total opposite person of himself when he’s with his lover, the main difference is his soft control turning into honesty.

Jamil tends to enjoy taking a seat next to you instead of hovering around his tasks as he usually does.

“You’re staring again.”

He doesn’t want to admit it but he LOVES cooking for you, constantly saying that he made too much and “doesn’t need the rest” so he gives it to you.

“I overcooked again, are you hungry?”

Calls you Arabic pet names while the both of you are alone and when he does do it, he says it in a delicate manner. (Hayati, ya amar, Omri, etc)

“Hayati? Where are you?”

Jamil enjoys teaching you how to dance. It all started with you attempting to dance at a school event and being unable to. Jamil watched you stumble and trip over your own feet before walking up to you and correcting your moves. His hands on your hips, guiding them where to move.

“Push your weight on this side.”

“Yes, just like that.”

“You’re not as bad as you think.”

He can be surprisingly needy for your touch, seeking it unconsciously. His fingers usually finding yours underneath the blanket and bringing them up to his lips to gently kiss at your knuckles.

Believe it or not but this is actually the second time l've ever written a fanfic about Leona despite him being my favorite character. I'm currently doing a challenge on where I spin a wheel and write a fanfic about whoever gets chosen and Leona was the lucky goose today!!

CONTAINS: SEMI-BLOODPLAY, DACRYPHILIA, OVERSTIM, ETC.

Requests are still open

Please ignore any spelling or grammar errors that I happened to miss during proofreading.

Leona breaks you…and the bed

The sun had long gone down, the window on the wall beside Leona’s bed was just barely creaked open. The cool wind hit your freshly shaven legs, your pajama shorts riding upward alongside the wind.

The atmosphere in the room felt cozy, a drastic contrast to the wind which was blowing in your direction.

A soft sigh left your lips as you make your way off of yours and Leona’s shared bed to close the window and put the blinds down. Whilst doing this task you heard the bedroom door creak open, startling creaks from the floorboards emitted as the footsteps got closer.

After pulling down the blinds, you turned and saw your boyfriend Leona, who looked utterly disheveled.

A grunt left him as he stopped in front of you, already eyeing your revealing pajamas up and down, as if sizing you up.

He ran a hand through his mess hair, letting out a deep breath at the sensation.

His gaze lingered at your booty shorts before snapping back up to your face.

“Why don’t you dress like that every night?”

He murmured before leaning down to gather you into his arms, pushing his face into the crook of your neck.

You felt your skin start to heat up at Leona’s suddenly at of clinginess.

“Leona? Is something wrong?” You questioned, a worried tone taking onto your voice.

Leona shushed you with one word.

“Herbivore.” His voice slightly muffled due to his face being in the crook of your neck.

“I don’t know what’s gotten into me…tonight, can I have you?”

You froze at Leona’s question; he almost never initiated sex like this. Though, seeing him so needy and clingy ignited something in you, a hot and heavy feeling took over you as Leona pushed himself into you, as if trying to force your bodies together.

You felt yourself nod instantly at his request, your excitement seeping out of your words.

“Yes! I mean..sure.”

Before you knew it, Leona had manhandled you and tossed you onto the bed, wasting to time to crawl right after you, positioning himself on top of you.

He suddenly pushed his lips onto yours, kissing you deeply with all teeth, no tongue.

He grunted in the kiss, his hands finding your shirt, his sharp nails wasting no time cutting a fine line down the fabric. His hands then went to work with tearing the shirt completely off of you. You let out a small whine at the feeling of your sensitive skin being suddenly revealed and introduced to the cold air. Leona practically swallowed the whine you let out as he used his other hand to cup your cheek, forcing you back into the kiss.

After a few moments of rough kissing, Leona pulled back to get some air.

“Haah…haah….mm…”

He looked down at you as if you were some sort of meal.

Your lips were already feeling puffy due to Leona’s kissing but before you could pay any mind to that you felt a hand that could only belong to Leona suddenly grip your breast, his thumb increasingly rubbing at your nipple.

“Agh!~ L-Leona!” You started but Leona wasted no time leaning down to capture your lips into yet another rough kiss.

“Mmph…” He moaned out, his hands both make their departure towards the waistband of your silk shorts, his fingers dancing teasingly right above the skin.

Leona definitely was anything but gentle in the kiss, his teeth nipped your lips multiple times, only causing them to swell.

He once again bit down on your lips, you weren’t even sure if it was accidental at this rate. Though this time, your lips didn’t just swell, a little spot on your bottom lip started to bleed. Surprisingly, Leona didn’t bother to pull back, instead he simply licked the blood off of your lips and went right back to dominating your mouth, forcing you to taste your own blood on his tongue.

The iron taste from his tongue tranced onto your tongue, lingering for a moment.

After a few moments of deep kissing Leona pulled back once more, looking straight at your swollen lips.

“You okay, herbivore..? I wasn’t too rough was I?”

His eyes softened as he waited for an answer.

You had to drag yourself back down from cloud nine as you met Leona’s softening gaze through your eyelashes.

“Yeah…nothing hurts. Just keep going…please.”

Leona practically ripped off your pants, your panties coming down with it.

“Fuck yes.” He gasped out as he palmed his hardening length through his pants.

You could practically feel yourself get more and more aroused by the second, your clit was throbbing, begging to be touched by Leona.

Leona quickly made quick work of undoing his pants and taking off his underwear, his cock springing out like a coil.

A grin formed on his face as he sized you up.

He positioned himself right at your entrance, the tip of his cock already throbbing and forming beads of precum.

“Are you ready?” Leona asked, his chest already heaving with need.

You nodded instantly, feeling needy for him inside of you.

“Yes…I’m ready.”

With your clarification, Leona shoved himself into you, a low moan emitting from him as he bottomed out in you.

“Nngh…Yuu…”

He placed his hands on your hips to steady himself.

“Ungh!~” you whined out as Leona pushed this throbbing member inside of you.

Leona started to thrust, pushing himself in and out of you with a rhythm.

“Y-you feel so good Yuu..”

Leona moaned out, his grip on your hips tightening ever so slightly.

His thrusts only got faster and rougher whilst his other hand sneaked down to run your clit, only increasing the amount of overstim you were feeling.

“Hhnggh…L-Leo- ngh!~”

A particularly sharp thrust cut you off. Your eyes rolled back in ecstasy as you were penetrated. “Mmhhh…please Leona, please.”

A low chuckle came from Leona, his thrust only getting rougher, angled to directly hit your g-spot.

“Please what?” He teased, the speed of his thrusts increasing.

At this rate, trying to speak coherent sentences proved to be a challenge to you.

“Augh…L-Leona…nngh~”

Leona found himself become more and more ecstatic at the sound of your moans. He pulled out, the tip of his cock which was now turning an angry red was positioned just at your entrance.

“What is it herbivore? You gotta speak up.”

You tried to respond you really did but before you could even try

“UGHNNGH!~”

A sharp moan was ripped from you as Leona suddenly shoved himself back inside of you, thrusting with the same extreme force as before, not bothering to give you a break.

All of the sudden, you weren’t sure why. Maybe due to the overstim, a tear slipped down your cheek, then another. More tears formed in your eyes as Leona continued to fuck you stupid.

Leona’s thrusts suddenly came to an abrupt stop.

“Herbivore? Are you okay?? Does it hurt?” Leona asked worriedly, a tone you thought you’d never hear from him. He slowly started to extract himself from you when you grabbed his wrist.

“N-no…don’t. I like it, k-keep going.”

Leona froze, his eyes widening for a second.

“Are you sure? You still feel good?” Leona questioned, paying his movements as he scanned your face for any type of hesitation or pain.

You nodded your head rapidly, urging him to keep going.

“Y-yes…I feel good. Keep going!” You urged him once more to continue his thrust and he obliged.

As he continued to thrust, you continued to let out small cries and whimpers of pleasure. You noticed that Leona wouldn’t stop looking at your face intensely, especially your eyes. You wondered if something was on your face. In reality, as much as Leona didn’t want to admit it, he actually found himself becoming more and more turned on as you cried. He felt a bit guilty at first, yes but the feeling of arousal quickly overrode the feeling of guilt in him.

“Yuu…haah…haah..”

His thrusts became sloppy as he panted, letting out loud moans which mixed with yours, creating what sounded like music to your ears.

“C-close…” He panted out, slamming his hips against yours over and over again.

“M-me too.” You cried before using your hands to grip onto the pillows behind you.

A few sloppy thrusts later, the bed started to creak and groan and before you knew it

THUD!!!!

The bed just broke. The mattress collapsed as the boards broke.

Before you could even register any of it, you felt something hot and wet seeping into you. You looked down and saw Leona’s throbbing member inside of you, clearly done giving you what it was spent.

Leona looked up from you and at the headboard which was now not standing as high.

“Shit. We broke the bed yuu.”

He stated the obvious, you kept looking from the bed to your filled hole.

“Seriously Leona?”

You sighed, not even bothering to get up.

Leona followed suit, pulling out before flopping down on you, effectively using you as a human pillow. Sweat clung to both of your bodies.

“Oh well, we’ll deal with this in the morning.” He murmured before placing a kiss on your forehead, pulling the blankets over you afterwards.

THE END!!!

Yuu DOES get aftercare in the morning okay..?

I don’t usually write things like this but whatever.

Please ignore any grammar or spelling mistakes I happened to miss while proofreading

This fanifc is heavily inspired by nerolibouquet’s Kalim’s fanfic, I loved reading it sm and if you enjoyed this one you should go check them out.

Taking a few with Jamil.

Uhm, I’m not in the right mind while making this and I almost never use warnings but here they are: Explicit drug use, mild blood play, HEAVY NSFW, like Jamil is practically scream-moaning here, mutual intoxication, getting caught, intoxicated makeout, Jamil is experienced in the use of edibles, use of snake whisper, love bites, bleeding wounds, blah blah blah etc

Jamil shouldn’t, Jamil knows he shouldn’t. After all, he was a servant with demanding tasks to perform that required his full attention and he would absolutely do so but he had a little bit of a problem. You.

It was practically impossible for Jamil to try not be persuaded by your antics, in almost every situation he’d fold eventually.

What you’d asked him to do with you were usually simple, teaching you how to dance, cook, a few public makeouts in a small corner and whatnot. Though, what you were asking him currently seemed to rattle him quite a bit.

He wasn’t even sure how you found it. Maybe you had gone through his drawers without him knowing, or maybe you found them lying around after he forgot to put them away. Though, you still found it, somehow, someway. You got your hands on what you assumed was just some gummies in Jamil’s rooms, you ate a few, unknowing of the fact that the these so called “gummies” were actually edibles. His reasoning for having them in the first place? His workload can be “unbearable” some days.

After the first and only time of you eating them, Jamil found out and was a little more than just embarrassed of your discovery of his stash. He helped you get through it, tossed the bag into the trash and hoped you would never mention it again but to no avail, the subject came up.

“Cmon babe! Please? Last time was super fun!”

You clasped his hands in yours, bringing it up to your chest as you begged.

“It’ll be fun! We’ll be super duper careful too!”

Jamil’s eyes darted away from yours as he gulped down the lump in his throat.

“Yuu, are you really sure? You’re new to this kind of thing you know…?”

You nodded happily at Jamil’s question.

“Yeah yeah! But it felt so good and I wanna try again! And I’m taking you with me to supervise! Super duper duper safe right?!”

You explained excitedly, already tugging him towards your bedroom.

Jamil let out a sigh, already feeling his resolve crumbling.

After a few silent moments and a little more pleading Jamil finally agreed.

“Fine, but only this once and we’ll make sure to be careful, yeah?”

You felt a rush of joy go through you as Jamil finally agreed.

“Yes! We’ll be safe! I promise!”

You pulled him into your room which already seemed to be set to the mood. Two beanbags in front of a projector which was already set to play a movie, variants of multiple snacks in the middle of it, the lights were set on a low, dimmed setting.

Jamil stepped in after you, closing the door but not locking it. (<—REMEMBER THAT)

He let out a snicker as he looked around your room.

“You did all of this?” He mused, taking a few moments to look around.

“Yeah! I needed everything to be perfect for us!”

You responded, already taking a seat on one of the beanbags and motioning for Jamil to sit on the other one.

“And what if I refused?” Jamil questioned, taking a seat on his beanbag.

Your mind went blank for a second as you processed his question.

“Well uh…I didn’t think that far.” You admitted bashfully, putting a hand behind your head.

“But at least you did agree right?” You changed the subject, turning around towards your vanity to open a drawer.

After a few moments of rummaging through it, you pulled out small plastic bag of gummy bears, edibles.

Jamil eyed the bag with an intrigued expression, his past hesitation fully coming to an end.

“Sweet, how many?”

You tilted your head at his question.

“How many what?”

Jamil sighed, putting a hand to his forehead.

“How many milligrams, Hayati?” He asked, already getting up to check the label for you but you waved him off, reading the label.

“Uh..10? No, 20! 30 milligrams!”

You answered, the dim lighting only making it hard to read but at least you could make out some of the numbers.

“So how much do we take? You know all about this stuff!”

You looked back up at Jamil, who was staring right back at you with a watchful gaze.

“Two, each of us should take at least two to feel something.”

He responded, his hands darting out towards you in an asking manner, palm up.

You placed the blue and red gummy bears in his palm.

“Here blue and red because they’re the best flavors.”

Jamil snickered at your comment. You placed two in your own palm before downing them alongside Jamil.

After taking them, you tossed the bag aside and curled up in your beanbag, taking the remote instead and starting the movie.

10 minutes passed, then 30 and oh sevens were you feeling it.

You tried focusing on the movie, you truly did but you couldn’t force yourself to pay any more attention to the two lovers flying on the magic carpet across the sky when your core was quite literally heating up.

You turned to Jamil to see if he was feeling it and to your surprise, he was looking right back at you with an observant stare.

When you caught him staring he quickly softened up, his half lidded eyes moving back towards the tv.

“Sorry I,…I was just making sure you were okay.”

He murmured, feeling embarrassed about being caught by you.

You felt your heart practically melt, at his explanation. You found yourself feeling drawn to Jamil and so, you acted on this feeling, completely ditching the beanbag to crawl towards him.

You crawled on top of him, placing your hands on his cheek.

“N’awwh! Were you really worried about little old me?”

Jamil blushed, placing his hands on top of yours.

“Hayati…”

He stared into your reddened eyes lovingly. It was clear that the both of you were really feeling the edibles.

Jamil suddenly shook his head, his expression turning into a stern one.

“No..you’re not in your right mind, Hayati.”

He stated, already sitting up when you suddenly interrupted him.

“Sure I am! I know exactly what I’m doing when I do this.”

You leaned down and gave him a passionate kiss. Jamil leaned upwards to meet your kiss with even more passion, his hands moving upwards to cup your cheeks to pull you further into the kiss.

“Mm..mhm…”

Jamil whined out inside of your mouth, his touch becoming more ravishing, his hands wandering across your body.

Jamil suddenly pulled back to catch his breath…and reach to grab a chip from his opened bag.

Your lips formed into a small pout, already missing his lips on yours.

Jamil only laughed, shoving more chips into his mouth.

“Haha…sorry, the munchies are getting to me.”

He admitted, putting a chip into your mouth.

Soon enough, all of the snacks were completely demolished and you and Jamil wasted no time to get back to kissing.

One thing led to another and soon enough, you found yourself beneath Jamil on your bed, passionately making out with him while his hands wandered to your clothes, already taking them off.

“Hnmg…”

Jamil let out another whine inside your mouth before pulling away, his chest heaving as he looked down at you with a lustful stare.

“Yuu….can I be greedy with you..? Just for tonight?”

You responded by pulling him into yet another kiss, in which he immediately reciprocated.

After a few moments of tongue kissing Jamil started to wander downward.

Kissing your cheeks, chin, neck then stopping at your collarbone to kiss it in multiple areas whilst nipping at the kiss marks.

“Aaah…~ Jamil!”

You whined, finding it a whole lot harder to stay quiet when you’re high.

Jamil placed a teasing finger on your lips to sigh for you to be quiet, or at least try to.

Jamil’s light nips soon transitioned into much harder, deeper, love bites.

“Jamil!~ Fuck!~ Aaah!~”

You squealed out as the love bites turned into a deep purplish color, some of them bleeding out as Jamil only moved further down, stopping occasionally to lick the blood off of your wounds.

He leaned back upwards to kiss you deeply, his tongue finding its way into your mouth forcing you to taste your own blood on him.

He pulled back to let out a few breaths. “Like that Hayati? Tasting your poor skin on me?” Jamil teased, leaning down to lick another one of your bleeding love bites then going back up to kiss you again. He continued this pattern for a little while.

You hated to admit it but this was really turning you on, leaving you with wet panties.

Just as Jamil reached your waistband, you saw a shadow from underneath the bedroom door but you ignored it, Jamil was making you feel far too good to bother caring for whatever was outside that door.

You blinked and the door suddenly opened, revealing some other Scarbia student.

“Vice housewarden, Kalim-“ The student stopped in their tracks, appalled by the sight in front of them.

“I-oh..uhm…”

Jamil whipped up to look at them, a look of fear crossing his face before he did something you last expected of him.

“Snake whisper.”

Within seconds, the student was fully engrossed in snake whisper, their head lolling forward in submission.

“You never saw any of this, you’ll walk out of here with no memory of what you just saw. You’ll go back to Kalim and tell him you couldn’t find me.”

A heartbeat passed.

“And lock the door behind you.” He commanded shamelessly.

The student nodded blissfully before leaving, shutting and locking the door behind them.

Jamil let out a sigh before turning back to you.

“Now where were we again?”

Jamil grinned upon seeing your shocked reaction.

You bit your lip, him commanding people really ignited a flame in you.

“That was hot.” You shamelessly admitted, staring at Jamil through half-lidded eyes, your hands tangling in his dark brown hair.

You felt yourself become even more relaxed, your eyes rolling back ever so slightly as your core temperature felt like it was rising again.

“Mmh…Jamil…s’more…touch me m-more.”

You begged but Jamil didn’t move to try and continue the stimulation.

“Hayati…? You okay there? You’re slurring your words.”

Jamil questioned, putting a hand on your heaving chest.

“Are you sure it was only 20 milligrams?”

He questioned once more, now getting up to pick up the bag and read the label.

His eyes widened upon seeing the label.

“Yuu! This is 300 milligrams! Not 30!”

At this point, you were far too blissed out and halfway in lala land.

“Mhmhm…that’s alllll~ my bad…just come here and finish what you were doing.”

Jamil was about to deny you, but then a thought crossed his mind. The door was locked, you were alone, both high as hell so why not take you up on her offer?

Just as he was crawling back into bed, a familiar voice suddenly called out from outside.

“JAMILLLLL! Where are you?”

That familiar voice could only belong to no other than Kalim.

You felt a pang of shock come over you as you saw Jamil look towards the door, a torn look on his face.

“Surely my own boyfriend won’t leave me to go attend to Kalim.”

You thought, glancing at Jamil who was now walking towards you.

He stopped right next to you, instead of crawling back into bed with you, he simply let out a sigh and pulled the blanket over you, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“I’m sorry Hayati, but I must put my duties above…our little interaction for now.”

You frowned, opening your mouth to say something but feeling too overwhelmed with new emotions to speak.

“Mmph…’mil…” You murmured, sleep already taking over you.

“Try to sleep it off for now, I’ll return to you later.”

Jamil responded, placing one last kiss on your hand before placing it back at your side.

Just as your eyes started to close, Jamil was already out the door.

You sighed, grumbling incoherent words.

Now you were just left here, panties soaked with excitement, bleeding love bites across your body and high. All alone.

THE END!!!

Yes there will be a part two, unless you guys are satisfied with this only.