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you watched him dance in a white shirt, leather jacket and denim jeans. a slutty little gold chain hung around his neck and a bottle of beer in his hand as a girl grinded on him.

you had been watching shawn for a few months in campus, waiting for him to get out of his relationship so you could have his chance and it seemed he was because of how he danced with the blonde on the floor. his hand was placed on her waist, grinding slowly into her ass which made you grip the cup you held. that should be you dancing on shawn hunter.

you downed the rest of the bourbon and glossed your lips before pushing off the bar stool and walking over to him. as soon as you tapped shawn’s shoulder he turned around, putting a hand on your waist and pulling you closer to him as he nodded to the music.

he looked down at your through hooded eyes and a smirk on his lips that made your skin tingle.

god, he was hot.

“hi y/n.” shawn spoke over the music, but not too loud. he used his other hand to trail down your back, swaying to the accents of the song that played.

“hi shawn. where’s your girlfriend?” you asked, just to make sure you weren’t about to homewreck anything.

shawn smiled at you. “what girlfriend?”

you smiled back and began to play with his hair, looking at how the boy closed his eyes in relaxation at your touch. his body engaged with every motion you made.

“do you wanna go get some food or something after this?” he spoke, trying to make small talk.

“we could do that,” you shrugged, pushing his head down so your lips grazed his ear. “or we could go back to mine and i can sit on that pretty face of yours.”

shawn pulled back to give you a smile he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your neck before taking your hand and pulling you out of the club. he had never been spoken to like that and it got excited him. your words were rushing straight to his cock.

as you stepped outside a taxi was immediately hailed down and as soon as you and shawn sat in the back, you were at him. your lips trailed teasing bites along his neck before you pressed your against his. shawn kissed back in a hungry manner, whining when he lost contact of your lips because they went back to his neck.

“be a good boy, hunter.” you said softly so only you two could hear. you undid his pants with ease as a hand slipped in. you felt him tense under your touch and smiled against his neck. “be a good boy for me and shut up.”

he nodded and sucked in a breath when you began to palm him through his boxers, unconsciously moving his hips up to your touch. he was needy with it, grinding into your hand as he bit his lip to hold back moans.

“so needy.” you smiled against his neck. you continued rubbing him, listening to all the little gasp that fell out of his mouth. the taxi driver in the front was oblivious to all that was happening.

“fuck.” shawn stuttered out. he bucked his hips up to your hand. you pulled your hand off of him and smiled when he whined for you again.

“what did i say? hm?” you pressed a kiss to his lips. “quiet, okay?” he nodded an the taxi pulled up to your house. shawn was no more than a lost poppy nipping at your heels, following you to the living room. you both kicked off your shoes quickly, shawn throwing his jacket on the floor as you made your way to the bedroom. when the door shut and you looked at him there was only one thing on your mind.

slut. him. out.

“on the bed. now.” you spoke in a demanding tone. shawn listened and sat on the bed, waiting for further instruction.

you smiled when shawn grabbed your hand, tugging you forward and pulling you on to his lap with a grin. you two began to make out again, this time with your legs wrapped around his waist and his shirt inching off.

“tell me what you want.” shawn muttered against your lips while you tugged off his shirt to expose his bare chest.

“i wanna fuck you.” you ran hands over his chest causing the boy to shiver. “i wanna taste you, wanna make you scream, beg, cry. wanna make you my slut.”

shawn’s jaw slowly fell slack as his pupils dilated for the fifth time that evening. he swear he almost came on himself when he heard the pure filth.

“wanna be a good boy and let me?” you asked, moving a hand to hold his jaw and lift it up, shawn nodded slowly and you moved off his lap, pushing him back further on to the bed.

shawn laid down and you immediately moved to unbuckle his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers and smiling at how he sprung up quickly. his face blushed at how quickly you undressed him.

your pointer finger dragged painfully slow over his slit making him twitch as you played with the pre cum. you pulled your finger back, laughing at the way it dripped before tasting it.

the eye contact was kept as you slowly leaned your head down, licking from the base to the tip. shawn’s eyes fluttered closed as your warm mouth took him in and you gently began to suck.

you moved your head up and down his cock, being determined to fit it all even if it hurt a little. it’s what you wanted and what he deserved.

shawn let out a nasty moan as he hit the back of your throat, his eyes opened and he looked down at you, mouth falling agape when you pulled off and sucked roughly at the tip.

“jesus fuck..” he moaned. you pulled off, stroking him at a gentle pace and beginning to play with his balls. this was meant with a string of whimpers and curses. you stuck your tongue out, moving your lips back to the head and and deep throating him again while playing with his balls. you made sure everything got equal attention.

shawn was too caught up in his own pleasure, not giving you any warning as he came down your throat. you swallowed then pulled off, wrapping a hand around his cock and jerking it again. “i said you could cum?”

“no, ‘m sorry.” he spoke softly, whimpering at the overstimulation of his cock being played with. the goal was to make him cum. over and over and over.. and over.

“it’s okay baby.” you used a free hand to fix his hair. “but you gotta make it up to me. you know how you can do that?”

“hm, how?”

“lay down again.”

he listened and laid down again. you turned around, getting into the 69 position and and gasping at how quick shawn was to grip your hips. he pulled you back to his face, sticking his tongue out and dragging it along your pussy. you were already soaking wet, so it was easy for him to slip a finger inside you as he began to eat you out.

you were almost too caught up in the moment that you nearly forgot your goal. you stroked him again, sucking the tip and going down to the base. your actions only seemed to motivate him more. shawn grabbed your hips and brought you closer to his face as he sucked your clit roughly. soft shines escaped the both of you. it was need, messy, nasty and you two loved it.

“fuck keep doing that.” you moaned as you pulled off, jerking him in your hand. shawn listened and continued to tongue fuck your pussy, lapping up everything you gave him.

your orgasm was beginning to build up as you tried to help him reach his. you moaned his name as you came on his gave, shuddering at the way he flicked his tongue on your clit endlessly. he was greedy, keeping his hands on your waist tightly and continuing to eat you after the fact.

you decided two can play at that game, stroking him at a much quicker pace and paying extra attention to the slit. shawn moaned into your pussy, cuming on your hand. you turned around to face him, still on top.

his eyes were all glossy and you couldn’t blame him. he has came twice already. didn’t mean he couldn’t do a third.

shawn seemed to already know what you wanted to do with him because he spread his thighs, giving you an open opportunity to mount him properly. you smirked, placing a hand on his chest to support yourself before reaching behind you and grabbing it.

“such a good boy, letting me do whatever i want.” his breath seemed to hitch at your words.

you played with it, dragging him up and down your slit before sinking down on his cock with a nasty moan.

“you feel so good.” shawn moaned, letting out a slow whimper as you began to rotate your hips on him. he was nestled deep in your pussy, bottomed out as his tip brushed against your g spot.

everything fit so perfectly and the feeling of the slight stretch you had to do made your skin tingle. he filled you up so good.

shawn looked up at you as he played with your boobs, taking the left nipple into his mouth and beginning to suck gently on it while rolling the right between his thumb, pointer and middle fingers.

“so good. such a good boy for me. such a good little slut.” you spoke in that soft, sultry tone that made him insane. he let go of your boobs, moving his mouth to kiss the sweet spot on your neck. his hands gripped your ass and he leaned back to be in a position of more power. this way he could fuck up into your pussy, matching all your paces.

“fuck that feels so good.” shawn whined as you squeezed him dick. he pulled away from your neck, leaning back on one hand and using the other to hold your waist.

“hm? you like that?” you asked in a teasing and rhetorical tone.

shawn nodded, fucking into you faster and chasing another release.

“words.”

“yes- yes. feels so good. you fuck me so good.” he whined, closing his eyes and shuddering when you ran nails over his chest.

the fact he came twice before didn’t help, everything was so sensitive and he felt a woozy, like he would pass out from the pleasure.

you noticed the look on his face and gently grabbed his chin. “you ok shawn? need to cum?”

he nodded. “yes please.”

your heart fluttered. how could you say no when he asked so nicely and looked so cute.

you moved your hips faster, that familiar not building up inside you. shawn felt that same thing, throwing his head back and closing his eyes as he came deep inside you.

you both took a second to catch your breath before you got off of him. shawn whined again at the loss of contact making you giggle.

“you’re so needy.” you smiled, pecking his lips before kissing his nose.

“for you.”

you both moved under the covers, cuddling in the dark room.

“i’ve never been treated like that..” shawn trailed off. his head was laid on your boobs as your hand played in his hair. he was in sub state.

“like what? a slut?”

he laughed. “yeah. i liked it. thank you.”

you smiled and pet his hair. “anytime hunter, anytime.”

•••

“Hey.” Naruto greets, somewhat timidly and certainly out of characteristically soft.

“Hi. Is something up?” You ask.

The blond fidgets for a moment before finally looking into your eyes. There’s a swell in your throat when he looks at you like that. It’s hard to breathe and your face is getting hotter by the second.

“I’m not… the best at this. I don’t even really know what to say.” He utters. “I like you.”

“I like you too.”

“Er no…” Naruto trails off and scratches the back of his head. “I mean I… like… love you like you.”

You blink at him. Did he just say that? Are you dreaming? Perhaps zoned out while jerking it? Then Naruto put his hand on your shoulder. That’s when it clicked that nope. This is real. No dream ever felt this real to you. Not even a wet dream.

Then worry overtook his expression. Followed by horror. He drew back and squawked.

“I knew this was a bad idea! They were wrong! You don’t feel the same and I messed this all up!” He rants.

“Wha-!”

“I should go home! Forget about all of this. I didn’t say anything to ya, okay?”

You reached out and grip a fistful of his sweater. You yank this idiot close and catch his lips. Naruto was tense… somewhat awkward. Then he melted into it. He relaxes. His mouth moves in turn to yours. His hands find places on your body. It breaks slowly.

My my his face can get so red. You get a good chuckle out of it.

“I love you like you too.” You say softly. “Come on.”

You pull him inside. He follows willingly. The door is kicked closed.

It wasn’t supposed to go this quickly. But it seems pent up feelings and desires had taken over. You guide him to your bedroom. It was slow. Sometimes you forgot how to walk. The moment his tongue breached your mouth and established exactly how it was in charge you melted. Tingles run down your spine and settles right at your pelvis.

You sat this boy down on your bed and straddle his waist. Naruto looked… nervous. It’s the first time you have seen him look like this. It’s not the same as when he was locked in battle. Sure he had moments of doubt but he hardly let it get him down.

“Don’t look so scared. I’m not going to hurt you.” You whisper.

“I know you won’t. I just… I haven’t..” Naruto trails off.

“Oh I see. You’re a virgin.”

His face turned redder. Between constantly being whisked away on missions to save the world and training new techniques you didn’t expect a stud with loads of experience. You caress his jawline and kiss him again. You aren’t shy. You want to ride him until you’re full of his seed and his belly is sticky.

By the uncertainty still on his face he’s not ready for that yet.

“It’s okay. We don’t have to go all the way right now. I’m just happy we’re even doing this.” You assure.

“Really?”

“Yeah. Whatever you are comfortable with. I’d love to do something to you.”

“O-Okay!”

His voice was pitchy and shrill. You took your time. It would do no good to startle him. Sex is a new thing for him. Now that he’s older he gets it. He wants it. When he pictured it he wanted it with you. The image of you underneath him gasping and moaning as he thrusted his hips plays in his head when he thinks about it.

Is that even right? Is that what you want? He’s not really certain.

Naruto is staring at you. You smile at him before getting to work. Soft kisses first. Down his neck. Then his chest. Your hand got comfortable on his crotch. You rub and feel it. The outline of his cock is clear through his pants.

Tingles and sparks run up his body from your touch. It’s unlike when he does it to himself. You feel better. Your wet tongue drags along his skin along his abdomen. The wet trails you have left over his heated skin feel aware. His nerves are on edge and aching for you to do more.

“Can I use my mouth?” You ask.

It takes a moment of consideration but he nods. Good. You want a taste of him. You move down further, kissing the tense outline in his pants. With a single tug you free it. Naruto stares at you. Your expression is hard to read. Your eyes are wide.

Oh my. He doesn’t even know how lucky he is, does he? Having a nice big dick like this. Fuck. When he feels up to it you’re going to have a good time riding it. You grip the base gently. First you start with a few tiny licks to get him adjusted to the feeling.

With each lick you got more out of him. Moans. Gasps. Beads of cum. It’s damn tasty. You pop the head in your mouth. Naruto chokes on your name as he grabs your head. He doesn’t force you down. He’s clutching onto you.

You bob your head. It’s tasty how can you resist? You take his length hungrily. You drag your tongue along the thick line on the underside of his cock. A gentle squeeze of your palm on his balls got another elated gasp. Even with your vision blurring from the occasional choke you can make out his face.

Naruto is writhing underneath you. Everything you do has him undone. You pull back to jerk him off with your hand and use your lips to suck on his sack before moving back up to run your teeth on the sensitive base. Each thing got him so hot and bothered. You worked back up to his head and suck it.

“P-Please!” He whines. “Faster!”

Ah he’s close. You do as he wishes. The lewd sounds of sucking and slurps fill the room. It fills your ears. It fills his. He watched you. Huffing and gasping as he clutched at your head. Your lips wrapped so tight on his cock. The snug wet chasm of your mouth. Occasionally he swore the tip grazed your throat. Fuck he can’t handle it!

“I-! Ah-!”

It wasn’t much of a warning. You have no choice but to take it. His cum shot into your mouth and throat. It’s hot and coats your throat like a thick honey. You sit up with your tongue lingering on his cock for a moment. It fell out of your grasp and laid flaccid. He’s spent.

“I’m sorry!” Naruto yelps.

“Don’t be…” You pause and clear your throat. Your voice is a little hoarse. “I enjoyed it.”

“I… I did to.”

You crawl up the bed and lay down on top of him. His cheeks are still pink. They don’t fade. He feels how hard you are. It was so hot, making him cum like that.

“Don’t you want something?” He asks.

“Only if you wanna do something to me.”

To your surprise Naruto swapped positions. Your back hit the bed. His hand went down and touched you. It was curious at first. Then it became confident when you bit your lip.

“Tell me what feels best.” He insisted.

You smile and nod. You grip Naruto tighter… your boyfriend. He moved down to catch your lips in a messy kiss as he began to pull your pants off.

“This is it? This is my punishment? Pfft- do something better than this.”

His sass was showing up to get you all riled up but in truth he regretted saying that and now his anxiety was building up waiting for something bad to happen.

“Heh- don’t cum then.”

It was all you said before turning on the machine and turning it into the highest setting.

Almost immediately, Venti screamed.

His wails and cries filled the room, with you listening to all his pretty moans and form.

Sadly you had to leave to finish up your work.

Before you went back to your workplace you went over to Venti carrying a scarf, blindfolding him.

His hands tied on his back and his legs forcibly spread open for the dildo to fuck him.

“This is your punishment dear, don’t cum.”

And at that you left.

———

After finishing with work you went back to the room where Venti was and checked up on him.

There he was.. prettily laying on his pool of cum, his voice hoarse and gone, unable to speak but only whimper and cry.

He was so pretty, at some point even you wished you were the machine fucking Venti.

You’ve left him on this state for what? 4 hours? Yeah 4 hours.

You went over to him as you caressed his back, as he moaned and jolted at the action.

A timid lick greets your head. Then another. Naruto was testing it. He likes it. The feel of your smooth skin. The taste of it is nice. He moves in to plant his lips over it. Then sucks in an inch. Then another.

“Good. That’s very good.” You praise him.

Naruto hums softly. Hearing you praise him is nice. While others have praised him before it never made him feel as good as this. You pet his head slowly. It encourages him to go further.

“Don’t choke yourself okay?”

“Mm!”

Slow up and down motions. With time they get quicker. Deeper. His tongue runs along the underside of your cock. He even swirls it around, watching you curiously. The way you moan sends butterflies down his stomach.

You move your hand. Naruto moves back to jerk your wet shaft off as he suckles on the tip of your cock. His attention torn as he feels your hand get closer to his ear. His face gets redder when you rub the base.

It’s a cross between tickles and a massage. He shifts. His tail swishes faster. His back and hips wiggle. His free hand clutches your thigh. You play with his ears and he loves it. You run your thumbs along the front with a firm pressure. A shudder runs through him.

At this point you have dazed Naruto. He’s focused on what you are doing, his mouth suckling your tip and leaving the rest cold without his throat. You push your hips and hands.

“Mmm!” Naruto moans.

You bite your lip as his tight little mouth surrounds your dick once again. You help him along, thrusting to the point he can handle. His hand resting close to the base but not quite. You move your hands up to rub the mid and tips of his ears.

“MM! Mmph!” Naruto gasps when your cock slips out of his mouth for a moment. “Ah!”

You guide him back down and he hungrily took it back into his wet maw. Your cock is throbbing at this point. You don’t want him to stop until you’ve filled him with your cum. Those pretty lips and cheeks would look so hot covered in your cum.

Drool escapes Naruto’s mouth and drips down his chin. He moves his head eagerly to meet your thrusts. You reward him with more ear rubs. You circle your thumbs deep into the blush pink insides of his ears right near the ear canal. They’re more sensitive inside.

The boy kneeling before you is a muffled moaning mess around your dick. Stroking his ears like this is arousing him. He’s always enjoyed having you touch him like this. His ears are so sensitive that it’s I direct line of pleasure into his brain. It travels down his spine and gathers in his pelvis. He’s so hard right now. Having you fuck his face and reward him with an ear rub has him so turned on! If only you were pulling his tail too!

The tip of your cock tickles his throat every now and then. To his own surprise he can take it with only a small reflex from his throat. With enough practice he’ll be swallowing it with ease.

“Mn! Naruto! Finish me off!” You gasp.

Your partner keeps going where you freeze. His head bops fast. He massages your balls. You pinch his ears. His watery eyes flutter and a tear escaped. He sucks hard as if your life depends on it. You sound so good. His heart is pounding so hard. His ears are pulsing but he can hear everything. Your heart. Your gasps and moans. The slurps and gulps.

The sensation builds and builds. Like a spring you wind up. You bend over with your head hovering above Naruto’s as you cry his name in ecstasy.

A moment of panic. Naruto pulls back. He didn’t want to swallow. You moan and clutch onto him. The harsh pressure on his ears put stars in his vision. Hot cum spurts out of you. It decorates his lips and chin.

You remain still for a moment or two breathing hard. That was the best orgasm you have had in a while. Naruto looks up at you. Given the proximity you have no choice but to observe what you have done to him.

“Oh! Oh I’m sorry!” You babble in embarrassment.

You take off your shirt and use it to clean off his face. Naruto stayed put, blushing a deep crimson as you cleaned him off. You pull him up and your eyes widen. There’s a wet patch in his pants and a clear outline. You pull him into your lap and pull his erection out. You hold it firm. With a smile you rub his ear one more time before moving your hand down to brush his tail.

“It would be my pleasure to give you a little something in return!”

He let out shaky breaths as your hand continued to rub against his erection, a red hue covering his cheeks. “You’re not asleep, are you?” He huffed. A smile making its way onto your face. Naruto sighed as you looked up at him.

You tried to press kisses onto his neck but he held you back, a hand covering your moth. “No, not now. My parents will hear,” he hissed.

“Then you’ll just have to keep quiet,” you murmured through his hand and took it into your hand. You bit down on it before moving onto his neck. The blonde boy squirming beneath you as you sucked and kissed on his skin, leaving hickies and marks. Through his noises he still able to let out a few “but they’ll hear” and “babe, we shouldn’t”

Your free hand slipped into his pants, wrapping around his hard cock. Naruto bit down on a moan as you began to pump his shaft, pre-cum quickly began to leak out of it. “C’mon, you know you want it as much as I do,” you spoke against his skin. Naruto couldn’t deny that, he wanted this… badly. You sat up and moved down in between Naruto’s legs. You pulled his sweatpants down and Naruto’s free hand shot down to continue pleasing himself. You pulled his hand away, laughing at his neediness. You wrapped your warm lips around his mushroom tip.

You felt him shudder under your hold, his hand clenched around a fistful of your hair, the other covering his mouth as you took in all of his length.

As your tongue swirls, the blonde hair of his pubes tickles the top of your mouth, accompanied by a few erupting gags from your throat. The feeling of him hitting the back of your throat, wetting the brim of your eyes. No matter how many times you did this, you never got used to his size. His hips desperately bucking up to please himself.

Naruto’s hand was resting tightly on the hairs of your head as he whimpered your name, a warning before you would swallow the thick bitterness of the mess he made in your mouth. You sat up, swiping your tongue over your lips. A smirk on your face. “See, that wasn’t so bad. And, we didn’t get caught,” you stood up from the bed and turning to go to the bathroom. Naruto sat up, grabbing your arm with a grin.

“I didn’t say we were done,” he pulled you back down on top of him. You stared at him, confused but excited.

“Weren’t you worried about getting caught?” You hummed, cocking your head to the side.

“happy birthday ronnie!” you exclaimed to your boyfriend and gave him a wet kiss on the cheek. the crowd of people around him made heat explore his cheeks. 

today was ron weasley’s 18th birthday and you more than excited. you wanted nothing more than to celebrate the beautiful man in front of you. currently, you were serving cake to everyone in the gryffindor common room while they enjoyed ron’s surprise party. 

after hours of dancing and eating more cake than you could ever imagine, you were found lazily kissing ron in his dorm room. you practically begged his dorm mates to stay out for at least a couple hours. of course, it costed you a few galleons. maybe more. 

your lips started trailing down his neck and you felt his skin grow warmer. you brushed your lips against the sensitive just beneath his ear. ron’s breathing started to become more apparent. “can i stay the night? if you want me to.”

he pulled away from you instantly, with wide eyes. you though it was quite adorable, actually. “you want to stay with me? and sleep with me in my bed?” he whispered.

you hummed. “i didn’t mean it like that, ron. i meant just, you know, sleeping.” you paused, before continuing. “i don’t have to stay if you don’t want me to, you know that, right?”

you knew ron was a virgin. and you weren’t implying that you wanted to have sex with him. but, if he wanted to you would be nothing but happy to comply. he shook his head at your response. “no! i would love for you to stay the night. but, we don’t have to just..” he paused and looked away. “..just sleep.”

“are you saying-” you started.

“yes, merlin, i want to have s-sex with you.” ron quickly replied. 

“you can trust me alright, sweetheart? i promise i’ll go slow with you.” you said to him softly. he kissed you once more before releasing a plethora of i love yous.

you stood at the front of the bed, while letting your dress fall off of your body. you were left with your lace bra and knickers. ron let his eyes gaze down to your chest and eventually to the cloth hiding your cunt. his hand slowly reached out to yours, and you guided to cup your breast. you gently reached down to his tie, and. fumbled while trying to remove it. once his he was stripped down to nothing but his boxers, you couldn’t help but stare. 

cheeks flushed and hair all wild, splayed out on his bed. how could i get this bloody lucky? you thought to yourself. after another reassurance from ron, your hands slipped on the ends of his boxers and you slid them down his thighs. his cock sprung up and shit. he was big. debating on whether you should prep yourself before, you decided not to. although, you would resent yourself for making that decision tomorrow morning. 

you stripped down until you were naked and straddled his waist. as you aligned your cunt with his cock and slowly slid down. simultaneously, you both gasped and he grabbed onto your waist. ron groaned loudly “oh fuck-” you felt utter bliss as he was buried deep inside of you. 

“k-keep going, please.” you followed his request and lifted yourself up once more, sinking back down onto him. eventually, your speed increased, but it wasn’t enough for ron. feeling your walls wrapped around you made him want more. he needed more.

“faster, y/n, oh godric- please.” he pleaded again and who were you to deny him? with his hips tilted, you thrusted down into you with more force. ron’s hips were snapping into yours and sparks of pleasure flowed throughout his body. every time you moved, he was induced with a state of euphoria. dropping towards his chest, you nipped on his collarbone while grinding up and down. 

for a brief moment, you two shared eye contact with each other. his eyes were fogged with lust and love all at the same time. his moans came out in small pants and he couldn’t refrain himself from vocalizing how good he felt. 

when you felt him twitch inside of you, you knew he was almost there. “are you close, baby?” he nodded while trying to thrust up into you. 

you guided his hand to press a thumb onto your clit, making you throw your head back. it was almost too much for you. the sensation of ron inside of you and the pressure on your clit was taking you to the edge. for a moment, ron’s insides were locked tight, before breaking apart. he swore loudly before his eyes shut tightly and he moaned your name. his cum spilled inside of you and mixed with yours after you thrusted once more. he was sobbing your name as he felt an orgasm rush through him. 

you floated back down to earth, trying to relax your muscles. you looked down at ron who seemed too lost in his own world. you lowered your chest to his and kissed his forehead. “anyone home?”

sheepishly, he smiled back up at you and guided you off of him. quietly, you whimpered at the loss of him. “are you alright, ron?”

“i’m more than okay- blimely- stay the night with me, please?”

you snorted. “what made you think i was going to leave right after.” you cupped his cheek in your hands.

“i’m in for the long run ronnie. you’re never getting rid of me.”

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It starts off small, and slow. BIlly knows he’s handsome, takes very good care of himself to look that way. HIs hair and skin and pretty red lips, how good he smells. It’s all out of a need to look hot constantly. It starts to pick up when he moves out and in with you. He finds out about skincare, becomes obsessed. Reads every catalog he can get his hands on, 10 Tips and Tricks on Clear Skin and Mary Kay. 

It hits him just how attracted he is to the feminine side of hygiene one night when Max and El are staying over. A year and a half after the Mindflayer, eight months after Vecna. The girls are watching Pretty in Pink and painting their nails. Billy sits with them, biding his time till you come home from work, reading Little Women for the fourth time. The girls chatter over colors, Eleven has already picked a bright cherry red, claiming it matches Max’s hair. Max is considering a nice, deep and sparkly blue color or black and Billy pipes up without thinking. “Blue will match your eyes, shitbird.” Flushes a pretty pink, and ducks his head back down to faux read. 

Eleven pipes up then, innocent and gentle in her sweet little way. “You should do Billy’s too, Max. He would look nice.” 

And so when you arrive home, beat from your shift at the Krogers outside of town to find Billy watching Real Genius with the girls, his nails clean and painted a pretty sparkly pink. You’re pleasantly surprised. The blonde goes a nice red color when you take his hand, inspect his nails without judgment. “Very pretty baby, s’a good color on you.” Is your response, and you can see the tension seep from his shoulders, his nervous grin go lazy and smug. “Yeah yeah, keep it in your pants.” 

A month later is when the make up starts making an appearance. Small add-ins here and there. A nice pink lipgloss, a little mascara, some gold powder on his eyelids to go out to dinner. He’s drawn to things his mother used to wear, nothing heavy or cakey. Nice and delicate, like how he wishes he was. 

His appearance is met with the same response from you everytime. “Gorgeous, baby.” or “So pretty Bills.” It makes him turn a pretty pink everytime, look down a little bashful before he shakes into his normal Billy Hargrove persona. 

The curiosity crescendos about two months after that. You’ve been swamped with work, as has Billy who got a small job at Melvalds with Joyce. You’re just walking through the door, but you could hear the music from outside. Billy’s favorite Zeppelin tape, spitting out Dazed and Confused from the shitty little record player you’d gotten him for his birthday. 

You walk in, shut the door gently, not wanting to possibly disturb him. Your shoes and coat placed by the door. “Bills?” You call, walking down the hall to your shared room. 

A clatter then, something falling over and hitting the floor with a thunk. Your heart seizes for a moment, rushing through the door before you can think. “Billy are you- o…kay?” You ask, dazed and suddenly hot all over. 

There is Billy Hargrove, hair done up all pretty, a dark smokey eye smeared over his lids nicely, sparkly gloss on his lips. The kicker though, is the lace bulging with the print of his cock, peaking from underneath his muscle tee. You stare, bewildered and more than turned on, straining in your jeans uncomfortably. “Hey baby.” You greet, wide eyed and lips parted. 

Billy stands stock still, you can see his lip tremble from where you stand in the door way. His eyes are getting watery and his voice trembles when he speaks. “You’re home early.”

It makes you bark a laugh, walk over to the record player and turn the music down. “Uh..Uh yeah, somebody picked up the night shift so I didn’t have to..stay/” You breathe, turn to take him in again, biting your lip. “You look nice, baby, s’this all for?” You ask, and he releases a trembley breath, a wet laugh that doesnt sound genuine. You walk over to him, cup his cheeks gently. 

“Was gonna…wash it off. Before you got home.” He chokes out, voice thick with emotion, the lump in his throat growing. The admittance makes you frown. “Why would you do that, sweet thing? Hate me that much?” You pout, stroke your thumb under his eye to swipe away a fallen eyelash. He leans into your hand, sighs. “Uh uh..Didn’t uh. Didn’t think you’d like it..s’all.” 

You’ve never seen him so nervous, not even when he first got back from the Upside Down. Not when you asked him out. He’s looking up at you with those pretty blue eyes, wet and so blue compared to the dark coal around them. 

“Where you gonna keep…these?” Your hand slides up under his shirt, settles on his hip to thumb over the fabric of his panties. God, he goes cherry at that, opens his mouth once, twice, settles for a shake of his head. That makes you tut gently, click your tongue disappointed. “My sweet boy, can’t believe you’d hide this from me.” You tease, make him whine. He’s pressed right up against you, hums and bites his lip when he feels your hardness pressed into his hip. “Gonna have to make up for that, hm? Think that’s fair?” 

He let out a breathless “Yes.” and all bets are off. 

These stupid satin sheets you’d splurged on are godsend against BIlly’s skin, his thighs and tummy freshly shaved. He’s spread out on his back, shirt gone and fully exposed, save his pretty black lace panties that do nothing to hide his cock. His lip gloss is a bit smeared, a byproduct of you kissing him silly a few moments ago. 

You’re between his legs, in only your boxers, nosing and kissing at his inner thighs, marveling at how soft and supple the skin is. “My pretty baby,” You start, running your nose along the length of him through the soaked material. “You’re so hard, B. Ruining those pretty panties.” You tease, a light scolding tone that makes him keen. His hands are gripping the sheets, and he’s staring down at you reverent and a little nervous as to what’s next. 

“Should eat you out, get you off with my tongue and fingers like you’re my girl.” Billy groans loud, tosses his head back and slings an arm over his face for good measure. You grin and chuckle. Spread him open just a bit more. “Oh you like that, huh baby?” And hes nodding so furiously you’re scared he’s rubbing the make up off for a split second. Ruining it before you can do it yourself. 

He opens up so sweetly, whimpering and whining and moaning like a slut when your fingers work him open. Those little panties pulled justt enough to the side.  There’s little tears in his lash line, making them clump up so prettily. His cock is drooling through the lace by the time your cock is pressed up against his pretty little hole. 

“Mm, want me to fuck you, sweet thing? Need it?” You hum, gentle and warm and Billy sobs. “Yes, yes please baby please. In me please.” 

Who are you to deny him, truly? 

He cums so quickly like this, worked up from the emotional turmoil and gentle, deep fucking you give him. Damn near feels you in his throat, pressed so close together, legs pushed up as far as they’ll go. “Uh uh uh, please. Please cum..want it..want it in me please please please.” And fuck does he beg pretty, you can’t help but cum deep in him when he begs so sweetly. Looking up at you, make up ruined, mascara running. Looking debauched. 

Its after the clean up and come down, after the soft, gentle kisses you leave on his cheek and shoulder, over hickies and finger print shaped bruises that he speaks up. “I uh, I take it the make up was appreciated?” He croaks out, throat sore from crying and whining all night. 

You laugh out loud, shoulders shaking and mouth pressed into his pec. “Yes, yes very much so.” 

AUTHOR'S NOTE: well shoot me honey. also this fic took a while haha

"A-Ahh..." You squeezed your eyes shut, whimpering as Ayato finished tying your hands together behind your back. He chuckled, watching you squirm on the bed. The sheets were cold, but warmed up as you lay there.

You curled up into a ball, feeling the cool air on your bare skin in places that should not have been bare. Thoma lounged against the nightstand, his body casual but his eyes glinting dangerously.

"Well, Thoma? Do you think he's ready to play?" Ayato smiled, his voice calm and composed. He slowly twirled a single gloved hand in the air, his Vision glowing. You glimpsed the faint outline of hydro tentacles forming being Ayato.

"Oh, I think he's ready." Thoma tugged on your ankles, forcing you to unfurl your body. He chuckled, his eyes flicking over your flushed skin and dipping back down to your crotch. "Look, he's enjoying it." He rubbed a finger over the tip of your cock, making you squirm more.

"Please... wait, ahh..." You tried to twist away as Ayato approached the bed with a length of black fabric in his hands. "Wait, wait..." You whined helplessly, unable to move as Thoma gently pinned you in place. Ayato tied the blindfold around your head, and you keened quietly. "W-What are you... doing..." You could see the faint glow of the ceiling lights through the blindfold and two human-shaped blurs, but that was it.

"We're going to have to free his legs to put these on." You heard the rustle of fabric. "Ayato, can you hold him down after?" Your legs were untied, and you kicked frantically, but someone grabbed you and forced you back down to the bed.

"Do that again," Ayato breathed, suddenly next to you. "and you won't move for a week when we're done." His breath was warm and tickled the skin on your ear and neck, sending shivers down your spine. You nodded shakily. "Good. Thoma, let's punish him a bit first. He's being disobedient."

"Wait, what? H-Hey—" You squeaked as you felt a pair of—panties?—being slid up your legs. They pressed against your firm cock. The tight space was uncomfortable, but the friction was... not. And what was that smooth object beneath the fabric?

"Where's the remote?" Remote?

"What?"

...Oh no.

"Where did it go? Come on."

No, no, no...

"Got it. Hold him still."

You thrashed. "Please—"

"Easy there, darling." Warm hydro tentacles wrapped around your ankles. You gasped as more of them slid around your thighs, lightly stroking the sensitive skin between your legs. Little jumps of ecstasy zipped through your body as the tentacles caressed you.

"M-mmmh..." You whimpered louder as the tentacles touched you in all the right places.

"And the fun begins." Thoma chuckled, and the vibrator hummed to life.

You gasped softly, shuddering as warm pleasure began to pool in your body. Your toes and ears tingled with the sensation as your cock was stimulated. "N-nngh—ahh... that's... ahhh..." You whined as the vibrator died away.

"More?" Thoma purred. You nodded slowly, ears burning with shame. You wanted it, you did, it felt so good and warm and nice, and you loved every second of it, and you hated that you loved it, but it felt too good to care.

Ayato laughed. "Alright, then. Be a good boy and we might reward you, hmm?" He tickled you gently under the chin.

"Here we go, dear."

They didn't reward you. Not for a while. It probably wasn't more than thirty minutes, but it felt like a long, long time.

There was nothing you could do to stop them. And you loved the thrill.

But oh, it was torturous.

"A-Ahhh—n-no... no, no, please—" You cried out as they turned off the vibrator again, teasing you. You heard them laugh. "No no no—" Your whole body was tense and throbbing. Your eyes were hot, and you felt a tear seep into the fabric of the blindfold.

The moment right after they turned off the vibrator was always the worst. They weren't edging you, not even close to it. You sobbed, your body straining for more as Ayato's tentacles drew lazy circles on your inner thighs.

Someone gently brushed the side of your jaw with their hand, trailing it down to your collarbone. You moaned from the sensation, almost dizzy with lust. You arched your back as lips met the delicate skin of your neck, nearly delirious with want. "Please please please— just—"

"Just what?" Thoma chuckled, pulling away from you. He brushed away your tears. "Crying, hmm? Cute."

"Please..." you choked out, your body so tense, so tense and so needy. "Please..."

Ayato laughed. "Do you think we'd let you, seeing that you're so pretty when you cry?" There was something dark and wild in his voice. You felt his gloved fingers rest against your cheek. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are right now? I could fall apart, just looking at you." You jerked as someone massaged your cock, dripping wet with arousal, through the fabric. "Perfect." His voice shuddered, rasping.

"Just... ahh... just please f-fuck me, please..." you begged, cringing at your own voice. Thoma snorted as he leaned over and tugged off the panties, but you didn't care. You needed it, you needed it, it was driving you out of your mind how badly you needed it. Even the brush of his fingers against you was enough to drive you crazy.

Ayato lifted your legs and spread them, pressing his palms against the backs of your thighs and exposing you entirely. "Please..." you begged, not even caring, nearly drooling with excitement at what was coming next. "Please..."

"Take off the blindfold," Ayato ordered. "I want to see the way he looks when I do this."

Thoma tore off the blindfold, and you stared up at the two of them, looming over you. Ayato leaned closer, and you realized he was slightly disheveled from having to tie you down. His hair fell into his eyes, which were wide and wild with desire as he stared down at you.

"Hmm." Ayato's eyes flickered, and he was composed again. "I don't think I'll fuck you just yet. We can get to that later." You nearly screamed in protest. "We will do this instead."

You stiffened as a warm, slick tentacle began to trace around your rim. "A-Ahhh..." You started grinding on it as much as you could, relishing the little tingles of pleasure.

"Look at you," Ayato whispered. He brushed a gentle thumb against the inside of your thigh, and you whined. "You look so perfect like this."

Your eyes widened as you felt the tentacle push into you, pressing against your insides deliciously. "M-mmmh... it's... big... ahh!" You bucked on the bed as Thoma reached over and began to stroke your cock. He massaged your tip, making sure he didn't miss any part of you. You shuddered again as Ayato's tentacle brushed against a particularly sensitive spot. "Please..."'

"You're taking this so nicely, hmm?" Ayato smiled as you trembled in his arms. Thoma shifted behind you; you could feel his bulge press against your back as the tentacle moved inside you. "Shh, it's okay. Just a little more. You can take this." He drew you close, stroking your hair as he kissed your forehead. You whimpered, trying to pull away as the tentacle pushed further into your hot, panting body. Your eyelids fluttered.

"Good boy," Thoma murmured. "Here's your reward."

You threw your head back, moaning shamelessly as the two began to stimulate your body. It felt so good, so good, the pleasure that you had wanted for so long, had begged for, cried for, it was finally here. Ayato's tentacles stroked your thighs, wrapping around your torso. Every stroke of Thoma's hand on your cock threatened to drive you over the edge; your mind was in drooling, messy tatters.

"Ah! Keep going... please..." you begged, feeling the tight knot in your core finally build. You arched your back, pushing your hips down into the tentacle. It pumped rhythmically inside you, finding all the best spots.

"Mmgh! Ah, I— I think I'm going to— to cum—" You moaned, shivering. Your eyes rolled back in your head; you briefly glimpsed Ayato's smirk as you writhed on his tentacle. "Gonna— gonna cum—"

Your moan grew into a scream as you finally released. Pleasure exploded through your body, so much that you didn't know how you could contain all of it in your tired, shaking body. White splattered all over your stomach; Thoma removed his hands from your cock and began to tenderly massage your shoulders as you shuddered and sobbed, barely lucid as he whispered sweet reassurances into your ear. You gasped for air, tears streaming down your face.

"Good boy, good boy," Thoma breathed as the tentacle slowly pulled out of your body. "You were really patient, waiting for so long. That's what good boys do." You slumped against Ayato's chest, your cheeks warming from the praise as Thoma snuggled up behind you. You let out a ragged sob as you felt his cock nudge against your still-sensitive hole.

Ayato heard this and gently cupped your face in his hands. "Shh, shh, it's okay," He soothed, his eyes kind as he brushed away your tears with the pad of his thumb. "You'll like this next bit a lot."

"Hmm...? O-oh..." You felt Ayato hook his hand behind your knee, lifting up your leg and draping it around his waist. A different Hydro tentacle appeared, thinner and more flexible, and wrapped around your throbbing, vulnerable cock. Your breath hitched in fear. "N-no— not again, not so soon—"

You arched your back as the tentacle began to pump you in long, lazy strokes, stimulating the sensitive tip of your cock in a way that made your toes curl and sent sparks up and down your legs. You moaned loudly, shuddering as a second orgasm began to build in your core.

"N-nnngh, ahh, ahh..." The tentacle curled around your cock felt so good, so warm and pleasant, that you thought you would start purring. "D-don't stop... please..." Ayato smiled at this, brushing his hands over your upper arms and bringing them to your chest.

You gasped and whimpered as something began to nudge at your hole, feeling Ayato's fingers rub against your nipples at the same time. "A-ahh..." The stimulation was so much, so strong, but you never wanted it to stop.

You mewled as Thoma pushed the first of a string of anal beads into your hole, which clenched around the toy. Your body tensed, shaking as more beads entered you, smooth and round against your insides. "M-mmh— f-feels good..." Your core was taut, the sensations overwhelmingly enjoyable. "F-full..."

"Good boy," Thoma murmured. Your eyes crinkled at the praise. He brushed your cheek, then moved across your face to prod gently at your lips. You were silenced as he pushed two fingers into your mouth, obediently licking and sucking them.

You let out a muffled squeal as Thoma suddenly bent his head and lowered it to your exposed neck, sucking sharply. Your eyelids fluttered as pleasure hummed through your body, leaving you breathy and light-headed. "I... I'm going to cum... a-again..."

"Do it," Ayato breathed, his eyes fixed on your delirious face. "Cum for us, darling."

You writhed in his arms as the tentacle found a particularly sensitive spot and set a merciless pace, your moans increasing in volume and desperation as the tension in your body shuddered and threatened to splinter like a sheet of ice. "Ahh— ahh— A-Ayato—!"

Pleasure erupted in your body, roaring out of you so hard that the world went white. You were dimly aware of your fluids staining Ayato's once-fine clothes. Thoma began to steadily pull out the anal beads, granting you a sensation unlike any you had felt before. Your eyes crossed, the orgasm so powerful that you could not speak.

You cried in Ayato's arms when it was over, too weak to fight the shudders forcing their way through your body. Your toes flexed meekly against the soiled bedsheets as Thoma wrapped his arms around your chest, breathing praise into your ears. They stroked your tired body for a while, letting you rest and catch your breath.

When you finally came to, Ayato was gazing at you, waiting for you to calm down. You squeaked as he cupped your ass and hauled you closer to him, the bulge of his erection straining through his pants. "You have had your fun," he purred into your ear as he unfastened himself, grinding against you. "Now it's our turn." He lined himself up with your slick, overstimulated hole.

"W-wait—" you began hesitantly, your voice rising into a hoarse cry as Ayato grabbed your hips roughly and pushed you down all the way. "Stop, stop, too much," you burbled, high from the feeling of his length pressing against your walls. "Ah, hah, don't stop, Ayato, ah—"

"Don't forget about me," Thoma pouted. He began to rub against you from behind, his hands squeezing your ass. "Do you think you can take both of us at the same time, hmm?"

You frantically shook your head no, not trusting your mouth as pleasure throbbed through your body. Ayato chuckled and adjusted his angle and began to hit a spot that made you spasm and shudder, heat pooling in your legs and spreading to your toes.

"Aw, well, let's try it anyway, alright?" You stiffened as Thoma pressed against your hole, mewling in protest as your body expanded to accommodate both cocks. It was quite the stretch, but Thoma had already lubed up, and the pain faded into ripples of pleasure that had you curling your toes.

"That's a rather interesting expression you have there," Ayato noted idly as he stimulated you. "I do wonder, can we get you to cry again?"

Your eyes widened.

They did get you to cry.

They seemed to never tire. You came again and again, your wails turning into sobs that died away into nothing, your hole nearly numb as they forced another orgasm out of your tired, shaking, soaked body. "Please..." you rasped, so faint that you could barely hear yourself. "T-tired..." You whimpered quietly as your cum cooled on your stomach.

Finally, finally, they stopped. The ecstasy felt like leaving your body and leaping into the air, but it hurt after a while. You shuddered, your muscles tensing irregularly as you tried to control yourself.

Without pulling out, they arranged themselves more comfortably, tucking you between them. Ayato shifted in the bed so he could glance down at you, with your red cheeks and the tears streaking down your face, your lower lip trembling. He cupped your face tenderly, brushing away the tears with his thumb. "You look so sweet," he murmured.

"H-have I been good?" you whispered, hating yourself for needing to hear it. Was this enough? This warmth inside your body, pressing all of you together?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: this probably isn't as wholesome and sfw as the anon was imagining lmao sorry i got carried away

You pushed open your front door, sighing as you shrugged off your jacket and hung it on the coatrack. It had been a rough day at work, and you were tired.

"Meow." Diluc lifted his head, gazing at you from the couch. "Hi, (y/n)." He sat up, the bell on his collar jingling, his ears twitching.

"Hey," you murmured, walking over to sit down on the couch and pat him. He nuzzled against your hand, his red ears and hair soft and fluffy. You scratched his ears and tickled him under his chin, listening to him purr. "Were you a good boy today, Diluc?"

He nodded, laying his head in your lap. You patted his head vigorously, rubbing him between the ears. "Good."

Diluc looked up at you with adorable, hopeful eyes as you pulled your hand away. You gave him a half-hearted smile, your mind still lost in the stress of your day. He pawed at you, and you draped an arm around him.

Diluc mewled sadly, sitting up and cupping your face in his hands. His ears twitched. "(Y/n)? Are you okay?"

You smiled at the sight of him. "Don't worry about me. Do you want to play for a bit?"

Diluc's tail stood straight up, the fluffy red tip twitching happily. "Meow!"

You picked up the cat wand from the coffee table, dangling the end in front of Diluc's face. "Mmmrrh..." He grabbed it and hugged it to his chest. You gently pulled it away, letting the little toy sway in the air. Diluc caught it again, his tail swishing back and forth as he held the end of the wand. "Meow."

You laughed, watching Diluc's eyes cross in the effort to look at the little toy. He grinned at you happily, his ears twitching. "Come here, Diluc," you said softly, opening your arms for a hug.

Diluc crawled into your lap, purring. You raised your eyebrows as you felt something hard brush your thigh. "Oh? What's this?"

Diluc froze, pulling away and glancing at you sheepishly. "Uh..." He tucked his hands between his thighs in an attempt to hide how hard he was, blushing furiously. "I... uh... meow..."

"Don't be shy." You smiled, patting his head. Diluc purred softly. "Do you want to?"

Diluc nodded eagerly, his tail curling and uncurling behind him. "Meow!"

"Come here, then." You reached for the boxes hidden under the coffee table, pulling out a vibrator.

Diluc's eyes widened as you reached for his pants and pulled them down, revealing his hard cock. You turned on the vibrator and pressed it against Diluc's slit, slowly circling it around his glistening tip. Diluc whimpered softly, his tail shuddering as you began to slide your hand up and down his shaft.

"Mmmrh... nnngh... mmm..." Diluc moaned softly, his eyes growing soft. "A-Ah... (y/n)..." You watched him tremble, his tail winding around your arm. "Mmmm..."

He shuddered as you turned the vibrator up to its maximum setting, sliding it up and down his slit. "A-Ah... (y/n)... r-right there... please..." He moaned softly, grabbing your wrist and holding it in place. "Ah... mmm..." You held the vibrator in place, watching his expression. His ears twitched adorably, curling in. "Ah..."

Diluc's whole body suddenly stiffened, his breath coming in short, quick pants. He squeezed his eyes shut, his tail whipping from side to side. "Ah—(y/n)—I'm gonna—ah—"

You turned off the vibrator.

"Meow?! Mmmmrf?!" Diluc whined, looking at you with desperate, pleading eyes. He whimpered, biting his lip and rocking back and forth, his cock dripping precum. "P-Please..." You gently swatted his hand as he moved it toward his cock.

You patted his head, scratching gently behind his ears. "If you're good, I'll let you cum soon, okay? Not yet, though." Diluc lowered his gaze, rubbing against your palm. He whined softly. "Good boy."

You pressed the vibrator against him, slowly rolling it over his tip. "Does this feel good?"

"Ah—yes—mmm—ah—ahh—" Diluc gasped, throwing his head back. "Nngh—ah—ahh—" He shuddered, his eyes rolling back in his head. "Gonna—" He whined as you turned off the vibrator, looking up at you with desperate eyes.

"Now, now, I said you couldn't cum yet," you scolded, tapping him on the nose. "Not yet." Diluc whimpered.

You edged him a few more times, always stopping before he could find relief. Diluc tried to hide his building orgasm, but you could tell when he was close. As you edged him more and more, he became worse at hiding his climax, eventually giving up altogether.

"Mmmrh!" Diluc jerked away from the vibrator, whimpering. "Please..." His cock was drenched in precum, his tip throbbing. Some of the clear fluid had dripped between his thighs, staining the throw rug on the couch. You gently pressed the vibrator against his tip, and Diluc arched his back, sobbing.

"So cute," you murmured, watching him squirm. You pulled the vibrator away, and he wailed, curling into a ball. Diluc pressed his knees together, thrashing.

"Good boy." You gently touched the vibrator to his slit, turning it to the highest setting but barely brushing his skin.

"Ah—no more—please!" Diluc cried out, his tail whipping back and forth. "Please!" He couldn't stop himself from shuddering. "Please..."

"Do you want to cum?" you asked, still circling Diluc's tip with the vibrator. You gently lifted his head, taking in the sight of his flushed, tear-stained face, his eyes hazy with lust.

He nodded frantically. "Yesyesyes pleasepleasepleaseplease—"

"Okay," you whispered in Diluc's ear, gently stroking his head. He purred with relief as you pressed the vibrator against him. You were having trouble holding it in place; his cock was slick with precum, and it didn't help that he couldn't stay still. But Diluc was so close, it didn't really matter anyway.

"AH—" Diluc let out a hoarse cry as he finally came, long ropes of white spurting out of his cock. He came all over the vibrator and your hands, throwing his head back in bliss. He whimpered as he came down from his high, his tongue lolling out of his mouth.

You lifted your arm, licking some of his cum off your wrist. "Good boy, Diluc." You sat down, and he curled up in your lap, purring softly as you stroked his ears. "Such a good boy."