"And though I'd like to stand by him, can't shake this feeling that I have..."
Sammy — 18 — It/it's
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THIS BLOG CONTAINS NSFW CONTENT!
Now I pretty lax with what I will write for, I don't only write smut, and I am fine with most kinks and tropes, but I do have some hard boundaries that I expect everyone to respect.
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I write for Twst characters btw, and if you couldn't already tell I am partial to Skully~
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Crocodiles can go through 4,000 teeth in their lifetime.
Crocodiles have weak opening jaw muscles, this allows you to hold their mouths closed with bare hands (do noy attempt) they also can't sweat, rather they almost pant to cool down. and! the saltwater crocodile is the animal with the strongest bite force (that is currently alive)
sorry I am a reptile fan
Contains: men whimpering ofc, Baur doesn't last long because crocs only mate for a few minutes, it's okie though because he has fast recovery, consent is sexy as always, men in lingerie (duh), porn with feelings, thigh/chest biting (on Baur)
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It was a moment of peace you had found. Sitting alone in the library of the palace, a place the princess wouldn't look for you, or at least not for a while. You reclined on a spacious chair. Plush with green velvet, a dark wood as the base. The curtains open showing the dark skies just beyond, beautiful stars and the shining moon helped the candles light the room. The summer heat did not reach you within the confines of the library. And the Silence, it was blissful. All you could hear was the faint sound of wind trapped behind the walls. A heavenly sound after being yelled at by her majesty in front of the court, it was a simple mistake you had made, you couldn't even recall what it was you did. And yet you were ridiculed.
“Quite the scene you caused.” A stern yet teasing voice spoke up, you’d be startled had you not heard him approaching. “And you’re getting sloppy, I could hear you before you reached the door.”
Baur walked up behind you and placed his hands on the back of your chair. “You are one to talk.”
You scowled at him, you were once a soldier like him, fought alongside him and your general for many years. Until, you were wounded too much to continue forward in battle. Going down a leg was not easy to manage. And being nobly discharged was not fun either. Sure you were given a job at the palace to account for loss of income, but you’d rather take to the battlefield than deal with the princess and her whining. Not that you’d ever voice that out loud.
“State your business soldier. If you have none then leave me be.” Baur shifted behind you, “I wished to speak to you.” circling around to face you he leaned over you in the chair. You have known Baur for many decades, but never had you seen him look at you with such a hunger. A deep desire, one that made you feel small under him.
Or perhaps that was simply the fact you were much smaller.
Either way you glanced up at him, meeting his eyes. “And what is it you’d like to speak about?” Neither of you wanted to look away, even as the tense in the room became suffocating. His eyes were so pretty, all of him was pretty you thought.
Where was this coming from? You’d be lying if you said you’ve never thought of your friend like this, but you had been so good repressing all thoughts and feelings of him like this.
Baur leaned back and reached a hand to you, asking you to join him. A silently pleading look on his face, one you have come to love like all the rest of him. You rolled your eyes and sat up, taking the fae’s hand as you followed him down the long halls you call home. You could recognise the path to your chambers as you passed the portrait of the queen in her youth. Her haunting eyes felt like they were trailing you both. Reaching your door you were quick to open it, Baur seemed a moment away from snapping, and if it was in any other context you’d be concerned about what was the matter. But you had a pretty good guess as to what he was feeling right now. And you felt the same, many years of battle together and you never worked up the courage to tell him how you felt, but fate seemed to pull you together nonetheless.
Leading him into your room you were promptly picked up and carried to your bed. “I lost a leg, not the ability to walk, you know.” Baur bit his lip, fangs grazing his bottom lip. He looked around the room for a moment, thinking over his words carefully. “I wanted to speak to you, and…show you something should you give your consent. I’ve longed to say this to you and there is no better time than now.”
He dropped to his knees before you, his arm crossed across his chest in declaration, “I wanted to share my unyielding love for you and should you permit it I’d like to show you the extent of my love.” His face was turned down and eyes closed tightly. Like he feared you would attack him. You blinked a few times in surprise, you had seen this coming but still it was completely different to hear it from Baur himself.
“I…shall permit it.”
He lifted his shirt over his head to reveal the prettiest green lace, detailed patterns embroidered on, the fabric hugging him in all the right places. The nicest sight you’ve seen in a while.
Oh seven above you were going to ruin this fae.
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His skin was littered with marks. Thighs and chest adoring hickies and love bites, he panted softly as you dragged your hand across the lacey bra he wore, it was really shocking to you that he’d get all dressed up for you. Delicately wrapped in the prettiest of clothes.
“Please, continue.” Baur looked away, feeling a bit pathetic for begging you to stop messing with him, to stop tugging down the bustier and sucking on his chest. But you weren't done savoring the moment, how could you rush at such a time like this?
No, you intended to make him suffer for a bit longer.
Baur grabbed the back of your head and brought you into a heated kiss, tongue lapping at your lips asking you to let him in. You tugged at his hair pulling him away as he whimpered like a mutt. “Now, don't you want this to last? We have all night sergeant.” He glared at you, a pout clear on his face. “Don’t you know it’s rude to be such a tease?” Baur grumbled out, moving to leave open mouth kisses down your neck, sharp teeth threatening to break your skin should you keep him waiting. You sighed, it would seem your lover wasn’t a patient one. Oh well.
Taking your hand you traced down his body, stopping to pinch him on the stomach, if only to make his abs tense. He was sculpted beautifully, from his shining eyes to his scales running down his body, every part of him was stunning. You allowed your hand to rest on the bulge in his panties. The room felt hotter than the summer heat outside, almost too hot. The green haired fae before you jolted up to meet your hand. A desperate effort to make you let him control the pace, you began to gently stroke his dick. The fabric prevents him from feeling the warm touch of your hand. He reached down to pull your dress up enough to reach into your undergarments. Baur matched your teasing pace, occasionally dipping his fingers into your wet heat slightly, a taste of what was to come should you quit your games. “You act like you’ll die if I don't let you bed me this very moment.” “I very well might.” he bit back.
“Very well, but next time we go slow.” Baur became shy at the thought of another night with you, but he couldn’t falter now that he has gotten what he has wanted for decades. Not when you lay back and spread yourself so nice for him. He slotted himself between your legs, a sway to his hips as he did. As he leaned over you he let out a growl, deep and clear. Looking at you with pleading eyes. You had assumed he wanted you to say you wanted him just as much as you. “Baur please, I want you so bad, please show me how much you love me.” He looked like he was about to cry, instead he gruffly replied “So now you want to hurry along. Very well, for you حبيبي I will do anything.”
He pulled down your panties with precision, a man with one goal in mind, to make you feel good. Staring at your pussy with a fascination he nervously began to part your folds. He plunged one finger in, looking up to your face to confirm you weren’t in any pain. The way you twitched and moaned slightly only empowered him to slowly drag his finger back and forth. “Ah….Baur please, keep going.” He immediately slipped another finger in and nipped at your throat. Seconds felt like hours as his slow pace continued, slowly adding more fingers until four stretched you out. Your voice was already beginning to give out from all the begging. Now you regret making Baur wait so long, he seemed all too cheery paying you back for earlier.
“هعمل زي ما انت عايز يا حبيبي” he pulled back only to push himself against you, grinding down on you, trying to enter you without having to raise himself off you for even a moment. And once he did manage to slip in your back arched and a gargled noise of shock, he was big, shouldn’t be a shock considering the rest of him was also big. But when you felt him enter you you were grateful he had taken such care to stretch you beforehand. It felt good if not a bit uncomfortable, “you are…so warm.” Baur’s voice was muffled against your skin. A deep rumble came the back of his throat as he tested the waters with a shallow thrust. You keened, a wail that echoed in your small room. Baur did it again, and again. Until he had started to build up a steady pace. His body being that of a soldier allowed him to maintain his speed all while pressing deeper. Your nails embedded themselves in his skin. Soon he would be sporting the marks of your pleasure with a sense of pride. “Baur!” you squealed like a broken record.
All too quickly Baur’s hips began to jerk, his movements all but stopping as he released, a whine escaped him that if he had been in the right mind he’d be embarrassed by. Instead he began to whine against your neck, licking and sucking hickies on your skin.
You stared at the roof, though pleasurable you had not been able to get off yourself. You wondered if it was even worth it to complain. Not long did you have to ponder before his lips were on yours and you could feel him trying to slip his dick back to your warmth that he craved.
It would seem your lover was up for round 2.
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هعمل زي ما انت عايز يا حبيبي = "I will do as you wish, my dear"
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had a dream last night where jade and I worked at a bakery/cafe together. And he was being all flirty and shit, only for my brother to come and wake me up 🙄
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I saw you wanted some ideas and I thought, maybe I could request a skully x reader (already dating) where the reader was never allowed to celebrate Halloween, and asked Skully if they could celebrate it together and for him to show them the most exciting parts of Halloween
(If you don’t wish to do this request you can ignore!)
"Halloween 101!"
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Ehhh short but I think sweet, also Skully glaze because I love my husband
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“Why my dearest companion, you simply are a natural!” Pumpkin guts were smeared across your lover’s face, his hair tied back and his usual sunglasses replaced with his prescription pair. Halloween might have been the only thing Skully loved more than you… might. And what better way to experience the holiday for the first time than with the king of Halloween himself? The ghostly young man didn’t let you rest for even a second.
“All members of Halloween town have a special part to play! We have been tasked by the great pumpkin king himself to carve all the pumpkins. What an honor!” He twirled about as he spoke,his joy soon catching to you as you giggled along with his antics.
If only you knew how many pumpkins you’d be carving.
After the first ten it began to lose its appeal, not to your beloved Skully though. No he was still as chipper as ever. You had to do something, anything, else. “Is this all there is to Halloween? Not that I’m not having fun Skully…just I think maybe we should do something else for a bit” Skully halted with the look of a kicked puppy. Before quickly gaining back his charming smile you love so much.
“Very well! I shall show you, my dearest companion, the wonders of my beloved Halloween!” Jumping to his feet he threw his arms in the air, before then reaching down to offer you a hand up.
“Now…what to do, what to do.. We can go trick or treating. Or perhaps we shall haunt the streets of town!” twirling you in a waltz as he meandered on, his passion for the night shining as brightly as the jack-o-lanterns you had carved.
With a guide as knowledgeable as your boyfriend you knew you’d get the full Halloween experience.
The town of Halloween was busy with preparations, monsters and creatures of dark all working with a frightening joy to fulfill their duty, mummified children running around screaming and wailing. Vampires sulking in the shadows as you passed by. The trick or treat trio is already getting to work on their tricks. Skully held you close as to keep you from getting caught up in all the chaos, every so often looking at you to see your reactions.
You first stopped to chat with the witches, they gushed about what a horrifyingly cute couple the two of you made, Skully waving his hand with a blush. “Oh you lovely ladies, you flatter us so!” You couldn’t help but giggle at him, so proper all the time, so adorable.
The king of Halloween made sure to show you everything, taking you all around town as you were scared at every turn, from the snakes big enough to swallow you whole to the ghouls hiding within the faces of pumpkins. And yet Skully took care to keep you from getting harmed, though that didn’t mean you didn’t get jostled a bit. On occasion you’d get poked and prodded, a few shrikes making their way from you. Your company keeping you on edge the whole night.
To finish off the night the two of you sat together on the fountain dead center of town, sitting shoulder to shoulder as Skully held a bag of wrapped candies for you to share, the pale moonlight bathing you in an ethereal glow. Or at least that would be what Skully would say. You felt his arm wrap you, caging you between himself and the fountain, leaning down towards you you could feel his breath on your face. Lips just barely apart he whispered, “Trick or treat my love…” waiting for you to respond, now how did he want you to answer that? And seven above how did he make that sound so hot?!
“Trick?” you muttered in, only to yelp as you were shoved into the water below, Skully laughed above you, quickly reaching over the ledge to help you out. Not expecting you to grab his gloved hand and pull him in after you. Landing atop of you both of you groaning from the impact.
For a moment you looked at each other, you wanted so badly to be mad, but who could stay mad at him? Soon the both of you were laughing loudly. Drawing the attention of townsfolk. “Well played! A trick for a trick~” Leaning forward Skully kissed you, “And of course, a treat!”
a/n: another sebek fic in less than 24h 😂 because I remembered croc faes canonically gets sleepy when it’s cold and Sebek wraps himself in blankets when he sleeps… this is what I chose to do with that info. Mind empty… only Sebek
“Sebek…” the words left your lips in a sleepy haze. You had been pulled into Sebek’s blanket burrito somewhere along the night, unable to move with him nuzzled into you and the blanket wrapping rather tightly around you both.
Cute. You remembered the word crossing your mind the first time you had figured out Sebek had a habit of wrapping himself in blankets when sleeping. Especially during the colder months. You just didn’t think you’d fall victim to it.
He groans at your movement but showed no signs of waking. The sun was not awake yet after all.
You shifted again, just slightly. This time he stirred. It was subtle, the faint tension of someone surfacing from sleep. Something about him sharpened, just briefly. Then his eyes opened slightly and met yours. You could almost feel it, the way his body went from loose and dead to the world to aware.
You freeze. Prepared if he were to yell in your ear at that very second. You could tell his guard was up. He seemed to stay like that for a few seconds, perhaps assessing the situation.
Then— nothing.
He hadn’t sensed any threat. The tension left him as quickly as it came, “…’s just you.” You hear a small murmur and then he was asleep again within seconds, his grip not loosening at all.
You stared at the ceiling, heart doing something embarrassing. You waited until your heart wasn’t drumming as loud against your chest before trying again.
"Sebek." A little louder this time. He made a sound that was not even close to a word and turned his face into your shoulder.
"Sebek, I can’t move—"
He nuzzled deeper into you. The cold of night seems to make your warmth all the more enticing.
"Sebek—"
A low groan. His arms tightened. At that point you were almost sure no force on earth could undo the blanket burrito that is Sebek —and you seem to be apart of the ingredient this time.
You sighed in defeat, your gaze decided to settle on his sleeping face instead. His expression was so completely unguarded it almost wasn't fair. All that loud, rigid, relentless intensity, just gone. He looked younger. Softer. The furrow between his brows that seemed permanent during waking hours had smoothed out entirely.
Cute, you thought, again, helplessly, for what was probably the hundredth time. You were going to be here for a while. You closed your eyes.
Fine, you decided. Fine. A little longer.
His breathing was slow and even against your neck. Outside the sky was still a deep, dark hue, not yet ready to be morning. It took a while until your heart settled down and you were finally lulled to sleep.
Contains: grinding, author being a boob guy and projecting, GN reader, bath sex
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Babysitting the Leech twins was hell, between the pranks and biting you have to wonder why you stick around.
And the answer to that is quite simple really, they have a VERY hot mom. With long hair that was somehow naturally blue and black, and sharp teeth you could imagine biting into you. Always dressed in what Magicam would call “mob wife” outfits that suited her perfectly.
Ms. Leech or Georgina as she insisted you call her is a wealthy widow. You weren't sure exactly what she does for work, your only clues being “this and that’ and being told she took up her dead husband’s work. The pay you get for babysitting her demon children is far more than the average babysitter wage. So she must be doing well for herself.
Back to the hellspawn you babysat.
They were the reason you are currently hung from the ceiling, blood rushing to your head and legs tied up like an animal at a butch shop.
Jade had bought a new book on knots, something he said would be useful for sailing and hiking. And who better to test it on than you?
Not like you agreed, the damn kids had tricked you once again, Floyd had hidden and jade cried about not knowing where to find him. You could tell it was a set up. No matter how well Jade played to part. But you couldn’t risk him telling the truth and not helping. Mama leech would not approve, so you rolled your eyes and followed him down the long twisted halls of the manor. Only to step into their trap. A rope rigged to pull you up once it was stepped in.
Floyd was laughing his ass off, Jade snickering behind a gloved hand. You yelled at them to let you down. Trashing and spinning yourself, which only served to make you sick and them laugh harder.
“Cichlids looks like a fish on a hook! hahaha!” “You’re right Floyd they do.”
“Boys…”
All of you jumped at the sound of Georgina’s voice. She looked only slightly annoyed, tapping her foot and smirking with a “What the hell is this??” look.
“THEY TIED ME UP!!” you yelled. Georgina approached you, inspecting the knot work. “Very good Jade, but you should know better than to tie up your babysitter, next time use your brother.”
Both boys sighed before giving a “Yes mama.” then giggling to themselves and running off down the hall.
It took Georgina a minute to get you down, though you suspect she took her sweet time doing so. Once you were finally down you heard her mutter something to you, “Now, now, next time I should be the one tying you up~”
Surely just the blood rush.
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Cooking dinner for the tweels (as you had taken to calling them) was always a struggle, well cooking for Floyd was at least, Jade would eat anything. The only problem was making enough for him. Floyd on the other hand…he wasn't picky per se. Sure he disliked mushrooms but other than that he was fine. But it was him constantly changing his mind that was the issue.
You had managed to make something they both wanted and had earned yourself a nice 20 or so minutes to relax on the fancy couch in the loungeroom. You sat scrolling on your phone, liking the occasional post from a friend. When you heard the front door unlocking, odd, Ms. Leech usually doesn’t get home until almost midnight. And yet you saw her walk into the lounge.
“I assume the boys are eating?” She asked with a smile, “Yes ma’am.” “Good”
She took off her hat and hung it on the hat stand next to her, it was sculpted to look like eels emerging from coral. Very fitting for the home's ocean theme.
“The boys have playdates scheduled for today. Once they finish eating please see to it they are ready to go.” “Of course”
That was another odd thing, she had texted you this morning about needing you to babysit overnight, and while Georgina could be impulsive at times she never had asked you to come over unless she actually needed you to watch her sons. Deciding not to dwell on it you simply got the boys to finish eating and get ready. Floyd hadn’t wanted to go until he heard he’d be having a playdate with Azul, their friend since birth you had learned. His family was sweet, you had even babysat for them a few times on Georgina’s recommendation of you to Mrs. and Mr. Ashengrotto. You felt bad for the kid having to put up with the twins.
Floyd took the longest to get ready, for he kept changing his mind on what shirt he should wear. Once you got them out the door and into the awaiting car you grabbed your bag to leave, “And where are you off to amore?~” You felt your skin prickle from the pet name, not to mention the sultry way it had left her lips. You watched as she approached you like a predator stalking towards its prey.
“I thought- Did you still need me?”
God you were so embarrassed, stuttering like that in front of the hottest woman you had ever seen.
“Well…I was thinking you and I could enjoy a nice bath together. I know my boys can be a handful, and I am very grateful for you,” she continued on but all you could focus on was the “bath” and “together”
Did…did she really mean that?!
Not that you’d be opposed, just that it seemed so sudden! “So, what do you say amore? Shall I run us a bath?”
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Her tub was huge, bigger than the ones the tweels had. And the bathroom was one of the prettiest you had seen. The room somehow had a glow that resembled the appearance of being underwater, with the partners reflecting off the tiled walls, the mirror was within an eel like frame. And you could see a bunch of expensive bath salts.
The tub was already filled with water, you could see the steam rising as you took notice of the rose petals.
“Rose petals are good for the skin you know, that’s how I remain so youthful fufuf~”
You highly doubt that was the only reason for the flowers but you weren’t going to say anything that could ruin this moment.
From behind you you heard the ruffling of fabric before she spoke once more, “Oh my it seems I can reach the zipper,” she turned her back to you as to show you the problem. “Would you be a dear and help me out?”
You didn’t need to be told twice, you grabbed the zipper and slowly pulled down, careful not to ruin the dress you were sure was worth more than what you make in a year. As you pulled the zipper you saw a tattoo being exposed the further down you went. And the gorgeous design was very detailed, it must have taken a long time to finish.
And you guessed it, the tattoo was of an eel, “a moray.”
“Yes?” you heard her giggle, “No dear it is a moray eel, though I’m glad you’ve taken to the name.” Well that was embarrassing.
Once she shimmied out the dress she began working on her bra and panties. You also undressed though being less careful than her.
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The bath was the perfect temperature, you were right by Georgina’s side, your face pressed against her shoulder, leaving you eye level with her breast. You hadn’t expected her to take a hold of your head and lay it against her. But like with everything that had happened that night you were complaining.
Her clawed hands massaged your scalp. It felt nice. So nice you wondered if you could fall asleep like this, until you felt that hand drift down, lower and lower, reaching all the way to your tailbone. Your eyes were wide. Your breath hitched as you felt her rubbing circles.
“You work so hard, I’m impressed.”
Her free hand cupped the back of your head and pulled you closer to her bosom. “Mpf?!”
You soon relaxed into her, if she was putting down what you were picking up you were all for it.
You felt the hand that was once gently caressing your dip even lower, grabbing at your ass, pulling you closer. For a moment both of you were still, then you felt her grind against you, her clit catching against your pelvis, both of you rolled against each other the second time.
Soon you had set a steady rhythm. You and her panting and moaning, yours being muffled by her boobs. The water in the tub splashed on the ground as her pace picked up, you could feel your muscles tensing as the burning pleasure coursed through your veins. You couldn’t tell who came first all you could you knew was the taste of her flesh as you bit her and the smell of salt and rose.
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This came to me in a dream...kinda, the dream was just Sebek and Ace jerking off to...me (kinda cringe writing that tbh) But I wanted to expand on it, main point in the dream was how it took place on a bench in the courtyard of NRC
GENDER NEUTRAL READER!! But they are described to be black though, because I saw a post about needing more POC reader inserts and I was like "yeah". I'm Indian so I'm not all knowing in all fields of being a person of color, so if I make mistakes or get something wrong please (kindly) let me know. I want to make my writings inclusive to all types of people and feedback or suggestion is much appreciated
Also, 2 posts in less than 24 hours i'm on a roll babe
Contains: Men whimpering (would it even be a mx-graves fic without it?) no penetration, jerking off Ace and Sebek. Biting, making out. semi-public sex
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Two loud mouths that’s what your idiot (affectionate) friends are.
Honestly you could see this from Ace, he was always checking you out. Dummy thought he was subtle. But anyone could see the way his eyes landed on your ass, how he seemed to always walk behind you, even when you walked slowly as hell.
It was that that got you here. You had been chatting with Ace when Sebek joined, already out of the blue for him since you always had to chase him down to get him to talk with you.
Ace was walking you back to your dorm, “It’s dark out, and It would be kinda lame if you died or something" Usual Ace behavior.
“Yes! Human I shall also escort you to your dormitory as is the proper thing to do for someone who is weaker,” really you stopped listening after that, what got your attention was your beloved green haired headache turning his yelling to Ace.
“YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF!!”
You stopped walking, preparing to settle whatever Ace did to set off Sebek. What caught your attention was the way Ace looked almost embarrassed, his cheeks were heating up and he was trying to get Sebek to shut up.
“What did he do this time?” Sebek looked at you with pity, or something close to it. And your red head friend looks like he was caught red handed.
“TRAPPOLA WAS LOOKING AT YOUR…” Sebek looked away trying to find a way to put it that didn’t sound so dirty.
“My ass?” you had to maintain your best poker face, even though what was happening was the funniest thing to go on all week.
Ace went wide eyed and Sebek gasped and clutched his nonexistent pearls. “YOU DIDN”T HAVE TO USE SUCH LANGUAGE! But.. Yes. ACE apologize to them this instant!”
“Yeah Ace, apologize.” you really didn’t care all that much, you knew Ace had a thing for you for a while, but you are only human. How could you pass up the chance to watch him suffer like this?
Ace pouted but still forced out some muttered words, “I’m, sorry.”
Sebek wouldn’t drop it though, lecturing on about how as a young man he should be more noble and something about how the great Malleus would be disappointed if he ever found out.
You picked up your pace, intending to get home before it got too late. Ace followed behind, clearly timing to out pace Sebek, but the young knight was not having that.
After a while your friend snapped back “OK I GET IT! Jeez, just because you don’t have a chance with them doesn’t mean you have to be such a dick.” Say what now?
“And who says you have a chance with me?” Ace looked at you with a raging blush, “well I just thought- I mean we always-...You don’t like me?” Of course you did, his boyish charms had captivated you, but you couldn’t let him have that bit of information right now, lest you put Sebek in an awkward position.
“I mean, you're nice and all, but Sebek…” Now Sebek was also looking at you with a blush. You stepped closer, and he tensed up so hard he could have pulled a muscle. “Just look at him~”
“WHAT!? Oh come on! I’d be way better than him! I actually would have time for you, unlike mister “Malleus’ retainer”
“HOW COULD YOU BE A BETTER ROMANTIC PARTNER?! I AM FAR SUPERIOR!”
If they kept screaming at each other you’d have to answer to a pissed off teacher soon, and that would not be fun, unlike what you were planning for them.
“Boys, boys, let’s not fight, let's sit down and talk about this civilly.” You gestured to a bench not too far off. A lone lamp barely lighting it. Sebek huffed and Ace brought a hand to the back of his neck, rubbing it as he always did when nervous.
But regardless of their bitterness to each other in the moment they followed you to where you had taken a seat. Making sure to sit on opposite sides of you.
“Now, Ace, be real. Do you like me?” Ace scowled, crossing his arms and tapped his foot on the floor. “Why do you care? You seem all to please with crocodile boy.”
Sebek took a breath, surely to begin his ranting once more, only to be stopped when you placed a hand on his knee. He once more tensed, but he didn’t brush your hand off like you expected. “Ace, I never said I didn’t like you.” He side eyed you, “Ok, but you like Sebek more huh?”
Ok maybe you shouldn’t have played up your feelings for Sebek to mess with Ace. Not to say you didn't have feelings for the green haired boy, he was grade A beef with a side of attitude, something you liked in your men. But Ace had proved to be as loyal to you as Sebek was to his horned prince.
You took your other hand and cupped Ace’s jaw, pulling him closer and kissing him. In his shock he froze, before recovering and kissing you back, his hand landed on your hair. Pushing your head closer to get a better taste of the cherry matcha chapstick you wore.
Sebek let out a quiet shriek behind you, before he could start running his unoccupied mouth you began moving your hand up his thigh. Again he didn’t stop you, rather he put his hand on your, still letting you move it as you pleased. His thighs were muscular, as expected from him. Ace, not liking you giving Sebek some of your attention, released your lips and moved to your neck, pulling you uniform shirt to the side enough to begin sucking. You almost rolled your eyes at how much of an attention whore the cutie was.
Sebek shifted closer, leaning down to kiss your cheek, his eyes were shut so tightly, and that kiss was more of a headbutt. But it was cute none the less, you turned to him and kissed him, resulting in him yelping from surprise.
His lack of experience was clear, and same with Ace though he was obviously trying to hide that.
Sandwiched between two boys, it was impossible for this to not proceed further, not that it wasn’t a welcome change of pace.
Ace began sloppily groping you through your clothes, the layers making it a bit awkward. But Ace didn’t let that last long, making quick work to untuck your shirt from your trousers. His hand was warm, much unlike Sebek’s. You guided his hand, intent on coaching the guy to please you right. Meanwhile Sebek pressed gentle kisses along your neck and hands on your forearms. Ace, ever eager, used his other hand to undo your belt, struggling so much you reached down to help.
“WAIT!” Sebek whisper-shouted, “We are in the courtyard, some one might see!”
“Honesly dude I couldn’t care less right now.” Ace shot back unbuttoning your pants as Sebek barred his teeth.
“You’re free to leave Sebek, don’t feel like you have to do anything you don’t want to.” You reassured him, he glanced toward where Ace was pulling you pants down enough to see your underwear. “It..I would like to continue, I simply worry that someone might see us, and as his majesty Malleus’-” “Oh my seven shut up about him, you’ve got this fine babe right and you’re tripping out about that Draconia dude.”
Sebek looked like he was about to blow a fuse, to prevent that you yanked him by the tie, putting that loud mouth to use against yours.
He melted immediately, hand reaching slipping under your hair to hold the nape of your neck. For a few moments you made out with Sebek, occasionally his fangs would nip you lips, resulting in him pulling back a bit to apologize. Meanwhile Ace was trying to mark up your stomach with bite marks, after realizing hickeys wouldn’t be as clear. Speaking of clear, you could see the clear outline of Sebek’s hard on through his dress pants. Surely that couldn’t be comfortable, and if you were to guess Ace was in the same predicament.
Lucky for them you have two hands and a want to please them. You dragged your hand down the green haired fae’s chest, before stopping right above his dick, giving him a chance to turn you down. But rather he bucked his hips up to meet your hand, a low grumble in his throat, much like one of a crocodile. Cute.
Ace grabbed your hand before you could reach him, “No fair, you can’t just forget about me.”
“I was getting to you Ace be patient” You rolled your eyes but smirked at him even so. You were practically jerking them off through their pants. Ace was rubbing your hand across his lengths, quick and firm. Sebek on the other hand was letting you pick the pace, whimpering against you, trying his best to hide the sounds. If Ace wasn’t drunk on the feeling he’d be teasing the Croc. Not that he was doing any better, his whines that he tried his hardest to muffle were like music to your ears, not everyday you get to see them like this.
Sebek was getting closer to his high if his volume was anything to go by, you almost moved your hand to cover his mouth before realizing it was occupied, so you opted to kiss him once more, no sooner than your lips meeting did he cum, his pants slowly soaking. He bit into you shoulder to muffle the high pitched moan he let out, you hissed in pain quickly distracted by Ace collapsing onto you, pantig like a dog and gently humping up into your hand, he too had reached his peak and now both men were trying to calm their racing hearts.
“So um- thanks for that?” Geez he was so awkward, to be expected of Ace Trappola.
“Pft, you’re very welcome Ace, now are you guys still walking me to my dorm?” Sebek began standing up, offering a hand to both you and Ace, “Yes. Let's go before anyone starts asking questions.”
Lowkey this short af, I'm so tired from working so much and didn't really have a lot of time. But I'll probably write more about Skully puppy play because I'm a freak like that 😝
AMAB READER!!! THEY HAVE A DICK!!!! (no pronouns mentioned though) (I'll make a gender neutral one day I just needed to write Skully getting rail)
Contains: Puppy play, leashes and collars, men whimpering/crying (mmhh yummy) I slipped in a bit of my cannibalism kink sorry not sorry (just reader thinking about it not any real cannibalism)
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Whimpering, whining, drooling mess.
That was what your lovely boyfriend had turned into the moment you put the collar on. It was pretty simple, and it was a real dog dog collar on account that you weren’t willing to go up to the school’s shop for something so…personal. It was studded and black, with a loop for the leash you were about to connect.
The leash was also black, though it was decorated with little black skulls, fitting.
“You ready?”
Skully nodded, with a quickness that you found amusing. Attaching the collar you gave a light tug. Testing the feeling, Skully’s face turned even more red somehow, it was jarring in contrast to his pale face and light hair.
He had handed you his diary- I mean journal, earlier that afternoon. Explaining he wasn’t confident enough to speak his desire out loud, so instead he wrote a paragraph explaining his fantasies.
How he wanted to be treated like a dog. Be called a “goodboy” and put on a leash. Hell he even wanted to see if he could temporarily turn himself into a dog beast man just to fulfill this idea.
How could you say no to his blushing face? And when you agreed he perked up you could practically imagine his hypocritical tail wagging.
And now he was ass up as you pulled him back with the leash, pushing yourself into his deep as possible with each thrust. Yelping every time you reentered him. Tears ran down his face, sevens you could just eat him up. Biting into his shoulder would have to do.
Though knowing your boyfriend he’d be on board with you taking a chunk out of him.
Looking back at him you could watch his eyes roll back before he tenses up. Soiling your sheets with his release, you not too far after him.
For a moment you both panted, catching your breath, a comfortable silence in the air, soon broken by you.
