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The door to your room opened and shut silently, the night enveloping your visitor in darkness as he crept quietly towards your bed.
The small glass bottle that Vil had given you earlier, now empty, sat on the edge of your nightstand. A potion. You had gone to the Pomefiore housewarden for a sleeping aid after several restless nights, something Rook’s sharp ears had easily overheard.
The hunter positioned himself cautiously at the edge of your bed.
Pulling back your covers, the soft stream of moonlight through your window illuminated your bare form. The hunter couldn’t help but release a quiet gasp at such an inviting surprise. You shivered gently in your sleep. Gloved hand reaching towards you, Rook’s fingertips lightly caressed your collarbones, and then your sternum, trailing downwards just a few inches until they settled against the hollow of your chest. Your heartbeat pulsed lightly beneath his touch. You were well and truly submerged in slumber.
Rook slid into your bed alongside you, his hands still exploring your unclothed body. His fingers brushed over your ribs and traced your skin, sliding down your abdomen and across your hip bones where the leather of his gloves met the light fabric of your underwear. Keeping his gaze attached to your peaceful face, his fingers slid beneath the waistband as he carefully began to remove the lone garment. Once he’d freed your body he shifted himself downward, settling himself between your legs and beginning to caress the tender skin of your inner thighs, trailing kisses upwards. As his touches climbed higher, he became more aware of the pressure between his own legs as his cock strained against his pants. Momentarily ignoring his own discomfort, he pressed one last kiss between your thighs before he began teasing your entrance with his tongue, allowing his saliva to coat your lower regions before pulling away and replacing his tongue with his fingers. As he slipped one, then two fingers inside of you, curling them upwards, his pulse leapt in excitement when your breath briefly hitched in response. Swiftly undoing his belt with his other hand, he released the button on his pants and let them fall down around his knees, his cock springing free, all while maintaining the gentle intrusion of his fingers into your core.
Once he was certain that your body was ready, he replaced his fingers with the head of his member, rubbing it against your entrance, now slick with his saliva. His hands were wrapped tightly around your hips, light bruising already appearing under his fingertips. Groaning deeply, he slid himself into your warmth. He could feel you breathing beneath him, the rise and fall of your bare chest still steady and slow. You remained deeply locked into sleep.
His movements started out languidly, as he cradled your face in his hands, admiring your visage. Faint gasps slipped past his lips as even in sleep your body began to respond to his hips rolling into yours, tightening around his cock with each steady thrust. Tilting your head he placed gentle kisses and bites against the pulse point of your neck, in between moans and gasps of pleasure, and murmured praise that you couldn’t hear.
Seeing that even now you hadn’t awoken, Rook allowed the last bit of his restraint to drop away. Pulling himself free of you, he lifted your legs and wrapped them around his shoulders before plunging back inside of you, burying himself as deeply inside of you as he could go, over and over again. Gradually, your breath began to quicken as Rook’s actions roused you from your slumber, a haze of pleasure spreading from your core.
Your eyes snapped open just as your climax washed over you, your cries immediately swallowed by Rook’s lips as he pressed them to yours, his hips still fervently canting into you. You found yourself clinging to the man atop you as he continued his harsh movements, your fingernails digging into his skin as your pulse raced.
“Desole,” he panted, breaking away from the kiss but not altering his pace. “Mon amour.”
The sharp cry of his name sprang from your mouth as he continuously slammed into your sweet spot, pushing your body into overstimulation. One of Rook’s hands suddenly released its hold on your hip, only for his gloved fingers to wrap around your mouth instead, your moans and cries being muffled once more. Rook shushed you gently as tears began to trickle from the corners of your eyes, the sensitivity below becoming too much. Not faltering in his rhythm, the hunter soon reached his peak as well. Sheathing himself fully inside of you with no warning, a liquid warmth began seeping into you as Rook continued to rock his hips back and forth, riding out his high as he breathlessly moaned your name.
Sore and tired, the effects of the sleeping potion you had taken earlier began to wash over you once more, your head beginning to feel heavy. Your thoughts grew hazy as Rook made himself comfortable next to you, his strong arms encircling your torso as he pulled you against him, keeping your legs wrapped around his hips while his cock remained snuggly within you. An apologetic kiss was pressed to your lips. Tender words of praise and affection were whispered to you as your heartbeat and breathing calmed, and your eyelids fluttered shut. Rook’s murmured name fell from your lips as you drifted back into your slumber.
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A/N: my first time writing smut pretty please be niceys (╥﹏╥)
Yan Idia this, strict Dom Idia that, I need y’all to open your eyes my vision: Idia Shroud would love a service dom to switch partner.
Hear me out, because it would check every single one of his boxes. He gets a semblance of control (something he lacks in his day to day life) because technically he’s the one calling the shots- his boundaries and enjoyment would define the structure of the interaction. He doesn’t know what he wants? You ask questions to further define the parameters of the session (what he likes, what he doesn’t like, if xyz feels good, etc.) and help him healthily explore with guided measures. He can’t speak up? A system of nonverbal cues and communication can be established. Like, in this way he could get whatever he wanted without the soul crushing guilt he seems to always carry because you get off on his pleasure. Once he comes out of his shell a little more, dynamics may shift around, but ultimately I think he’d love being with someone who just wants to devour all of his reactions (all of him). Someone who will laugh at the bad jokes that he makes at horribly inappropriate times, let him have the reigns when he works up the nerve to ask (because I know he’s a switch in my heart of hearts), indulge his absolutely heinous (affectionate) ego, and reel him back in when he gets caught up in his own head.
Idk I just know he’d love a guilt free, safe scenario where someone picks him apart piece by piece and puts him back together under his own direction, and who allows him to do the same thing because you relish in his enjoyment (and because you love that he’s prone to coming apart again in the process). Let Idia Shroud have more messy, complicated, exploratory sex!!!
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I know I haven’t really posted very consistently at all since last year, unfortunately my life has been kind of hectic! But I’m finally finding myself in a much more stable spot, so hopefully they’ll be some more activity from this account! For now, have some masculinization hcs of the boys :).
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Rook:
- I think Rook is the type of person to encourage by talking about the joys that transitioning gave him
- especially emphasizing the incomparable experience of taking some form of hrt.
- he would encourage you to do the same, respectfully of course — but very persistently.
- I think when you finally start T, the first time you have sex after your first dose, he palms at your crotch.
- he comments on how big he expects your tdick to be, excited to “Experience the pleasures of rubbing our manhoods together”
- he talks about how good your voice will sound, how your vocal cords will thicken into a deeper tone. How tantalizing you’d sound with these changes.
- he'll grind himself against you, begging you to fuck him with your cock, telling you to fuck him like a real man.
Cater :
- as for Cater, I think you would both be well into your transition.
- I think Cater would start commenting on how big your muscles have gotten, and rubbing his hands up your arms (and all over, really. )
- he would find the changes that you’ve experienced since starting T absurdly attractive.
- I think he would keep it to himself for the most part, not wanting you to find it weird
- but you notice how his voice hitches when you flex the muscles in your hands doing daily tasks, or start to notice changes in your strength.
- How it’s easier to rile him up when you manhandle him.
- and when you have sex, he’d insist on frotting your bottom growth together, or begging you to talk dirty to him while he sucks your dick.
Wanted to thank you. I got into twst because of your Rook fic and went down a rabbit hole. I swore to not play gacha games again after the incident but after I saw Rook in a cowboy hat and freckles I lost it. I really want to write Yuu/reader and Rook smut with a muscle fetish for Rook but I barely know this series :/
THIS IS SUCH A SWEET ASK OMG 😭😭😭 I’m so happy I could I introduce you to my fave nonny!!! He is so perfect and I like him sooo much.
+ you absolutely should!!! Writing him is so much fun and honestly I think you could get away with a lot even if you don’t know the series, and plus who cares!! Writing is so fun and I absolutely encourage you to :3
welcome back and happy belated birthday!!!! 🥳🌟🎉🌟 i’m always excited to see you and your freak on my dash 🫶 for the emeto this or that could you answer 4, 8, 21, 33, and 37 for vil?
so sorry its taken me so long to answer this anon!! I had sooo much fun writing all of this out, Vil is so wonderful to write for :>
4. Queasy burps or queasy hiccups?
I think for Vil, it would be a mix of both, I'd like to imagine that he would do his best to burp / hiccup behind his hands to minimize the amount people would notice his nausea as much as possible.
8. “I want to throw up” or “I need to throw up”?
"I need to throw up" 110%, I think he would make sure that he emphasizes his need to do something, it gives it a bit more of a sense of urgency which is😵💫😵💫😵💫
21. Sickie that begs for their tummy to be rubbed or sickie that would gag at even the slightest belly touch?
GAG AT BELLY TOUCH!!! I can totally imagine Vil wanting physical comfort, but not being able to stand the idea of any sort of pressure on his stomach while hes nauseous.
33. Hand on the stomach or arm wrapped around the stomach?
I personally think it would be SO hot to see Vils arms wrapped around his stomach, but in my heart and soul I know he would have his hand rest on his stomach instead. I think touches around his stomach would make him feel worse, but also I think that he would put a lot of effort into making sure he doesn't look like he's about to be sick. Bonus if he fusses so much over his appearance that he doesn't realize how much worse he feels physically,
37. Accidentally squeezing a queasy belly too hard, or accidentally knocking into a queasy belly?
Omgomgomgomg. knocking into him and sending him running to the bathroom almost immediately to puke? NEED. especially if he's trying his best to stay calm before he gets sick.
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Is there an agreed upon definition between kink & fetish?
I haven’t heard a consistent one so my general separation is that a kink is physically doable(like bondage, impactplay, etc) while a fetish is more fantastical(monsterfucking, mind control, etc)
you're close there, but not quite. to explain, a kink is a "non-normative"* erotic practice(even if done non-sexually) that you participate in. Notice how the BDSM acronym contains practices--you do bondage, you perform discipline, you act submissive, you act dominant, you practice (or experience) sadism and you practice (or experience) masochism. examples of kinks: bootblacking, impact play, petplay.
when someone says something is "their" kink, they mean it is their preferred practice. like how a favorite dance may be "your dance". you can obviously prefer multiple kinks. however, you cannot "have" a kink in the sense that a kink is not in itself a possessed preference.
a fetish is something you "have", but more specifically, a fetish is a strong sexual desire for (or interest in) a body part, article of clothing, physical feature, concept, kink, idea, etc. Fetishes can be hyperspecific or more broad in nature, and can quite literally be anything under the sun. often you will hear people claiming to have a "mask kink", when "mask fetish" would be more appropriate here as they are aroused by seeing or wearing masks. There is no requirement for intangibility or fantasy, as roleplay (in which fetishes for certain fantastical concepts are engaged with) is a kink practice! There is also no requirement for a particularly intense or disorderly nature(beyond it being a strong interest). the idea that a fetish is something you have to engage with to get off, or that it disrupts your daily life is clinical in nature and doesn't inherently apply. you can have multiple fetishes of varying degrees of preference. you can also just have the One Thing that does it for you.
Another thing to note is the "abnormality" of a fetish (as perceived by the non-kinky or sexually "normative" society) is not in the subject matter but in the presence of a fixation.
*there is subjectivity to the word "non-normative", don't get too hung up in that.
