Can you tell i like minecraft yet?

You were attending one of the unbirthday parties that were hosted in heartslabyul, and after that you had to go run some errands and finish the little work you had on you.

So with the few minutes you had left, riddle was walking with you alone through the rose maze, holding your hand in his as he smiled listening to you, he was so cute like this..a soft smile gracing his pretty face, looking at you like you’re his whole world. it almost made you wanna ditch everything and just stay with him, but you were more mature than that..it’s already late in the evening.

“I’ll have to leave now, rido! I’ll visit tomorrow with ace deuce, so I’ll see you then.”

“I’d prefer it if you stayed longer, but as you wish, my love.”

words cannot describe how you just wanted to kiss him and bite him—but you just leaned over and pressed a small kiss on his cheek, that you didn’t think much of. You completely forgot that you wore lipstick, and he didn’t even notice.

Eventually after you’ve left, he came out the maze and went to sit at his place, the moment he walked in and was seen by ace and cater, ace immediately laughed while cater looked shocked..but with that grin he usually had.

Riddle looked at them confused when he saw them suddenly start laughing when he came, What was with them? Have they gone mad? Riddle didn’t do anything ..

“Woah rids!!! That’s so brave of you to come out like that~ you two are tots adorable!”

“Wowww, housewarden! I didn’t think you’re a show off guy!”

Riddle looked at them confused and , even more annoyed. What are they talking about?? He really doesn’t get it.. ‘you two’? Did you do something in the rose maze while he wasn’t aware? But you didn’t play with his hair like usual, so it wasn’t messed up, you two didn’t even kiss like usual , so he by all means didn’t have anything on his lips or anything wrong with his appearance..so what’s brave and ‘show off’ about him?

“What are you two talking about..? I don’t recall having anything in my appearance that would make a big deal.”

A tired sigh was heard, as Trey was standing on the side . He already saw riddle when he came out, and he knew riddle would never go out with that..he knew it was an accident.

“Don’t worry about them, riddle. Just..you might wanna check your face, that’s all.”

Riddle saw cater shove his phone in his hand, camera app already opened giving him a mirror, and when he saw..

It was..there was..a kiss mark on his cheek. He gasped as he almost dropped caters phone.

“W-WHAT IS THAT?! THAT IS COMPLETELY UNACCEPTABLE!! Give me a tissue this instant!”

He yelled, although the flush on his face was saying otherwise , as ace kept teasing him.

God..you really just keep making him flustered, even when you’re not around.

He really won’t live this down for a while now..

After spending most of the day at leonas room, you had to take your leave to tend to your own matters, despite him asking demanding you to stay with him, because seriously, why did you even need to go? Just do whatever you wanna do later and just hang with him.

But as tempting as that sounds, you couldn’t have the luxury of staying or you won’t be hearing the end of it from Crowley, not that Leona would deal with it.

“Not really, I’ve got to go. I’ll see you tomorrow morning though!”

You said as you stood up from his bed, leaning down to press a small and thick kiss on the exposed part of his forehead. Eventually you left, and that’s when it all happened..

Leona didn’t really bother to do anything else, so he closed his eyes to take a nap. He heard the door open but he knew it wasn’t you because you just left, so he figured it was ruggie. No one else would have just walked in casually.

However..that laughed ruggie let out annoyed him a bit..he could tell it was targeted at him, he opened an eye as saw ruggie looking back at him with that smug and knowing look.

“The hell are you laughing at?”

“Oh, nothing Leona San! I just didn’t think you’d be that type of guy..shishishishh”

Leona furrowed his brows, that type of guy? The hell did he mean? The more Leona grew confused, the more he felt annoying..sitting up and glaring at ruggie, he spoke once more,

“You gonna spit it out or what? I don’t have all day.”

“Sorry, boss~ here! You could borrow my mirror!”

Ruggie said with a shiteating grin as he gave Leona his small mirror , Leona looked at his face, there was..nothing, tf?? He was about to turn to ruggie to get him out, till he noticed the lipstick. On his forehead. That small bit that was exposed.

Sevens..did you seriously have no where better to leave it on? He let out a big sigh as he shoved the mirror at ruggie hand and tried to wipe the lipstick and immediately slumping back, not bothering to check if it’s gone.

“Y’know it’s still there, right? What a cheesy guy—“

“Get the hell out ruggie.”

You came over to Octavinelle, more specifically azuls office for a small while. You had some free time on your hand, and what better way to spend it than to go and annoy your pretty boyfriend for a small bit? However, just as you were about to leave , giving him time to finish his own work, you leaned closer and placed a small kiss on the edge of his lips,

“Then, I’ll take my leave now. See ya tomorrow Azul?”

“Yes, I’ll see you tomorrow, my pearl.”

With that you left, and in the same time Jade walked in the same time.

“Azul, I believe that—..oho? Azul, i didn’t expect this type of thing from you.”

“Jade? Whatever are you talking about?”

Azul looked up at him, what thing? He would know that Jade wasn’t talking about him doing anything shady, because Jade was just as bad as him.

Jade noticing that Azul didn’t seem to pick up on what he meant, or, notice the lipstick for that matter, merely gave him one of his eerie smiles as he placed whatever paper he had brought for him.

“Nothing the matter. Although, you may want to take a look on the mirror. It quite suits your appearance.”

Seeing that smile, he already knew something was up, and he already knew that whatever was up, was something he clearly won’t be hearing the end of anytime soon.

He just..really didn’t expect it y to be a lipstick smudged near his lips. Sevens..he really, really won’t be hearing the end of it..

Kalim being an airhead was one thing, and it seemed to rub on you when you were around him .

This time, Kalim was the one who had to leave to get his own work done, you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t feel bummed out because when you finally didn’t have anything, he did..but it’s fine ..

“It’s okay, cutie! I’ll try to finish faster, jamils gonna help me anyway!”

You nodded with a sigh as you hugged him back when he gave a tight hug, placing a quick kiss on his jaw as you waved him off goodbye. Now then..what are you up to do?

Kalim, on the other hand, walked through the hallway with a happy hum after hanging out with you, he noticed some stares on his way, but it wasn’t really unusual, so he didn’t pay them annnyyyyyyy mind!

When he reached the library, he waved excitedly at jamil ,

“Heyyy , jamil ! You’re already here!”

“Of course I am. Could you— wait..”

Kalim looked at him confused with that usual smile that quickly flew away when jamil got a grip on him, holding his chin as he shoved his head to the other side .

“Did—DID YOU WALK ALL THE WAY WITH THAT?!”

“Huh?? With what?”

Kalim looked at jamil confused and caught off guard with his he suddenly switched up, what was he talking about? Kalim really didn’t understand..

“Whatever you do with [name], stays where it is. You can’t walk around having evidence on you, do you know how shameful it is?”

Kalim blinked, whatever you two do..? What did you two did? Thinking as hard as his brain allowed him, let’s see..you two hung out..played games..then chatted..then he had to leave , and hugged you, then..you kissed him..that’s it! Wait, was it about the kiss…?! How did jamil know?!

“..?! How’d you know they kissed me?! Are you a mind reader?!”

“that’s not what mind reading means. Look at your jaw, you have an obvious lipstick stain. You’ll be better off to clean it.”

Jamil sighed heavily. Seriously..he has to babysit two idiots (sorry..)

Look, he found out later. After you placed a chaste kiss on him, a small smudge seemed to catch on his cheek, but you didn’t pick up on it , and somehow, neither did he despite the time he picked up a mirror throughout the day.

He was talking to epel, something about his behaviour..

“I’d also expect you to keep pomefiore reputation intact, every participant counts. Do you understand?”

“..yes, vil-san.”

“Good.”

Epel looked at him once more, as if he was about to speak, but hesitated, and vil waited for him to get the words out.

“What is it?”

“..uh..”

Epel looked a bit uncomfortable, as if something was bothering him (it is) vil raised an eyebrow,

“Speak up, I’m listening.”

“Your um..cheek. It has a little kiss on it..”

Vil blinked for a moment, a kiss? He just checked his mirror , how did he even miss it..?! Or was epel pulling a prank? He picked up his mirror and looked, and once he turned his face slightly to the side, he saw it..it was faint, really.

Seems your lipstick wasn’t the strongest out there, huh..he let out a sigh, now..how did that happen, and in front of no other than epel? Alas, he still tried to act like he wasn’t embarrassed or anything.

“I see. Thank you for letting me know, epel. You can go now. Go. You can leave.”

Epel wasn’t an idiot, he clearly could tell that tone .. so he quickly left , just as you were walking in the room, when you passed epel, he glared at you mumbling something. What’s up with that prissy thing now..??!

Walking in the room, you were immediately met by his glare . You fought the urge to just turn around and leave but he bet you to it..

“Took your sweet time coming here, now?”

“what do you mean..”

“Would you explain this?”

He said angrily as he pointed to his cheek, and you saw the lipstick, lol..it really suited him, man. You’d do that shit again no doubt .

“Ah..sorry, accidents , am I right?”

You said , trying to lighten the mood a little, but it clearly didn’t work ..

“Accidents, hm? Well. It’d only be fair if you were to have a little accident too. Sit down.”

Well you’d be a fool to pass that on!!! You’d even pay to be all marked up with lipstick by vil schoenheit!

It was one of those few times where Idia left his room, wow. Yay. He went to Sam’s shop, his plan was simple. Go to the store. Get snacks and candy for him and his s/o. Get back to his room. Just that. He had no plans to talk to anyone! And thankfully, it was late at night so it’s mostly empty.

“Idia senpai?”

He yelped as he looked back at the noise —ah..silver-shi..jeez. He had to be all mysterious and cool like that, how did he not hear his step.

“Ah..silver..”

“What are you doing here? It’s way past curfew.”

(IKNOW. It’s that vignette. I just like it.)

Idia sighed as he looked at the other side.

“Just a quick side quest to Sam’s.”

“Oh, i see. You better head—..oh.”

Silver suddenly looked surprised when the wing caught up and slightly waved idias hair. What, was he suddenly thinking idia was sooo pretty? Wheheh..right..

“What’s that? Aren’t you gonna like, finish your sentence?”

“My apologies. I was just caught off guard. I didn’t know you had some lipstick on your forehead. Your hair covers it well.”

He laughed, hah. Of course he’s caught off guard! How amazing is that?! Ah..idia managed to make a ssr rarity rated character surprised just by having a kiss mark on his—

..wait. Wut.

“…lipstick..?!”

WHAT THE HELL. SO HE WASNT IMPRESSED BY IDIA AND , HE JUST EMBARRASSED HIMSELF FURTHER.!! Sevens..

“wait! Idia senpai—!”

Silver couldn’t finish his sentence when idia quickly turned around and ran surprisingly fast for someone like him, having his hood to cover his hair as its end turn pink.

-

Back in his room, he didn’t bother doing anything or getting anything!!! You or ortho can grab it!!

Slamming face first into his bed , his cries were heard by his little brother floating to him .

“Brother?! What’s wrong?”

“i CANT step a foot outside anymore!”

“What happened??”

“It’s over. This is the part where i die. I’ll be better off as an npc.”

“..what happened?”

“I embarrassed myself..my social score is minus zero. In front of silver-shi too..”

“What social scores are you talking about?”

“THANKS A LOT, ORTHO.”

Malleus wasn’t usually seen by others outside his dorm unless it was in a joint class , or something.

So, when you told him you needed to go your way, promising to visit diasomnia later , he nodded.

“Ah, i see. I’ll see you soon, beloved.”

You nodded, placing a small kiss on his lower cheek , and going your way.

The walk back to his dorm was peaceful, he was content, clear sky, empty hallways , the whether was pleasant . Nothing quite unusual.

And as he walked past a few students, they suddenly went quiet. Malleus noticed that, but he also knew that many people did that around him. So he paid no great mind to it.

However, when he stepped a foot into diasomnia’s lounge , he was met by Lilia who looked up at him, about to greet him but seemingly caught off guard.

“Oho? You seem to be in a good mood tonight.”

“Am i?”

“Certainly! You’re very radiant, it aren’t you?”

“..Lilia, is there something you wish to tell me?”

“Nothing really. It’s already there, you might wanna check out your cheeks though. Kheheh!”

Malleus’ fingers instinctively went to rub his cheeks, glancing at his fingers afterward, seeing a faint colour on them. He was silent for a moment ,

“Ah.”

“Yes?”

He slowly remembered, just before you two parted ways you kissed him. He didn’t really notice your lipstick, not that he’d stop you even if he did.

He was much more focused on the fact that you kissed more than anything else in the world.

How unfortunate..

Lilias laugh was what cut him off of his thoughts, looking back at him ,

“It is hardly that amusing.”

“Oh, of course! Walking around with your sweethearts print is not amusing at all. Kheheh.”

“…”

Maybe it is a little amusing, but, he wasn’t that panicked or embarrassed by it. He was oddly pleased by the thought of you leaving a small mark on him. Not because of the lipstick, but because the fact that it left evidence that someone dear to him was there.

So, i guess it’s worth it if he endures lilias teasing for a while.

a/n : my god this took so much longer than i thought. Expect some mistakes because I don’t feel like reading it all over, and please let me know about any mistakes to better myself. Thank you!

“Touche,” you muttered, cradling your hand to your chest once the halovian finished. You sighed, examining his work, hand tingling from his leftover touch. Was it from pain? Or from his light, almost loving caress. Perhaps both? You didn’t know. “Well, thank you for helping me Sunday. I won’t waste your time any longer.”

Just as you were about to get up he gently reached out and grabbed your noninjured arm. You paused, looking at him with a raised brow, noting how he refused to look you in the eye. Was that a light blush on his face? No, no, it had to be the lighting of his room. Yes, that was it.

“I-,” he stuttered over his words, and with it his wings twitched with nerves. Oh how badly he wanted to cover his face with them, but that would only further his embarrassment. “I have a balm for your bruise as well. I would like to, well, if you would permit me to-” Aeons have mercy on him. “What I mean to say is-”

“Sure,” is all you say, plopping back down before him on his bed. Sunday blinked, mouth agape at your straightforward answer, and before he could ruin his image any further rushed to get up and walked to his bedside drawer.

As he rummaged you looked around his room, taking note of just how utterly neat everything was. Books tightly stacked together on a shelf, bed pristinely made, not a hair out of place. It suited him.

“I originally bought this for our resident trouble makers but, and forgive me for saying this, I’m almost glad I seem to need it for you instead,” Sunday spoke, rummaging through the drawer with his back to you. You knew instantly he was talking about the twins, Stelle and Caelus.

You chuckled. “No offense taken. I’m pretty sure those two have taken more beatings than the rest of the express combined.” You didn’t need to see his face when you saw he finally found what he was looking for, wings perking up on his head. Cute.

“I’m afraid you might be right,” he answered, turning on his feet and traveling back to his bed. In his hands lay a small, white container. He sat and began opening it to reveal a light green cream smelling of herbs and light florals. With one hand occupied Sunday seemed lost for a second, staring at his other gloved hand with uncertainty. Realizing he didn’t want to risk laying the balm on his bed, you almost offered to remove his glove for him, when he raised the fabric to his teeth and bit it. With ease he tugged his hand away and removed the glove, sending a heat throughout your body. It seemed he was unaware of the effect it had on you, for the next second he dipped his finger tips into the balm and gestured you forward. “If you could, please.”

You cleared your throat, “of course,” and did as he asked, placing a hand on his bed for balance. You didn’t know where to look as you did, eyes darting between his as you neared, and eventually decided on just closing them entirely. That seemed the easiest.

Unbeknown to you the closer you got, the hotter Sunday’s face became. He selfishly allowed himself a moment to just gaze at you, absorbing all of your features into his mind. The way your eyelashes fluttered, the slight scrunch of your forehead, your delicate but slightly chapped lips…

“Take your time buddy,” you teased, unaware of the other’s suffering, and Sunday jolted at the callout.

“Right! Forgive me,” he rushed, and then got set to work. You had to resist the urge to flinch, both at the pain of someone touching your black eye and the chill of the balm. It was irritating for the first few seconds, but as Sunday began to gently massage it in you found yourself relaxing. The cold touch of his fingers, the firm but delicate circles he was making, his breath dancing on your face. It was…nice.

And Sunday? He felt like he was about to die.

The heat all around his body, especially his face. The way his heart was practically beating out of his chest. He was no fool, he knew what this meant, and selfishly he wanted to welcome it with open arms. To cup your face and spend the next century just staring into your eyes, kissing you silly, to drown in your warm embrace.

Yet, he knew now was not the time. His heart hurt at the way you flinched when he accidentally pressed too hard, rushing to say sorry.

“All good,” you giggled, and it sent his heart racing even more. How kind you were, even for a man such as himself. One who had manipulated you and your fellow Trailblazers, who had fought against you, yet here you sat treating him with the utmost kindness.

Aeons. He was pretty sure he loved you.

“All done,” he finally proclaimed, quickly leaning back and turning to put the balm away so you wouldn’t see his red face. He prayed that he could get it to cool down before he had to face you again.

You blinked your eyes open, squinting at the light that invaded your vision. The sharp pain from your black eye was now dull, a realization that sent relief all throughout your body. “Wow, that stuff is magic! I can’t thank you enough for this, really Sunday.”

“Don’t mention it,” he mumbled, closing his drawer and hoping that his pallor had returned to normal as he turned around. “I mean it, though, please be more careful in the future. I would rather not have to treat you again.”

“Oh wow,” you drawled with a grin, “can’t stand little ole’ me that badly huh.”

Shit. “No-no of course not! I just-”

Your laughter stopped him in his tracks, your head thrown back to the ceiling. “Jeez, you’re so easy. It’s a joke, Sunday.” Getting up, you gave him a pat on the shoulder, grinning at the red that crawled up his neck. “I mean it though, thank you. Remind me to repay you in the future, okay?”

And then you were gone.

Sunday stood there for aeons knew how long, shoulder tingling at your touch. By the time his mind caught up to him he finally gave into his urges and allowed for his wings to block his face, hiding his enamour from the world.

𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾!𝗇𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 will yelp in surprise if you ever so gently bite down on his nipples, your tongue swirling around the titanium balls pierced into the taut skin, but will make no move to stop you, instead just holding your head closer to his chest as the soft high pitched moans reach your ears.

he will whine praise to you like a proud mommy. Whimpering how much he loves you and how he would be lost if without you.

his eyes will roll back, tilting his head back as he goes cross eyed from pleasure, tongue lolling out of his mouth, saliva dripping from the soft muscle, coating his mouth in sticky spit webs. His arms tightening around your body in an all protecting hug.

𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾!𝗇𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 thighs will clamp together, rubbing soft skin together as he reaches a fulfilling orgasm. His pretty dick squished between you and him, will twitch and slap against stomach in a desperate plead for attention. With a delighted scream he finds himself seeing stars, white erupting from his glossy cock head and dirtying both you and him. Hot ropes of cum painting his swollen chest and surprisingly, on your cheek.

“HaangHhn~ I love you!! Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou!!!!♡♡♡♡”

The pink haired nurse giggled in delight at the sight of his own semen painting your face, sticking his tongue out and licking off his own cum off your cheek. A feeling of pride and peace, knowing that he got some of his essence on you, marking you as much as you graciously mark him.

He begins rambling to you, his afternut clarity just being reminding you that he loves you so much, gently dragging a hand down your tummy, looking you in your eyes with..Oh.. Just the most dumbly inlove eyes!!~ He whispers to you how he wants to crawl inside of you, and admire every single shadow and cell of yours. 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾!𝗇𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 Doesn’t realize how disturbing his words can be at times, he is just that deeply enamored and devoted to you, to him, it sounds like the sweetest and most beautiful of serenades, as if written by the gentle and best side of his brain, 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾!𝗇𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 being the smitten messenger and poet.

He cradles you in his arms for as long as you need, a serene smile on his face and hearts in his eyes as he rocks you to sleep.

“I adore and cherish you so much, so much so that I don’t even bat an eyelash at the thought of brutalizing another for you. You listen closely now, my sweet. I’m obsessed— Goddamn in love with you, and now I will never let go, not when I have everything I have ever wanted in my arms.♡”

Once they were picked up from the island and flown back out, he returned back home with the rest of the others, making it to the airport in one piece as the all board off. Leon had already told Hunnigan that the minute he lands home he won’t be accepting any missions since his vacation starts now. Jill had reunited with Carlos an ex-umbrella agent who’s she’s been seeing for awhile now, while Chris and Claire had each other.

Leon didn’t really expect anyone to wait for him at the airport since he actually never told anyone that he would be home early. Before he could leave he’s invited out for some drinks by Jill, waving him over while the others wait for him only for him to turn down their offer.

“Leon S. Kennedy turning down a drink?” Said Chris while chuckling, “Are you still infected?”

Leon shakes his head with a laugh. “No infected, Rebecca cleared me up.” He responds back, holding his duffel bag in his left hand while he slows walks backwards and away from the others. “Besides, I’ve got somewhere to be.” He adds on, eager to get home while he gives everyone a smile, leaving them all confused and asking themselves why Leon was so eager to leave.

No one would have thought that Leon had a partner waiting for him back at home. After everything that he’s been through, no one would think that he would find someone that he would settle down with or perhaps devote his time too due to him being busy with the work and the amount of things that he goes through a daily bases.

After the events in China, Leon had given up on chasing after Ada, chasing after someone who he knew he couldn’t have and finally made the choice to move on with someone who he could actually have a possible future with. Imagine his surprise when he ends up finding a special experiment during one of his missions.

He was assigned to locate an old lab that belonged to umbrella searching for classified information that could help them for any future bio weapons that they were to stumble upon only to find a special experiment locked away in the deeps of the lab. Leon didn’t expect himself to find someone there alive still, but when he took a good look at the lab he noticed how recent the technology was used and the different types of medicine and chemicals that were used.

He had reports back to Hunnigan, letting her know that the lab he was assigned to search was still being used and had found someone still alive. He thought he had stumbled upon another dangerous bio weapon only to find a man with animal characteristics chained up to a wall, looking very malnourished and thin. What caught Leon’s attention was the pair of rabbit ears on his head along with a tail that peaked out from underneath his shirt and pants that he wore.

Leon had freed him that day and took him back to base where Rebecca exams the man and get further medical attention. Both Hunnigan and Leon were able to search through the files under the lab and found various files under the name Project Zero giving them further information about the hybrid that lied asleep in their own lab. Turns out that the man wasn’t entirely human since he was first found but a rare hybrid that hid from society, taken from his home at a young age only to be experimented on for who knows how long.

They kept the hybrid a secret in order to keep him safe until they found out more about his species and where he came from. When the hybrid first woke up he was in shock and panic, destroying the lab and fighting back whenever someone approached him. Leon had stepped in to help only to be caught by surprise when the hybrid jumped into his arms, holding onto him tightly and not letting go. The agent himself was in shock by the sudden move.

It wasn’t until later that he finds out that the hybrid felt safer around him since he remembers him rescuing him from the lab and taking him out of that awful place. Rebecca was able to check up on the hybrid without any issues due to Leons presence in the room and from then on it took time for them to find out more about the hybrid and finally getting him to talk and to give them his name.

Y/n was able to tell them everything from the time he was take to the time that he was rescued by Leon. He was very young when he was taken along with his family. Being experimented on and losing everyone but himself, due to him being the youngest the scientist kept him alive the longest in order to see how he grew and developed with time.

Even though Y/n was able to tell them very little he still held a fear of being used by them and closed up every few days. They knew that they couldn’t keep the hybrid locked inside a lab forever, triggering his traumas whenever he was around the room it wasn’t until Leon volunteered to take care of him, getting Hunnigan to find him a secluded area for the both of them in order to grant the rabbit a bit of freedom without society knowing about him just yet.

When Hunnigan found them a place to stay for both Leon and Y/n for the time being until they were able to figure out more about his species and with the time that Leon and Y/n’s spent alone in the cabin he was able to find out more about the hybrid, reporting back to Hunigan and letting her be know that Y/n reacted in the same manner as a rabbit.

He had a great sense of smell, hearing, very calm and of course, faster than Leon whenever they went on runs together. His ears were sensitive to him along with his tail, having to cut holes in all of the clothes that Leon got for him. He also discovered that even though Y/n was a rabbit he was able to tolerate meat and not always relied on vegetables only eating small amounts of it before focusing back on something he can eat without any problems.

The one things that Leon never reported back to Hunnigan due to embarrassment was Y/n’s heat.

It started off with Leon’s shirts going missing, surprising the man whenever he opened his drawer or closet only to notice the shortage of clothes. He ignored it at first and simply bought himself more clothes.

The next was how much the rabbit was eating, finishing his plate rather quickly and getting seconds without needing to ask. Leon told himself that he was perhaps getting adjusted to getting proper meals again due to the amount of time he was locked away and fed very little.

The breaking point was when he noticed how close and affectionate Y/n was being towards him. He was either leaning in close to him whenever they would watch a movie together or would find the rabbit in his bed the next morning, curled up to his side without a care. That’s when Leon looked into his behavior only to find out that it all pointed towards the hybrids heat, knowing that its something that rabbit have all year round, but for Y/n it was only every few months.

Leon never reported back to Hunnigan the things he did that night with the hybrid the way he sounded and the way that Y/n’s back would arch whenever Leon fucked into him. The agent knew that he should have said something, but didn’t.

Ever since then the two have grown closer, deepening the bond that he had with Y/n until he was finally off the hook.

The Hybrid stayed with Leon after 3 years the two have gotten closer than ever and knew each other like the back of the hand. Leon needed someone that he could talk too that he can come home too whenever he completed a mission instead of coming home to an empty house full of silence.

When Leon arrived home from the airport and stepped inside his home he’s greeted by a faint smell of his favorite food being cooked along with some music playing. His lips twitch into a faint smile as he sets his bag down and closed the door behind him and makes his way towards the kitchen where he finds his little bunny cooking.

He’s humming along with the music while stirring the pot the smell of various different spices that he’s cooking blinding his sense that he doesn’t notice the familiar scent that belonged to Leon until his floppy ears perked up when he hears the sound of his familiar heartbeat causing him to turn around in surprise.

“Leon!”

He turns the heat down and rushed over to Leon, hugging the man and smiling widely as Leon returns the gesture and chuckled. “I’m back…” He breaths out tiredly, clearly jet lagged from the long flight back home.

“You said you wouldn’t be back until next week.”

Leon chuckled. “I finished earlier than I thought.” His fingers brushed against Y/n’s check, holding him close before leaning down to capture his lips into a soft kiss when the kiss is returned he doesn’t stop himself to deepen it. Y/n can feel Leon’s hand trail down his back and pull him closer he tries to break away from the kiss, but Leon keeps leaning in. “Leon..the food…” he’s able to breath out between kisses only for Leon to guide them towards the stove, reaching over to turn the knob off.

“Food can wait.” Leon finally says then went on to remove his jacket and Y/n swore he was salivating at the sight of the man’s broad shoulders and biceps now out in better view. His shirt clung well to his form and made his waist look smaller and his torso bigger and god, Y/n was about to hyperventilate. “Missed you while I was gone, missed the way you feel against me.” Leon had mumbled out, lips hovering over his as he guides him towards the living room, hands on his hips while he walks them over.

“Finally got that vacation, told Hunnigan that if she needs someone for a job she will have to bother someone else.”

Y/n whimpered, unsure what to do or say next. “Y—you—we-“

The man pounced.

Leon’s arm shot out to pin him against the large couch, getting the hybrid to gasp in surprise by his sudden strength. His ears falling back against his head while he stares up at Leon who towered over him. His skin on fire, with his back pressed straight against the couch underneath him and his insides burning for anything to happen. He could already feel his thoughts officially turn to mush and his instincts just come alive with want, please, want, want, want.

Y/n hadn’t been aware he would be so desperate for something like this after Leon’s return. He’s handled longer missions and never felt such way until now. His head was light, almost to the point of dizzy, as he found himself looking up at Leon. “Look at you, baby. You’re so ready for me. You’ve been starving for this for some time, hm?”

“Y-Yes.” Y/n groaned, face growing hot in embarrassment as Leon got closer to him, one large hand reaching down to his thighs. Leon can only smirk, leaning down close in order to continue teasing his rabbit. “Eager I see, want me to fuck you?” Y/n could moan like a dying man, “Yes.” He can feel Leon’s hands trailing down his legs, eyes roaming down his body.

The agent can only chuckle by Y/n’s squirming, knowing how much he missed and craved for the hybrid as he slips his hand underneath his shirt, fingers exploring his chest and stomach until his thumb grazed over his nipple. “I’m going to make you feel good, back blowing--”

“Leon!” Y/n whines out in desperation.

Leon chuckled and blew against his ear, “Let me finish, baby.”

Y/n was about to cry.

“I’m going to make sure that our neighbors are able to hear you from here, let them know that you are all mine and how much I missed the tight little hole of yours.” Leons hand founds its way between the hybrids legs, cupping him over the shorts he wore while his middle finger stroked over his entrance.

“P-Please.” Y/n whimpers out while fighting back a moan from escaping past his lips. “You’re cute when you beg.” Said Leon and the hybrid is quick to know what he wants, knowing that he won’t do anything until he hears him beg for it.

“Please…j-just fuck me. Please. Fuck me. God, Leon, please, please. Want you. Please!” He could paw at Leons pants if he didn’t feel like it would be too much effort to try and move. “Ok, baby, whatever you want.” And then he gripped Y/n and hoisted him up pressing himself against him. “Legs around me. Now.” Y/n scrambled to do so, wrapping them around the man’s waist, and whined.

Instantly, Leon started to move. He gave a few experimental grinds between Y/n’s legs and the hybrid nearly shrieked with joy. Then the sinful mouth found its way to Y/n’s neck and without any sort of timidness or pause latched on to it. Leon nibbled and sucked to the point Y/n knew it would leave a bruise and nearly orgasmed right then from the thought. Y/n’s fingers found their way into Leon’s hair, tugging on them and is rewarded with a bite.

“Fuck, been waiting to have a taste of you ever since I got back.” Leon gave him another bite on the neck before he lapped at it with his jaw. “How about we remind our neighbors your pretty sounds, hmm? I want to hear my name spilling from your pretty lips more but let’s just hear how good it sounds.”

Y/n broke out into a drawn-out whine as Leon positioned himself to angle right up against Y/n’s short covered cock and began to slowly, but with more authority, thrust up against it.

“Say my name.” Leon ordered.

“L—Leon.” Y/n fumbled out and gave out another cry when that earned an even harder thrust. Leon moaned out. His voice sounded like sin. “Now, lets get started on getting you filled up.” Y/n’s face grows bright red. “Gonna stretch this pretty hole of yours and make sure that my cock is the only one you need.”

Y/n released a broke, high-pitched whine that dissolved into a moan which caused Leon to start rutting against him, grinding as if they were in some filthy club, and Y/n did his best to keep up but he felt himself just losing his mind. It was like he was floating away and getting drunk. Leon’s mouth and attention was actually making him go insane and he couldn’t help but love it.

He wanted more.

The two kissed like they didn’t have enough time together, tongues battling against each other, lost in the moment while Leon works on getting the hybrid undressed. Finally getting rid of the shirt he wore and quickly fumbling with the shorts he wore. Y/n moans when he feels the cool air once Leon removes his shorts along with his boxers and Leon smiled and went back to kiss over his face, trailing down his neck, to his chest.

He licked at a nipple and growled when his hybrid lover gave a gasp. His fingers trailed up and down his side, tickling over his chest and hips.Leon went back up to the hybrids chin and began to nibble, it was one of his favorite places on his lover, and smiled to himself when he earned another little rush of air. It was adorable.

With another nip he pulled back, smirking to himself when he gave off a little whine, trying to reach out to him in desperation. “Hold on, impatient little thing.”

Leon was quick to remove the blue shirt he wore. He started to unbuckle his belt when he heard another little noise. Staring down, he smirked when he saw those eyes looking at his bare chest with clear want and hunger. “You’re staring…you can’t hide anything can you?” Y/n’s eyes snapped back up to him in embarrassment.

Leon chuckled, “You have nothing to be ashamed about. I like it when you stare.” When Y/n avoids his look he smiles with amusement and leaned down to kiss him again, barely able to resist the skin. “A-Ah…” Y/n whimpered and Leon paused a moment over the hybrids collarbone but then trailed up to the neck again, lips playing over the collar. “Baby,” Leon began to push his pants off, groaning when they came in contact with each other completely bare and with a whimper, Y/n’s clenched his eyes shut, trying to catch his breath.

Y/n bites his lip when he felt Leons harden cock graze against him and tried to keep his breathing under control. The man was large, probably larger than Y/n ever handled before, and he simultaneously felt excited. With a noise that sounded like a squeak, Y/n’s body arched slightly as those larger hands wrapped around him and pressed against his back, smoothing down till they grabbed his backside and squeezed and pushed the cheeks apart. Y/n released a silent choking sound, surprised at the aggressive grip, eyes wide towards Leon. “Oh, gods.” He moans out.

Leon doesn’t need to prep him due to how wet he already is and easily slides inside, earning a chocked out moan. It takes Y/n a few minutes to adjust to Leon’s size again after not doing it for some time before he finally grows comfortable and gives him a nod to move. Leon doesn’t need to be told twice as he began to move his hips, leaning down to capture his lovers lips into a kiss.

Y/n meets him thrust after thrust, finally breaking their kiss when he’s doing little more than gasping and panting and moaning Leon’s name over and over and over again into his mouth. Leons eyes begin to burn, he’s so overwhelmed and frantic and on fire that he’s not sure how much longer he can last. He ducks his chin to press his lips to Y/n’s flushed chest, before Y/n curses and drags Leons mouth back to his.

“I love you,” Leon breathes when he can’t take it anymore - his blood is searing through his veins like lava, he’s surrounded by Y/n in breathtaking ways he never could have hoped to be. On top of it all, amongst their slapping skin and gasps and moans. He rests their foreheads together, bringing a trembling hand up to Y/n’s face and pressing his thumb against Y/n’s cheek. Y/n swipes his tongue against his swollen, kiss-bitten red lips and flutters his eyelashes Y/n rolls his hips on Leon’s cock only once more before he’s coming, too, impossibly tighter around Leon while he’s still riding his own high. It draws a long, satisfied moan from deep in Leon’s chest that has him wondering how soon he could go again, or how quickly he could coax Y/n to hardness again.

“I love you, too,” Y/n breathes against Leon’s lips, trembling and panting and sweating. “Welcome home, too…”

Sephiroth has seen you once before.

It was only a glimpse. He barely managed to make out your figure.

Your silhouette loomed over the rest of Hojo's lab, a void in the luminous blue water of your tank, like a statue watching over the room.

He froze when he saw you, mesmerised by just your featureless outline, yet Hojo had dragged him away after only a moment.

Ever since, he's felt urged to return to you - as if you're calling his name on a wavelength that he cannot hear but only feel.

You take over his mind every night, occupying his thoughts before he falls asleep and haunting his dreams. He imagines what you might look like. You could be hideous and will tear him to shreds as he stands in fear. Or perhaps you're something divine, something that will lure him in before sinking your sharp teeth into his unmarked neck...

He knows what your life is likely to be. He knows that Hojo will be carrying out wicked experiments on you each day, violating and damaging you. He curses that stupid man and has contemplated multiple times whether he should simply barge into the lab and set you free.

He knows he shouldn't. He knows Hojo would try and kill him for it. He knows that after himself, you're probably the scientist's most precious creature.

But that just convinces him even more. He pleasures himself every night to the thought of Hojo's greatest experiments fucking like wild animals - the thought of Shinra's greatest soldier getting ruined by a filthy beast.

And when everything breaks down for Sephiroth, he finally lets his desires take over him.

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Nibelheim is in flames behind him.

Sephiroth is no longer the hero he was perfectly molded into. He has replaced that man with a murderous monster and he wants to meet his cursed kin. He wants to meet you.

He easily struck down the dozens of Shinra workers that tried to block his path to you and when he reaches the door to the room you're kept in, he barges in like he's about to raid it.

Hojo's not here, but Sephiroth hardly cares right now as he slams the door behind him and locks it, throwing various items of furniture in front of it. He is not risking any Shinra scum interrupting his time with you.

The only light in the room is the harsh blue lighting of your tank, which appears absolutely massive. The cylindrical cell takes up nearly half of the entire back wall, spanning the floor to the ceiling.

His eyebrows furrow as he notices your lack of presence, so he slowly walks over and peers into the glass. The interior descends into complete darkness, yet something tells him you're secretly curled up at the bottom, looking up at him.

Now that he's up close, he realises your tank isn't actually as big as it seemed. It's tall, yes, but quite cramped with limited space for you to move around. It saddens him to think that this has been your 'home' for at least the past few years.

Not wanting to tap against the glass, Sephiroth looks around for something else he could possibly entice you with. He spots a bucket of fish sitting on one of the tables and rushes over to it. Beside the bucket lies a clipboard with a single piece of paper attached to it. He's not in the mood to read any of it, but he catches the line that states, 'Feed time: 12:00 pm daily'.

His nose scrunches, appalled. You're only being fed once a day? Poor thing.

Without even thinking about the obvious risks of this act, he takes a handful of fish and heads up the steps leading up the side of your tank.

He takes a deep breath in preparation, then opens the lid of your tank and drops a fish into the water. He hurriedly closes the lid and peers around the front of the enclosure , watching the fish sink agonisingly slowly into the shadowy depths below.

He pouts, his goal having been to get you to swim up so he can see you.

So he tries again and watches the second fish head into the darkness on its own... then the third... and then the fourth.

He holds the last fish desperately in his hand, closing his eyes and saying a small plea to himself, before lifting the lid once more.

However, before he can drop the fish in, a large webbed hand breaches the surface and locks onto Sephiroth's arm. In shock, he lets go of the fish and it drops down the stairs as he tries to break free.

A second webbed hand takes hold of his other arm, claws scratching at his skin.

Sephiroth's instincts overpower his lust as he pulls back in fright, yelling and kicking at you, yet your grip is too strong.

"G-Get off! Stop!" he screams, tears building up in his eyes as panic sets in.

This was a terrible idea.

With a solid hold on Sephiroth and the lid of your tank open just enough, you pull yourself up, your back crashing into the lid and sending it flying backwards.

From the waist up, you're now out of the water, giving Sephiroth a decent idea of your size. You tower over him, your broad frame engulfing him. Slimy scales on your arms and neck shimmer against the glow from the tank and Sephiroth's terrified eyes follow them up your body until he reaches your face. His breath hitches.

You're absolutely beautiful.

Your eyes mirror the depths of the ocean, their mesmerising hues hypnotising Sephiroth and making him relax in your arms as he admires them.

Your majesty calms him, reminds him why he came here. It was to see you - to let you devour him as you were the only kin he feels he has.

He no longer struggles in your hold. Instead,  he slowly takes off his gloves, careful not to make any sudden movements, dropping them beside him.

He then gently runs his fingers over your broad, soft chest.

A confused sound leaves you as your eyes follow his hands and he chuckles.

His touch trails down, ghosting over your waist where skin and scales meet. He takes your hands in his and guides them to his belt.

There’s a small click as the buckle is undone and Sephiroth lets the garment fall.

He looks up at you as he takes your hands to the clasps of his coat, watching your unreadable expression with eager eyes.

When they both pop, his coat opens to reveal his SOLDIER belt resting on his stomach.

He catches the way your eyes widen slightly with hunger and the thrill it gives him goes straight between his legs.

As if you're watching an oyster reveal its pearl to you, you sink back into the water until your lower half is submerged and watch intensely as Sephiroth undresses fully for you.

Each movement is slow as Sephiroth tries not to visibly shake from his nerves. Every so often he'll glance over at your still frame, his arousal pulsing as your dark eyes burn into him.

Once he's fully nude for you, he hesitantly reaches out for you with an unsteady hand, wanting you to come back to him. The pure, unmarked skin of his palm immediately tempts you and you surge towards him.

Your body weight pushes him down onto his back. The breath is knocked out of him and you tug his jaw open and force your tongue inside.

Sephiroth groans into you, letting you have your way with him as you settle between his splayed legs.

As you indulge in his delicious taste, you start to subconsciously grind yourself against Sephiroth's heat. The white-haired man whines at the feeling of scales rubbing up and down his dick, the sensation so foreign yet somehow so right.

You finally pull back, relishing in your little pearl's submission. He meets your gaze and wraps his legs around your waist.

"More...Give me more, my love..." he pants, practically humping you like a dog in heat.

He doesn't know if it's his words or his actions that you understand, but one of them gets through and you take hold of his sculpted hips and flip him around.

He moans loudly as your slick body slides between him, feeling completely helpless in this moment.

Your hands lie on his ass, roughly toying with the soft flesh. You never knew humans could be so...alluring.

Unable to resist your feral urges, you dive in and begin gliding your long tongue along his hole.

Sephiroth jerks up and yelps, yet you instantly shove him back down again with a strong hand on his back, hissing in his ear at his disobedience.

His heart races in fear and excitement, whining when your tongue finds his hole again and pushes its way inside.

Your strength surpasses his - Sephiroth can only wriggle about under your unbreakable hold, crying and gasping at the new sensations his body is experiencing.

"P-Please, m-mmph~!" he babbles, his words slurred like he's dreaming.

His legs kick up behind you as you continue to knead his thigh with your other hand.

Your tongue slithers against his walls as it stretches them wide open, only just missing a certain spot that Sephiroth is crying for you to hit. Your prey desperately tries to arch his hips up to give you easier access, but you're having none of it and press your hand into his back.

Sephiroth screams in frustration and you only stop when his frantic kicking makes it a little too difficult to carry on. As soon as your hand leaves his back, he pushes his ass up, his thick thighs quivering.

He glances back at you anxiously, as if anticipating you to pounce on him, and is met with you flashing your terrifying fangs at him in an evil grin. His dick twitches and you lean in, using that same tongue that just devoured his asshole to lick all the way up from his tailbone to his neck.

You push your hips onto his, driving his back down as you lie fully on top of him. He moans erotically as your tongue runs up the side of his neck.

"Oh, my love~" he sighs. "I've waited for this for s-so long..."

He reaches up and cups your jaw with his hand, biting his lip seductively when you make eye contact with him.

"Waited for you..." he whispers, before opening his mouth and letting you slide your tongue back in.

Despite the filth of the situation he's in, Sephiroth finds this action romantic. Almost as if it's your version of a kiss.

As you devour him in it, you both gently rock your hips together. The longer you continue this movement, Sephiroth notices the scales rubbing against his ass becoming smoother, like they're disappearing.

Just as he wants to part from the kiss to see what's happening, something hot and wet pokes the inside of his thigh.

He jumps, breaking your kiss and whipping his head around to look behind him. He nearly cums from what he sees.

He stares in awe as a pink tentacle-esque appendage, similar to your tongue only much longer and thicker, slides out from a slit between the crotch area of your scales.

You watch, amused, as his eyes widen with shock, blush covering his cheeks. Your cock slaps against his ass, smearing a mysterious slimy substance all over it.

Sephiroth gasps at the lewdity of it all and when your dick prods at his hole, he looks up at you like a lost puppy. His hand falls from your jaw to your chest, which he buries his face into when he feels you enter him with ease.

You lower his upper half back down and wrap your arms around him, essentially hugging him from behind as you start thrusting into him.

At this, Sephiroth tears up and reciprocates the hug as best he can. 

This is everything he needed, everything he longed for.

The slapping of your scales against his wet skin is the only thing he can hear right now, his own cries unimportant as your warmth envelops him.

"M-My love..." Sephiroth sobs into you.

Despite being inhuman, you can feel his emotions and hug him tighter, lifting his hips up slightly to get a better angle in him.

Your dick now slips against that spot he was dying for you to hit earlier, making him roll his eyes back as he sees stars. The loud whines and whimpers he lets out are muffled by your powerful arms.

Everything about this experience is new to him - the pleasure, the comfort, the protection. All his life Sephiroth has been made to believe that he's undeserving of these things, yet you of all people have shown him otherwise.

With you, Sephiroth is not Shinra's most powerful soldier, a weapon used for war. Instead, he is vulnerable in a way that makes him feel wanted. Loved.

He's so lost in how incredible your dick and your body feel that he doesn't realise that you feel the same way. Sort of.

Your pace picks up and the man beneath you starts squirming as a different kind of heat begins to swirl inside of him.

"Oh~! A-Ah! I'm gonna-- Oh, my love I-I'm gonna--!!!" his words are nearly incoherent.

As you hammer into him, the only words he can get out are various pet names for you alongside the occasional "Cumming~~!".

And that's the only warning you get before he shudders in your arms, pearly cum gushing out of him as his orgasm takes over.

With your limited interactions with humanity, you've never seen this behaviour before, so you cease moving and loosen your hold on him, peering over his shoulder.

After who knows how long, his orgasm fades, leaving him trembling beneath you.

You push the hair out of his face to check if he's still conscious. Even if he's not, you're too impatient to wait for him to wake up, grabbing him harshly and dragging him halfway into the water.

This throws him out of whatever state he was in as he cries out in surprise.

"W-Wait, my love--!!"

He stutters as you pull out and spin him round to face you, his flushed face stained with tears.

He weakly manages to wrap his legs around your waist as you shove back into him. He hurriedly grasps your shoulders, struggling to adjust to your speed as you pound into his abused hole.

His cries and shouts fall on deaf ears as your dick pistons in and out of him. His tight ass squeezes the wet tendril, a choked 'Ah!' being punched out of him each time it rams into that same spot.

"Too much~~! 'S too much my love--!" he rambles.

Faint colourful patterns start to dance around in Sephiroth's vision. He no longer has any strength or energy to move on his own, completely relying on your body to keep his head above water.

You bask in his desperation, softly lapping and nibbling at his earlobe possessively.

This pathetic man walked into your enclosure and opened your tank like a naive child trying to feed a lion at the zoo. He has made his mistake and you will not let him back out of it.

He's given you a taste of something you have been denied for years.

You will make this man your mate whether he likes it or not.

The thought alone is enough to send a thrill down you, clinging onto his toned waist as you slam even more brutally into him.

You let out a pleased trill next to his ear as your hips stutter, ready to fill your mate up.

"W-Wait-! Ah~! A-AH?!"

Sephiroth's noises are cut off by the feeling of your hot sperm releasing into him, his own overstimulated cock weakly spurting out more small drops of white.

His nails dig into the scales on your shoulders as he clenches around you tight, focussing solely on the warmth spilling into his stomach.

"Love..." he whispers, dizzy.

Sephiroth physically cannot carry himself and his head falls onto your shoulder in exhaustion.

You peer down at him curiously, before scooping him up in your arms and lying back in the water, letting him rest on you as his own personal lifeboat.

He falls asleep within minutes, so worn out he doesn't stir when you later jump out of your tank, carrying him with you in your arms.

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Shinra SOLDIERS finally manage to break into your cell, hours after you escaped with your lover.

All they discover is your empty tank with the top wide open and a rogue dead fish lying on the floor.

"Sephiroth..?" you call gently.

You're met with silence. You're sitting anxiously on the bed waiting for your lover to show himself.

You had miraculously convinced him to wear a mini skirt in an attempt to conquer some of his fears surrounding intimacy.

It was actually Sephiroth himself who had asked you to buy him some racy clothing to step out of his comfort zone. He wasn't entirely sure what he meant when he brought up the idea to you, but he certainly wasn't thinking about something so...feminine.

You had mentioned wearing a skirt when listing off many different items of clothing you thought he could try and, for some reason, it stuck in his mind.

So now here he is, standing hesitantly in the bathroom and staring at himself in the mirror.

"Sephiroth?" You call again. "Is everything okay?"

He gulps nervously. He wants to impress you, but the only word he can use to describe his current appearance is embarrassing.

"Yes," he responds quietly.

"Sephiroth, we don't have to do this," you reassure him. "You can take it off if you don't feel comfortable."

You're starting to feel guilty - maybe you've pushed him too far out of his comfort zone.

"No," Sephiroth states flatly.

"You want to take it off?" You ask.

"No," Sephiroth states again, more confidently this time.

"Oh, okay," you're slightly stunned at his unpredictability. "Don't worry, just take your time-"

You're cut off by the bathroom door suddenly opening and revealing the most gorgeous man you've ever seen.

You can't stop your jaw from dropping slightly as your eyes travel down Sephiroth's form.

He's standing timidly in the doorway with his hands in front of him in a poor attempt to cover himself.

He's wearing a white shirt that's unbuttoned just enough to expose a slither of his chest whilst leaving the rest to the imagination.

Then, of course, the star of the show - a black skirt that just covers his crotch and lets his thighs remain visible. The fabric tightly hugs his figure and rides up just a little bit when he shifts self-consciously.

"Wow," you gawk like a fourteen year old boy seeing tits for the first time (which, in a certain sense, you suppose you are).

"[Name…]” Sephiroth whines, turning his head away as a heavy blush creeps across his face. "This is humiliating."

"Come here," you tell him softly.

Without making eye contact, he makes his way over to the bed, awaiting your next comment.

"Turn around."

He nearly whimpers in shame as he immediately faces the other way, allowing you to fully appreciate his curves and the tiniest glimpse of his ass peeking out from the skirt.

You reach out and run your fingers up the side of his thigh and he shivers at the touch. Your hand slips underneath the fabric and you discover that he isn't wearing any underwear.

That'll be why he was so desperate to cover himself.

You grin before standing up and flipping your positions. You push your chest into his back, forcing Sephiroth to bend over and grant you a devilish view. His hands desperately grasp at the sheets below to steady himself as your own snake around his hips and carefully pull the fabric of the skirt up halfway.

Sephiroth gasps at the exposure and the feeling of your thumbs tenderly caressing his skin.

"You look so pretty, angel..." you whisper and he croons in response.

Your touch drifts up his ass before leaving. Sephiroth's head whips round in confusion, but he's relieved to see you're just removing your clothing. He relaxes and props himself up on his elbows instead of his hands, fighting the urge to arch his back and fully present himself to you.

He instantly loses that fight the second he feels your warm cock slide between his ass. He bites back a moan as he feels you tease his hole, steadily grinding against him.

He pushes back slightly, completely pressing himself against you. His soft skin paired with the added friction of the skirt makes you groan.

Sephiroth huffs impatiently.

"Enough, [Name]," he pants. "Please, I need more."

You pull back and reach into your bedside drawer and grab the bottle of lube. Whilst you're distracted, Sephiroth reaches back to pull the skirt up above his hips, fully displaying himself to you.

When you look back at him you freeze for a moment. Sephiroth smirks at you.

"Well?" He teases. "Don't keep me waiting, [Name]."

You chuckle, regaining your composure and positioning yourself behind him like before.

You pour a generous amount of lube onto Sephiroth's ass, cautious not to get any on the skirt. Tenderly, you push one finger into him and he mewls at the sensation.

"Please, love," he practically begs. "Not like this, you're being too cruel-"

"Patience, sweetheart," you soothe him, delicately running your unoccupied hand through his silver locks to ease him. "You spent all this time getting ready for me, let me enjoy myself, hm?"

Sephiroth turns to look at you again. His bangs messily cover his eyes, yet you know he's glaring.

After a little while, which felt like forever to Sephiroth, you push in another finger, then another and slowly push them in and out. Your lover makes small rocking movements, trying to match yours but it simply isn't enough.

"[Name]..." he breathed, need lacing his voice.

"Alright, baby," you pull your fingers out and pat his hip gently.

He wiggles his hips in arousal as you bring your cock to his entrance. You push the tip in and Sephiroth purrs with excitement. You stretch him so nicely as your dick fills him up.

Once you bottom out, you give him a moment to adjust and he eagerly rubs his ass against you.

Taking his hint, you begin thrusting into him and his eyes flutter shut. Tiny pants leave him and his own abandoned cock rubs against the fabric of his skirt. He reaches down and grabs his dick through the material, jerking himself off in a pathetic rhythm.

As you fuck into him faster, Sephiroth feels himself starting to reach his breaking point. There's something so erotic about him being in such a slutty outfit whilst you pound him. Eventually, he can't keep up with your pace and drops his hand back onto the bed, this time arching his back more to press his dick further into the skirt.

It's only now that you realise what he's doing and you cease your movements, earning a clueless cry from Sephiroth as his eyes snap open.

"Ah-ah," you scold. "We don't want to ruin your lovely skirt, do we?"

Wide-eyed, Sephiroth glances down and sees he's smeared precum all over said skirt. He tries to hide it with his hand.

Unimpressed, you pull out and manhandle him onto his back, dragging him fully onto the bed. You climb on top of him and lick up his jaw, trapping him between you and the pillows.

“I was hoping I’d be able to see you in this again,” you whisper into his ear. “But that won’t happen if you make a mess of it.”

You settle between his spread legs, the skirt now looking more like a belt with how far it’s ridden up, and begin undoing his shirt fully.

Sephiroth blushes even harder and hides his face with his hand as his beautiful chest is now on show.

Like a starved man, you dive in and immediately plant bites and kisses all over his pecs, earning several choked gasps from Sephiroth.

“[Name]…” he murmurs, struggling to keep himself composed.

Satisfied, you pull back and align yourself with his hole again before shoving your dick all the way in.

Sephiroth moans and quickly covers his mouth with his hand.

You let the action slide and instead focus on the delightful sight of your lover’s hole swallowing you fully. You know Sephiroth is embarrassed by his attire and don’t want to make it worse.

You hold his knees up to your shoulders as you slam into him, your arousal making it difficult to control yourself.

Quiet pants and whimpers from Sephiroth spur you on. His useless cock bounces between you, spurting more and more precum onto the skirt, much to your disappointment.

The man beneath you notices your staring and hastily moves to shield his cock with the skirt. You immediately shove his hand away and wrap one of yours around his base.

Sephiroth yelps and looks up at you with adorable, helpless eyes. As you jerk him off, you lean forward, keeping Sephiroth’s legs rested on your shoulders.

Your dick now repeatedly hammers into a particularly sweet spot inside of him and before he can stop it, tears start brimming in Sephiroth’s eyes.

He cups your face in his hands and you lock eyes with him, admiring his teared-up and fucked-out expression.

“M-My love…I’m c-close!” He stutters, hoping you won’t tease him any further.

And you don’t. You keep thrusting into him and continue moving your hand up and down and up and down and—

“A-Ah! Ah~!” Sephiroth lets out one final whimper as his body tenses, his hole clenching around you.

His cum lands all over his skirt and his chest.

You follow soon after and Sephiroth hums in pleasure as he feels your warmth spill into him.

You both lie still for a few moments, listening to each other’s heavy breathing.

Slowly, you pull out of him and have to restrain yourself as you watch your cum seep out of him. When you look up, you see that the skirt has been officially ruined as white stains cover it.

“What a shame…” you think aloud, gently lifting Sephiroth’s legs off your shoulders and bringing them back onto the bed. “You looked so beautiful in it, angel.”

Sephiroth’s sly smirk returns to his face as he calmed down.

“A shame indeed,” he says under his breath.

Unbeknownst to you, he’s already planning to buy another skirt. Or perhaps several.