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Did all the hours he lost ironing his clothes to perfection, all the discounts he had given you in Monstro Lounge, the free-of-charge study sessions and sweet words he had given you mean nothing to you? His hand slowly came towards his glasses as he adjusted them, leaving the pen down on the table and away from his rage.

Was Rielle better than him? Just because he had that sweet and kind smile and was friendly towards everyone?

The more Azul thought about it, the more his stomach twisted. Rielle was the embodiment of every "happily ever after" storybook that Azul used to glare at. He was the kind of person who walked through a room and somehow made the lights seem brighter without even trying. He had that effortless, airy grace, the kind of Prince Charming who probably spent his mornings singing to the local sea-life and having them actually sing back.

Thinking about all of that made a shiver run down Azul’s back.

He couldn’t allow the merman to get you away from him, not when he had placed his eyes on you first.

"Uwaah~ Azul, you’re making that face again," Floyd’s voice broke through his spiral, sounding way too entertained. "The one where you look like you’re gonna start crying ink. Is it because the Princey is sooooo much more popular than a grumpy octopus?"

Azul slammed his hands onto the desk, the sound echoing through the VIP room.

"Popularity is a fickle thing, Floyd," Azul hissed through his teeth. "And 'Princes' are prone to... accidents. Especially when they venture into waters they don't understand."

"My, how passionate." a calm voice said from the doorway.

Jade walked into the room with his usual polite smile. He didn't seem bothered at all by the ink mess on the desk or Azul’s angry face. He adjusted his tie and looked at his brother and then at his housewarden.

"It seems you’ve heard the news too, Azul," Jade started. "The whole school is talking about it. Rielle has planned a very classic date. A private boat ride through the bioluminescent lagoon tonight. It’s exactly the kind of thing someone from RSA would do."

Jade leaned against the wall, his eyes glinting with mischief.

"From what I heard, the lagoon will be very quiet tonight. No teachers, no other students, just the two of them in a small boat under the moonlight. It’s the perfect spot for a romantic confession. If they stay out there long enough, I’m sure Rielle will ask ____ to be his by the end of the night."

Azul felt his heart drop. A confession? In a boat? Under the stars? It was too much. It was exactly the kind of perfect moment he should be the one giving you and not that annoying merman.

"A confession..." Azul whispered, his face turning pale.

"Eee-he! Azul’s gonna lose Shrimpy to a goody two-shoes!" Floyd laughed, kicking his legs. "They’re gonna kiss and everything!"

"They will do no such thing!" Azul snapped, standing up straight. He looked at the twins. "Jade, Floyd. We are going to that lagoon. We need to make sure ____ is safe from... unstable boats."

Jade’s smile grew wider. "Of course, Azul. The water can be very dangerous at night. It would be a shame if the boat just... tipped over."

"I wanna tip it! I wanna see him cry!" Floyd cheered, jumping up.

"Then let's go," Azul said, grabbing his coat. "We have a date to ruin."

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“Rielle! This spot is so beautiful!” Your eyes sparkled as you looked around the lagoon. You could see small fish swimming around and the sparkly lights of the water below the two of you, it was almost like a painting.

The redhead slowly rowed the small wooden boat, reaching for a spot near some trees. Their leaves slowly draped down over the two of you, almost as if the spot had come out from a book of fairy tales. Then, he stopped rowing, leaving the paddles alone.

“I’m glad you are enjoying yourself, ___.” There was such a sweet smile on his face, his cheeks turning a soft, rosy pink.

Rielle leaned forward slightly, his eyes soft and kind. The water glowed a soft blue, reflecting in his eyes like stars. He reached out, his hand hesitating for a second before it took hold of your own.

"I’ve wanted to bring you here for a long time," he whispered, his voice sounding so gentle. "Back home in the Coral Sea, we have many beautiful places, but none of them feels as special as being here with you."

You gasped at his kind words, not having expected them. Your heart gave a little flutter as you looked at him. Rielle looked so handsome in the moonlight, his red hair slightly messy from the ocean breeze.

"Rielle..." you started, but he gently squeezed your hands, stopping you.

“I wanted tonight to be perfect, you know?” His eyes glance at the side of the boat feeling a little shy. “Because you deserve it.” He gave you a look that was so pure and sweet it almost made you melt.

The glowing fish beneath the boat started to swim in a circle, making the water beneath you look like a swirl of blue and gold glitter. Rielle looked down at your lips and then back at your eyes, his face turning even redder.

"Can I...?" he whispered, his voice trailing off as he waited for your permission.

Everything was so perfectly romantic.

But something felt wrong.

It felt wrong because even if the moment felt perfect, even if you had enjoyed spending the day with Rielle, even if he was the perfect and nicest guy, you had wanted someone else to be here in his spot.

And you felt somewhat selfish to even think in such a way. You were sure that a lot of people would have wished to have been in the spot you were with Rielle, but you couldn’t accept this confession.

“I… I’m sorry, Rielle…” And it did break your heart to see such a sad expression on his face. His hand, which had been resting so gently on your cheek, pulled away as if he had been burned.

“Oh…” Rielle’s voice was barely a whisper. He looked down at his lap, his rosy cheeks turning pale. “I… I understand. I’m sorry for making things awkward, ____. I just thought-”

He didn't get to finish his sentence.

Suddenly, the peaceful silence of the lagoon was shattered by a massive THUMP against the bottom of the boat. It was so hard that the wooden boards groaned.

“What?!” Rielle gasped, grabbing the sides of the boat to keep from falling out.

Your hands came to rest on the side of the boat as you had almost fallen out of it from the sudden shake.

“Are you alright?!” Rielle asks, he moves towards you to check if you were hurt, but once again, before he can come any close the boat gets hit at the bottom.

Before you could even scream, a long, dark shadow swirled under the water. However, the boat didn’t just shake this time, and it was violently jerked to the side. There, the boat tipped to the side, sending you splashing in the water.

The coldness and darkness of the water hit you instantaneously, making you jolt as you tried to swim up to the surface, you gasped for air as you reached it, and to your surprise, Rielle was nowhere to be seen.

“Rielle?!” You shouted, looking around the water.

"Oh dear," a polite, mocking voice came from the other side. Jade surfaced right next to you, not looking bothered by the water at all. "What a terrible accident. To think a merman would be so careless with a boat."

Rielle surfaced with a gasp, and you watched as Floyd came not far behind him.

"Eee-he! Look at that! Got your date ruined, didn't you?" Floyd laughed, his damp hair slicked back. He was bobbing in the water right behind Rielle, looking like he was having the time of his life.

And then, standing on a nearby stone pier, looking completely dry and perfectly composed, was Azul. He adjusted his glasses while looking down at Rielle.

"It seems," Azul started. "that you are in need of some assistance."

Then it was your turn to sigh as you rolled your eyes to the octavenille trio.

“Azul! Are you serious!?”

You were soaking wet, your clothes felt heavy, and you were pretty sure you had a piece of glowing seaweed stuck to your shoulder.

Azul didn't even flinch. He didn't look guilty at all, in fact, he looked incredibly pleased with himself. He slowly took off his hat, holding it against his chest in a fake gesture of concern.

"I’m afraid I don't know what you mean, ____." Azul replied. "I was simply taking a walk with my associates when we witnessed this tragic maritime disaster. It is a good thing we arrived when we did. This lagoon is known for its treacherous currents, after all."

"Currents? Azul, you tipped the boat!" Rielle cried out, splashing water as he tried to stabilise himself. He looked more confused than angry, his heart still hurting from your rejection only seconds before the splash.

"Accusations without proof? How hurtful." Jade chimed in from your side. “We were merely swimming by. It's not our fault if some people are too clumsy to handle a simple wooden boat."

"Yeah, Shrimpy! The mermaid is just bad at steering!" Floyd added, splashing him with some water. "Maybe he should go back to the kiddie pool!"

Azul ignored the tweels as he came closer towards the water. He knelt down and extended a hand towards you.

“Ignore them.” And his voice had changed to a softer tone than the one he had used previously. "Come here, ____. You’re shivering. It would be a shame if you caught a cold because of someone else's incompetence."

He was looking at you with that same gaze he had when he wanted to win a contract, but there was something else there. Behind the smug smile, he looked like he was waiting for you to choose him.

So you stretched your hand slowly towards his, not ignoring the shift in his eyes as they seemed to have softened or the gulp in his throat.

“Oh, Azul…” Your voice saying his name came out in such an angelic way to his ears that he froze in place. He looked almost dazed, his fingers reaching out to close around yours, thinking he had finally won.

And then… You pulled him into the water.

“This is for ruining my clothes and being a jerk to Rielle!” you yelled.

When he finally surfaced, he looked like a drowned cat. His hair, which he had spent so much time styling to perfection, was matted against his forehead, and he was gasping for air as he wiped water from his face.

You could hear the tweels mocking Azul’s state, but you didn’t pay much attention to what they were saying.

You reached up with your hand and gently brushed the wet hair away from his eyes. You leaned in and pressed a soft kiss right on his cheek.

"And that," you whispered, a small smile playing on your lips, "is for being the only person who would actually go through all this trouble just because you were jealous."

Azul froze. The water around him could have been freezing, but his whole face felt like it was on fire. He looked at you with wide eyes. "I... I wasn't jealous," he managed to say. "I was merely protecting my interests!"

"You feel so good like this." He mumbles just quietly enough that no one else can sense the hunger in his voice, his hands already skirting up your thighs and making you squirm against him. 

- The first twitch of your hips gives him the perfect idea to pass this long, boring journey,  his lips breaking into a giggle against your neck as he slips his hand higher, feeling you tense against him but doing nothing to stop his daring actions.

- His fingers find their way into your panties and between your slick folds embarrassingly quickly, the indecency of your situation only dampening your underwear more as Luffy makes quick work of stretching you out, every stifled sound from your lips only enticing him to make you feel that much better. 

- You barely have time to think about what's happening when he lifts you for a split second to pull his manhood from his shorts and line it up with your entrance. You can't bring yourself to look at him as he chuckles again and starts ever so slightly bucking his hips, feeling you clench and tremble in response to the sensation.

"I bet no one else is having as fun a journey as we are, love." He remarks without a care in the world as you try and bite down on your lip to keep a needy whine from spilling out. "I can feel how much you like this." He adds, keeping up his languid pace, in absolutely no rush. 

- The journey would pass in a haze of teasing touches and throbbing desire, Luffy taking his time to appreciate every squeeze of your thighs and sigh from your lips. In the end you have to beg him to move a little faster, unable to cope with teetering on the edge of climax for another minute. Thankfully, he's more than happy to oblige and you've plenty of road left together to make the most of. 

Sanji 

- Oh it's a dream come true for sweet Sanji when you end up sat on his lap in the back of some dimly lit bar, every other comfy armchair occupied and the suggestion sounding like the answer to his prayers when it came from your lips. 

- You quickly notice how he's not really joining in the conversation or paying attention to anything but your intoxicating proximity. His hands are fixed to your waist where they had settled the moment you sat down, and his gaze is fixed firmly down at you, his lips slightly open like he's right on the edge of saying something. And then you shift your hips slightly to get more comfortable, and that's when you feel it. 

- Sanji is rock hard in his trousers underneath you and even your slight adjustment has a pained groan croaking out of him into your ear. The rest of the gang are too busy watching Usopp tell some elaborate tale to notice their chef is falling apart beneath your thighs, just from being this close to you. 

- His cheeks are flush as you turn to look at him, his eyes sparkling and apologetic as you shift your weight slightly again, his whole face contorting in a failed attempt at self-control. 

"Is it really that exciting to have me sitting in your lap, Sanji?" You tease, whispering the question in his ear, your warm breath sending a shiver down his spine. His jaw is tensed as he nods his head, taking a deep inhalation to steady himself before he dares to speak. 

"My dear, I can only apologise, but I assure you having you this close is as good as my life can get." The final words are breathy and laboured as you gave a tentative roll of your hips against him, his whole body seeming to react to the movement and chase you for more. 

"Oh my sweet chef, I'm the one who should be apologising - for not taking my rightful seat before tonight." Sanji's eyes roll back as you speak, another movement of your ass making his hips jerk against you, the aching between his thighs reaching dangerous levels of bliss. 

- It wouldn't take more than a few more minutes of gently grinding and running your fingers through his blonde hair as you lock your eyes with him to have your hopelessly devoted chef squirming beneath you as he finishes in his trousers, gentle sighs of 'thank you' spilling from his lips and his hands reach forward to hold you a little tighter. 

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I hope you enjoyed this idea as I'm going to share a part two very soon for Zoro and Usopp because they can always use more love 💗 In the meantime, check out my One Piece Masterlist for more 💞

Nami’s instructions were simple. Keep it on the low, buy everything you need without drawing too much attention, and then return to the Merry safe. And you thought you were doing a good job. You were taking a walk through Loguetown, just looking, in hopes of seeing something pretty enough worth a couple of berries, when you saw him.

A tall man, smoking two cigars. He was… distracting to say the least.

You tried your best to ignore him, continue with your plans, but you could feel his gaze, burning. He was following every move, every step, every breath, and god, you were going insane. 

A part of you was worried. Did you bring too much attention? Maybe he was suspecting you were a pirate. But the other part (the one you were worried could take control any time soon) was enjoying the attention and wanted to get closer to him, to keep his attention on you.

Was that a problem? Probably. Did you care? Not at all. You didn’t even know the man, but god, your mind was going through the most insane and hot scenarios in that moment.

It was simple, the man was hot.

A couple more minutes passed, and he was actually the one who approached you.

“Looking for somethin’ in particular?” You heard him say, but didn’t turn around to look at him.

“Not really, just, you know, looking around. Waiting for something to catch my eye.” You turned around and felt your breath caught in your throat. His presence was overwhelming. His whole body was towering over yours, and you felt something warm in your core, and your cheeks were burning. Your eyes roamed all over his uncovered chest, and smiled.

When you least expected it, he was cornering your whole body against a wall in an alley he guided you to. Mouth hot against your neck, while one of his hands was covering your mouth, preventing you from making any sounds.

“Mhng.” You rolled your eyes to the back of your head. Your lower part of your body was rubbing against his hard-on.

“Shh. You gotta keep quiet if you want me to continue.” You looked into his eyes and nodded. His hand left your mouth. Any self-respect you had flew out the window the moment you heard him groan.

Smoker didn’t know what possessed him. For god’s sake, he was supposed to be patrolling, waiting for any sign of the Straw Hat pirate or his crew. But here he was, hands all over the ass of some girl whom he had just met. And it felt incredible.

You thanked yourself for choosing to wear a skirt earlier that day, making this easier and quicker for him.

The man moved your skirt up, pooling it around your waist. He didn’t waste any time, knowing fully well this had to be as quick as possible if he didn’t want any of his subordinates to search for him and find him in such a compromising situation.

He moved your panties to the side, followed by unbuttoning his jeans. You looked down and swore that you felt your stomach flip after looking at his size. You couldn’t stop looking at his cock, and you thank whatever god was listening for letting you experience this before going into the Grand Line.

He started to smear his precum all over his shaft as some form of lubricant. He moved one of your legs to give him better access and a view of your entrance. He angled himself, and your breath hitched.

As he was slowly going inside of you, you closed your eyes and crashed your head into the wall. Smoker couldn’t believe how gorgeous you were. 

“Jump.” He whispered against your ear. You did as he said, and his grip on your waist was harder. Your legs wrapped around his waist. He waited just a little more before starting to move at a fast pace. Even if the two of you wanted to take your time, you knew this wasn’t going to be possible, at least not now.

You could feel every single time he was thrusting into you, making you shiver every single time his cock was hitting that spot that made your eyes roll. And the fact that anyone could just walk into this at any moment was making you get even more excited.

“F-ugh, taking me so well, aren’t you, pretty girl?” You felt yourself clench around him at the nickname. “So you liked being called that? Pretty?” Your body answered him involuntarily. He didn’t say anything else after that, he only wanted one thing: to feel you cum all around his cock.

Your gaze moved to the lower part where both of your bodies were connecting, and you couldn’t help but moan. Yeah, he was big, and you didn’t believe how you were able to take him all. There was a ring of precum and your juices forming at the base of this cock. You were hypnotized.

“Knew I wanted to have you like this the moment I saw you.” You started to roll your hips to match his thrusts, making the pleasure more intense, and you were grateful the man was strong enough to carry you and fuck you at the same time. 

You were sure this type of man only comes once in a lifetime, and you were kinda sad that this was going to be a one-time thing, but he didn’t let you think too much, since you could feel his cock throb inside you.

“I’m gonna-“ You finally managed to say something, barely.

“You gonna what?” He was enjoying this a little too much. But you look at you, such a pretty girl, too cockdrunk to even say a word.

“Cum, pleaseplease, I have to-,” you whimpered when the tip of his cock was slamming against your sweet spot. Tears started to form in your eyes. You didn’t think it was possible to cum with only thrusting, but here he was, proving you wrong.

Your hands tugged at his jacket, your knuckles turning white from the force. He was such a view. Shirtless, his well-put hair now messy, smirk too dangerous, too handsome.

“It’s ok pretty girl, you can cum. Cum all over my cock. Show me how good I made you feel.” His voice plus his breath against your cheek did it for you. Your whole body tensed while you felt the pleasure roaming all over your body, leaving you numb.

It didn’t take him long to also cum, your pussy squeezing him soooo good. You could only feel his cock pulse, and his breathing was uneven. Each thrust started to become erratic. You wouldn’t tell him, but the overstimulation was feeling a little too good. With one final thrust, he filled you up with his thick cum.

“Shit.” He said while resting his head on your shoulder. “I didn’t mean to-“ You only shook your head.

“It’s ok.” You whispered. Your mind was hazy, and everything felt unreal. You were coming down from your high, body too weak to even be able to stand up properly. Thankfully, the man’s strong arms were preventing you from falling to the floor.

The sound of a transponder snail brought you back to reality. 

“What happened?” He said as soon as he answered.

“Sir, pirates. Near the execution platform.” Pirates? Your gut told you, somehow, that your captain was involved. And the fact that the man who had just blown your mind a few minutes ago was receiving this call made you realize you had just made a mistake. A big one.

“Got it. See you there.” He ended the call and looked directly into your shocked eyes. “Gotta go pretty. Kinda bumbed out I have to leave you after this. But work’s calling.”

“Work?” You cleared your throat. “You are… You are… a marine.” You finally managed to say. The words felt heavy on your tongue.

“Smart.” He chuckled while he slowly put you down, making sure you were strong enough to stand on your own, and fixed your skirt. “I kinda wish we weren’t interrupted. But I really have to go.” He moved to the side the strands of hair that were covering your face to look at you one more time. You could feel his load drip down your thighs.

You wanted to say something to him, but you couldn’t really come up with anything, so you just nodded.

“I hope we meet again.” Oh, you were sure you were going to meet again.

A/N: He was so distracting while watching OPLA S2, my god I need him really bad. btw this was supposed to be posted yesterday, but i finished s2 yesterday and i was a crying mess and i was just too tired. s2 is just perfect!!!

n a v i g a t i o n

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle’s priority would definitely be holding lots of eye contact with you to make sex more intimate and romantic 👀 That’s why I believe that he’d have an eye contact kink. He may be very shy at first, but sooner or later he’ll get more comfortable and give in.

Cater Diamond

Cater has always been a huge fan of consensual self-voyeurism. He would always make sure to record the two of you having sex and use that footage later to masturbate, especially when you’re giving him a blowjob or receive back shots from him ;) But most importantly, the faces you make every time he fucks you never fail to drive him crazy and he would obviously be a dummy to not have those recorded as well.

Ace Trappola

Ace would heavily be into uniform play. He would genuinely cum in his boxers as soon as he’d see you dressed as a sexy nurse, police or something other than that. Obviously he’d prefer you without any kind of clothes, but he still loves the way you surprise him in those revealing outfits every time the two of you have sex 😌

Deuce Spade

Deuce loves the way you praise him when being intimate together. So it’s kinda self explanatory why he’s so fond of praise kink. You telling him how good he makes you feel always makes him melt in just a few seconds. Don’t worry, he never forgets to praise you too ❤️ After all, he wants to show you that you make him feel amazing as well.

Leona Kingscholar

Leona’s favorite kink is probably the most obvious one 🙂‍↕️ Like cmon at this point it’s canon that this horny mf has a fucking breeding kink. Not because he wants kids on his own, he probably hates kids, but rather because he loves the feeling of filling you up with his seed. That’s why the two of you basically never use any kind of condoms at all.

Jack Howl

Jack would be fond of acarophilia. He usually fucks you in positions like missionary just because he loves the way of being scratched by you 🫦 Be it his back, shoulders or anywhere else, it really doesn’t matter to him at all. Yes, it might be painful, but that still doesn’t change the fact that Jack finds it hot as fuck.

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul goes crazy every time he’d hear the sounds that are made when you guys have sex 😵‍💫 That’s why auralism is a huge favorite of his. The sounds of your moans, groans and even the sound of wetness the two of you create just makes him hornier than he already is. He’d end up getting as red as a tomato

Jade Leech

Jade cannot help himself but be so obsessed with restraining you in some kind of way. I guess he really is a huge lover of bondage, also as known as the "B" in BDSM. For example wearing handcuffs, shibari rope bondage or aerial rigging. You just look so pretty all tied up like a gift for him that is just waiting to be opened by his hands ☺️

Floyd Leech

Floyd loves choking you when having sex >:D It’s pretty much no surprise that this freak is into breath play. Seeing you struggle because of your breathing being restricted turns him on so fucking much. Sometimes he may take it too far, but fear not, cause Floyd knows how to take care of his beloved shrimpy. He would never hurt you, he’s just obsessed with testing your limits and having you break.

Jamil Viper

Jamil would definitely be into hair pulling ✨ It gives him a sense of control and dominance over you. But he also finds it really hot when you pull on his own hair. The only difference is, that he’s pulling yours because of wanting to have some control while you pull his since you need something to hold onto while he fucks you stupid.

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim is known to be very sweet and cuddly with you 🌸 so PLEASE hear me out when I say that this cutie has an affection kink. He’s literally so gentle with you, holding your hands in his, caressing your head and giving you lots of kisses. You’d genuinely feel so loved with the way he treats you like his precious queen >.<

Vil Schönheit

Vil is also one of those that just loves seeing you at his mercy 💋 I think he would really be into temperature play. He’d either place some cold ice cubes on your body or play around with some wax. It’s really a mix between hot and cold with him.

Rook Hunt

Rook is a hunter, so I definitely think that he’d be having a chase kink or something similar to that. You’re the prey and he’s the hunter, obviously. It’s definitely a very exciting way to have sex like that and always makes him let out his rougher side and instincts. The thrill of it just makes the two of you even more down bad for each other 🤭

Idia Shroud

Idia is also freaky as fuck, that guy would surely be into dirty talk. Whisper sinful stuff into his ear and he’ll be like a 100x more hot and bothered than he already was, making him even more pathetic and desperate for you. There would genuinely be no difference between him and an animal in heat 🙌🏻

Malleus Draconia

Malleus would surely be into orgasm control. He’d tell you how you can only cum when he allows you to or how you have to earn the privilege to cum >.< It’s definitely really mean and frustrates you to the point where you just want to cry, but in the end of the day, it’s worth it. Malleus isn’t that mean after all and will sooner or later let you cum :)

The first time someone laughed in your face for dating Idia it was during lunch in the cafeteria.

“Waitwaitwait!” Ace wheezed, nearly choking on his sandwich. “You’re telling me you are dating Idia shroud… Ignihyde’s biggest shut in? The guy who disappears for three days when someone makes eye contact with him?”

Deuce beside him looked genuinely concerned. “Are you… okay? Like, blink twice if you need help escaping.”

You’d just rolled your eyes and taken another bite of your food. “You two are dramatic. He’s sweet.”

“Sweet…” Ace echoed like the word physically hurt him. “Y/n. He literally hissed at me last week when I walked too close to his tablet.”

“That was because you almost spilled juice on it one time!”

Deuce tilted his head. “Still… him? Really? Are you sure?”

You didn’t bother arguing anymore. You were used to it.

But what they didn’t see

The way your phone buzzed at 2am with a text “u awake? just checking” even though he knew damn well you were probably asleep. Followed by “nvm saw u probably asleep now. sleep well. dream of SSR pulls.”

The snack drawer in his room that mysteriously started containing your favorite chips, gummies, and those weirdly addictive strawberry candies you could never find in the school store anymore.

The late night voice calls where you ranted about homework or Crewel’s stupid assignments and he listened. No interruptions. No “skill issue” comments. Just quiet “mm”s and the occasional “that sucks, wanna do the assignment together tomorrow?”

The two player fighting games he bought specifically because you mentioned that you like and want try it. He’d even let you win the first few rounds before casually destroying you so hard you threw a pillow at his head.

The Stardew Valley where you were already married, and spent most evenings planting ancient seeds and fishing together.

And definitely not known

The way Idia’s hands… those same hands that could do perfect score in rhythm games, debug codes, and build a lot of stuff, can turn into something else entirely when they were on you.

Tonight you’re in his room again.The blue glow of monitors fills his room. The door is locked. You’re sitting between Idia’s thighs on his oversized gaming chair, back to his chest, legs draped over the armrests. Your skirt is pushed up. Your panties are somewhere on the floor. He hasn’t even taken his hoodie off. One arm is looped loosely around your waist, keeping you pinned against him. The other hand is between your thighs, slow and confident in a way that always catches you off guard. Because this Idia? This isn’t the stuttering, eye avoiding, “w-would it be cringe if I—” Idia that most of NRC knows. This is the one who’s spent hundreds of hours perfecting muscle memory. Who knows exactly how much pressure, how fast, how deep, how long.

Right now two of his long fingers are curled inside you, palm pressed flush to your clit, rocking in tiny, relentless circles while the pads of his fingers stroke that spot that makes your toes curl. Your head falls back against his shoulder. A broken little sound escapes before you can stop it.

“Shhh,” he murmurs against your ear, voice low and steady. No stutter. No hesitation. “You’re doing so good. You are so good.”

You try to close your thighs on instinct, too much, too intense, but he blocks it not letting you close it. “Nope. Keep them open.” His free hand slides up to cup your jaw, tilting your face so he can see your expression in the faint reflection of the monitor. “You look so pretty right now. Wanna save this frame forever.” His fingers crook harder.

Your cheeks burn. “Idia… fuck…”

“There… there” He rewards you by adding a third finger, stretching you slowly, letting you feel every inch. “Good. You taking it so well.”

Your hips jerk. The wet sound of his hand working you is obscene in the quiet room. He doesn’t speed up. Doesn’t need to. He’s already mapped you, knows the exact rhythm that makes your thighs tremble like they’re about to give out. Knows to slow down right when you’re about to tip over the edge, then build it back twice as high. It’s torture. It’s perfect.

“I don’t get why you’re friends with Ace. He’s a jerk most of the time.” Idia murmured, almost conversationally, while his thumb starts brushing feather light circles over your clit. “He’d totally say stuff like. ‘No way the shut in has game like this.’”

“H-He’s not that bad” You manage a shaky laugh that turns into a moan halfway through. He just rolled his eyes. His fingers drag out slowly agonizingly then plunge back in with perfect precision. Your back arches.

He curls again hard and you cry out, legs shaking violently. “Close?” he asks, already knowing the answer. You nod frantically. “Say it...”

You’re too far gone to be embarrassed. “Please…Idia, babe…let me come…”

He kisses the side of your neck soft, almost sweet, while his hand turns merciless. “I wanna feel how good I make you feel.”

The orgasm hits hard, full-body, legs locking, vision blurring. You clench so hard around his fingers he groans low in his throat, hips twitching against your ass like he’s feeling it too. He works you through it with slow, gentle strokes until you’re whimpering from overstimulation, then carefully pulls out. You slump against him, panting. Idia brings his glistening fingers to his lips and licks them clean, eyes half lidded as he watches your face in the monitor reflection.

“Tastes like victory.” he mutters.

You laugh weakly. “You’re so weird.”

He rolled his eyes “Says the girl who just came on my chair and lap.” He turns you gently so you’re facing him now, straddling his lap. His hands slide up your back under your shirt. “You okay?” The confident edge fades a little, the familiar softness creeps back in. “Wasn’t too much?”

You cup his face. His hair flickers between blue and soft pink. “It was perfect” you whisper. “You’re perfect.”

He ducks his head, cheeks glowing. “Stop saying embarrassing stuff like that.”

You kiss him slow, tasting yourself on his tongue. When you pull back he’s looking at you like you’re the rarest drop he’s ever pulled. “Wanna play Stardew for a bit?” he asks quietly. “Or… keep going?”

You smile against his lips. “Keep going.”

His hair flares brighter. “Save point” he murmurs. “Second round unlocked.”

You laughed while you warped your arms around his neck “fucking weirdo”

And then those talented hands are on you again, confident, knowing, yours. Let others think whatever they want.

They’ll never know the real high score.

FUN FACT 2# : cubs are born blind and without teeth.

You are originally worried when finding about them being blind but Leona says that it's normal for lion cubs to be born blind so at least that gives you reassurance, you often worry about the smallest things–afraid it might affect the child but when they finally open their eyes, you are so to see your baby eyes.

FUN FACT 3# : cubs have spots on their coats that act as camouflage

You would be gushing over how small and cute your cube is, like who wouldn't... Well Leona but he expresses his love in a nonchalant way or simply teasing about the cub being ugly when they cry its all fun and games until he realizes that the cub is his own son. Leona would be overprotective about you and his cub, making sure they are wearing a sound proof headset even though it is quiet–he simply doesn't trust others with his child.

FUN FACT 4# : Lionesses leave the pride and give birth to their lion babies in dense bush

Even though when you are giving birth, Leona was told to wait outside but unfortunately giving birth to a beastmen as powerful as him was a painful experience and throughout the entire time you were calling out his name. Leona almost turned an advisor to sand if it weren't for his brother intervening and letting him go inside, he immediately went towards your side and held your hand through the process.

FUN FACT 5# : Lion cubs spend up to 20 hours of the day sleeping or resting

Your cub and Leona both share the same hobbies, sleeping of course. Leona would often place the cub in his chest while holding in, even though he may be asleep the slightest movement from the cub would immediately get him to open his eyes as well as making sure they don't fall or someone tried to pry them to the cub of his hands. Leona would send a glare towards anybody who would wake them up, the only exception is you.

FUN FACT 6# : mothers keep their cubs hidden away from the pride and predators.

When Leona's family finds out he has met the laugh of his life at NRC, their jaws would drop. Felena is honestly quite excited to meet the human who has shaken his brother's cold heart into a soft lion, Leona doesn't like his brother's enthusiasm. This case becomes in the spotlight because, Leona doesn't want anyone to hold the cub. The only people who are the exception are Cheka supervise or neiji.

FUN FACT 7# : Lion cubs spend most of their day playing

Your cub is energetic as heck, they will not stop moving around. Cheka is so happy to play with the cub because they match their energy, neiji would remark on how identical the cub was with Leona when he was younger. Leona is often the victim of your cub endless pursuit of games, the child is basically glued to his side after they learn to walk and now the cub prefers to be in Leona side over you–which is something Leona would tease about.

FUN FACT 8# : Cubs grow baby teeth while they are very young.

They are bitter for sure, chewing and munching on anything for no apparent reason. The mid wives would say that it's normal for this age to bite as a way to stimulate their bite, the cub would bite on anything even on your hand. Leona seems to not mind though, but... He was obligated to act hurt when the cub decided him as his next prey–saying that it was a good way to practice hunting.

FUN FACT 9# : Lion babies first start to eat meat at about three months old

Originally you didn't get used to it, but I guess it's normal for cubs to eat meat even when they are young. During your pregnancy, Leona would not let anyone approach you–he is overprotective. He would often put his head near the bump and would whisper and talk towards it as if the cub was listening, felena is grateful for how you change his brother as well as excited to finally having a niece/nephew. Cheka mother or Leona sister in law has been nothing but a big help during the pregnancy giving you tips as well as pep talking Leona, meanwhile Cheka would go visit you to hear the bump everyday.

FUN FACT 10# : Lions are the only known cat species where individuals roar together.

The cub arrival was a big celebration for the people at sunset savanna, to be honest when the prince came back from his studies oversees everyone did not expect to bring back a mate. But hey, there is a first for everything. Leona is smug showing his family off to others, as well as enjoying his family members shock. What matters most to him is you and his cub being in good health and are fine, sure he loves the shock expression from others but... What matters is you being there with him, you make him feel completed and now you just make it more.

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