ObsidianRose96

Reassurance

ObsidianRose96

Summary:

After the water tower explodes you feel as though you can't help Sandrock. Would it be better to just pack everything up and go back home to Atara? Was Sandrock even worth saving? When Unsuur hears you crying behind your workshop he sits with you for a while, and you find that all you needed was a bit of reassurance.

Notes:

Hey guys! Thank you so much for taking the time to read this. I know I haven't written anything in a while. I've been playing My time at sandrock and I love the my time series. And oh my god, whoever create Unsuur deserves a raise because he is one of the best characters in the game. Anyways, here's some my time at sandrock smut featuring a female builder and the quirky, goofy, rock loving weirdo (in the best way) Unsuur.

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You sit on a rock near your work shop and stare up into the night sky. It had been a long, exhausting, day. The water tower had exploded. It was another step backwards for the town. Each time you had made progress on something it seemed like something else would go wrong. You don’t realize it but a tear starts to slide down your cheek. Then another. And another until you’re full on crying.

Was it even worth trying anymore? Would it be better to abandon this crusty old town and move back to Atara? Sure there were plenty of things to work on in Sandrock right now but what would happen when the water completely dries up? When there’s nothing left but dust?

It hurt to think about. You already felt like you were right at home among the residents of Sandrock. Like the little family you always wanted, especially when your parents were hardly ever in the picture, even now they only occasionally send you letters in the mail. You really didn’t want to let Sandrock go.

“Hey, you okay?”

You jump at the sound of Unsuurs voice. “Oh my god, you scared me!”

“Oh, my bad.” Say’s Unsuur. “I heard someone crying and I figured I’d come and check it out. Turns out it was you.”

“Yeah, it was. Sorry you had to hear that. What are you doing out here? It’s almost midnight.”

Unsuur shrugs. “Sometimes I just like to go on walks when it’s late. Helps to clear my head after a long day of patrolling. And since today was pretty intense I felt like I needed this. What are you doing up so late?”

“When I’m stressed out, pissed off, or sad, I come out here to look up at the stars and listen to the crickets. It’s relaxing. I’m trying to calm myself down but I’m having a difficult time.”

“So you’re not okay? Wanna talk about it?”

“Sure. I wouldn’t mind some company right now.” You say, wiping the tears from your face. He climbs up on the rock beside you.

“Go on, I’m listening.” He says.

“I’m so upset right now Unsuur. Everytime we do something to make Sandrock better something happens. We take one step forward then end up going two steps back. I’m seriously considering moving back home to Atara because I feel like everything I do just isn’t worth it anymore. I’m not one to give up so easily but, maybe this just isn’t in the cards for me.”

“Woah, don’t make any rash decisions now. Listen, I know things seem bad right this second but once we catch Logan, things are gonna get better. I promise. But don’t you even think about moving away. I’ll miss you too much.”

“Awe, you would?” You ask.

“Yeah. I’ve grown to really like you, you know? You’re kick ass. You fight really well and the things you build are amazing. Plus, I like talking to you. You always have good stories to tell and give solid advice. Unlike Captain who just meows at me when I try to talk to him about something.”

“Well, he is a cat.” You say. “But I’m glad you said that. I really like you too, Unsuur.”

He smiles at you.

“So, you think there’s still hope for this place?” You ask.

“Yeah. I’ve lived in Sandrock for a while now. It’s overcome so many different things. Like I said, things kind of suck now but I believe in this place. It’ll push through. Especially now that you’re here.”

“I really hope so.” You say. It’s quiet for a moment as the two of you sit side by side. Nothing but the sounds of the desert at night time fill the air with peaceful ambience.

“So, do you ever look up at the stars?” You ask.

“Yeah, I like to look at the moon sometimes. When I was a kid my mom used to tell me it was made of cheese. Can you imagine that? That big, glowing, rock in the sky made of cheese. And then I’d wonder, what kind of cheese would it be made of?”

“My guess is cheddar.” You say. “It just seems very cheddary to me.”

“No way, that’s what I think too.” Say’s Unsuur. “I bet it’d taste really good.”

“If it’s been up in space for that long, I’m not sure I’d wanna eat it.” You say.

“Your loss.” Says Unsuur.

“I’ll take it.” You say. “I like looking for constellations and planets. There’s so many things to see, just like that.” You point up to the sky. “See that really big, bright star, right beside the Big Dipper? That’s actually Jupiter.”

“Jupiter huh? It doesn’t look like Jupiter.”

“Well duh, we’re not looking at it with a telescope. Shoot, I should probably make one of those. That’d be pretty cool. That’s another thing I love about Sandrock. There’s not a whole lot of light pollution. You can see so much more out here.” The two of you watch as a shooting star passes by.

“Would you look at that? You don’t see those everyday! We gotta make a wish now. I wish that Sandrock makes a full recovery and that it reverts back to its former glory.” You sigh. “I don’t know if it’ll come true or not but I’m desperate. I don’t wanna go back home. Did you make a wish?”

Unsure continues looking up at the sky. “Sure did.”

“What did you wish for?”

“It’s kinda dumb.” Say’s Unsuur. “I don’t think you wanna hear it.”

“Did you wish the moon was actually made of cheese?” You tease.

“Nope.”

“Oh come on, tell me! I guarantee I won’t laugh.” You say.

“Guarantee?”

“Unsuur, I’ve been around you too long and you have a tendency to say things that make me giggle so I can’t promise anything. A guarantee is the best I can do. Now come on! Please? I told you mine!”

Unsuur thinks for a second before saying. “This is gonna sound really cheesy but, if you really wanna know... I wish that I could have the chance to kiss the prettiest girl in Sandrock.”

“Awe! I didn’t know you were crushing on anyone! That’s so sweet! It’s Amirah isn’t it?”

“Nope. She’s pretty. But she doesn’t even come close to this person.” Says Unsuur.

“Really? I think she’s beautiful.” You say. “Alright if it’s not Amira, is it Catori?”

“She’s pretty too but kind of old for me. And a little too much to be around for long periods of time.” Say’s Unsuur.

“That’s fair. I’ve hung out with her a couple of times and I was exhausted afterwards.” You say. “I suppose that’s the entrepreneur in her.”

“Probably. But yeah, not Catori. No one in Sandrock comes close to this girl. She has eyes that sparkle like a sapphire and long hair that cascades down her back like a waterfall. She sees beauty in things that a lot of people would just pass by. And she inspires people, even during the worst times.”

“I’ve never heard you use words like that before. You must really like her. She sounds amazing.” You say.

“That’s because she is.” Say’s Unsuur.

“Oh my god it’s Mi-an isn’t it?!” You say.

“Not even close.” He looks into your eyes. The starlight glimmers in them reflecting back into your own. “It’s uh….its actually you.”

Your jaw drops. Of all the people in Sandrock you weren’t expecting it to be you.

. He wants to kiss you.

“I can’t believe I’m actually saying this out loud right now but I really like you. Like really, really, like you. Hell, I’ll even go as far as to say I’m in love with you. I've been thinking about you more than I think about rocks and that’s never happened to me before! I know this is super sudden but I figured this would be a good time to tell you how I feel. I just hope you feel the same about me.” He says, “And if you don’t that’s totally fine. You’ll always be my best friend, no matter what.”

You snap out of it and turn towards him, cupping his hand into yours. “I’ll be honest with you. I had no idea you had these feelings for me but I actually do feel the same, Unsuur. I was gonna be a little jealous if you liked someone else. And I’m sorry if I haven’t actually shown that I was interested in you. Between constantly trying to fix something in town and Yan shoving commissions down my throat I haven’t had a whole lot of time to do anything. But I’m so glad you said something.”

“Oh. Well, since that’s out of the way, can I kiss you?” He asks, sheepishly.

“I’d be offended if you didn’t after everything you just told me.” You say.

He cups your face and brings it close to his. Your heart beats rapidly against your chest. You’re excited and anxious at the same time as he looks into your eyes. You can tell he’s a bit nervous too. The way his hand is shaking against your cheek gives him away. At first he just stares at you. His soft brown eyes gaze into your own. For a second you worry he’s gonna back out.

But he slowly closes the gap between the two of you. The stubble on his chin rubs against your skin as his lips gently press against yours. You can feel the energy shift in this moment. There’s that spark you always read about in the cheesy smut novels you regularly pick up at the general store. It’s exactly how the authors often describe it. An electric feeling that pulls you in, making you crave more. Brand new feelings and emotions brought to life like flowers blossoming in the spring.

You had been with people prior to this. You were no stranger to kissing and sexual rendezvous. Usually it was just to pass time or satisfy an occasional lustful itch. There were a few that stuck around for a while but nothing ever felt like it was going to last. But this feels different. It feels so right, like this moment was destined to happen. Be it fate, destiny, whatever you want to call it, this was it.

He pulls away from you, seemingly breathless. Though it’s nighttime the area surrounding you is illuminated by the moonlight giving way to the slight hue of red spread out across his cheeks.

“That was amazing. Can we do it again?” He asks.

“We have all night to do whatever we want.” You say.

“Good. Because I really wanna kiss you again.” He says. He pulls you in again, this time with much more confidence. His hands tangle in your hair, pulling you closer to him. His tongue brushes against your lips and you let him in. You weren’t expecting this to turn into a full blown make out session but you weren’t complaining. He’s a really good kisser. An unexpected yet very welcome surprise.

Little grunts escape him while he explores your mouth and for some reason, you really like that. What other noises could you get him to make?

Your hand travels down his torso until it finds his groin giving it a gentle experimental squeeze. He pulls away from you for a second. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

“Why not?” You ask.

“Because if you do that I’m gonna wanna do a lot more than just kiss you.” He says.

“Really? Maybe I want more.”

He looks a bit surprised for a second but that quickly fades back into his newfound bravado. “I’m glad you said that because, if I’m being honest, I really wanna take off your clothes and see you completely naked.”

The way he says that makes you shudder. There’s an ache in between your thighs that’s becoming much more difficult to ignore. Whatever’s going to happen you’re ready and willing.

“Then do it.”

That’s all he needs to hear. He pulls your top off over your head and tosses it onto the ground. He then goes for your bra, pressing soft kisses into the crook of your neck and your shoulder as he fiddles with the hooks. Eventually it comes undone and hits the ground with a soft thud. Suddenly you’re very aware of the chilly night air that surrounds you but the chill doesn’t last long.

His face dives into your chest, rutting around in the crevice between your breast before latching onto the left one. Or was it the right? You don’t know and you really could care less. His tongue flicks across your nipple as he laps and sucks at the mound of soft flesh. His hand palms the other one giving it some attention too.

Now you’re the one making noises. You try to hold back but a soft moan brushes past your lips. You can feel him smile against your skin, knowing that he's doing something right. He turns his attention to your other breast, giving it the same treatment with his mouth.

“You’re so beautiful. Just like a gem. You’re my gem.” Unsuur mumbles against your skin.” His hands start to trail down your sides, stopping at the waist band of your pants. He fumbles with the buttons and zipper before tugging them down your legs. All that’s left on your body now is your panties.

He steps away from you for a moment to undress himself and when he lifts his shirt up over his head you're in awe. You knew he was fit. It was a requirement for being in the Civil Corps. But you weren’t expecting him to be so well built.

You also weren’t expecting him to be as big as he was.

When he takes off his boxer briefs he’s on full display, fully erect, no longer restrained by the confinements of his pants. You’re a bit intimidated by his size. It’s been a while since you’ve had sex with anyone and the first time you’ve had sex with anyone of his size.

“You ready for me?” He asks.

“Yes, but…. Please be gentle going in.” You say.

“Of course my gem, I don’t wanna hurt you.” He says. He presses a gentle kiss to your lips before sliding himself inside of you. He takes it as slow as he can, being extra careful not to hurt you. Any indication that you were in pain, a soft hiss or contorting your face a certain way, he stops, waiting for you to get used to him and whispers apologies.

When the little bits of pain faded away though, you felt deliciously full.

“Unsuur, you can start. I’m okay.” You say.

“Are you sure?” He asks.

“Yes. Please, I need more, I need you.”

He starts to pull out of you slowly pushing himself back in again, making sure to keep a steady and gentle pace. It isn’t long before you want more. Need more.

“That feel good? It feels amazing for me.” He rasps. “Can I go faster?”

You nod. He picks up the pace and he’s hitting all the good spots, all the right places that make you moan and howl into the night.

“God you’re so beautiful. You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted you. Not even like this, just for you to be my girl. You wanna be my girl right?”

“I do Unsuur.”

“Good.”

His thrusts become harder, deeper, until he’s all the way inside of you. How he managed to fit it all in there you're not sure but at the moment you don’t care. You’re too busy feeling pleasure unlike any you’ve ever felt before. Pleasure combined with something that felt so real. And though it happened rather quickly, it wasn’t just a one night stand you were participating in just because you needed to sate a sexual craving. This was actually making love. This was devotion, caring, sensual.

You feel it coming. The tingling feeling in your core is about to become a full on supernova. Your breathing hitches, your moans become louder, your toes start to curl and your walls tighten around him. Everything comes together in perfect harmony before your orgasm overtakes you. An explosion of pure bliss that flushes out the disappointment and stress you were once feeling.

You didn’t realize how badly you needed this.

Your body goes limp for a second as you try and catch your breath. He soon follows, his thrusts become much more erratic and his fingers dig into the flesh of your hips. Three more pumps and he’s done for, spilling himself inside of you. He pulls out of you and sprawls out on the boulder beside you.

“We should probably do this inside next time.” You say through ragged breaths. “The rocks not very comfortable.”

“Yeah. It was…that was really nice though.” Say’s Unsuur. “I’m not gonna lie, it’s been years since I’ve had sex with anyone.”

“Really? Well while we’re not lying, I uh, honestly thought you were a virgin.” You say.

“Nah, I’ve been with a few people. But none of them , and I mean this, none of them compare to you.”

The two of you look up at the stars.

“So what happens now?”

“Now we get to figure out each other. Which is crazy because we already know so much about each other. But now we get to find out even more. We get to explore each other and figure out where this leads. And while we’re doing that, we’ve got a town to save.” Unsuur rolls over to look at you. “You’re not in this alone, you know?”

“I know. I think I just needed some reassurance. Thank you for being with me tonight. Well, I guess technically today. You wanna go inside and try to get some sleep?”

“I wish but I’ve gotta be at work in a couple hours. Why don’t we just cuddle for a bit? And maybe get a shower while we’re at it.”

“That sounds like a plan. Then when we’re done working we could come back here and sleep. Ughhh, it’s gonna be a long day but it was absolutely worth it.”

“Yeah it was.” Says Unsuur. The two of you gather your clothes and go inside, ready to face the day that was fast approaching.

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Later that day

Unsuur walks into the Civil corps office with circles under his eyes and damp hair that smells like your rose scented shampoo. Even though he's exhausted he’s smiling wider than usual and there’s a bit more pep in his step. Justice raises an eyebrow at his eccentric colleague.

“Hey, you good man?”

“Yeah. I couldn’t be better. Why?” Asks Unsuur, pouring himself a mug of coffee.

“You just seem a lot happier than usual.”

“What are you talking about? I’m almost always in a good mood.”

“Yeah but it’s different today. And, don’t take this the wrong way but you smell really good. Like, flowers or something. You know, girly. Did you get laid or something?”

“Mmm, you could say that.” Say’s Unsuur taking a sip of his coffee. “More like making love beneath the stars with a girl I’ve liked for a good while now. Oh, I’m also in a relationship which is pretty cool.”

“No way. You and the builder?” Ask’s Justice.

“Yep.”

“That’s awesome man! I knew you had it in you. Well, you better finish up that coffee, we got to start block off that area where the water tower exploded before we go on patrol. Hopefully they can get that fixed soon. Water’s about to be priced out the ass.”

“Yeah. Hey uh, you think I could get off a bit early today?” Unsuur asks.

Silly rock boy

Who also happens to be playing with the builders panties.

Envious

ObsidianRose96

Summary:

Mystery hated the fans. The ones who crowded around Zoey for far too long, the ones who sought her attention more than the average person. The ones who thought they actually had a chance with her. With his Zoey.   When Zoey spends a little too much time talking to a handsome fan at a meet and greet Mystery notices. And he’s not happy about it.

Notes:

It’s smut guys. But i feel like it has the potential to become a full blown story if i don’t adhd it too hard. I may add more chapters later on, we’ll have to see. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy!

Work Text:

Mystery’s eyes narrow as he watches her from the shadows. She was at a meet and greet along with the rest of Huntrix that a big brand was sponsoring. Fans were crowded around her like a swarm of bees, yearning for her attention, desperate for a single glance.

The fans, god how he despised the fans. Especially the ones who lingered around for far longer than they needed too. The ones who wanted more than just an autograph or a photo with their idol. The ones who actually thought they had a chance with Zoey.

His Zoey.

One of them was particularly persistent that night. A larger guy with long, teal hair that brushed past his shoulders. He was good looking and he knew it. So did she. Usually she’d motion to security to take care of a fan that ventured a little too close but not this time. Her eyes seemed to glimmer as she spoke with him, that beautiful smile of hers spread out across her face as they talked about god knows what.

Did she forget about him? Did she forget who she belonged too? As soon as the night came to an end he was going to remind her of her place. And after that, that man, whoever he was, was going to disappear. Another unfortunate soul, bound to be fed to Gwi-ma. Not for Gwi-ma’s benefit though. More so his own.

After what felt like an eternity, the event finally comes to a head. The man had left long ago but not before handing Zoey a small piece of paper that more than likely had his number on it. The audacity! It was smart of him to leave but that wasn’t going to save him. He dared to flirt with his Zoey and he was going to pay the price for that. Later of course, right now, Mystery had other matters to attend too.

It's about 1 in the morning when the girls finally make it back to the pent house. Zoey exchanges quick good nights with the girls before slumping down the hallway towards her room. She’s exhausted, the pep in her step is completely gone and the dark bags that have formed under her eyes are begging her to close them. Her bed is the most beautiful thing she’s seen all day. She flings herself onto the mattress not even bothering to take off her clothes. She’s almost asleep when she feels a cold, clawed hand wrap around her neck.

“Did you forget about me?” Mystery growls in her ear. His usually soft tone is much more jagged, much harsher than what she was used to.

“M-Mystery? What are you doing here?” She asks. She tries to roll to face him but he keeps her pinned down.

“I saw that man flirting with you at the event. And you were flirting back!”

“I-I- that wasn’t my intention! He was -

“You found him interesting, huh?” His claws dig deeper into her skin, so close to breaking it. “Am I not interesting enough for you?”

“Of course you are!” Zoey says. “You’re a literal demon! It doesn’t get any more interesting than that.”

“Hmm, I don’t believe you.” Says Mystery, flipping her over. There’s a flush of red spread across her cheeks. He looks absolutely feral. His patterns pulsate on his skin and his fangs peer out of the corners of his mouth, dangerously sharp. “In fact, I feel like you strayed from me a little. I think you need a reminder of who you belong to. Don’t you?”

Zoey shudders as he crawls on top of her and pushes her legs apart with his knee.

“Can we maybe do this tomorrow? I’m really, really ti-AGHHH! Mystery!”

His teeth clamp down onto her neck. “No baby, we’re doing this now.” He says. “I’m gonna fuck you until you know you’re mine.”

“Here? Now?! We could get caught!”

He doesn’t answer her. He’s too busy ripping her skirt off of her body. His claws tear the pleather to shreds with ease, exposing the cute pink panties she’s wearing. He throws the remnants of the floor, hooking one of her legs over his shoulder.

“Mmmmm, you smell so good.” He growls, nuzzling his face into the fabric of her panties. “I love it when you get wet for me.”

“Are you gonna do the thing? The thing with your tongue?” Zoey asks.

Mystery chuckles darkly. “No baby, you haven’t been a good girl tonight.” He hooks her panties around his fingers and pulls them down her legs.

Zoey lets out a soft whine but he ignores it, unzipping his pants. He lines up his rock hard cock with her soaking wet entrance. Her legs tremble as he slowly pushes himself inside of her.

“No other man will ever make you feel this good, you hear me?” Mystery says, pulling out of her. “You’re mine, Zoey. Mine.”

Zoey nods, but that’s not good enough for him. He reaches his hand up under her chin and forces him to look at her, even going as far as brushing his bangs out of his face so they make eye contact. “I wanna hear you say it.”

“I’m yours Mystery!”

“Good girl.” He says, pushing himself back into her. She feels so good around him, the tight walls of her cunt fit perfectly around his cock. With each and every thrust she lets out a moan, a noise that he feels is much prettier than her voice. If only the fans could hear this. But they won’t. They never will.

He leans down and kisses her lips as he keeps his pace. The taste of her mouth is sweet, the matcha flavor of the boba tea she had earlier still lingers. He parts her teeth with his tongue in order to get a better taste. Her pink lipstick smudges all over his face but he doesn’t care. He’d shower when he got back, before any of the other Saja boys woke up. Though it was very well known that some of the others were “secretly” seeing the other girls.

“Mystery, I’m close.” Zoey whimpers beneath him.

“You gonna cum for me baby?” He asks in a deep, low, whisper.

“Yeah!”

“And only me?” Mystery asks.

“Yes Mystery, I only cum for yo-AHHH AHHH!

Her legs tremble and the walls of her cunt clench around him as her orgasm overtakes her. The sounds that were coming from her were delightful and absolutely sinful. He grins as he continues to thrust into her, coming close to his own climax until he too finally finishes. Usually he pulls out, finishing on her body. But not this time. This time he cums inside of her, filling her to the brim with his seed.

She’s left a panting, quivering, mess as Mystery crawls off of her.

“That was…that was great Mystery.” Zoey says as she catches her breath.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, baby. But seriously. Don’t forget who you belong to.” He says, brushing a loose strand of hair out of her face.

“Oh, I don’t, I just like teasing you sometimes.” Says Zoey with a devilish smile. “I was just hoping I’d face the “consequences of my actions” tomorrow rather than as soon as I got home. But it was nice. I needed that more than I thought I did.”

“Wait, you do that on purpose?!” Mystery asks.

“Oh yeah, I love it when you get all riled up like that. It’s so hot when you take control.”

“You’re kind of a brat sometimes, you know that?” Mystery asks.

“I know. But you love it.” Zoey giggles.

“I do, I love everything you do.” Says Mystery. “Do you want me to grab you a rag or something to clean up with?”

“If you don’t mind.” Zoey says, fighting to keep her eyes open.

Mystery walks into her bathroom and returns with a wash cloth, helping her clean up the mess he made.

“Will I see you tomorrow?” She asks.

“We’re rehearsing most of the day tomorrow so I’m not sure yet, but if I don’t I’ll facetime you.” He tucks her into bed and places a kiss on her forehead. “Good night my love.”

“G’night. Well, technically good morning.” She mumbles, rolling onto her stomach. He stays until he hears her snoring, which doesn’t take long at all. With a gentle whoosh he teleports into a pink cloud of smoke. As he walks into his own bed room he ponders the question that’s been troubling him for months now.

If he didn’t have a soul, why did he have such strong feelings for Zoey? He wasn’t supposed to feel anything but he did when it came to her. Was Gwi-ma lying to them? Did they still possess their souls? Were they reunited with them once they crawled into the world they once knew? Something was very strange about this. Not that he minded, he truly loved Zoey. But he wanted answers. Perhaps he and the others would get them once their plan came to fruition.

ObsidianRose96

Summary:

Things have changed since the Saja Boys moved in with the girls. Mira finds herself feeling a bit alone but finds comfort in the one person she didn’t think she would.

Mira/abby one shot with fluff and smut

Notes:

Thank you all so much for taking the time to read this. I’ve been on a KPop demon hunters kick and i love the Mira/Abby ship. If there’s any mistakes I do apologize, I typed this out on my phone.

Also, I copied this from my AO3 so sorry if the formatting is a little off. It’s my original work I swear!

Enjoy <3

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Yet something was bothering her. Ever since they had put a hard stop on the demon lords feasting, she had felt so alone. Rumi now had Jinu which kept her preoccupied most of the time, Zoey had also hooked up with Mystery and the two of them hadn’t really left their room since. Mira had no one. No other friends, no partner. Her family was barely there. After the incident at Namsan tower she had gotten a text from her father asking if she was okay. Not a phone call, a text. As if she wasn’t important enough to waste a call on. She can feel her cheeks start to burn. Tears start to well up, threatening to fall. She wouldn’t let them. Not until she reached the safety of her room.

When she makes it back to the pent house she’s surprised to see everyone in the living room, sitting on the couch. Baby and Zoey are locked in what seems to be a pretty intense round of mortal combat.

“Hey Mira! We were wondering where you were!” Says Rumi, excitedly. “Ooo, what’d you get?” She looks at the shopping bags in Mira’s hands.

“Nothing much. Just make up.” Says Mira. It comes out a bit more dry than she intended.

“Nice! You wanna join us? Zoey is kicking Baby’s ass right now in Mortal Combat!”

“No she’s not!” Says Baby.

“She’s wiping the floor with you.” Says Abby.

“Thanks but I’m not really feeling it tonight. I think I’m gonna go hang out in my room.” Says Mira.

“Oh, okay.” Says Rumi, a tad bit disappointed. “If you change your mind we’ll be out here.”

As soon as Mira gets to her room she locks the door behind her and lays down on her bed, quietly crying into her pillow. Months of pent up emotions all come spilling out as she lays there. She wishes she had someone, anyone, who could comfort her, to tell her everything’s okay. To make her feel loved.

There’s a soft knocking at her door. She doesn’t get up to open it or see who it is. Ironically she’d rather be alone right now. She hated crying in front of other people and would do anything to keep others from seeing her do so. A habit she had picked up from years of being punished for crying when she was younger.

The knocking persists but she still doesn’t acknowledge it. She just pushes her face back into her pillow.

A loud whooshing sound followed by a spray of pink dust makes Mira lift her head up. Abby stands in the middle of her room, his brows furrowed with concern.

“Abby, what have I told you about teleporting in my room?” Mira growls.

“I know and I’m sorry. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Clearly, you’re not.”

She uses the back of her hand to wipe some of the remaining tears away. “I’m fine. Sometimes I just gotta get a good cry out, you know?” Says Mira, faking a smile.

But he can see right through her.

“Mira, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong.” Says Mira.

“You’re bad at lying, you know that?” Abby asks. “Come on, talk to me. I’ll listen.”

“It’s stupid.” Says Mira, burying her face back into her pillow. The weight of her bed shifts as he sits down beside her.

“Nothing you say is stupid.” Says Abby.

“You haven’t been around me long enough then.” Says Mira. There’s a brief moment of silence between the two of them before Mira rolls back over. “I don’t know….I just feel… alone.”

“Why do you feel alone?” Abby asks. “You’re surrounded here. There’s like, what, 8 people living here now? 9 if you include Jinu’s weird cat. Wait no, 10. I almost forgot about the bird.”

“You can live with a bunch of people and still feel alone.” Mira sighs. “We haven’t had to kill demons in months and the only time Rumi, Zoey, and I are together now is when we’re rehearsing or performing. We don’t just hang out like we used to because they’re both so hung up on Jinu and Mystery. Which makes me feel worse. I should be happy for them! And to top it all off…I keep thinking about Nansam tower. What Gwi-ma said to me.” Mira sits up and stares down at the carpeted floor. “I hate to admit it but it got to me. Did I really not deserve a family? At least one that would have given two shits about me? Maybe…maybe I’m just jealous of my friends…and that makes me a terrible friend.”

Abby’s arms wrap around her. Any other time she would have shoved him off but this time she allows it, going as far as to lean into him. He’s big and warm and that’s exactly what she needs right now.

“Fuck Gwi-ma. And fuck your parents too. They don’t deserve you Mira, they never did. You’re too good for them and you show that every single day. I mean, look at where you are now. A pent house that overlooks an entire city filled to the brim with whatever you want. You’re a self made millionaire, a talented idol, and a bad ass hunter that helped do something that we didn’t even know was possible by helping a bunch of demons get out of Gwi-mas grasp.”

Her lips curve into a small smile. “I know. It just hurts.” Says Mira. “They both have someone who cares a lot about them. And I don’t really have anyone besides them.”

Abby clears his throat. “You know, for what it’s worth, I care about you. A lot.”

“Are you sure? I did try to kill you not that long ago. I figured that would snuff out any good feelings you had about me.”

“If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t be sitting in here talking to you right now. You’re amazing Mira.”

They felt it at the exact same time. The way the energy began to shift, a spark waiting to be ignited. Mira’s heart beat picks up, drumming loudly against her chest. She knew what was coming. The way he was looking down at her said it all. His finger slides beneath her chin, their eyes meet, and his lips draw closer to hers.

This was happening. This was actually happening!

His lips come crashing down onto hers. About a year of pent up feelings are unleashed as he kisses her with passion unlike anything she had ever felt before. The spark had been ignited and there was no extinguishing the flame. The kiss deepens, his hands tangle themselves in her hair, pulling her closer to him. Her tongue begs for entry into his mouth and he lets her in, tasting her for the very first time. This was a moment he had been fantasizing about from the moment he first saw her and it was so much better than he pictured it being.

He lets out a surprised grunt when Mira’s hand grabs the center of his sweat pants. He’s hard, almost embarrassingly so. For a second he’s afraid she’s going to push him away from her, disgusted by his want for her. But she grips it, tugs on it, silently begging him to take off his pants.

“If I’m taking off my pants you’re taking off yours.” He says between kisses.

“Do it then.” She murmurs against his lips.

He wasn’t expecting this to go this far but he’s not complaining. With a smirk he says, “Are you sure you wanna go this far? Once we cross this line there’s no going back.”

“I know. Now take your pants off before I change my mind.”

“As you wish.”

He pulls his tank top over his broad, toned, shoulders and shimmy’s out of his sweat pants and his boxers. He’s big. Bigger than anyone Mira’s slept with previously.

As if reading her mind he says, “Don’t worry, I’ll get you warmed up first. And even after that, I’ll be gentle.”

“How do you plan on warming me up?” Mira asks.

“Get naked and you’ll find out.”

And she does. She had seen him without a shirt plenty of times so him taking off his clothes didn’t really have an effect on her (besides his absolutely massive cock) But when she took off hers he was in awe.

Her body was perfectly sculpted from years of being on stage and from being a hunter, toned in all the right places from her shoulders all the way down to her long legs. Her breasts were the perfect size with pretty pink, and unexpectedly pierced, nipples. She’s not shaved down there but she’s not unkempt either. She’s absolutely flawless.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful Mira…” Abby says, his voice so low that it’s almost a whisper. He gets down onto his knees and crawls over to her. From her view he looks almost predatory, like a starving wolf about to pounce onto his prey. In a way he was starving and he didn’t even know it. This was his first time being intimate since his past life. He couldn’t recall who all he had bedded back when he was still human but his body fluently remembered the movements and techniques that left his past partners breathless.

He parts her thighs and dips his head down right where the slit of her pussy is. From the shimmery sheen that was seeping out of it he could tell she was soaking wet without having to touch her.

He looks up at her with that damned smirk of his before diving between her folds. Her hands tangle into his hair, guiding him to all of the best spots. He was obedient, licking, lapping, and sucking each spot she pulled and pushed him towards. He loved the taste of her and if he could he would do this all night long. But by the way her thighs were starting to squeeze around his neck he could tell that she was getting dangerously close. He didn’t want her to cum, not yet.

The frustrated little noise she makes when he pulls away from her makes his cock twitch. He’s ready for her, ready to be inside of her.

“Why did you stop?!” She whines as he climbs on top of her.

“Because I want you to cum all over my cock.” He says, lining himself up with her entrance. Then he starts to slide in. Even with eating her out she’s still pretty tight.

It’s a bit painful for her as he stretches her out. But at the same time the feeling of being so full felt so good. She moans as he pushes further inside of her, being mindful not to cause her anymore pain than she’s already feeling.

“Look at you taking all of me. You look so good with my cock inside of you. Are you okay, baby? You feel good?”

“Y-yes. Fuck me. Please fuck me. I need you Abby, please.

She didn’t have to beg for it but damn, that was so hot to him. He’s slow at first, still being careful not to hurt her. Her low lidded eyes stare into his as he thrusts. Every pant, every moan, every sigh is like the sweetest music he’s ever heard.

“Fas-faster.” Mira cries out.

He picks up the pace, gripping her hips as he slams back and forth into her. By the sounds she was making she’s enjoying it. Every other moan was a barely coherent praise. God she was loud. He leans back down and muffles her with his mouth, kissing her to try and keep her quiet. His tongue wrestles with hers as he keeps up his pace.

“Abby, I-I’m so close.” She whimpers.

“You can cum baby. Come on.” He says, against her lips. “Cum for me, Mira.”

With a final thrust her walls tighten around her. Her thighs tremble, her toes curl, and everything she was worried about before fades beneath the ecstasy she was experiencing. She’s loud when her climax overtakes her and this time he doesn’t try to silence her. The moan she lets out stirs something within him. His patterns show as he thrusts into her hard and fast, eagerly chasing his release.

“Mira, baby. Look at me.”

She looks up at him, bewildered by how wild he looks at this moment. “I’m gonna cum inside you. Gonna fill you up.”

Mira nods and that’s his que. With a final thrust he too finishes, keeping to his word and filling her to the brim with his seed.

The two of them are left breathless as Abby rolls over to the other side of the bed. The two of them lay there for a moment, quiet besides the sound of their breathless panting.

“Oh my god, we...that really just happened.” Says Mira.

“Yeah. That was amazing.” Says Abby.

They lay there for a moment before Abby rolls over to face her. “So, you ready to go back downstairs and play some Mario kart with the gang?”

Mira shakes her head. “I think I’m ready to go to bed for the night. Will you stay with me?”

He wraps his arms around her and pulls her into his chest. “Of course I will. I can kick your ass at Mario Kart some other day.”

Mira sits up. “Woah, woah, woah wait a second. You honestly think you could beat me? I’ve played that game longer than you have! I am the undefeated Mario Kart champion in this house! You know what? Screw going to bed! Put your clothes back on, we’re going downstairs!”