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barely hanging on y’all……… today and tomorrow are my last days before i’m on a week long vacation. AND i’m only working half days. but guys………… i’m barely alive
Oh now im thinking of him and tutor! reader. Teaching him how to make you cum and not cum in five seconds bc he won’t if you dont show him and hes supposed to be the smart one
tutor!reader and coryo in a weird quid-pro-quo relationship where in exchange for tutoring him and providing him financial support he gives you sexual favors. everyone wins! coryo’s grades go up, more food goes into his fridge, and you get to fuck the pretty blonde boy you somewhat always had a thing for.
he’s in between your legs practicing what you told him earlier: slow licks, pay attention to the clit, listen to the noises you make. his eyes are shut. he’s nuzzling his head further into your hand as you pet his curls. when you catch his body starting to twitch you gently order him to stop, to calm down his body before he paints yet another pair of underwear with his cum. he sits himself up on his forearms and looks up at you as he catches his breath. the way the sunlight enters your window shines on coryo and the wetness that surrounds his mouth and chin. “am i… better?” he asks you, his voice timid yet earnest. “am i showing improvement?” and you trace a finger down the outline of his face that ends with you capturing his chin with your thumb and index finger. “you’re excelling at a rapid rate, coryo.” you praise. and you watch as he attempts to hide the smile growing on his blushing face.
would it be crazy to tell you i still think about princely….coryo era is upon is once again i fear
not crazy at all anon i fucking love that fic so much. one of the best things i’ve ever written imo. and with the sotr movie approaching closer and closer and me finally reading the book, i’ve been in such a hunger games mood lately. and coryo came back to me like an ex i thought i’ve finally gotten over. unfortunately he’s here to stay until i kick him out again.
there’s a hunger that takes complete control over you. one that you struggle with describing just how powerful it is. it makes its presence known when you find yourself alone with coriolanus snow, and you clash your mouth with his. there’s a tiny sound that he makes that’s quickly swallowed by an ugly moan you make in your throat and the hunger is in full effect. you use the positioning of your bodies to your advantage—coryo, backed against the soft, velvet chair, straddled by you and your restless limbs. the rapidly growing heat forces you to tear off your blood-red academy blazer and throw it off towards some unknown corner of your bedroom. your hands go right back to coryo, cupping his jaw, gripping his princely curls with your fingers, holding his face and guiding his head movements as the two of you continue to engage in the messiness of your kisses. the arousal between your legs doesn’t take long to appear, and you quickly roll your hips down onto coryo’s lap. and you know you’re right on the money with your movements because the boy beneath you makes a noise so heavenly it has you salivating even more than you previously were. you do it again. you two moan together. his fingers find your hips and he squeezes down and pulls you in closer to him in fear of you leaving him and stopping whatever it is you’re doing to him. “n-ngh, coryo,” you stammer in between wet kisses. “stay there. stay there. just let me do this.” your voice is a desperate, hushed whisper on top of coryo’s pathetic moaning. it gets to a point where the kissing isn’t kissing anymore, but instead disgusting tongue-licking as the chase towards finishing takes priority. and it’s humping and licking and humping and licking until the both of you soil your uniforms in the most perverted way possible. your pussy throbs as your body shakes, heart thumping like a rabbit. and there’s only one thing you can think of to say as the two of you come back down from your highs. “… we can reschedule the tutoring if you’d like?”
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oh my god if y’all cant handle the thought of ryland grace, a grown ass man, being kinky in fanfiction, then y’all shouldn’t be on the internet in the first place. grow the FUCK UPPP.
sorry guys i’m so busy i have a date with ryland grace that’s gonna end with us having nasty sloppy sex with both of us crying by the end of it and then i have a tutoring session with coryo with Really Weird Tension in between us and THEN i have to direct the mcvadi age gap sex tape UGHHHHH so busy i’m a busy woman
Coryo notices the nasty habit you have of biting at your lips, and the skin inside of your mouth too. You don’t even realize you do it sometimes until the familiar metallic taste lingers in your mouth.
It was a subconscious act that you couldn’t seem to break.
Studying with Coryo was common, sitting in the library, him across from you as he reads from a book. You’re doing the same, a book opened to a miscellaneous chapter as you try to jot down quotes for your impending final essay. Your teeth naturally find their way to your lips, biting at the skin, pulling at it.
His head lifts, mouth parting to ask a question about the text, but Coryo stops himself from uttering any words. His attention is drawn to your lips. He knows you're unaware of it, unaware of the way you're biting on the skin and unaware of how focused his gaze is.
With your nose buried in the book, then your notebook, back and forth in the monotonous cycle of taking notes, you don't catch the way Coryo cannot take his eyes off your lips. He's thought about kissing you before. Those days when you laugh so hard at something he's said and your hand end up on his arm, leaning in closer to stabilize yourself from the laughter, part of him wishes he could grab your waist and kiss you.
It's different, as he watches your teeth bite and pull. Coryo wants to do that, he tells himself while watching you. He wants to be the one biting at your lips, maybe not tugging at the skin the way you do, but enough that maybe it would satiate this little habit of yours and maybe he'd hear a pretty noise let out from your mouth.
Coryo feels a stir in his pants. He spares a glance down, but he does not need to tell he was getting aroused. He tries to focus on his work, but the words on the page mush together. He rereads the same sentence four times before he looks back at you, still focused as ever.
When you bite at your lips still, it irritates a spot, and the slight redness of blood starts to gather there. So, your teeth retreat to biting the inside of your mouth, the little spot of red on your lips remaining.
Coryo isn't sure why the sight of your blood on your lips makes his dick twitch. He presses his palm against himself for some relief, to adjust himself more comfortably but it's to no avail.
He catches the moment your tongue darts out to lick over the spot of blood and he wishes so deeply he was alone in his room so he could let out a groan. His eyes find the book in front of him again, his palm pressing more against himself as he moves it slowly. Circling his palm over his clothed dick, his jaw tightens to control the noises that he wants to emit, but he won't.
Coryo is already cursing at himself. This is risky. This is awful and horrible. You're his friend. And he's rubbing his cock through his pants over your lips. There's gotta be something wrong with him, he wonders, but despite any bad thoughts he has over himself, Coryo cannot stop touching. He tries to act like he's writing something, but it's nonsense. He's writing his own name over and over on the page. Some in cursive, some in print, some completely intelligible as he tries to find the right friction with his palm.
When he looks at you, you're still looking at your work. Damn you, he thinks. Hell, Coriolanus wants you to look at him. Want you to see him and wonder why his cheeks have flushed, why his eyes are wider, and why his hand is gripping his pen so tight. He wants to palm his dick while your eyes look at his, not knowing what sinful thing he's doing.
Coryo is staring at you like he's waiting for the biting to return to your lips and it does as if you were mentally connected to his thoughts. He watches as you suck in your bottom lip, biting at it more and licking over the sensitive spot of skin that bled before.
He can't take it. Palming himself isn't enough. So he unbuttons his pants and slides his hand down beneath his boxers as well. Loosely holding his cock as he rubs it, letting his thumb brush the tip and press against it, circling it to tease himself.
Teasing himself doesn't last long when you wince all of a sudden and he sees you've made your lip bleed again. Your finger touches your lip, and then you lick the blood from your bottom lip. Coryo is anticipating your next move. He knows what it's gonna be and it has him trying to move his hand on himself faster, but he knows he needs to be discreet. It's killing him.
You lick the blood from your fingertip, your eyes flitting up to Coryo across the table. He stilled his movements but kept his thumb rubbing his tip, the only thing he could do that wouldn't make it obvious to you what he was doing.
Chuckling, you sigh, "Should have warned me I was biting my lip, Coryo." He lets out a laugh, but it fades quick as he feels his orgasm threatening to spill over the edge and he prays you look away from him, completely abandoning how badly he wanted your gaze earlier. It's cowardice and the weakness that spreads through him is uncanny. He isn't sure if he can keep a straight face.
"I'll l-let you know next time," he says, the only words he could mutter out and you give him a nod, smiling your cute grin before turning back to your notes.
As soon as your head dips down and he's not in your direct view, Coryo lets his eyes flutter shut, his cum spurting out of him on his hand, messing his underwear. His thighs clench and he bites down on the inside of his cheek to not let out a noise. He wants to pat himself on the back for how well he's kept quiet. Wiping his hands on his underwear, he feels a calmness take over him, enough to actually focus on his work.
Coryo could even taste the metallic of his own blood from how hard he bit down and he finds himself wishing it was your blood he was tasting. For now, this will do.
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