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Killer if he went full sulk-mode like Dust

Heavily inspired by This Post by @aestheticallycha0tic

C’mon daddy Tony, see my vision!

Ong you babygirls are bringing me back to my fifth grade Odysseus phase I LOVE it ☝🏽☝🏽 Toru as Odysseus who travels far and wide, fights tooth and nail, just to get to his wife ☝🏽 Who's still fearful his wife has forgotten him- perhaps doesn't want him anymore...who's getting his breath taken away once he sees you after so long ☝🏽 Who's collapsing into your arms and that would've been enough to last him a LIFETIME- but you still love him? Is this perhaps Elysium? ☝🏽

College au

yess oh god

warnings: caitlyn is a loser and wants reader sb, masturbation mention, smut near the end (oral, r!receiving, you both cum fast)

wc: 488

a.n: hey, tysm for the ask! something quick while i get chapter two out, i really appreciate it!

you didn't like the title 'popular', but it fit you well despite that. social butterfly, anyone you wanted- life came easy.

well, anyone apart from her. you'd started watching her during lessons, her manicured nails tapping against the desk as she wrote and took notes of everything spoken by your professor. you had become interested, and fast. she was smart, and her way with words were so beyond you. the fact she had no friends, no invites, no girl- that was even more astonishing to you.

'saw you taking notes. could i borrow them?'

you approach her, speaking softly. she looks up at you, eyes wide, as if she had never been spoken to by a woman before. she swallows, her pupils dilating as you stood before her. your face- the one she had studied mindlessly when you werent looking, the one she had pulled up on her phone, late at night, rubbing her clit and growing frustrated that she couldn't reach release fast enough. that face, was talking to her, paying her mind. actually, you were watching her, seeing her take notes. she smiles, not aware of how long she had let the silence stretch.

'...yes. you- here. they're all here."

her voice is barely audible, but you pick it up. she smiles awkwardly, and you smile, shoving the notes into you duotang.

she stands, her fingers trembling against her arm as she holds herself. 'if you need any help... i can tutor. i mean, im free, any... anytime."

her voice is small, and it makes you smile. she seems flustered

'yeah, cait. tonight works for me. my place?'

you're seated at your desk, eyebrows furrowed, hands clutching the armrests.

'tell me what we went over for expression c'

her voice speaks under you, her tounge swirling around your swollen clit, slowly, tauntingly. you didnt know how you had gotten into this position- but you'd figure it out later

'pol-polynomial arithmetic theory, fuck' you bite your bottom lip so hard it draws blood when caitlyns movements speed up at your correct answer.

her tounge pauses, then she wraps her lips against your clit. you whine, throwing your head back, your thighs shaking. she lowers her own hand to her pants, playing with her swollen and aching clit through her panties.

her moans vibrate through you, and you buck your hips into her mouth. 'cumming, caitlyn, keep going- shit!'

hearing you speak, breathless, high pitched, she comes undone. she moans loudly into your cunt, her orgasm crashing into her

you dont process her orgasm before yours hits. the white, hot pleasure hits you everywhere, and you grab her hair, pushing her closer, making her taste you- all of you.

you pant, coming down from your climax. caitlyn kisses your clit, and you jerk from the sensitivity. she smiles, flustered still.

'...and for question e?'

you almost scoff, but you laugh. you were so acing that exam.

'logarithms, baby'