#blueanswersstuff

Summary: How the bachelors react to the farmer/reader having an OnlyFans page!

Warning(s): Rough Sex, Lots of imagination-play(?) in this one, Fingering, Heavy Sex Toy Usage, Mutual Masturbation(?) in Shane's part, Quite a bit of yearning in these fics ngl,

Side Note(s): I would've included the rest of the bachelors, but I decided to focus on those that I think would really get down knowing that the local farmer has an OnlyFans page.

Btw, shout out to any June [RSV] lovers. He gets a cameo here <33 (Though I really gotta practice writing him more— I kinda see him as a bit of a yearner tbh)

Elliot

When Elliot stumbles across your OnlyFans page, he feels extremely guilty at first.

The appropriate thing for him to have done in that moment was to immediately click off the page and act like he didn't see anything! After all, you were his friend first and foremost.

The helpful farmer of the valley who wanted nothing more than to see to it that their late grandfather's farm was restored to its former glory!

But as much as you were his friend— he couldn't get the image of your bare titsout of his head, the way that your sopping wet pussy looked as you spread yourself for your audience's viewing pleasure...the sound of your moans.

He considered you a friend; he swore to himself that he did.

Never once had he looked at you in that manner, much less considered you as anything more than a close person to talk to when he needed someone to vent to!

However...it would've been easier to stick to that lie of his if he weren't clicking back onto your page while slowly untucking himself from his pants—

♡ - 'This is wrong...sososososo wrong.' Elliot practically cried to himself inside his head. Yet, his body continued to betray him as, almost as if he were possessed, his hands continued to move to untuck his half-hard cock from his trousers despite his guilt-ridden mind at the fact that he was watching one of your cam videos play out on his computer.

You were his friend.

His very pretty friend, if he were to be more frank.

Someone that he talked to regularly, someone he admired for following their dreams and doing the noble act of taking on a farm that was left to them after the unfortunate passing of a family member. For all Elliot knew, that was what you were. A pretty helpful farmer with a noble heart of gold— that is, until he stumbled upon your OnlyFans one day. Your page was simple, you liked to record yourself slowly pistoning your fingers in and out of your weeping cunt while you shyly thanked your audience for watching you.

While it may not have been much to anyone else, it was enough for him as Elliot's eyes remained glued to the lewd act. How strings of your sweet slick would stick to your fingers, how you looked at the camera with tears in your eyes as if you were just gagging for a cock to fill you up.

He wished that he could be that person.

Sososososo badly. "H-Huh?" You gasped when a certain ping, only meant when someone donated over a hundred dollars, popped up, causing your eyes to flick over to the chat where you saw the user responsible. "Thank you for the donation!" You gasped, your voice a mix between being genuinely thankful and breathless from the feeling of your fingers repeatedly plunging in and out of your hole. "Would you like me to do anything specific...? As a t-thank you..." Elliot's cock twitched in his hands as his hands slowly moved up and down to the pace you set with your fingers, his mind hardly registering the words until...an idea came to mind.

Quickly, he typed "Finger yourself faster, my dear."

The words 'My dear' almost sounded familiar; nonetheless, you did as you were requested to. Lewd sounds of your squelching cunt begin to emit from your oozing pussy alongside your whines and soft moans, becoming more and more frequent. While someone else may have found it hard to get off to so many people watching them, you managed to find a unique trick to getting yourself off.

Elliot.

Since arriving in the valley, the moment you saw him? You developed a crush right then and there, the more that. The two of you spoke and hung out with one another. You wanted him more and more and more. Like being hopelessly addicted to the most euphoric drug, more and more of your slick pooled out of your weeping hole to join the steadily forming pool underneath your ass and onto the wooden floor as you bit your bottom lip to try and keep the man's name from slipping out of your mouth, and in turn, ruining the experience for the people watching.

You imagined him watching you right now.

Sititng in a chair and looking down at you as he lazily flipped through the pages of a book.

"You're doing so well, my dear. Keep going..."

"Fuck—!" Your moan came out in a shuddery gasp as you fucked yourself even harder, Elliot's own hand speeding up to the delectable sight. He kept telling himself that this was wrong, but Elliot just wanted you soooo badly, the need to have you in his arms...to kiss and feel your soft-looking skin underneath his fingertips as he spoke every single devotion that was building up inside of him at this moment to you. But, he wouldn't dare to utter them while he was doing such a depraved thing. Instead? His mind flipped to the image in his head as he imagined you sitting in his lap right about now, your arms wrapped around the back of his neck as you bounced up and down his throbbing length.

"Please...! F-Fuck—E-Elliot—!" You cried out as your hands braced against Elliot's thighs, your tits bouncing in sync with your desperate movements as Elliot's thumb rubbed encouraging circles into your hip, his eyes darkened with lust as they remained glued to the sight. "You're doing so well, my dear...fuck— so tight—!" A moan was choked out of his throat when you suddenly constricted around him even tighter.

His heart thundered inside his chest as he looked up at you, your entire face flushed as red as a tomato, as your hands slowly shifted from his thighs to then rest on his shoulders. "Elliot...!" You moaned, the way your hips began to slow, telling him that you were starting to tire.

And he was more than happy to take over, his free hand finding its way to your hips before he forced you alllll the way down. "Keep saying my name, my dear." Elliot breathed, the filthy sound of skin slapping against skin echoing throughout the small space of his cabin as his hips thrusted upwards to meet each time that you were brought down. "E-Elliot—!" You whined. "Oh, Elliot...! I'm so close— f-fuck...!" It sounded so real, in the hazy fog of his mind, he cursed his mind for being such a cruel thing that would dare to make you sound so real.

But just as his mind snapped from the dream.

His eyes widened ever so slightly at the sound of his name, quietly as it may have been, leaving your lips.

Your chat was fired up, with comments ranging from encouraging you to lose yourself more and more to some people being jealous of the person you were whining about. "Elliot...!" You moaned. "S-So close...please—" You liked him...you liked him back? He couldn't imagine a happier outcome, the realization pushing Elliot further along with his movements as he moaned out your name in sync until he felt his cock throb as spurts and spurts of his cum shot out from his cockhead.

Just in time for you to reach your own orgasm as you squirted so hard that some of your juices splashed onto the camera.

"Fuuuuck..." You panted out heavily, your eyes tightly shut as you continued to weakly finger yourself through your high, completely oblivious to the familiar man that was watching you from within his own cabin as he weakly continued to move his fist through his own high. Elliot's cum covered the top of his fist as specks of white dotted the edges of his vision as he weakly looked at the computer screen once more after he had climbed down enough from Cloud 9.

"T-Thank you for watching everyone..." You said with a dopey smile. "Please tune in next time! Maybe I'll bring a special guest~"

A special guest?

If he could...Elliot had to ensure that it was him, especially after the display he had just witnessed.

Sebastian

Similar to Elliot, he stumbled across your page by accident. Sebastian had made the crucial error of borrowing Sam's phone and clicking on the already open page.

And guess what was waiting for him? Your lovely OF page with the header being you stuffing your cunt full of a purple dildo! For the next minute or so, Sebastian's eyes were mesmerized as he took in your bare pussy, feeling his cock get harder and harder by the second until he quickly tossed aside Sam's phone the second he heard his footsteps approaching the room again.

But, when his jam session with the blonde was over and done with, however...he nearly tripped over his own feet trying to get back home as quickly as he possibly could to lock himself inside his room to begin scrolling for your OF page.

It was embarrassing how fast he signed up for a free membership, constantly telling himself that he was "just curious".

Though the second that he clicked on to a thirty-minute video of you fucking yourself with a dildo while verbally imagining what you wanted someone to do to you...it was a little harder to say he was just curious as he began to fist his cock to the speed at which you fucked yourself

♡ - "What type of friend was he? Not a very good one, he thought. After all, he was fucking his flashlight to the sight of you on his screen, bouncing on a dildo!

He swore to himself that it wasn't his fault. Why did Sam have your OnlyFans up of you on his phone to begin with anyway!? However, no matter how much he tried to get the thought out of his head...curiosity got the better of him and led him straight home and to his basement, where he promptly locked the door and searched up your OnlyFans on his computer.

You had clearly been doing it for a while, you had tons and tons of videos avaliable to scroll through and browse at one's leisure—well...the ones that were small shorts to tease your longer videos, at least. Those longer ones, the ones Sebastian really wanted to see...were available for pledgers. As Sebastian slowly took out his wallet to sign up, he swore to himself it was because he was curious about lied behind the censored screens. He ignored the way his cock was throbbing for attention and release from his confines as he put in his details.

"It's just to see..." He murmured to himself. "I swear, I won't—" His breath immediately hitched in his throat at the treasure trove that was revealed to him the second that his payment went through.

His throat suddenly ran dry. Sebastian's cock was aching so hard that it was beginning to almost hurt. It didn't take him long to find a video that he liked, one where you were slowly riding a purple dildo suctioned to the floor in your living room with your ass turned to the camera. All the while, you were verbally telling the audience what you were thinking about.

You told the audience about how there was a particular guy in your area that you liked, how you thought he was handsome, if not a bit shy and awkward at times.

The sight of your gooey pussy clamping down onto the dildo made pre-cum ooze from Sebastian's tip as he watched so intensely to the point his eyes began to burn. His mouth suddenly went dry, itching to have a taste of your slick, shiny beads rolled down the sides of the silicon toy and pooling at the base. "Y-Yoba—!" Your high-pitched moan snapped him from his wanton staring. "Fuuuck..." You whined. "B-Bet he could fuck me sooooo good, m-make me wanna get rid of all my toys—!" Slick sounds of Sebastian's hand moving up and down his twitching cock quietly echoed as he began to speed up the pace of his movements, breathless pants beginning to leave his lips more and more as he nearly cried for the chance to fuck you.

You hadn't been in town for that long, and he was already obsessed...he wanted you so bad that he swore to himself that he was willing to do anything.

And if he were listening to the descriptions of this mysterious man that you were talking about...surely—it had to be him?

With your moans and filthy-sounding curses acting as background noise, Sebastian slipped into the imagination of his cock being the one that you were riding about now. "F-Fuck...! Sebastian...f-fucking me so good—" Lewd plaps could be heard as the fat of your ass rippled each time that it met the front of his thighs, your head turned to look over your shoulder as you smirked at the flushed face of the recluse.

"So cute, Sebastian~!" He responded promptly with a twitch of his cock, his hands gripping the sides of his chair as he allowed you to use him as you pleased. "No wonder you're so quiet...no need to talk when you have such a fat cock in your pants...huh?"

Your voice, the 'feeling' of your cunt wrapped around him...his brain made it all feel so real, causing Sebastian to thrust up into his fist, chasing after his budding high that burned in the pit of his stomach as he just barely cracked open his eyes to look at the scene playing out on his screen. The sight of your cunt, wetter than ever it seemed, creating a transparent white ring at the base of your toy each time you brought yourself down. "Please...please...please—!" You mindlessly begged to no one in particular as you crept closer and closer to your orgasm before you slammed yourself down for one final time.

Conveniently, when Sebastian stilled against his fist, ropes and ropes of his cum spilling out from his tip and dirtying his hand while your juices flooded from your clenching sex as you panted heavily.

As Sebastian slowly crept down from his high, his vision blurry and his throat dry, he quietly made a promise to himself that he'd do more to try and talk to you...when he wasn't embarrassed at the idea of looking you in the face after blowing his load to one of your OnlyFans videos, that is.

Sam

If he were being frank with himself— he had an inkling from the time that he started hanging out with you, that you might've had a naughty page lurking somewhere out on the internet.

One time, you, he, and Abigail were hanging out together, and when Abigail had asked what you used to do in the city, you simply replied, "Oh! Uh...internet...stuff."

Your flushed cheeks and the way you looked down at the ground. Although he, of course, didn't say anything then...your reaction, nonetheless, was a dead giveaway.

And it was just his luck that a few days after that hangout, Sam stumbled across your lovely page!

And...you happened to have a free video at the start of your page. Pinned and having some fancy text as if you wanted him to find it, the idea made the blonde's cock harden so fast that it was nearly painful as he shakily clicked on the video.

What was waiting for him?

You in a pair of dog ears and fucking yourself on a blue dildo while you begged for your owner to fill you up with their cock, of course!

Sam definitely buys some fake dog ears juuuuust so he's prepared for the occasion when he actually gets to sleep with you, if his luck has it ofc.

♡ - "Master's away for work! Needy dog girl stuffs herself full of a dildo because she's unable to patiently wait for his return!"

The title of your next scheduled stream had been floating around in Sam's mind for a week. It was what got him to get up to go to work and get through it, what made him just a little more eager to save up his money instead of blowing it all away at the saloon's arcade or buying another pizza for himself. As well as serving as the one thing that added a little bit more fun to his life as well! Rather than open up some old pron magazine or scroll through the internet...he had you and the title of your stream.

But, then again, Sam would admit that he probably should've felt a little bit worse about jerking off to his cam's streams, but...how could he?

You were more than attractive; anyone with a pair of working eyes would be able to tell that simple fact. Every time you looked at him, you were always flushed, and he'd catch those briefest of brief instances where your thighs would clench together. He wanted you, to say the least, however...he didn't want to scare you off with his eagerness. He at least wanted to continue to get to know you, to talk to you, and continue being your friend in public.

Just in private? He was allowed a little reprieve by jerking off to your videos.

"Hi everyone!" Your bubbly voice came in once the stream started. "Thank you for joining! It's so nice that you're all keeping me company while master's away for the day—" Without it even being a minute in, you took a few steps away from the camera to do a slow spin of your outfit. A frilly dress with a garter belt all before...you lifted it, and the sight of your bare cunt, already dripping with your pussy juices and clenching around nothing...Sam just couldn't resist how his hand reached into his sweatpants to begin slowly stroking at his already hard cock.

"—I thought that we could all have a little fun until he returns~? What would you all like me to do?"

The chat immediately flooded with suggestions.

The slow movements of Sam's hand pause to take a look around the space of your bedroom to get an idea. He wasn't a frequent donor, just enough here and there to support, but as his cock throbbed at the sight of the fake dog ears on the top of your head and the way you so eagerly looked at the screen for suggestions, his eyes then flicked over to something peeking from behind you on the bed.

What's that? He typed in.

His heart skipped a beat when you apparently read his message, causing you to look behind you before you feigned embarrassment. "T-That's just a special toy!" You gasped. "Master says I belong to him, but...truthfully, I want to belong to someone else." After grabbing your phone, your steps were slow and tempting as you walked over to the bed to then focus on the bright blue dildo. Your cunt throbbed at the toy, already imagining exactly who you imagined fucking you whenever you used the toy.

Sam.

But, to keep yourself from accidentally letting your mouth blabber about how you had a crush on the blonde...you decided you were better off convincing yourself that he didn't like you. However, it didn't mean that you weren't allowed to fantasize. "Master's—" A low groan rolled off of Sam's tongue at the word leaving your lips. "—so old and gross, I bet he dreams constantly about fucking me silly..." After propping your phone up, ensuring that it was focusing on your entire body but mainly your sex, you took the toy and dragged it up and down the lips of your heat. "...But I wouldn't mind that someone else fucking me instead."

You could only take so much teasing as you slipped your dildo in with little to no hesitation, the length of the toy easily allowing it to press against your most sensitive spot deep inside of you. You clenched around the fake dick, imagining it throbbing inside of you as you started with a gentle and steady pace to make sure that your audience saw alllll of your sweet pussy clamping down on the toy.

You wanted them to imagine how the inside of your walls would feel...how your skin would feel under their fingertips, and how much better they'd be able to fuck you than your imaginary "master". Something that Sam was doing with ease as his mouth slightly fell open at the close-up sight of your dripping pussy, falling deeper and deeper into the roleplay that you had set up for this stream. More and more, his mind conjured up the thought of being right there with you...fucking you hard and fast to avoid the possibility of your master coming home too soon and seeing his pretty dog girl being fucked by him.

"S-Sam...!" You whined, your hands gripping the sheets of your master's bed as Sam rutted into you from behind. Eagerly and damn near drooling all over your back like the mindless mutt off the side of the street that he was. The smell of your arousal...it was as tempting of a lure as anything would have been.

The second that he saw your stupid master leave, and had foolishly forgotten to lock the door... he took the opportunity immediately.

The feeling of your tight walls wrapped around him as he roughly pistoned his cock in and out of your welcoming pussy, each thrust causing little spurts of your juices to shoot out, it was the most heavenly feeling that he could've ever experienced...he never wanted to leave this feeling.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck—!" Sam whispered to himself, each curse coming out faster than the last as he began to hump into his fist, his eyes not even watching the video on his phone anymore as the device fell to his chest. The sounds of your moans and the quiet squelching of your cunt were all he needed to get himself off at this point. Sam was far too focused on the imagination in his head as he rushed closer and closer to his oncoming orgasm.

"Y/N—!" The sound of your name choked out of his throat as his hand stilled against the base of his dick, and Sam suddenly came in his pants. His cum splattered against the front of his sweats as his cock twitched and pulsated with his orgasm.

He was too focused on how much he wanted you, how this moment alone was the catalyst for him developing a crush on you, to think about how much of a pain it would be to clean himself up after he crawled down from his high. But...it would've all been worth it, after all, the idea of you being such a sweet dog girl for him...it was far too irresistible for the blonde.

Summary: Anon does a good job of explaining what's going on here!

Warning(s): Porn with little Plot ngl, Male!Reader (I'm starting my era of feeding the three dudes that may be following this acc 🫡), Dirty Talking Sebastian agenda, Public Sex(?) (Sebastian and reader fuck on the cliff, but no one's around), Rough Sex against a Bike.

Side Note(s): I gotta pick out and mark some more fics where the reader will be a guy— I'm a bit rusty with my male!reader writing unfortunately 😔

♡ - When Sebastian had asked if you wanted to revisit the cliff that looked out to Zuzu City, the place where you both had your first kiss...you genuinely believed it was an innocent mini-date idea!

The feeling of the cool air rushing against your skin as you tightly wrapped your arms around your husband, the rushing scenery all around you...you were immediately transported to that first time he took you out on your bike to the location. The constant flurry of butterflies in your stomach the entire ride there, the faint smell of Sebastian's cologne...you would never forget that first kiss on the cliff.

You'd dare say that thre cliff was your favorite place out of everywhere in the entire valley!

And now? It was your favorite place for a very different reason.

"S-Sebastian..." You panted as you grabbed onto the bike as tightly as you could, your knees threatening to give out from underneath you as Sebastian tightly held your waist, practically pulling you back to meet every brutal thrust he gave you. "You're going so fast—Fuck..." Sebastian chuckled at the way a moan interrupted your own sentence.

How could he even think of taking things slow?

The memory of his first kiss with you on this kiss, how he felt when you reciprocated his feelings...he didn't know why, but— those memories combined with the way you pressed yourself against him during the bike ride here all served to make him soooooo needy for you. To where it was almost painful with how hard his cock strained in his pants, making him feel as if he'd go insane in a heartbeat if he didn't shove his already weeping cock into your ass. "But you're clenching around me so hard..." Sebastian groaned out with little to no shame, the sound of flesh against flesh echoing throughout the air as he admired the slight sheen of sweat on your skin.

"You don't want me to stop now, right?" His words almost came out in a dirty coo as he leaned forward to rest his chest against your back, fucking you with more vigor and drawing out an easy string of moans from your lips.

"F-Fuck—!" Your fingernails clawed against the bike seat as you felt the mushroom tip of your husband's cock press against your prostate. The addictive feeling of his cock veins rubbing against your inside and practically milking more and more of your pre-cum out from your dick as it bobbed with every plunge of his cock made your eyes threaten to roll into your head. "Your cock, baby...feels so good—!" Another yelp tore out from you, Sebastian's cock twitching inside of you at the compliment.

"Yeah?" He smirked, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. "You sure it's not cause you're getting fucked out in the open?"

As if your clenching hole suddenly had a mind of its own, it tightened around Sebastian's cock almost automatically at his accusation.

"Damn..." Your husband nearly whispered. "Didn't think you'd be so honest before my words barely had a chance to settle in the air."

"I-It's not that—" Immediately, Sebastian stole the rest of your words away by wrapping a hand around your mouth, allowing your greedy ass to do the talking as the slapping of skin became even wetter. Loud and obscene as you could practically feel how soaked you were, how loose your ass was becoming in the wake of your husband's ravenous thrusts. "Don't lie to me," Sebastian teasingly warned.

"This greedy ass of yours sure likes the idea of being fucked out where anyone could walk by and see how good you're taking my cock—" His thrusts stuttered when you clenched around him suddenly once more, threatening to milk his oncoming orgasm straight from his balls before he quickly resumed his pace. "We'll have to do this again, huh? Me...you...out on this cliff, but instead of you holding onto my bike...it can be you on the ground, huh?"

A drawn-out whine left your covered lips, reverberating against Sebastian's hand as your cock throbbed at his words. Even more pre-cum leaked from your cock and onto the small puddle that was already forming on the ground, the near electric shocks of Sebastian's cock roughly ploughing into your prostate, making you hold onto the bike even tighter as you started to feel your orgasm begin to rush at you like a freight train. "Fuck..." Your husband suddenly moaned as his pace stuttered once more, turning your face enough to press a chaste kiss against your cheek. "You close, baby? You're clenching around me s-so hard..."

You could only respond by nodding frantically into his hand with a choked-up sob, drool beginning to dribble from the side of your lips. Your thighs began to quiver, and your toes curled, your body beginning to wind up so tightly that you feared that you would tense up and completely shatter to the ground. However, Sebastian held you tighter to his chest, pressing more and more kisses to your cheek and any other available places of skin while his eyes stayed glued on your ruined expression, anticipating your orgasm. "G-Gonna cum...sosososo close—" You managed to squeak out against his hand.

"Yeah? Go ahead and cum, cum all over my dick." And you did, with one last thrust into your greedy hole, you came so hard that your vision temporarily blacked out, your back arching into him as cum shot out from your cock while you screamed out Sebastian's name into his hand. It was only when you were beginning to whine from overstimulation, weakly pressing back at your husband's thigh in a silent plea for a break did Sebastian leaned away from your back and managed a few more thrusts before he shot his cum into you.

A low whisper of your name left his lips, weakly thrusting into your ass a few more times before he stilled completely and pulled himself out, some of his spend dribbling out from your gaping ass and onto the gravel below.

Yep, without a single shred of doubt, the cliff was his favorite in the entire place.

A fic about Balor bending the farmer over the back of his wagon in the middle of the night trying to keep them quiet while he 👀👀👀 from the back?

Sigh, I do so love my blue-haired Howl wannabe <33. Sorry if it's a bit short, btw, anon! I admit I'm still feeling things out with writing the characters 😩

It was another quiet night, the sound of crickets echoed throughout the air alongside the distant humming of other nighttime insects and the gentle movement of the stream that lay just outside of the town. At the start of the day, Balor had sent you a letter that cryptically stated that he wanted to "try something out with you, if you were up to it." Your brow rose at the letter, curious as to why he didn't just simply explain himself in the letter.

But it was that same brand of lurking mysteriousness that led you to fall in love with him to begin with.

So, you took the bait.

Which is how you wound up in your current predicament as you held your breath trying to keep your moans in. The lewd slapping of skin on skin echoed in the small space between you and Balor as he eyed the way your ass rippled with each thrust of his, the way your skin glistened from the slight sheen of sweat that was present on your skin from a combination of the summer night heat and your activities. Truly, you were the most beautiful gem that he had ever laid his eyes on.

"B-Balor..." Your moan came out in a shaky whisper, your fingers clawing at the wood of his wagon as Balor's fingers dug into your hips just a little deeper at the sound of your voice. "F-Feels so good...! O-Oh Gods—"

A drawn-out Shhhhh interrupted your words. "Didn't I tell you to lower your voice?" Balor teasingly spoke. "My, my...I am flattered, though, that my cock feels so good that you find it impossible to find your inside voice." In turn, a moan of his own escaped from his lips at the way you clenched around him. The idea that led to him sending the letter was simple...he simply wanted to see how well you were capable of holding in your voice. Besides, he was fond of how you squirmed from time to time.

Whether it was when he playfully spooked you, gave you a surprise kiss on the cheeks, or during moments like this, where he gave you his cock!

It was all in good faith, a way of playfully showing his love for you.

"Balor—Oh fuck...!" You couldn't control your voice any longer in the face of your budding orgasm, more of your slick and beginning to roll down the insides of your thighs as a white ring started to appear at the base of Balor's cock as a visible sign of your pleasure. "C-Close...!" Balor leaned over you to press his front to your back, swiftly wrapping a hand around your mouth to aid in your task of being silent.

"You must want the whole town to know then, with how you're practically yelling it out for everyone to know about, then," Balor whispered in your ear, his smirk growing when you clenched around him once more.

"Dirty...you want to be caught being fucked?" He asked before you shook your head. "Yeeessss you do." He kissed the shell of your ear with an amused chuckle.

However, everything that your boyfriend did...it only threw you closer and closer to your impending orgasm. Every thrust, every kiss—as you teetered on the line of your orgasm, you shut your eyes tightly as you curled your hands into fists against Balor's wagon, the feeling of your boyfriend's cockhead punching into your deep dooey spot a few more times being what you needed to bring you to your climax as you came around him with a muffled moan.

And he felt every single bit of your orgasm, cooing into your ear as he fucked you through your high as he worked himself to his own.

"Sooooo pretty when you cum~" He complimented. "S-So—fuck—good for me...oh gods—" His pace sped up for a quick moment, the lewd plapping sounds growing in volume for only a little before Balor stilled against your ass with a barely contained grunt. Ropes of his cum painted your insides white, small dribbles of his cum escaping from your sex to drip onto the grass as the two of you slowly came down from your highs.

Since Spring Break is coming to an end, I gotta get back in the writing swing so— JIO MY BELOVED <33

Also, anon— what if I kissed your brain???? /srs

Jio just couldn't get his mind off of you.

With the Spirit World cleansed, and the forces of Gabriella thrown back into the shadows once more...although the Cult's plans weren't yet completed, it was at least a small period in time where he and his fellows were allowed some much-deserved rest. A time when they could all briefly set off to perform and complete their own personal tasks before being called back to service once more.

Except...he couldn't.

The mental images of you fighting flashed inside his mind as if he were suddenly cursed by a spell to see nothing but you and only you.

Memories of how you fought the monsters and plagued spirits alike— while Jio wanted to say that it was a simple admiration of your capabilities and skills in battle, how you defied his beginning assumptions that you were nothing more than a farmer...deep down, he knew better than that. His own body knew better than that as his cock began to stir as he lay down in his bed, the idea of sleep becoming more and more evasive as his mind continued to hone in on you.

Certain details became more of a focus.

The determination in your gaze.

The fearsomeness with which you held your blade.

How the sweat made your skin glisten.

With a shaky hand, Jio slowly pulled his pillow out from underneath his head as he turned to lie on his stomach. His cock was throbbing so hard that it nearly hurt, his shameful need for you seeming to grow by the millisecond as the elf rushed to pull down his sweats just enough to free his weeping cock before situating his pillow underneath him. "J-Just enough to satiate..." The elf murmured to himself, his face a fiery red color as he slowly started to fuck the soft space in which his folded-up pillow provided.

He doubted the weak feeling of the pillow could compare to your sex.

As he sank deeper into the pleasurable feeling, soft pants and groans began to fall from Jio's lips as his eyes fluttered closed to focus on the picture of you that was forming inside his head. He just knew, knew that your sex would feel sooooo much better wrapped around your cock. Whenever the two of you met each other's gaze, even though he always met your own with distrust and, at other times, annoyance. You always looked so happy to see him, as if you were just itching for the opportunity to hear a compliment, a word of praise, or more from him.

The way your gaze lingered...the sound of his name on your tongue—he couldn't help the way his cock throbbed and ached at the memory that he realized he had been taking for granted.

"Y-Y/N..." Jio moaned, his hands clutching into fists as he rutted into his pillow even harder, even faster as he chased up his building orgasm, timing his thrusts in tune with the picture of you in his head and how he imagined how you'd bounce up and down on his cock.

Your hands firmly placed on his shoulders while you eagerly brought your hips up and down his length, meaningless babbles falling from your lips as Jio could've sworn little hearts were beginning to form in your eyes as you continued to beg him for more.

More, more, more.

"Jio—!" He could've sworn he heard your needy whine outside of his head. "F-Feels so good...! Please—" You didn't even have to finish your sentence before Jio was giving you exactly what you wanted. His thrusts became even harsher as Jio whispered—nearly pleaded for you. He wanted you so badly that it hurt. He wanted everything about you, but...he didn't dare to admit that aloud to himself just yet, after all, he was still swearing up and down that this was just a moment of him not thinking straight. Once he came, went to sleep, and woke up the next day...all would be normal again.

"Y/N—" Jio grunted, having to bite his bottom lip to keep too much of a needy sound from leaving his throat. "C-Cumming...!" He grunted, only managing a few more thrusts before he finally stilled against his pillow, a satisfied, drawn-out sigh leaving his lips as ropes and ropes of his spent splattered onto the pillow. As Jio relaxed against the pillow, his breathing slowly returning to normalcy...a quiet sigh of disbelief left his lips.

"This is just a small moment of weakness..." He told himself.

He swore to himself that he didn't like you as much as his imagination said otherwise, it was all just him being stressed and needing a way of letting it out!

[SDV] "Jealousy"

[lol I had to edit in the title cause I didn't notice until now that this fic didn't have a title wtf]

Based on the asks above! (Give your thanks to @curlyhairkk !!)

Summary: You and Sebastian had been hanging out with each other for a while now, to the point he could confidently say that the both of you were good friends! But...you were also close with Alex, friends, despite it being clear to Sebastian that Alex wanted something...more. For the first time in a long time, Sebastian felt himself having romantic feelings towards someone, and he refused to let it slip through his fingers so easily.

Warning(s): Possessive!Sebastian (not yandere levels but just him being jealous), Alex being pushy (Sebastion comes and saves the farmer tho dw), Rough sex, Sebastion is taller than Alex, Sebastian likes hearing the reader beg a lil', Multiple orgasms (for the reader lol).

Side Note(s): I've never been the biggest vampire fan but Twilight (when I ignore Bella) is actually kinda good 😌 . Also sorry for this taking a minute to come out! Spring semester is hitting the ground running this year 🫠

He...was jealous, perhaps he didn't have the right to be so but he couldn't help himself.

Since you had arrived in the valley a little over a year ago, you and Sebastion had gotten closer and closer since the first time you two saw one another and began speaking. What was first simple small talk inside of his room, brief and awkward (mostly on account of him being shy), or a quick greeting or two when you'd pass one another in town. It now turned into fleeting touches that held a certain passion behind each movement, glances in each other's directions that spoke of wanting to do something other than simply talk.

It was driving Sebastian insane.

And what's more? He knew you felt the same, you delivered him so many gifts, talked to him for hours on end as if he were the most important thing in your world, and too many times did he almost hear you say that you loved him! He never thought he'd witness a day where he was practically begging on his knees to Yoba for someone to say one line but...here he was.

Sitting near the edge of the lake on the side of his house, listening to you go on about your day and how your cows had just given birth to twins.

The process of what you had to do to make sure the calves were healthy sounded complicated, and quite frankly? He understood little of it but the passion in your voice and how intelligent you sounded was like music to his ears, a song that he could listen to over and over and over and over again so long as it meant that he could continue to look into your eyes while you looked into his.

Sebastian only felt comfortable around you.

Besides Abigail and Sam, you were the only one who understood him and didn't make him feel like an outcast, as if he were some weirdo with no aspirations besides living in his parent's basement—had your lips always looked so pretty? Unconsciously, he felt himself slowly leaning in closer and closer to you, placed under an unknown spell via the lure of your voice. Yet as you noticed Sebastian steadily leaning closer towards you, causing you to trail off from your conversation...the scent of his minty breath mixed with the faint smell of cigarettes began to make your mind spin as you felt yourself slowly losing yourself in the way his eyes looked at you—

"Y/N!" When you heard Alex's voice, you nearly jumped out of your skin before putting some distance between yourself and Sebastion.

Completely oblivious to the tension you and Sebastian shared a mere second ago, the jock crouched down a little ways behind you with a grin. "You promised you'd play some gridball with me! Don't tell me you've gotten cold feet now?" And just like that, the tension faded into the wind, leaving Sebastian on the sidelines witnessing the exchange as if Alex didn't even notice that he was there! He stuck his hands into his pocket, his eyes nearly shooting daggers at the oblivious jock while he called him every type of curse word imaginable in his head.

But, he remained patient, hoping and almost praying that you'd remember what the both of you were so close to doing a minute ago.

But it seemed that luck wasn't on his side today as you eventually looked back to him with a playful grin. "I did promise Alex..." You said playfully, pouting even though you didn't appear to be sad about the fact in the slightest before you looked back to Alex who was cheekily grinning behind. "I'll swing back to your house later!"

Sebastion could only silently nod despite mentally pleading for you to stay with him instead, the thought resting just on the tip of his tongue. But...the last thing he wanted to appear as was controlling or overly possessive of you. He respected your freedom, as someone who longed for it and wanted to do something different in the world, he knew how restrictive the feeling could get when you felt controlled. He didn't want the same thing for you so—he forced himself to watch you get up and walk away with Alex.

He glared at the jock's back with all the annoyance and fury he could currently muster up.

Especially when he saw Alex's hand come to rest on the small of your back.

. . .

Your gridball game with Alex had taken way longer than you originally expected it to. At first, the two of you were eager and excited to go to the beach before your stomach growled, thus leading Alex to convince you to come over to his house where Evelyn proceeded to make the best baked chicken you had ever had in your entire life!

Then you suddenly remembered that you needed to run a few errands, and Alex, like any friend, was more than happy to keep you company.

A little bit of fishing here, shopping at Pierre's shop there. The sun was beginning to dip beneath the horizon by the time you and Alex had actually managed to get to the beach, and although the jock was more skilled than you at the sport, you had fun nonetheless and appreciated Alex for even thinking to consider you as a possible playing part when you've heard rumors here and there that Shane was a far better player.

However...now that Alex was walking you back to your house, the light-hearted conversation that lasted all day to day had trickled down into something calmer and quieter. For the entire time, it seemed, Alex looked at you as if he was about to say something before quickly rethinking things, although the two of you weren't extremely close, you thought you two were close enough to talk to one another and let each other know when something was bothering you both! It was driving you insane as you kept glancing at Alex from the corner of your eye, curious and trying to allow him as much time as he needed to get his words out until— "What's on your mind?" You blurted out.

Then, you two stopped a little ways from Sebastion's house actually.

All you needed was to take the shortcut up the stairs next to his house before you'd make a left down the forest alley to your farm.

"Are you and Sebastion together?" The question nearly made you choke on your own spit at how boldly the question came out before your eyes shot to Alex with a wide-eyed stare.

"W-What?" You gulped.

“Are you together?” Alex repeated, a little louder and clearer this time. Yet you still looked at him dumbfounded, you respected the friendship the two of you had, although Alex was indeed handsome, your brain refused for you to see him as anything more than a sibling! But as you continued to remain silent, Alex tensed his jaw before huffing. “I’m not hearing a ‘no’.”

“We’re not together but—“

He clicked his tongue, looking off to the side for a moment before looking back at you. “Don’t tell me you actually like that loser? The entire town thinks he’s a shut-in!”

You shot a glare at him. “That’s not true!” You said. “He’s sweet, sweeter than you’re being right now Alex. I like our friendship, don’t ruin it.”

Suddenly, just as Alex shot a glare at you and dared to take a step towards you, his hand extending in a bid to grab your arm. Robin’s front door swung open before Sebastian came rushing out. And the chaos that ensued afterward was something you *didn’t* want, Sebastian shoving himself into Alex like a raging bull before tucking you behind him with an arm just as the two men proceeded to get into a shouting match.

Alex being annoyingly pushy a few moments ago aside, you didn’t want to see him hurt for Yoba’s sake!

“Sebastian stop it!” You shouted as you tried to separate the two men.

When he felt your hand wrap around his forearm, the recluse briefly calmed down, just long enough for you to forcefully put some distance between him and Alex. “You stay away from her.”

Alex scoffed. “The fuck is this?” He looked to you. “Tell this freak that the two of you aren’t together before I shove his ass to the ground.”

"I'd like to see you try," Sebastian retorted, the edge of his lip curling up into a snarl. Before he could take another step closer to Alex however, you quickly smacked his arm in an attempt to call back his attention. You hadn't even given Alex an official answer about your feelings about Sebastian, only because...you weren't ready for the possibility that he may not have liked you. But if saying it would make the two men go their separate ways and avoid fighting one another...so be it.

"Stop it!" You shouted before you squeezed between the two, pressing your back against Sebastian's front as you outstretched your arms. "I like Sebastion, okay?!" You finally shouted.

It was as if the world had suddenly frozen in a split second.

The words 'I like Sebastian' replayed in the recluse's head like a broken record. The feeling of your warmth against him as you protected him made his cheeks warm and...it was as if he were suddenly placed in the middle of a dream, all he had ever wanted was to hear those words from you...that you shared the same feelings towards him.

But it was all too easy for his brain to immediately spoil the moment for himself.

Did it really take you hanging out with Alex for you to recognize that you liked him— "I like you more." Alex insisted with a stubborn huff.

The jock's words snapped him from his trance before he immediately placed a hand on your shoulder to gently but firmly move you behind him. "She likes me." Sebastian practically growled out his words. "Sebastion—" "Fuck off," He practically spat out his final words to Alex before his gaze settled back onto you and he firmly grabbed your arm to pull you along with him. But...not toward his house like you had expected but up the small steps next to his home before he made a sharp left.

He was taking the path to your home.

SORRY FOR THE LATE ANSWER, ANON. I HOPE YOU LIKE WHAT I WROTE FOR YOU ✨✨✨ (I decided to only focus on the bachelors here since I haven't romanced any of the bachelorettes! Except my queens Celine and Reina)

Balor

Although he tries to keep his true worry for you hidden underneath a calm exterior and some smooth talk of telling you "Don't get too injured now~ how could I function without my favorite customer?"

Underneath that surface? He's EXTREMELY worried.

Balor understands that you're a competent adventurer and that you have more than enough experience when it comes to fighting and keeping yourself out of danger!

But the way that you search for it? As well as being eager to find danger and fight it off?

While he's no stranger to a bit of danger himself, as well as liking the thrill from time to time—I can imagine that such small thrills and the likes would immediately wash away when he sees just how far those tendencies can go through you.

Therefore, Balor always makes sure to keep an extra supply of free healing potions (for you and for you only) to ensure that you don't have to go looking far when you require supplies.

Ryis

Very gently tries to suggest that you find something safer to do.

Like everyone else on this list— Ryis already understands you to be a very competent adventurer and thus, a really experienced fighter.

However, seeing all the scars and injuries that you gain from all the battles that you rush into...it does make him say something and try to suggest that you find something safer to do for a time.

Like focusing on farming, maybe fishing!

Helping out around the town more would be fun as well!

And when you pout and whine that you don't want to do any of those things? I can see Ryis being the type to pull the "cool, gentle guy" card and being extra sweet to you in order to make you see the light just a little bit more.

After all, there's only so many times he can see you bloodied and bruised! As well as worrying himself sick, fearing that you may be stuck deep in the Mines!

However, at the end of the day? He's not trying to control you, whether you're reckless or not; he'll be there to support you (and make sure that he's already prepped a bath and everything else to soothe your aching muscles once you return home)

March

In true tsundere fashion, it's a mix between him explicitly getting upset with you/stating that he doesn't care about you being reckless, but in silence? He's worrying himself almost sick.

I can imagine that the idea of being reckless wouldn't faze him much, to be frank? Weirdly enough, I can see March being the same way but in a different context (more so in the sense of taking risks with it comes to different ways of smithing, anything to continue being the best around ✨ 💪)

But when it comes to you fighting monsters and delving deep into the Mines? That's when it's a hard no from him.

He understands that you're strong enough to handle yourself and that there's not really a big chance of you getting into danger, but he can't help but silently worry that something else may happen!

He won't voice it aloud, but when you come home? Tired and bruised up, March is quietly ushering you to bed to sit down while he runs you a bath.

After your bath (that he helps you with, mind you). Food is being prepared and fed to you before he states that it's time to go to sleep.

All in all, just a whole bunch of March being a mean-faced worrywart for you.

Eiland

Okay, weirdly enough— I think that Eiland would be sort of reckless alongside you.

Not to the extent of where he's rushing into monster battles at the drop of a hat ofc but in terms of exploring the Mines until the wee hours of the morning?

Maybe even encouraging you to take a little bit more of a risk if it means discovering something new to display at the museum!

But, while you don't have an inner voice to tell you to stop fighting. Eiland does. And he'll immediately call it a day for both of you if he thinks that you're looking a bit tired or that it's time for you two to rest.

At the end of the day, even though the two of you are a bit reckless together, Eiland does care about you and doesn't want you to seriously get injured!

And to show his thanks for you being his knight and shield? He gives you a hot bed and making sure that you're well-fed with the best food that he can possibly offer to you!

Caldarus

Assuming that this is all going down while he's a human—

I feel like Caldarus would be the most patient on this list with a reckless farmer?

He's that inner voice in your head that tells you that something's too much or that a fight is too risky.

However, he's not going to impose upon your own will. If you want to get into a dangerous fight, then, of course, he'll suggest that it's too much of a risk and will watch over you more heavily, but at the end of the day? He wants you to be your own person!

HI ANON <333 I HOPE YOU'RE WELL, SORRY FOR THE LATE ANSWER

Balor

Finds your sassier nature to be a mix between a breath of fresh air and weirdly hilarious, even.

Although he enjoys the town's warm, welcoming aura. Your sassy nature reminds him of the more entertaining customers that Balor would typically encounter on his travels as a merchant!

You bring a certain fire and spark to every interaction between the two of you, not knowing how you'll respond to what he says makes him feel as if he has to work to get your attention and, in turn, a loyal customer.

Sure, smooth-talking his way into getting a loyal customer easily is nice and all for business.

But for people that he really wants to get to know? As well as forming more than just a business relationship, keeping him on his toes is the way to go.

And your sassy nature does just that!

March

Lowkey doesn't know how to handle it?

Although it's already known in town more or less that March keeps his true feelings to himself. You were new, and you thus assumed that he was just mean!

So, you nipped back, and you nipped back with the intention of putting him in his place.

At first, he hated it, coupled with the fact that people were beginning to praise your smithing skills as well? It made for a bad combo that resulted in a few tense shouting matches as well as a lot of "Lol, you're mad" (mostly on your side)

But as the two of you began to get closer, budding from rivals to something more, I can imagine that March would appreciate your attitude a hell of a lot more, seeing as its a assurance that nothing is being hidden(?)

Although your sassier tendencies make you more of a teaser as well as a bit of a firebrand, it makes you honest. And that's what he'd appreciate most.

Eiland

Hear me out but— I can see Eiland being the type to be weirdly eager to please you when it comes to him being presented with someone who has a sassier attitude?

When the two of you first met, he invited you to go into the Mines. Your response to the whole situation was along the lines of "Aren't you rich? Why not hire someone to do all this work for you?"

Or something like "Lol, typical noble boy stuff can't do anything for yourself, huh?"

He didn't have the strength of a well-seasoned adventurer, nor an experienced miner, but he could hold his own! Thus, he sought to prove it to you.

In his own way.

Each sassy response you gave him resulted in him working harder to make you happy, bringing you better and more detailed information about the Mines, making sure to be almost always available to help you when you needed him, and so much more.

Lowkey could start a saga where the reader/farmer becomes a bit of a bully to Eiland, but hey, that's the gooner brain talking

Ryis

Same boat as Eiland kinda-ish?

Eager to please but also knows how to match your sassier tendencies with some bite of his, albeit it's spoken with a much more calmer/loving tone.

He's not trying to make you feel as if he doesn't like your personality; he loves it! To him, you being sassy towards him is nothing more than playful banter! And he'll trade word for word to keep the funny banter going until both of you eventually tire.

I can also see him being the type to just sort of let you talk as well tbh?

He knows you're just playing, so half of the time, he doesn't even respond (annoying to you, but the sassier comments that'll leave your mouth in an effort to provoke a reaction from him makes snort and laugh as he works).

Either way, all in all, he's just happy to let you talk and occassionally joining in with some sassy comments himself <33.

Caldarus

Okay, so I feel like it would really depend on what type of Caldarus we're talking about—

If we're talking about Caldarus when he's still a statue, then he finds your personality to be extremely amusing, especially since he's thousands of years old. He's more familiar with the concept of people worshipping him, giving him gifts with extreme thanks, and all that.

So you're giving him gifts and the likes, but with the addition of saying something like "Here, since you obviously can't move much lol." That sparks a chuckle from him.

Now when he's human.

Then I can see Caldarus kinda sitting quietly and just letting you speak to him any type of way PFFT.

Sorry, this took a moment to get to anon! I lowkey had to think about this myself tbh— especially seeing as how I write, the bachelor's freak levels vary pretty differently depending on the topic)

Sam - My tendency to write Sam with a petplay kink aside— I view him as the freakiest on this list because he's the most outspoken of all the bachelors imo. I can see him being the type to introduce new things into the bedroom or at least letting his partner know that it's okay to come to him with an idea on how they can spice up their sex life.

Elliot - Similarly to Sam, I feel like he'd rank at #2 because Elliot strikes me as an outspoken person as well, so that makes the marriage feel open and comfortable for speaking out about kinks and what the other wants to do in the bedroom. But I do also view him as a very gentle lover with a hidden soft dom side, so that view of him is what ranks him at #2.

Alex - You'll see this same talking point with Sebastian, but I feel like Alex is one of the bachelors who's beginning to be a bit more on the quieter side? He lives with his grandparents, and I've already mentioned a bit ago that I kinda headcanon that he's a bit of an old soul when it comes to certain things, so I think that would bleed into his freak tendencies a bit. Don't get me wrong, he's still willing to do some freaky stuff with you, but I can also imagine that it would realistically take him a bit since he has to get comfortable with you as well as sort of start to lean out of the mindset of "Ah crap, Im at my grandparents' house. I can't let the freak in me out too much."

Sebastian - Like I warned in Alex's point— My reason for putting him at #4 is that he's just quiet? Not that being quiet necessarily makes someone less freaky (after all, I also do headcanon him to be a bit of a sleeper agent too 😔), but I do think that him being an overall shy-ish type of person makes him less likely to let those demons out and about, which would give him the outer appearance of someone who's not that kinky. (But if we're ignoring outer appearances and focusing on the inside, then I definitely would place him at #2).

Shane - Okay, admittedly, it was a lil' difficult ranking him, mostly because although I enjoy writing him as a freakster since it's fun for me, on a more realistic note. I don't see him as being that freaky? Not because he doesn't have any kinks, necessarily, but more so, it's just because it's about getting him to that point of being comfortable enough to engage in that sort of behavior with you. Outside of that, though, once he's at that point, his ranking can definitely be boosted up to #3 or #2.