#idia fic

It had taken, in all honesty, months to get Idia more comfortable around you. He had issues with confidence, but also issued when it came to any social situation. Physical intimacy in itself was a foreign concept to him, you were pretty damn sure. It all started off slow, grazing your shoulder against his when you guys were gaming together, putting your hand on his shoulder, and eventually sitting shoulder to shoulder with him.

Just those small things made him burn up and flinch at first, but now he was calm. Things like hugging took longer, always starting out with your hand barely touching his linking arms, then finally a side hug. Kissing? Boy that in itself was a beast.

Finally though, after months, Idia was finally getting used to the fact that you wanted to touch him, kiss him, and over all just be with him. He never thought he’d ever actually get a significant other in his lifetime, but here you were.

Now you sat on his lap, watching him game while also scrolling through your phone and liking random memes. You’d occasionally get his attention when the game wasn’t at some serious point to show him some. You laughed at a particular funny meme, clicking the like button and feeling Idia shifting under you to get a better look.

“That’s so cringe.” Idia commented with a grimace and you raised an eyebrow while looking at him.

“So, you’re cringe and I still like you.” You pointed out, making him pout. He opened his mouth to say something before noticing you were giggling, “I’m sorry that was kinda mean.” You cooed, trying to cool off your boyfriend.

“Ya it was, and if I’m cringe what does that make you?” He said, adjusting you in his lap while he unpaused his game.

“A cringe lord, obviously. Master of the Cringe…ruler of the cringe-topia, the cringiest of cringe.” You began listing off before he groaned, moving his head into the crook of your neck as he clearly was being dramatic.

“You can s-stop now, you know.” He muttered and you chuckled again before you went back to scrolling through your phone.

In between the memes, you’d occasionally run into some random couple photo that you knew would make Idia groan and call them ‘Normies’ if he bothered to look. You couldn’t help but like them though, imagining you and Idia in those situations. You wished he’d let you snap a photo of the two of you during one of his gaming sessions. To you, it looked like the perfect gamer couple scenario, and the blue lighting of the room was picturesque.

Just as you were thinking this, you came across a mini video. It had a guy playing video games and his girlfriend trying to get his attention, before finally sitting on his lap with their chest to them and kissing the breath right of his lungs. The thought made you flush. It’s not like Idia wasn’t paying attention to you, you guys had made an agreement today to spend the day together just doing your own thing. Him just letting you sit on his lap was already more than enough.

Still, the thought of kissing him breathlessly was enticing. You two had never gone further than heavy makeout sessions, and while that was fine you were craving something more. Kissing him while you sat on his lap might be a good leeway into those things. Still, you always respected Idia’s boundaries and always asked before doing anything that might make him uncomfortable.

“Idia?” You asked, getting his attention. The video game he was playing was some open world RPG and his character was in town buying supplies, so it was the perfect time for him to save and put the controller down. Still, he continued gaming, simply humming in response to let you know he heard you, “Wanna make out?”

Idia froze and you could see the tips of his blue hair turning pink, and you knew if you looked behind you his face would have the same pink dusting across his cheeks. “I-w you want to what?” Idia said, almost shrieking right in your ear. 

“I mean…we’ve done it before. And I really wanna do it right now. That cool with you, or nah?” You asked, fully willing to drop the subject at the slightest hint of resistance. 

“I-I mean I wouldn’t mind but…” He trailed off and you finally turned to look at him. You waited patiently for him to say anything else and he took in a shark breath. “Y-you’re on my lap though…” You seemed to catch his drift pretty fast.

It was no secret that every time you guys had a particularly steamy makeout session, he’d excuse himself right after and angle his body just right so you couldn’t see what he was working with. Disappearing to the bathroom and coming back like nothing happened, but definitely not being able to make eye contact with you afterwards.

“So what? If you get excited I’m down to help if you want. Or I can get up and let you take care of things yourself. I don’t mind.” You were pretty sure your words made Idia short circuit for a moment as he dropped his controller and it fell to the ground.

“I you…wait does that mean?” Idia said, covering his face with his hands, too mortified to think straight. He thought he wasn't suspicious at all, but apparently it had been clear as day that whenever you made out it made him harder than a rock and he had to leave before you noticed.

“Idia, seriously it’s fine. It’s a compliment, really. Besides, you should see the state you leave me in.” You joked and he looked at you from the cracks of his finger.

“I uh…put you in a state?” He managed to murmur out and you did your best not to chuckle at how innocent his voice seemed right now.

“Hot and bothered, every time without fail.” You put it bluntly and he squealed, covering his eyes again but you could see the corners of his mouth trying to go into a smile. “So, can I kiss you or nah? All up to you, pretty boy.” You said, trying to calm him down.

“I…okay…” He finally murmured, moving his hands away from his face. You couldn’t help but smile as his hands wrapped around your waist and tugged you closer to his chest. You angled yourself just enough to capture his lips, your mouth clashing with his chapped lips.

You hummed happily at the taste of energy drinks and some chocolate snack you guys had shared earlier that day. The warm, fuzzy feeling that always overwhelmed your senses made you hum happily against his lips. He returned the kiss tentatively, his breath hitching as he tasted you. He groaned into the kiss, feeling how your teeth nibbled slightly on his bottom lip.

Idia nervously opened his mouth enough for your tongue to explore; you loved every minute as one of your hands came up and ran through his hair, clutching it a bit closer so he wouldn’t just pull away. It was all a bit messy as Idia slowly grew more confident in your lips moving against him and you whimpered into his mouth as he began taking control of the kiss.

You could feel him underneath you, slowly getting harder and you couldn’t help but be cheeky and grind your ass against his crotch. This earned a gasp from him, his clammy hands clutching your waist tighter as he separated from the kiss, a small string of saliva still connecting you two.

His length was poking you through his sweatpants and you knew it had to be uncomfortable. Idia’s breath was labored as he looked at you with hazy eyes. “You uh…you said you wouldn’t mind helping me…?” Idia finally said, his voice dipping down a bit lower than normal, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Ya…however you’d like. My hands, mouth, or body. Your choice, Idia.” You said, leaning in to kiss his jaw, since it was all you could reach at this angle. Your back was still firmly pressed against his chest, and as much as you wanted to shift to face him, you knew he was more comfortable like this.

“I…you can see…I don’t know if I can…” He kept murmuring, not knowing how to articulate his words properly. You smiled as your hand played with the hair at the nape of his neck.

“You don’t feel comfortable with me seeing your body, is that it?” You asked and he nodded, looking anywhere but your eyes, “Do you feel comfortable seeing mine?” You asked, getting an idea.

“I…wouldn't mind but if I see all of you, it might be too much to handle…” He bit down on his lower lip, a bad habit of his whenever he got nervous.

“Do you have any lube at your desk?” You asked, knowing damn well he’s watched hentai at his desk before. He froze up before putting his head into the crook of your neck and murmuring out a yes. He squeezed your waist again, making you smile at how adorable he was being. “Where is it Idia?” You asked and he took one shaky hand and pointed at the drawer.

You leaned forward, making Idia gasp as you shifted against him, and opened the drawer. It wasn't hard to find the half full bottle of lube sitting in there, and you grabbed it happily. You put it in front of you before moving to your pants and unbuttoning them. Idia seemed to scramble, not knowing what you were doing.

You chuckled at him as he began stuttering out a sentence, but stopped as he saw your thighs coming into view as you pushed off just your pants. Your underwear still remained and it was slightly obscured by your school shirt. You went and pulled off your tie, then unbuttoned the first three buttons of your shirt so if he wanted to he could peek inside your shirt.

“How about this, Idia.” You began, pulling his attention away from your plush looking thighs and back to your face. “I’ll wrap my tie around my eyes so I can’t see anything, and you can fuck my thighs with some of the lube. I won’t be able to see anything then, and you’ll be in control of everything that’s happening. This way I can still help you.” 

“I…” Idia’s face was scarlet at this point as he processed what you said. You were going to let a filthy shut-in like himself fuck your thighs at his desk chair? This wasn’t really happening; it was too good to be true. “Are you sure?” He finally managed and you nodded.

“Super sure, now do you wanna or?” You asked and he nodded his head frantically, “Cool…want me to spread the lube on my thighs or will you do that when you’re ready?”

Idia didn’t know how to respond as he bit his lip again and averted your eyes. You chuckled as you grabbed the lube and poured some on a hand. You spread your legs a bit, spreading the lube where you thought he’d probably be using you, before wiping the excess off on Idia’s sweats. He went to protest, but realized he’d probably be making a mess of your underwear anyway.

You then went and wrapped your tie around your eyes and made sure it was snug and couldn’t see anything. Idia watched and decided to show two fingers in front of you to see if you’d say anything. You didn’t, just sat patiently for him to make a move. Once Idia was sure you couldn’t see, he felt a little more confident.

He shifted you on his lap as he worked on pulling down his sweats and underwear. You helped by hovering while he pushed them down to his ankles and slowly guided you back onto his lap. You could feel his hot length rubbing between your thighs, making you gasp in surprise.

“I s-sorry was I not supposed to…?” Idia felt a moment of panic before you quickly quelled it.

“N-no you’re fine. You just feel bigger than I thought, is all.” You admitted and he could see your face growing a bit hot. It filled him with a sense of pride, realizing that he was going beyond your expectations. Still, the thought of you seeing him was too much to bear right now. He’d just use your thighs, just like you said he could.

He moved your thighs to close around his cock and it was his time to gasp, feeling how warm and slick they were. The soft skin wrapping around his length almost made him cum right then and there. He hissed as he slowly lifted your thighs and slammed them back down onto his lap. He couldn’t help the broken moan that escaped him at the sensation.

Your thighs were just right and you yourself were biting down moans as he slowly began moving your thighs up and down his cock. Occasionally he would thrust his hips up to meet your thighs and you couldn’t help the whimper. The thoughts of his cock now being between just your thighs but inside of you was driving you wild and you knew your underwear probably was getting a wet patch on them from your arousal.

Idia’s nails dug into the skin of your thighs, possibly leaving marks and maybe even breaking skin, but you couldn’t really tell. All you knew was your heart rate speeding up and the sensation of Idia’s labored breath fanning across your neck in between his moans.

“F-feel so good, Idia.” You encouraged him, noticing how his cock twitched in between your thighs and you swore you felt a glob of precum splatter on your thigh, “So good for me.” You murmur lovingly. He groaned as he moved one hand to your face and forced you to turn your head.

His lips crashed into your own in a heated and sloppy makeout session, leaving you dizzy with sensations. His hand left your face and went back to your thigh, but you kept your mouth there, accepting every hungry kiss of his. You were on cloud nine and just from that alone you felt like you could cum yourself.

All too soon for your liking, Idia’s breath and hips stuttered and you felt him groan into your mouth as his cum painted your thighs white. You shivered at the feeling of how hot it was and he parted from your lips, panting against them as he came down.

“I…thank you.” Idia finally said, not knowing what else to do. You chuckled as you pointed at your lips, wanting another kiss but not wanting to miss him. He leaned in, giving a chaste kiss as he lifted you off him and tugged his pants back on. “You can uh, take off the blindfold now.” He said, giving you the green light.

You untied the back and then turned to Idia, looking at his flush his cheeks were and his half lidded eyes. He had a nervous grin on his face as he took you in. You stood up fully and looked down at your thighs, admiring the white streaks on them. Idia covered his mouth, looking away.

“S-sorry, I’ll clean you up. I uh don’t think I got it on your shirt or underwear…” He paused as he looked over at you. You couldn’t help but be cheeky, running a finger over some of the cum and then popping in into your mouth. You let out a theatrical moan at the taste of him. It wasn’t exactly the best, but like hell you’d ever ruin that slight confidence of his.

Idia was cherry red as he watched you suck your finger, basically just eating his cum, “I hope next time I can get it right from the source, huh Idia?” You said suggestively and he covered his mouth with his hand.

“Y-you’re gonna kill me one of these days.” Idia finally murmured and you just laughed and shook your head.

“Well come on, you were planning on being a gentleman and cleaning me off right?” You asked, holding out your clean hand for him to take. Idia got up slowly and began dragging you to his bathroom to clean up any evidence of what you two did, and hopefully get over his embarrassment.

~~~

The next day Idia hunted down your friend. He was only going to ask a few questions. Besides, the less he had to talk the better, as long as this person left you alone.

Once Idia got sight of him, he began questioning if this was worth it. He’d have to talk to someone. “A-are you the prefect's friend?” Idia asked, his regret already coming through. Now he just wanted to crawl into a hole and never leave, but he just had to say something.

“Yeah, they’re one of my best friends. Do you know them?” The guy, who introduced himself as Wilhelm told Idia, with a smile, as he thought about you. “Actually.. can I tell you something?” He whispered as Idia nodded, wanting to know what Wilhelm had to say. “I really like them. I mean, who wouldn’t? So I’m just trying to shoot my shot. I mean they’re kind of oblivious, but I think if I can get the point across they’d accept my confession,” Wilhelm explained to Idia.

The way he sounded was like you were some dumb kid who couldn’t read a room. How could someone act like that?! ‘Oblivious’ ‘Get the point across?’ How the other boy explained it irked Idia. You weren’t some dumb kid who couldn’t tell what was going on around you. You were special, just like that super rare UR+ that always took forever to roll. And this guy just wanted to act like you’re oblivious. I mean, maybe you are, but that’s not the point. It was the way he said it. The way he made it seem like you were a child who couldn’t tell of his advancements. How dare he?! You don’t deserve someone like that. Now, Idia didn’t feel as bad about what he was about to do.

“W-well I uh- heard something about them, don’t tell them I said this but..” Idia whispered your secret into your friend's ear as he looked back in shock. He had a look of ‘Are you serious’ as Idia nodded.

Wilhelm looked shocked. “They do that?” Idia nodded. “Why? They aren’t a child anymore..” Wilhelm muttered. It wasn’t even a bad secret. So seeing Wilhelms's reaction, he obviously didn’t deserve you in the first place.

~~~

Later that day at lunch you went to sit next to your friend Wilhelm but he looked at you with a look of almost disgust. “Go away, you little kid,” He spat at you. You leaned back in shock. What? Just yesterday you two were laughing and talking about yourselves, and now he was calling you a little and to go away?

“I- Wille are you alright?” You asked, your voice soft, and hurt. He was your friend, or so you thought. You sat your tray down on the table but he pushed it away, and you had to catch it from falling. “What is your problem?”

Wilhelm scoffed at you, “What’s my problem? Ok, first off, don’t call me Wille. And second, how come you still watch children’s cartoons? You aren’t a child. grow up.”

You looked at him in shock. That’s what this was about? You watching… cartoons? “How did you find out..?” You asked him, hesitantly, “Also what’s so bad about cartoons?”

The boy rolled his eyes at you, “The problem is that you’re like seventeen and you still watch shows for kids. It’s weird. Just like your blue-haired friend that told me.”

Blue… hair.. Idia! You rolled your eyes at Wilhelm before walking off. Determined to find Idia.

The thought of your lost journal filled your mind as you walked to the board game club. It had a mention of your cartoons in it. So help you if it was Idia. You threw the door open and stormed in. The pieces on the game Azul and Idia we’re currently playing fell to the floor. “Idia Shroud!” You yelled as you marched over to the table he and Azul were at. The boy let out a small yelp as he jumped away from you, and Azul’s eyes widened, “Explain.” You commanded the blue-haired boy who was shrinking away into his chair.

“H-here you go,” Idia said as he brought your journal towards as you snatched it away from him. Let's just say if looks could kill, he’d be a dead man now. “I- uh..” Idia stuttered out, not knowing what to say.

Azul, who was across from the two, was enjoying this. He gave himself some monopoly money from the bank while Idia was busy being glared at and yelled at by you. Of course, Azul was already winning by a long shot, but extra money never hurt anyone. “Well.. seeing as you two are occupied, I will be taking my leave,” the Octopus said as if he didn’t just take 2,000 dollars for himself in monopoly money.

“Sit down, Ashengrotto!” You paused your yelling at Idia and demanded the Octavinelle housewarden to sit, which he did with a mutter saying yes. You turned your attention back to Idia. “Why did you do that?! He was my friend, ya know?” You shouted at Idia, but he just sat there quietly. “Answer me!”

Idia looked to Azul for help, hoping he’d intervene, but Azul was now all of a sudden occupied re-sorting the money around. “I trusted you, Idia! You were my friend. And you steal my journal and go ruining my friendships?!” You continued your shouting.

He was speechless. Idia didn’t know what to say. He was embarrassed. That was all. Idia knew he shouldn’t have done anything. The housewarden got up from his chair and ran out of the room from embarrassment. Running away, back to his dorm, his fortress. “..You know, prefect, if someone drops your friendship for a small secret.. were they really your friend? I mean, if he meant so much to you, for a price I could make him your friend again..” Azul led on, a smirk forming. You rolled your eyes and told Azul to shut it before leaving.

~~~

Back at Ignihyde, Idia was burying himself in his pillow. Half hoping to suffocate himself. “Big brother, what happened?” Ortho asked, going to comfort Idia, although, underneath his concerned tone, Ortho sounded like he’d be ready to fight someone if they messed with Idia.

“I messed everything up. I ruined everything. I just wanted him away from the prefect and now they’re mad at me.” Idia half explained, not fully saying what happened. But how he ruined your friendship. The best part about him was his friendship with you, and his jealousy ruined it.

Ortho listened to his brother's brief explanation, but telling Ortho's confused face it was obvious that Idia would have to explain everything. And he knew once it came out, it would sound even more stupid.

After the full explanation, Ortho gave Idia the most disappointed look in the world. He couldn’t hide it. “You’re right. It does sound pretty dumb out loud big brother,” Ortho put it bluntly. He wasn’t one to scold Idia, but dang. That boy messed up. The Housewarned groaned and muttered an ‘I know.’ He buried his face back into his pillow “I’m never leaving my room again.”

Or so he says.

~~~

When you show up the next day, pounding on his door, Idia reluctantly opens it, and when he sees you he yelps and goes to shut the door, but you kept it propped open with your foot “You. Asshole. Why did you do that?” You glared at Idia. Why did you have to be so stubborn? The housewarden groaned and tried shutting the door but you wouldn’t budge. Alright then. You, unfortunately, left him no choice. Idia left the room and walked off. Dammit. He really just did the unthinkable. He left his room.

That’s basically how it was for you and Idia for the next few days. You approach him, call him a rude name, and then demand he explains himself to you as to why he did what he did. It became a routine Idia hated. He is halfway enjoying the day, you interrogate him, and he walks off.

And sure, Idia loved seeing you. But he didn’t know how to explain himself. What was he supposed to say? “Oh, I love you so much and got jealous-“ Uh… NO. That’d only make you even madder at him.

Another week passed when you got tired of this and went to Ortho. I mean, hey, Ortho loved you, and you loved him. He was almost like a brother to you. But alas, Ortho’s loyal to Idia and said he wouldn’t tell you since it was Idia’s business. But what Ortho did say was that Idia always stalls to leave his history class and you could find him there. By himself. “Perfect, you’re the best, Ortho!” You smiled as you hugged the young boy and ran off. After all, the next class would be ending soon.

Once you got there, you waited a moment after the bell rang before heading into the almost empty history class. Almost as in Idia was the only other person. Besides now you. You smiled, reminding yourself to give Ortho something as thanks. When Idia looked up and saw you he let out a small noise of surprise and tried to leave, but you pinned him against the wall, giving him nowhere to go. “I just want to know why you did that! Honestly, Idia, you ruin one of my friendships an-“

Your words were cut off by Idia cupping your cheeks with his hands. He slammed his lips against yours in a passionate kiss that left you wide-eyed and speechless. Before you could fully process what happened, he broke away from the kiss, going wide-eyed himself, realizing what he just did. With everything still going through your brain, Idia opened the previously shut door and ran off, the tips of his hair turning a light shade of pink as he escaped from the room, still not believing he just did that. Well, you wanted an answer, and you got it. Just not in the way you expected. You stood there in the empty room for another minute, replaying the moment of Idia kissing you over and over again. At least until Trein kicked you out and told you to go to your next class. You nodded, “Yes, sir,” you told the teacher as you finally moved your legs and walked away.

~~~

The housewarden was red, and his hair fully pink, all the way back to his dorm room as he launched himself on the bed. Shoving his face into his pillow once more. “Big brother, what happened?” Ortho asked as he rushed into the main room from where he was, seeing Idia's face plant himself into a pillow.

“I kissed them,” Idia mumbled through the pillow. He was ashamed of himself. Embarrassed to oblivion. How could he do that?! You were already mad at him. There was no way you weren’t furious now.

Ortho, on the other hand, didn’t take it as a bad thing. In fact, he was overjoyed, “That’s great big brother! Are you two dating now?” The young boy asked cheerfully, only making Idia more embarrassed.

That single sentence, no, that word. ‘Dating.’ As if Idia could be any redder in his face, well, he was. “N-NO!” He stuttered, freaking out. I mean- obviously, he wanted to date you. Would someone just passionately kiss their good ol’ buddy? Idia was in love with you. He wanted you to be his partner and him your boyfriend. He wanted you to be his.

You looked around Idia’s bathroom, surprised by how clean it appeared. The counter only had a few things on it, and it was large enough for you to crawl on and sit, although you had to jump up since it was a touch taller than you expected. Idia muttered something under his breath while he opened one of the closets and found a clean, black towel. He walked closer to you, pausing as he saw your position,

You sat with your legs spread open, no pants on, and your arms resting behind you on the counter. You swung your legs lazily as you eyed Idia. The poor man stopped functioning for a quick moment as he realized exactly what situation he was in. He slowly reigned in his control, walking over and wetting the towel down.

Without a word, he began wiping the splattering of cum on your thighs, blushing as he realized just how much of it there was. You hummed, moving your legs further apart so he’d have a better angle. 

“I appreciate you doing this, Idia.” You said, your voice a bit lower than usual. Seeing the blushing boy in front of you always did things to you. This moment was no different. You were already turned on by the show earlier and trying desperately to push it back, but his reactions were making it harder by the second.

“I uh…no problem…” He all but whispered the last part as he finished wiping down your legs. It was then that he noticed the wet spot between your legs. His mind went haywire as he began trying to mutter out something. The words weren’t forming and you watched as he looked around for his tablet. 

You reached out, cupping his cheek in your hand.”You can tell me what’s wrong.” You said, trying to calm the man down. Idia still didn’t know how to word it. After a few moments of pondering over words, he finally decided to speak up.

“I uh…got it on your underwear.” He said, looking anywhere but at you. You bit down hard on your lip, trying not to laugh at his apparent mistake. You shook your head and snapped to get his eyes back on you.

“Idia, that’s not from you.” You assumed that was all you’d need to say, but clearly, Idia’s self-depreciation went further beyond what you thought.

“The lube?” He asked, and you shook your head again. Finally, it dawned on Idia exactly why your underwear was wet. You were turned on…because he used your thighs to get off. Idia didn’t even think that was possible for someone like you to be turned on by him sticking his dick between your thighs, but apparently, you did.

You could see the confidence boost it gave him as he realized how hot and bothered you really were. His hand lifted your shirt to see more of you, the wet patch apparent as he trailed a hand over it. You gasped, almost flinching back at the sensation. Idia looked up at you, ensuring he didn’t do anything wrong. He was greeted by your blushing face as you bit on your lower lip.

“Idia…” You breathlessly call out his name, and his eyes widened, loving this effect he had on you. He didn’t realize just how much you were into him before. Still, this was like a solid wake-up call for him, and he had the urge to do something to you. He wasn’t sure what, but the thought of making you a mess was on his mind. The question was, how was he going to do this?

His hands went up your sides, playing with the hem of your underwear, his thumbs slipping underneath the fabric. “Can I…?” He began, and you nodded feverishly. At this point, you’d let the man do whatever he wanted to you.

“Please, Idia, you can do whatever you want to me. Just please touch me.” You begged the man. Idia felt his cock coming back to life, but he pushed that down. You were kind enough to let him use you, so he would try and return the favor. He had seen hentai; he kind of knew what he was doing. Not to mention the copious amount of fanfiction he had consumed over the years. He was fairly certain if he just followed what he remembered reading, he would do a good job.

He slowly slid down your underwear, blushing as he saw your shining cunt. You were far wetter than he thought you’d be, and he actually licked his lips. He wanted to taste you and see you squirm from just his mouth alone.

“Idia…?” You muttered, noticing how he had stopped while looking at you. You almost closed your legs, being self-conscious about your appearance. It wasn’t like you had any reason to be, but him staring at your most intimate areas without blinking was worrisome. Your voice seemed to help snap him out of whatever stupor he was in, and he shook his head. He finished sliding your underwear off your ankles and tossed them over his shoulder.

He placed one hand on either thigh and pushed your legs further apart so he’d have better leverage. He took a finger and slid it up your slit, noticing that your slick was a very different consistency than what he was used to in a lube. He brought his hand away and pulled his fingers apart, noticing how it looked.

“Idia…stop playing with it.” You said, covering your mouth. He looked like a kid who had just discovered something new. Then you watched as he placed his finger into his mouth, tasting your essence on his tongue. His eyes closed as he groaned at the taste. He couldn’t exactly put his finger on what it was, but he liked it.

Finally, he brought his face closer between your legs, his breath fanning over your entrance. You squeaked in surprise at how fast he was. His warm breath over you was making your brain whirling with thoughts. The main one being how badly you wanted him to just eat you out already.

His tongue peeked out from between his lips as he licked up your cunt, making you gasp and move to grab his hair. Your hands threaded into the warm locks; Idia didn’t seem to mind as he continued licking up all he could. Your head was thrown back as he snuck his surprisingly long tongue into your entrance. You let out a small curse under your breath, your legs twitching as you fought the urge to clamp them around his head.

His tongue slowly trailed up until he came across what he could only assume from all his reading, your clit. You felt a jolt of pleasure go through you as he swirled his tongue around the nub before giving it a harsh suck. Your legs twitched again, and this time Idia noticed.

He groaned into your cunt; one hand going between your legs and wiggling a finger into you. Your hips involuntarily bucked up into his mouth. Idia slowly lifted off you, licking some of your slick off his lips. “You need to stay still.” He said, a shit-eating smirk appearing on his face. You could only nod, tugging a bit at his locks as you silently pleaded for him to just continue.

He dove right back between your folds, adding another finger, and began curling them into you and hitting just the right spot. His deft hands seemed to know exactly how to play you. You could feel a familiar warmth coiling in your stomach as your climax was fast approaching.

“Almost there, please, Idia.” You begged, trying to stay as still as you could. Idia decided to oblige you, picking up the speed with his fingers. He sucked on your clit, rolling it on his tongue. That was all it took for you to cum, clamping your thighs around his head and squishing his face.

Your moan was far higher pitched than you thought possible as your body quivered in his grasp. The constant abuse on your g-spot made your mind whirl, and you swore for a moment you blacked out. You were gasping for breath as you finally came down and looked at Idia.

His face was flushed red as he stared at you, his tongue laving over your clit as much as he could while being squished by you. You let out a small squeak as you opened your legs, letting the poor man breathe.

“S-sorry.” You muttered, still a bit breathless. Idia slowly raised off you, grabbing the towel next to him and wiping his face. You could see the cogs in his mind churning as he realized exactly what he had just done to you. He made an absolute mess out of you with just two fingers and his mouth. His face was bright red, and you could see the flickering pink in his hair.

“Idia?” You asked, and he squeaked, covering his face with the towel as he tried hiding from you. You couldn't help but chuckle, going over and pulling the towel from his face. Idia looked around the room, and you sighed, tugging at his shirt to move him closer. “Idia, you just fucked my thighs then ate me out; I think it’s a little too late to be getting embarrassed now.”

“I uh…” Idia said, and you pulled him closer, locking your lips with his. You slowly pulled away, and Idia looked at you with hazy eyes, “Can we do this again sometime?” he finally got out.

“Of course, we can, anytime you want.” You said, giving him a peck on the nose. Idia paused for a moment more, processing the words you said.

“Anytime?” He asked, and you knew immediately you might’ve made a mistake.

“...Yes…?” Sometimes you forget just how strong Idia could be. Genetics be damned; he picked you up and off the counter, both hands under your thighs, and you realized what was happening, “N-now?” You managed to squeak out.

“You said anytime.” He said a small pout on his lips. You were certain your face was red at this point, and you knew damn well you couldn’t say no to the man.

“Ya, I did.” You finally said before relaxing a bit in his grasp and laughing, “But can we do it somewhere that’s not a bathroom counter?”

Idia made quick work of pulling your underwear down and swallowed a lump in his throat when he saw your length pop out, almost hitting your stomach. It was leaking pre, and the tip was red and swollen from you holding back for so long. Idia stared in amazement for a moment, licking his lips as he thought of what to do.

“I-Idia?” You began, feeling a little self-conscious as he looked you up and down. You wanted to use your shirt to cover your cock, feeling embarrassed as he did nothing but stare. Thankfully your voice seemed to break him out of whatever trance he was in. His eyes flickered up to yours as he brought his hands over to your thighs and spread you out a bit more.

With one hand, he grasped the base of your cock. You hissed at the sudden contact and fought the urge to thrust up into his hand. He was warm; Idia was always warm, and to feel his calloused hand against your throbbing length after all this time fantasizing about it was almost too good to be true. You bit down on your lip, watching Idia slowly, dragged his hand up the length until he got to the tip.

His thumb pressed against the tip, smearing some of your pre-cum. This was more familiar territory to Idia, having jacked off more than once in his lifetime. He used some of the precum there to help slick his hand as he dragged it back down your length. You looked down at him with half-lidded eyes, wondering exactly what he was doing.

His movements were too slow to get you off properly, and Idia also knew that. He brought his mouth closer, licking his chapped lips again before his tongue poked out. He slowly licked a strip up your cock, making you gasp at the sensation. You wanted to just grab him by the hair and fuck his mouth, but you decided that could wait for another day.

You still found your hand trailing into his warm locks, grasping them slightly. Idia moaned at the feeling of you playing with his hair, his tongue lolling out as he laved at the head of your cock. “Idia, st-stop teasing, please.” You pleaded, wanting something more than just kitten licks. Idia’s eyes shot up to you as his hand gave a rough thrust on your cock.

Your mouth hung open in a moan as he registered the amount of pressure he was using. “You told me earlier I could use you.” Idia reminded you. You nodded your head, recalling your words. Damn, if you had known it would bite you in the ass, you probably wouldn’t have worded it like that.

Idia still seemed to take mercy on you as his mouth engulfed the head of your cock now. You groaned as his warm, wet mouth began taking you down. You noticed just how careful he was being and were thankful. You had always imagined Idia sucking you off, but a part of you was always worried about how sharp his teeth were. Looks like all your worries were misplaced, as he was almost overly cautious with your cock in his mouth.

Anything Idia couldn’t reach with his mouth was wrapped in his hand, slowly pumping you in time with his mouth. You almost came the instant he had hollowed his cheeks out around you, the suction creating the perfect stimulation.

“F-fuck Idia, just like that.” You groaned, the warm sensation filling your stomach. Idia looked up at you, your cock buried in his mouth, and you could see just how smug he was. He began bobbing his head lazily, going just slow enough that you felt like you were on the edge the entire time.

Then his free hand went under you, pressing against your puckered hole, and you groaned again. Idia collected some of his drool that seeped off the sides to help lube his fingers while he put one finger into you. It was tight, and Idia could feel your hole sucking his finger in. Idia humped the air slightly, imagining his finger being his cock.

Idia curled his finger, looking for just the right spot. He got a reaction immediately, feeling your hand tighten in his hair and your moan being so loud he was sure everyone in the dorm would be able to hear it. You whimpered, feeling Idia suck harder on your cock. You knew you were a goner and tried warning Idia, but the man seemed determined for you to cum in his mouth.

You came with a gasp, holding Idia’s head on your cock as you thrusted into his mouth without thinking. Your cum splattering all over his tongue, and Idia tried not to gag around your length. His eyes watered as they looked up at you. You were breathing heavily and felt Idia tapping your thigh, and you finally realized you were suffocating him. You let go, and Idia popped off your dick, gasping for breath; you could see some of your cum still coating his mouth as he breathed in. Idia noticed this, too, as he grabbed the towel from earlier to wipe his mouth.

“Idia?” You asked, and he squeaked, covering his face with the towel as he tried hiding from you. You couldn't help but chuckle, going over and pulling the towel from his face. Idia looked around the room, and you sighed, tugging at his shirt to move him closer. “Idia, you just fucked my thighs then sucked me off; I think it’s a little too late to be getting embarrassed now.”

“I uh…” Idia said, and you pulled him closer, locking your lips with his. You slowly pulled away, and Idia looked at you with hazy eyes, “Can we do this again sometime?” he finally got out.

“Of course, we can, anytime you want.” You said, giving him a peck on the nose. Idia paused for a moment more, processing the words you said.

“Anytime?” He asked, and you knew immediately you might’ve made a mistake.

“...Yes…?” Sometimes you forget just how strong Idia could be. Genetics be damned; he picked you up and off the counter, both hands under your thighs, and you realized what was happening, “N-now?” You managed to squeak out.

“You said anytime.” He said a small pout on his lips. You were certain your face was red at this point, and you knew damn well you couldn’t say no to the man.

“Ya, I did.” You finally said before relaxing a bit in his grasp and laughing, “But can we do it somewhere that’s not a bathroom counter?”

Now for some tags, since a few people asked on the original! Also tagging those who just commented, as I wasn't sure if they also wanted to be included. Let me know if you want me to take your @ off!

@treysimp (AKA the one who inspired me to write this at all. Please check 'em out! There's this couch series that's to die for.)