Summary: How the bachelors help the reader get off (from the effects of sex pollen)
Warning(s): Pure Smut, A bit of Dub-Con action (the reader is under the effects of the Sex Pollen in Jio and Lance's parts), Shane and Reader are both drunk, Fingering, Dry-Humping, Public Sex(? Sam and the reader fuck in an alleyway), Sub to Dom Sebastian, some more things that I'm probably missing 😔
Side Note(s): Okay, just so there's no confusion— I decided to write Lance and Jio's part under the guise of there being sex pollen involved, while the vanilla bachelors is more so a case of the farmer being way too turned on, PFFT.
I HOPE YOU ENJOYED WHAT I WROTE, ANON. THIS WAS FUN <333 (Sorry to the Elliot and Alex enjoyers in the chat 😔. Jio and Lance were added, and I was not about to write eight guys at once LOL)
Sebastian
It had been an hour since the latest session of Solarian Chronicles had finished. At the behest of Sebastian's kindness, he had decided to invite you to play with him and the rest of his friend group as a way of giving you something other to do than farmwork and going to the Mines.
But after Sam and Abigail had left to go home, you had stayed behind a little to catch up with Sebastian after not seeing him for a while.
He talked about what he had been doing lately, mostly programming and working for an indie company developing a game. You listened attentively—or well...as attentively as you could. You didn't know what it was, whether it was something in the air or...something.
But you just couldn't take your eyes off his lips as Sebastian spoke.
You had been harboring a crush for a little while, but you had thrown the thought into the farthest depths of your mind as you assumed that the recluse would have never seen you in that manner. And yet, your body had other plans.
Each word that left his lips left your body feeling warmer and warmer, your thighs beginning to clench in a fruitless attempt to contain the slick that was beginning to pool between them, while a steady flush started to warm your cheeks— "Y/N?" Sebastian's call of your name snapped you from your thoughts. "Are you okay?"
You gulped and nodded your head. "Fine, just...warm." It was his turn for his face to become flushed with red. He had been noticing for a little while how you looked at him as if you were ready to pounce on him at any second, but...he did his best to ignore it. Surely you didn't have a crush on him...right? Not that minded, he liked you as well.
But you had so many other options that he never once considered that—
"Do you...do you want to do something together?" You suddenly popped the question as you scooted closer to Sebastian on the bed. "It can make us both feel reallyyyyy good." Words that you would've never said otherwise boldly flew from your lips. In the back of your mind, you assumed that Sebastian would've firmly told you to leave, and yet—he hadn't.
He instead nodded his head, slowly, before leaning back as a heavy gulp made his Adam's apple bob up and down.
You wanted to do that with him?
Rather than let his awkwardness ruin his opportunity...he was going to take it immediately. "S-Sure...please."
♡ - The slick sounds of your squelching cunt echoed throughout Sebastian's bedroom, along with the sounds of the bed squeaking with your movement as well as Sebastian's moaning and whimpering for you to slow down and to let him catch his breath in the wake of your fervent riding of his cock.
The saner part of you, not dizzy and unfocused by pure desire, felt bad for using your friend as you did...but you were sooooo horny—so horny for him, that you could hardly see straight! And the combination of how Sebastian's fingers dug into your sides, his cock twitching and throbbing inside of your gooey walls as drool dribbled down the corner of his lips— it spoke to you that he wanted you to do anything but slow down.
"S-Slow down?" You stuttered back to him. "You don't want me to do that...right?"
A shaky moan escaped from Sebastian's throat when you began to move your hips in a circle, using his dick as if it were your own personal dildo as you coaxed sound after sound out of him. He felt so good that Sebastian felt as if he were in heaven. Whatever good he must've done...he was willing to do it over and over and over again if it meant that it would lead to this exact same scenario. Where you were fucking yourself on his cock while he had no choice but to endure your fervently moving hips, your messy, slick coating his abdomen as you bounced yourself up and down.
"Sebby~" You purred, demanding an answer from the recluse.
"No...!" He whined out. "Please, Yoba—s-shit, don't stop!" He cried out as he struggled to keep his eyes open and glued onto your moving form, your tits moving back and forth in front of his eyes as you moved, placing your hands on his shoulders to keep him pinned down as you used him to your heart's content. Already, a steadily tightening knot was starting to form in the pit of your gut, your moans growing higher and higher in pitch and frequency as you chased after your orgasm while Sebastian endured your rampant movement.
There was little room for talk between the two of you, the quiet understanding that things would never be the same between the two of you was loud and clear.
But Sebastian, despite his brain finding it harder and harder to hold onto a train of thought, he managed to thank all of his lucky stars for this opportunity.
He never thought you'd have a crush on him, much less want to do this type of thing with him. But, to be proven wrong sooooo hard, such as this? The recluse couldn't help but dig his fingers into your sides even harder as he began to attempt to meet your thrusts, weak thrusts up into you, beginning to become more powerful and faster as his balls began to slap against your sex with every movement and the feeling of Sebastian's cock hitting your deepest spot so well...you stuttered in your own pace as a drawled-out moan of his name fell from your mouth.
"S-Sebastian..." You whined. "S-So hard—so—fuck..."
He could feel his balls twitch and begin to draw up closer to his body in anticipation of his budding orgasm, the feeling of your walls tightening around him making him move faster and faster to chase after your respective orgasms as deep grunts started to replace his earlier whining of your name.
"C-Close..." Sebastian managed to warn you in the form of a whisper. "W-Where—"
"Inside." The plea came out needier than you had originally wanted it to be as you shakily lowered yourself to press your front against Sebastian's, your hands coming up to cradle the sides of Sebastian's face as you let him use your body as you had done only a few minutes prior. The two of you stared into each other's eyes, both of you struggling to keep your eyes open and not let yourselves slip completely into the throes of pleasure until—you both came at the same time.
That pouring warmth that flooded your sex...the feeling of your sex pulsating and clenching and unclenching rapidly around Sebastian's, it made your individual orgasms drag out even longer than you thought possible before you felt Sebastian relax underneath you with a heavy sigh as he attempted to catch his breath. However, you were far from being done and satisfied with just one round.
And you made that known via beginning to slowly move your hips again. "Y/N?" Your name suddenly fell from Sebastian's lips, his eyes tiredly snapping back open.
"C'mon~" You whined. "We gotta go again! We might as well...we know how we feel about each other, right?" After a brief pause, the movement of him thrusting up into you was his answer. A few more seconds of this...and he'd be ready to fuck you all over again.
Sam
You felt extremely bad, having such depraved thoughts when you were supposed to be here to support your friends! Sam had graciously decided to invite you to see the band play, so far, it seemed like everything was a complete success!
But as the music continued to play and the crowd grew larger and larger, rather than focus on the catchy rock music—your mind was more focused on the way Sam's hands looked while playing the guitar.
Horny or not, it was clear that he was skilled at the guitar and how he played. Each strum of the strings was practiced and comfortable as if he had done it plenty of times beforehand.
It led you to begin to wonder if his fingers would just be as comfortable inside of you. Would his fingers curl up into your G-spot the same way? Would he be passionate and quick or slow and steady? Fantasy upon fantasy flooded your mind, leaving your face flushed and your underwear almost completely drenched until you had to keep your thighs clenched just to keep your slick from slipping down the middle of your thighs.
You didn't have a single clue as to how you managed to make it to the end of the concert without taking some time to slip off somewhere to finger yourself.
However, the idea became more tempting to do as people in the crowd went their own seperate ways.
You didn't even have a clue that you were being followed into a secluded alley, that the same person watched with wide eyes as you slowly slid down the brick wall to crouch on the ground before you flipped up your skirt just enough to begin slowly teasing yourself— "Are...are you okay?" You would've been more embarrassed, perhaps even let out a scream or shriek, at Sam's voice—instead? You were even more turned on.
"Y/N, why—"
"Just help me...please, so turned on—" You breathed out, your own words getting caught up in your throat as you watched Sam slowly walk in front of you before he crouched down as well, his baby blue eyes quickly honing in on your exposed pussy and how your soaked-through underwear were pulled to the side.
You were his friend, his very pretty friend.
Over and over again, he swore to himself that he was just being a friend and helping you out, even as his fingers slowly got closer and closer to your dripping cunt.
♡ - Or so what was supposed to be his fingers...when Sam had tried to run his fingers over your clit, you had suddenly became greedy and fished out his cock from within his pants, angling his rapidly hardening dick to your clit before you used the tip of his cock as your own personal dildo, something to rub against your throbbing clit as you softly moaned out his name.
The act of being used by you—his dick being used by you in such a dirty way...was it even possible to cum this way?
The blonde wasn't quite sure, but he felt like it could have been a possibility with how hard he was right now. How his face was so warm that he thought he was seconds away from bursting into flames, with how you used him so desperately. "Sorry..." You whispered. "D-Didn't wan' your cock in me, j-just needed something quick—" Sam's already flushed face became even redder as he quickly shook his head to interrupt your apologies. "Don't apologize...just- just use me, please." He didn't know where those words had come from.
Out of all the scenarios he imagined, you and he would share your first time together— he never once imagined that it would be like this.
When simply rubbing the tip of his cock against yourself was no longer doing it for you, however...it wasn't long before you spread your legs wider and began to stroke Sam's cock as if you were trying to guide him to come closer. "Please..." You sounded as if you were absolutely gagging for something to fill you up, your chest rising and falling rapidly as Sam braced his hands against the brick wall behind you, struggling to keep himself upright as he gritted his teeth together at the feeling of your hand properly jerking him off, his head falling forward a little into your neck. "Want you—need you, please..."
The words echoed and bounced around inside his head, prompting him to finally look up at you, his eyes steadily becoming hazier and hazier with lust. "Are you sure...? You—you don't seem like you're in the right state of—"
"Hurry." You bossily pouted.
Sam wasted no time pressing his body closer before he angled himself to sink his cock into your heat, a sharp gasping moan escaping from your lips as your hands quickly found their way to his shoulders, while Sam hooked your leg up over his arm to give himself more of an angle to fuck you in before his hips started to move. The quiet sounds of skin slapping against the skin began to echo between both of you, along with your moaning and panting, yet while you were in a lustful daze—your blurry vision focused on Sam's baby blue eyes as you softly moaned out his name, telling him in the process about how good he was making you feel...Sam was already on Cloud Nine.
He had been harboring a crush on you for a little while now.
Nothing too extreme, but he knew that he wanted to date you.
He wanted to do every romantic thing in the book with you, long before he even thought about being intimate with you— "S-Sam...?" You moaned out his name, snapping him from his thoughts as he focused back on you and the moment. "S-Sorry..." He stuttered. "Just...I'm happy, but I wish—oh fuck—t-that I could fuck you in a more romantic place."
Not some alleyway, he wanted to add.
Your sex throbbed at his words as you tugged him closer to you, lewd squelching starting to erupt from the two of you as your cunt leaked out even more of your pussy juices at the words of his confession. "W-We can still do romantic things." You whispered. "Just—I needed you...sososososo much—!" Another whiny moan tore from your throat when you felt the blonde's cock twitch inside of you, Sam's eyes becoming even more heavily lidded as he began to pick up the pace of his thrusts, fucking you as if he were trying to wordlessly convey all of his feelings in one go.
Your pussy felt so good around him that he just wanted to make you his girlfriend right then and there.
And yet, as lustful as he was for you...as much as your squelching wet sex made him want to drop everything and fuck you as if he were a dog in rut. Sam controlled himself, his urge to fuck you harder and rougher as well as the budding urge to press you even closer against the wall than you already were. He'd save it for when the two of you were in a more committed relationship, and...when you weren't at risk of being caught at any second in the alley.
The two of you were expected back at the bus soon, after all!
Harvey
You didn't know what was wrong with you. For the last few months or so...you've been hornier than ever before.
Your fingers, dildos, and vibrators—nothing seemed to work.
What you originally thought was merely you being in the mood more often turned out to clearly not be the problem when, no matter the scenario, you were always finding yourself to be wet! Your thighs are practically shaking with the urge to have your sex be touched.
Work was harder, fighting was harder, listening was harder.
You didn't have a choice but to go to the doctor and embarrassingly explain your situation.
"It hurts, Harvey..." You whispered shamefully almost immediately, your thighs seeming to clench even tighter when Harvey walked into the room, adjusting his blue plastic gloves.
Harvey took one look at you and almost immediately knew that the type of 'hurt' you were going through wasn't like the ones that he typically saw with his other patients. That realization, based on your flushed features and the way your thighs clenched together, the poor doctor nearly blushed himself into having a nosebleed in his own clinic before he cleared his throat.
"Y/N...I-I don't think that I'd be able to—"
His mouth went dry, and still, when you dared to open your legs, revealing not just the fact that you were wearing no underwear but also that...you were completely soaked.
"It hurts..." You repeated. Instinctual, a crush, or perhaps just a case of your brain being wayyyyy too lust-ridden to truly tell the difference between the two. As you continued to look at Harvey, you just knew that he'd be able to solve your little problem.
And, with your moans and heavy breathing acting like a siren's call to him...Harvey steadily moved closer until he was positioned between your legs.
♡ - If Harvey were to drown between your thighs, he'd die a happy man, without a single regret.
When he had answered the siren's call that was your voice, begging him to dip his head closer and closer to that sweet spot between your legs...the taste that graced his tongue was enough to make him press his face into your dripping cunt even harder. He wanted so much more of you...to taste your delicious pussy, to where he'd know nothing else but you...Harvey felt like a madman.
But he couldn't stop, his cock twitched and ached inside his pants as your hand found its way to his hair, your fingers entangling themselves in his brown locks as your deliciously sweet moans begged and pleaded for him to keep going, to keep eating you out as if you were the last meal he would ever get to eat in this life. "S-So good, Harvey..." You babbled out your praise as your head tilted down to look at the dirty sight before you.
Your pussy clenched at the sight of Harvey's hazy eyes looking up at you as he ran his tongue up and down the folds of your pussy, lapping up every single droplet of your juices as Harvey pressed himself even further against your pussy, his arms coming up to wrap around your thighs so that he was able to more firmly lock himself against you.
He knew this was wrong.
You said you were hurting.
If you were hurting painfully just from being aroused, then that had to have meant something bad...but, the way that you so lewdly exposed your dripping core, the way you called for him to come closer—Harvey gronaed against your sex at the memory, one of his hands shooting down to give his cock some much needed relief as he continued to eat you out. "S-So good..." He mumbled against you. "Tasty." You softly giggled at Harvey's pussydrunk words, your mouth opening to respond before your words were quickly snatched away when he suddenly wrapped his lips around your lips and began to suck.
The feeling was tight, his tongue rolling around the head of your clit rapidly while his fingers came up to begin fingering you, even more of your juices beginning to pour out from your sex, which was quickly cleaned up by the doctor's eager mouth.
You didn't want this to end too soon.
You desperately tried to stave off that feeling of impending tightness beginning to slowly build up in the pit of your gut as you threw your head back to let out a series of whiny moans, your clit throbbing almost uncontrollably at the feeling of Harvey's eager mouth. "H-Harvey—!" You suddenly gasped. "Close...! Please—s-slow down—" He couldn't and he wouldn't.
You couldn't ask such a thing of him; the very words 'slow down' only made the doctor speed up his ministrations as he began to angle his fingers to more accurately punch and prod at the spongy spot inside of your walls, working you up faster and faster to your orgasm. "Cum..." He groaned against you. "Please...need it—" You interrupted his words with a sudden cry of his name, your chest heaving up and down as more whimpers and cries of warning escaped from your lips before the tightly coiled knot inside of you suddenly burst.
Small jets of your orgasm shot out from your pussy and straight into Harvey's waiting mouth, filthy slurping noises beginning to reach your ears from where Harvey continued to devour you drop by drop until he finally willed himself to part from you once you started to twitch and mumble for a break. In the depths of your lust-addled mind, you wondered where Harvey had even learned to do what he just did...but it wasn't like you could wonder for much longer before Harvey stole away your thoughts with a kiss against your still throbbing clit.
"Are...are you okay?" He questioned breathlessly.
You nodded your head. "More than okay." Harvey wasted no time before he separated himself from you, working quickly to grab some paper towels to clean you up. You nearly had a mind to scold the doctor; you wanted a round two— or three, maybe even four or five. But, you'd mention that when he was done cleaning you up and didn't look as if he were seconds away from bursting into flames with how red his face was.
Shane
Another long night spent at the Saloon.
Shockingly, Shane hadn't drunk much after the incident where you had found him at the edge of a cliff while it was pouring rain...he had made a personal vow to himself to try and stave off the urge to drink. (Not to mention it was Harvey's recommendation too)
But tonight, there was a new drink on the saloon's menu. Something fancy and purple, said to have tasted like a mixture of candy and the sweetest fruits all combined!
While Emily's voice made the drink sound appealing...not too many people took the chance to drink it—aside from you.
And whatever effects that drink had on someone, it clearly wasn't the average drunken high as, a few miles down the road from reaching Marnie's ranch, he found you on the side of the dirt road sitting against the wooden fence while your fingers were shoved down your pants, your moans nearly echoing throughout the air.
His cock twitched at the dirty sight.
"Y/N." He nearly stuttered before he quickly walked up to you and crouched down, shoving off his jacket in an attempt to cover you up and try to guide you back home, before you suddenly tugged him closer.
"Help..." You murmured.
"P-Please?" The smell of the drink on your breath...clearly it had an effect on him, because he hesitated for only a second before he went straight to work to help you with your 'problem.'
♡ - His cock was throbbing so hard inside his pants that it was nearly killing him.
The sight of you spreading your legs so wide—so lewdly—it had him nearly drooling at the mouth as if he were starved of food for months as he flicked and lightly tugged at your clit while the two of you were still on the side of the dirt road, your back pressed up against the wooden fence while Shane took care of you like you had so desperately begged. "S-Shanneeee..." You drawled out shakily, your watery eyes staring at the drunken man as if he had personally hung the moon and stars above for you and you alone.
"Don't stop...please."
"Not gonna stop, don't worry—shit...you're really needy for this, aint'cha?" You nodded your head so quickly that he wondered if you had even thought about the question he had just asked.
Not that he really cared for a thoughtful answer in this moment.
His eyes were so glued to the way that your cunt, plump and flushed with your arousal, oozed out your juices and onto the dirt below that his eyes began to burn from how long he had gone without blinking. Each delicious feeling of your aching, hard clit underneath his fingers had Shane wanting to lean his head down and kiss it, perhaps even drag his tongue up and down your clit before smacking his lips as if he had just tasted a piece of chocolate—no.
He couldn't think that way, you weren't—you weren't in the right state of mind, in fact, he was the one who shoud've felt more bad about this situation! Touching you as he was and not immediately trying to guide you home, and chalking your behavior up to drinking too much. He felt depraved, but...he had been harboring a crush on you, silent and lurking underneath the surface. Tonight? He felt like he had hit the jackpot. Shane wanted to allow himself to indulge in you.
Your moans, the way your thighs twitched with the urge to close around his hand— "F-Focus..." You poutily demanded of him. "C-Close...!" You suddenly whined, your hands suddenly shot out to wrap around his wrist to keep him close to your clit, beginning to grind and ride his fingers in tune to his movements as even heavier pants started to leave your lips. "S-Shane...Shane—fuuuuckk...! Make me cum—!"
Your words nearly made the poor man cum right there on the spot.
"Shit, you've got no shame, huh?" He hissed through his teeth. "Begging me like you are—you realize we're on the side of the road right? Anyone could come by and see you like this...grinding on my fingers like a slut."
You cooed at his words. "D-Don't care...been wanting you...always wanted you." You didn't know what you were saying.
You liking...him?
Never, his luck wasn't that good. But, nonetheless, Shane stored your words in the back of his mind as he pressed himself closer to your body, your hands moving from his wrists to looping around his neck to pull him closer as Shane worked you closer and closer to your budding orgasm. "F-Feels so good...Shane...please—!" You could hardly finish your own sentence as the rapid movement of Shane's fingers against your clit pushed you closer and closer to your climax, Shane's eyes threatening to peer deep into your soul as he watched your expressions shift by the second as you climbed closer and closer to Cloud Nine.
"So pretty..." He complimented you. "You've always been so—" His words went in one ear and out the other, white noise filling the depths of your ears as you suddenly came with a shrill shout—one that was swiftly interrupted by a hand coming to muffle your cries of pleasure while the sound of you squirting took over. Shane's eyes darted to the lewd sight of your juices shooting against the ground, soaking it even further, before he was snapped from his trance when you began to whimper and moan from overstimulation.
But it was only for a second before you started to moan and hump against the air. "Again." You panted. "Please?"
Shane gritted his teeth, trying to control his reason and firmly tell himself 'No'. However, the way you looked at him so earnestly...surely a single night of indulgence wouldn't hurt...right? He was just helping you out, after all.
Jio
The forests were always quiet, and sometimes, that quietness even extended to the Ridge itself. With the Spirit Realm quenched of its chaos and the likes, it was more common than previously to find that...there weren't any angry spirits or monsters to be dealt with.
It made Jio's patrol duties more akin to a nice walk rather than anything that would have forced him to be constantly on alert.
Until today...
It was quiet, yes, but...as Jio went into the depeer sections of the Ridge. With it being the middle of fall, certain Ridge plants commonly began to bloom. Nothing that would harm or kill, but more so cause bothersome side effects.
Such as the growth of the FoxBloom. A beautiful flower, one that he'd sometimes even dare to pick himself, but only when its pollen had been safely removed. 'Less...he wanted to experience certain side effects, such as the ones you were having now.
When he circled around a corner, his body flinched and froze at the side of you on your stomach, your ass lifted just enough to slot your hand underneath you as you panted and moaned like a creature in heat, the slick sounds of your fingers playing with yourself audible even from where he stood.
"Y/N." He grunted as he quickly walked over and crouched down to try and help you, spotting the responsible FoxBloom not too far away from you.
Yet, even a slight touch from the elf made your moans suddenly increase in pitch as your eyes looked at him.
You wished you could've been more embarrassed.
But the sight of Jio's eyes on you...the feeling of his hands on your naked skin—it caused your clit to throb and ache even more as you began to try and press yourself against him. "Jio..." You whispered. "Please." You begged. "Help—" He tried to push the feeling of your body to the back of his head, the way your moans sounded so sweet, and you begged him so shamelessly, so earnestly.
There was a cure back at the Ninja House, one that would stop the side effects.
But— when you had grabbed his clothes, shakily pushed yourself from the ground to press a longing kiss to his neck and underneath his chin...he decided to help you, just this once. As a more...physical way of further thanks for your help with Gabriella.
♡ - "J-Jio..." You whined as you straddled his hips, your soaking, exposed core grinding against the elf's hard-on as he held your hips steady as he allowed you to chase after your orgasm by grinding yourself against his bulge like a beastess in heat.
Not that he was unaffected himself, barely contained grunts and soft moans erupted from behind his mask as Jio looked up at your blushing face through heavily lidded eyes. When you had kissed him, it was as if everything else became a total blur. While Jio wasn't quite certain if he liked you romantically or not...the feeling of your bare cunt against his contained cock was certainly making him...rethink some things. He thought he found your voice annoying—but your moans were so sweet to the ear, like birdsong in springtime.
He constantly told himself, over and over again, that you weren't attractive in his eyes and yet...you were the prettiest thing above him. Not even the moon or stars themselves could have compared— "Jio..." You whined out his name again. "You f-feel so good...against my pussy—" He grunted at your lewd language.
"So crude," He grunted out, trying to scold you as if he had any room to do so.
But the attempted scolding only sent a rush of heat straight down to your cunt as you grinded yourself even harder against his pants, feeling the way his cock started to throb in its confines and how it practically yearned to be inside of you. Certainly...with enough prodding, you could get Jio to do so...? "W-What are you going to do if I keep talking so crudely~?" You giggled. Jio's hands shakily gripped the front of your thighs as you leaned forward, pressing your chest against his own as you placed a kiss against his chin.
And then to his cheek...and then to his nose...and then to the edges of his mask-covered lips— "No." Jio firmly warned you, the warning glint in his green eyes both sending another rush of need throughout you as well as being enough to make you pout and back off. "This...this is to help you, not for you to indulge in your f-feelings—Ah..." However, Jio couldn't help but quietly admit to himself in the back of his mind that he was beginning to not even come close to believing his own words.
He wanted to do nothing more than tear his cock free from his pants and sink himself deep within your heat, properly feel the way your pussy would clench around him, and how your juices would make even more of a mess of him.
Perhaps the smell of the FoxBloom was beginning to have its effects on him, too.
The more he breathed in your addictive smell and listened—felt the way you grinded against him, the more he wanted more—Jio began chasing after your movements, gripping your thighs even tighter as small whiny slips of your name escaped from your lips. "F-Fuuuck—" Jio tried to strifle the drawn-out moan that nearly escaped from his chest, the little sound that he did release, however...it turned you on immensely. "W-Was that for me?" You panted, your hands coming up to cradle the sides of Jio's face as you looked him in the eye with all the lustful romance that you could muster.
You really did like him.
So much so that you could hardly breathe in his presence. "Please...oh!" Jio suddenly pressed his lips against your own as his arms looped around your back, causing you to be pressed against him even harder as he started to chase after his orgasm. The knot in both of your stomachs began to curl and tighten, yours making you more breathless and needy for the elf's touch while Jio's made him more honest. Whines of your name started to pour forth from his lips, eyes glistening with a desire-filled wetness as he mumbled and moaned about how pretty you were and how much he wanted you.
He could hardly contain himself. "So pretty..." He mumbled. "Sosososo pretty...please—oh fuuuck—" Jio suddenly threw his head back to let out a long moan of your name as a scorching heat suddenly poured at the front of his pants, Jio continuing to thrust and grind himself against your cunt through his orgasm as he pushed you to your own. "J-Jio...!" You cried out after him as your high washed over you, your pussy clenching around nothing as you tried to drag yourself over Jio's cock a few more times before he suddenly shuddered and took himself away from overstimulation.
He couldn't believe that he allowed his baser instincts to take over him like this...
But then again, he'd swear up and down that it wasn't his fault, it was merely the effects of the pollen that had made his mind so dizzy and unfocused! So full of desire and want for you and you only.
Lance
Lance had been patrolling the insides of Ginger Island's volcano, ensuring that there was no foul activity afoot before, over the sounds of gurgling lava and the rampant chittering of creatures lurking in the walls...the very distinct sounds of...squelching.
For a second, he was going to ignore the noises and assume that he was hearing things.
But when a sharp moan followed behind the noises? He was quick to investigate the sound, assuming that someone was injured or worse.
That is, until he stumbled upon you.
Your pants had been thrown to the side, your entire body glistening with sweat combined from the heat of the volcano and the heat of your need as your fingers flicked and rubbed at your hard, aching clit as if you were possessed.
You hadn't even noticed that Lance was watching you, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly agape, until your head slowly rolled over to the side. Although your thighs twitched, you didn't have it in you to feel a lick of shame.
"P-Please..." You moaned, your eyes too hazy to exactly focus on who you were begging at, but your fingers rubbed your clit even harder. "Help me...h-hurts—Ah!" A heavy gulp went down Lance's throat, causing his Adam's apple to bob as his head practically tore itself at the seams trying to figure out what to do.
He had a crush on you.
He really did...but did you even know who you begging?
He didn't want to ruin the relationship you to had— "L-Lance..." The mage quickly rushed to keep yourself from falling when you tried to reach out to him, but as you felt his clothes underneath your touch, you began to pull and tug with a huff.
"Please...n-need you—help me."
Oh...he really hoped that you wouldn't hate him after what he was about to do.
♡ - "Thaaat's it, princess...just feel good on my fingers, that's all you need to do..." Lance's words were gentle against your ear as he held your body close to his own, your back pressed against his front as he rubbed tight circles on your clit with his middle and index fingers.
Even now, he was still trying to figure out what type of spell or foul thing you had consumed in the volcano to have made you into such a wanton, needy little thing. Someone who was horny enough to beg for help, no matter who it may have been! But, he hardly cared to have that question answered immediately in this moment. He tried to focus his thoughts on your pleasure, how you writhed and moaned in his arms while you whined for more of his touch.
"M-More..." You gasped, the feeling of Lance's fingers flicking and rubbing, sometimes even lightly tugging at your hard, aching clit, making you nearly see stars.
But you were becoming greedier and greedier by the passing second. You could feel Lance's hard-on press into the small of your back, a clear sign that simply rubbing your clit and fingering you wasn't the only thing that he wanted to do. "Please—f-fuck me—mmph!?" Lance quickly wrapped his free hand around your mouth to quickly silence your tempting words. He wanted to fuck you, more than anything he thought he had ever wanted, but while he had fallen prey to the siren's song that was your moans and allowed himself to touch you in this way.
Fucking you? He preferred such an outcome when you weren't smelling like a sickly sweet flower.
"Be satisfied with this, princess." Lance chuckled quietly into your ear as he felt your clit begin to throb and pulsate against his fingers, leading him to switch to sinking his fingers into your dripping wet pussy. "As much as I want to...I'd want my first time fucking you to be in a more...romantic setting." You clenched around Lance's fingers, eliciting a groan from both of you as you lewdly imagined Lance's cock being the thing that was filling you up at this moment. Dazed as you were, whatever lusty smell you had inhaled had sent your brain's imagination into overdrive.
You imagined Lance pinning you against the floor, rutting into you like there was no tomorrow or diving his head into your cunt, lapping away at your juices as his nose bumped against your clit repeatedly with every little movement. "L-Laanncee..." You moaned against his hand, your eyes threatening to roll into the back of your skull as you began to near your high. Lance smirked at the drawled-out wanton noise you released, causing him to slowly remove his hand from around your lips before his cock twitched against your backside at the sound of your panting moans, as if you were just gasping for something more. "You close?" He questioned.
You answered immediately with a few nods of your head, causing the redhead to peer over your shoulder a little more than he already was to watch the no doubt glorious sight of your cunt cummingaround his fingers. "Let it alllll out, princess...c'mon, you can do it—" He angled his fingers to press more against your spongey g-spot deep inside of you, almost as if he were trying to milk the orgasm out of your body as he moved his fingers in a "come here" motion. Your chest heaved up and down, tears beginning to prickle at your eyeline as you grasped onto Lance's pants for dear life as the knot inside the pit of your stomach coiled tighter and tighter...until you suddenly orgasmed with a high-pitched whine of Lance's name.
"Thaaat's it." He quietly encouraged you, finger-fucking you through your orgasm as he even went so far as to lick his lips like a starving hound at the delicious sight of your pussy juices beginning to create a transparent white ring around his fingers until you started to whine from overstimulation.
Now...all there was left to do was get you out of this volcano, where you could recover from the rest of your pollen-induced haze more...safely.
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A lil something for @aziminohi1992 of their OC Faye and Lance from SVE. And yes, I was very inspired by the new Lance portraits that @maggplays posted a while ago.
And yes, have been going a big hot wild with the frames lately.
Lance’s blink is long and considering, and all lashes. He’s too pretty to have ever had his heart broken, you think. Worst person to talk to about this.
“There will come a moment where all our regrets are compounded into the seconds before the lights dim on our lives, crowding out the lovely memories,” he says.
“I would endeavour to ensure that I have too few to contend with when my time is over, in the effort to remember the things that were precious instead. Then, I suspect, my soul will be at rest.”
The smile he offers you is kind. “If they are a true companion, they would not forfeit your friendship if they felt otherwise.”
You heave a sigh.
“And if it breaks my heart that they don’t return the sentiment? Then what?”
He leans in, turning conspiratorial. “Then you and I will spend our days cleansing the islands of every last beast, haint, fright, and void creature, and our nights drinking to our misadventures until the feeling fades and so does the memory, and we will celebrate that your aim was as good as your heart. All else can be mended, dear one.”
Hey, I got a question for you. I saw your post here and I both love the stickers and the art style you have.
Could you make a sticker of one of my favorite (modded) characters Lance, from stardew valley expanded? I would love a Lance sticker and I would absolutely buy one with some other stickers as well (mainly Sam and sebby, love them).
If that's not something you can do, I will still likely buy some other stickers I love them.
Thank you so much, that's great to hear!
I haven't played expanded yet, but I was thinking about making some of those exclusive characters into stickers.
I prefer to know the characters better before I draw them, I've only seen people play the game, but I'd be willing to draw characters if requested :)
I hope that he looks accurate!
I of course added him to red bubble as soon as I finished
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can you give some headcanons for Lance? literally anything i just fear i need more about my man 😔
Similar to the Banyue headcanons fic, I'm quickly putting this out cause I've got thoughts about this man, ngl, especially since Im slowly doing a Lance run atm—
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Since I'm not too confident in his personality yet, I'mma start things off sweet and basic since my thoughts could change the further I get into the relationship with this guy—
But, I feel like Lance is the type of person who'd really like a more "Knight/Damsel" type of relationship, weirdly enough?
Not to say that he wouldn't be attracted to someone more independent and able to do things for themselves, but I think he's so used to being a hero and protecting people and whatnot that the idea of keeping his spouse safe, being the main provider, and overall taking care of them is a nice thought to him.
Plus, I can see him viewing the farmer as their safe space.
Fighting the monsters that lie outside of the normal Pelican Town area is hard (like they're wayyyyyy tougher than the normal enemies), so after a long day of keeping said monsters at bay, coming home to you and the farm is like a breath of fresh air.
Hearing you talk about the animals, what items you bought, and the new recipe you're going to try and make is what would make Lance absolutely melt.
Plus, I can also weakly see him being the type to be extremely protective of you?
Not quite possessive but protective enough to where he guards over you like a wolf would its prey in a way.
On his off days, he's defintely asking to come with you, even if it's just a simple trip to the beach to spend hours fishing until night comes around. I think Lance is more than likely used to losing friends to the demanding job of being a part of the First Slash, so anything he can do to help you avoid being hurt, injured, or worse eases him.
But if you're really insistent on doing something by yourself, then he'll back off; he'd most likely just give you a weapon in order to help keep you safe in that way at least.
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Okay, just to get the elephant in the room out of the way— I LIKE TO THINK THIS MAN IS HUNG AS A HORSE.
BIGGEST IN THE GAME FR
Not necessarily because of anything in particular??? But it's the attitude that's giving me 'hung' vibes. Like I'm talking its hanging from its own weight type of deal.
BUT OUTSIDE OF THIS— <333
Very big service dom vibes.
I feel like he's the type to not really care about his pleasure and more so focus on taking care of you first. But the vibe can flip-flop depending on his mood toward you.
Like in the more typical circumstance, he's more than happy to attend to any need you may have. To the point where he may even forget about himself entirely unless you either mention it or the urge to cum is next to being painful.
But— let's say you get yourself into a bit of trouble, say— you get injured inside of the Mines.
After ensuring that you're okay, of course, I can imagine that Lance would be the type to have the mindset of "Oh, you're going to get yourself in trouble and not care about your well-being? Then I don't have to care about whether or not you can take orgasm after orgasm."
Your pleasure becomes his pleasure, and he'll encourage you to keep going for the sake of proving that you're really apologetic about getting yourself into more trouble than you could handle, and what's worse? You didn't even think to ask him for help!
Outside of being these gooned out thoughts, though
I imagine that Lance is very sweet after sex <333
In sort of an entertainer-type way, like if it'll help lull you to sleep and help you creep down from your high, he's willing to perform some small-tier magic just to make you even happier and give your eyes something to focus on until you're fast asleep.
These are some lowkey rushed thoughts, but ngl, they'll help me for this Lance smut that I'll be writing soonish <333
