#modernasks

I’ll scream

He knows you through class or maybe you have some mutual friends and he’s been harboring a crush on you. And that man 100% ignores his needs and doesn’t get himself off nearly as often as you’d expect and that particular night the thoughts get to him bad.

He almost has no idea where it’s coming from but once the idea of having his face buried in your pussy comes into his head, he can’t shake it. Because now Coryo is wondering what you’d sound like too, if you even would like it, if he’d please you right, how he’d love to do it for hours if you let him, wondering how desperate he could make you, etc.

He tries his absolute hardest to focus on his studying but the fact he’s getting hard so easily from just the thought of this is enough to frustrate him, and make the impulsive decision to deal with it in the closest bathroom.

And he hasn’t jerked off in so long, it feels so good to touch himself and it’s also embarrassingly quick because he’s so worked up and his thoughts are revolving around you.

I DO I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN

mdni

He's so overworked, he's frustrated with an assignment that's taking him forever, he's already sleep-deprived and then he sees you wearing one of his shirts and your underwear. While that may be a common thing for you to wear casually when you're home, it sets him off.

He's grabbing your hips and giving you a pleading look to the point you don't even need to ask what he wants. As soon as you give him the go-ahead, he's pushing his papers aside, too in his head to care that they're gonna be all out of order. Coryo will deal with it later.

He lifts you to sit on his desk, his lips frantic on your neck as you undo his belt and pants zipper. Cause of course he was still in his clothes from the day. Coryo nudges your hands away and fishes his cock out of his boxers and pants, barely even pulling them down.

And he fucks you hard. You're sitting on the edge of the desk, but he's got your thighs and hips in such a tight hold, if he wanted to, he could lift you off the desk and still try and fuck you with your legs around his waist. And he's relentless, all of the pent-up frustration pouring out in his motions, his muscles using all that strength to pound into you until you're a mess for him. Clinging to him, whining for him, anything he can get.

Also, Coryo is a rambler, his thoughts are on his work, but also on you. He's grunting, whispering right against your skin in between his sloppy kisses and occasional bites.

"Sometimes I wonder why I wanted to pursue this fuckin' thing, 'm losin' my mind."

"This essay, like I don't know if I can...oh fuck, honey....fuck, you're this wet for me? All for me?"

"Think I gotta stay up tonight, honey, I'll make coffee after I-mmmm oh do that again," groaning, distracted by your tugs to his hair, your nails on his scalp, rubbing, scratching, all of it.

"I love...your pussy is fuckin' driving me insane, I hate...I fuckin' hate it, baby, I needed you, did you know that? Thank you, baby."

PLEASEJDJSJDD

and his hair is so messy, probably wearing no shirt, just tugged on his sweats after making sure you’re all good

you don’t expect the TikTok to blow up a bit and Coriolanus is embarrassed BUT he does find it funny

THANK YOU HOLY FUCK

im also always thinking about modern law student coryo so here

maybe you were too sleepy to help him out since he got hard and he doesn’t mind but you also don’t mind watching him jerk off in your shared bed. He knows you like it and your gaze and occasional comments helps him out enough that he’s very satisfied.

You regret your decision on being too sleepy when you watch him cum, the way he tugged his shirt up so he’d finish on his stomach, the rest of it dribbling down his fingers, over the rings he still had on because he liked the coolness and texture on his cock.

There’s no need for second thoughts as sloth moves closer between his legs and greedily take his hand to lick off the cum, Coryo doesn’t protest at all either, he just smiles a little and shakes his head, “can’t stay away? Thoguth you were sleepy?”

“This doesn’t take effort,” you mumble to him and once his fingers are clean, your eyes see the mess he made on his lower stomach, mostly sound his happy trail and again, you don’t hesitate to lick it all off, taking your time on purpose. To make him squirm, to feel his cock twitch beneath you.

HEHEHEHEHHEHE

it starts them disagreeing in a class constantly and it’s all civil because it’s a classroom setting or better yet it is a debate class and you two just end up paired off for those solo debates, but then he learns you’re friends with Sejanus.

And he’s like. Of course. Like just his luck that you’re friends with his best friend and roommate.

But this means that you frequent the apartment and somehow, that argumentative nature between you two doesn’t leave. And in the more casual setting, you’re still concise but a lot more passionate when you debate him on something, you let some curses slip in your words too and he hates how much he loves the way you say fuck.

He feels like a teenager at that point, why’s he getting worked up over someone saying fuck???

okay hear me out

mdni

They’d never study together (more because of coryo) and you know Sejanus is so much easier to distract so you go to him first, acting like you’re just getting him some water, but it’s not long before you’re telling him you’re cold and he’s kindly offering you to sit on his lap.

Sejanus knows what that can imply but he’d think himself stronger than that, plus he loved having you sitting on him, even if it ended completely innocently. But this time it doesn’t. You shift too much in his lap until he’s hard and Sejanus has a track record for giving in to you the moment you whine at him and kiss the spot where his jaw connects to his neck.

meanwhile, coryo is studying in the room right next to you two, he hears rustling from Sejanus’ room but pays it no mind. Until he hears Sejanus moan. Coriolanus rolls his eyes so hard, probably thinking about how pathetic Sejanus is and how much of a little tease you are. He understands partially, but he tells himself he’d never be that desperate, especially if you were distracting from his work.

But you and Sejanus are loud. He hears it. Muffled, but he hears Sejanus’ whimpery moans, his breathy voice tell you;

“were you that needy for me, baby? ‘M sorry, I would’ve given you it sooner.”

“Fuck, take it just like that, look at you taking my cock, holy shit,” and a plethora of other explicit words he’s always heard.

Naturally, he can’t stop himself from the pressure and swell in his pants. He adjusts himself, palms himself a little. Completely ignores it too, but he realizes he can’t when he starts hearing your sharp and pretty little moans, begging for Sejanus to go harder.

Coriolanus can barely think at this point, his hands are a little shaky, he doesn’t register, getting up and storming to the room next to him until he’s right in front of you two, naked on Sejanus’ bed, mid thrust.

btw! ily kit <3

-blue

ily too <3

okay I’ve talked about this idea before I should go find the post BUT this reminded me of it

being childhood friends and so tight knit, like it was Billy and you against the world and maybe he knew you had an itch to get out. He’s ever the supportive friend, way too selfless to let you know how it makes him feel to think about you leaving your small town (and him), because he doesn’t want you to choose for him! But then you do move for college…and stay wherever you are after college too.

this is Sejanus is every universe™️

mdni; fem!reader

but to put it in a modern context, I could see Sejanus doing this after he’s had a rough week with college, just so busy, so stressed out, barely any time to just relax with you.

So that weekend, he’s insufferable. Not that you’d complain either, you missed him! It would be obvious, how much you cling to him once he’s home that Friday night and Sejanus is exhausted but somehow his hand ends up between your thighs? Who knows :)

He’s so lazy with it that night since he’s tired, his fingers moving too slow but just right, his kisses sloppy, but purposeful because he knows the right places to kiss to make you melt for him. And he finds he can push through the tiredness if it meant pleasuring you.

Cause he loves seeing it, seeing you a complete mess for him, falling apart on anything he gives you. His fingers and tongue would bring you to two, maybe three orgasms, and after each one he says, “good girl, my sweet girl.”

When he finally does fuck you with his cock, he used the last of his energy to pound you into his mattress. He knew he missed this, but the moment he pushed his cock into you, he’s cursing himself for not carving out time to do this sooner in the week. And he’s no matter how hard he goes, he’s uttering the cutest things about how pretty you are, how much he missed you, how he can’t wait to cuddle all weekend with you…etc.