A/N: It's been a minute since I've written for Omi, I think I've made him act a little more canon than in my other fics, not too sure though.
You were seated in your bed, pillow rested behind your back and your duvet brung up to your midsection. You were enthralled by the words, your eyes glancing through the yellow-tinted pages. One of your hands propped up the leather book, as the other held your wand over it, a dim light projecting from the tip, so as to not disturb any of your dorm-mates.
You had no idea how long you had had your nose in the book for, but definitely long enough for all the other students to have completely passed out. You didn’t mind staying up late, or at least you didn’t care tonight. You had no classes until late in the day, and could afford to sleep in.
Your attention gets drawn away by the sound of cloth moving beside you, you pay it no mind, thinking one of the others must just be shuffling in their sleep. That was, until you heard a gasp and the creaks of the bed. You turn to your side to see Ominis sat up and wand already in his hands, ready to defend himself.
As he becomes less jittery and seems to relax back into a more comfortable seated position, you speak up. “Are you alright, Ominis?” It comes out hushed, only for him to hear. He perks up at the sound of your voice, turning his head in your direction, looking very tired and sorrowful as he responds. “I’m alright, Y/N, Thank you. Apologies for disrupting your rest.” He sighs as guilt washes over him.
You lightheartedly smile. “No need to apologise Ominis, you didn’t wake me.” He nods as he makes a noise of understanding. It remains silent from there, you go back to reading as Ominis tries to convince himself to fall asleep again. After a few minutes you hear a frustrated sigh, you turn back to Ominis, watching as he digs his head into his hands. “Are you sure you’re okay, Ominis?”
He lifts his head up, not saying a word as he ashamedly shakes his head. You think for a moment before asking him, hoping you wouldn’t be pushing too far. “Would you like some help? I could try to distract you.” The blond boy lightly smiles as he accepts your offer. “Would you like me to stay here or c-” “Please, come here.” His voice comes out defeated as he moves to the opposite side of his bed.
You quickly shuffle to his bed, trying your hardest to not make too much noise. Once you make it, you slowly hold up the sheets as you quietly slip into the covers. “Alright.” You whisper to yourself. You feel a hand moving against the sheets near your own, you lightly graze your hand against his, him taking it after moving his head to face anywhere but towards you.
His hand felt clampy and he held a tight grip, your thumb rubbed over his fingers as you gently pulled the both of you onto your backs. As Ominis rested against the pillow, he turned in your direction, looking down. You shifted a little closer to him, also turning his way, before muttering. “How can I help you, Ominis?” He takes a deep breath as he pulls your arm closer to him.
“This is- This is fine, Thank you.” You nod as you start to relax, your eyes drifting closed. As you feel yourself begin to drift, a voice brings you back. “Sorry, would it be a bother if you spoke to me? It’s so eerily silent and all I can hear is-” He cuts himself off before he finishes, quietly clearing his throat.
You choose not to ask about what he’s worried about. “Not at all.” You feel Ominis loosen up as he rests against you. It takes you a minute to think about what to say, you smile as an idea pops into your mind. The soft words soon fall out of your mouth, you tell him about the adventures you’ve been on. Obviously only the ones he wouldn’t tell you off for doing.
You speak of all the people (and creatures) you had saved, all the items you had found and all the beautiful things you had witnessed. It wasn’t long until the sound of light snoring was heard and felt on the side of your body. You muster a small smile before whispering. “Goodnight Ominis, rest well.”
A/N: I've got a couple more posts that should be coming out soon, including the Part 2 to the most recent Simon Riley fic!
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This popped into my head and I had to write it. To be included in my fic I will be writing, so if you guys like this, then stay tuned.
They both pull out of you, both of their spend pooling on the white sheets out of both of your holes, you don't have the energy to care. You find the nearest pillow and pull it towards you, snuggling into it weakly. Your limbs feel like jello, your mind is muddled with arousal and the vicious orgasm still heavy on your brain. You vaguely feel both men climb out of bed and pull their slacks back on, their pricks still wet and glistening with your slick mixed with their seed on it. Ominis however grabs some tissues to clean himself up with, to which Sebastian eyes him peculiarly.
"I thought you didn't mind that?" Sebastian asks, tucking his cock back in with a zip paying no mind or care to the mess on the inside. Ominis is still swiping away your mixed fluids the best he can without his eyesight, feeling the wetness with his fingertips before tracing it with the tissue. He lets out a sigh before responding.
"It's not that I mind it being on me, I mind the mess it leaves on the clothes. It's hard enough to get out when it's damp, never mind when it dries." Ominis mutters, concentrating on his job.
Sebastian shrugs, but then again, Sebastian has always been the more obscene one out of the two of them. While Ominis frets over his clothes, Sebastian buttons up his dress shirt before grabbing more tissues and walking over to where you were almost falling asleep near the edge of the bed. He wipes away the mess, taking meticulous care to clean you up before he walks to the adjoined bathroom and comes back out with a wet rag to finish cleaning you up properly before placing a kiss on your forehead. He offers Ominis the wet towel after he's done using it on you, to which the other is grateful. Ominis finally is finished with his task and buttons himself up before discarding the rag in the dirty clothes bin and pulling on his shirt. Ominis walks over to the other side of you where your head is and sits next to it, stroking his long fingers through your hair. You let out a contented sigh not wanting them to go, even though they have to. Both men give you lingering kisses, reluctant to go. Ominis reaches over and feels for one of the plush blankets and pulls it over you, tucking you in before stealing another kiss.
"We'll try to be back as soon as we can escape my mother's grasp." Ominis says, giving your hair another pass over for good measure. Sebastian pulls on his suit jacket and re ties his tie. Ominis does the same and it's not long until you hear the sound of their dress shoes clicking downstairs and out the front door.
