#xsoleil

his call found you fresh out of the shower with a towel thrown around your neck to catch the water dripping from your hair, intending to finish the night with a movie after a long day, not knowing where answering him was going to take you. “doppi? i thought ver was going to confiscate everyone’s phone for the night and that you wouldn’t be able to call,” you asked, laying lazily on your stomach before reaching over the remote to flip on the television to play in the background. 

your boyfriend was sent off with his student council friends to chaperone an overnight trip for a club of underclassmen, which wasn’t something he wanted to spend his time doing when he could be spending it with you instead (he was whining like he was would be gone for an entire week rather than just the weekend), but it’s part of his responsibilities as the enforcer to be keeping an eye out for rule-breakers who might be sneaking in alcohol or something of the sort. although, you weren’t quite sure how effective he is at his job when he was contacting you right now during a retreat that was supposed to be free of electronics. 

“heh, i gave him one of my old phones that doesn’t work anymore— he didn’t check or search me, so i’m pretty proud to say i got away with it, as expected!”

you couldn’t help but roll your eyes with a chuckle, able to hear the pride in his voice and could easily picture his iconic winning smirk on his face from outsmarting the beloved student council president. “that’s so typical of you… so, what did you do today? anything interesting enough to tell?”

“well, you know, regular camping stuff… we went hiking and fishing and stuff…”

“did you catch anything?”

“a little minnow, but we released it.”

he didn’t sound too interested in talking about his day, which made you quirk an eyebrow in confusion before you smiled, “you didn’t call me to give me an update, did you?”

there was silence for a moment, “no… i just really missed you… like, really missed you…”

“aww, really? i miss you too,” you sighed, stretching out an arm onto the side of the bed where he usually lay, cold without the weight of his body, whose temperature always ran hotter than yours, on top of it. there was an edge of desire in his voice, one that you were more than happy to match, “the bed is so empty without you next to me…”

you could hear his voice hitch, breathing steadily becoming louder and more uneven, “i wish i was with you right now…”

“doppi, did you call me because you let your imagination run too wild and now need my help?” you asked sweetly with an almost sinister smirk on your face. he’s too easy to read, even over the phone. 

“‘m sorry…” he muttered, “i just miss you so much…”

“yeah, we already established that,” you giggled, feeling a sudden rush of heat to your core at the thought of your boyfriend alone in his cabin on top of a bunk while the other boys were off doing whatever, wrapped up in thin blankets as he vigorously fists his spit-slicked cock to the thought of you. 

“i-i thought i would’ve been okay without you for one night, but…” he made a slight hissing sound, sucking in air through his teeth.

“you’re so needy… do you wanna hear what i’m wearing right now?” you waited for him to hum in agreement before continuing, “i’m wearing one of your shirts right now, the hideously bright green one the school handed out back in march.”

“thought you hated that shirt.”

“i do, but you wore it right before you left, so it smells like you,” you admitted, grabbing onto the pillow he would usually rest his head on, and pulling it close to you. the smell of his natural musk and his spiced shampoo were starting to fill your senses, making you start to feel dizzy with want. “now i’m really starting to miss you…”

as if your newfound desire was possessing your entire body, you found yourself moving to straddle the pillow, your thighs brushing against the plush material as you gave an experimental roll of your hips. you haven’t done this in a long time, nor has it ever really crossed your mind until now. there was never any reason to when doppio was always at arm’s length, all you had to do was pull him by the sleeves and run upstairs with him, but now, you had to make-do with what you had.

it took you a moment to find the right pace, going along with the rhythm of his breathing coming from your phone which was now tossed to the side with the speaker turned on because the device kept slipping from your shoulder. on the other side, he was doing something similar, biting into his pillow with his hand shoved into his pants. the others were at the bonfire, telling ghost stories and toasting marshmallows for s’mores, and thankfully, they aren’t going to be back at the cabin for another forty-five minutes at least. he wasn’t as spoiled as you were, surrounded by his belongings and able to use them to help get you off— all he had with his imagination. you didn’t tell him what you were doing, but you didn’t need to, not when he could hear the soft moans and sighs slipping from your lips.

your underwear was nearly completely soaked through at this rate with the sticky mess of arousal building up and making you wetter than a slip ‘n slide.  it was the only thing preventing you from dripping onto the pillow itself, but at this rate, you weren’t sure if it was entirely preventable when you were grinding on it the way that you were.

all you could hear was the sound of your boyfriend’s low groans, the television now seeming so far away when you’re wrapped up in your own little world, thighs trembling and eyes closed in complete focus of reaching your orgasm. it’s coming to you a surprisingly lot faster than you originally anticipated, but perhaps it’s because you have now developed more consistent movements that had your clit rubbing against the fabric at a perfect angle and sending jolts of electricity up your spine.

“fuck, doppi…” you whined, as if he was really there with you. he wishes he was there with you, there isn’t anything more he wants in the moment. he wants to be there, watching you with lustful eyes, helping you grind on his abs that had more structure than that floppy pillow you were using, or thrusting his cock into your weeping cunt so that you would cry out his name louder than ever.

his mind went blank as his peak washed over him at the thought, his hips jerking into his hand once more before finishing with a cloudy white covering his hand once he pulled it from his pants. his breathing was heavy, chest heaving as he grabbed a bunch of tissues to clean himself off. 

you followed mere seconds after him, your own hand covering your mouth to stop yourself from making so much noise. you practically collapsed on the spot, your legs feeling like jelly, and fell over to lie on the bed after the sudden exertion of energy, skin shiny with sweat that made you shiver when the air conditioner kicked on. 

there was a moment of silence before you sighed, “now i have to take another shower, i feel so gross and slimy right now…”

“i bet you still look beautiful though.”

“only you would think that.”

Sex with Ver was always intense. The sheer length didn't even fully fit in you, and the girth always made the first few seconds a bit uncomfortable because he would be stretching you out so much. But he was patient with you. He always waited for your signal to move and also kept a close eye on your reactions to see if you were in any pain. Even if his hormones were kicked into high gear by being in bed with you (or anywhere, for that matter), your comfort was his priority.

Because he was so big, you kinda sorta made a deal. If he had fucked you senseless one night, you would take a break for a day to let your body properly recover. But if either of you still felt like having some fun, there were other ways to have sex than vaginal penetration, after all. That, and you had two holes, and you weren't afraid of using either of those as long as there was plenty of prepping involved. Ver hated to admit it, but seeing you waddle to the bathroom to pee after the two of you had sex always made him chuckle. Was he proud of how big he was? Maybe a little bit. Was he even more proud that he could fuck you so hard that you turned into a duck for a little bit? Yes times a 100.

Yesterday was "vagina sex day", and you were incredibly tired after your work today, so your boyfriend decided to spoil you. When you plopped down on the bed, ready to drift off to sleep, you suddenly felt your boyfriend's hands wander under your shirt.

"Not today, baby. I am so tired. Please, let me sleep..." you whined as he moved his mouth towards your neck to leave some heated kisses and bite marks there. "Don't worry, babygirl, today is all about you. I intend on spoiling you rotten, and you won't even have to lift a finger. Pinky promise," your boyfriend said with a chuckle as he gently rolled you onto your back and lifted your shirt up so he had access to your boobs. With a heavy, overly dramatic sigh, you lifted your hips off the bed so he could shimmy you out of your underwear.

"We worked so hard today, and I know you're tired too. How can you possibly be in the mood for sex after such a busy day?" you asked him as he got busy getting between your legs, putting them on top of his shoulders as he lay down on the bed. "How could I not be in the mood when it's you we're talking about? C'mon, we've been together for quite some time, you should know by now how much you turn me on, no matter what you do," your boyfriend replied as he let a single digit run up and down your folds, eventually stopping at your clit to rub it plenty to get you in the mood. When he had played with your clit for a little while, he eventually heard you getting more desperate for more stimulation. "Ver... Please..." you whispered as one hand weaved through his black and cherise coloured hair as the other was fisting the sheets beneath you. "You got it, princess~" Ver replied while he brought his mouth closer to your core, ready to dive in.

Ver started eating you out like a man starved, and your wetness was the only thing that could satiate his parched throat. He would occasionally dip his tongue in as his nose rubbed against your clit, making you throw your head back as both your hands were fisting his hair now. With how tired you were, it wouldn't take long for you to reach that first delicious high. But you had a feeling it wasn't going to be just one. When he noticed you were getting closer, his mouth wrapped around your delicate pearl to lick and suck on it hard, as his fingers entered you to rub at that spongy spot inside of you. You couldn't contain your moans now, not when you were so close to white-out in afterglow. Your toes involuntarily curled as you trapped your boyfriend between your thighs. He didn't mind, in fact, he had encouraged you to do so many months ago, whenever he would be eating you out. Your moans became louder, airier and higher in pitch, and Ver knew you wouldn't last long now. Just a tiny bit more is all it took for you to release all over your boyfriend's lower part of his face, which he eagerly lapped up.

You fell back on the bed, letting your starved lungs fill with air. You heard your boyfriend chuckle between your legs, and you knew your suspicions were true. "I told you I was going to spoil you. We are nowhere near done, babygirl," Ver said while he dove back in for round 2. "Wait, Ver, wait!" you said, but it seems your boyfriend has suddenly gone deaf. He wasted no time trying to get you to that second climax as you whined and whimpered in ovestimulation. He gave you several orgasms like this, fat globs of tears running down your face. It was all too much, but at the same time, you didn't want him to stop. After orgasm, uuuuhhhhh how many?, he decided enough was enough and crawled up to eye level with you to leave a hungry kiss on your lips while he lay next to you to wipe some sweat-stained hair out of your face.

"Fuck... You're ruthless tonight..." you whispered, still busy trying to catch your breath. "Anything for you, my princess," your boyfriend said with a chuckle as he left a few kisses on your neck and jawline. After a little bit of time, you had somewhat recovered, but a frown formed on your face. "Hmm? What's wrong?" Ver asked you. You turned your head to him to say, "I need to pee, but I can't move my legs," you said with an adorable pout. You were so adorable to him, you pretty much gave him cuteness aggression. Ver let out a hearty laugh as he moved to pick you up and carry you to the bathroom princess-style. After you had peed, he picked you back up again and carried you back to the bed, laying you down on it gently. He wrapped the blanket around both of you as he snuggled you close, leaving some gentle kisses all over your face. "Good night, babygirl," Ver said as he put a few strands of hair behind your ear, having a massive grin on his face that he could break you this much with just his mouth and his fingers alone.

The morning arrived, and Ver's alarm woke both of you up. He usually had to work a bit earlier than you, so sometimes you would just chill in bed for a little bit longer until you actually had to get ready. Today, you pretty much refused him to leave the bed as he was busy throwing the covers off him. "C'mon... 5 more minutes for cuddles? Please?" you begged your boyfriend with the cutest pout you could give him to hopefully convince him. He let out a massive sigh and replied, "Yeah, sure, why not?" Mission succeeded, hehe.

"I eat you out for a night, and you won't let me leave for work. Was it that good, hm? Even better than my dick makes you feel?" Ver said as you wrapped your arms around him to pull him closer. "No, your dick is amazing. But also a bit intimidating at times. Thing's huge. Any woman with common sense would be a little intimidated by it. Or drool over it like I usually do, I suppose," you replied as a slight dusting of pink covered your cheeks, and Ver couldn't help but chuckle at that. "Intimidating, huh? C'mon, stop pretending it's that great. It surely isn't, right?" he asked you, already knowing the answer. "It's great, but no single woman could take that entire thing in hole number 1. And definitely not without some discomfort at first. We made that "deal" for a reason. Because oh god I can not take your dick in the same hole 2 nights in a row. That's just impossible without pain involved." you said while you blushed one shade darker. Your boyfriend shook his head and got ready to get up for real this time. "Stop being so obsessed with a piece of meat, darling," Ver said as he got busy dressing himself. "Look who's talking! You drool over my body the entire time!" you replied as both of you laughed. He kissed you goodbye for now and left for work. Soon enough, you got dressed as well, ready to start your day.

The night came, and you could tell that Ver had a tough day at work, and you wouldn't be surprised if he wanted to "blow off some steam" ;) Both of you were lying in bed, and then his hands started to wander all over your body once more. You shook your head with a chuckle and got busy taking off your underwear so he had full access to you. A smirk grew on your boyfriend's face, having a feeling you'd be in the mood just as much as he was.

He gently pushed you onto your back and got between your legs after taking off his own underwear. He took some time to prep you with his fingers, which did help, but would never be enough. He held you close as he, super slowly, pushed into you to prevent any discomfort as much as he could. You winced in pain for the first few seconds, but after a little bit, you gave him "the nod". You didn't have to tell him twice.

Your boyfriend started out with some slow and shallow thrusts to get your pussy accustomed to his massive dick, and when he heard you beg for more, a smirk plastered on his face as he said, "Anything for you, princess." as he sped up his pace, pushing even deeper into you.

His dick always made you see stars once he set a steady and delicious rhythm, hitting the most delicious of spots. He always curved a bit upwards, so with each stroke on its way out, he would be rubbing against that one special spot inside of you. You were clawing at his back, moaning his name like a mantra while he left hickeys and gentle bite marks all over your neck. You wrapped your legs around him tightly as his dick kept rubbing against that oh so delicious spot inside of you. He knew it wouldn't take you long now, and he didn't mind as he was getting close, too. One hand snaked between both of you to rub at your clit to hopefully get you there sooner. As if a tsunami just washed over you, your climax took you over in almost an instant, and he happily filled you up for the first time of the night.

But he wasn't done yet, not with his stamina. You didn't mind; you always loved enjoying your boyfriend for as long as you could. He always kept a close eye on your expressions, though. He knew you couldn't go that long, as after a few rounds, you'd get sore and having him inside you would actually hurt.

there was nothing wrong with what you were doing, you assure yourself. everyone has done this. especially if they have a partner. especially especially when they were missing them oh so much.

which is why you have both ear buds in playing your boyfriend's spicy ASMR and have two fingers stuffing your cunt currently. this is fine! the shame you were feeling had nothing on the pleasure curling in your gut. it felt so good.

you angle your fingers upward, pushing up against that delicious spot. you keen with a low moan. squelching sounds filled your ears.

"that's a good girl. doing so well for me, aren't you baby?" Hex Haywire's deep trebble of a voice purrs and your core throbs even harder. "love it when I fill you up like this? can't even speak a word, can you angel?"

a pathetic whine tumbles from your lips as you get yourself on your fingers. thrusting in and out with the dirty praises in your ears. you always had a thing for his voice. the way he talks was so sexy. and when he seduced you with it was a whole new game. he knew you loved his voice, and spent no time teasing you. Hex would lean in and whisper in that velvety voice of his and you'd tweak. it made him laugh every time.

and now you're getting so close. your boyfriend moans loud and proud and it helps you reach your peak. just a few more thrusts and--

in the middle of your eyes fluttering in ecstasy, your room door opens. your eyelids fly open and you freeze with your legs wide open, panty hanging low around your ankle on the bed with the bedsheets pushed to the side. your clothes strewn about on the floor. your glistening folds on display. and the sinful "music" as background.

speak of the devil, it's your boyfriend, back from the student council meeting.

your chest heaves quickly as you stare at each other. your face burns in embarrassment to be caught in such a predicament. your hand between your thighs and moaning like a whore. you slowly tap your earbud to stop the ASMR. never breaking eye contact.

more awkward silence. Hex's eyes drop to your soaked fingers and you close your legs finally in shame. in a blink he stands in front of you and forces your legs back open. you squeak in surprise.

"i was only gone for a couple hours," he teases with that deep timbre of his. Hex's glasses flash as he observes your form. he licks his lips. "and look how wet you are already. did you miss me that much, my love?"

"i--" you start, gaze darting elsewhere.

"use your words, baby," Hex cooes, rubbing a circle on your knee. it's distracting. and so is the way he's practically devouring you with his eyes.

you stammer. "i just! you know. we haven't been able to- to spend time together a-and i was missing you! that's all."

""that's all"?" he repeats, glasses sliding down his nose as he gazes down at you. you nod furiously. "so this is why i come home to hearing you moan and shoving your fingers inside your pussy?"

you flush at his vulgar words but nod all the same. he clicks his tongue with a shake of his head.

"this won't do. my darling will not suffer alone. what are you even listening to anyway?"

Hex snatches your phone and you watch with owlish eyes. he double taps your screen and reads. a smile slowly appears. he puts it on the bedside table. you blink up at him, fingers still knuckle deep inside you. he gently takes your wrist and tugs slowly. you shudder at the loss of weight but you quickly gain it back when Hex replaces your fingers with his.

you cry out at the sensitivity and he seizes the opportunity to eat you right up. lips moving passionately against your own as he lazily pumps his fingers inside your heat. you buck your hips against his hand, noises of pleasure wantonly muffled. he nips at your bottom lip and soothes it with his tongue. you open your mouth instantly, which earns a low rumble of approval. his tongue dances with yours in seconds, wet kissing sounds and the sound of your cunt swallowing his calloused digits.

he pulls away from your mouth and you chase after him with a soft whine. Hex chuckles, takes your chin in his other hand. he murmurs words of affirmation and love as his motions slow inside you. "it's okay, I'll make you feel good baby."

you grab his big wrist and bat your pretty eyelashes at him. "please papi. need your cock. miss you so much."

your tongue grazes over his thumb and he sucks in a breath. his eyelids are heavy with desire as he pulls his fingers away to lick them clean. your legs quake with anticipation and your cunt pulses. wordlessly, he takes the backs of your knees and yanks you toward him, your back on the bed in seconds. he rips off his belt, unzips his pants and they drop around his feet. your boyfriend stands at the foot of your bed and your hair fans out around your head. you grip the sheets, preparing yourself as you look at his weeping cock, the tip an angry red and leaking with pre cum. he strokes himself a few times, ensuring his length was nice and hard with a hiss.

Hex runs his hand through his hair. "you ready, darling?"

you nod eagerly. "yes, daddy."

"good girl," Hex growls before pushing himself in.

your nails dig into the sheets, back curved like a bow. everytime you got intimate with him, your body still needed to adjust to his…well. big size. it was a feat to get the monster inside you. but with the price of walking privileges and rearranging your insides. it was so worth it.

your walls clamp around him and your boyfriend gives a low groan, cursing underneath his breath. tears rim your eyes.

"'so big," you mumble with heavy breaths.

Hex leans forward to give you a forehead kiss, his other hand snaking around your leg to your core. he shushes you and presses circles against your clit. you moan softly, focusing on the pleasure rather than the burn of ths stretch.

a few minutes pass. you nod. Hex slowly buries himself in you and the both of you sigh in pleasure. before your boyfriend sets a punishing yet delicious pace to have your eyes rolling backward. skin against skin. sweat dripping. cries in the air along with the scent of sex. his balls slapping against your ass with each thrust. he cages you in with his arms, moaning shamelessly about how tight and how good you feel around his dick. how he missed you and wished for this gorgeous pussy around his cock every day. how much he wants to fuck you and make you cream around his length over and over and over…

you exchange clawing the sheets to clawing his back and the bed thumps hard against the wall. neither of you cared. only for the sweet build up of pleasure burning in your guts, and the way each other sounds. you hiccup and moan his name, along with calling him "papi". it drives him feral, and he responds with calling you his "good little slut" and driving you deep into the mattress. your legs hold on for dear life around his waist.

"'m close!" you babble at him, panting and whimpering.

"come," Hex orders, voice gravelly. "come for me, babygirl. be a good girl and come for papi, yeah? fuck, you c-can do that, right slut?"

and with a high pitched stutter of a cry, you release hard onto his length, the frothy ring spreading and dripping onto the bed sheets. again, you could care less. your walls squeeze like a vice around him and he helps you ride your orgasm out with a set jaw. and with that Hex groans as he pulls out, pumping himself a few good times before coming all over your stomach, hot semen coating your sweaty skin.

he plops beside you with a huff, brushing the hair out of your face. you giggle breathlessly and hold his hand against your face. he chuckles himself, gaze full of adoration as he looks you over real quick.

"I'll get you a towel, clean you up."

Hex rises, smiling at you sweetly. "want any snacks? water? should i start the bath tub too?"

you get up on your elbows. "all the above, please."

"anything for my princess."

and he pads off with a goofy smile on his face. you smirk as you stare at his ass as he walks away.

this was truly the life.