#y yeah

sub! silver and afab! reader.

warnings: smut, wet dreams, thighs, foot play, reader is like...idk??? not dominant but like????? yeah

[p.s: I am just a horny virgin man I don't know how this actually works]

silver who loves thighs. he's veryyy subtle about it, but when he rests on your thighs, he falls asleep in 3 seconds flat and is difficult to wake up.

imagine dressing up in thigh highs and short bottoms- shorts, skirts, you name it- that only shows a sliver of skin for fun, and then coincidentally crossing paths with the knight.

there's this very intense gaze on you all of a sudden from silver, his aurora eyes boring into the inch of skin revealed by your clothing. even if you didn't talk to him, just waving hi to you in passing, it'll stay fresh on his mind for hours, no, days after that.

if you're close, he might try asking you to wear something like that again. if you ask him why he'll uncharacteristically stutter, something like:

"you... look good in them."

-

your foot palms the bulge in his pants, his eyes glazing when he looks up at you. you look so ethereal, the light shining behind you like a halo.

he rests his head between your thighs, moaning when you press down hard on his shaft, leaking precum. he feels his face grow warm when your hand gently guide his head towards the middle of your thighs, softly squishing his head- a complete contrast to your onslaught against the head of his penis.

"can i take my pants off... please..." he remembers to ask for permission, a little bit of drool slipping out when you direct mean touches towards it.

"of course you can." you permit, and he hisses when it hits the cold air around him.

wordlessly, he begins pressing kisses against your thigh, diving into your underwear until he reaches your pussy. he pushes the measly fabric aside, hot breaths panting against your glistening clit.

his arms wrap tighter around your waist, pulling you closer as he directs small, hesitant kitten licks against your flower, moaning at the taste. you taste so good, he could cum just from eating you out.

there is no rhythm, each of you going at your own pace, determined to make the other feel as good as they have done to you.

silver sucks against your pussy hard when you press against his foot just right, a climax about to reach its limit. he doesn't tell you when he's coming, only gripping your thighs and eating you out with much more vigor than before.

the only telltale sign you get is the wet, sticky cum that gushes all over your socked feet, its juices covering the entirety of it.

silver is met with the same, with the sudden pressing of your thighs as a warning when slick covers his face abruptly. well, not that he minds.

hesitantly, he pushes himself of off you, your juices sticking against his face in long strips as he dazedly look up at your blissed out face, pleased at his handiwork.

"you made such a mess down here..." you lift your leg covered cum, pressing it against the side of his face. "clean it up."

a dark flush spreads against silver's cheek, but he obediently obeys, licking the semen off your foot until not a speck is left.

"good boy." you coo, angling his face up so you can congratulate him.

he moans into the kiss helplessly, tongue deftly obeying your orders as you take the lead, only separating to breathe in some air. his eyes are half lidded when you swipe some cum of his face, only for him to drag your thumb back into his mouth, never breaking eye contact.

a grin is painted on your face when you coo.

"wanna go again?"

-

gh!

he wakes in a rush, eyes blinking rapidly to adjust to the darkness.

what the hell was that?!

The clip of Tubbo sacrificing himself by jumping in front of the firework aimed at Tommy during doomsday: exists

made this after realizing yttd has me fucked up and this is literally my fictional character spectrum