kenz's kitchen

Riddle Rosehearts 🌹:

Ever since the two of you started dating, Riddle has been taking baking lessons with Trey! His main goal was to learn to bake sweet treats for your dates! He kept this a secret from you until your one year anniversary, which he planned to make a strawberry tart for you!

During the first Heartslabyul Unbirthday party you attended, you had absolutely loved the chestnut tart that Trey had served. Your love for that tart gave Riddle the idea to make you his favorite tart: a strawberry one!

You both had decided to dine at the Mostro Lounge since Riddle managed to get a VIP table. He had also spoken to Azul and managed to have the tart be refrigerated in the kitchen!

After the main dishes had been served, Riddle requested to have the tart brought out in secret. He smiled and told you to shut your eyes as he put a small piece of the tart on his fork and brought it to your lips. Your eyes remained closed as your lips close around the fork.

The sweet texture of the tart immediately floods your senses as you open your eyes, staring back into Riddle’s own eyes.

“That’s delicious! What is that?” You ask as you swallow the dessert. Riddle smiles at you and begins to speak, but all of the sudden you find yourself unable to pay any attention to his words.

You find yourself unable to swallow as your throat feels like it’s shrinking. Your hands fly to your throat as you begin to gasp for air.

Riddle is mid-sentence, smiling softly as he wipes a bit of cream from his own fork. He hears your ragged wheeze. He looks up. The gentle look on his face vanishes instantly.

Your skin is flushing bright red. Your hands fly to your neck. You look at him with wide, watering eyes.

"Darling?" Riddle’s voice is light, tentative. You continue to pry at your neck.

The strict, composed Housewarden disappears. Riddle stands up so fast his chair crashes backward onto the carpet. His face drains of all color. He looks whiter than a sheet of paper. His hands start shaking uncontrollably.

He steps over the fallen chair and drops straight to his knees right beside you. He grabs your hands, pulling them away from your throat.

"No, no, no! Don't choke! Breathe, please, look at me and breathe!" Riddle—who knows every rule by heart—forgets all medical protocol. He looks around the restaurant wildly, completely terrified. He screams at the top of his lungs, "ANYONE! HELP HER!"

Riddle has never felt so helpless in his life as the employees of the Lounge scramble to find medicine. When you’re finally stabilized, Riddle continuously apologizes since he believes it’s his fault. You explain that you were allergic to strawberries and didn’t ever think to tell him since you had only seen chestnut tarts at Heartslabyul so far.

After this experience though, Riddle never ever even eats a strawberry tart near you for fear of you suffering again.

Jack Howl 🐺:

Jack never considered himself a good chef. He always preferred to only use the kitchen for purposes of working out, such as making high protein dinners. When the two of you began dating, you asked Jack if he would help you begin working out regularly. Of course he agreed with a happy grin and wag of his tail.

The two of you agreed to start running together in the morning, so after you left Savanaclaw for the night, Jack decided to make some granola for your guys run!

While jogging, Jack made sure to stoop down from his usual speed so he could go at the same pace as you. After your mile run, you both went back to Savanaclaw. You sit down on his bed as you continue to catch your breath from the run.

Jack is still in peak condition though, so he begins to rummage through his backpack until he pulls out his container of granola. He takes a piece for the both of you and hands it to you with a smile.

Jack sits down beside you on his bed. He happily begins crunching on his own portion as he starts to shut the baggie. Then he stands up and turns away from you while he puts the granola away. But then, he hears a strange, wet, whistling sound as you try to inhale.

He turns his head, and his ears instantly spike straight up. Your chest is heaving, your face is turning a mottled red, and you are clawing at your collar.

"Hey, you alright? Out of breath?" Jack asks, leaning in. Then he sees your panicked eyes and the hives breaking out on your neck. After seeing this, he immediately panics.

His ears pin flat against his head, and his tail goes completely stiff. His large hands hover over you, shaking violently. He wants to help, but he is terrified that touching you might make it worse. Jack slides to the floor in front of you, quickly taking your two hands off your neck and instructing you to breathe.

 "No, no, no, don't do this! Breathe! Come on, just take a deep breath!" his voice cracks, completely losing its usual gruff weight. His wolf instincts kick in, but they only amplify his terror. He lets out a low, stressed whine from the back of his throat.

“LEONA! RUGGIE! ANYONE! HELP!"

Realizing no one is coming fast enough, Jack's panicked freezing turns into frantic, desperate action. He leans close, his golden eyes wide and glassy with unshed tears.

“I'm sorry, I'm so sorry baby. Hold on, okay? Just hold on to me." He doesn't wait for you to answer. Jack gathers you up into his arms, lifting you effortlessly against his chest. You shake your head desperately as you continue to heave.

He looks down at you and you motion towards your purse that’s on his bed. Jack grabs it as he continuously repeats for you to breathe.

“Give me one second, baby..” Jack mutters in his deep voice as he rummages through your purse and pulls out the epi-pen package that’s inside. Without missing a beat, Jack injects it. He holds onto your arm, stroking it up and down in a comforting sense. After a moment, you speak weakly.

“J-Jack.. gotta go to the infirmary.. ok?” You whisper to him. He immediately nods with a quiet grunt as he lifts you up and carries you to the infirmary on the main campus.

After you’ve recovered, Jack was the first person to visit you. He sat in the chair beside your bed, carrying a bouquet of flowers. The very first thing he said to you was how sorry he was. You softly took hold of his hand and assured him that none of it was his fault.

To this day, Jack won’t ever put peanut butter in anything he makes. In fact, during every date night, he will ask the waiter if there’s peanuts, simply because he doesn’t want you getting another allergic reaction.

Azul Ashengrotto 🐙:

Azul had just purchased the most elegant tea set along with the most delicious tea mixes one can find. He was eager to celebrate another successful year running the Lounge, so he invited you to the VIP room with him as a date.

The table was a beautiful display of candles and flowers, set up by yours truly. Azul had also made sure to put out the tea cups and plates on his own for fear Floyd would break one. Once you arrived, Azul pulled out your seat for you before sitting across the table. He carefully poured the tea into the two porcelain cups.

Before starting to drink, he excused himself for a moment, hurriedly getting up and going to the kitchen. Azul comes back with a big smile and a small tray of lilac macarons. As he puts them on the table, he tells you how rare it is to find such a recipe.

You thank him before bringing one to your lips, biting into it. Within seconds, a terrifying tightness has taken over your windpipe. Azul had continued speaking as he poured himself more tea. You had no idea what he said, but he looked up, clearly expecting a response, only to stop dead in his tracks when he saw your face.

Just then, a terrible choking noise comes from you as you heave heavily, tears brimming in your eyes. You grab the teacup, hoping that the liquid will help. However, the teacup falls from your fingers, shattering against the hardwood floor. Your face turns bright red as you claw at your throat.

Azul’s polished smile instantly vanishes. His eyes dart from your panicked face to the half-eaten macaron. His mind, usually a hyper-fast calculator, grinds to a screeching halt. Almond flour. Those macarons are made almost entirely of almond flour. He forgot your severe tree nut allergy.

The Azul that is always cool and calculated seems to slip away as he lunges across the table, effectively knocking over the teapot. He doesn’t even blink, solely focused on helping you. His hands, which are usually precise and steady, shake almost violently as he tries to grip your shoulders.

“No, no no no… This isn’t happening!” Azul stammers. As your choking continues, he grabs your hands and leans down beside you.

“Breathe love… look at me and breathe. That’s an order!” He tries to act all tough, but he’s genuinely breaking down as he yells for help.

Azul, who always has a plan for every single scenario, is utterly paralyzed by his own mistake. Tears of pure terror well up behind his glasses. He clutches his head, his voice cracking into a desperate shriek, "JADE! FLOYD! POTION CABINET! NOW!"

The Tweels run in, Floyd immediately comments, “Awww, look at how red Shrimpy is… guess she really is Shrimpy..” One look from Azul makes the two of them run to grab a potion for an antidote. Azul continues to comfort you and try to keep you awake, all while mumbling that it’s his fault. You shake your head, desperately trying to tell your boyfriend it’s not his fault.

The second the boys get back with the potion, Azul quickly grabs it and guides it to your mouth without a second to waste. As you finally take a ragged, gasping breath, Azul collapses against your chair. He wraps his arms tightly around your waist, burying his face in your lap. He is shaking so hard and continuously weeping, whispering apologies over and over.

When your breathing has stabilized, you run a hand through his soft hair, assuring him it wasn’t his fault at all.

And that my friends is the story of why Azul refuses to put anything with almond flour on the menu.

Kalim Al Asim ⚜️:

For the past few weeks, Kalim had been learning to bake! He knew you had a sweet tooth, so his main goal was to make a dessert you like! He invited you to Scarabia after class one day, and of course you came!

The lounge of the dorm had a massive picnic blanket laid down for the two of you. Kalim was no where in sight, so you sat down and waited. After a moment, Kalim practically skipped out of the Scarabia kitchen. His face lit up when he saw you.

He bounds over to you, his eyes sparkling with pure pride, holding a beautifully frosted cupcake. Before you can even say hello, he laughs gleefully and shoves a massive bite right into your mouth.

Within seconds, your smile freezes. A terrifying, burning tightness locks your throat.

Kalim is barely paying attention as he claps his hands together, his gold bangles jingling happily. "I made it myself! I used tons of real coconut flakes inside the batter because they're so sweet and—"

He stops cheering. The sound of you violently coughing and wheezing cuts him off.

Your hands fly to your throat. You try to spit out the food, but the allergic reaction is already hitting you with full force. Your chest heaves desperately for air, and bright red hives erupt across your neck. Kalim stares at you, his joyful grin slowly morphing into a look of absolute, unadulterated horror. He truly had no idea about your severe coconut allergy.

Kalim sinks completely to the floor, his usual happy demeanor is long gone. The plate of cupcakes is abandoned on the floor as he grabs your arms.

“Hey... what's wrong? Why can't you breathe? Did I do something bad?!" As you gasp for air, tears instantly stream down Kalim’s face. He has never looked so small or so helpless.

“No, no, no! Please don't be hurt! Open your eyes, look at me!" He frantically starts wiping at your mouth with his bare hands, trying to get rid of any remaining crumbs, sobbing openly.

He turns his head toward the lounge entrance and screams with a cracked, terrified voice, "Jamil! JAMIL! HELP ME! PLEASE, JAMIL!"

Jamil was just inside of the kitchen, and immediately came out upon hearing the pure terror in Kalim’s voice.

“What do you want Kalim-“ He starts off clearly annoyed, but the second he sees you, his eyes widen.

“What did you do??” Jamil grumbles at Kalim as he gently pushes him out of the way, quickly analyzing you.

Kalim is completely paralyzed by guilt, clutching your hand against his chest. "I didn't know, Jamil! I just wanted to make something nice! Fix them, please fix them!"

After realizing you’re having an allergic reaction, Jamil instantly pulls an emergency antidote vial from his belt and forces you to swallow it. Kalim watches the entire thing with wide, tear-filled eyes, rocking back and forth on his knees and holding his breath.

The moment your breathing stabilizes and you take a deep, shaky gasp of air, Kalim lets out a loud sob. He throws his arms completely around you, burying his face into your neck. He holds you so tightly it almost hurts, weeping uncontrollably and begging for your forgiveness over and over again while Jamil tries to calm him down.

You hold Kalim close, pressing a kiss to his head. You assure him it’s not his fault.

Safe to say Kalim never was allowed in the kitchen again based on Jamil’s order.

Vil Schoenheit 👑:

Vil had finally perfected his newest concoction! You were always complaining about how you never had any ideas for protein shakes, which gave Vil the idea to make one for you!

After experimenting with some ingredients, he poured it into a crystal glass and hands it to you with a proud, elegant smile.

The two of you head back to Vil’s dorm as he wants to show you his new skincare product. You sit on his bed and take a few large sips of the refreshing drink. Within thirty seconds, a terrifying constriction tightens around your throat.

Vil sits at his vanity while explaining the dermatological benefits of his creation. He pauses mid-sentence when he hears you let out a sharp, choked gasp.

Your glass slips from your fingers, shattering on the polished floor and spilling the thick liquid everywhere. Your hands fly to your neck as you struggle desperately to draw in a single breath.

Vil’s perfect posture completely vanishes. He leans forward, his amethyst eyes darting from the spilled smoothie to your rapidly swelling lips and flushing skin. Kiwi. He added fresh kiwi extract for the vitamin C boost. He forgot your severe kiwi allergy.

The poised, flawless celebrity and Housewarden completely breaks character. Vil leaps up from his chair, ignoring the glass shards cutting into the soles of his expensive boots.

All the color drains from his beautiful face, leaving him a ghostly, trembling pale. His hands—usually so steady and precise—shake violently as he practically leaps up from his chair and kneels in front of you.

“No, no, this is impossible," he stammers, his voice completely losing its regal melody and turning into a sharp, panicked whisper. "Breathe, darling. Look at my face. Match my breathing right now! That is an order!" For the first time in his life, Vil loses control of his emotions. Tears of pure horror well up in his eyes, threatening to ruin his immaculate makeup.

He grips your shoulders, looking toward the door in a blind panic, and screams with a cracked, frantic voice: "ROOK! INFIRMARY POTION, IMMEDIATELY!"

Realizing your eyes are beginning to roll back, Vil's panic transforms into a desperate, hyper-focused survival instinct. He cups your face.

"Stay with me! Do not dare close your eyes, do you hear me? I will not let anything happen to you!"

Rook opens the door, already holding a high-grade magical antidote flask.

“You called, Roi du poison?” Vil doesn't waste a single second. He snatches the flask from Rook's hand with terrifying speed and precision, carefully but firmly forcing the liquid past your lips.

 The moment you take a ragged, loud gasp of air and your airway reopens, Vil collapses forward against your knees. He buries his face in your lap, his shoulders shaking with silent, heavy sobs. He clutches the fabric of your clothes tightly, repeating your name and whispering "I'm so sorry" over and over again, completely refusing to let anyone touch him or move him away from you.

After arriving in the infirmary when Vil finally gets up and escorts you, you assure him that none of it was his fault.

Vil decided that no matter the benefits of kiwis, they weren’t allowed in any part of his diet for your sake.

Idia Shroud 🖥️:

While you and Idia had played some cooking simulation together, you made a little comment about how romantic it is when someone makes food for their s/o. This immediately gave Idia the idea to make you something. The only problem? He had literally no knowledge of cooking. His idea of a meal was instant ramen.

After much contemplation, Idia decided to make you a snack instead since you both always snacked while gaming. He spent three days meticulously researching a recipe for a custom, gaming-themed blue gelatin dessert to surprise you with during your co-op session.

He slides the glowing plate over to you with a proud, nervous fidget of his fingers. You take a big spoonful then you both begin playing.

Within a few minutes, a terrifying, suffocating tightness locks your throat.

Idia slouches in his gaming chair, tapping his fingers on the game controller. As he awaits your review of the snack, he hears a horrible, choked wheeze cut through the room.

He spins around to face you. Your spoon clatters to the desk. Your face is flushing a dangerous, dark red, and your hands are clawing frantically at your neck as you gasp for air.

Idia’s flaming blue hair instantly spikes, turning a frantic, hot orange at the tips. His eyes track from your panicked expression to the blue dessert.

His first reaction is to rack his head for all the ingredients in the gelatin. He used a specific type of organic gelatin powder derived from fish bones to get the perfect translucent texture. He forgot your severe seafood allergy.

Idia scrambles out of his chair, throwing off his headset resulting in his character in game dying. His usual physical affection anxiety goes out the window as he sinks to your level and grabs your hands from your throat.

“Breathe! Please, your HP bar is dropping, just breathe! What do I do?! I don't have a revive potion for this!"

Without wasting a second, Idia knows what he has to do. He jumps up and types into his ipad quickly. He immediately sends a ‘message’ straight to Ortho.

Within seconds, Ortho hovers into the room, his internal medical scanners instantly flashing red as they detect your allergic reaction.Idia is paralyzed on the floor, clutching the hem of your shirt, sobbing hysterically.

“I ruined it! I poisoned her! Ortho, fix it, please, I'll delete all my accounts, just save her!" Ortho doesn't hesitate. A mechanical panel on his arm slides open, deploying an automatic epinephrine injector. He quickly administers it to your thigh while Idia covers his eyes, hyperventilating in total agony.

 As the medicine takes effect and you let out a long, ragged gasp for oxygen, Idia collapses completely against your legs. He wraps his long arms around your knees, hiding his face in his hoodie, shaking violently. He just keeps weeping into your lap, utterly traumatized by his own mistake. Ortho does a final check of all your vitals before going to get the Headmage. Idia continues to apologize repeatedly, to which you reply stating none of it is his fault.

Idia is never having anything other than instant ramen and energy drinks.

Lilia Vanrouge 🦇:

Lilia had been trying to get someone to try his new stew recipe, but it seemed like no one wanted to! He genuinely didn’t understand, sure the stew wasn’t the most appealing color, but it couldn’t be that bad! Just as he’s about to put the stew into a container for later, you come into Diasomnia.

Your boyfriend immediately grins and teleports to you along with his spoon.

“Say Ahhh~ my dear!” Lilia slides the spoon into your mouth as you’re about to speak.

“I spent all morning perfecting the recipe!” He exclaims as he starts to walk back towards the lounge. You swallow and start to follow, but before you can even take a step, you freeze.

Within only seconds, it seems your heart was beating out of your chest and your throat was tightening. You try to tell him what is happening, but only a wet, raspy wheeze leaves your lips. Your hands fly to your neck as your vision begins to blur at the edges. The mushroom Lilia used as a secret ingredient is something your body absolutely cannot handle.

Lilia’s playful, mischievous grin vanishes instantly. The ancient fae looks younger and more terrified than you have ever seen him.

"My beloved? What's wrong? Is it that bad—" He cuts himself off as he notices your pale skin flushing violently, your chest heaving for air that won't come. "No, no, no! You're suffocating!"

The spoon plops on the floor, splashing purple broth as Lilia drops it without a care. He catches you right as your knees buckle, pulling your collapsing body tightly against his chest. His hands tremble violently against your back—a rare, horrifying sight for someone who has survived centuries of war.

"Silver! Sebek! Someone help!" Lilia screams, his voice cracking with a raw, desperate panic that echoes through the empty halls. He doesn't wait for an answer. Dark, crackling magical energy erupts around you both, and with a violent snap of teleportation magic, the dorm vanishes.

You materialize directly onto a cot in the school infirmary. Lilia is frantic, tearing through the medical cabinets, smashing potion bottles aside in a blind panic to find an epinephrine draft or a universal antidote.

"Hold on, please, just keep your eyes on me!" he begs, his voice shaking as he rushes back to your side, pressing a cool, glowing green hand against your chest to force healing magic into your lungs. "I'm so sorry... I didn't know... Please, look at me, don't close your eyes!"

You continue to gasp for air as your senses start to spin together. Before long, the nurse has came into the infirmary and began preparing an injection. After you have recovered, Lilia apologizes as he holds your hand. He offers to bake you a cake in celebration of your recovery, however you quickly declined… his apology is enough.

To this day, Lilia keeps track of every ingredient that goes into his ‘concoctions’ and reviews with you beforehand.

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hehehe I loved writing this! I would let myself have an allergic reaction to a Kalim cupcake, maybe that’s my red flag 🤔 I HOPE YOU ALLLLL ENJOYED!

everlasting love! mwah, kenz

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Riddle Rosehearts 🌹:

❥ Riddle is completely in denial of his own romantic feelings, so the two of you trying to date would end in stalemate over and over.

❥ After your relationship reaches a boiling point where the tension is exhausting nearly all of Heartslabyul, you two probably argued about something petty. Who knew that would’ve been the last straw before you two started dating?

❥ Riddle would probably pull you aside after this. He’s blushing from his neck to the tips of his ears as he formally asks you to be his girlfriend. You would roll your eyes as you crossed your arms. After ‘thinking’ for a moment, you nod and decree, “Fine… I guess I can tolerate you…”

❥ Riddle knows this is your version of ‘Yes!’ so he would let out a small breath he didn’t even know he was holding.

❥ As you date, Riddle makes it his mission to basically decode your mannerisms. For instance, he knows now that your harsh eye rolls usually mean you care the most.

❥ Expect lots of blushing wars. We’ve all seen how red Riddle can get. Ace and Deuce will endlessly tease both of you. They call you two the ‘Blush Brigade’ because you both turn bright red whenever you enter a room together. (not to your faces…)

❥ The two of you probably have a lot of study dates together. Riddle loves spending time with you so why not use studying as an excuse to see you? You always accept the invitations because it’s ’just for grades.’ You both always end up cuddled with books and snacks.

❥ As the relationship progresses, Riddle will probably try to help you out with ‘proper etiquette’ as he likes to call it. You mean well of course, but Riddle cannot help but scold you when you bring in a cup of tea and say, “Take this tea. You look exhausted, you idiot.” He drinks every last drop.

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You had decided to bake Riddle a tart for an upcoming Heartslabyul celebration! He was deeply honored, especially since you weren’t even apart of Heartslabyul and owned no contributions.

As he thanks you sincerely, you scoff and fold your arms as a blush floods your face.

“I-I just had leftover ingredients from Sam’s store, that’s all! I didn’t want the strawberries to rot!”

Riddle looks at the perfectly crimped crust, which clearly took hours of meticulous effort, and tries desperately to hide his massive smile behind his teacup.

Leona Kingscholar 🦁:

❥ Quite frankly, your tsundere defenses will not work on Leona at all. In fact, your stubborn denial just makes you his new favorite target for teasing.

❥ Before you two start dating, you are constantly tracking him down to scold him about missing class. You claim that you only do it because Ruggie looks pathetic doing everything on his own. “It’s not because I care or anything! If you want to waste the day away, so be it!”

❥Leona quickly realizes that your nagging is simply an excuse so you can see him. One day, when you are scolding him as he naps under his favorite tree, he reaches up, grabs your wrist, and pulls you down right next to him.

❥You start yelling and blushing furiously, demanding he let you go. Leona just smirks, wraps a heavy arm around your waist to pin you down, and says, "If you're gonna keep coming out here to watch me sleep, you might as well make yourself useful as a pillow. 

❥ After this occurs a few times, he would probably chuckle and say, “I know you like me.” Your face would be bright red and you would be avoiding his eyes, but your silence tells Leona that he was right.

❥ While you two are dating, Leona learns how to read you like a book. He knows exactly what buttons to press in order to make you stutter, snap and turn bright red. The lion cannot help but find your fiery, angry blushes really attractive.

❥ Leona gets the award for most smug boyfriend. For example, if you got him a drink or something, but insisted you just had an extra, he would smirk and say, “Sure you did. But since you really want to feed me, I’ll drink it.”

❥ In public, Leona is definitely possessive. He will always have a hand draped over your shoulder or have you against his side. If you complain about how embarrassing it is, he will just chuckle and squeeze you tighter. In private though, he turns into a massive, lazy house cat.

❥ Savanaclaw treats you like the unofficial queen of their dorm. They are all deeply impressed that you are brave enough to yell at Leona and call him an idiot. However, they are even more shocked by the grin that spreads across Leona’s face as he teases you back.

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You march up to the bench that Leona had been napping on.

“Hey! Wake up, you oversized house cat!”

Leona doesn’t move, but his mouth twitches into a lazy smile.

“You’re loud, doll. If you’re bored, go bother Ruggie, I’m busy.”

You scoff. “Doing what? Photosynthesizing? And I’m not your doll! Anyway… Get up. I got you this!” You put the bento box you were previously holding on his lap.

Leona sits up slowly, stretching like a lion, his tail flicking behind him. He looks down at the box, then up at your burning red face.

“What’s this? You baking me treats now? I didn’t know it was my birthday.”

You turn bright red and shake your head furiously. “D-Don't flatter yourself! I made too much lunch, okay? The portions at the cafeteria are stupidly huge. I was just going to throw the leftovers in the trash, but then I remembered how much you complain about being hungry. I just didn't want to waste food!"

Leona picks up the box. He unties the cloth wrapper, revealing perfectly cut meat dishes, neatly arranged with vegetables shaped like little stars. It looks like it took two hours of meticulous prep.

“Leftovers, huh? Funny. Because these containers are brand new. And last time I checked, the cafeteria doesn't serve seasoned prime beef on Tuesdays."

You stare at him, your face turning the color of a Heartslabyul rose. "I…that's…shut up! Just eat it or give it back, you jerk!"

You reach out to snatch the box back, but Leona is faster. In one swift motion, he catches your wrist, yanks you forward, and pulls you right down onto his lap. His heavy arm winds tightly around your waist, trapping you against his chest.

"Leona! Let me go! Someone is going to see us! You're heavy, get off!"

"Nah. You brought me lunch, so now you have to stay and watch me eat it. That's the tax for waking me up.”

"You are the absolute worst. I'm never bringing you anything ever again." You pout and cross your arms, but you never actually stop him.

Leona bites into a piece of meat, purring softly against your back. "Yeah, yeah. Keep lying to yourself, herbivore. See if I care. But make sure it’s steak next time, got it?"

"...Fine. Whatever."

Azul Ashengrotto 🐙:

❥ It all begins when you become a regular at the Lounge. You insist it’s because the library is always full and the drinks are decent. However, Azul, the ever calculating businessman, sees right through this.

❥ Finally, he sits across from you one night with a ledger. He smiles at you as he begins to go through it. “According to my data, you have visited the lounge fourteen times this month, spent exactly 4,200 madols, and looked at me precisely eighty-six times. If you wanted my attention, you didn't need to pay for it."

❥ You turn into a bright red stammering mess. You insist that he is a scamming narcissist, but the entire time, he just smiles at you. When you’re finally done, he pulls out a literal contract. He slides it across the table. It’s an invitation to dinner. You roll your eyes, but immediately sign, claiming you were just agreeing so you could have a free meal.

❥ Whenever you get him anything, he examines it as if it’s a precious artifact. You always insist that it was on sale, or you had an extra. Azul always knows what’s in stock at Sam’s though, so good luck keeping up that lie.

❥ In private, Azul lets his facade down. He gets incredibly insecure about his weight and childhood struggles. When he begins to overthink though, you grab him by his tie and demand he stop talking bad about himself. “Stop talking idiot. You’re brilliant, you’re handsome, and if you keep insulting yourself, I’m going to throw this tea at you."

❥ This man does not believe in casual. Every date, he’s going to be pulling out the fanciest tables and dishes. You probably complain how extra it is as you stuff your face full of the delicious foods. He’ll already know how much you love those specific dishes based on previous dates and conversations.

❥ Dating Azul honestly doesn’t have much physical affection involved simply due to his own insecurities, so he probably showers you with lots of gifts. You insist he’s trying to buy your love, but trust me, he sees you wear that necklace around everyday and smile thoughtfully at it when you think no one’s looking.

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Your boyfriend had been working in his office basically all weekend. You had noticed he had skipped multiple meals during that period in order to finish paperwork.

You storm into his office holding a plate of fried chicken. “Eat this right now, you absolute moron! If you faint from exhaustion, the Lounge’s stocks will tank and I won’t be able to get free coffee anymore.”

Azul looks up from his paperwork with a smirk. “My, how terrifying. But according to my records, you don’t even like coffee. And when Jade left his shift, he told me you had spent three hours in the kitchen preparing this dish.”

You turn bright red. “Jade’s lying! He must’ve seen someone else.. Just shush and eat it!”

Azul takes a bite, then thinks carefully. “Delicious. I suppose I'll have to pay you back by holding your hand for the rest of the evening. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone it was your idea."

Immediately, you roll your eyes before turning around to leave, hiding your blush. "...I hate you so much." You mumble.

Jamil Viper 🐍:

❥ It all starts when you begin hanging out in Scarabia nearly everyday. At first, Jamil is convinced you’re there as Kalim’s friend, but you then start spending most of your time in the kitchen with Jamil.

❥ When he finally calls you out bluntly when the two of you are alone, you insist that you’re only in there because Kalim sometimes gives you a headache. Jamil stops whatever he is doing and looks straight at you. “If you want to talk to me, you don’t need to have an excuse. Your face turns red every time I even look at you.” You stutter out some insult, but no real malice is behind it.

❥ After he has finished his work, he will step closer and let out a rare chuckle. “If you really don’t like me, then I guess you don’t want to go to the oasis tomorrow with me?” You sit there for a second, unclear what game he’s playing as he smirks at you. Finally, you insist on going so he doesn’t get sunburnt. (real smooth pal..)

❥ After that, Jamil properly asks you out, and you make some remark but agree nonetheless. Overall, your boyfriend is way too smart to be fooled by your defenses. If you gave him a snack or drink, he would just smile knowingly since that meant you were worried about him.

❥ In public, physical touch is pretty rare since Jamil likes to keep his life private. Behind closed doors, he is incredibly attentive. He will quietly guide you by the small of your back or pull you into a tight, grounding hug from behind when he is stressed. Although you may huff when he squeezes you too hard, he always can’t help but smile when he feels your own arms wrap around him.

❥ Jamil absolutely loves cooking for you. He enjoys the challenge, which is having to adjust the spice levels based on your mood. If you’re being completely stubborn one day, you may huff and complain that the curry is too bland.

❥He will smirk quietly and slide a dish of extra hot spices across the counter. "Is that so? Go ahead and add more then. Let's see if your tongue is as tough as your attitude." He knows exactly how much heat you can actually take, and he loves watching you back down with a blush.

❥ While Jamil is a safe place for you, you are also a safe place for him. Your boyfriend spends at least 99% of his day putting on a fake, polite smile for Kalim, his classmates, and teachers. When he’s alone with you, his face completely drops into his natural, deadpan, slightly grumpy expression. You know this is the ultimate sign of trust, so as much as you grumble about him resting his head on you, you cannot help but softly caress his head.

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You find your way to the gym where the basketball club is taking place at. The second Jamil sees you, he comes over with a smile.

"You walked all the way to gym from Ramshackle, just to hand me this? I'm touched." He teases you, which is rare for Jamil.

You blush furiously as you scoff. "I was already headed by here. Ace dropped his bottle, and I picked it up by mistake. I was just going to throw it away, but you looked pathetic sweating."

Jamil takes the bottle from your hand, scanning it for a second, which confuses you. Then a smirk comes across his face. "Is that why your name is literally written on the bottom of the bottle?"

You stare at him in shock. “...I hate you." Jamil chuckles in response before running back onto the court. You find yourself watching him play. Before long, you’re completely engrossed as you sit on the bleachers. Since there was quite a few other students, you figured he wouldn’t see you, but every time he made a basket, he would look up at you and smirk.

Vil Schoenheit 👑:

❥ Ever since your first encounter with Vil, you found yourself wanting to see more of the actor. Of course you couldn’t let him know that, so you began going to Pomefiore under the guise of needing skincare advice. You insisted you only wanted Vil’s help, he’s the fairest one after all.

❥ If anyone can see through poor acting, it’s Vil. So while you desperately try to convince him you’re only spending time with him because everyone else is incompetent, he knows the truth. As he applies a custom face mask to your face, he leans in close purposefully. You turn bright red and demand he move back.

❥ He looks you dead in the eye and smiles beautifully. "A true actor knows when his audience is captivated. Your skin is flawless, but your lying skills are utterly dreadful. If you want a kiss, you merely have to ask." Your explosive, stuttering blush is all the confirmation he needs.

❥ This man is incredibly perceptive as well. He can see past every single attitude you have. When you set down an extremely rare bottle of herbal tea and start demanding he drink it since he apparently looks, ‘pale and exhausted’, he doesn’t even bat an eye. Vil adjusts his makeup as he sips the tea elegantly. “Thank you for making sure my beauty goes untarnished, darling.”

❥ Vil is a fashion icon who always wears perfectly tailored, high fashion clothing. However, he secretly loves seeing you wear his clothes. While hanging out, you would exclaim about how cold it is and throw on one of his expensive, oversized silk robes or hoodies, and aggressively complain. “Your room is literally a freezing ice box. I'm only wearing this so I don't catch hypothermia, not because it smells like you!" Vil will just smile to himself and tell you to keep the clothes, he has tons of PR items from that brand anyway.

❥ A big part of Vil’s lifestyle is his personally set diet. This diet sometimes consists of detox teas which are quite bitter. However, you cannot help but stomp into Vil’s room carrying a large box of high end pastries. You will lecture him about how he can’t be energized through bitter teas, so he needs to eat these! Vil will take a snack cake and press a kiss to your hand as you blush. He just loves that your angry is just wrapped up protectiveness.

❥ Sometimes, Vil can be a bit harsh, especially with people in his dorm. If he starts lecturing you or someone else, like Epel, too harshly, you will always cross your arms, and grab his arm gently, saying, “Vil. That’s too much. Just take a breath.” Anyone else would be facing a 13 inch heel to the face for talking to him like that, but Vil will actually pause. He genuinely respects your bluntness because it snaps him out of his perfectionist spiral.

……………. »»———-　✧　———-«« ………………

As you adjust your dress in front of your mirror, Vil smiles from his spot by the doorframe. “You look absolutely breathtaking in that, darling. Truly, the fairest in the room."

You immediately whirl around, not knowing he was in there.  "W-What did you just say?! Take that back right now! I-It’s not like I’m wearing it for you or anything!”

Vil casually steps backward into the hallway as he chuckles. "Oh, dear. It seems my theory is correct, every single time I give you a genuine compliment, you instantly start chasing me down to argue."

You gasp. "I am NOT chasing you! You’re the one teasing me!” You walk over to where he’s standing now.

Your boyfriend smiles down at you and laughs. “Oh please… You could not handle me actually teasing you, darling.”

You turn bright red and punch his shoulder with your fist (softly) "GET OUT.”

Idia Shroud 🖥️:

❥ You absolutely loved gaming. However, Ramshackle genuinely has shit wifi. Therefore, after figuring out where the best internet is, you spend all your time in Ignihyde. However, there was nothing to excuse you for how close you got to Idia. It was close to the point you both gamed in his room, like in person.

❥ There was a specific event that dropped today for a game both you and Idia play, so you went to Ignihyde. However, you INSISTED you weren’t there to see him, but rather to use the internet. That same day though, you slammed a rare, limited edition figurine on his desk from his new favorite anime. “Someone gave me this as a joke! I don't want in my room because it takes up too much space, s-so you should keep it!"

❥ Idia looks at the figurine, which has like a 0.5% drop rate and was only available at an exclusive pop up shop off-campus that required waiting in at least a three hour line. His hair flares a bright, glowing pink. He hides behind his tablet, his voice cracking: "A-Are you trying to deplete my entire HP?! You stood in the 3D-world rain for three hours for a limited drop?! That's literal fiancée behavior!” You scream back that he's a delusional nerd, but neither of you denies that you are now officially co-op partners for life.

❥ Sadly, Idia understands literally every single one of your tsundere traits. I mean he’s played and watched more than enough games and shows with tsunderes. For instance, if you gave him a bento and demand he eat something other than ramen and energy drinks, he will mumble something about how it’s a classic, ‘it's-not-like-I-made-this-for-you-baka' line.

❥ The two of you most likely don’t engage in physical touch for awhile… If it happens during the beginning of the relationship, you both would be blushing messes. This is where Ortho comes in! He’s easily your biggest fan! He always scans your vitals whenever you get ‘angry’ at Idia. Ortho will brightly announce, Ortho will brightly announce, "Idy! Her heart rate has elevated by 40% and her facial temperature has risen! According to my database, this indicates a high level of romantic affection, despite her calling you an idiot!”

❥ Idia is way too terrified to even face you when he wants to say anything romantic. Therefore, he uses technology as a shield. You could just be sitting next to him on your laptop with him beside you, and all of the sudden you get a notification from Discord.

(cute) dummy: “You look really cute in that oversized hoodie today, your stats are maxed out.”

❥ You’ll punch him from his spot beside you and yell, “You’re sitting right next to me, you chicken!” His hair will turn bright red as he avoids your gaze at all costs while mumbling something about typical tsunderes.

❥ Idia firmly believes that your tsundere anger brings him extreme luck in his mobile gacha games. Whenever a highly anticipated, limited-edition character drops, he will literally crawl to your side and beg you to tap the screen for him. You roll your eyes, but tap the screen anyway. The screen immediately glows with the maximum rate drop. Idia will scream with pure joy as he starts rambling about how the tsundere catalyst is real and that you’re a good luck charm. You will turn bright red and try to hide your smile behind your own screen.

……………. »»———-　✧　———-«« ………………

Idia notices you complaining about how laggy your computer has been. Therefore, he decides to put an all-nighter to a good use by staying up and building you a fully custom one in your favorite color! He leaves it on your desk without a word.

You immediately confront him, slamming down the laptop. “What is this? I don’t need your tech support! I could’ve fixed it on my own!”

Idia’s hair instantly flares bright pink as he hides behind his tablet. “Calm down! Those are just leftover spare parts from the Ignihyde server room! I just assembled it so it wouldn't take up inventory space!"

“So why is it f/c? (favorite/color)” Idia sighs with defeat.

“I know you like that one…” He mumbles from behind his screen. You turn bright red, and Idia expects you to go full tsundere as he would call it, but instead you just say.

“Well next time at least invite me to fix it with you…” You stop for a moment, then say something else.

“Not that I need your help to fix it!”

Malleus Draconia 🐉:

❥ Poor Malleus takes everything you say literally since the first time you two spoke. You constantly find excuses to sit near him, and he doesn’t even bat an eye. You’re honestly the first person to be this open with him in his eyes.

❥ The way you two started dating is honestly humorous. He had been in the courtyard watching you look at gargoyles when you huff and tell him, “If you’re going to sit there and keep staring at me, you may as well sit down.” The fae elegantly sits beside you with a smile. “How fascinating.. Humans rarely wish to be in my presence, and yet you request I sit beside you.. If you request my company so humbly, I suppose I shall enjoy having you by my side permanently.”

❥ In response, you turn bright red before looking away. However, never once did you deny his interpretation of your words. This is just a classic example of how Malleus tends to misunderstand you. All your ‘slang’ and defense mechanisms just don’t seem like remarks to him, they seem like human poetry. Malleus genuinely makes you blush like crazy even though he has no intention on it.

❥ Malleus does not plan normal dates. He will literally materialize in your room at midnight, take your hand, and teleport the two of you to some magical flower field. You will grumble about how he ruined your sleep schedule. He will simply summon a soft blanket of green starlight for you to sit on. "Forgive me, my love. I simply could not rest until I showed you this view. Your fiery gaze makes the stars look entirely dim." You will instantly shut up and bury your face in your hands.

❥ Honestly, there are lots of sweet things that come with fae and dragon tradition that you get to learn as well! Diasomnia is naturally cold due to the structure, so Malleus always slides his formal overcoat over your shoulders. You gasp as the weight drowns you. “What are you doing?! This weighs a million pounds and it smells completely like old magic and forest rain! Take it back!"

❥He will look at you with deep, glowing eyes, a small smile playing on his lips. "Fae dragons drape their wings over their chosen mates to shield them from the cold. Since I cannot sprout my wings in this small room, my cloak must suffice. Do not take it off." You will instantly shut up, pulling the heavy fabric over your face to hide your burning blush.

❥ Malleus is completely technologically illiterate. Because of his massive magical aura, smartphones, Tamagotchis, and handheld games literally glitch, freeze, or break the second he touches them. When his digital pet dies for the tenth time and he looks genuinely heartbroken, sitting in the corner radiating a depressing dark aura, you march over.

❥ You will snatch the device, reset it for him, and snap, "Give it here, you dummy! Just tell me what buttons you want to press and I'll do it for you! Stop looking so pathetic, it's annoying!" His depressing aura instantly vanishes, replaced by bright sparkles. He loves that you aren't afraid of his destructive magical energy and that you are willing to be his "interface" with the human world. He will lean over your shoulder, chin resting on your head, and happily dictate his moves to you.

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“You're a giant, reckless idiot, Malleus! Don't you dare look at me with that stupid smile!"

Malleus is enchanted by your mannerisms as he smiles down at you. "Idiot... This is a human term of endearment for a life partner, correct? Lilia mentioned it frequently appears in your modern romantic literature."

Your face is immediately flushed with blush as you yell. "No! It means y-you’re… you’re annoying! Stop listening to Lilia, he is lying to you!"

Malleus leans in close, his glowing green eyes filled with absolute amusement. "And yet, your heart is beating with the speed of a racing stallion. I am truly honored you hold me in such fierce regard, my love."

You avert your eyes. “Y-Yeah Yeah… You too, dummy…”

“Ah! Another term of endearment!”

“MALLEUS NO-“

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

omg I absolutely adore this 🤤 I know what a tsundere is, but I have little to no experience writing or reading anything about one, therefore please bear with me loves 🫶🏼🫶🏼

Idia’s was legit based on an experience I had with an ex, so it may have been OC haha, but he’s kinda growing on me 🙈 Leona’s part is also long simply because it’s his bday! I know i’m late, but happy birthday unc!

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED ANON, I LOVE YA AND THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT!

I also just wanted to thank you all for 100 followers, it’s more than that now but I haven’t posted yet so this is technically the 100 followers post! I love you all so much and I’m glad you all enjoy reading my posts:) You all are amazing and I hope you never ever forget that!

Everlasting love! mwah, kenz 🫶🏼

This man is a closeted freak. While he may seem like an innocent bundle of joy, there’s so much more to him.

To start, he wants to try every single position that you allow him to. Kalim’s main goal is to always give you both pleasure, but that doesn’t mean he is against shaking it up every time.

Definitely the type to try every single kink once. If you don’t like it, you guys don’t have to do it, but Kalim is open to trying anything.

Kalim has no concept of condoms. He likes the feeling of your walls clenching around him without a condom, so why would he ever suggest putting one on? Therefore, if you are truly worried about it, you’ll have to always remember.

Since you two are constantly together, make outs turn into something more often. Imagine a puppy that’s just so happy to see you that he humps you like crazy, that’s Kalim. The second you two are in private, Kalim is pressing his lips to yours and slipping a hand down your pants.

I sincerely hope you want a big family. One of the main reasons Kalim doesn’t like wearing condoms is because he wants you pregnant with his kid. Actually, correct that, kids plural. This man has a breeding kink to the max.

This may be a little oc, but I personally think Kalim would want you, him, and Jamil to have a threesome. While we all know how Jamil would feel about this due to his feelings about Kalim, but Kalim seems like he would want to try at least once.

Kalim definitely gives off switch vibes. I think he would lean submissive, but once again, as long as you both are getting pleasure he’s chill.

One of the things Kalim loves most about your relationship is that he gets to spoil you rotten! He definitely buys you the most luxurious lingerie and dolls you up all pretty just to rip it all off you and fuck you while groaning about how pretty and his you looked.

He’s pretty good at aftercare. While he doesn’t have the most experience, he will get you whatever you need afterwards. Kalim deeply cares about you so he would start to pick up on what you liked afterwards and do it on his own instead of being asked.

Just to warn you… Kalim is loud. Like very loud. Jamil has definitely banged on the door and told you both to go to bed. Kalim just wants you to know how good you make him feel, so he hopes you’re loud as well to show how he makes you feel 💛

************************************************** Anon this actually made me jump for joy! Thank you for the request love, I enjoyed it so so so much!

Jack Howl

Look, you and Jack usually weren’t the type to start making out on the beach. Today was just a special kind of day though. The sun was shining, the water was crystal clear, and your boyfriend’s abs were showing. Who can resist that?

Besides, it’s not like you were the only one having difficulty keeping your hands to yourself. Jack was practically staring bullets into your skin, so allured by you.

The two of you wanted to make a sandcastle, so you intertwine hands and start exploring around the beach. Jack ended up finding a completely deserted stretch of beach behind a massive wall of rock. Before you can even put down the sand castle mold and shovels, Jack has his lips pressed to yours.

He was incredibly shy at first, but as the kiss deepened, Jack was desperately passionate. His large hands gently framed your waist as your tongues moved against each other. As he begins to feel you up softly through your swimsuit, you moan softly into the kiss. Jack’s tail wags from behind him as he continues to intensely kiss you.

Just as you begin to ‘repay’ Jack for feeling along your curves by palming his growing erection, Ace and Deuce come sprinting around the rock wall. They are currently battling each other with high-powered water blasters. A massive stream of icy water hits Jack directly in the side of his face.

Completely caught off guard by this, Jack whirls around so fast he almost gets whiplash. His entire face has turned into a shade of red that challenges even the darkest Heartslabyul rose. The second the boys realize the two of you had been kissing, Ace starts laughing hysterically.

What happened next you honestly didn’t expect at all. Your boyfriend reaches down into his own bag of sandcastle molds and shovels, and pulls out two water blasters. You are still in shock as he immediately begins spraying the hell out of Ace and Deuce as they yelp in surprise. Jack chases them all the way back to the main location of the beach, both boys screaming dramatically as they drop their own guns in the process.

Deuce has attempted to climb up a palm tree and Ace has hidden in the bathroom when Jack finally comes back, grinning victoriously. Just as you’re about to go back in for a kiss, he sprays you with the water gun, chuckling.

Ace Trappola

Your boyfriend is honestly desperate to kiss you anywhere he can. He likes to act all suave, but Ace just wants to feel your lips on his, anytime he can. To him, it’s just bonus points if you are in public and someone sees you.

That’s exactly why when you both were on the beach, he couldn’t keep his hands off you. I mean can you blame him? You looked like a total smoke show in that swimsuit (Yes you 🫵).

After swimming for a while, you lay down on the sand, eager to tan. Ace had just come back from a seashell hunt with Deuce and Epel, and he stares at your ass with a smirk. Then he lays down beside you, urging you to come check out a cool place he just found.

Before you know it, Ace has dragged you behind a stack of oversized surfboards, thinking he was a genius. He leans over you, chuckling between breathless, messy, and incredibly sweet kisses.

One of Ace’s hands is tangled in your hair while the other rests on your hip. As the kiss deepens, Ace knocks over one of the surfboards, effectively pinning you up to it as he begins to grind against you.

What your boyfriend didn’t know was that there was an abandoned life guard post on the other side of the surfboard pile. You both had no knowledge of Floyd climbing up onto the post with both a megaphone and bucket of… French fries?

You feel someone staring at you, so you pull away from the kiss, much to Ace’s dismay. He pouts as he chases your lips but you are looking up at shock at the post. Floyd doesn’t even say hi. He looks at you two, grins like a psychopath, and screams into the megaphone:

“HEYYYY, LOOKKK! FREE FOOD!” He then directly throws all the french fries on Ace’s back. Within seconds, a localized hurricane of fifty aggressive beach seagulls descend from the sky. They attack Ace like an airborne swat team.

Ace breaks the kiss with a blood-curdling shriek as birds start biting his ears, scratching his back, and pulling his hair to get to the fries. He is rolling around in the sand, screaming,

"GET THEM OFF ME! THEY'RE IN MY SHIRT! HELP,” You stare at Ace in shock, completely unsure how to help. Floyd walks past with a lazy grin.

“Sorry Shrimpy, it was feeding time.”

Floyd Leech

You would think your boyfriend would be entertained on a literal beach, but we all knew better. Floyd was insanely bored. He had already poked more than enough fun at Riddle and no one else seemed bothered by him. This deeply frustrated him, therefore, he decided to make the occasion more fun! Floyd goes over to the spot you are sunbathing and lifts you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes as you shriek. He chuckles as you pound at his back, yelling about how you just wanted to tan.

The two of you end up near the docks with jet skis. Neither of you had ever driven one before, so imagine your surprise when Floyd plops you on the back of one and sits down in front of you. You instinctively wrap your arms around his waist; you were about to yell at him to get off.

Before you can however, the eel is already zooming away at full speed. You cling to him closely as he giggles maniacally. Finally, the jet ski reaches a small secluded coral reef. Floyd cuts the engine, maneuvers around so you are in his lap, and gives you a breathless, adrenaline-fueled kiss.

As surprised as you were, you obviously wanted to kiss your adorable (yet deadly) boyfriend! So you slip your tongue inside Floyd’s mouth to wrestle against his own. The jet ski rocks in the water as the two of you feel each other up. Floyd breaks the kiss as he begins nibbling on your neck. His hands wander all over your body as you moan softly.

Since you two believe you are all alone, Floyd starts to slowly fiddle with your swimsuit strap, eager to take it off.

Then disaster strikes. A massive wave hits. Stitch goes flying over your heads on a surfboard. As he plunges into the water in front of you both, the alien cocks his head curiously before jumping directly onto Floyd’s head, resulting in them both flailing off the jet ski.

The whole jet ski had capsized, resulting in you slipping right out after them. Floyd, completely unbothered by the near-death experience, tries to wrestle Stitch underwater. You are left floating in your life jacket, watching an alien and a moray eel merman have a splash fight.

Stitch was cackling maniacally, probably about the fact he had ruined the romantic embrace. Floyd was just trying to drown the alien so he would stop laughing. You roll your eyes as you start to get back onto the jet ski, only for Stitch to hop on beside you. The alien points to the controls, motioning you to go and leave Floyd.

After thinking for a moment, you decide perhaps it’s time your boyfriend got a taste of his own medicine ♥️ You and Stitch zoom back to land, the alien yelping happily like a dog that’s going on its first car ride. Oh well, at least moray eels can swim?

Riddle Rosehearts

This was honestly the first time in a while that Riddle has been able to relax. You both are chilling under the beaming sun when Riddle decides to book you two a boat so you can check out the coral reefs together!

The boat was honestly incredible. You went on your ride later in the evening so it wouldn’t interfere with one of the Queen of Hearts rules. The best part about the purchase though had to be that the bottom of the boat was glass. This allowed you both to see the coral reefs from the boat.

You and Riddle sat comfortably on a picnic blanket sprawled out on the deck of the boat. Riddle had asked Trey to specifically make tarts and your favorite dessert for this. You both looked in awe at the coral reefs while you ate.

Then Riddle gets bold. After you both are cuddled on the blanket, he leans in close and kisses you. As the kiss deepens, you roll over on top of him. His hat falls to the side as you both grind against each other, kissing desperately.

All of the sudden, the unthinkable happens. The glass bottom of the boat shatters. You both scramble back, Riddle immediately pushing you further away from the damage before drawing out his wand.

However, it’s not a real shark attack. It's just the tweels in their full merman forms, wearing matching tropical flower crowns. They have organized a "synchronized swimming routine" with actual reef sharks to surprise Riddle (This was specifically Floyd’s idea, obviously).

Floyd breaches out of the water like a dolphin, grabs Riddle by his ankles, and yanks him straight through the broken glass bottom into the ocean.

Instead of drowning, Riddle is forced into the middle of a merman dance routine. The boys had thought this out in advance and got an underwater potion from Azul.

Jade uses magic to make the sharks form a kicking chorus line around Riddle, while Floyd spins your screaming boyfriend around like a pizza dough. You are left on the sinking boat, watching Riddle desperately try to enforce the "Queen of Hearts Swimming Regulations" to a group of wild sharks.

Lilia Vanrouge

Originally, you thought this tropical escape would be just what everyone needed. However, you didn’t take into account that these are NRC students, of course nothing’s normal.

This accurately explains why your boyfriend is insisting that he do some traditional fire-knife dance at the beach party later in the evening. Before going onto the small stage, the two of you had decided to get… frisky backstage.

Lilia had you pinned against a tiki torch rack. The fae was kissing you as if you were his lifeline while he ran his hands along your curves from below your shirt.

His eyes were glowing with the purest passion behind them as he sank to his knees and began unbuckling your shorts. Your head is practically spinning as you run your hands through his hair softly.

Just then, Kalim and Jamil walk back into the room to get more torches. Kalim trips over a surfboard as he gapes at the scene before him. This sends a crate of firecrackers straight into Lilia’s active fire-knives.

The firecrackers ignite. Lilia, using his insane ancient reflexes, starts spinning the exploding fire-knives to protect you, accidentally creating a massive, swirling tornado of rainbow fireworks on the beach.

Lilia looks back at you through the smoke, a wild, manic grin on his face. He isn't worried at all. In fact, he thinks this is the most romantic thing that has ever happened.

While still spinning one fire-knife to block the remaining explosions, he uses his free arm to scoop you up off your feet, holding you tightly against his chest.

Using his insane fae strength, Lilia leaps backward, clearing the 10-foot bamboo racks in a single, massive bound and landing flawlessly on top of a giant, decorative tiki statue overlooking the beach.

"Happy summer, my love. Don't look down, the view is much better right here.”

Azul Ashengrotto

One of your favorite things about having a boyfriend who was an octopus was that it gave you a good reason to study marine life! You absolutely loved all marine biology books, but your favorite thing was aquariums.

Azul obviously knew this, so he made sure to find a high-end aquarium that was in the area. He pulled some strings and got a private showing. It’s incredibly romantic—you are surrounded by glowing coral and swimming tropical fish.

He presses you against the glass panel, his gaze intense and heavy. He takes his glasses off, slips them into his pocket, and leans down to give you a slow, dizzying kiss.

As the kiss deepens, you guide his hands to rest softly on your hips as you begin to grind softly against him. You are both so caught up in the moment until you hear a…

THUD-THUD-THUD. A massive shadow looms behind you inside the tank. You look past Azul’s shoulder and see a giant, 400-pound tropical sea turtle pressed flat against the glass.

Azul looks at you, confused as to why you pulled away, and turns around. The sea turtle has a piece of paper taped to its shell. In terrible, messy handwriting, the sign reads: "HI AZUL. SHRIMPY TASTES LIKE COCONUT. GIVE US TUNA."

You then see Floyd and Jade on the other side of the tank. Floyd is steering the giant sea turtle like a vehicle, pressing its wrinkly face right against the glass where you two were kissing, while Jade swims by in the background, politely waving and holding up a scorecard that reads "4/10 Form."

Azul turns bright red and begins demanding that the two exit the tanks before their paychecks for the next year become nonexistent. Safe to say Azul never tells anyone about your private date locations again.

Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts 🌹:

How exactly did you end up in this situation? You had just been at the Mostro Lounge with Riddle for your one year anniversary.

It had been a very romantic evening. Riddle obviously paid like the gentleman he is and you both were given V.I.P. treatment from Azul simply as a token of gratitude for helping with Azul’s overblot.

Floyd had been your server, which meant there was constant conversations between him and Riddle that resulted in.. well hellfire.

After dining, you and Floyd spoke at the bar as he insisted on saying good bye to you and ‘Goldfishie’. Floyd gave you a big squeeze before you two left, followed by, “You’re lucky Goldfishie~ she’s fun to touch,”

Now you found yourself getting pounded into Riddle’s mattress with no sign of stopping. It was currently past the Heartslabyul curfew, but Riddle had made an exception for you, his lovely girlfriend.

You clutch his hair as he thrusts deeper into you.

“R-Riddle, slow down!” You plead as he runs his thumb over your clit. In response, he captured yours lips with his. After breaking the kiss, he groans and says,

“Perhaps I would be able to if I didn’t have to remind my girlfriend who makes her feel good.” He answers as he continues to thrust into you. Riddle groans as he feels your walls tighten around his cock.

The two of you reach your respective peaks at the same time as he buries himself fully into your pussy. You hold his hand as he helps the two of you ride through your orgasms by doing a few more shallow thrusts.

When he finally pulls out, droplets of your combined fluids leak out of your stuffed hole and Riddle’s cock. Riddle presses a kiss to your head then looks at you with his sharp red eyes, “Let’s see Floyd touch you like that.

Cater Diamond 🎭:

Heartslabyul was hosting the dorm’s usual Unbirthday party soon! You were working on your History homework for Trein’s class when you heard a knock on the old door of Ramshackle.

You open the door, surprised to see Trey Clover smiling down at you with his hands in his pocket.

“Hey prefect! Are you busy? I need some help with the tarts for the Unbirthday Party but all the Heartslabyul guys are busy with other prep for the party.”

You immediately nod with a smile.

“Of course! There are tarts involved after all!” You joke as you grab your bag and follow Trey back to the Heartslabyul kitchen.

You two baked together for a couple hours. You and Trey were good friends and got along well, as to be expected since you’re Cater’s girlfriend. You never had trouble letting loose around Trey, which was evident now as you and him squirted leftover frosting at each other. Laughter filled the kitchen as Trey tackled you, tickling you as he stole your own frosting ‘gun’.

“Ahem.”

You both look up and meet the unamused eyes of Cater. His arms are crossed.

“Trey! You’re such a Treytor! If I didn’t know any better I would think you’re stealing my girlfriend!” He jokes with a classic Cater laugh. You help Trey up, the two of you still laughing.

“Not my fault your girlfriend is good company.” Trey jokes right back, clearly with no ill will towards him. Cater smiles as he wraps an arm around your waist.

The rest of the night went smoothly. The Unbirthday Party was a success, and Cater invited you to spend the night in his dorm since it was so late.

Not even five minutes later though, you are being brutally pounded into his mattress as you hang onto his ponytail for dear life. You continue to moan as he thrusts into you deeply while biting all around your body.

“mmm, he was right about one thing. You sure are good company, baby.” Cater bites into your neck, sucking gently until he’s content with the bruised love bite on your skin. He reaches down and starts to play with your clit, smirking as you moan out his name.

Cater continues to tease you as he thrusts in and out of your aching pussy.

The two of you finish at the same time. Cater continues to thrust softly, forcing his cum back into your pussy. He presses kisses to your body as he pulls out.

“So pretty, baby..” Cater pulls out slowly, chuckling at the combined mess of you and him.

“Good company, indeed.”

Trey Clover 🍀:

Ever since you and Trey met, you have been infatuated with each other. Now you two had been together for about a year. You had done everything together from dealing with Overblots to learning how to make strawberry tarts.

You didn’t consider yourself a jealous person by any means. You knew your boyfriend was a complete package, but you had never felt threatened until you saw him at some baking class with a friend of his.

You stopped by the small bakery where the class was taking place, and you can’t help the jealously that fills you as you watch your boyfriend’s bicep be caressed by his friend.

When the lesson is over, Trey walks over to you with a smile.

“Hey baby! I didn’t know you were coming! Our date isn’t til seven pm, but I would love to take you out to lunch as well!” Trey smiles down at you as he grabs your hand, intertwining it with his. You tap your chin innocently.

“Actually, I came to grab you because there’s something urgent back at Ramshackle!”

Trey’s eyes widen in response.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay? Is Grim okay?”

“Yeah yeah, he’s fine. Probably eating tuna, anyway! Will you come with me?” You ask with a smile. He immediately nods.

That is how your boyfriend ended up in your bedroom with you riding him into oblivion.

Trey groans as he watches you bounce up and down on his cock. You continue your rhythmic bounces as you lean down and capture his lips into a messy kiss. As you two kiss and you continue your movements, your hands wander around his sturdy body, specifically his biceps.

You squeeze them as you continue to ride your boyfriend roughly. Trey’s hands start to wander around your own body until they drop at your hips and help guide your bounces. You sink yourself onto his cock until it is fully engulfed, He groans as he can’t keep himself from coming. He continues to guide your hips, helping you ride him through his orgasm.

After you both have slowed down, he chuckles and looks up at you.

“So what exactly brought that on? Not that I mind.”

You grin down at him with a smile as you pull yourself off his cock.

“Let’s just say I have a newfound appreciation for your biceps. I also just wanted to remind my sexy boyfriend who makes him feel good.”

You wrap your hand around his cock, slowly stroking it until it gets hard again. He smirks up at you.

“Yeah? Guess I’ll have to remind you next.”

Ace Trappola ♥️:

“Come on baby, can’t we- Oh sevens…Fuck yeah, just like that babe.. can’t we talk about this?” Your boyfriend groans and babbles from beneath you.

You are currently bouncing on Ace’s cock, the only thing on your mind is making him come repeatedly.

How did you two end up in this current situation you may ask?

It all started when you and Ace went into town after class. You had wanted to go shopping, and who better to accompany you than your lovely boyfriend?

What you didn’t expect though was for some girl to be all up against your boyfriend. It was clear to you that she was just trying to do her job and be pushy so the two of you would buy stuff. However, your boyfriend, the playboy, followed her every word and move.

You end up buying a random pair of sunglasses to appease the employee, and drag your boyfriend out of the shop. Ace complains the entire way back to Ramshackle, whining about how he wanted to stay out longer.

The second you two get back to Ramshackle, you make sure Grim isn’t there, then tackle Ace onto your bed. You capture his lips with your own, messily making out with him as he guides your hips to grind down against his growing bulge.

Ace starts to let his hands wander over your body, groping any curve he can. You break the kiss, unbuttoning his trousers and pulling out his cock. Ace groans as you stroke his cock until it hardens in your hand.

You sink down on his cock and thus began your brutal riding on your boyfriend’s dick.

While you bounce on Ace’s cock, you wait patiently until he groans out,

“Fuck, baby… I’m gonna cum..” You smile down at him as you hear this, only to pull off his cock immediately. His cock twitches, but he doesn’t come. Ace looks at you with disbelief.

“What was that for????” You giggle and shrug.

“Clearly you don’t know who makes you feel good, baby. If you want to come, you’ll have to do it yourself, or maybe you can rely on some other girl?” Ace’s head lands on your pillow as he groans in response to you lightly stroking his cock.

“Oh sevens… You’re torturing me… fine fine, it’s you! There, happy?” You smile at your boyfriend’s declaration and reward him by sliding back onto his cock.

“Ecstatic.”

Deuce Spade ♠️:

It was officially spring break! You sprinted out of Crewel’s classroom after completing your Potionology exam, eager to finally kick back with your boyfriend and friends. After putting your books back at Ramshackle, you meet with Deuce and Ace in the cafeteria.

The two of them were arguing, most likely about something stupid, but when you arrive, he completely disregards Ace and smiles up at you.

You sit beside your boyfriend, pecking him on the lips. Ace groans from across the table.

“Aww cmon, do you two really have to rub it in my face like that?” Ace rolls his eyes and chugs his water. You chuckle as Deuce smirks at Ace.

“Not my problem you don’t have any game.” Deuce replies with a laugh as he kisses your cheek. After finishing your meal, you intertwine your hand with Deuce’s.

“Wanna go back to Ramshackle with me, baby?” You squeeze his hand and eye him seductively, which doesnt escape past Ace. He grins from his side of the table.

“Yo, can I come too? Trust me y/n, I can rock your world.” Ace teases as he winks at you.

You don’t think you’ve ever seen Deuce look so pissed. He stares at Ace with slanted eyes.

“Yeah right, man. Maybe in your dreams. Have fun with your hand tonight.” Deuce replies with a snort as he squeezes your hand and you two exit the cafeteria and head to Ramshackle.

The whole way to Ramshackle, you two continue your usual banter and flirty behavior, but the second you two get there, Deuce acts somewhat…strange. Not that you were complaining, since his irregular behavior was dragging you up to your bedroom.

Your boyfriend suddenly pins you to the bed, you gasp in surprise as he grins down at you. As he drinks in your blushed faced reaction, he leans down and presses your lips to his. Deuce moves his hands along your body, stopping at your chest as he fondles your clothed breasts. You moan into the kiss as he squeezes and caresses you.

You break the kiss after a moment, looking up at him as you both pant.

“W-What brought this on?” You question with a giggle. Deuce starts to fumble with the waistband of your pants.

“…Need to remind you who makes you feel good, baby.. not anyone else… just me.”

“…Is this about Ace, love? Because trust me, he’s just acting like that to get a rise out of you.”

Deuce pulls your pants and underwear down, sliding two fingers over your dripping heat. You clamp your eyes shut as he slides those two fingers in. Deuce doesn’t respond to your earlier statement, instead he starts thrusting in and out of your pussy with his fingers.

As his fingers continues their assault on your pussy, Deuce attaches his lips to your neck. He begins to suck dark love bites into your skin, nipping harshly at your soft flesh.

“Don’t put too many! I don’t have much concealer left to hide them!” You whine as you run your hands through his hair. As he feels your walls tightening around his fingers, he pulls them out.

“Then don’t worry about hiding them. Just let everyone see. Let them see who makes you feel good.” He mutters as he pulls down his pants and briefs, revealing his erection.

Deuce pushes into you slowly, watching your face as your hole swallows him whole. When he has fully bottomed out inside of you, he starts to move at a rhythmic pace. As Deuce continues to chase his high, his thrusts become more messy. He reaches down and presses his thumb to your clit, pushing you towards your own climax.

He groans as he feels you clamp down around him.

“Come for me, baby.”

The two of you reach your peak at the same time, and Deuce pulls out slowly. He smirks at the combined mess of your juices.

“Let’s see Ace do that.” He laughs as he helps you clean up.

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar 🦁:

Even though your boyfriend was a housewarden, you somehow had a busier schedule than him. Realistically, this is because he skips half his obligations to nap, but the notion still stands.

Currently, you were hanging out with Malleus in Diasomnia. He invited you to discuss the gargoyles around Night Raven since you expressed interest. You both flipped through history books, but it was mainly Malleus telling you the history of each statue while you listened.

You ended up losing track of time, resulting in a long chain of messages from Leona.

Leona 🦁♥️: hey princess, we still on for dinner? (3:21 p.m.)

Leona 🦁♥️: doll? u there? (4:54 p.m.)

Leona 🦁♥️: where r u? (6:37 p.m.)

You immediately text him back.

y/n ❤️: hi hi sorry love, i’m at Malleus’, ill be there in a few. sorry again ml 🩷 (6:59 p.m.)

You put your phone away, not expecting a message back immediately, but the second you put your phone away, you hear a beep.

Leona 🦁♥️: stay there, im coming. (6:59 p.m.)

Even though you were confused, you put your phone away and continued studying with Malleus until Leona storms in not even 5 minutes later. He immediately walks over to you and Malleus, then wraps his arms around you, resting his chin on your head.

Malleus looks up from the table and meets Leona’s eyes.

“Kingscholar.” He greets politely with a smile and deep chuckle.

“Lizard.” Leona greets back with a smirk.

“I appreciate your girlfriend very much. She has a great eye for historical pieces. She is quite something isn’t she?” Malleus insists, giving Leona a smirk right back.

Leona yawns, “Yeah she is. Even better in bed, but I guess you wouldn’t know.” You turn bright red as you spin around and look up at your boyfriend in shock. He chuckles at your expression and waves dismissively at Malleus.

“We got plans tonight.” Leona intertwines your hand with his own as he smirks at Malleus before leaving Diasomnia. The second you two leave, you scold Leona the whole way back.

“Leona! You can’t just say something so vulgar in front of Malleus!” Leona rolls his eyes with a smirk.

“You’re so uptight herbivore. Guess the lizard really does rub off on ya. Seems to me like you need a good fuck to loosen up.” You turn bright red again as Leona laughs.

That’s exactly how you ended up getting your poor pussy pounded into. Leona roughly thrusted inside of you as he bites all around your body. You whine as he sucks a particularly dark hickey on the base of your neck.

“Leona! I… slow down!! I can’t hide that!” You moan out as he picks up the pace even more. Leona reaches down and flicks your clit,

“Good. Now Draconia will know to stay the hell away from my girl. That’s what you are baby.. you know that right? My girl..” He nuzzles his face against you as he continues to rut into you. Leona groans as you clench around his cock.

“Someone likes that..” Leona growls with a groan. He continues to thrust into you until you both reach your peaks. After you finish, he pulls out slowly, but sticks his finger back inside, attempting to shove his cum further inside your hole.

“Best way to show everyone you’re mine is giving you my cub.” He explains with a smirk.

Ruggie Bucchi 🍩:

Your beloved boyfriend is honestly one of the busiest people ever. Between his ‘vice housewarden’ duties and random side hustles to make money, he rarely has free time. However, he always makes sure that any free time he does have is given to your relationship.

Or at least, this was the case for awhile. Your one year anniversary is coming up, and while you weren’t expecting anything extravagant from Ruggie, you two hadn’t even hung out alone for a month. It wasn’t like Ruggie was actively avoiding you, he was just extremely busy.

You decide to stop by the little shop in town that Ruggie works part-time at, in hopes that you can see him. See him you do. In fact, you see him with his coworker friend, the two of them checking out the ring section of the shop. You stare at them in disbelief, Ruggie just stands there as she points out different rings. You storm over and grab Ruggie’s hand.

He immediately freaks out when he sees you.

“Y/n?? What the hell are you doing here? I’m in the middle of my shift-“ Ignoring your boyfriend’s question, you smile at his coworker.

“Hi! I don’t think we’ve met. I’m y/n, Ruggie’s girlfriend. Of a year.” You’re pretty much beaming way too much for it to be realistic, but the girl smiles back at you.

“I’ve heard all about you! Lovely to meet you, y/n! You have quite the catch here with Ruggie, although he does as well!” You laugh as you intertwine your hand with Ruggie’s. You turn away from her to speak to Ruggie.

“What time do you get off?”

“Doll, I don’t get off til like 8 pm, do you need something? You never stop at my work, not that I’m complaining shehehehe.” Ruggie chuckles as he squeezes your hand and lets go, heading back to the register.

“Can’t a girl just visit her boyfriend?” You tease as you smile at him. He chuckles as he grabs a box of supplies to unload.

“How about we hang out tonight in Savanaclaw? I can pick you up from Ramshackle around nine, I have plans with Raina after our shift then I can come.” You desperately fight the urge to sigh. Why in the world is he spending so much time with this girl? First looking at rings together and being all touchy, and now plans after work.

“…Yeah that’s fine. Just come to Ramshackle, we can chill there.” You mumble as you nod politely to Raina and walk out of the store.

Later that night, you’re lounging around Ramshackle desperately trying to stop yourself from thinking of the worst case scenario. Finally, Ruggie knocks on your door. You open it with the best smile you can manage.

“Hey doll, ready to go to Savanaclaw?” He grins at you as he holds out an arm for you. You stare at him.

“Can’t we just stay here?” You cross your arms, he can tell something is off. His ears flatten.

“…Are you okay? What’s up?”

“I’m fine. I’m actually not feeling up to hanging out… why don’t you go hang out with Raina?” You mumble as you start to shut the door. Ruggie slides his foot through the door.

“Why in the world would I want to spend time with anyone but you, doll?” You shrug as he opens the door back up. He steps inside and shuts the door behind him.

“Are you sure you want to be here? You didn’t have to leave your hangout with Raina to be here.”

“What? I only was hanging with her because- actually it doesn’t matter. What does matter is I think you’re a little jealous, baby~ shehhehehehehehe.” Ruggie wraps his arms around you with a laugh. You turn bright red.

“I am not! I just don’t like it when my man is spending his free time with another girl, specifically checking out rings.” You pout as you wrap your arms around him in return.

“Yeah? Well maybe you need to remind me who I belong to, shehehehe.”

Obviously, you obliged! After Ruggie said that, you crashed your lips into his. You both start to wander around each other’s bodies with your respective hands. You press Ruggie up against the Ramshackle bookshelf, desperately grinding against his growing bulge. In return, he moves you both against the kitchen fridge, both of you still groping each other.

You two stumble up the stairs to your bedroom, nearly knocking over paintings hanging from the wall. You pin Ruggie to your bed, and start to pull off his trousers, followed by your own skirt.

After not touching your boyfriend for about a month, it was safe to say you both were horny. You immediately slid down onto his cock then started bouncing. He groans as you ride the absolute shit out of him.

The two of you arrive at your peaks at the same time, after you pull off of him, the two of you lay together in his bed.

“Let’s see someone else do that.” You cuddle close to him. Ruggie chuckles. You look up.

“What’s so funny?”

“Well I’m not complaining about you riding the shit out of me, but all that was happening, was for you baby. That ring browsing? It’s for your one year anniversary gift, and the hang out with Raina? All about making you a nice dinner. Why do you think I picked up all those extra shifts, doll? Rings ain’t cheap, Sheheheheheheh!”

Jack Howl 🐺:

You like to consider yourself Jack’s personal cheerleader. He’s extremely active with both his personal training and his track and field meets. You understand how much his hard work and passion means to him, so as your girlfriend, you are always trying to hype him up!

Currently, you were at the Night Raven College Track and Field meets. Jack and Deuce were both on schedule to run today, so you were sitting in the stands with Ace and Epel. Deuce ends up running before Jack, so the three of you cheer loudly for him.

When it’s finally Jack’s turn, he looks up at you in the stands and smiles before preparing to start. You can’t help the smile that forms across your face as you watch your boyfriend intently. Ace chuckles from beside you.

“Thirsty much?” He teases. You elbow him, not looking away from Jack as he sprints around the track. When he finishes his sprint event, you cheer loudly. His hands are on his knees as he pants, but as if he can feel your praise, he looks up at the crowd and smiles at you.

After the meet is finished, the three of you in the stands go outside the locker rooms to meet Deuce and Jack. You immediately hug Jack when he walks out of the locker room. Ace makes a mocking kissy face when you stand on your tippy toes and press a kiss to Jack’s cheek.

“You know Jack, you sure do have a lot of stamina. Y/n, is it like that in the bedroom too?” Ace laughs as he puts a hand on your shoulder. Jack stares at him and intertwines your hand with his. You roll your eyes at Ace, then squeeze Jack’s hand.

“Not like it’s any of your business, Trappola!” You tease right back. Jack grins down at you. However, Ace did not know when to back down.

“Well if you ever need a few good rounds, you know where to find me~” Ace teases as he laughs. Deuce slaps him upside the head lightly, but Jack looks absolutely pissed. He doesn’t say anything the rest of the way back to Ramshackle.

All five of you hang out at Ramshackle for awhile. You are curled up in Jack’s arms as you all play cards along with Grim. Ace and Deuce end up leaving first because they have to help paint the roses. Epel ends up leaving a while later so Vil doesn’t get upset he missed curfew.

You smile up at your boyfriend.

“Not that I’m complaining, but shouldn’t you go back to Savanaclaw before Leona throws a fit?” You ask as you wrap your arms around Jack. He chuckles as he wraps his arm around you in return.

“Leona barely pays attention to who leaves and enters. Usually he tells Ruggie to do it, but he’s at Sam’s since he picked up a shift.” Jack shifts around a bit until you’re seated in his lap.

“So I’ve got time if you do..” He says with a grin. You giggle as you wrap your legs around him.

“What brought on this sudden development, hmmm?” You poke his chest. Jack smiles up at you but doesn’t say anything. He looks down at your lips then back up at you.

“May I?” He requests permission to kiss you. The second you nod your head, he immediately crashes his lips into yours. Jack’s tongue wrestles against yours as he starts to hesitantly run his hands along your body, feeling you up. You immediately take hold of his hands and guide them to your hips, letting him know it’s okay to touch.

He starts to slowly move your hips for you, carefully helping you grind against him. You feel his cock start to harden beneath you, and you moan into the kiss in response. Jack suddenly lifts you up as if you weigh nothing. He continues to have you straddled around his lap, but he carries you to your bedroom.

The second you two are in there, he lays you down on your bed gently. After that, he quickly reattaches his lips to yours. You grab his hand and guide it down to your clothed cunt which is currently aching for friction. He rubs through your pants for a moment, then sticks his hand down your pants and past your underwear.

He slowly inserts two fingers into you, as he pulls away from the kiss in order to start pressing kisses down your neck.

“Always so good for me, baby..” He whispers gruffly near your ear. You reach down to palm his cock through his pants. Jack lets out a groan as you continue to stroke him through the cloth. He quickly pulls out the two fingers from within your cunt.

Jack pulls down his pants and boxers as rapidly as possible. He looks up at you after alining his cock with your pussy.

“Are you ready?” You immediately nod and Jack slowly pushes in, careful to make sure you aren’t in pain. After he fully bottomed out inside of you, he captures your lips into another kiss. Jack begins to thrust slowly along with reaching down to mess with your clit.

He continues his rhythmic pace until he’s thrusting messily into you. Jack simply cannot control himself as he’s groaning about how good you squeeze him.

“J-Jack.. needa cum..” You moan out. Jack immediately nods as he feels you clap down around him.

“Come with me then, baby..” The two of you let out mutual moans and groans as you reach your peak. Jack continues to thrust lightly in order to help you through your orgasm. When you both are finished from the aftershock, you expect him to pull out, only to be shocked when he looks up at you and asks if you’re ready for round 2.

“Well I have to prove I have better stamina than Ace, don’t I?” Jack grins as he starts to harden again inside of you.

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto 🐙:

Who knew that being the only girl at Night Raven College and working at the busiest ‘business’ on campus was a bad mix? Clearly not you as you often volunteered to work for your boyfriend’s establishment: The Mostro Lounge.

It wasn’t uncommon for you to deal with wanton flirting and baseless compliments. You usually just brushed them off causally. Azul was never worried about it either. You had assured him multiple times that you never even had eyes for anyone else at NRC than him, so there was no reason for him to worry.

While this comforted him when it occurred with NRC students, nothing could prepare him for what happened during a random Tuesday.

NRC and RSA had planned a full out event for both their students. There was no reason to host the event, it was simply because both Headmages wanted to familiarize their students with each other. Mostro Lounge was extremely packed with both NRC and RSA students alike. All employees, including you, were working your asses off.

You were taking care of a table with a certain red-haired prince. Obviously, you had no idea that that boy was a prince, but he clearly had an eye for you as he kept happily being his bubbly self while flirting with you.

“What are you doing after your shift?? I wanted to check out the town, and I would absolutely love to have a pretty girl like you accompany me!” The boy exclaims with a grin.

“I don’t really know the town super well. Would you like me to grab you a brochure?” You offer politely with a polished smile. The boy’s smile remains on his face.

“Well then we can figure it out together! Y/N, right?” He motions to your name tag.

“That’s a beautiful name! I’m Rielle-“ Before Rielle can finish, you feel a hand on your shoulder. You turn around, immediately greeted by your boyfriend’s handsome face. You smile at him and he has a small, calculated smile on his own face as he looks from you to Rielle.

“Pearl, isn’t your break starting now? I can take care of your tables.” Azul smiles at you. What you didn’t expect was for Rielle to beam at Azul.

“Azul! I didn’t realize you worked here! It’s great to see you! Y/N is a great server too!” Azul’s smile turns into that business calculated one again.

“Trust me. I know how good my girlfriend is at her job.”

“She’s your girlfriend! That’s great, Azul! She’s a great catch!” Rielle smiles at you. Azul looks back at you.

“Why don’t you head back to my office, Pearl? I just got a new shipment in I need help with.”

You immediately nod and smile back at the table politely before walking back to his office. You scan the room for this supposed shipment, only to find none. You turn around as the door opens behind you. Azul walks in with a smile as he shuts the door behind him.

Walking over to him, you wrap your arms around his neck.

“Where’s the shipment at, hm?” You whisper with a teasing grin. Azul smiles down at you.

“There is no shipment, Pearl. I just don’t like seeing some customer ogling my girl.” He leans down, pressing his face into your neck. You giggle as he presses small kisses on you.

Azul looks up from your neck after a moment. You pull him into a kiss immediately. He deepens the kiss, forcing his tongue into your mouth, wrestling with yours. Azul moves his hands down to your hips, carefully pressing them up against his own. You start to grind against him, he pulls away from the kiss with a groan.

You giggle as he continues to guide your hips. Azul crashes his lips back into yours and starts guiding you both back towards his desk. He breaks the kiss again and swipes all the paperwork off his desk, then lifts you up onto it. You lean forward, pulling him back into a kiss. As it deepens, you run your hands along his body, him mirroring you.

You slide your hand down Azul’s pants, palming his erection through his boxers. He looks up at you, blue eyes lust-filled behind his glasses. Azul lifts you from the desk. You gasp in shock as he bends you over it instead.

He hums in response to your gasp as he slides his hand down your pants. He runs a finger through your slick heat and chuckles at how wet you are. He pulls down his pants from behind you.

Azul strokes his cock before lining it up with your entrance.

“Ready, Pearl?” You immediately nod desperately. Azul chuckles.

“My.. so eager…” Without further ado, he pushes into your tight pussy. Azul groans as he bottoms out inside of you. He lets you adjust to his length before slowly moving. Holding onto your hips gently, he thrusts into you repeatedly. You moan as you press your cheek into the cool wood of Azul’s desk. Azul reaches his hand down to fondle your clit.

Your walls clamp down around Azul as a sign you are nearing your peak, and he chases his own.

The two of you reach your climaxes at the same time, Azul groaning as he fills your cunt with his seed. He leans forward, kissing your head as he slowly thrusts in and out of you, trying to ride you through both your orgasms.

“Beautiful as always for me, baby…ugh, that Rielle thinking I don’t know how lucky I am to have you..” He mutters as he presses kisses to your skin. Azul pulls out slowly, sticking a finger back inside your dripping hole so his cum stays inside.

“Well… I suppose I should get back to work..” You say with a sigh as you adjust your hair and outfit. Azul smiles as he starts to grab the paperwork from off the floor.

“I would offer to take your shift, my pearl, but there’s something so alluring about you going out there to Rielle with your pussy stuffed full of my sperm.” Azul grins as you roll your eyes playfully.

Floyd Leech 🦐:

Ever since you started dating your beloved boyfriend, it seemed like you could never hang out with your friends alone. Of course you loved spending time with Floyd, but he was just a bit too much in the eyes of Ace and Deuce. He would constantly threaten to squeeze them and he would always look at them with those wide, crazy eyes.

You thought they had finally all warmed up to each other after your whole friend group went to Ramshackle for a game night and everyone seemed happy. You fell asleep that night, happy that they all got along now. But you were so wrong.

Since you helped Riddle during his Overblot, Heartslabyul was extremely grateful for you. Therefore, an invitation was always extended to you for Unbirthday parties. You were at the Mostro Lounge while Floyd worked.

Walking over to the bar where he was pouring drinks, you pecked him on the cheek and started heading out.

“Shrimpyyyyy, where are you going?” He whines as he pouts, watching you leave. You turn around.

“I told you Floyd! I got invited to the Heartslabyul Unbirthday party. I’ll see you later okay, baby?” Floyd pouts even more, hurrying from around the bar to wrap his arms around you.

“Cmonnn Shrimpyyyy, just stay here with meeeee!” Floyd squeezes you. You laugh as you peck your boyfriend on the lips as he continues to pout.

“I’ll come back later okay?”

“How about I go with you Shrimpyyy~” He starts to drag you out of the Lounge.

“Floyd you can’t go, you don’t have an invitation!” You are quickly interrupted by Azul.

“Y/N, please take Floyd with you. I can speak with Riddle, housewarden to housewarden. But Floyd is practically terrorizing the customers!” Azul exclaims. You smile at Azul.

“Ok ok, I’ll take him! Just this once though. I don’t think plus ones get to bring a plus one.”

That is how you and Floyd ended up in Heartslabyul with Ace and Deuce staring daggers at him as he practically clings to you.

“You know y/n, your invitation here kinda doesn’t include an eel.” Ace says dryly as he munches on a tart while eyeing you two. Floyd looks at him with a frown. You grab Floyd’s arm as he starts to get up.

“He didn’t mean it. Everything is fine okay guys? Floyd means no harm.” Ace scoffs in response to this.

“I don’t understand why you would even be dating him y/n.” Ace says with a roll of his eyes. Floyd stands straight up.

“Do you want to get squeezed Crabby?” Floyd challenged with scary wide eyes. Ace scoffs.

“As if I’m scared of you. I just mean she would be more happy with someone else… someone like me. Someone who ravages her, but in a normal way, Leech.” Ace leans back with a laugh. You’ve never seen Floyd look so pissed. He lunges across the table. You scream as Ace nearly falls out of his seat and Deuce stands up immediately.

“FLOYD! STOP!” You yell as he tackles Ace.

“i’m going to squeeze you to a pulp, Crabby.” Floyd mutters in a scary ass tone. You run around the table and grab onto Floyd’s arm. You try to pull him off Ace, but he stops on his own once he feels you grasping his arm.

Floyd gets off of Ace, his frown still on his face.

“Cmon Shrimpy..” He mutters to you as he wraps his arm around your shoulder and guides you both to the exit. You scold Floyd the entire way back to Octavinelle, he doesn’t say anything, just keeps that silent pissed off face on, which is honestly more scary than him being loud.

He stops in front of his dorm room which he shares with Jade. You shut the door behind you as he stands in the middle of the room.

“…Jade doesn’t get off his shift til 10..” Floyd mutters as he turns around to face you. You turn around to question why that’s relevant, but before you can, Floyd crashes his lips into yours. He quickly slides his tongue into your mouth, dominating your own tongue. He starts to run his hands along your chest, slowly rubbing them.

The two of you stumble as you continue to kiss passionately. You finally find your way to his bed, and he pushes you down onto it before climbing back onto you. Floyd pins you to the bed as he starts to hump over your clothed cunt. He breaks the kiss as he starts to bite down your neck. Floyd nibbles at your skin, giggling about how much you really do look like a shrimpy now since you’re all flushed out from pleasure.

As Floyd starts to attack your upper chest with bites, his hand slides down under your pants. He bites particularly hard as he slips two fingers into you. You moan out as your body writhes against the bed. Floyd lifts his head off your neck and chuckles.

“Like being ravished, huh Shrimpy?” He slides another finger into you, enjoying the absolute bliss that fills your face. Floyd starts to rub your clit with his thumb along with thrusting his fingers in and out. He feels you clench around them as he hits your sweet spot.

“Now Now, Shrimpy, I gotta ravish you the right way.” He chuckles as he pulls all his fingers out, taking the friction from you. You whine out as you try to hump the bed in order to chase your peak. Floyd stills your hips with one hand as he pulls down his pants and briefs with the other.

He quickly lines his erection up with your dripping entrance and pushes in. He groans as your pussy grips him like a vice. Floyd cannot help but start to messily thrust in and out of you, desperately chasing his orgasm. He brings you back into a sloppy kiss as he hammers into you.

Floyd begins to near his own climax, so he fondles your clit rapidly in time with his thrusts. You both arrive at your peaks at the same time, Floyd groaning as he floods your walls with his cum. He pulls out with a chuckle, checking out the small dribbles of fluid coming out of you. Floyd’s eyes trail from your messy pussy to your red, fucked out face.

“Ravished indeed, Shrimpy~”

Jade Leech 🍄:

The moment you and Jade had met, he had tried to get you to join the Mountain Lovers club. When you both started dating, he gave you a personal invitation to the club. He considered this club to be his own private sanctuary, so in his mind, inviting you was like inviting you into the deepest depths of his soul.

What he did not account for was the fact you were not a nature person. You gave him your gratitude, but declined. Jade voiced his concerns about whether or not youll be joining a club at all. You smile, and he genuinely was not expecting the next thing that came out of your mouth.

“I have a club! I’m joining the Magishift team. Well technically I’m just the manager, but it’s still a part of the club!” You explained with pure delight in your voice. Jade smiles and doesn’t think twice about your decision.

That is until three weeks later. Jade hadn’t seen you since that conversation except during lunch. It seemed you were always either at Savannaclaw for team meetings or on the field. When you weren’t on working, you always seemed to be hanging out with Leona, Ruggie, or Epel.

Jade honestly begins to miss you, so he starts to hang out around the outskirts of the field in hopes of seeing you. If ever questioned, he calmly explains that he is either taking a stroll or collecting mushrooms by the bleachers. Jade can’t help but feel a twinge of jealously as he watches you and the boys goof off together after practice.

During the next Magishift game, you proudly present a front row seat for Jade. You explain how Leona had given you the extra tickets as a token of his gratitude (He’s just happy he has to do less work). Jade would usually never even consider going to these games, but he immediately agrees with a smile.

Jade watches you intently during the game, analyzing the way you write down on your clipboard and yell to cheer on for your club mates. For a second, he’s genuinely happy that you found a club that brings you joy and fits in with the fact you cannot perform magic.

This is all quickly taken away as Leona sits down on the bench beside you with a huff, clearly worn out from his game performance. You hand him a towel with a smile. He takes it without a word, but instead a silent nod. After rubbing the towel along his face and slicking back his messy ponytail, he looks back over at you with a smirk.

“You look more exhausted than me, herbivore. If you’re gonna work this hard, you may as well stick around Savanaclaw more. I can find much better ways to keep you busy.”

Before you can even respond, a small ‘ahem’ can be heard from behind you both. Leona smiles smugly at Jade as Jade smiles back with a more calculated smile.

“I do hope Kingscholar hasn’t mistaken your kindness for an invitation, my dear.” Jade looks back at you with a small smile. Leona scoffs, but you instruct him to go back onto the field. You look back at Jade with a smile.

“After this match, Magishift is off for a week. Want to maybe have dinner at the Lounge?” You ask, putting down the clipboard. Jade nods with a slight smile.

“That sounds lovely, however I would prefer we have dinner tonight to celebrate your time off your manager job. Shall I see you there after the game?” Jade offers as he rises from his seat. You immediately nod, agreeing to be there after the game.

When the match was over, you congratulated the boys on their win. They enthusiastically invited you to an after-match celebration but you declined in order to meet Jade at the Lounge.

You step into the Lounge, scanning the room for your boyfriend, only to not find him. You go over to the bar after seeing Floyd.

“Hey Floyd, where’s Jade at? He said we could have dinner here tonight.”

“Awwwww Shrimpyyyy, nice to see yaaaa, he isn’t here, he’s back in the dorm!” Floyd tells you in his usual silly tone. You found it kind of weird that Jade would be in his dorm room if he had told you the two of you would be having dinner. You figured he may have forgotten something there, so you headed towards the Octavinelle dorm rooms.

You knock on the door and are immediately greeted by your boyfriend. Jade pulls you inside quickly, shutting the door behind you two. Before you can protest, he crashes his lips into yours. You gasp into the kiss, shocked by the suddenness.

Jade runs his hands up and down your body, before harshly gripping your hips, dragging the two of you towards his bed. He pushes you down on the bed after breaking the kiss. You look up at him from your spot on the bed as you breath heavily.

“Get on your hands and knees.” Jade stuffs his hands in his pockets, waiting for you to follow his instructions with a small smile. You look up at him with a confused expression.

“Wha-“

“Did I stutter, dear?” Jade looks at you with that sadistic smile. You immediately follow his request, positioning yourself so that your ass is facing him. You look behind you, trying to see what he’s doing, only to feel a harsh smack to your ass. You yelp as Jade chuckles.

“Did I tell you to look back?” He massaged the spot he had just whacked before rubbing you softly between your thighs. Jade can feel the small patch of wetness soaking through your bottoms, and he chuckles.

“Already this turned on from just a little spanking and kissing?” He teases you as he continues to rub your clothed cunt. You whimper as he presses his finger.

“Jade… stop teasing and just fuck me!” You whine out. Jade tsks as he slaps your ass again.

“Hm.. seems you forgot who’s in charge here, dear. Although… it seems Kingscholar was correct about one thing. You desperately need to be kept busy. Just not by him.” Jade pulls down his pants and boxers. He begins to stroke his cock, smearing precum around it to lubricant it. Jade lets go as he carefully begins to remove your pants and underwear, but at the slowest, most torturous pace.

You whine in frustration as he teasingly snaps the waistband of your panties. Jade guides the tip of his cock to sit right over your weeping entrance. He barely adds any pressure, just slowly eases it in and out teasingly.

“Jade! Please? Just fuck me! I can’t take it anymore! Please baby-“ You are immediately cut off as he slides into you in one single thrust. You let out a loud moan as he bottoms out inside of you. Jade chuckles as your pussy grips his cock like a vice. He slowly starts to pull out, you expect him to slide right back in, but instead he pulls all the way out. You look back, only to meet his teasing grin.

Jade slides right back into you, smacking your ass at the same time. He starts to rhythmically thrust inside of you and wraps an arm around your body in order to roughly pinch your clit.

You moan about how badly you need to come. Jade hums in response, deciding that you’ve been good enough… for this round at least. He urges you to come with him, and the two of you reach your peaks at the same time. Jade slides out of you and begins adjusting your spent body into another position. He notices the confused look on your face and smiles.

“What? One round isn’t enough to keep you busy!”

Scarabia

Kalim Al-Asim 🦦:

Your beloved boyfriend is definitely not aware enough when people are flirting with him. Unless they are specifically offering to take Kalim home or something, he genuinely just thinks they are being nice.

After a specific occasion during one of Scarabia’s parties, you decide to remind your boyfriend who makes him feel good 💛

Kalim had been planning this specific party for a few weeks now. He had invited many acquaintances from town and nearly every dorm at NRC (to Jamil’s dismay). You were obviously the first person to get an invitation. Kalim had been practically vibrating with joy when he handed you the envelope.

During the party, you mainly hung out with Kalim, but whenever he would go off to find Jamil, you would hang out with Ace and Deuce. The two boys critiqued your relationship with Kalim. They usually did. Simply put, they liked Kalim’s energy, they just didn’t like how gullible he was and well.. Jamil. You continued to reassure them that you and Kalim’s relationship was never in jeopardy, when Ace snickers and turns you around to face the opposite side of the dorm.

Across the room, you watch as some girl practically drapes herself over your boyfriend, as he just cheerfully smiles at her. You immediately say bye to Ace and Deuce and start walking over there cautiously, trying to hear what’s being said.

“Sooo.. wanna get outta here? I heard you got a magic carpet…. what else are you hiding hmmm?” The girl giggles softly as she runs a hand down Kalim’s chest. Kalim smiles innocently.

“Why would we leave? This party has just about everything! If you need anything else, just ask Jamil! He can get you anything you want! I do have a magic carpet! You can borrow it sometime!”

You clear your throat as you approach the two of them. The second Kalim sees you, his face fills with joy.

“Hi baby! Enjoying the party?” Kalim enthusiastically asks as he wraps his arms around you. The girl looks stunned as she watches you and Kalim, then her face turns kind of pissed and she walks away without another word. You hug Kalim back, pecking his cheek.

“Yeah, I am. Are you having fun with whatever her name is?” Kalim looks at you, confused.

“Truth be told, I don’t even know her… I thought Jamil invited her so I was just being nice. She sure was nice too though!”

You try your best to hold back your sigh as you grab your clueless boyfriend’s hand and start to walk towards the hallway towards his dorm room.

“Are you alright missing the party for a few minutes, baby?” You ask Kalim as you continue to guide him. He nods happily, clearly just happy to be with you. You look both ways to make sure no one notices the two of you are gone before going straight into Kalim’s dorm, locking it behind you.

“…What’s up?” Kalim asks with a beam as he plops down on his bed, stretching out on it. You cross your arms as you walk towards the bed. Kalim sits back up, watching you with curiosity in his eyes. You wrap your arms around him slowly, before leaning in closely. Kalim lets out a small breath as he watches your lips inch closer to his. You smile at him as he starts to lean closer, desperate to kiss you. You step back for a second before pulling off your shirt.

You drop it down onto the floor, as Kalim stares at you, mouth agape. You step back over towards him before crawling your way into his lap until you’re straddling him. He looks up at you with half lidded eyes and a hung open mouth. Kalim shakily runs his hands along your bra-clad chest. You giggle at his cute mannerisms as you start to slowly grind on his lap. You feel a tent start to form in his pants as his breath hitches and he presses his face into your neck.

You run your hands through his hair, gently scratching his head as you continue to grind against him. He groans into your neck as he starts to press kisses against your skin. Kalim reaches his hands behind you, unclasping your bra after much difficulty. You giggle as he palms your breasts with a look of pure fascination.

Kalim abandons his grasp on your tits for a moment as he slips off his own shirt, allowing you to trace his henna (🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤) You begin to nibble on his skin as well while continuing your ministrations on his erection. He whimpers into your neck about how badly he needs to come and you quickly stop all movement.

He looks up at you with pure shock in his eyes. Kalim pouts as he desperately tries to buck his hips up into yours but you giggle and press a kiss to his lips before sliding completely off his lap. Kalim immediately gets up off the bed as well, clinging to you while humping any part of you he can reach.

“Cmon baby… please? What did I do?” He whines as he continues to buck his hips into your own still ones. You cup his cheeks with your hand.

“I was just being nice, Kalim.” You smile sweetly as he pouts.

“Y/n, please! I need you, need to make you feel good.. no one else makes me feel like you do baby~” He whines as he starts to palm himself through his pants. You smile as you watch for a second. However, you can’t keep your hands off your cute boyfriend, even if you’re trying to teach him a lesson.

“Just me, baby?” You question as you place one hand on his tented erection. Kalim nods desperately, bucking his hips up into your hand.

“Just you habibi… please fuck me, I need it, need you, so so bad. No one makes me feel like you do!” Kalim practically babbles as he continues to chase his own peak. You pull your hand away with a smile. Kalim pouts but it quickly vanishes as you crash your lips onto his. He immediately starts caressing every part of your body he can reach as if it will all vanish in a moment. You palm him through his trousers before quickly pulling them down, which he quickly mirrors with your own pants.

You pull away from the kiss, allowing Kalim to sit back down. You slowly sink down onto him as the two of you moan and groan. When he is fully sheathed inside of you, you start to gradually bounce on his cock. Kalim whimpers as he brings his hands to your hips to guide you.

The two of you lovebirds continually babble sweet nothings to each other as you both finally reach your climax. Kalim kisses you deeply as his cum floods your pussy. He helps you off his cock with a happy grin as he watches his fluids drip out of you. Both of you lay in his bed after cleaning up. Kalim clings to you as he plays with your hair.

“…I’m sorry if I was too rough… I just don’t like seeing desperate women fawn all over you like you aren’t my boyfriend..” You explain with a pout as you play with Kalim’s hair. To your surprise, Kalim smiles.

“There’s no one in the whole world I would choose over you, habibi.”

Jamil Viper 🐍:

Your boyfriend was having a very stressful week. Final exams were coming up, and Jamil basically had double the work to do in order for Kalim to pass as well. He was up every night until the crack of dawn, and was continuing to do his usual chores for Kalim.

You offered to help Jamil so he could focus on his own studying. He warns you how difficult it is to teach Kalim anything, but you insisted. You and Kalim met in the library and studied for a few hours until he was getting the hang of magic history dates.

Kalim gives you the biggest hug after he gets all his flashcards correct in a row.

“Thank you so much, y/n!!! It’s like I finally understand what Professor Trein was trying to say all semester! You’re the best!” Kalim beams at you and practically skips out of the library.

You tell Jamil about your feat, he smiles softly as he continues to cook. Jamil thanks you with a short thanks. He isn’t the most vocal, but you know it means a lot to him.

After exams are finished and the grades come back out, you are chilling in the cafeteria when Kalim comes dashing in with a huge grin on his face.

“Y/N, Y/NNNN!” He sprints over to your table.

“I GOT A B-!!!!!” Kalim wraps his arms around you in a big hug. Jamil approaches the table as he was following Kalim. He maintains his usual cool expression but you see his lips crack into a small smile as he nods at you in approval.

Kalim squeezes you as hard as he can as he continues to beam.

“You should just move right into Scarabia with me! You’re like the smartest person I know! I can have Jamil prepare the best room closest to mine! We can hang out all the time!” You smile awkwardly at Kalim, not entirely sure how to politely tell him you aren’t interested. Jamil stands behind Kalim with a stone-cold look on his face.

After Kalim and Jamil leave the cafeteria, you end up getting a text from Jamil.

Jamil ♥️: Kalim’s usually asleep by 10. Come to Scarabia, my room.

Confused, you immediately text back.

Y/N ♥️: Okay? Any particular reason? I thought you were studying for Crewel tonight.

Jamil texts back immediately.

Jamil ♥️: No. Just need to see you. I’ll be fine. I have a solid C. See you soon.

You put your phone away, still confused. He didn’t really give you a reason for going like he normally does. Jamil is usually very blunt when it comes to your guys relationship.

After finishing your own studying for the night, you go over to Scarabia. The usually active dorm is silent as most of its members are sleeping. You knock on Jamil’s door. He immediately opens it, looking down at you with a small smile.

“Come in.” He moves in order to give you space to come in. You smile and peck your boyfriend on the cheek as you enter, Jamil shuts the door behind you.

“So are we studying? I brought my books.” Jamil stares at you and laughs, genuinely and loudly chuckles.

“We are not studying tonight, my dear. In fact I would say you’ve had more than enough studying, especially during your time with Kalim.” Jamil slowly wraps his hands around your waist, that slow, calculated smile still on his face.

He slowly guides you back to his bed, pushing you down onto it as he starts to take his shirt off. You stare at him, bewildered.

“I was only tutoring Kalim for you!” You insist as he runs a hand through your hair before yanking it till you’re way closer to his face. Jamil looks down at your lips then scans your face, a possessive look marking his handsome features.

He leans down and immediately pulls you into a kiss. Jamil slams the both of you flat down on his bed as his tongue dominates yours quickly. You moan and gasp into the kiss as his fingers make quick work of your pants. He slowly begins to thrust his fingers inside of you, resulting in you clutching his soft hair desperately.

As he continues his assault on your pussy, you break the kiss and moan about how badly you need to come. Jamil smiles down at you as he starts to massage your swollen clit. The second he feels you clutch around his fingers, he immediately removes them all. He stands up with a smirk as you stare up at him with watery eyes.

Finally he speaks again.

“You smile too easily at him. Make him think he has all your attention.” Jamil softly lifts your chin with his finger, he smirks at you.

“Oh but how wrong he is… right habibi?” Jamil smirks devilishly at you. He runs both hands down your sides, and begins to lift your shirt. You immediately help, as you lift your shirt over your head along with your bra. You start to grab Jamil’s hands so you can place them over your breasts, but he quickly moves them away with a smirk and a click of his tongue.

“Do you really need me habibi? Since you seem to have the attention of others, I’m sure they would be of assistance.” Jamil backs up to the corner of the room with a smug grin on his face.

You pout and start to trail your own fingers down towards your pussy. Jamil smiles but shakes his head.

“As beautiful as you look pleasuring yourself, there will be none of that tonight. Now answer me.”

“Jamil, there’s no one else!” You whimper as you start to beg him to touch you again. Jamil hums.

“Say it again. Beg this time.”

“Jamil please!! I need you so so so bad. Need you to touch me. Just you, no one else.” Your response is clearly the one Jamil wanted as he smirks and walks back over towards you while unbuckling his pants. As he lays himself back over you, he pecks your neck and whispers in your ear as he lines his cock up with your entrance.

“Good answer habibi.” He immediately slides in after muttering that into you. You gasp as his cock penetrates you.

He quickly bottoms out inside of you before starting a fast paced rhythm thrusting into you. Jamil presses soft kisses to your neck in contrast to his harsh thrusts.

“Always take my cock so well… like you were made for me…” Jamil groans as he continues to hammer into your sweet spot.

You continue to moan as he brings you both closer to your climaxes. When you finally announce your need to come, he smiles and stops for second.

“One final thing…. who makes you feel the best?”

“YOU, Jamil! You You You!” You whine. The second you answer, he thrusts harshly into you, resulting in the two of you reaching your peaks. He allows you some time to come down from your own orgasm before helping you clean up.

Jamil presses small kisses all over your face and whispers into your ear how well you did. Before you both fall asleep, he says one last thing.

“No more private study sessions with Kalim. I’ll join too.”

Pomefiore

Vil Schoenheit 🪞:

Vil invited you to join him for a charity gala since the two of you had been dating for some time. You always made Vil feel more at ease, especially during public events. What you two didn’t expect was for Neige to be at the same exact event.

Prior to seeing Neige, Vil was entirely in his element. His makeup was flawless, his suit was the pinnacle of fashion, and the aura around him was undeniable. Your boyfriend looked incredible.

Then Neige stumbled back towards Vil’s dressing room even though his was on the complete opposite side of the stage. He trips over a stray stage cable, and you catch him quickly, trying to help keep him steady.

He looks up with wide, sparkly eyes, a flush on his cheeks, and a breathless laugh.

“Oh my goodness, thank you so much! You’re so quick! Wow, your hands are really warm…”

Neige doesn’t mean to flirt, but he leans in close, definitely invading your personal space with pure awe and friendliness. He notices a stray smudge of dust on your cheek.

“Oh! Hold still! You have a little spot right here.” He gently brushes it off with his thumb, smiling like a disney prince.

“There! Much better! Now all can see your beautiful face! You’re working so hard tonight, it’s really inspiring!”

You are completely flustered by the sheer, unfiltered idol- energy radiating from Neige. You offer a polite, slightly embarrassed smile before helping him back to his feet.

Vil watches this from across the room. To anyone else, he looks statuesque and calm. But internally, he is furious. Seeing Neige touch you, and seeing you smile back strikes a lethal blow to Vil’s pride.

He sweeps across the room like a dark, elegant storm. The clicking of his heels is sharp and menacing. Vil inserts himself flawlessly between Neige and you. His voice is a purr of poison.

“Neige. Lovely to see you. I see you’ve met my beloved y/n? We were just about to head back to my dressing room. I believe yours was on the opposite side of the pavilion? Do try not to clutter up the workspace with.. aimless wandering.”

Neige just blinks, completely missing the malice.

“Oh, hi Vil! Your suit is so wonderful! Okay I’ll go back! Bye!” Neige waves cheerfully at you and trots away.

The second Neige is out of sight, Vil drags you to his private dressing room, locking the door behind him. He takes out a silk handkerchief and aggressively wipes the exact spot on your cheek that Neige touched.

“Disgusting. He probably has makeup residue all over his hands.” Vil mutters as he grabs your hand and brings you over to his vanity. He gently applies some high end powder onto your face. When he puts the compact back down, you figure that’s the end of it as you begin to walk away. However, Vil quickly pins you to the vanity.

“Tell me… Did you find him charming? Is that the kind of look you prefer? That childish, unrefined simplicity?” Vil tilts your chin up, forcing you to look at his beautifully sculpted face.

“Look at me. I am the one who spends hours ensuring every detail of my existence is flawless. Neige doesn’t even look like he knows the first thing about high end products. Say it, dear. Who’s the fairest of them all?”

“Obviously it’s you Vil.” You smile up at him as his hands find their way around your waist. Vil smiles down at you.

“Are you sure? I think some would beg to differ after seeing your display with Neige.” In response, you immediately nod. Vil hums thoughtfully before leaning down and pressing your lips to his. You gasp, shocked that he would be willing to do such a thing when you are both technically in a public space.

Vil breaks the kiss after hearing your gasp. He looks at you with a puzzled look.

“What is it?”

“A-Are you sure you want to be doing this right here, right now? I mean I thought you preferred to only be intimate in our dorms.” You explained thoroughly, just wanting to make sure he was comfortable. Vil is silent for a minute then he laughs.

“My dear. If I have to teach you a lesson, surely it cannot wait until back at Night Raven. If you would like me to stop then-“

“No no, I didn’t say that- wait what lesson?” Before you can continue, Vil has already crashed his lips back onto yours. He runs his hands along your body, caressing every curve as he continues his assault on your mouth.

Vil runs his hand below your skirt, feeling you over your panties. He presses a singular digit down on your growing wetness.

You break the kiss as you moan, throwing your head back. Vil places his other hand behind your head, careful to not let your head hit the vanity mirror. As you continue to grind your hips into Vil’s hand, he starts to press feather light kisses to your neck, careful to not leave a mark. Vil finally slips his hand under your underwear and slides two fingers inside you while playing with your clit.

He quickly begins to pump his fingers harshly inside of you. Vil marvels at the pure bliss that comes across your features. Smiling peacefully at your face, he continues to pick up the pace until you’re begging him to let you come. He lifts your chin, taking in your noises as you come on his fingers. When he pulls them out of you, he brings them up to your lips.

“Suck, my dear.” You immediately take his fingers into your mouth. Vil nods in approval before pulling them out. You grab onto his suit’s bottoms, eager to pull them down along with his boxers. He helps you out of your skirt in return before bending you over the vanity. Before he sink down inside of you though, he whispers one last command in your ear.

“I want you to keep your eyes on the two of us the entire time.” He taps the mirror in front of you. Without further ado, Vil lines his pretty cock up with your entrance before slowly pushing in. When he bottoms out inside of you, he looks into the mirror to meet your pretty, watery eyes.

Vil begins to pull out before sliding back in until he’s pounding into you at a constant pace. He looks back up into the mirror after a moment, only to find your eyes are clamped shut as you moan. Vil removes one hand from your hip and slaps your ass. Your eyes fly open and look at his in the mirror, he smirks at you before continuing his thrusts.

“Eyes on me, my queen.” He purrs in that low seductive voice of his. As you start to near your climax, Vil begins to fondle your clit. The two of you reach your peaks at the same time, Vil groaning as his cum floods your hole while you clench around him. After a few more shallow thrusts, he pulls out slowly before fingering the mixed fluids back into you.

He hums as he helps lift you from your bent stance. You stumble on your weak knees before Vil wraps his arms around you and seats you on the velvet coach on the other side of the room. Vil adjusts his hair and makeup in the mirror before sitting down beside you. He places a small kiss on the crown of your head.

“…I believe I was incorrect, sweet potato. Neither me nor Neige is the fairest.” He lifts your chin to smile at you.

“It’s you.”

Rook Hunt 🏹:

When you and Rook had first ever met, he was infatuated with you. He would stalk you as he did with most of his prey. Rook would also randomly serenade you in the hallway. You found this super romantic (I did too, don’t worry). However, what you liked being said to you, you didn’t like nearly as much when Rook said it to others.

You were used to Rook being close with Vil. In fact, you and Vil were semi-friends! However, what you weren’t expecting was your boyfriend to make an entire photo album from just one of Vil’s photo shoots.

During exam week, you borrowed one of Rook’s notebooks. After flipping through the pages, a few of the polaroids fell out. You were honestly pissed. When you went to drop off the notebook in Pomefiore, Rook could pretty much tell that something was wrong.

“reine de mon cœur, what is troubling you?” Rook asks as he cups your cheeks with his hands. You stare up at him before moving and showing the polaroids.

“Do you like Vil more than me or something? I mean you never take any photos of me!” You pout as you put the polaroids onto his desk. Rook stares at you in shock, then starts laughing after a moment. You look back at him, in shock yourself. How could he laugh at a moment like this?

“Ma belle, do you really think I’ve never captured your beauty by camera before? Please, allow me to show you how beautiful I think you are.” Rook comes over and cups your face again before lifting your lips up to his.

You gasp into the kiss, which allows Rook to shove his tongue deeper into your mouth. As you continue to kiss, he backs you up until you fall down upon his bed. He breaks the kiss as you heave from your spot on the bed. Rook rummages through his desk until he pulls out a polaroid.

He brings it to his eye before clicking a picture of you on his bed. You look up at him in shock.

“What mon cherie? I said I would admire your beauty deeper now.” Rook tosses the camera onto the bed next to you before pinning you down under him. He reignites the kiss as the two of you grind against each other. As the kiss deepens, he begins to caress your body, squeezing every curve he can.

Rook slides his hand under your shirt, feeling your warm skin against his. He slowly moves his hand up your stomach until he reaches your breast. Rook slowly begins to knead the soft flesh as you moan into the kiss. He pulls away from the kiss with a smile as he soaks in your beautiful flushed out face. He grabs the camera beside you, taking a picture of your face.

After he is content with that photo, he sets it aside and dives back down onto your lips. However, he doesn’t continue palming your chest. Instead, his hand snakes down your stomach until it’s sliding below your skirt and underwear. Rook delicately begins drawing circles around your growingly wet entrance before sliding a finger in. After a moment, he slides a second digit inside, which results in your back arching off the bed. He breaks the kiss again, and snaps a picture as he continues fucking his fingers into you.

After putting the camera down again, he stands up and quickly steps out of his pants. He helps shimmy your skirt and panties down before picking up the camera again. You look back from your spot on the bed as he positions the camera over your glistening cunt. He smiles at you as he snaps a photo.

Rook carefully adjusts your body until you’re sitting doggy style on the bed, this was Rook’s favorite way to take you for some reason. He strokes his cock a few times in attempt to spread the pre-cum around his dick. Finally, he lines his cock up with your entrance. As Rook carefully sinks into you, he grabs his camera when he has completely bottomed out. He carefully snaps a few photos of your hole clenching around his length.

He slowly begins to thrust in and out of you at a steady pace. However, there’s only so much he can do before he’s pussy drunk and his instincts take over. Rook quickly begins to piston inside of you, pounding your sweet spot with every thrust. You stuff your face further into the pillow as you feel your climax closely approaching. Finally, your orgasm hits you like a train. Your velvet walls clench around his cock.

Rook continues thrusting inside of you, groaning something unintelligible in French before your walls are painted with his cum. After he carefully pulls out, he positions his camera right over your dripping hole, showing the intertwined fluids of you both.

You thought it was finished, but you feel his tongue poke inside your overstimulated hole. Rook’s tongue darts in and out of your hole, carefully cleansing your cunt. His nose nudges against your clit as he continues his assault on your pussy. Finally, you find yourself reaching your peak again just from his tongue. Rook laps up your juices with slurps and groans.

He pulls away with a smile, his face slick with your fluid.

“Oui… I should’ve taken a picture of that.. Most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, mon cherie!”

Epel Felmier 🍎:

Epel didn’t consider himself the most jealous guy. Of course he knew you were pretty, but he was never worried about your guys relationship. He loved you deeply and he knew you did too. However… Epel just can’t control himself if his pride comes into the question.

The two of you were out on a date for your one year anniversary. Vil had been giving Epel some etiquette lessons prior to the date, and he was genuinely trying his best to be proper.

Just as you were assuring him that he didn’t have to put up some front, some burly beast man sailor comes over to your table. He leans in close to you, completely ignoring Epel.

“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?” The sailor rumbles, his voice low and dripping with practiced charm. “A pretty thing like you shouldn’t be wasting your evening sitting in a quiet corner with a fragile little doll. Why don’t you ditch the kid, come down to the docks with me, and let a real man buy you a drink that’ll actually put some color in your cheeks.”

The man winks, entirely oblivious that the ‘fragile little doll’ across from him was about to explode. For a second, the sheer size of the guy makes Epel’s old insecurities flare up. But as the man leans closer to you, something shifts.

Epel slams his hands on the table and stands up. His chair scraps loudly on the floorboards.

"Hey! Back off, ya scoundrel!" Epel barks, his refined accent vanishing instantly into a thick, gritty Harveston dialect. His eyes flash with pure, unadulterated fury.

"Who do ya think you're talkin' to? She’s mine. You lay another eye on her, and I'll show ya exactly what a country boy can do!"

The sailor blinks, caught off guard by the sheer ferocity coming from someone so small and pretty. Sensing a scene—and probably not wanting to get thrashed by a feral magic-caster—the sailor scoffs, raises his hands, and backs away into the crowd.

Epel is trembling, his chest heaving, his face bright red from a mix of adrenaline and embarrassment. He doesn't say another word. He grabs your wrist—his grip tight, firm, and unyielding—and hauls you out of the tavern, marching straight back to the dorms.

The second the two of you reach Epel’s dorm room, he quickly opens the door and pulls you both inside. After making sure all his dorm mates are out, he pulls you into a kiss.

Epel runs his hands along your body, feeling up your every curve. He pushes the two of you up against the door, quickly sliding his knee between your legs. As he runs his hands along your chest, he begins to slowly rock his knee along your clothed cunt.

You break the kiss as you lean your head up against the door. Epel slowly begins to kiss along your neck, muttering unintelligible words in his thick accent. As you start to grind against his knee, he slides his hand under your shirt, palming your breast.

He looks up at your face as you practically hump up against his leg. Giving your breast one last squeeze, he brings his hand back up to your face. Epel cups your jaw, bringing your lips close to his again. As you lean into the kiss, you reach down and begin to palm him through his trousers.

As the kiss deepens, Epel starts to guide the two of you away from the door and toward his bed. You both don’t break the kiss as you fall straight down on the disheveled covers. Epel continues to hump you as he delves deeper into your mouth.

After a few more moments of soft caresses and desperate kisses, Epel stands and quickly takes off his pants. You were still wearing your pretty dress from the dinner date, so Epel starts shimmying it down your hips. After the dress is off, he immediately crashes his lips back onto yours.

This man is on a mission though. As badly as he wants to fuck the shit out of you like a real man, he wants you to have a good time. Epel quickly dips two fingers inside of you, eager to keep letting them hit your sweet spot.

Right as you are about to come, Epel slides his fingers out of you. He immediately lines his cock with your entrance as you desperately hump the bed for friction. As he slowly sinks into you, you run your hands through his soft hair.

Quite simply, Epel is pussy drunk the second he slips inside of you. He eagerly babbles out random crap as he thrusts messily inside of you, continuing to hit the depths of your walls.

“E-Epel! S-Slow down!” You moan out as Epel continues to rail right into you with no intent of stopping. He groans as he bites down on your neck and begins to suck a dark hickey into your soft skin. As he moves away to admire his handiwork, he grins up at you.

“I ain’t stopping until I’ve proven I’m a real man. Your man, to be specific, doll.”

That is how you ended up having sex with Epel until late into the night. Safe to say you were heavily stuffed with your boyfriend’s cum, and he learned a new lesson! Anytime he’s jealous or insecure of himself, giving his lady a good fuck sure clears everything up!

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud 💻:

Idia did not want to go to the cross-dorm gathering, but you managed to coax him out of his room. For the first twenty minutes, he was glued to your side, a trembling shadow muttering about high normie energy levels and depleted battery percentages. But the moment he stepped away to grab a drink, someone seized the opportunity.

After getting a drink and turning back around, Idia watches a student corner you. The guy is smooth, confident, and leaning entirely too close into your personal space. You are smiling politely, trying to be nice, but to Idia, it looks like a targeted attack on his sole source of comfort.

His blue flames flare a sharp, aggressive magenta at the tips. His fingers twitch over his tablet, desperately wanting to hack the campus grid and trigger a fire alarm just to drag you away. Instead, he marches over—a rare, terrifying burst of assertion—grabs your wrist, and pulls you out of the room without saying a word to anyone. For once, making a scene at a public place doesn’t seem to cross Idia’s mind.

The door to his room clicks shut, and the heavy electronic locks slide into place with a definitive thud. The familiar smell of ozone and computer cooling fans fills the air, but the atmosphere is suffocatingly dense.

"Idia? Are you okay?" You ask, turning to face him.

He is panting slightly, his long blue hair whipping around him like live wires. He doesn't look at you directly, his gaze is fixed on the floor, his teeth gritting.

"Am I okay? You’re asking me if I'm okay after you let some low-level NPC hit on you right in front of my face?"

"I was just being polite—"

"Polite?!" Idia interrupts, his voice cracking with a mix of raw insecurity and sudden, overwhelming possessiveness. He steps forward, closing the distance between you until you are backed up against his gaming desk.

"You were smiling at him. You didn't push him away. Do you have any idea what that does to my brain chemistry? My stress levels are literally off the charts, and you're just... you're just letting them trespass on my territory!"

He traps you between his arms, hands slamming onto the desk on either side of your hips. When he finally looks up, his yellow eyes are wide, burning, and completely stripped of his usual social anxiety. The vulnerability is gone, replaced by a desperate, frantic need to reassert his claim.

"You're mine," he whispers, his voice dropping into a raspy, commanding register that sends a shiver down your spine. "I don't care how many normies try to talk to you. I’m the one you came here with. I'm the one who gets to touch you."

Before you can answer, his mouth crashes down onto yours.

He tastes like copper and cold energy drinks, his tongue dominating yours as if he's trying to erase any trace of the outside world from your senses. His hands leave the desk to grip your waist, his long, pale fingers digging into your skin hard enough to leave faint marks later.

Idia pulls away with a groan as you begin to palm softly at his growing erection (this man is whipped). After breaking the kiss, he looks down at you for a moment as if he’s contemplating.

“…As much as I would enjoy fucking you… I think I need a… video game detox.” Idia smirks as he sits down inside his gamer chair before starting his console. You stare at him in shock.

“A video game detox?” Idia is silent for a moment then laughs hysterically for a moment. Then he pats his lap.

“It’s yours for the taking. Might as well try and be useful.” You honestly weren’t used to Idia being so bold, and even a tad bit rude. However, something about it turned you on more. You slowly drape yourself over Idia before slipping your hand beneath his pants, palming his erection. His cheeks go bright pink, but he keeps his eyes on the monitor.

You slowly sink yourself down onto his half-hard cock, Idia’s eyes flutter as he tries to suppress his groans. He continues to customize his avatar on the game, giving you no attention. You start to bounce up and down on his cock after sinking all the way on it.

After continuing to ride Idia for a few moments, he finally speaks.

“Come.. dear Sevens.. I need to come! Keep going baby…” Idia quickly pauses his game as his thin fingers grasp your hips and pull you up and down on him. He pulls you close, shoving his tongue into your mouth.

He pulls away just an inch, his hot breath fanning over your lips. "Tell me," he demands, his chest heaving. "Tell me I'm the only one you want. Say it."

You gasp out his name, confirming exactly what he needs to hear. The validation hits him like a critical strike. He groans, a low, guttural sound before coming. Idia continues to rock against you, snapping his hips up as you ride him through his orgasm.

After he finishes, you expect him to be done. To your surprise though, he quickly pulls out of you. Idia then shoves everything off his desk—not caring as expensive tech components clutter onto the floor.

He lifts you up onto the cleared surface, parting your knees and stepping into your space with an intensity you’ve never seen from him before.

Every touch that follows is frantic and possessive. His hands map your body with a desperate hunger, leaving feverish trails of heat wherever his skin meets yours. When he strips away the barriers between you, his eyes never leave your face. He wants to see every reaction, wants to anchor your focus entirely on him.

As the two of you continue feeling each other up, Idia walks the two of you over to his bed. You both stumble over random energy drink cans and dirty clothes, but he finally reaches the bed. Before landing, you break the kiss and take your shirt off with a smile. Idia grins at you as he reconnects your lips and you both fall onto the bed.

Idia continues to kiss you as if you are his lifeline. He quickly lines his slick cock up with your entrance before easing in slowly. You moan as he bottoms out inside of you. Idia clutches your hips as he starts to rut into you. Before you know it, he’s a whimpering mess and begging you to stop clenching around him so he doesn’t come again so soon.

The two of you reach your peaks at the same time as Idia rubs circles around your clit. When you tighten around him during your orgasm, he reaches his own as well.

When the storm finally passes, the frantic energy bleeds out of him, leaving him exhausted and suddenly hyper-aware of his own boldness.

He collapses against you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. His flames have calmed back down to a soft, low blue, radiating a comforting warmth. He wraps his long arms securely around your torso, anchoring you to his chest as his breathing gradually slows down.

"Don't...do that to me again," he mutters against your skin, his usual introverted cadence returning, though his grip remains tight.

“My heart can't take it. Just stay in my room next time. With me. Where no one else can look at you."

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia 🐉:

When you first arrived in Twisted Wonderland, you were immediately invited to all the hit parties and social events. This was the exact opposite of Malleus’ time at NRC. However, once you both began dating, you constantly insisted on Malleus’ being your plus one.

Party at Scarabia? Great! You and Malleus will be there. A festival being hosted for NRC? The two of you are front row. Any ceremonies for the school year? You are beaming right beside Malleus as he smiles down at you.

This all meant the world to Malleus. He knew people saw him, but they didn’t actually see him. You did though. You always saw him. You, a simple mortal from another world. Not an ounce of magic. And yet, Malleus cannot help but marvel at how easily you feel like home to him.

So what exactly does the great Malleus Draconia do when someone threatens his perfect home? Well, he fucks his lady silly.

You see, the night had started as just a fun party. Kalim had eagerly invited you to a formal dinner, which only turned out being some huge rager. You were currently dancing it up with Ace and Deuce while also trying to get Malleus to dance. However, he was simply not a dancer.

Hence, you were dancing alone with all your friends until a slow song came on. As you start to walk back over to Malleus so you can beg him to slow dance, you are stopped by some guy. He smiles down at you, already placing one hand on your shoulder and the other on your hip.

“You’re a real good dancer you know that? I’m shocked you don’t have someone to dance with… good thing I’m here, right beautiful?” The man smiles smugly at you as he starts moving the two of you. You start to speak, but he quickly cuts you off.

“Say…you want to maybe get out of here after this dance?” Before you can even open your mouth, you feel a looming presence.

“Kindly unhand her. She has a dance partner. One for life, in fact.” Malleus’ voice drips with amusement as he watches the guy immediately tense up just from seeing him.

“M-Malleus-? Oh.. Sevens… I am so.. sorry.. I uh.. I gotta go…” The guy bolts quickly, leaving you and Malleus there. You turn to him with a smile.

“Dance partner for life? I thought you didn’t like slow songs?” You tease as he slowly wraps his arms around your waist, smiling down at you. Malleus sways the two of you to the beat of the song, completely content to just be in the moment.

“I simply prefer the fae slow songs over this. But I suppose if every mortal is stumbling over themselves to dance with my lady, I shall have to get over my dislike.” As the song comes to an end, Malleus kisses your hand.

When the party is over, he immediately walks you back home to Ramshackle to ensure you got back safe. You invite him inside as always, and he happily agrees.

The two of you sit down on the old couch in the lounge room. After sitting for a moment, Malleus finally speaks.

“May I kiss you, my dear?” He smiles at you, his hands folded. You immediately nod, expecting some small kiss then for him to announce it is time for him to leave. However, he quickly pulls you into a deep, passionate kiss.

Initially, you are shocked. Malleus rarely starts any type of… activity. He was more than happy to participate, but his gentleman nature made him less likely to initiate it. Now, your boyfriend was practically swallowing you whole and running his hands all over your body.

You move your lips against his as Malleus palms your breasts softly. You grab his hands and move them under your clothes, eager to feel him touching you. He follows your silent plea, carefully kneading your soft flesh as you moan into his mouth.

Malleus moves away from the kiss, carefully resting his forehead on yours as he continues to touch you. You whimper as he slips his hand back out. As he watches your face closely, he runs his hand along your stomach before slipping it under your shorts. Malleus runs two thick fingers over your quivering heat, you shutter as you grind your lower half on his fingers.

“Eager, are we?” Malleus smiles up at you sweetly as he slides his two digits in. You squeeze your eyes shut as his fingers penetrate your hole. He begins to pump them inside of you at a steady pace while looking at your face, mesmerized.

After a moment, Malleus feels you tighten around his two fingers as they repeatedly hit your sweet spot. He softly pulls a strand piece of hair out of your face as he curves his fingers inside of you. You end up reaching your peak shortly after, which resulted in your juices leaking all over Malleus’ fingers. Not that he seemed to mind.

Without a second to waste, Malleus lifts you up and starts to walk towards your bedroom. You look up at him in shock, still reeling from your orgasm. He looks down at you and smiles.

“You didn’t think I was about to make love to you on a couch, did you?”

Malleus quickly lays you down on the bed before shedding his pants. You follow his movement as you take off your own bottoms. He strokes his cock with a smile as his eyes rack over your body. The fae wastes no more time as he lays down over you and lines his thick cock up with your entrance. He slowly inches into you, letting you adjust to his massive length. You had taken Malleus’ cock before, but no mortal is ever fully prepared for a fae dick.

When Malleus has fully bottomed out inside of you, he grabs your hand, squeezing it slightly. When you squeeze back, he begins to slowly pull out before sinking back in. This pace continues for a few moments before he lets go of your hand and begins to circle your clit. You convulse on the sheets as his pace picks up and he starts hammering into you. The two of you continue to hold hands as you tighten around his cock, and the both of you come.

Malleus’ first action is pressing a small kiss to your intertwined hands before slowly pulling out. He can’t help but feel his heart swell at how pretty you look stuffed with his cum. After helping clean you up and laying back down, he holds you in his arms as you snooze. Malleus whispers one last thing to you before sleep.

“I’m more than just your dance partner for life, my beloved.”

Lilia Vanrouge 🦇:

Today was Cater’s birthday party! There was a whole wide party in Heartslabyul in honor of him, which you and Lilia were invited to! Lilia and Cater got along very well because of their shared club, so Lilia was very happy to attend.

Heartslabyul was packed. The yard was flashing with neon lights, and ringing with music. Cater was is in his element, snapping Magicam selfies and keeping the energy high. You and Lilia arrive together. Lilia is in high spirits, dressed up, laughing, and blending in perfectly with the younger crowd.

He spots Kalim and Cater across the room and excuses himself for just a moment to check on them, pressing a quick kiss to your temple before walking away.

You go over to the refreshments table, only to end up beside a random Heartslabyul student. He leans again the table, effectively blocking you in.

“Hey, I haven’t seen you around before..” He says, flashing a confident smile. He gets entirely too close, his arm brushing against yours.

"A party this good is wasted if you're standing here alone. Why don't we slip out to the rose maze? It's much quieter out there."

You politely decline, taking a step back, but he doesn't take the hint. He reaches out, his hand boldly grabbing your wrist to pull you closer.

"Come on, don't be like that. Just one drink with me."

Before the student can even register your discomfort, the air in the lounge temperature drops. A hand—small, but with a grip like reinforced steel—wraps around the student’s wrist, forcing him to let go of you instantly.

It’s Lilia. But the cheerful, eccentric fae from a few minutes ago is gone.

Lilia doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't need to. He steps between you and the student, tilting his head with a smile that looks incredibly sharp and dangerous. His crimson eyes bleed an ancient, terrifying authority.

"I believe my partner said no," Lilia purrs, his voice cutting cleanly through the loud party music. The grip on the student's wrist tightens just enough to make the boy gasp.

"It is impolite to badger a guest, especially at a birthday celebration. Don't you agree?"

The student looks into Lilia's eyes and instantly realizes he is looking at a legendary fae warrior, not a harmless classmate. He turns pale, stammers an apology, and practically trips over his own feet trying to flee into the crowd.

Lilia doesn't care about the fleeing student. He turns to you, his eyes scanning you from head to toe to make sure you're unhurt. The possessive fire in his eyes hasn't gone out—if anything, the crowded room is making him restless.

He grabs your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours tightly.

“We are leaving." He says, his tone leaving absolutely no room for argument.

The second you both get back to Diasomnia, Lilia has you pushed up against his door with a surprising force. He tilts your chin up before smiling and capturing your lips with his.

Lilia allows his hands to wander around your body, stopping around your waist. He pats your hips, motioning for you to straddle him. You oblige and jump up, Lilia catches you with absolutely no difficulty, which was surprising.

The two of you are now basically intertwined with each other as you continue to messily make out. Lilia stumbles towards the bed as he continues to kiss you. The floor is littered with random things, which he dodges to the best of his ability. Finally, he puts you down on his bed so you’re splayed out beautifully, heaving heavily from the kiss.

The fae quickly shimmys your pants off, then settles between your legs. Lilia runs a finger along your weeping entrance as he occasionally dips a finger in before withdrawing it fast. He continues to tease you like this as he watches your face with amusement. Finally, he slides both gloved fingers inside of you fully. You arch your back in response since you weren’t expecting him to finally give you his fingers.

After a moment, Lilia has basically gone off the walls. His two fingers are pistonning into you like crazy, and he seems to have no plan on stopping. As his fingers continue to caress your sweet spot, you finally tighten around him, nearing your climax.

“L-Lilia… Needa cum…” You babble out. Lilia’s response to this was to go even faster, which you didn’t think was possible. He teasingly runs his thumb over your clit as the pace picks up again. Through all this extra stimulation, you end up reaching your peak and come down with a moan.

However, Lilia doesn’t stop after your orgasm is finished. He continues to thrust his slick digits into your dripping hole. You feel yourself start to tense up for a second orgasm due to the overstimulation, but Lilia quickly pulls his fingers back out.

“My… It’s pretty late isn’t it? Why don’t we call it a night, my dear?” Lilia has a smirk on his face as you stare up at him with wide eyes.

“No! No! Come on baby, please? Please fuck me… I need it…” You whisper that last part as you begin to rhythmically grind your hips on his bed, desperate for friction. Lilia hums thoughtfully.

“I don’t know… Are you sure you need my help with that? You seemed fine getting attention from someone else.” Lilia teases as he runs a finger along your slick entrance.

“No I don’t! It’s you, just you, Lilia! Please? I need it, need you.” You pout up at him, desperate for him to fuck you. The fae chuckles and begins to unbuckle his trousers. He hums to himself as he strokes himself. You open your mouth to beg again, but before a word can come out, Lilia’s quickly lining himself up with your entrance and bottoming out immediately.

The room is filled with a plethora of moans and groans as Lilia pounds into you. Before long, you are coming around his cock, followed by him thrusting into you one last time before filling you with his cum.

As the two of you come down from your highs, Lilia pulls out slowly. You pat the spot beside you on the bed, simply wanting to cuddle your boyfriend, but he has other ideas. Lilia rests his head between your thighs, and looks up at you with a smirk before plunging into your pussy headfirst.

Safe to say you two would be at it all night.

Silver Vanrouge 🗡️:

Your boyfriend was rarely one to get jealous. You both had a very good communication system in your relationships, so neither of you ever doubted your love for each other. However, Silver always did feel a bit bad that he cannot control his sleeping patterns.

There have been occasions where Silver will accidentally fall asleep, thus missing a date night. You always assured him it was fine and that you understood he couldn’t control it, but deep down, he just wished he was able to give you his undivided attention.

In fact, the one thing that frustrates him the most is your friendship with Kalim. Don’t get me wrong, Silver liked Kalim, he was happy you were able to have a friend that could always make you smile. But he found himself getting upset over the fact Kalim pretty much dedicates his whole attention to you when you both hang out. Kalim never fails to invite you to parties, and you had told Silver of all the times you and Kalim had gotten into mischief.

Silver wished that he was able to dedicate all his time to you like that, but he knew it was literally impossible. Other people were able to give you all their attention, while he could only give a portion.

Currently, the two of you were at a party. You had dragged Silver there because he was always so busy with his knightly duties and training. The second you got there though, your boyfriend was already asleep, snoozing away in a chair. You knew better than to try and wake him, so you went to go hang out with your friends!

When Silver finally woke up, he scanned the room for you in a daze. He saw you on the opposite side of the room with Kalim, who was currently insisting you come back to Scarabia for a sleepover. You were both giggling about all the things you could do, like face paint, make Scalding Sands snacks, and even take a dip in the oasis in the morning!

You were happily agreeing when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turn around only to be face to face with Silver. He smiles down at you, which you quickly mirror with your own smile. Silver rests his chin on the top of your head as you giggle. He greets Kalim, who beams greatly and greets him back.

“Good to see you Silver! I was just telling y/n about the new plants growing at the oasis! Me and Jamil saw them last week, and I know how much she loves plants! I keep telling her we will have to visit the botanical gardens of the Scalding Sands! They have the best desert gardens there! Oh! And I was telling her about the new recipe I discovered! We’re gonna try it tonight-“ As Kalim yaps, you both listen intently until suddenly he is cut off by none other than Silver.

“That’s nice, but we have plans.” Silver says smoothly, not adding much. You look up at him with a confused expression. You hadn’t planned anything for the two of you. Kalim smiles quickly and nods.

“Aww okay! We can try for next weekend then! I bet the oasis will be growing even more by then!”

“Actually. We’re busy next weekend too.” Silver moves his head off yours, before intertwining his hand with yours.

“Sorry Kalim, will you excuse me and y/n? She was just telling me earlier that she wasn’t feeling well, so I would like to take her back to Ramshackle.” Silver smiles as Kalim immediately agrees and bides you both farewell.

As you both start to walk out, you look up at Silver.

“Are you okay? I didn’t say anything about feeling sick..” In response to this, Silver nods.

“Just need to get back to Diasomnia, love..”

The second you both get back to Silver’s dorm, you are shocked by how quickly he shuts the door and locks it before pinning you to the bed. You and Silver had been intimate before, but you were never quite able to marvel at his strength til now. He stares down at you with a passionate fire in his pretty eyes.

“I need you baby…” He whispers. You immediately begin to feel that familiar heat building in your lower tummy as you pull him into a kiss. Silver dives into the kiss himself, kissing you as if you were his oxygen supply. He begins to slowly run his hands along your body, kneading every piece of flesh he could reach. You tangle your fingers into his soft hair, which he groans into the kiss in response to.

Silver breaks the kiss after a moment. He’s heavily panting. You’ve never seen him this motivated. He desperately palms at your clothes, helping you take them off. You yank off his own shirt and stare in awe at his muscular body.

Without a second to waste, Silver slides two fingers inside of you. You immediately clutch onto his free hand with your own. Silver curls his fingers inside of you before quickly finding your sweet spot. As he takes in your pretty noises, he begins to grind his clothed erection against you. You let go of his hand, trailing down his torso until you reach his bulge. As he groans, you palm at the growing tent in his pants.

After a few more thrusts of his fingers, you find yourself clamping down on them. Your juices coat his hand, not that he cares. Silver immediately sits up, shedding his pants quickly.

“I need to be inside of you. Now.” The second you nod in agreement, Silver lines himself up with your entrance and starts to slowly inch in. You moan out as his cock fills you up, he groans into unison as your walls squeeze him in. When he finally had bottomed out, he grabs your hand and begins to slowly ease in and out.

After keeping this pace for a while, Silver loses himself. He desperately ruts into your pussy, groaning about how pretty you are and how good you feel around him. The two of you arrive at your climaxes at the same time, Silver slams his lips on yours after you both come down from your highs.

You expect Silver to be sleepy after that, however you underestimated your knightly boyfriend’s drive to make you come on his cock multiple times. Before you know it, you both have had multiple orgasms. He lays down beside you finally. After pressing a kiss to your forehead he whispers.

“I’m always here with you. Always.”

Sebek Zigvolt 🛡️:

Sebek had basically the high respect for you (right after his respect for Waka-sama of course). So he questions why in the world you wouldn’t want to train with him!

The answer is simple. Your boyfriend pushes way too hard. When you ask for a simple cardio workout, suddenly he has you doing like 200 pushups. So you stopped training with him, and started training with Silver.

Naturally, this pissed Sebek off. Why in the world would you want to train with Silver over him? He would sit in the courtyard, watching you and Silver work out. Silver would help adjust your form, carefully placing his hands on your muscles. This ticked Sebek off even more. Only he should be allowed to touch you!

After one of your workouts with Silver, you saw Sebek standing in the doorway. You smile and walk over.

“Hi love, what are you-“

“HUMAN. WE MUST BE GOING NOW.” Sebek takes hold of your hand and starts dragging you back to Diasomnia. The entire way, he’s muttering about how he’s just going to have to give you a private workout session.

That is how you ended up face down on Sebek’s sheets as he pounded into you from behind. He was honestly merciless. His cock sped in and out of your pussy at a high speed, and his fingers were twirling around your breasts and your clit.

Sebek grasps both your hips as he pistons into you harshly. You are in absolute bliss as he bullies your poor pussy with his cock. Sebek himself is groaning and spanking your ass as he ruts into you. Everyone within Diasomnia can definitely hear you two…

As you near your third orgasm, your walls clamp down around Sebek’s length. He groans loudly before yelling.

“If you want to come, you have to let me hear you beg for it.” In response, you immediately start babbling and begging for Sebek and his cock to bring you to your next orgasm. He smiles victoriously as he picks up the pace even more and repeatingly hits your g-spot until you come.

At this point, your pussy is absolutely drooling with a lovely mix of your cum and his. But Sebek isn’t even close to done. He continues to thrust into you right after your orgasm. You press your head into his pillow and moan. Sebek quickly wraps an arm around your neck from behind, effectively wrapping his strong bicep around you.

“Everyone needs to hear those pretty noises, got it?” You nod desperately in response as you approach another orgasm already. Sebek groans as he reaches his own peak. After you both have came, you expected him to be done for now.

However, he quickly pins you back down to the bed, holding your hands above you with his own hand. Sebek immediately slips back inside of your messy pussy with no intent of stopping as he groans about how nicely you squeeze him in.

The two of you had had multiple rounds by the time there’s a knock at the door. A deep voice booms through, Lilia.

“Sebek! Please don’t be so harsh on the girl. I can hear her moans from the kitchen.”

************************************************** A/N: FINALLYYYY, it’s done and posted!!! I hope you all loved reading about each of your favs :) I loved writing this so much, especially with like 10 milkshakes from wisdom tooth recovery hehe. I apologize for anything that may be OC! I tried my best!

Shout out to my bff for reading them all and discussing scenes :)

Thank you all! Enjoy! ♥️♥️♥️

You and Kalim had grown up together, but not in the way most would expect. Similar to Jamil, your family had dedicated their service to the Asims, and so you grew up with Jamil and Kalim.

The bond that you two had was undeniable. You would play tag throughout the Asim manor, cook a plethora of Scalding Sands foods, and play mandala until Jamil was just about dead from sleep deprivation. You loved Kalim and he loved you. However, society doesn’t smile upon star-crossed lovers.

When Kalim left for Night Raven College, he had promised you that the second he came back, he would marry you. You continued your work in the Scalding Sands, patiently awaiting your supposed fiancé. Your life quickly turned into a nightmare once Kalim returned though.

The Asim household had a reputation to uphold, and naturally that responsibility fell to the eldest, Kalim. Kalim was expected to marry a young lady from another wealthy family in order to strengthen relations between their families. You will never forget the moment he told you. He held you softly in his arms as he whispered his confession to you with shaky breaths and tears.

The very next day, you had to tend to Kalim and his new ‘lady friend.’ She was loud and obnoxious. She would constantly belittle Kalim as well. This routine of you and Jamil working for the two of them continued for about a month. You rarely had time to even see Kalim one on one anymore since his fiancée was attached to his hip.

Two months after Kalim was forced into the engagement, he called you into his room. You enter and wait patiently right by the door.

“You called, Master Kalim?” You inquire in your best monotone voice. Kalim pouts from his spot on the bed.

“Please don’t give me that ‘master’ crap. I’m just Kalim, and you’re just y/n. You don’t have to be something you’re not around me, okay? Just be you!” Kalim practically beams rays of sunshine. You nod with a small smile. You remain standing for a moment, the silence between the two of you deafening. Kalim pats the spot beside him on the bed.

“Sit! Please?” You bite your lip.

“Kalim.. I-I shouldn’t.. really.. what if-“

“Y/n. Please?” Kalim looks at you with puppy dog eyes and a pout. You sigh and walk over to the bed, nervously looking at the door.

As if he knew, Kalim shook his head and whispered, “She’s out right now, y/n.” You nod quietly as you sit down beside him stiffly. The silence washes over the room again, then Kalim plops his head onto your lap. You immediately tense up and your eyes widen. Kalim looks up at you with half-lidded eyes.

“What’s wrong? We used to do this all the time, remember?”

“K-Kalim.. I can’t.. you’re with her now. I don’t want to intrude between-“

Before you can finish your sentence, Kalim has you pinned down.

“I don’t want her. I want you. Always have and always will.” You stare up at him with wide eyes.

“W-We can’t, Kalim…” You sigh. “We aren’t kids anymore…” He lowers his head and looks at you with those golden eyes. He stares at your lips, waiting for permission. You hesitate but give him a curt nod. Kalim doesn’t wait a second more as he captures your lips with his.

Kalim runs his hands along your body, squeezing every curve you have. He slips his tongue inside your mouth, initiating a deeper kiss. His hand finally reaches down to the waistband of your pants. While his tongue continues to wrestle against yours, he slips his hand into your panties. You moan into the kiss as he swipes two fingers over your aching pussy. He pulls away with a smile.

“I knew you missed me too baby.. I can feel it.”

He slides two fingers into you, finding your sweet spot with ease even after all these months apart. While stroking your sweet spot, Kalim presses onto your clit with his thumb, resulting in you arching your back off the bed.

“As beautiful as always, baby..” He mutters as he starts to press kisses to your neck. You continue to babble about how you two really shouldn’t be doing this, but Kalim couldn’t care less. After a while, he pulls away his mouth and fingers from your body. You whimper at the loss of contact and sit up.

“W-Why’d you stop?” Kalim giggles in response.

“Thought you said we shouldn’t continue.” He says with a laugh. You stare at him, your mouth agape. You can barely think straight as your pussy throbs for more friction.

“Kalim.. please.. keep going,” Kalim taps his chin with a smile.

“Are you sure? I recall you saying that we shouldn’t start to begin with.” By this point, you had crawled your way onto Kalim’s lap and straddled his thigh. You started to grind against it. He smiles up at you as you continue to plead.

“By all means baby, what’s mine is yours. Do whatever you please.” You continue to happily oblige as you hump Kalim’s clothed thigh. He runs his hands over your body, careful to not disrupt your activity below.

“You look so pretty like this… prettiest girl I know baby.” Kalim runs his hands along your chest, then slips them under your top to fondle your breasts. You continue to grind against his thigh and reach to touch the growing tent in his pants. As you start to palm his clothed erection, Kalim takes his hand out from under your shirt, and glides his fingers through your slick heat.

“Sevens… you’re completely soaked. Do you want to continue, love?” Kalim asks with a genuine smile as he takes his fingers to his mouth. You nod desperately.

“Please Kalim… I need it.. need you.” He nods with a grin as he pulls you from his now soaked thigh and lays you down on the bed. Kalim helps remove the rest of your clothes, and you hastily pull off his as well. Kalim’s eyes scan your body in awe.

“You’re even more beautiful than the last time I had you like this…” He leans down and presses kisses along your neck, leading down to your chest and stomach. “Beautiful.. so so beautiful and all mine…” Kalim mutters against your skin.

After reaching your soaking core, Kalim moves his head away. He strokes his cock, gathering the dribbling pre-cum and spreading it all over his erection.

Finally, Kalim lines his cock up with your hole and gently pushes inside until he had bottomed out inside of you. As he starts to move inside of you, he can’t help but ramble about how good you feel and how much he’s missed this. Kalim leans down and presses his lips to yours in a sloppy kiss.

He continues his thrusts into you, nailing your sweet spot repeatingly. Kalim starts to feel that familiar build up, so he reaches down and rubs your clit until you’re moaning out in pleasure.

“Come with me baby.. Please come with me.” He groans out as his orgasm washes over him followed by your own.

After the two of you had came down from your high, Kalim pulls out of you, resulting in a creamy ring around his cock. Kalim hops up from the bed and grabs a towel from the dresser. He gently helps you clean up. It’s silent between you two as you both get redressed in your respective clothes. Kalim asks for help with his turban, and you happily oblige. As you start to pin it into his white hair, he presses another kiss to your lips. You look at him in shock, but he’s wearing his completely normal smile.

“I mean what I said y/n. I missed you a lot.” You are silent for a second as you continue to pin up his turban. However, you nod.

“Yeah, I missed you too. I never expected you to come back from Night Raven and us not get.. nevermind.” You trail off as you finish your handiwork. Kalim pouts when you don’t finish your sentence. Then his face lights up.

“I got it! Who said we still can’t be together y/n? No one! We can do this, and I promise you that I will talk to my family. Just give me a bit of time, okay baby?” Kalim insists as he holds your hands within his own. You stare at him, weighing the matter in your mind. You bite your lip and shake your head.

“We can’t Kalim.. It’s too risky and I don’t want you to be put into a situation like that.” He pouts.

“Please? I’ll keep you safe. I promise. I wouldn’t let anything or anyone hurt you. I just.. I want to be your lover again. Now and forever.” Kalim explains as he squeezes your hand with a smile. You think it over for a second, and can’t help the smile that comes to your own face. You nod slowly.

“Fine…we can try it out. But if you are compromised-“ Before you can finish, Kalim squeals and gives you a big hug.

“Thank you baby! Thank you!” He exclaims with a huge smile. As nervous as you were about this newfound situation, Kalim’s smile never failed to ease your fears.

After a few more kisses, Kalim leaves the room, leaving you alone. You tidy up his bed, making sure to refluff the pillows and straighten up the sheets. You exit his room and go to find Jamil. You end up finding him in the Lounge Room, watching over Kalim and his fiancee. She’s currently fussing about some new stand that opened down in the town, and urging him to go with her to buy a pretty purse. You stand beside Jamil, hands folded properly.

“You better know what you’re getting yourself into.” Jamil deadpans in a whisper, not turning away from Kalim and his fiancee. You nod stiffly, suddenly remembering your place. You watch as Kalim’s fiancee climbs into his lap, tracing the henna around his bicep. You can’t help but look down at the floor, you feel ill watching her caress him.

The only thing that gives you hope is the way Kalim’s eyes bore into yours as he caresses his fiancées chest, clearly showing he’s thinking of you. You suddenly can’t wait for the next time his fiancee goes out into town without him.

Leona Kingscholar

When you and the second prince had first met you were both young children. Since Falena was the heir, he rarely had time to do anything, let alone play with his younger brother.

You were the daughter of one of the servants that had long cared for the Kingscholar royalty. You and Leona did everything together, eventually you even went to Night Raven College as a pair.

The main reason you had been allowed into NRC was because Leona’s family insisted he needed a servant there with him to keep him on track. It wasn’t very difficult to convince Crowley either since he is oh so generous (Crowley was paid off).

The two of you started dating your first year at Night Raven. There was no societal expectations of either of you, so seeing each other romantically was easy.

While at NRC, you still fulfilled your role as Leona’s servant. You helped Ruggie deal with all the things Leona wanted done while also furthering your own education.

However, Leona always made it extremely clear that you are way more than a servant to him. By the third year of your time at Night Raven, Leona had promised you that he would marry you when you both graduated.

You loved your boyfriend and were ecstatic that you would be able to spend the rest of your life with him. The two of you graduated together (YAY LEONA FINALLY WENT TO CLASS) but something unprecedented occurred.

Leona was to be married to another woman. She was a princess from a neighboring area, and both parties had already agreed to the engagement on behalf of their children. Leona was livid. He yelled, screamed, and roared about how he didn’t want to marry some rich bitch.

He sat you down one night and assured you that there was no way he was ever going to marry her. You told him you believed him, but despair had already filled your heart. You knew that Leona’s family had said he had to marry her.

About a week later, the princess had came to move in with the Kingscholar family. All the servants were expected to begin preparing for their engagement.

You started to live the vacant life of a servant. You barely spoke to Leona, the only time you were even near him is when you stood stiffly by the door as he and the princess had ‘dates.’ He would slouch on the couch, unamused by the girl as she desperately tried to make small talk.

After about a month of avoiding him, he finally cornered you one day. You were folding laundry in his room when you thought he was supposed to be out practicing Magishift. All of the sudden, you hear the door shut from behind you. You whirl around and find yourself face to face with Leona.

“We going to talk about why you’re ignoring me, herbivore?” He crosses his arms across his broad chest. You avert your eyes and turn back around to keep folding the laundry.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Prince Leona-“ He cuts you off with a laugh.

“Prince? Don’t give me that shit. Cmon, what’s wrong? Talk to me doll.” You run your fingers along the silk sheet you were folding.

“Nothing’s wrong… now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go-“ He shakes his head as he puts a hand on your shoulder and whirls you around to face him.

“I know something’s wrong. You haven’t spoken to me in weeks. You don’t even stop by my room anymore. I… I miss you.” He mutters the last part as his tail swishes behind him. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“Leona. We can’t do this anymore… This relationship, us, it’s over. It’s all over. You are to be engaged and-“ He lets out a groan.

“Is that what this shit’s about? Doll, I don’t want anything to do with that engagement. I want you. Always have and always will.” You shake your head no.

“Your parents don’t want this for us. My parents don’t want this for us.” You try to reason.

“Who the hell cares what they want? As far as I’m concerned, you’re already my wife.” Leona’s tail wraps around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You shake your head again.

“I’m not putting you in that situation. You should marry her. She’s pretty, smart, well cultured and-“ Before you can finish, Leona has you pinned to the bed. His eyes are burning with desire.

“Don’t even finish that sentence. There’s nothing about her that makes me want you less.” He whispers into your ear as he starts to let his hands wander around your body. You gasp as he caresses your chest.

Leona captures your lips into a kiss, immediately shoving his tongue inside to wrestle with yours. His hands make quick work of removing your shirt. He breaks the kiss and stares at you.

“Fuck I missed you.” He mutters while he starts to trail bites and kisses from your neck to your chest. You immediately weave your fingers through his soft hair, moaning softly at the feeling of his mouth on your body.

He moves his fingers down past your pants and underwear. Leona chuckles with a smirk at how wet you are.

“Nice to know you missed me too, doll.” He sinks two fingers into you, then curls them deep inside your velvet walls. Leona continues to watch your facial expressions as he presses open mouthed kisses to your skin. After letting you adjust to his first two fingers, he slips a third one inside, resulting in your back arching off the bed.

“Talk to me baby. What do you need?” He whispers in your ear.

“You, need you Leona. Please. I need you to fuck me..” You tremble out that last part as you feel your orgasm approaching. Leona feels your walls tightening around his fingers, so he pulls all three out. You look up at him with half-lidded lust filled eyes.

“Hold on, doll. Don’t worry, I’ll give you what you need.” Leona adjusts himself and pulls his pants and boxers down to release his erection. He lines himself up with your weeping cunt and slides in with a groan.

Leona starts thrusting inside of you at a constant rhythm. He captures your lips in a kiss as he continues to rut inside of you. His hands roam around your body as yours do as well. You run your hands over the slopes of his abs and brace yourself on his bicep when he thrusts particularly hard.

He reaches down and strokes your clit to the same rhythm as his thrusts until you’re nearly at your peak. He feels you tighten around his cock which sends him over his own peak. Only about a second later, you’re arriving at your own peak. Leona continues to fuck you through your orgasm while peppering your body with more marks.

When the two of you finally come down, Leona pulls out slowly as he attempts to keep most of his sperm within you. He looks up at you and meets your curious face.

“They can’t do anything about us marrying if you have my kid, doll.” He explains with a smirk. You turn bright red but you can’t deny that the idea is a good one.

Leona ‘commands’ you to stay in his bed while he cleans you up. After he’s done getting redressed and helping you, he groans.

“I have some meeting I have to go. Don’t miss me too much, okay? By the way, if you want, come to my room. Tonight. 10 pm.” He grins at you as he slides his shirt back on before slipping out of his room.

You take a quick breather then rise to your feet, carefully fixing up his bedsheets that were already destroyed when you came in earlier. You spend the rest of the day doing your typical routine.

After dinner, you and two other servants stand near the entrance of the lounge room as Leona and the princess discuss wedding arrangements. The girl goes through the dozens of brochures about venues. She speaks softly to Leona about each one, but to him, it just sounds like useless droning. When she leans down to grab another one, he looks up from his spot on the sofa, smirking at you lazily. You continue to stare straight ahead, but can’t help the blush that floods your cheeks. Perhaps you’ll stop ignoring him once and for all?