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    The more she hears him speak, the more her eyelids would gradually sink lower within their sockets, because he was saying all that so lightly… as if ignoring the fundamental root of the problem.

    “…You are making a huge mistake,” came her eventual murmur, because if nothing else, Sylvain lacked clear cut boundaries and the ability to say ‘no’. With that in mind, Vivian doesn’t doubt that one day, he’ll discover he was putting his dick in crazy and proceed to find someone more mentally stable or suitable than her… for it wouldn’t just stop at her stealing his underwear. Why, due to how obsessively she loves, she’ll eventually follow him around, brand his name somewhere on her body, or even neglect their own child, because she can’t bring himself to love him a normal amount.

    The moment he squeezes her butt, though, Vivian would lean back with a startled yelp before lightly pounding a fist against his chest. “If you don’t cut that out, Syl-puff, I’ll force your cock back inside of me again!” she huffs, yet judging from the magenta hue seeping through her cheeks, it’s clear she was now rather flustered.

“i don’t. i want this life with you. i know it’ll be far from conventional. i know you’re not like the other girls and i don’t question it. i like you just the way you are. it doesn’t matter what crazy stunts you pull, you’ll always be my vivi.” sylvain was keenly aware his life would never be the same as his father had envisioned for him, but the red head couldn’t decide who he loved or who he didn’t love. vivi was perhaps even crazier than him, but... he could never think of her as anything but adorable. it didn’t matter what she did or didn’t. he had come to think that he could love every weird habit about her yet.

►THEY SHOULDN'T  be doing this. That was a thought that repeated itself in his head whenever Sora caught a glimpse of Addam through the tears of pleasure. Again  &  again , he’d feel that slight pang of guilt in his heart , but every time the other thrust into him , it was all but washed away.

Both of them had lost what was most precious to them ,  &  in their grief they had thrown themselves at each other. Seeking to ease the pain in their hearts one way or another. The pain in Sora’s heart was too great that he couldn’t see anyone else but Jin on top of him right now. In this moment , Addam didn’t exist  ——  it was just him  &Jin getting tangled up between the sheets.

He was writhing underneath the other , screaming his beloved's (  Jin's  )  name over  &  over in pure bliss. More , more  …  he needed more. Needed to feel him deeper  &deeper still. Thus he opened his mouth , soft whines  &pleas leaving his lips before he managed to form words.

❛  I-I need you so  ——  much. J-JIN!~ JIN! JIIIIN!!  You f-feel so good  …❜  Sharp inhale as he moved his hips faster against Addam’s , back arching  &  when he placed his forehead against his , he could only stare with half-lidded eyes. A beat of silence before Sora brought his hand up to tug  &  pull on his hair roughly. Begging him for more , begging him to mark him up&  make him cum.

seeking to ease the pain was one way to describe this, but addam was actually thoroughly enjoying this. it was not cool, certainly not okay, but after losing mythra, eventually lora and jin as well, there was no one else but sora. he had lost his best friend in the final battle against malos. everyone was gone. feeling sora this close him was relief and pleasure at the same time. it as good for his soul and his body. it was intimacy he had always been seeking, but he always had the feeling that he just wasn’t the one for mythra. she was never truly under his control.

it was fine to him that sora saw jin in him and moaned his name. it slightly did hurt, but it was what they promised each other. he was here to fulfill sora’s fantasy, his longing. he sped up, thrusting harder and faster into the boy beneath him, almost as if he was out to fully destroy him. it was so tight and warm, the friction was lovely and hearing sora moan for him gave him that certain push. he wanted so much more of this, more of sora. was it even alright to want more out of this?

Shuddering at the cool air hitting heated and flushed skin, hands fly to cover his lips when he feels Jongdae’s warm lips encompassing his dick. A soft OH ekes from his lips as a shiver of pleasure shoots up his spine, it’s almost enough to get his knees to COLLAPSE underneath himself if not for the wall pressed against his back and Jongdae’s figure pinning him from the front.

“Dae…” He whimpers, eyes meeting the other’s gaze. He trembles. Hand moving to wipe away the tears, “Don’t force yourself,” he mutters, a lingering sensation of GUILT flutters in his chest. Shanjie is certainly more the type to service people than to receive, it made him feel useful and wanted. To be in a position where he’s receiving all this pleasure, and seeing that he might be causing Jongdae some discomfort, it unsettles him.

Jongdae’s mouth is warm and inviting, it’s almost tempting to buck his hips forward but he stills them. Shanjie is a man of great patience, always holding himself back and allowing those around him take the reins. In bed, that rings true as well; very much so…Shanjie hands over all control to Jongdae, allowing the man to do whatever he wished to him. Hands combing through Jongdae’s hair, fingers tangling in the short locks, “You don’t….” he mumbles softly, he knows he begged for this and Jongdae is indulging him, yet he can’t help but to just…Remind Jongdae that he doesn’t have to do this.

oh, such a lovely whimper. shanjie was so cute, so sweet. he would love to eat him right up here. he would love to turn him around and plunge himself as deep as possible into this male. jongdae knew he was sexually pretty active, but he never considered himself to be this horny for someone. just waiting for shanjie to come to him was torture. sometimes he’d love to take him right at the door, just press him flat against it and fuck him until he knew neither left nor right. it was becoming a pretty bad habit.

“i am not. i want to do this. i want to do you.” he looked up with a small smile, tongue flicking over the tip of his cock. shanjie was usually the one to take care of him. he’d be the first down on his knees and sucking his dick. he didn’t even need to tell him really. it was like shanjie could see it on his face, like he’d read him like an open book. he was absolutely adorable.

@txnichtgut​ sent an Unprompted Ask (Always Accepting) - “you did well today.” atsumu was not one to praise his spikers, not really. hinata was like a small pupper though. praise helped raise his spirits. it was good for their next match, he told himself. that was why he was certainly leaning in to kiss hinata, gently pressing him back on the sofa before tugging boldly at the waistband of his shorts. “i feel like rewarding you, shouyo-chan.”

His eyes light up and if anyone looked closely enough it was almost as if his eyes were sparkling whenever he heard those words from Atsumu. Shoyo was simple, he loved hearing praise from his teammates when it came to how he did while being out on the volleyball court. As he felt a familiar pair of lips being placed onto his own, he happily accepts. Letting himself kiss the other male back gently while being pressed back against the sofa. This wasn’t anything new that the two of them had done, so he was rather comfortable when it came to kissing Atsumu.

Shoyo giggles when their lips part ways. A blush creeping up on his cheeks as he feels Atsumu tugging on the waistband of his shorts. His eyes stare up at Atsumu, letting out another giggle at the way other said that. “You know I’m always accepting of rewards that come from you Atsumu-kun.” Shoyo confessed. Besides Shoyo liked whenever Atsumu decided to be bold with him.

shouyo was simple. he loved praise, so atsumu gave him praise when he was doing well and advised him to do better, when he was sucking at his duty. those days rarely came by, shouyo was way too motivated and eager on the court. he rarely had days where he just didn’t do well. more often than now he found himself rewarding shouyo physically. maybe he was just horny. he didn’t really question himself. atsumu was not good at relationships. he was too focused on volleyball, but shouyo... shouyo rarely came to just ask for something not volleyball related. he wasn’t sure if he could call this a a full fledged relationship or friends with benefits. did shouyo even understand that term?

@txnichtgut​ sent an Unprompted ask! (Always Accepting) - daichi pressed closer to suga, shortly casting a glance over to the door of their shower. he certainly wasn’t expecting someone to come in so late. their practice had ended an hour ago already and everyone had vanished, except for daichi and suga. it was like suga had invited him to join him and daichi wanted nothing more right now. he kept kissing all over his body, fingers running over suga’s skin before he came back up. “stop tempting me in the middle of practice…”

With Daichi’s body pressed closer to Koushi’s, he felt his cheeks turn a slight shade of pink. Now that their practice had ended, it was a lot easier for them to do this. Although, he hadn’t been expecting Daichi to press up against him while they were in the showers. Normally it was always Hinata or Kageyama that stayed after practice to continue to do more practice. Except they hadn’t done that for a few days after Daichi had told them to go home and get some rest. So, now they basically had the locker room to themselves. There’s a soft moan that escapes Koushi’s lips as Daichi pressed kisses all over his body.

It was something that was easy for Koushi to accept coming from his boyfriend. Feeling the soft and yet somewhat rough touches of Daichi’s fingers along his skin was also something that he accepted rather easily. “I’m not doing it on purpose babe, its hard to not want to kiss you either during practice.” Koushi said. With him mainly being stuck on the sidelines he had all the time in the world to just stare at his boyfriend to watch him play. His arms wrapped around the back of Daichi’s neck as he smiled. “Are you really that upset that I looked so tempting to you?” Koushi asked him with an innocent look on his face.

he lived for those soft sweet moans. sugawara may be a professional at cheering everyone on by now, but it was those little quiet tones daichi came to appreciate, because this soft suga was a side he didn’t show to many people. he knew how much suga suffered after kageyama took over as their setter. so many missed games and only so many he could briefly sub in for the first year. while daichi felt bad, he had never thought suga was such a strong and wonderful person. the leader sighed softly, giving suga a slight grin. “you stare at me so often, but i just do what i have always done.”

“i can’t possibly eat you up right in front of them.” he wiped his hair back, pressing a small kiss to his boyfriend’s lips. “you wouldn’t perhaps mind... if we get it on a little?” he may or may not have been looking forward to this all day. he had only recently come out to his parents but wasn’t at the point where he could take suga home to him. that would shock them too much and he couldn’t expect for suga to make room at his home.

She can’t help but laugh at his words. “More beautiful, mmh ? I’m not sure. But I’m still taking the compliment.” She teases, a playful smirk on her features. She never truly stopped waiting for him. She felt him return to the Planet once, but now, probably because she defeated the Arbiters of Fate with Cloud and the others, Zack is finally back to her. And she just can’t lose him again. It’s been way too long. She loves him so damn much. She understands what Elmyra felt, back when she learned about her husband’s death.

“I wrote you many letters. I wasn’t even sure you were getting them because you didn’t reply, but it still has made me feel better for some time.” She admits, keeping a soft smile on her features. These letters once made her feel so sad, of course, but now that Zack is at her side, she wants to CHERISH the moments she shares with him, more than ever. “Trust me, it wouldn’t be a kidnapping.” She admits before she presses her lips against his cheek. “But please, stay with me tonight. And all the time.”

zack chuckled softly. really though, there was hardly anything aerith could do to be even more beautiful, but she just was. she was... older. she wasn’t the cute little aerith anymore asking for zack to build her a flower wagon. no, this was adult aerith. crazy to think how much time they were apart and yet it felt like a week or two to zack. he couldn’t even remember how much time passed while he was out, part of hojo’s experiment or whatever...

he had to make up for that time now. “i... i received no letter. i was wondering if i would get some, but... things happened and i... i haven’t seen tseng in a long while. i would prefer it... if i did not see any of them.” he was a criminal on the run for shinra and that included the turks. he had the hunch that they tried to protect him, but he couldn’t be sure. they never came to him after all. he had dragged himself all the way back to midgar.

He gets all but a few moments of rest before Rufus’ hand grips his fleshy thighs and slings it over his shoulders, a whimper of overstimulation ekes from Haruka’s lips as his head tosses back in ecstasy when he’s filled again. Mouth hanging open as pleasure and pain wrecks his lithe figure, back arching off the mattress as if to press closer to Rufus, as if to take in more of the other. His thighs shake with pleasure, a harsh pant leaving Haruka’s lips as hazy eyes meets Rufus’ gaze, a lazy smile on his lips, “Yeah?” Haruka mumbles, hands twisting the sheets beneath his body, “So full that I might get pregnant?” He asks, tone airy but teasing, a joke. “You could if you wanted to, all you have to do is say the word,” Haruka says, voice in a light whisper, hand untangling from the bedding to reach out for his lover.

     As soon as he actually wraps his pinkie around hers, it finally occurs to her Sylvain was being serious about making her his wife… which has her lips quiver, because Vivian herself was so self destructive, she had admittedly paid no mind to the fact he could possibly impregnate her. Why, she never even envisioned herself as someone else’s spouse, so his words ultimately left her eyes half-lidded, because it seemed so… surreal. Honestly, five years ago, she might have even laughed and said he didn’t need to whisper such reverent sweet nothings through her ear just to make her spread her legs, but now, her heart was stirring with unimaginable warmth, to the point where her gaze would soon plummet towards his collarbone.

     “…How can you even say the ‘L’ word that easily?” Vivian proceeds to mumble. Of course, she did happen to feel the same, but she was nowhere near as assertive about expressing it as Sylvain was. “And who is to say I would want a wedding? You say you want to marry me, but I am nowhere near feminine enough to be the trophy wife you probably fantasize about,” Vivian then goes on to reason, and within seconds, she’ll scoot forward before abruptly brushing her forehead against his chest.

    “…We’re only raising one crotch goblin together and that’s final… ‘cause if we end up with a whole backyard of children, I won’t be able to have more of your love and affection all to myself.”

“i am not saying it easily. i mean it. i also won’t say it again just like that but this is my intent, vivi. to make you my wife and to take good care of you, in whatever way you desire. i give you all the cock--- i mean attention, you need.” he chuckled softly. he enjoyed the physical part of their relationship but that never meant he ignored the soft one. if vivi wanted to lie in bed with him and snuggle for hours, then he’d probably find nothing lovelier he’d do at the moment. he cherished vivi a lot and just wanted her to know. one day he’d ask for her hand in marriage officially and if she accept him was up to her.

“you are not my trophy wife, vivi. you’re my mate. you could wear trousers and a shirt and i wouldn’t care. it’s not about what you wear, it’s about the promise to be together, to support and help, to love and cherish one another. i also don’t care about what my dad things or the rest of society. this ain’t their life, it is mine and yours.” he reached over to cup her cheek, squishing them a little. he liked vivi just the way she was.

            the pleasure that wracks haruka comes in droves  ,  clinging to rufus as if it’d be enough to anchor him to some sort of reality  .  he tips over the edge just as rufus does  ,  face buried in the crook of the other’s neck as his body shivers at the sensation of rufus pulling out  .  empty  .  he wouldn’t have minded if the other remained in him  ,  for him to feel the sensation of being full  ,  completed  ,  even for a brief moment  .             body entangled with rufus’ warmth  ,  it’s nice here  .  it doesn’t feel lonely  .  haruka takes the moment to savor the way their bodies are pressed against one another  ,  how their irregular breathes reminds him that he’s not alone  .  rufus breaks the silence and haruka joins in with soft laughter  ,  “  yeah  ??  ”  the soldier hums  ,  “  is that a request for another round  ??  ”  haruka pulls away to peer at the other  .              he takes a second to ponder his options before moving to roll rufus onto his back  ,  haruka’s knees frames his lover’s hips as he looks down on rufus  .  hand lightly pressed against the man’s abdomen  ,  he tilts his head  ,  “  then let’s get another round in  ??  ”  he teases  ,  though if rufus was to decline  ,  haruka would happily just collapse back onto the other and just enjoy the feeling of warm skin upon warm skin  .

rufus chuckled softly when haruka moved him onto his back, eyes looking up at his lover while a small smile played around his lips. “i would like another round, haru.” sitting up slightly, he pulled the male down for a long passionate kiss before lying back down. he placed his hands on the male’s hips, gently massaging his skin while his eyes never really left haruka’s. he always thought the man was beautiful, but he was even more beautiful right now. thirsty for another round and a bit exhausted from the last round.

( @txnichtgutx | cont. from here | switching to the new BTE )

► HE KNEW THAT ONE WAS NOT supposed to mess with their boss. However , it was too late to turn back now , for he had already given himself to the platinum blond underneath him  &  if he was being honest , he didn't mind at all , despite his reputation.

Rufus's words gave him a bit of confidence as he finally managed to take him fully inside. It was  . . .  an odd sensation , one he wasn't used to. A bit painful due to the fact the man was rather big , but he merely shifted in order to allow himself to adjust  &  he let out a small moan as he felt his dick throb inside him.

Such intimacy had him feeling dirty , but not in a bad way. It was something new  &  exciting  &  he was finding it enjoyable so far. All of these new feelings  &  sensations had his head spinning for all the right reasons. His nipples hardened from arousal as he slowly began rocking his hips back  &  forth , slightly bouncing on the CEO's cock.

If his boss wanted him to go slow , then he'd go slow  &  take his time. He'd let himself enjoy this new experience to the fullest. Oceanic hues stared down at Rufus , hands roaming up his chest only to be placed upon his shoulders.  ❛  I'll  . . .  be your pet  . . .  if you truly want someone like me. ❜

When the other encouraged Sora to take him in deeper , the brunet nodded , shifted some more  &  wiggled in order for his boss's cock to hit the deepest part of him. It was a feeling that had him crying out Rufus's name in lust. It felt incredibly good  &  the more he rocked his hips , the better it got.  ❛  R-Rufus  . . .  it feels so good!~  ❜

rufus simply stared at sora. he was... a pretty boy... daring, to just the right amount. a small groan leaving his lips when the other settled completely on top of him. he was so fucking tight. so fucking good. the president huffed lightly when sora adjusted to his size almost too quickly. was this kid some sort of natural? not that he minded when such a cute boy suddenly walked up to him to receive dick, no, not really.

rufus closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the soft motions on top of him. yeah, that was indeed really good. hence he sat up, hand on sora’s hips as he watched him curiously move those hips. “yeah, i wouldn’t mind keeping such a cute pet.” he reached up to grab sora’s chin, moving it down to take a better look at him. “you’d look cute in lingerie with a tail... just think of all the things i could do to you.”

He had told Sylvain that he could do as he pleased, and for a moment he had to remind himself of this when he choked. Patience was something that he did actually expect from the redhead, given his upbringing and everything that he’d seen from the other before now. But somehow the fact that he couldn’t contain himself for an amount of time when presented with the opportunity to use the former professor as a cocksleeve… it sent a jolt of arousal right down his spine.

He could only hope that the lordling’s lust was enough to hide the unfettered moan that his rough touch wrung out of Byleth.

The only thing that really kept him from tapping out was his previous experiences. Ever someone thirsty for knowledge, this was not the first time he’d had a tryst with someone, though he would never consider this moment among them. A year as his teacher at a monastery ( and wasn’t that just ironic ) and then five years thinking that he had to be alive out there somewhere. Neither of those had apparently changes how Sylvain thought of him. This was special, and for one of the first times in his life Byleth felt greedy.

He’d only stop, give Sylvain a squeeze on his thigh when he could feel the ache in his jaw. Sure, his throat was raw and any sound, spoken word or otherwise, was bound to sound awful, but that was secondary to the discomfort. It was only if he wouldn’t respond to the squeeze that he’d give him a light slap, heaving in a heavy breath when he was released. 

sylvain was usually experienced. usually slow, savoring each moment, but it just wasn’t the same with byleth. he had been trying to get into his pants years ago, but... the man was his professor and he took his duties very seriously. he managed to sneak in a kiss and thought that would be the end of the story... but they met again. sylvain was pretty assured byleth had forgotten about him. maybe he moved on and found someone but that was not the case and sylvain had grown out of his skirt-chasing-pants. he didn’t think this chance would come along. that he’d get his dick sucked by his former professor. that he could appreciate the tight wet warmth of his mouth and throat.

when byleth squeezed his thigh, sylvain almost stopped immediately, a few groans leaving his lips before he slowly but surely pulled the man back up to pepper his face with kisses. he did look really cute like this; as if he had been thoroughly used as a toy. oh, right, he had been. sylvain grinned before kissing down his body, happily settling in between the man’s legs. “let me pay you back... no, really, i don’t think i can wait much longer.”

His points were solid enough,for her to agree with him.She has been told by her friends and co workers that she did easily agree with people however she appreciated that he would protect her from anyone that would pass by even though they were far away and the cave near by wasn’t really the most welcoming place.”I know I agree too easily but most of the points you made were very good I couldn’t disagree.”As soon as she said that he sealed their lips with a soft kiss slowly she closed her eyes a blush colored her cheeks she felt his hands moving the top part of her swimsuit asie which exposed her breasts he started to fondle and play with them while they continued kissing.

She was pressed up againist the rock,it was hard to not make any noise while his clothed covered cock rubbed her thigh repeatedly until they were both her panting for this being her first time it felt amazing she didn’t want him to stop in fact she wanted more.She saw that he stopped playing with her breasts and went down and took the lower half of her swimsuit and moved them out of the way a shiver of pleasure went down her spine and felt his tongue running over her folds but when he pushed his tongue inside her eyes widened and she moaned out his name.By the seven she missed him dearly and tonight on this beach they were about to unite.

“of course they were, this thoma is a really smart guy.” at least half of the time he made decisions that were fairly logical and rational. he’d often help ayaka and ayato make their decisions as well, but while he could truly help ayaka by telling her all he knew, ayato was just... different. he could tell the man his opinion but if he kept that in mind while sneaking through inazuma’s politics? thoma did not know and he learned not to question some of the choices ayato made. he did trust him fully though, there was hardly a kinder man on this planet.

not that it mattered right now.

            he shudders at the other’s words  ,  wherever jongdae touched  ,  it seemed to light a fire in his body  .  “  jongdae  ,  ”  he whines softly at the other’s dirty whispers  ,  hands gripping the other’s shirt tightly  .  arousal wafts through his figure with each words that falls from jongdae’s lips  ;  he craves for more than just kisses  ,  he wants more  ,  but his sensibility and logic reminds him that he’s still in public  ,  only hidden behind a flimsy curtain that anyone can pull open and see what they were doing  .            their bodies pressed together  ,  their breathes mingling with one another  .  he can feel himself grow harder as time passes  ,  he CRAVES jongdae  .  he wants the man so badly … uneven breathes fall from his lips  ,  “  please … don’t tease …  ”  he mutters  .

“i am sorry,” jongdae murmured, capturing shanjie’s lips again as he just started to grind against the other male. it was absolutely shameless, but dae loved it just so much. he loved to watch shanjie fall apart, moan and breathe his name, to unlock this side of the other male where he’d go so far to let jongdae fuck him in public, behind nothing more than some yellow ugly curtain. he really did not like the color.

            trembling as he felt rufus fill him  ,  a whine eking from his lips as the other pulls out  ;  haruka follows suit in a matter of seconds  ,  covering rufus’ hand with white fluid  .  hand moving to caress his lover’s cheek  ,  haruka moves to push himself upwards a little  ,  just enough to meet the other’s lips  .  lips brushing against lips  ,  “  full …  ”  he mumbles  ,  his legs still felt weak and jelly-like  ,  he can feel the other’s semen slowly dripping out of him  .             “  you make me feel so full …  ”  he murmurs  ,  moving to bury his head in rufus’ shoulder  ,  nuzzling against the other’s skin  .  an arm wrapped loosely around the other’s shoulders  ,  haruka takes the moment to catch his breathe … a small respite should rufus wish for another round  (  not that haruka minded  ,  his own appetite is hard to satiate once it starts  )  .  

@changqwi​°•*⁀➷ unprompted | open

╰┈➤ ❝ [ the moment he's through the door and his eyes sets upon jongdae, shanjie makes a beeline for the other, quick to tackle the man in a tight hug and before jongdae could greet him, his lips are upon the other's in an instant. no words, not right now. he wants to savor his homecoming.

shanjie had been away on a foreign mission, his only contact with jongdae was through the phone and while that softened the ache, it could never beat having the physical person with him. though it had only been about half a month, it was way too long; normally, shanjie wouldn't have minded long missions, it kept his mind off the darkness swelling in his head but since meeting jongdae, any second away from the man was way too long.

the moment his feet touched ground, it took all of his willpower to attend the debrief and make his report. not even bothering to change out of his dirty uniform, he shed his equipment and dusty jacket, turned it in and headed straight for the parking lot. his mind was only focused on one thing.

JONGDAE.

and now the person of his affection, the being of his addiction, the all-occupying thought is held in his arms. he can hear the chuckle eke from the other's lips, shanjie finally pulls away and buries his face in the crook of jongdae's neck. 

"finally..." he mumbles, taking in the familiar scent of home. ]  ❞

jongdae had been busy in the kitchen when he heard the door open. shanjie was supposed to come back today, but he did not think the other male would be so early. walking over to the door, he was quickly greeting by a pair of lips. mismatched colored eyes looked at the other male curiously, head tilted. “i take it you missed me.” a small chuckled passed by his lips, a hand reaching up to cup shanjie’s cheeks. “i missed you, too, and i would eat you right up, but i am not finished with making dinner yet.”

when shanjie let go of him, jongdae stepped back, casually and rather gently giving shanjie’s butt a squeeze. “get dressed in something more comfortable and join me in the kitchen.” pressing another kiss on those lips he could not resist, jongdae finally turned on his heels to look for the cooking pot. turning down the heat, jongdae started to set the table while shanjie was changing into something much easier and comfortable.

@xuntamed​°•*⁀➷ unprompted | open

╰┈➤ ❝ [ "I... think I might be ready."

Shaw's voice was low; quiet but still loud enough for Victor hear him. He was seated on the bench outside of the art museum, the class that he had been volunteering to chaperone for - due to his professor, of course - chattering loudly during their break time, sitting in clusters for each other while eating lunch. One of the students - one of the ones who had seemed particularly taken with Shaw - seated bravely on the omega's lap, chattering happily with another student on the grass. Running into Victor hadn't been apart of today's plan, but it was nice; having his mate linger with the class and seeing the little faces peer towards him in interest before approaching even the alpha.

There was still a lot about his future that Shaw wasn't sure of -- sure, he was a graduate student for archeology and he knew he wanted that within his future. Along with his position in Isolated and his band-mates, there was a lot that he still wanted in his life which he figured wasn't bad for a 20 year old omega. He'd been with Victor for years now, since his earliest years of high school when he had pretended to be a beta.

He knew what Victor had wanted all this time. And having been with a bunch of kids to help his professor.... He couldn't help but think that perhaps now, finally--

Shaw glanced towards Victor, the slightest smile tugging on his lips. "... I think I'm ready to try for a baby." ]  ❞

victor turned his head to shaw, wondering what the male was suddenly ready for. it was by mere coincidence that victor was here, since they had their business meeting in one the business room of the art museum. he knew that shaw was out with his class today, but he did not assume that the art museum was the same. so after saying goodbye to his clients, victor made himself busy, guiding the small children around. victor had always been good with kids, it was part of his nature. it also helped, that he was perhaps a very reasonable but dominating alpha. the kids kinda did like him and victor was happy to be surrounded by children. after all he dreamed of one day having a family with shaw.

victor wasn’t sure, if he was dreaming because the day had been so much fun or if shaw really did just suggest to try for a baby. he had been waiting quite a few years already. he had always been out to have a family, but he respected shaw’s choice to wait. it was his right and victor had come to terms with the fact that it might take shaw 10 years and... even that was fine with him. shaw was his mate and he loved him, he’d not - ever - force him.

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╰┈➤ ❝ [ ruska bit his lip, letting out a long muffled moan while gripping the sheets and what probably was dae's discarded shirt. he rocked forward gently with each thrust from the alpha, panting with his mouth open, choking on a moan here and there. couldn't be too noisy with the beb sleeping in the crib, at the other side of the room. ruska would like nothing but to be railed to oblivion but this was good too. dae did sink in deep, it felt good. and the previous load pumped into ruska just eased the slide. ruska was overwhelmed, overstimulated. it was too much but too little. he wanted dae, but also for him to not see him so he tried hiding his red face and the most likely very lewd expression. especially the way his eyes rolled as a new orgasm rolled over him, having him by the end of it go cross-eyed for a moment before dropping limp. his wet cum filled hole rhythmically squeezing around dae, milking him. an unfocused, teary look is tossed over the shoulder and ruska --- very out of it--- asks for more. ]  ❞

"it’s okay.” jongdae gently pressed ruska up against the wall, one eye on the sleeping beb before he focused back on the omega again. ruska was... needy. jongdae had no better word for the condition the male was in. he came onto him and the alpha obliged without another word. it was partly his duty, what he had been paid for but dae loved indulging in this, in treating this omega. pressing kisses over the male’s shoulders, he filled him up once more, one hand on his hips to keep them in place before he cutely tilted his head.