10… to yours pinning my muse against a wall
A shocked sounded yelp erupted from the redhead when she suddenly found herself pressed up against the wall, arms held tightly above her head. Without warning she found his lips attacking hers with such ferocity she thought she could already feel them swelling. After the momentary shock died she began to enjoy his kiss, easing up from her tense position against the wall. As their kiss broke she looked up at him from beneath her full lashes, slight smirk playing on her lips. “Did you have a particular reason for that little surprise darling?”
She wanted this; she wanted him to control what feels she would have right now, whether she would receive pleasure or pain. In moments like this, she truly felt like they were equals. Though she gave up her control to him and let him do as he pleased with her, she knew that she drove to him to this point with little to no effort; and that made them equal in her eyes. Her head rolled back onto her slender shoulders as a deep groan rang around them, she would happily leave herself open to him and his uses until he decided she’d had enough.
She did this. She made him lose every ounce of his self control. He simply couldn’t help it when his reaper was involved; she enticed him in every way possible and he couldn’t deny that he loved it. Now he had his chance to take everything he wanted and more, mind clouding with lust. His breaths were ragged and shallow, his thrusts deep and rough. Her noises only served to further increase his desire for her, his desire to hear her cry out his name once again as she succumbed to the pleasurable sensations between them.
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Did you fall asleep? I hope not because I still can’t sleep.
"Oh I know you do darling~ but I love you anyway~" She chuckled with a shake of her head. If he boyfriend wanted to keep believing that he was funnier than he was really was she didn’t see any harm in letting him continue with the thought. "Mmm~ that actually sounds really good right now." She replied with a rather lazy looking grin as her head rolled back against her shoulders.
"I should certainly hope so; my hilarity shouldn’t be the only reason you love me." he teased, smirking devilishly at her while taking the chicken fillets from the fridge, placing them on the kitchen side. He stood, pondering for a moment, before taking a few vegetables from the fridge and placing them on the counter too. Cooking was one of his favourite things to do, yet only a few people really knew just how skilled he was in the kitchen and he was rather proud of it.
7:… to yours being drenched whilst wearing white
Now this was a sight she could certainly appreciate. The way the demon’s sculpted build was visible through the wet clingy fabric sent a shiver running down her spine. “Would you like some help getting out of that darling~?”
"Well even if you aren’t right now I don’t doubt that you’ll get used to it eventually darling; something about you just brings it out of me I suppose~" she replied with a giggle, light flush creeping onto her cheeks when he peppered her shoulders with kisses. Even if he couldn’t always word the way he felt towards her, she never doubted his feelings for a moment.
"Well, it’s very adorable and I like hearing it. Perhaps one day being able to word emotions in such a lovely manner will rub off on me." he mused quietly, smiling against her shoulder while rocking her slightly. The towel around his waist was loosening slightly as he moved, but he didn’t really mind as long as he got to spend time with her.
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Sometimes I feel like people forget that how the muse acts is NOT how the mun thinks and would act. My muse is can be an asshole, but that does not mean I am. I don’t know if anyone thinks this, but as soon as I post things with my muse not being “nice” people unfollow me. I feel like I can’t fully portray my muse how I see him acting without people unfollowing. And if this confession isn’t anonymous, I feel like more people will unfollow just because I care about how many followers I have and that I’m “complaining” about losing some. But what some people don’t understand is that every time that number goes down, it hurts because that’s rejection, where I lost a little of what I was worth. -Anonymous
Grell kept herself pressed against his side, sliding her arm around his waist as they walked. Perhaps it was foolish of her, but she felt as if they would always be fine as long as they could depend on each other. She knew she could handle herself in most situations— after all, what good would kickboxing do if she couldn’t use it—but it was still comforting for her to know that if she needed him he would come to her aid for anything.
It was at times like this where he was glad they were both very close to each other; he wouldn’t put it past some of the other guys to try something with her and the mere thought made his skin crawl. Now he was getting a little apprehensive about having to leave her at the gym on her own — he knew she was more than capable of taking care of herself and that it was highly unlikely that any guys would be there, but leaving her own didn’t sound too good to him.
Kuroshitsuji / CHP. 87-90 / Sebastian Michaelis
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This is more entertaining than it should be.
It really is.
yea, it truly is.
She almost started giggling when she saw his face going red. There was just something adorable about him like that that she liked being able to see. “Now now~ I didn’t say anything about you being corrupt, just that I know you’re likely to abuse your power just a little, at least for fun.” She chuckled with a grin and shake of her head. She knew that Sebastian could be violent and a little sadistic at times, but she believed that at his core he was just as genuine as she was.
"Well I know you enough to know that if you really put your mind to something you can do it well, and putting your mind into something is all that lying really is anyway." She replied with an almost cheeky looking shrug of her shoulders. Even though she knew that Sebastian had no interest in lying she still thought he couldn’t been good at it.
That was quite possibly the sweetest things he’d ever heard before; and it was actually aimed at her this time. She understood why they weren’t in the same house, but perhaps under different circumstances they would’ve been. It was then that she made her final decision for the night. She didn’t say anything only leaned up to quickly press a kiss to his lips before pulling away and turning to leave him. “I’ll you see tomorrow darling~, don’t dream of me too much~” She called, flashing him a grin and taking off down the hall. She thought she could feel her heart getting ready to burst from her chest, this was an excitement she hadn’t felt before.
The way she almost started giggling made his serious expression falter slightly but he soon covered it up with a very prominent pout. “Well, I might accidentally leave some liquorish snaps in someone’s bed or some other sort of biting thing just for the fun of it…but nothing serious!” he admitted, trying to keep himself at least looking somewhat aloof and above arguing about it – even if he was becoming rather passionate about defending himself.
“Ah, but lying is a constant effort; you would have to remember everything you have ever said to make sure you don’t contradict yourself and arouse suspicion. And that is why telling to truth is far less taxing.” the Slytherin insisted, smirking triumphantly at his own reasoning for not telling a lie. Quite honestly, he wasn’t sure if it was a compliment or an insult to know he could be a good liar if he put his mind to it.
Sebastian was glad she took it in a positive way, pleased that he wasn’t coming off as too clingy on their first night. Part of him wished their circumstances hadn’t been so different, but then another part of him was glad they were in different houses; it seemed to make their relationship sound so much more special and not one to be simply expected by everyone. He knew being in different houses would make things difficult, just as it did from simply being friends, but he wouldn’t allow it to get in the way of their relationship. “Good night and have pleasant dreams.” he called after her, hand lingering over his lips after she kissed him; it felt as though her lips were still against his.
With a grin on his face and a slight bounce in his step, he turned to walk towards his dormitory in a far better mood than he had been in a long time.
She relaxed again when she felt his lips pressed against her forehead, for a moment it made her feel like everything was alright again. Having him close like this always made her feel safe, like the angry glares and leering eyes around them didn’t have a single hope of touching her when she was with him. Her pleasant feeling was only made better when she saw Anne, Ronnie, and Agni joining up behind them like a buffer layer—Anne and Ronald shooting their own glares to those around them.
Sebastian could feel her relaxing again and he was glad for it; he hated it when she was uncomfortable and would gladly do anything to make her feel better. He breathed a soft sigh of relief when the others joined them, relieved to at least feel less alone and persecuted. It was days like today when he just wanted to leave school and run his frustration away.