ALTHe/It, (Plural) They - Autistic - Adult - Plural
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ALTThinking about modern Wanderer, who's your secretly needy roommate, who always thinks about you during late nights where his sex drive is at an all-time high.
Thinking about modern Wanderer who, in the depths of night, crawls out of the bedsheets just to pull up images of you on his phone, sliding his boxers down his legs to reveal his half-hard cock.
Thinking about modern Wanderer, who lets out the softest moans through bit lips as he stares at images of you, each photo zoomed into your legs as he thought more and more about how lewd you would make him look.
Thinking about modern Wanderer, who cums so quickly at the thought of you on top of him, smiling sadistically while he squirms around, imagining you lowering yourself onto his dick.
Thinking about modern Wanderer, who starts to hump at his pillows while staring at your photos, your innocent, unknowing smiles in each and every photo pushing him closer and closer to the edge—
until you walk in.
“Oh—! O- Oka— ohohohohokay—!!”
Sinful squelches from the vigorous amount of lube on your roommates dick corrupted the room's previously quiet and peaceful atmosphere, and Wanderer's high-pitched moans added to the sheer sin of the room.
How he had managed to get here with you straddling him and ruthlessly jerking him off was something he couldn't even try to think about. In fact, the boy's too dumbified and fucked up to even have a functioning train of thought that isn't about how hard your hand is squeezing his dick, or how merciless you were for jerking him at such a quick pace.
You're trapped between Wanderer's legs as one wraps around your torso, constantly kicking at the air when he gets closer and closer to the edge. His other leg is laid on the bed, still around your sitting figure, but remains resting on the bed— unless he's also kicking the sheets with his heel, having completely given up on keeping his composure.
Both of your hands twisted on his dick while they were practically riding it. The wetness from Wanderer's pre-cum mixed in with the lube was beginning to kill him; his eyes rolled back on numerous occasions, widening, squinting, or sometimes he'd close them for a little bit until you focus your hands on a veiny area, to which he goes crazy and squeals, squirms, and eventually loses all sense of self control.
“Ghh— Go‐ d— pleease I jus— just—! Oh–!”
Wanderer began to heave air from every corner and crevice of his lungs until they were too close to empty. He'd inhale sharply and breathe most of the air out as a signal that he's close. Wanderer was at a loss for coherent words, so to make up for it, he babbled, moaned, cried, gripped his bedsheets so hard that they began to tear, feeling that small string holding him together being shredded apart little by little, oh-so lustfully close that the string was about to—
snap.
“ffff— fuckfuckfuckff– FUCK—!!”
Wanderer screamed, and between your hands and from his dick spurt heavy amounts of your roommates cum, the liquid spattering all over your hands, face, T-shirt, and bare legs.
You've yet to say a word to Wanderer ever since you caught him masturbating to photos of your earlier, curious to see if he'd be affected by your sheer, deafening silence through his loud moans and cries. However, to your dissatisfaction, he didn't react at all to it— he didn't seem bothered by your utter silence.
It seems he didn't get much of a punishment yet for not telling you about his rut sooner...
“H... Hey,” Wanderer mutters through several pants, “wh— what are you... Ghh—!!”
You, without warning, lowered yourself onto his sensitive and overstimulated dick, taking in the stretching feeling, as well as his desperate cries for you to not continue.
A smile grows on your face.
Now you're definitely sure he'll react to this.
Pairing(s): Mikey x reader
Warning(s): Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Mikey, cockwarming (duh), teasing, dacryphilia
Author's Note: Your honor, I love Mikey so much omg. He's THE whole reason I got into tokyo rev in the first place. I hope I did my baby justice :')
It was you who brought up this idea first. You'd mentioned it to Mikey a few times, trying to gauge his reaction. You've fantasized about this for a while now, and finally tonight you'd sweet-talked him into trying it...
You’ve heard of hopeless romantic? I’m a hopeless platonic
For anyone wondering, this was the exact feeling behind this post
