I'm at that disgusting point of my writing where I cannot fathom writing any more of my story today... but it's all I can think about. đ
Happy birthday Aizawađ„ł
Writers be like: "I love my characters!"
Also writers: "What if I made them suffer horribly for no reason except my own entertainment?"
writing isnt even like a hobby to me anymore its just that theres images trapped in my head and if i dont get them out fast enough they start rotting in there and stinking up the place
If you write romance, do your characters flirt in your head while youâre trying to sleep, or is it just me?
open a document and start writing
Me after every conversation: Shit theyâll never wanna talk to me again.
I think the funniest part of writing fanfic is trying to decide how a character says one word. Like I just got stuck on the word 'the'. Do they say it with an accent? Do I make it sound like 'ta' instead of 'the'? I spent 15 minutes scrubbing through material just for one word. đ
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Paws and Effect - A Ghost/Reader/Soap Hyrbid AU fic.
Blurb - 4k words, Full on AO3 - 16k words (18+)
Summary: Soap was convinced that Ghost was hiding something. He was dead set on a secret missus tucked away in some flat in London. Nothing could have prepared him for the truth. A cozy little farmhouse, far removed from the chaos of their world, and a⊠fluffy cat? The biggest shock yet? The catâs true identity.
Soap was certain that Ghost had a missus back home. His first clue? Ghostâs uniforms. They were always crisp and well-pressed. Donât get him wrong, he was sure the big man knew how to use an iron, but there was something suspiciously meticulous about the way his clothes looked when he would come back from leave. Pressed to perfection, not a single wrinkle in sight.
Not only were they clean-pressed, but there was that scent that drove Soapâs nose crazy. It wasnât just your standard laundry detergent, there was something warmer, floral, something⊠homey. Soap had sniffed every brand of detergent he could get his nose on, but nothing quite matched the lingering fragrance that was on Ghostâs clothes.
He tried asking once, tossing out the question casually. âSo, you got a missus waiting for you back home, Ghost?â
The man barely spared him a glance, shaking his head. âJust a cat,â he said. His tone was even, but Soap swears he could see just the faintest twitch of a smile under his mask.Â
What really got under his skin was how the rest of the 141 played along. When he pressed Gaz about it, all he got was a shrug. âHeâs not lying, mate. Heâs got a cat.â
Price wasnât any better. âSounds about right,â he said, offering nothing more. Soap wasnât buying it though, because every so often heâd get another clue.Â
Like when he overheard Ghost chatting with someone on base. He kept mentioning how she was doing, whether she was planning to visit soon and no matter how hard he tried, Soap couldnât shake the feeling that she wasnât a cat. It was always just vague enough to be brushed off, yet it gnawed at Soapâs curiosity.Â
The final clue was the phone calls. Ghost wasnât the type to waste time on mindless chatter, but every now and then, heâd slip away with his phone, voice low and private. One night, Soap happened to walk down the hallway towards the rec room at the right time. He didnât mean to eavesdrop⊠kind of. It just so happened that he could hear Ghostâs voice from where he so happened to be standing.
âYeah⊠I miss you too.â
Soap nearly fell out of his pants. He finally caught him, but he couldnât let him know. He needed something more solid and he had to find out just who this girl was.
Going back to square one, he decided to take another swing at asking questions. âSo Ghost, whatâs your catâs name?â
Ghost barely looked up from his cards. Soap had figured the teamâs weekly poker game was the perfect time to catch him off guard. It seemed like a solid plan so far, but Ghost was just as unreadable as ever.
âCallie,â Ghost answered simply.
Soap narrowed his eyes. âWhat kind of name is that for a cat?â
Price leaned back in his chair, gaze darting between Soap and Ghost. âWhy do you care so much, Johnny?â he asked his tone a mix of curiosity and amusement.
âI donât, I just-,â he huffed. âLook, I just know heâs full of shite, alright? Thereâs no way all heâs got at home is a bloody cat. And whatâs worse is it that you lot seem to know it too.â
Across the table, Gaz snorted. âYou sound jealous.â
Soap scowled. âI am not jealous. I just find it hard to believe.â
Before he could finish, Ghostâs phone buzzed.
The whole room went still.
Ghost barely reacted, checking the screen with his usual impassive air before typing out a quick response. Then, just as casually, he slipped his phone back into his pocket and placed his cards down with a satisfying âplapâ.
âThat was the cat,â he said flatly, revealing a full house. âGotta make a call.â
Gaz nearly chokes on his drink, bursting out laughing. Price just sighed, leaning over to pat Soap on the shoulder. âJust give it up, mate.â
A month later, the task force was on the road, making their way back to base after a grueling week-long mission a few hours away. It was far too late for them to be out and exhaustion was starting to settle in. They had pushed to get back, desperate for their own beds, but the further they drove, the harder it was for everyone to stay awake.
âWhy donât we just crash at my place for the night,â Ghost offers, calm but firm. From behind the wheel, Price glances over, considering it for a second before nodding.Â
âSounds like a plan,â he says, speeding on into the night.Â
Soap perks up immediately, practically bouncing forward to stick his head between the front seats. âWait, weâre going to L.T.âs place?â
Ghost sighs, already regretting his offer. âOn second thoughtâŠâ
Soap playfully shoves his shoulder. âAw, donât be like that,â he grins.Â
âItâs been a while,â Price cuts in, his voice carrying a note of familiarity. âItâll be nice to visit again. Bet a lotâs changed since I was there last.â
Ghost doesnât respond right away. Instead, he turns his gaze toward the dark scenery outside. âYou have no ideaâŠâ he murmurs.
Soap blinks. âWait, yeâve been before, Captain?âÂ
Price nods. âA few times.â
From the back seat, Gaz casually raises a hand. âAs have I.â
Soap reels back, scandilized âWhat?â he whines. âHow come everyone else has got an invitation âcept me L.T.?â
Ghost cocks his head to the side, sizing up the Scotsman with an air of amusement. âYouâre too rowdy. Youâll scare the cat.âÂ
Price and Ghost exchange a knowing glance, only adding fuel to the fire in Soapâs burning curiosity.
Soap huffs, flopping back into his seat with exaggerated indignation. âUnbelievable,â he mutters under his breath.
He turns his attention to the window, watching as the darkness of the countryside stretches endlessly around them. The road was essentially empty with vast, open fields on either side. Every so often, a streetlamp would flicker by, offering the briefest glimpse of the world outside before swallowing it back into the shadows.
Yet, despite the tranquil scenery around them, Soapâs mind was far from resting. If everyone had been to Ghostâs place before, that meant that there was definitely something worth seeing, something he was hiding. He was determined to be right. Ghost had a bird.
Further into the drive, Soap catches glimpses of distant lights moving across the fields. They bobbed and weaved in a uniform rhythm, eerily synchronized for lights, flickering through the darkness.
âFarmerâs dogs are out,â Ghost comments, his voice low and unreadable. âMust be chasinâ something.â
Before Soap could get a proper look at whatever something was, the car veered onto a narrow side road, cutting off his view.
âYou live near a farm?â he asks, watching as the scenery shifts.
Ghost grunts an affirmative, offering nothing more. Before he could press any further, Price turns onto a long, gravel driveway, the tires crunching softly against the stones.Â
Soap leans forward again as a modest yet charming farmhouse comes into view. A small porch light bathes the front of the house in a warm glow. It looked, cozy. Not how he would think one would describe Ghostâs home.
âThatâs yer place?â he asks, heavy skepticism coating his tone.
Once again, Ghost merely grunts an affirmative. Then, with a slight edge to his voice, he adds, âMake sure you mind your manners.â
Soap smirks. âWhat, ye worried Iâll scare the cat?â Soap teases.Â
The joke earns him a hard glare from the masked man, the kind that makes it very clear that he is treading on thin ice. Price parks up close to the house before anyone can say anything further.Â
After stepping out, Soap takes a chance to look at his surroundings. The house was wrapped in lush greenery, flowers spilling over from well-kept garden beds and climbing trellises. It was once again a stark contrast to the man who owned it, comfy. And yet, it only fueled Soapâs suspicions.
They had barely grabbed their bags when a blood-curdling screech tore through the quiet night.
Soap froze, immediately on edge. âWhat the hell was that?â
A deep, guttural meowl followed and it felt long, drawn-out, and wrong. It echoes from somewhere near the tree line, making Soapâs pulse quicken.
Ghost barely reacts, simply glancing towards the forest. âCat mustâve got out,â he mutters before heading toward the house.
Soap hesitates. That didnât sound like any cat heâd ever heard.
Something about how Ghost said it so casually and dismissive sends a shiver down his spine. With a quick glance toward the others, he hurries after Ghost, not keen on lingering outside any longer than necessary.
Stepping inside, Soap was immediately hit with a wave of warmth and comfort. The living room was the exact opposite of what he had expected. Big, inviting couches piled high with plush pillows and blankets, soft lighting that cast a golden glow across the walls. Nearly every surface was adorned with plants, their vines spilling over shelves and trailing toward the floor in lazy curls.
And then there was the pet bed. It was huge, nestled in the corner like a throne. Soap stared at it, utterly surprised. âJust how big is your cat?â
Ghostâs answer dies on his tongue as another ungodly screech echoed from outside, this time followed by the unmistakable snap of jaws and a furious chorus of barking dogs.
Soap flinched, whipping toward the window in time to see three of the distant lights streaking past, tearing towards the forest with breakneck speed.
âSounds like they caught whatever they were after,â Ghost says flatly, completely unfazed.Â
Soap turns to him, concern plastered on his face. Slowly, Soap takes a step away from the window.
âRight,â Ghost continues as if nothing had happened. âOne of you will need to take the couch. Guest bedâs not big enough for three.âÂ
Just as the words leave his mouth, a sudden noise comes from the kitchen. A faint but distinct shuffle, the sound of movement where there shouldnât be any. Every head snaps toward the doorway. The team had faced enemy fire, brutal missions, and near-death situations. But after the week theyâd had, their nerves were still wound tight, instincts sharp.
Suddenly, soft, quick footfalls break the silence, followed by a chorus of eager meows barreling into the living room. The team exhales, shoulders loosening as the true source of the âintruderâ revealed itself.
âThere she is,â Ghost says, his voice uncharacteristically warm as he kneels down.
A fluffy black cat, with a mosaic of white and orange splotches, practically launches into Ghostâs arms. Immediately a cacophony of loud, rumbling purrs fill the room as the cat chirps and rubs their head all over the masked man.
âThere's my girl,â Ghost coos as he rubs a finger under the cat's chin.Â
Soap swears he can see the damn cat smile, purrs growing even louder as it presses into the touch, completely and utterly smitten with the masked man.
âShe's looking nice and healthy,â Price comments, watching the affectionate display.
At the sound of his voice, the cat perks up, ears twitching as it twists out of Ghostâs hold and trots over to rub against Price and Gazâs legs. Both men reach down to scratch at its soft fur, their hands easily finding familiar spots.
âI forgot how soft you were,â Gaz chuckles as it twirls between them, soaking up the attention. Then, as if suddenly noticing the extra presence in the room, the cat pauses. Its bright green eyes land on Soap, studying him with a quiet curiosity. It tilts its head slightly, ears twitching as it takes a hesitant step forward.Â
Soap freezes, glancing at Ghost who gives him a small nod.
âLet her sniff your hand,â Ghost instructs.Â
Frowning slightly, Soap peels off his glove and extends his hand, palm up. The cat looks to Ghost first, as if waiting for some kind of confirmation. Ghost turns his attention to the cat, cocking his head to Soap. âThatâs Soap,â he tells it, low and steady.
At that, its ears perk, and its tail flicks before it closes the distance, giving his hand a few, careful sniffs. Then, as if making its final judgment, it presses its head into his palm, purring into the touch.
âSoap, this is Callie,â Ghost says simply. âSeems she likes you.â
Soap blinks down at her as she gazes up at him with wide, trusting green eyes. Any lingering suspicions, theories, or conspiracies vanish in an instant. Ghost was telling the truth. There was no secret missus waiting back at home.
Just this cat.Â
Callie.
âSheâs a beaut,â Soap admits, scratching gently behind her ear.
Ghost gives a short nod. âYeah.â
After another moment, Callie stretches lazily and trots back over to Ghost. She lets out a long, dramatic yawn before hopping effortlessly into his waiting arms, nesting into the crook of his elbow with a satisfied purr.
âLooks like sheâs had a long night,â Ghost remarks, stroking her soft fur. âWeâre gonna turn in, regroup in the morning.â
A murmur of sleepy agreements passes through the team. Ghost gave one last nod before retreating toward the downstairs bedroom with Callie still draped in his arms like a queen.
There was some lighthearted bickering over who got the couch, but Soap eventually ends up being the one collapsing onto the plush sofa. The second his head hits the pile of soft pillows and blankets, sleep takes him. For the first time in a long, long time, everything feels strangely peaceful.
The next morning, Soap stirred awake to the low murmur of voices drifting from the kitchen. The warmth of the blankets still clung to him, and for a moment, he considered rolling over and slipping back into his peaceful sleep. The tempting scent of fresh coffee ends up winning out and he stretches with a groggy yawn. He pushes himself upright, blinking blearily at the cozy living room around him before making his way toward the voices.
As he stepped into the kitchen, he was immediately met with two pairs of eyes watching him. Ghost and Price sit at a small dining table, mugs in hand, their conversation cutting off when they see him enter. There was something unreadable in their expressions, as if they were waiting for something.Â
Soap narrowed his eyes, suspicious. Then, movement out of the corner of his eye has him whipping his head towards the other side of the kitchen. When his head turns, his thoughts grind to a screeching halt.
A woman.
A stunning woman.
She turns toward him and for a moment, all he can do is stare, slack-jawed. She has warm, sun-kissed skin and striking green eyes that seem to glow under the soft kitchen light. Long, dark black hair cascades down her back, streaked with vibrant patches of orange and white. But that wasnât what had him frozen.
It was the ears.
Perched atop her head were two pointed, fur-covered ears, flicking slightly as they registered his presence. Behind her, a long, bushy tail stood proudly, curling slightly at the tip. His eyes dared to dart lower.Â
She was dressed casually, wearing an old tank top that effortlessly hugged her figure paired with sweatpants with a cutout for her tail. But it was her feet that made his brain short-circuit. At first, he thought she was wearing oddly realistic slippers, but no, those were definitely not slippers.Â
They were actual cat paws.
Soapâs mouth opened. Then closed. Then opened again. His brain finally clicked everything into place and suddenly, it all made way too much sense. His expression lit up in triumph as he spun on his heel, jabbing a finger towards Ghost.
âA-ha!â
Ghost let out a long, exhausted sigh, bringing a hand up to rub his temples. âPlease donât yell.â
Soap ignored him, grinning like a madman. âYou said you didnât have a bird!â
âHeâs not wrong,â Price mused, smirking behind his coffee mug. âSheâs definitely not a bird.â
Callie grins wickedly. âI eat birds.â
Soap crossed his arms, doubling down. âYou also said you didnât have a missus.â
The woman let out an amused hum, raising a delicate hand. âNot a missus either,â she purred, lips curling into a sharp smirk as she turned to Ghost. âYou were right, master. This one is funny.â
Soapâs brain screeches to a second halt.
âMaster?!â he gawks, whipping around to face Ghost like he had just grown a second head.
Ghost exhales through his nose, reaching for his tea like this entire conversation was already giving him a headache.
Soap took another second to let things sit in, completely stunned. Of all the things he had expected to find at Ghostâs house, this was not on the list. âRight. Okay. Just, hold on a minute.â Soap pinches the bridge of his nose like that would somehow help process the absolute madness in front of him. âSo, let me get this straight. Yeâve been lying to me this whole time? Playinâ me for a fool while I went on and on about you havinâ a secret missus?â
Ghost gives him a look over his mug, eyes flat and unimpressed. âNever lied to you, Johnny.â
Soapâs jaw drops. âOh, bollocks ye didnât!â He waves a hand at the woman, who was now watching him with an amused gleam in her eyes. âWhatâs all this then?â
Ghost takes another slow sip of tea, dragging it out just to piss him off, Soap is sure of it. âTold you I had a cat.â
Soap gawks at him. He turns to Price, who is doing a terrible job of hiding his smirk. Turning to the woman, her tail flicks lazily behind her as she sips from her own cup, utterly unbothered by his existential crisis.
Finally, his eyes settle on Gaz, who walks into the kitchen. He takes one look at the situation before sighing.
âFinally found out, huh?â He turned to the woman with an easy nod. âMorning, Callie.â
âMorning, Kyle,â she responds happily.
Soap whirls on him. âYou knew too?!â
Gaz snorts, grabbing a cup from the counter and starting to pour himself some coffee. âMate, everyone knew.â
Soap threw his hands in the air. âWhat the hell is wrong with all of you? How is this normal? This is not normal.â
A soft chuckle draws his attention back to Callie. âRelax, Johnny,â she teases, stepping closer. âYouâre acting like youâve never seen a shifter before.â
Soap takes a step back, bumping into the counter. âA what now?â
She arches a brow. âA shifter?â At his blank stare, she sighs, setting her cup down before gesturing to herself. âYou know⊠a hybrid. A morph. I think in Japan Iâm known as a nekomata.â She flicks her tail for emphasis. âAny of this ringing a bell?â
Soap blinks. Looks at Ghost. Back at her. Looks at her tail. Then back to Ghost.
âThat's what all that racket was last night,â she says with a huff. âSorry about that, by the way, I hope I didnât scare you. Had to shift into my bigger form to deal with this nasty fox that's been causing issues and eating my chickens. Finally caught the fucker, so I called the neighbor's dogs for some assistance.â
Price chuckles at Soap's pale face. âStarting to make sense now, isnât it?â
Soap once again jabs a finger at Ghost. âYou⊠yer dating a bloody cat girl and just didnât think to mention it?â
Ghost shrugged. âNot my fault you wouldnât drop it.â
Callie grins, stepping even closer to Soap, eyes gleaming with mischief. âWould it make you feel better if I purred for you?â
Soap blanches. âDo not.â
Ghost sighs and stands up to put a steadying hand on her head. âStop winding him up, love.â
She huffs playfully, ears and tail flicking in satisfaction. âFine, fine.â Then she leans up on her toes and gives Ghost a quick peck on the cheek, right over the mask. âBut you do make it too easy, Johnny.â
Soap slumps against the counter, dragging a hand over his face. He needed a drink or a nap. Probably both.
Price stands up, clapping him on the back with a chuckle. âYouâll get used to it.â
Soap peeks through his fingers at Ghost. The same Ghost who could make hardened men freeze with a single look was letting Callie nuzzle into him.
The contrast was striking. His harsh demeanor softened as he ran a gloved hand down Callieâs back. The sight pulled something deep into Soapâs chest, something warm and unfamiliar. His initial resistance crumbled instantly, and the fight left him like air from a punctured tire.
And yet, what heâs most surprised to realize, isnât his surrender. Rather, itâs the quiet tug of longing that settled in its place.
Despite how comforting the kitchen now felt, reality was quick to settle back in. Price was the one to break up the moment, clearing his throat to grab the boy's attention.Â
âSorry to break this up, but we're going to be needed back at base today to give a debrief. Why don't we finish our drinks and be wheels up in 10?â
Soap pushes off the counter, glancing at Gaz, who is now determined to finish his coffee before they return to work mode. âI'll go grab my stuff.â
Callie, still tucked against Ghost's side, gives a small pout. âSo soon? You boys just got here.â
Soap scoffs. âAye, and I'm sure youâd love to keep watchinâ me lose my mind, but we do have jobs to get back to, lass.â Â
She smirks. âFair enough. But donât be a stranger, Johnny.âÂ
Something in the way she says his name is light, a little teasing, but oddly warm. It makes his ears burn, and he quickly turns on his heel before anyone notices.
âIt was really good to see you boys,â Soap can hear her say with a purr as he leaves the kitchen. âPromise you'll stay longer next time? Give me a chance to properly host you all?â
He hears the captain respond, but Priceâs voice is too low to make out. A few minutes later, the team has their gear piled up in the living room, ready to head out. Ghost disappears into the downstairs bedroom while the others get things sorted.
Soap takes another slow look around the cozy space, trying to shake the weird sense of homeyness it leaves in his chest. He hadn't expected any of this, and he sure as hell didn't expect to feel⊠jealous? No, that couldn't be right. Whatever it is, it settles heavily in his stomach as he watches Ghost reappear, Callie trailing behind him with an easy grace. Â
As they step outside, the crisp morning air cuts through the lingering warmth of the house, jolting Soap back into reality. Ghost pulls the door shut behind them, lingering there for a moment. Callie takes the opportunity to lean up on her feet, brushing a kiss against the side of his mask. He murmurs something to her, too low for Soap to hear, before stepping back and heading towards the car. Â
Callie waves lazily as they load into the vehicle. âSafe travels, boys.â Â
Soap leans his head against the window as Price pulls away, watching as Callie stands in the driveway, tail flicking. She stays there until they disappear down the road. Â
Only then does he let out a breath he didnât realize he was holding. Â
Gaz nudges him with a knowing smirk. âWhatâs got you all quiet?â Â
Soap scowls. âNothinâ.â Â
Price chuckles from the front seat. âGive it time.â Â
Soap had no idea what he meant by that. But as he watches the road stretch ahead of them, the warmth of Ghostâs home fading into the distance, he has a sinking feeling heâs going to be thinking about this for a long time.
A/N: Thought I would post a little snippet of this story here on Tumblr since I've noticed that's where I'm finding a lot of other hybrid things. I think the full story might be too long to post here so I've got the full thing linked below! Thank you for reading! đ
Completed story on: AO3 (18+)
AO3 Link SUMMARY: The trio spend some intimate time together at the onsen before taking a dip in the hot spring. *spicy times incoming!!* CHAPTER 6 - Onsen Adventures
âWas there anything you wanted to do before dinner?â Shouta asks.
âIâd love to try out the hot springs if thatâs ok.â
âOk, but you heard the lady, itâs for sore muscles,â Hizashi says playfully.
âYeah,â Kimi says slowly, a bit confused.
âSo, weâll have to make sure your muscles ache,â Hizashi continues, giving Kimi another squeeze.
âOh. Oooh. Is that why you were both giggling?â she asks, his comment finally clicking. Her question earns her laughs from both of the men.
âWell, if thatâs the case, I guess Iâll need some assistance with tiring out my muscles,â she teases.Â
Hizashi pulls her a bit closer.
âOh, I would love to help you with that,â he flirts back, moving so he can pull her into a kiss.Â
Kimi kisses him back and lets her hands explore his chest and arms like they did yesterday. One of his hands wraps around her waist while the other tangles itself in her hair. They kiss some more before pulling apart.
âShouta got some time with you yesterday, so Iâd like to get more of a chance to spend time with you today. If youâre ok with that,â he says, voice a bit hoarse.
âIâd love that,â she says, a bit breathless. Her hands continue to explore his chest as she looks over to Shouta.
âIs that ok with you?â
âOf course,â Shouta says with a small chuckle. âAs long as I get to watch.âÂ
Kimi blushes.
âIâm ok with that.â
âGood,â he comments, pleased with her words. Leaning back in his chair, he makes it a point to readjust his hips. Kimi smiles and redirects her attention to the man she has her hands on.
âLet me know if I go too fast for you, hon,â Hizashi says before he pulls Kimi into a kiss and lies above her on the couch.Â
He wastes no time in deepening the kiss. His tongue eventually finds its way into her mouth as her hands make their way around her neck. When they part for air, he rests his head in the crook of her neck where his mark is and laps at it. Kimi breathes heavily into his neck as his arms start to make their way up and down her sides.
Hizashi pulls down her shirt, exposing Kimiâs bra and she gasps when he starts to fondle her breasts. He quickly finds where her nipples are, poking up from her excitement. He rubs them over the bra in firm but slow motions.Â
Kimi lets out a few small moans at the motion, enjoying the sparks of pleasure it brings. Hizashi keeps it up, occasionally licking her mating mark which sends more shivers down her spine. When sheâs practically panting, Hizashi decides to help her out of her shirt and reaches behind her to unclasp her bra.Â
He fidgets with it for a moment, struggling with the tight claps that are keeping her breasts up in her topless shirt. He lets out a frustrated breath, making Kimi give a small giggle before successfully unclasping the bra.
âSorry, hon. Iâm a little out of practice,â he breathes, tossing the bra with the shirt. Before she can reassure him, he gives a solid lick from the middle of her chest, through the crevice of her breasts, and up to his marking. Kimi lets out a small moan and involuntarily clenches at the act. He gives a slow kiss to her neck before making his way down to her breasts to continue his earlier actions without the bra. Kimi looks at him through heavy-lidded eyes as he smiles up at her.
âFuck, you are stunning, hon,â he compliments. She blushes as he kisses her breasts, avoiding her nipples. He locks eyes with her as his mouth descends onto one of her ignored nipples, giving it a lick. Her chest heaves at the action and her arms move from around his neck to his arms, squeezing them. Â
âHa... ah,â she pants out.Â
âAll good?â Hizashi asks, pulling back just a little from her breast.
âYes.. just new,â she breathily explains. He smiles and continues his actions for a bit more before moving to her other breast. Kimi finds herself needing friction and moves her legs to clench down and provide some relief. Hizashi notices, but doesnât say anything, instead enjoying the attention heâs giving her breasts.Â
Kimiâs hands go from Hizashiâs arm to his back, moving up and down before finding the bottom of his shirt. Needing more contact, she lets her hands explore under the shirt, enjoying the feeling of his firm, solid back. Hizashi pulls off her breast, letting Kimi catch a breath as her hands continue to wander his back and eventually his chest.Â
The pair partake in another kiss while Hizashi feels around below Kimiâs breasts to her hips. His fingers lightly squeeze and rub her sides before resting above her pants. He takes a moment to continue his movements before pulling back from the kiss.
âMm⊠fuck you are divine, hon,â he says breathily. Kimi smiles as she catches her breath. Hizashi takes a moment, looking at her panting form from above her. Her hands make their way down his chest to right above his pants, mimicking his actions. He looks down at them, enjoying watching them explore before he gets an idea.
âKimi,â he says sweetly. âHave you given a blowjob before?â She bites her lip in embarrassment and shakes her head.
âUm, uh⊠no. I just-.â Her embarrassment makes her nervous but she takes a breath and pushes through the feeling, knowing that he wonât be upset with her.Â
âI havenât. Iâve sucked on my toys during my heats, but I havenât done it on a person before.âÂ
âOh, perfect. I love that,â he comments, confusing Kimi. âI can show you how to give a really good one on Shoâ. Iâll show you my tricks,â he says with a wink.
âWow, what happened to having her all to yourself, âZashi?â Shouta asks, also confused by Hizashiâs comment.
âWell I was going to ask her for one, but I think that my length might be too much for her first time.â
âWell, Iâm far from small,â Shouta retorts.
âYes, babe. But youâre not quite as long so itâll make it easier for her,â Hizashi explains.Â
âWould that be ok with you, hon?â
âYeah, if youâre both ok with it,â Kimi answers.
âI highly doubt heâs going to say no to getting his dick sucked, hon.â Kimi giggles as Shouta shrugs his shoulders,
âYou got me there.â
âAlright, why donât we take this party to the bedroom then?â Hizashi says, wiggling his eyebrows at Kimi. She giggles and he moves aside before helping her get up and trailing her to the bedroom.Â
Once there, Hizashi pulls Kimi backward against his chest and kisses her neck before helping her out of her pants.Â
âYou gonna strip for us, Shoâ?â Hizashi teases.Â
With a short laugh, Shouta grabs the bottom of his shirt before lifting it above his head and tossing it next to the bed. He tugs his pants down, leaving his boxers on and tossing his pants with his shirt.Â
âHow do you want me?â Shouta asks Hizashi.
âOn the bed against the wall. Kimi, do you mind helping him with his boxers?â
She nods before making her way over to Shouta and reaching her hands out toward his boxers. She nervously looks up at him, making sure sheâs doing the right thing. He nods at her and helps guide her hands into pulling his boxers down and exposing his dick.
She gets a little nervous taking in the size of it again. Knowing that sheâll have someone there to help guide her through everything made her more confident.Â
Shouta makes his way onto the bed, leaning back against the wall. Kimi turns to Hizashi who is now undressed and walking up beside her.
âGo ahead and get on all fours in front of him and Iâll be right there next to you, ok?â Kimi does as he suggests and soon they're in a position thatâs very similar to their first night together.Â
âOk, hon,â Hizashi starts to explain. âWhy donât you start by stroking him?â
Kimi does as he says, slowly pumping Shouta who lets out a small hum in appreciation. After a few strokes, Hizashi says,
âOk, now when youâre ready, go ahead and keep one hand on the base and start licking up and down his length.âÂ
Kimi nods and after a few more strokes, she leans in, giving a hesitant lick. Shouta shirks away from it for a moment before giving a small chuckle.Â
âYou gotta apply more pressure or it tickles,â he says with a smile. Smiling, she more firmly places her tongue on his shaft before licking up.
âThatâs it,â he says with a breath.
She continues licking, going up and down his shaft, trying to get all of it wet. As she does so Hizashi encourages her,
âYes, thatâs perfect. The wetter he is, the easier itâll be able to glide in your mouth. You almost want to drool all over it.â
With a giggle, Kimi continues her licks, feeling more confident with her actions.Â
âOk. Now that itâs nice and wet, go ahead and put his tip in your mouth. Feel free to lick it, suck it. Whatever feels right to you.â
Kimi gives an understanding nod before licking the tip of Shoutaâs cock and placing it in her mouth. She closes her lips around it and she starts moving her tongue around the head. Shoutaâs head rocks back in response.Â
âOoh, you're doing good, he likes that,â Hizashi comments. Kimi smiles and continues licking around the head, confidence building as Shoutaâs breathing starts to change. Emboldened, she slowly starts to add more into her mouth. Hizashi watches her with interest until she pulls it out quickly, gagging slightly.
âYou ok, hon?â he checks in. Kimi catches her breath and responds,
âYeah, I'm sorry, I think I just went too quick.â
âThat's ok, no need to be sorry. Honestly, Shouta and I like a bit of gagging so you're fine. It's more of a compliment honestly,â he says with a wink.Â
âOk,â says a bit hesitant, a blush on her cheeks.
âNow, if you're feeling like you want to go further, I recommend trying to keep your tongue on the bottom side of his dick. That way it can guide it down your throat better. Another thing that helps is placing your gums over your teeth like this,â Hizashi explains, showing Kimi what to do with her mouth.Â
âThat way you don't scrape him with your teeth going down. And then, when you come back up, you can release your lips and press his dick with your tongue.âÂ
Kimi looks at him for a moment while she processes what he said.
âHere, let me show you really quick, it might be easier.â The two shift a little bit so Hizashi takes over and shows Kimi the motion. After demonstrating a couple of times, she gets excited.Â
âOh, ok. That makes sense. Can I try now?âÂ
âOf course,â Hizashi says, pulling off of Shoutaâs cock.
âFuck, it's so hot having both of you on my cock,â Shouta moans. Hizashi chuckles and moves over so Kimi can attempt the action herself. It takes a couple of tries but eventually, she gets into the motion and can comfortably move about half of Shoutaâs length in and out of her mouth.Â
âYou're doing so good,â Hizashi compliments. âNow, let's try getting a little bit more in. You'll have to change your angle a little so you don't choke yourself as easily.â
He helps guide her head so she's at a better angle and soon she can take about 75% of his length in her mouth.
âDoinâ a great job there, hon. You've got Shouta grippin' the sheets like crazy.â
Kimi looks up and sure enough Shoutaâs fists are clenched in the sheets.
âTrying⊠not⊠to buck,â Shouta pants. Hizashi hums in response.Â
âWould you be ok with him taking a little bit of control, hon?âÂ
Kimi nods and holds still, Shoutaâs cock heavy on her tongue. He reaches his hand out and lightly places it on her head.
âDo you mind if I keep my hand here?â
Kimi does her best to give a ânuh-uhâ in response, but it comes out a little weird because her mouth is occupied. Shouta smiles and slowly starts to thrust into her mouth.Â
âFuck⊠you feel amazing,â he moans out.Â
âMmm, I bet,â Hizashi comments. He watches as Shouta continues for a few moments before moving to be behind Kimi.Â
âWell, hon. While Shouta gets you used to this, I'm going to get you ready for me back here, ok?â
âUh-huh,â Kimi manages to get out while nodding her head. Hizashi smiles and lets his hands roam around Kimiâs back before settling on her ass. His hands knead and rub patterns across it, making Kimi pant on Shoutaâs dick. Hizashi enjoys this for a few moments before asking Kimi,Â
âCan you present for me, sweet omega?â
Her instincts immediately have her pushing her chest further into the mattress and spreading her legs a bit more so her pussy was on display.Â
âOh, hon,â Hizashi moans. âYou look so good for me. Such a good omega.â
Kimi sighs happily on the cock in her mouth when Hizashi starts rubbing up and down her slit and clit. As Hizashi slowly adds one of his fingers, Kimi moans in earnest. The vibrations on his cock has Shouta mimicking her outburst. Drool starts to escape the corners of her mouth as she moans, but she finds herself unconcerned.
Hizashi is soon able to add another finger in and he starts to look for the spot that drives her wild.Â
âFuck, Kimi,â Shouta breathes as she starts panting on his cock. He continues slowly moving her head up and down his cock, trying his best not to hurt her. His other hand grips the sheets as he tries to focus on his self-control.Â
Hizashi finds Kimi's G-spot with ease and she lightly moans as he spends some time working her up some more and slightly stretching her core.Â
âOh, Kimi, you're clenching so beautifully on my fingers.â
âMmm, she's doing so well,â Shouta agrees.
Kimiâs head starts to swirl at the compliments, enjoying the praise.Â
âGosh, hon. I just⊠fuck I need to feel you so bad.âÂ
Shouta stops his thrusting, pulling Kimi off his dick while he coldly looks at Hizashi.
âDon't push her,â he warns. âMake sure she's ready.âÂ
Hizashi locks eyes with Shouta, seemingly about to challenge him. Kimi feels the tension in the air starts to rise, but it quickly fades as Hizashi looks away.
âYouâre right, Iâm sorry,â he apologizes. âI think Iâm just really worked up. You ok, princess?â
Surprised, Kimi looks between the two men before she responds,
âYeah, Iâm ok. Are you guys ok?â
âYeah, hon. Weâre good. My instincts were just getting the better of me, sorry,â Hizashi apologizes. He goes back to fingering her which makes her concerns die on her tongue.
âLetâs get you to cum before I go further, ok?â
Finding her sweet spot again, he focuses on chasing her pleasure. She starts whimpering as he lightly swirls around her clit.Â
âSuch cute noises youâre making,â Shouta tuts.Â
He lifts her chin up so she has to make eye contact with him as she loses her composure. His thumb catches the side of her mouth and forces it down softly, keeping her mouth open. Every moan and whimper flows from her mouth easily as more and more tension builds in her core. Hizashi slightly curls his fingers more on her sweet spot, applying more pressure. A jolt of pleasure rushes down her spine as she tumbles over the edge, head swirling with pleasure.
âOh fuck, hon,â Hizashi says, slowly removing his fingers from her. She maneuvers slightly so she can see Hizashi behind her. His fingers are covered in her essence and he gives her a cocky smile.
âIt felt that good, huh? Had to squirt all over me?â
âHuh?â Kimi startles.
Hizashi chuckles, before soothingly rubbing her hip with his other hand.Â
âYou squirted all over my hand, hon. Must have felt really good, huh?â
She bites her lip, partially embarrassed.Â
âOh, yes. Thank you. That felt really good.â
Hizashi hums at her remark.
âIâm glad, hon.â
He takes the hand covered in her cum and pumps it over his cock. Kimi blushes at the action while Hizashi gives her a cocky smirk.
âThink youâre ready for me, hon?âÂ
She gives a small smile in return before squeaking out,
âYes, Iâm ready.â
She turns herself back so sheâs facing Shouta, who looks down at her with admiration. One hand cups her cheek, the other softly strokes his cock.Â
Behind her, Hizashi rubs his cock up and down Kimiâs slit, making sure itâs slick enough to go in without too much friction. As he slightly pushes at her entrance, they both find that he goes in a lot easier than his partner did the night previous. Thereâs still a slight stretch that becomes a bit too much halfway in. Hizashi pauses when he feels Kimi clamp down hard to give her time to readjust.Â
âYouâre doing so well,â Shouta coos. Kimi looks up at him through hooded eyes and resumes her previous position with him, grasping his cock.
âOh, you donât have to-,â but Shoutaâs sentence finishes with a moan as Kimi lowers her mouth down around his cock, picking up where they were previously. His hands go back to the sheets, clenching them as he savors the feeling of her mouth around him.
âWow, hon. Youâre stunning. Already taking both of us at the same time,â Hizashi moans from behind her. Her head starts to get a little foggy and her muscles relax into the pleasure, allowing her to push back onto Hizashi a little more.
âFuck,â he gasps out before helping guide himself further into her. Heat spreads throughout Kimiâs body, lighting her nerves on fire. She gets lost in the pleasure, starting to chase the fog that fills her head.Â
âOh, is our pretty girl, dropping?â Shouta remarks, noticing the haze growing in Kimiâs eyes. Realizing that she is dropping, she quickly comes to her senses before apologizing.
âIâm so sorry, I didnât mean to drop. It just-,â Shouta shushes Kimi as she starts to panic, body slightly trembling.
âHey, wow. Youâre ok. You can drop, princess. Weâll be here to take care of you.â
âAre you sure? I just donât want to go down and be a burden. I want to be good, I just-,â
Shouta grabs her chin and brings her into a kiss.
âYouâre never a burden for dropping. I donât know who made you feel that way but theyâre wrong.â
A beat passes as Kimi absorbs his words.
âOk,â Kimi finally says, a bit shy. âThank you.âÂ
She takes a deep breath and her shaking stops. Her lips find their way once more around his cock, picking up where she left off.
âIâm going to keep going. Ok, princess?â Hizashi asks. She nods her head in response and he chuckles as he continues his push into her.
âYouâre so good for us, taking us both.â
âSo good,â Shouta utters after Kimi licks him from the base to the tip. Hizashiâs hips meet Kimiâs causing her back to bow and whimpers to escape from her mouth. Shota moans from the vibrations and Kimi relinquishes control again as he starts to thrust in her mouth.
Hizashi starts to pull himself from her, his cock dragging against her walls languidly. The floatiness of omega space starts to creep its way back into Kimiâs mind. She moans as Hizashi starts to push back in with less restriction. His longer cock hits a deep spot that has her moaning uncontrollably on Shoutaâs dick. Drool starts to build up and leak out of the corners of her mouth, making his thrusts a lot easier.Â
âFuck,â Shouta moans out. His grip on the sheets impossibly tightens more as he fights plowing into Kimiâs face.
âIâm not going to last very much longer. So hot, fuck,â he grunts. His eyes meet Hizashiâs as they both thrust into Kimi. Watching his partnerâs shared ecstasy has him throwing his head back and losing his composure. The hand that was gripping the bed sheet shoots to Kimiâs head as he erratically starts thrusting in her mouth.
He pulls out, making her gasp for air, before pumping his cock and spilling all over his chest. Hizashi slows down as he watches, allowing Kimi to also catch her breath.Â
âFuck, Shoâ,â he grunts out between thrusts. His partner takes a moment to collect himself before checking in.
âAre you ok, Kimi?â Shouta pants.Â
âYes,â she breathes out. âThat was really hot.â
âStill, I shouldnât have been so aggressive, Iâm sorry.â He strokes her cheek lovingly.Â
âYou did so good,â Hizashi says, thrusting in a little harder. Stars prick the sides of her vision as she moans out in response. Shouta smirks before getting up off the bed.
âIâll get out of the way so youâre not getting any cum on your face.âÂ
Kimi breathes out a small laugh.
âThank you,â she breathes out as Hizashi starts picking up his pace more earnestly.Â
Hizashi leans over her to start rubbing her clit and once again, fire spreads through her nerves. Her face falls onto the mattress as she lets herself succumb to the feeling. She exposes her neck as moans pour from her mouth.Â
âOh, such a good omega,â Hizashi coos. âSo pretty for me, taking me so well.âÂ
She throbs at the compliment, omega space starts to take over and after a moment of hesitation, she allows herself to fall into it.
The comfortable floating feeling compliments the constant pleasure sheâs feeling as her mate pounds into her. Her glossy eyes roll back into her skull as Hizashi continues to praise her from above.Â
She doesnât know how much time passes as her ecstasy continues to build. Her headspace is comfortably controlled by fog and her nerves shoot fire and pleasure throughout her body. One particular thrust hits just the right spot to make her pleasure pour over and orgasm all over her alphaâs cock. She can feel herself moan and cum, but itâs not enough for her to fall out of omega space.Â
As Kimi orgasms, Hizashi helps her through it before moving her hair to the side and pulling back. He releases over her back, making sure to steer clear of her hair. He soothingly rubs her legs as he sits back on his knees, catching his breath.Â
Shouta comes from behind the two of them with warm washcloths. He hands one out to Hizashi who takes it with a smile before leaning over and kissing his husband. Shouta opens the other washcloth and slowly starts assisting Kimi with her cleanup.Â
She startles when she feels the washcloth initially, but merely hums as her head starts to defog. After Shouta finishes cleaning her up, she slowly moves, coming out of the fog completely.Â
âThereâs our girl,â he comments.
She giggles, before trying to get up. She groans a little, her legs a little sore from being held in the same position. The men help her maneuver so she can sit on the edge of the bed.
âThank you,â she says softly. âThat was amazing.â
âHere that, Shoâ? Iâm amazing,â Hizashi teases. Kimi and Hizashi laugh as Shouta merely rolls his eyes in response.
âI think our sweet omega here is the real amazing one. You did so well. How are you feeling, was anything too much?â
Kimi smiles wide.
âI feel great, thank you. I think I understand the whole sore muscle thing now,â she jokes. The men chuckle before they all decide to clean up and get into the hot springs. Kimi is the first one to get in and lightly dips her foot into the water.Â
The warm water bites her skin in an inviting way that has her practically melting into the spring. She shuffles to the middle of the back end and allows herself to relax into the soothing feeling. She sighs out and rests her head on the rock behind her. She tied her hair up into a bun that acted as a little cushion against the rock. Shouta and Hizashi make their way a moment later, taking their respective places on her side.
âThis feels so good,â she exclaims. The men mutter in their agreement as they settle in. A few minutes pass as they all sit silently, enjoying the feeling and sounds of the warm water moving around them. Hizashi reaches over, squeezing Kimiâs arm and getting her attention.Â
âThis helping?â he prompts.
âOh yes, this is helping a lot, thank you,â she responds.Â
âGood. Didnât want to completely wear you out,â he jokes.
âIâm good, thank you. This is all so fantastic.âÂ
She shuffles a bit to face him before reaching up to kiss him.Â
âI really appreciate everything.âÂ
She turns towards Shouta and also kisses him.
âIâm glad youâre having a good time,â Hizashi remarks.Â
The sky around them starts to change colors as the sun descends further into the sky. They sit in silence for a little while longer before the heat starts to become too much for Kimi. As they get out and start to get dressed, thereâs a knock at the door. Shouta answers it and a staff member informs them that dinner will start in 10 minutes. He thanks her all they all take that time to get ready.
Dinner is an extravagant meal of various dishes and foods. A staff member sits with them, plating their meals and cooking some additional things in front of them. While Kimi has to pass on some of the things they offer, thereâs enough to make her belly full and her eyelids heavy. The meal finishes with a pudding Kimi falls in love with.
âThis pudding is seriously the best thing Iâve ever had.â Shouta tilts his bowl towards her, offering the rest of his wordlessly.
âOh, no. I really shouldnât,â Kimi politely declines.
âI donât see why not. Shoutaâs not too much of a sweet person so itâll probably go to waste,â Hizashi inputs.
Kimi worries her bottom lip as she thinks about it.
âIâm really not supposed toâŠ,â she trails off.
Shouta places his bowl next to hers, making the decision for her.
âDonât worry, weâll cover for you,â he winks. She smiles and happily picks up the bowl, finishing off the pudding.
After all the food has been consumed, they thank the staff member for hosting and make their way to their bed to sprawl out with full bellies. Hizashi turns to face Kimi, snuggling up in her neck where his mark is. She sighs into the comforting feeling it brings her, enjoying the attention.Â
Shouta leans up on one arm, looking over the both of them.
âDang âZash, when was the last time we could relax like this?â âOr sleep, like this,â Hizashi asks with a laugh. Shouta gives a huff of agreement,
âSeriously. I think I got more sleep last night than I did in the past two weeks.â
Kimi startles and looks at him, concerned.
âWhat?â
Hizashi breathes out a laugh into her neck.
âYeah, sorry hon, we donât sleep a lot. Busy schedules and such.âÂ
âGosh, I mean I figured but I didnât think it was that bad,â she berates. The men donât say anything in response, but she turns to curl into Hizashi.
âWell, I agree. Iâm glad you guys can get some sleep now.â
Hizashi hums and starts to mindlessly stroke her hair. Feeling content and safe, Kimi falls asleep before she can realize it. Hizashi takes a moment to smile at her sleeping face before looking back to Shouta who seems lost in thought.
âEverything ok?â Hizashi whispers. Shouta snaps his eyes to his husband and smirks.
âYeah,â Shouta responds quietly. âJust thinking about when you and I first got together.â
Hizashi smiles, thinking back.
âYeah, it was a lot different, huh?â
Shouta breathes out a laugh.
âYeah, Iâm glad sheâs not trying to tear out my throat for worrying about her,â he mocks. âBut I am a little worried about what sheâs been through.â
Hizashi quietly nods, thinking back to her concerns about dropping. They sit in quiet for a few beats before Hizashi looks at Shouta.
âLove you, Shoâ.â Â
Shouta gives a genuine smile in response before saying,
âLove you too, âZash.â PREVIOUS | NEXT
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